Chapter 1
On privet drive everything was normal and that's how the tenets liked it. In fact they took pride in it, maybe too much so. Number four was the same with the exception of one occupent. Harry potter is not normal, he is a wizard. His parents were murdered by a evil wizard which is how he ended up living with his aunt and uncle on privet drive. The headmaster of his school brought him there when he became the first to survive the killing curse.
Harry has just returned from his fifth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardty. He was lying on his bed thinking about what had happened at the department of mysteries when he had tried to stop his godfather from being torchered at the hands of his parents murderer. However, voltmort tricked him by using his weakness being a person who happens to care. His godfather wasn't there until he had found out that Harry was in trouble and went to protect him from getting hurt. Harry and the friends that followed him were not surverly injered. However Sirius Harry's godfather ended up getting killed. " its all my fault, he wouldn't have died if it weren't for me. I could have done many things different." Harry was blaming himself even though he knew others could have done things differently as well.
Harry had been thinking a lot sense he got back for the headmasters office where he was told less then an hour after he lost his one parental figure that he was the only one who could defeat the dark lord voltamort. " I either have to be murdered or become a murderer. Just what I always wanted to be" Harry said sarcastically to himself. Dumblerdoor is off his rocker he thought, I mean I'm just a kid with needs like everyone in my class. Although, a 15 year old killing a powerful self-perclamed lord is more likely then love being the power the dark lord knows not. What does he want me to do kiss old voldy to death? He's known about this prophese sense before I was born you would think he would train me so I was ready when the time came. The thing about Albus Dumbledore is that he's a manipulator. He has been manipulating me sense my first year. I am a little more slythern then I let on, just like I know and remember more than I let on. Sirius friend Ramus Lupin was our defense against the dark arts teacher my third year but no one knows that I remember him and Sirius from when I was a baby. I don't know everything I would like about my parents but I do have some memories of them. I also have memories about being friends with Neville Longbottom after we were introduced by our parents.
Neville's parents were torchered by lord voldys de's making him an ophen as well. Are parents had gone into hiding together so we could still play together. Of course not even Neville knows I know this because then the great Albus might erase my memories "for the greater good". Neville was obligated after his parents were found but sense dumbledore doesn't know we were together he also doesn't know I saw it to. I supose he at least tried to wipe my mind but wasn't succesful. I wonder if Tonks is on "weapon" watch tonight.
Harry tried to be very quiet going down the stairs and out the door least he be caught. In the back yard Harry said "Tonks are you on duty tonight, if not then who is. I want some type of intelligent conversation and I cant get that inside." "It's me Harry" Tonks said taking her invisibility clock off. "prove it, turn your hair blue" Harry said trying to be careful. Tonks turned her hair blue sat down and asked " what's up Harry? How are you holding up after what happened?" " I'm dealing a little, taking it a step at a time. I was wondering if you could give something to Ramus for me because I don't think he will be taking it that well and if I can help I d like to.
The three of us are the main people who lost him, if we cant help each other through it how can we help ourselves or understand what a lot of people will be going through soon?" Tonks looks impressed " you know Harry for a teenager you've got a good grasp on this. Of course I'll give Ramus your letter and I want to make this clear to you, I will be hear if you need me for anything grieving, talking, or advice even if Dumbledore doesn't like it. Your still a kid you shouldn't have to do any of this on your own, even if you don't come to me, ask for help if you need it. A lot of people only care about you because you're the boy who lived or because you're a weapon but not everyone and I would like a chance to prove to you that that's not why I care. I also know for a fact that it's not why Ramus cares for you either he cares because you're his cub and it's defiantly not because you're his last link to the past," she said while looking in his eyes.
Harry whipped a tear away while saying " thanks Tonks, I really needed to hear that. As for my grasp on this at the moment I'm just trying to ignore my emotions and speak logicly. I know you hate your first name but can I call you… never mind." "call me what? You can ask or tell me anything Harry I'll keep it to myself and I wont laugh. We need to be as honest as we can for this to work. Okay?" Tonks promised. " can I call you aunt Dora," Harry asked shyly "I think it will remind me that someone does care for me just Harry I'm not really used to that, but I hope one day I will be." "Yes Harry, but only you can call me aunt Dora," aunt Dora said her eyes sparkling "you should go inside and get some sleep my shift is up in five minutes and mad eye will be annoyed at us for not being vigulant constently." she finished grinning. "goodnight aunt Dora and thanks" Harry said getting up. "sweet dreams Harry, I will give your letter to Ramus when I get back to headquerts, he should be alone then." aunt Dora said putting the clock back on as the back door shut. Harry fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow and for the first night sense the department of mysteries actually had good dreams of being cared for instead of the usual nightmares with feelings of guilt.