Another day at the Dursley's house and Harry thought he would go bonkers. It had been two weeks since He had just escaped from Lord Voldemont's grasp again. Two weeks since his godfather Sirius had died to save him. "It was my fault," he thought darkly as he sat down at the edge of his bed. "If I wasn't stupid enough to run to the Ministry like Voldemont's wanted him me to he would still be alive!" Sitting there brooding didn't make him feel any better about what the Order has done.

He was the one who saw him come back; he had faced Voldemont five times and survived them all! What did the order think of doing to him then? was to Ship him away like a little child who couldn't handle himself. To add onto his misery, the Dursleys were treating him worse then ever. Even though the Order told them to treat him nice they were barely giving him food and just enough water to survive. Only his stupid pride stopped him from asking for help with how he felt he was being treated.

He heard a crash that startled him out of his moody thoughts. He then heard some hushed talking and then silence. After a few moments of silence he heard Mr. Dursley yelling at him. "HARRY GET YOUR BIG RUDDY FACE DOWN HERE NOW!" and resignedly, he thought, "What have I done now?" Waiting at the bottom waiting for him was Dumbledore. and he said

"Hello Harry, come here and sit down."

"Dumbledore? What are you doing here?" Harry said.

"I have heard you have been in your room the whole time and not getting much to eat," he said, taking a look at how the already big cloths really dwarfed Harry now, "and we cant have you not being in your best shape now can we?" while giving Mr. Dursley a piercing glare. "Now go pack your things. Harry, we are going to HQ." Harry ran up the stairs and packed quickly hoping that he would never have to see this house again.

"Here, Harry, take this," Mrs. Dursley said, while nervously looking at Mr. Dursley. "It was your mom's and she made me promise to give it to you when you turned 16 if she died and since it looks like I won't see you then I am going to give it to you now."

The chain was of gold, and the central piece was intricately worked. Several flaming red sapphires were inset on the edge of a shining green emerald stone. On the back in flowing letters we inscribed "The Potters" and it almost brought Harry to tears.

"This … this this was from my mom?"

"Yes," Mrs. Dursley said "I don't know what it is supposed to do, but she said it would be most important that you got it before you turned 16."

"All right," Dumbledore said, "time to get you to HQ. Are you ready?"

Harry ran and gave Mrs. Dursley a hug before softly saying responding, "Yes."