Dedicated to Kjkit a brilliant writer and great teacher.

Harry Potter and the Great Forest

Summary: Surely it wasn't only because he was part muggle Voldemort chose him over Neville! Find out what else. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I own none of this except maybe a few extra characters later on.Not seeking any financial just great reviews.

Chapter 1:We're Coming

            In the newly painted playground, a young 16 year old swinging gently, thinking of the past few months which had seemed to condense themselves into a horrible blur. First there were the painful visions, then nearly leading his friends to their deaths and then finally.... Sirius. It brought a lump to his throat to even think of it. If only he'd.... But then what's the point of "if only"? Why couldn't hindsight be looking to the future rather than watching the past? He thought sullenly. Suddenly, as if an alarm had gone off inside his head, he stood up and strolled home. Home, if only......? No this is my home. Fate rarely did anything to please Harry Potter.

            As he opened the door to number 4 Privet Drive, a cry and a shout came from the living room. "Dammit boy. How many times? Knock before you come in." Shouted Uncle Vernon " I thought you were one of those Death Munchers"

"But they can't get in here, remember" said Harry exasperatedly.

"Oh. Are you sure?" replied Vernon

"Yeah. Dumbledore put up some magic protections or something" Vernon flinched at the "M" word but decided to let it slide.

Harry strolled silently into the living room to see Dudley's fat fingers hammering away on a Game Boy Advance and Aunt Petunia staring avidly at the TV which Harry quickly noticed was the News at 10 and almost immmediately the screen suddenly blazed green. Harry stood transfixed with horror as a huge explosion in a packed muggle street filled the widescreen TV. This report passed with the usual connections to Al Qaeda and the IRA  The next stories weren't so obvious and yet they worried Harry almost as much as the giant explosion in the street. There was three missing people reports one in Yorkshire, one in London and one in Devon. "Dammit" and with that Harry stormed upstairs to his room and pulled some parchment and a quill towards him.

Dear Ron or Hermione or whoever reads this letter,

The attacks are getting more and more as you no doubt know but I can't stand sit around here not knowing whats going on I want out, I want to be at Headquarters.

Please come quick

Harry.

Though Harry had been visited every few days ,as promised, by various wizards and witches (sadly never a Weasley) he hadn't been visited for over week. He knew that this was probably to do with stopping the attacks but all the same just one visit from one person. He opened the window to let out his snowy owl into the warm night when a screech owl came hurtling through the window. He quickly shut the window so Hedwig couldn't deliver the letter. Just in case. He tore open the tired owl's letter and read three words.

Pack. We're coming

Authors Note who's coming and where are they going. Find out soon please review.