Disclaimer: Of course I do not own the Harry Potter Univerese, what did you think? I only invented the plot and the new characters.

Summary: Harry Potter is at Privet Drive fufilling Dumbledores wish. Voldemort is planning something. The Order has been informed of the plan, but what happens when Voldemort finds himself in a glass case? What is Dumbledore doing as a ghost, and what will Harry's 7th year be like, without worrying about Voldemort or anything else for once. If you want to find out the why are you reading this summary, go find out yourself, I am not going to reveal the whole plot to you in a summary.

Harry Potter and Dumbledore's Ghost

Plans

"Dammit, when was that bastard's birthday again." Voldemort hissed, "Lucius, when was it again, tell me now!"

"July 31st, master"

"You inconsiderate fool, how dare you question my intelligence!" He spat, "I knew when it was, and for insulting me you shall die now!"

"But, master you asked me…"

And the last thing Lucius Malfoy saw was a flash of green light, before he went to hell.

At Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Harry Potter was in his room reading the Daily Prophet.

MASS BREAK OUT FROM AZKABAN

Last Night, All the Death Eaters from Azkaban, have escaped. Beware for Rookwood, Nott, Mancair, Malfoy, Jugson, Dolohov, Lestrange, Crabbe, and Goyle. They are extremely dangerous, so run for your lives before they come and kill you. Who cares about your family save yourself before you die, run for your own life! Dumbledore is dead we are all doomed; hide yourself before they kill you! There is no hope left, our hero, the boy who lived, is not offering to help us defeat You-Know-Who. If you are reading this Potter please come to the Ministry, you are our only hope to defeat Lord Thingy!

"Idiots, why can't they realize I can't save everyone," Harry ranted, "Stupid Ministry bastards trying to lure me out, probably that dumbass Rufus."

Harry got up and thought about what he had to do. He had to find the Horcruxes and kill Voldemort. "Damn Prophecy, damn Horcruxes, damn Voldemort, damn Snape, damn Malfoy, damn the stupid fate crap, when was he going to get a normal life" he thought to himself, while punching the wall until his knuckles started to bleed.

Harry started thinking about the incident that happened at the end of last year, when Snape killed Dumbledore. "Damn that bastard I am going to hex him into the next dimension" Harry muttered to himself, and blew up his chair.

"Stupid Snape and Voldemort, they will regret they were ever born." Harry said to himself, and started blowing up the ceiling(it kept repairing itself).

Harry had been preparing himself to find the remaining Horcruxes, so he can defeat the stupid snake face. He practiced spells that could dissolve objects to nothing, locator spells, anything he found useful, and also the Unforgivable Curses.

He already had a lifetime sentence to Azkaban for practicing the unforgivables, but no one had come to arrest him. "Stupid idiots, at least they were smart enough to stay away from me." Harry said to himself.

Looks like the Ministry was too scared to come after him, afraid they would die a horrible death. Well they were partly right, except it will not be horrible, it would be painful and devastating.

Harry looked at the clock, 3:00 a.m.

"Damn, it's late, need some sleep."

Voldemort was devising his plan to kill the boy when his worthless Death Eaters reported the good news.

"Master, the boy is alone, the only thing protecting him is Dumbledore's wards, but we can kill him the moment he becomes of age."

"Good job Nott, now here is your reward." Voldemort hissed, "You can be my guinea pig for my new curse."

"I-I-I-am honored M-m-master," Nott stammered.

"Impres Salazar"

Nott screamed with pain, like he was hit by the Cruciatus Curse.

Slowly a black snake appeared on his forehead.

"Ah, it was successful." Voldemort hissed, "Now you will be loyal to people with Salazar Slytherin's blood, and that means me."

"My followers, the boy is about to die, I would like you guys to kill anyone in my path."

"Yes, Master," everyone mumbled.

Out of no where, Draco Malfoy, apparated in and screamed, "You will pay for killing my family, you mother fucker!"

"Avada Kedavra." Malfoy shouted at the top of his lungs.

A flash of green light came out of his wand, and moments later the last remaining Malfoy lay there lifeless, with the dark figure standing over him talking to the dead body.

"Foolish boy, your whole family was worthless," Voldemort snarled.

"Bella gather everyone else, we shall kill Potter along with everything within a mile of him"

"Yes, master," the dark haired woman replied.

At Number 12 Grimmauld Place, Mad-Eye Moody was discussing the on what to do with Harry.

"We have heard from Draco Malfoy that Harry will be personally attacked by Voldemort himself," Kingsley Shacklebolt reported, "He came to find me and told me everything he knew about Voldemort, and said he was going to try and murder Voldemort himself. He was gone before I had time to capture him."

"It could be a trap for all we know, and according to Malfoy his family was all murdered by Voldemort, and he is hiding in an abandoned building near Little Whining." Remus Lupin said.

"Yes, Remus is right, who knows what that prat is up to." replied Tonks.

"Since we do not stand a chance against him right now, we have two options. We can either attack Voldemort now or retrieve Harry on his birthday," Arthur Weasley said, "and I think retrieving Harry is safer, and we will still have the element of surprise if they do attack."

"Good thinking Arthur," Moody replied, "The moment Harry turns seventeen, we are going to get him, understand?"

"Yes, Sir," replied the whole order.

Harry awoke with a start. "Damn my head hurts." He thought to himself.

Harry glanced at the clock, and realized he would be 17 in an hour. "Well, I better start packing." Harry muttered and began packing.

Once he was ready and his shrunken trunk in his pocket, he got ready to apparate to Voldemort's orphanage. One minute until midnight, and loud noises started to creep into his bedroom. What the hell was going on outside. Could the Order be trying to retrieve him? Well to bad for them I'm going to apparate right when I turn Seventeen. "10 seconds until he was Seventeen" Harry said to himself, and then he could leave this place forever.

10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1…0...his window was shattered.

A/N: My first fic ever, hope you enjoy. I personally do not like it, but my friend said I had to post because he said it was good. I wrote this story for fun, so i don't care if you review or not, it's not like they do anything. (But feel free to review if you want)