Chapter One: The Final Visit

A/N: I tried writing a sixth year fic, and it was my first. Needless to say it sucked! This is my second attempt at fan fiction. This is my version of the seventh book. I do not own Harry Potter, except for the books!

Harry sat at the desk in his tiny bedroom on Privet Drive, he had been there a week. He had already come to the conclusion that he was going to leave the following day. Harry hadn't left the room much except to eat and bathe. Not that this mattered to the Dursley's, they wanted nothing to do with the boy. They couldn't wait to get rid of him, he had told them the day of his arrival that this would be his last stay.

Harry had spent every waking moment reading books on the four founders of Hogwart's. He had ordered a couple books by Owl, so that he could get a head start on his search. He knew the ring was destroyed, the diary too. Harry had read about a staff of Rowena Ravenclaw, it had disappeared soon after Voldemort's last visit to Hogwarts. When he came wanting the Defense teaching position. Harry didn't know where it was before, so it was just a guess, so it might not be an actual Horcrux. Harry knew that a guess was better than nothing and it made him feel like he was actually getting somewhere. Harry hadn't found any other clues, and he was eager to get on with his quest.

Harry's constant wonder over the Horcruxes kept him from thinking about Dumbledore. Harry had grieved, but he still couldn't get over the fact that he was gone. There was no longer a figure for Harry to stand behind. He knew he was the light-side's only hope. Harry had come to terms with the fact that Ron and Hermione were coming with him, but when he thought about it, he was glad. It would be a long and lonely quest without them. Harry was going to floo over to the Burrow the next day. The wedding was scheduled for the following day. Then Harry, Ron, and Hermione would be on their way to search for the Horcruxes. Harry wanted to go to Godric's Hollow first. He thought that was somewhere he could defiantly find answers.

One little spot in Harry's brain obsessed over a young red headed girl. Harry still thought about Ginny all the time. He remembered the pained look on her face as he broke up with her at the funeral. He dreaded being in the same house as her. He knew it was going to take ever ounce of energy trying to avoid being alone with her. He knew if she kissed him, he would kiss back. He just couldn't do it at this point in his life, he had to protect Ginny, so that he could be with her after the war. If she waited for him, she might find someone else between now and then.

Harry was brought back to his sense's by a peck on his window. He looked up to see a brown barn owl, one of the Ministry's. Harry opened the window and let it in, it flew to Hedwig's vacant cage. (She was out hunting) Harry untied the envelope from its leg and pulled the letter out.

Dear Mr. Harry James Potter,

You have been summoned to the last will and testament of Albus Dumbledore. The Will is to be read at Gringott's Bank on August 5th

Sincerely,

Griphook.

This jarred Harry's curiosity, he wondered what Dumbledore had left him. This also excited him too, he wondered if Dumbledore had left him anymore clues. Our possibly, a way to destroy the Horcrux, Harry couldn't find anything on that subject. Harry put the letter in the tote bag with all his other belonging's. Looked once more out the window at the moonlit streets, and climbed into bed. It wasn't long before he was fast asleep.

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Harry woke up the next morning, climbed out of bed and got dressed. He walked down to Breakfast, which was not normal. The Dursley's looked up from their breakfast when Harry sat down at the table. He had to have a little chat with Vernon. He knew this was going to be difficult.

"Uncle Vernon, I just wanted to let you all know that tonight, I will be leaving for good," said Harry.

"Well its about time, I was wondering whether you were pulling my leg-" started Vernon, but he was interrupted.

"You have to move, you will be in danger," Harry said calmly.

"WHAT!" shouted Vernon.

"There is a dark wizard abroad, and he will-" started Harry, but he was interrupted by Petunia.

"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," muttered Petunia.

Silence fell over the room, everyone was looking at Petunia, "How did you know his name?" Harry asked.

"I heard Lily talk about him, I may not like the Wizarding World, but I wasn't ignorant to it always," said Petunia, looking at her Husband with pleading eyes.

"We should listen to Harry Vernon," Petunia said softly.

"I will not believe a word that brat says!" started up Uncle Vernon.

"Then believe me!" Petunia said sharply. She stood up looking down at her husband.

Vernon was flabbergasted, he looked from his wife to Harry, "You have been around the boy far to long, he is brainwashing you!"

"Dudley, upstairs! Pack your things, we are leaving! If you aren't going with us Vernon, then you can die when they come for you! This isn't a joke!" Petunia left the kitchen behind Dudley.

"Uncle Vernon, I may not like you, but you are family. I don't want you to end up dead, listen, I will buy you a house. Anywhere in the world, just as long as its far from here," Harry said.

"How will you buy me a house! Your just a boy!" shouted Vernon.

"I am very financially stable, I was left a large sum of money. Trust me, I can afford a couple houses," Harry said smirking.

"I've always wanted to visit the State's," Vernon said.

"Were at? I will give you money to take with you, just as long as you promise never to come back," Harry said looking at his Uncle.

"This better not be any funny business!" said Vernon.

"I promise, you will get the money tomorrow." with that, Harry stood and walked back up to his room.

Once back in his room Harry again sat at the desk, he was reading a book on Godric Gryffindor. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Harry said surprised.

Petunia opened the door and stepped in, carrying a plate of food. Except this wasn't leftovers, it was more than what Vernon and Dudley got.

"Harry, I just want to say, I'm sorry. We never treated you right, and after sixteen years of abuse. You are buying us a house," she set the plate in front of him and sat on the bed.

"Well I know its strange, but I have lost a lot of people these last few years, and I don't want anymore deaths because of me," Harry said.

Petunia had tears rolling down her face, "Harry I loved your Mother so much, until the day she got her letter. Mom and Dad were positively thrilled about it, and I was jealous. I wanted to go into the 'other world', but I never got a letter. Mom and Dad weren't worried about it, but Lily always told these stories that sounded so great! When she married James, I got even more envious. She had a loving Husband, who was handsome. I didn't have anything. Then she disappeared for a long time, about a year, and then you appeared on our doorstep. I didn't show it, but I missed my Sister very much, I still do. I get angry with myself because I never got to set things right with her."

Harry just sat and absorbed all this like a sponge. He couldn't believe his Aunt's confession.

"Well when she sacrificed herself for me, it caused a blood protection to come into effect. As long as I was living with my mother's family, I would be safe. However this protection is going to end on my seventeenth birthday. That's why I asked you to move, because Voldemort would kill you to try and get to me," Harry said calmly.

"Why do you fight against him, even when the odds are stacked against you?" Petunia asked, "Why cant you just run away? Hide, like us, eventually this guy will die." Petunia said.

"I fight because I have too, I'm all the hope the Wizarding World has. Albus Dumbledore was murdered, and he was the leader of the light. Plus there are other reasons why I fight. For one, Voldemort killed my parents, heck he even tried killing me. That's why I have this scar." Harry said pointing to his forehead.

"Lily and James would be very proud of you," said Petunia as she stood up, and walked out the door.

Harry sat at the desk thinking about his conversation, then wrote a letter to Gringott's. He transferred three hundred thousand pounds into Vernon's bank account. He still had plenty left over.

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Harry double checked his bag, making sure that he had everything he wanted to take. Then he made his way downstairs were his relatives were in the living room. He walked in and asked if he could speak to them for a moment.

"Uncle Vernon, I have transferred three hundred thousand pounds into your account. You should move out before my birthday, that way you will be gone when they come for you. I would also like to say goodbye, although I haven't had any fun here or anything. You still are family, and I feel inclined to do so." Harry looked at the Dursley's, they were sitting on the couch.

"This is goodbye," With a wave, he walked over to the fireplace, stepped in, and said, "The Burrow!"

Harry started to feel sick as he was twisted round and round in the fireplace, until he was spat out onto an old throw rug. He looked around the living room of the Burrow, then made his way into the kitchen. Were he heard talking.

EBC

That's the first chapter, It already looks better than my first fanfic. But only time will tell if people like it, please R&R!

Thank you,

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