Authors Note: Hey, this is my 3rd fanfic. My last two did poorly and this is my 3rd attempt, you know, 3rd time's the charm.

Oh yeah, I don't own Harry Potter. I wish I did, that'd be awesome

14 year old Harry James Potter was not a normal child. He hated the summer, he loved school and he couldn't wait for it to start again. Oh, yeah, and he's a wizard. Harry was sitting at his desk, contemplating what he would do at school this year, maybe he would have a run in with Aragog and his family again? Maybe he would get a visit from his good old friend MoldyWarts? Maybe for once he'd have a normal and calm year? 'Ha! Fat chance,' Harry thought to himself. His thoughts drifted to his female best friend, Hermione Granger. He shook his head wildly to remove the thoughts. 'She is your best friend, don't think of her like that!' He thought to himself. Harry glances at his watch, it read 1:30 AM. 'Crap, I've got to go to sleep, gotta get up early for chores.' That night was spent dreaming of a certain girl with wild, untamable hair.

Aaaaaand, cut. Hope you enjoyed this little taster chapter, I'd be ever so happy if you'd, maybe, review, follow, or favorite? Helps out a lot, it levels my 'self esteem' stats.