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Chapter 1- The Worst Summer (Epolouge)

Harry

Harry's summer had been the worst yet. His exploits in June had come as a shock to the wizarding world, but why couldn't it be true? Harry could care less if the Prophet discredited him, but they were keeping the wizarding world in the dark about Lord Voldemort.

Coupled with all the other crap, he kept revisiting the graveyard in his sleep. It was always the same; the life leave Cedric's eyes, Voldemort's rebirth, the Death Eaters, the Priori Incantatem. All the other crap was some minor inconveniences such as the Ministry of Magic trying to make him and Dumbledore look like crazy idiots, the prolonged stay at the Dursley's, the Dementor attack on him and Dudley, and, he tried to forget, Ron and Hermione finally getting together.

It seems that while Harry was stuck at the Dursley's, seething in anger at the Prophet, they were enjoying secluded spots were they had spent a lot of each others time alone. This bothered him more than anything did. He supposed that he should be happy but it was hard for him. He remembered vividly how they told him…

6 Months Earlier

Harry walked through the door of Number 12 Grimmauld Place. "Be quiet Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, "we don't want to wake anything up."

Harry was about to respond with a quizzical look when the older woman said, "Ron and Hermione will explain everything."

When she said this Harry noticed a strange sparkle in her eye. This is when he should have been able to tell when looking back on the occasion.

Mrs. Weasley led him up the stairs into an old musty bedroom, complete with two beds, a wardrobe, a wastepaper basket and a blank paper that snickered as he entered. He put his stuff on one of the beds, placed Hedwig on the wardrobe next to Pigwidgeon, Ron's owl, and was getting ready to take a well-deserved nap when the door burst open.

"Took your bloody time didn't ya" said Ron, slapping him on the back.

"I was a little held up" he replied.

All of a sudden, like a flash of brown haired lightning, Hermione burst into the room and getting Harry in a tight embrace.

"So what have you two been up to." Asked Harry. "Your mom said you'd explain everything.

"Well," said Hermione "you are in the current headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix."

At a look of incomprehension, Ron said "The people fighting You-Know-Who."

"Oh, but that still doesn't explain my question about you two."

"Um… well… ah" Stuttered Ron.

Present Day

And that was when they broke the news to him. He had acted happy for them, but it kind of felt like losing them.