In the bedroom of Privet Dr. 4 sat an unusual boy of about 16 years. He had a slightly pinched look of someone who had grown a lot in a short period of time. The most unusual thing about this boy is a thin lightning shaped scar he had on his forehead. Another unusual thing about this boy is that he hated the summer holidays.

"Get up" his Aunt Petunias shrill voice penetrated the silence in the room. Harry Potter sat up feeling thoroughly miserable; it took him a while to remember why. His godfather had died last June and it was entirely his fault, if only he had listened to Hermione. The closest thing he had to a father had died. "Get up" his aunts voice sounded again. Harry sighed and jumped off his bed, he had scrawny muscles and overly baggy jeans and he decided something must be done about it. His brother Dudley was a bit less bloated than last summer but he still took a whole side of the table. The Dursley's set a small piece of bread and cheese on his plate. Harry swallowed his food in one gulp. He really needed some new clothes and he couldn't let the Dursley's know about it.

He sneaked down the back door he had barely reached the road when he heard a shrill hoot. A barn owl had come from the Dursley's living room. He screwed his eyes shut thinking that her aunt had surely heard that owl. When he didn't hear anything he preceded to opening the parcel the bar owl had brought him. He turned the letter over there was a ministry seal on it. Wondering what he had done wrong this time.

Dear Mr. Potter

Due to the events last year, we would like to offer you a waiver that will

enable you to use magic during the summer. You will not be allowed to tell anybody

we hope you will take this to make up for all past unfortunate events.

Susan Bones

Ministry of Magic

Harry suppressed a snort make up indeedthe Ministry of Magic had made his life miserable last year with all their ministry decrees they had nearly taken everything away from him. The only thing he had been able to enjoy was the DA. However it would be useful to be able to use magic for the summer for one thing he could conjure food instead of eating all the crap the Dursley's gave him. He could train to beat Voldemort. His thoughts came to a halt when he thought about Voldemort he thought of Death Eaters and when he remembered Death Eaters he was reminded of Bellatrix killing his godfather. You will pay for what you have done Voldemort you and your Death Eaters.

He was suddenly covered in golden light and knew no more