Harry Potter and the gift of the Phoenix.

Chapter 1

A knock at the door

The morning started out awful for Harry Potter, current resident of number 4 Privet Dr.

The first thing that Harry had decided to do that morning was write a very informative letter to Cho Chang about his feelings for her. It had taken forever for Harry to work up the courage to write the letter. So long in fact, that he wanted to send the letter fast, before he had the chance to change his mind.

After Harry had written his letter, he walked over to his owl's cage to tie the letter onto Hedwig's leg. He was surprised, though, to find her cage empty.

As fast as it had come, Harry's courage left him feeling blank, stupid, and cowardly. He decided that he couldn't send the letter, as it would make him look like a fool if she didn't have the same feelings towards him.

Harry ran to his cousin's room to use his paper shredder. Dudley had gotten the large contraption for his 15th birthday. As soon as Harry entered the room, he realized that he had made a big mistake.

Harry thought that Dudley had gone with his parents to the grocery. Unfortunately, he was sitting on a large leather sofa in his bedroom, stuffing buttered popcorn into his mouth, and watching the latest episode of Gundam Wing.

"Dudley, may I use you paper shredder?" Asked a very nervous Harry.

Dudley eyed the letter lying in Harry's hand. "What have you to shred? A letter telling you that you have been kicked out of that wretched school? Or that being what you are was all a dream?" Dudley taunted him.

"No Dudley, it's just a letter that I would like to shred." Harry said, starting to get irritated. He needed to destroy the letter as soon as possible, as he might decide to actually send it.

"Well, if that's all, let's just have a look at this letter you would like to shred." Before Harry could realize what was happening, Dudley reached out and grabbed the letter. The letter that contained Harry's deepest feelings.

"Dearest Cho," Dudley started, laughing. As he tried to regain his composition, he restarted the letter. "Dearest Cho, How has your summer been?

I hope you aren't to depressed about the death of Cedric. I know that you two were a couple. It must have been very hard for you to see his body being lowered into the ground, never being able to touch, smell, or hug him again.

Well, just to let you know, It was very hard for me too. Cedric died right in front of my eyes, he then came back mid-duel with Voldemort. He then asked me to bring his body back, so his family could have their last goodbye. I have a feeling that he thought of you as part of his family.

It hasn't been easy for me, especially since my cousin, aunt, and uncle constantly torment me. My friends have sent me letters, which is the only thing that has helped keep me sane, free from the nightmares of that fatal night. I want you to know I that I will always be there for you.

The whole point of this letter was to tell you how I feel. I think that I am in love with you Cho. And, even if you don't feel the same way, I hope that we can still be friends.

Love, Harry Potter." Dudley finished the letter, his voice a mere whisper.

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(A/N- After re-reading this on the site, I decided that I should rewrite and repost. I hope that this newer version doesn't sound so 'American' as one of the previous edition reviewers described it. Anyways, please review, they are what keep me going. Thanks for reading this and I hope you read the next chapter! I'll post the next chapter on Wednesday, I PROMISE!

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