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Chapter 1: Unexpected Delivery

Harry Potter lie awake in his bed unable to fall asleep. His scar was burning uncontrollably, but then again, his scar always burned nowadays. Two years ago, June, he witnessed the rise of Lord Voldemort and dueled with him. Last year, he saw Dumbledore, the current Headmaster at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, duel with Lord Voldemort. During the duel, Voldemort transported himself into Harry, causing his scar to burn horribly.

Thinking of all this caused him to not hear the pecking at his bedroom window. Harry turned to see Pig, Ron Weasley's owl. He hurried over to the window and opened it. Pig flew inside and started zooming around the room. It took Harry a few minutes to get him down to get the letter.

Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday! Hope you having a great one! Well... you probably aren't cause you are at the Dursley's, but that's ok, cause we will be coming over there really soon to pick you up! I finally managed to get Mum to let you to come over to the Burrow until school starts. Hope you like the Bernie Bott's Every Flavored Beans and the cake. Mum made the cake, says that it took a while to make cause she had to do it the muggle way, so she says you better like it! We are going to get Hemione soon too, so she should be here by the time you get back here. George and Fred are doin' well, but I'll tell you about that when we see each other. See you soon!

Ron

Harry advanced on the cake and tried some of it. He had been practically starving because of Dudley's diet, which was not having very much progress on him. He had taken his first bite of Ron's cake when he heard another tapping on the window. This one was an owl Harry had never seen before. When he opened his window it flew in and landed on his bed. It stuck out his leg and stood still with its leg pointed out as if trying to show-off in front of Hedwig and Pig, who saw him trying to show- off and landed on the bed beside the new owl and tried to act civilized also. Harry laughed at this as he untied the letter from the owl. He sat back down, hungrily shoving another bite of cake in his mouth and mulled over the new letter in his hand.

It took him a couple minutes to recognize the familiar handwriting and when he did, he almost choked on his food. Spitting it out, he jumped to his feet unceremoniously, lost his footing, and fell back wards on the bed; Pig and the new owl, flying off to his dresser, hooting angrily. He ignored them and tore open the letter. He scanned down to the bottom to check the signature....no, it can't be! But...it was his handwriting!...He willed himself to calm down before he started at the beginning, telling himself not to get his hopes up too soon.

Harry,

I know its your birthday and Happy Birthday for it, but there are more important things that have to be said. Yes, I am alive. I fell through that veil and I'm not sure what happened afterwards. I just woke up in custody of the ministry. When I fell beyond the veil, I must have hit my head on the floor and was knocked unconscious. But anyway, I woke up bound behind the hands standing in the courtroom in front of the entire Wizengamot. I was being tried for the murder that I never committed! I tried to explain that it was not me who had killed the muggles, but Peter Pettigrew. They did not believe me. The verdict said that it was a unanimous vote that I was guilty. When Ministry Officials came closer to take me away Reamus Lupin just popped out of nowhere with a Portkey, grabbed me and pulled me to it. We were transported to an unknown area. From there we disapparated to 12. I need you to send a letter to Professor Dumbledore telling him of this, in fact, just tie mine to yours. Tell Hedwig to fly as fast as possible. I can not do it because if the letter was intercepted by the ministry they would trace it to me here. I heard them say they have stopped trying to intercept your letters. It is safe for now. Thanks again.

Sirius

Harry leapt to his desk and scribbled on a piece of parchment, attached Sirius's letter to his own and tied it to Hedwig. He told her to get it to the Headmaster as fast a possible. She hooted the OK and she flew off.

Harry paced around the room thinking to himself. I can't believe it! Sirius is alive! Harry looked over and saw Pig and the new owl sitting there. That sparked his memory that he should write to Ron and Hermione. He jumped to his desk and wrote:

Ron and Hermione,

Just got a letter from Sirius. Yep, Sirius. Can't explain now, but everything is gonna be all right! Thanks for the presents!

Harry

He tied the letter to Pig while thinking that he hadn't gotten Hermione's letter yet. It must be on its way Harry thought. He set Pig off and watched him soar away. He saw another owl coming his way, at that moment. It must be Hermione's. As it came closer, he saw it accidentally drop something in the yard. When it got here he looked at the bag of Dungbombs attached to his left leg. The letter must not have been tied properly. He thought to himself that he would get it tomorrow, as he felt an unusual feeling to sleep. His head began to spin and he collapsed on his bed beside him. He woke up in the morning happier than he had ever felt in his entire life.

Authors Notes: Hey guys, hope you liked the Chapter. I promise that I will update soon. I feel like this one I will stay on until completed. Please R/R. Thanks again!