A/N: This has to be cleared, before I begin posting this Fan Fiction. Anyway, this story WAS NOT created by me. It was imagined, thought out and originally written by a very good friend of mine (Rasberry Jo, if you want to know).

The thing was that she had way too much spelling and grammar mistakes in it, that the site deleted it. I asked if she would put it up again, but she said No.

Then I asked if she would give it to me, so I could ´fix´ it and re-post it. She agreed...so in one word – she abandoned the story & with her permisson I adopted it.

And if you dont believe me, then ask her yourself!

Chapter 1

Prolouge

Harry woke suddenly with tears in his eyes. His clock showed that it was 3.46 am. "Damn!" he thought. He's been asleep for only 2 hours again. He was never able to get more sleep than 3 hours, ever since he left Hogwarts. And his lack of sleep was freaking him out. He tried to tire himself as much as he could by working out hard. If he just lay on his bed all day long then he wouldn't be sleeping at all. Oh well, time to get up and go on a morning jog. Today was useful to exhaust himself as much as he could, because he would be returning to Grimmuald Place no 4. He actually didn't know what he preferred. Either to stay with his imbecilic relatives or go to the headquarters. He dreaded that house for crying out loud! Especially since every bit of it reminded of Sirius.

Harry dressed in Dudley's old pants, since he really didn't think that anyone would be awake at this time in the morning (he he, imagining Harry topless). He tied his hair with a white ribbon. Harry had to admit; it was getting rather long, but on the other hand, it laid more flat and wasn't so messy.

He left the house, closing the door quietly, so he wouldn't wake the Dursleys and started jogging towards the park. While running, he was clearing his mind (aka practicing Occlumency).

Harry was disappointed that he wasn't out of breath even a bit, when got to the park. He sat on the swing and meditated. He really didn't understand why the government paid money to replace the swings when Dudley and his gang of morons always broke them down. Over and over again.

Harry discovered that he was relaxed and that meant there was no point to continue meditating. He started doing laps around the pond, enjoying the morning wind rushing past his face. He finally felt tired, but not as much as he would've liked to be. He rolled his eyes and mentally slapped himself when he noticed it was early enough for people to wake up. He turned to leave but ran into a girl with brown pigtails. "Shit!" Harry thought. "Has this girl been ogling me for the entire time? Wait a second… Oh shit!", Harry wanted to hurry away as fast as possible, because the girl who was drooling after him was actually Dudley's girlfriend.

"Morning Wendy. Lovely morning isn't it?" He quickly spat and ran home in top speed. Wowee, he didn't even know he had such speed. Too busy with his thoughts, he didn't really notice where he was running, so he accidentally bumped into a girl. Knocking her out, making both fall to the pavement.

"Hey watch it!" The girl yelled. Harry quickly got up and helped her up as well.

"I'm sorry. I didn't really watch where I was running."

The girl opened her mouth, probably to insult him for making her fall, but as soon as she realized that she was knocked down by a really cute guy, she closed her mouth and stared at him curiously.. She usually dismissed guys, but he looked… different. And beside his good looks, he also had an aura, which was really… calling.

"Oh my god oh my god! He's naked! Okay, calm down get a grip and introduce yourself…" rambled the girl in her thoughts.

"It's okay. I'm Shameeka Tyson. Who're ya?" She asked with an American accent.

"I'm Harry Potter. Are you new, because I haven't seen you around here."

"Oh yeah, we arrived just half an hour ago…Um, Is here some kind of new fashion outbreak for guys to walk around half naked?" she asked pointing to his bare chest.

Harry laughed and Shameeka felt shivers go down her spine.

"No. It's just that I decided to take a jog this morning, leaving my shirt at home." The look on his face was awkward, as he said the word ´home´, but nevertheless he continued: " And unfortunately I lost the track of time and got busted."

Shameeka giggled and Harry tensed. He knew that giggle very well, and slightly even despised it. Girls were giggling like that back in Harry's 4th year when he was supposed to ask them to the Jule ball. The same giggle, saying clearly: hey there, I'm open for a flirt.

"Gotta go, I really wouldn't fancy running into someone again."

"Why? Are you unpopular?"

"You'll hear rumors soon enough. See ya."

With that he fled. Harry ran to his so called home and was relieved that he managed to avoid Aunt Petunia. He sneaked into a shower, took off his remaining clothes and stepped under the water. As the water beat against his body he thought about the changes he's been through during the summer.

Sure, He still wasn't the tallest, but he wasn't short either. He has grown a sexy body that meant, he was no longer a skinny, stick-figured boy, like a few months earlier. And although he might never dare to admit it, He was getting more and more attractive each day that passed.

Somehow He had received a gorgeous tan, but also kept a little of his usual paleness. He was now growing facial hair around his upper lip and chin. Amazingly Harry's eyesight was also getting better day after day. He predicted that he wouldn't have to wear glasses in a week or two, because obviously his eyesight would be perfect.

It felt good when the water ran down his changed body. The warmth made his mind wonder back to the dream, he had seen last night. It wasn't a typical nightmare of Sirius blaming him for his death. Instead, he comforted Harry, saying that he was in a Wizarding heaven called Light Dimension and that he was with James, and Lily, who was looking after him. It looked so real. That Harry thought, no…hoped it was. He also didn't want to give reality a chance to spoil his hopes!

Harry continued his pondering while he showered. Eventually he turned off the water and stepped out, thinking that he had been there long enough. But then something else caught his attention - His eyesight was healed. Harry rubbed his eyes to be sure. It was, it really was. He made something between a sigh and a grin, thinking that he was really bad at predicting.

He wiped the fog off the mirror only to discover that the surprises his body decided to make weren't over at all. He was now about 6 feet tall andhis shoulders were broader than before. AND he had the nicest tan ever. "Wow…" He said, but then yelled: "WHAT THE!"

Harry had physically improved wonderfully, but his voice had changed the most. You could still recognize Harry's old voice, but it had deeper bass to it and sounded extremely sexy. Harry almost reminded himself of Cedric Diggory.

Harry shook his head in utter surprise and astonishment and got dressed. He went to his room and was greeted by Hedwig and a brown barn owl. A Hogwarts owl that carried his O.W.L. results. He reached out, to untie the letter from its leg, but before he could even tough the envelope, Harry collapsed to the floor, unconscious…

A/N: Just like me, she loves cliffies!

...And I hope that it wond be deleted...