A/N: this is my very first fanfiction story. I would like to know what you think about it. I want the positive and the negative (and when I mean negative, I don't mean things like, "this sucks. you suck." I want to know what it is that you don't like specifically, so I will know what to fix later on another story.) And I couldn't think of a clever title for the story so I'm just keeping it Harry Potter & his 6th year. If you can come up with something better, by all means help me. This picks up after year 5.

This is a H/Hr story. If you are into the R/Hr stories, this isn't for you. I'm not going to portray Ron horrible. He is going to be a main character. It's mainly going to be the three of them, with random characters thrown in. Couples are: H/Hr, R/LL, G/DM. (I don't really like Ginny, so I'm going to have her be with Draco so they can plot their evil schemes together haha.)

Summery: Harry goes through his 6th year at Hogwarts wondering how he could save the wizarding world, and save his best friends.

­Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This is purely entertainment purposes.­­­­­

Chapter 1 - Another Summer at the Dursley's

Harry Potter sat on his bed thinking of his years past. These past 5 years have been somthing else. In his first year he saved the Sorcerer's Stone from Voldemort, and saw Ron fall from a chess piece. Second year he found the Chamber of Secrets and killed a basilisk and saved Ginny from Tom Riddle. Not to mention, Hermione was petrified. Third year he discovered that he had a godfather and saved him from dementors. Fourth year he was entered in the Tri-Wizards Tournament and saw Cedric die in the hands of Voldemort. And fifth year was the worst of them all. Umbridge came and made his life hell, then he saw (and seriously believed) that Sirius was in the Department of Mysteries being tourtured by Voldemort. Come to find out it was a trick. Voldemort killed Sirius and had his death-eater followers hurt his friends. Especially Hermione.

'How could I do that to Hermione? She told me it was a trap but all I did was yell at her and almost get her killed. Some friend I am.' Harry thought.

Since that night, Harry knew that he cared for Hermione alot more than he ever imagined, but he wasn't going to let anyone know that.

Sitting on his bed, he let his thoughts consume him. It was about 9 o'clock in the morning. Once again, Harry didn't go to sleep, afraid that he would have another 'dream' and that something would happen. He realized that in a few minutes the Dursleys would yell for him to come down and make them breakfast. Getting up from his bed, he moved over to Hedwig's cage and opened it. He let her out and fly around outside.

'I wish I could fly around all day with no worries,' thought Harry. 'Then I wouldn't have to worry about Voldemort, or anyone else dying. I wish it would all just go away.'

"HARRY! COME DOWN HERE AND GET BREAKFAST STARTED!" he heard his uncle yell. Harry broke away from his thoughts and went downstairs.

"Don't make us wait this long again. Dudley need nourishment to grow big and strong, don't you my little champ?" Petunia said.

'He's already big. He needs to just stop eating for a year.' Harry thought to himself. He giggled slighty at this.

"What are you smirking at?" Vernon asked, narrowing his eyes at Harry.

"Nothing, sir." replied Harry.

"Good. Now quit goofing off and make us food. I swear Petunia, you'd think that atleast at his freak school they'd teach them to do what they are told." Vernon told his wife. She nodded dumbly.

'You'd think at my school they'd let me do magic on you, too. But they do have some consideration for prat muggles like you.' Harry thought. He wanted more than anything to leave this house, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"HARRY! YOU'RE BURNING THE TOAST!" yelled Petunia. Harry quickly took the toast out of the toaster and put them on a plate. He served the plate to Dudley.

"Here you go, Dudley. Get big off this." Harry said, handing it to Dudley.

"I'm not eating this rubbish! You make me something edible." Dudley whined. Harry just rolled his eyes and served the rest of the breakfast to his aunt and uncle.

"Daaaaaad! Make Harry fix me something else!" Dudley complained.

"I'm not making anything else for him. He can fix him something himself." Harry said.

"Now you listen here, boy. I've tolerated you since the day you arrived here. I didn't have to take you in, but I did it out of the goodness of my heart. Now, I do not consider you a family member. I consider you a guest. And as a guest, you need to abide by my rules, and you do as we tell you. If Dudley wants more food, you fix him more food. Do you understand me?" Vernon rasped out.

Harry was not in the mood to challenge him right now, because of his lack of sleep, so he did what Vernon asked of him. He fixed more food for Dudley, then went up to his room. He walked over to his bed to sit on it when he noticed a letter. It was from Ron.

Harry,

Hey! I realized that I haven't written to you in a while, so I decided to now. How are you? Oh, that was a stupid question. Look, I'm not good with emotion, but if you need someone to talk to just so they could listen, you can talk to me.

Now I've asked my mum and dad if you and Hermione could come over this summer and they said yes. My mum figured that you wanted out of that hell hole so she said you are more than welcome over here. There isn't much to do, but we could play quiditch or something.

And I have something to tell you. If you haven't already known, I had a crush on Hermione. But the more I thought about it, the more I realize that I DON'T have a crush on her. We aren't anything alike and I think the only reason I liked her was because she was my only real girl friend and it was just normal to kind of fancy her. Besides, anyone and their mum would see that she fancies you. She cares alot about you. And get this, Loony Lovegood sent me a letter and we've been writing back and forth. She's not that bad. She real cute actually. But don't tell anyone I think so.

Well anyways, we are coming to get you on your birthday (part of your gift is to get you away from them), so be ready. We don't care if the muggles let you go or not. We'll just let Fred and George handle it again, haha.

See you soon,

Ron

Harry read the letter twice before laying it down on his desk. He was never more happy with Ron than he was now. He thought of the letter in his head and broke down every section to think about it. He was glad that Ron was willing to help Harry with his problems and he would make sure to talk to Ron. And he couldn't believe that he actually has a crush on Luna. He always knew that Luna liked Ron, but this was just to classic. Harry thought that they would match quite well with eachother. Then he thought of Hermione. 'Anyone and their mum would see that she fancies you.' If Ron see's it, then anyone would see it, right? He was glad that Ron didn't like Hermione anymore, but he still was on the fence with it. He liked Hermione, but did she really like him? He would just have to wait and see.

'She hasn't written me once this summer. Maybe she just doesn't know what to say.' Harry thought of Hermione and finally went to sleep.

Today was the day that Ron was coming to get him. He had his stuff packed and he was ready to get out of there. The Dursley's did not like the idea of Ron coming to get him, but if it was to get rid of Harry, they would let it happen.

Harry sat on his bed waiting. He couldn't wait to go to the burrow and see everyone. He loved the Weasley's a great deal, and he wanted more than anything to live with them. Harry then heard a knock at his bedroom door.

"Harry, your freak friends are here. Hurry up and get out of here." Vernon said.

"Gladly." Harry replied.

Harry grabbed his things and went to the front door. He didn't even wait for Ron and Mr. Weasley to get to the front door before Harry walked out and greeted them. He didn't see the point to saying bye to the Dursley's.

"Hey Ron, hey Mr. Weasley." Harry said.

"Hey, mate. Are you ready to go?" Ron asked.

"Yes, Harry. Are you sure you got everything? We could go in and make sure." Mr. Weasley said. He wanted to go inside and see all the muggle stuff but Harry wanted to get far away from this place as possible.

"No, I got everything. My robes and school supplies are in my trunk, my wand is in my pocket, I've got Hedwig's cage, and Hedwig is going to meet us there." Harry replied.

"Okay, Harry. Let's get you to the burrow to see everyone." Mr. Weasley said, leading Harry to the Ford Angelia.

"We were going to fly it over here, but mum had a fit. Thought she wasn't going to stop lecturing, actually." Ron commented. This made Harry laugh.

"We should be there in about 2 hours. Hermione is already there. She's hanging out with Ginny. She wanted to come with us to get you but Ginny pitched a fit. Ginny hasn't been herself lately. I guess it's girl stuff. But anyways, we will find something to do, Harry. I promise." Ron told him.

Harry smiled as he looked out the window, awaiting the place he truely called home.