A/N: Hello! I'm Autumn, and this is my first fanfic. Welcome to Harry Potter and the Elements!
Chapter 1: Why Me?
Harry Potter was sitting on his bed, thinking about his godfather Sirius Black. Last June, he had fallen behind the veil of death in the Department of Mysteries. According to Professor Dumbledore, Sirius was dead, but Harry wouldn't and couldn't believe it.
"It's the stubborn streak you get from your parents Harry."
The Dursleys pretty much left him alone, except for cooking meals, and doing random things around the home. He got up to cook dinner, which was Spaghetti tonight. Harry went downstairs and got the noodles and sauces. He cooked it, resisting the urge to use a simple spell to make it.
He gave a heaping spoonful to Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley. He gave himself a small one, and put it and a glass of milk on a tray to take to his room. He finished the meal, and took the tray downstairs and cleaned the plate, tray, and glass and put them in the dishwasher.
The rest of the family had already finished and Harry took their plates and glasses off the table and washed them and did the same with their stuff.
He walked out of the house, intent on going to the park. He arrived sooner than he expected and sat on a swing and thought sadly, "If only I had worked harder with Snape."
"Hello Harry." Said a voice behind him.
"Hey Remus." He said with a smile.
Remus offered to walk him home, but he politely declined. He needed time alone to think. Remus looked slightly put out but smiled all the same.
"Bye Remus, see you later? Will I go to the Burrow this year?" Harry asked.
"I haven't heard yet, but I'll ask Albus about it, OK?" Remus said, mentally filing it in his memory banks to remember.
"Thanks Remus, I'll be waiting for your letter. I'll write every three days, and don't say I won't remember!" Harry muttered the last part quietly.
" OK, goodbye Harry, and please don't think about Sirius TOO much." Remus replied worriedly.
Harry trotted back to #4 Privet Drive, and went to try to do some homework. The potion's homework was "The Uses of Virasium". He at last decided to go to sleep.
Instead of the nightmares about Sirius, Cedric, the ones about them all dying like he had expected to have, he went to an untainted white room and gasped. There stood five figures dressed in the most beautiful robes ever. They were like choir robes. The taller man was dressed in green robes and silver fringe. The slightly shorter man was wearing red robes with gold fringe. The shorter woman was wearing yellow robes with black fringe, and the taller woman was wearing blue robes with silvery fringe. They sat down at the table and said,
"Sit Harry Potter son of Lily and James Potter, heir of the four founders, we have much to discuss."
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