Falling Stars

Hi everyone anyways my 2nd Fan fiction and my first Harry potter Fan fiction so please review.

Summary

Harry just finished his 5th year at Hogwarts and is now preparing for the 6th, little did he know there is forbidden secrets he will discover about his wizard world, and about himself. This year everything he thought he knew will come crushing down. And he will face a enemy more powerful then ever....

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this characters, wtf is this disclaimer about anyway? Why do all stories have them? Duh we don't own this character don't take a genius to figure that out.

The sunlight shined though his window, the young teenager grabbed his pillow and pressed on his face to try and get a few more minute of sleep before his Aunt came storming though his door. Soon enough the thundering foot steps approached.

"Are you up yet?" get up and take that bird outside then clean the house." A squeaky voice shouted from outside the door, his aunt gave one more loud tap before storming off into the kitchen.

"this must be a nightmare." Harry muttered sleepily, cleaning the house on a Sunday morning? That is child slavery he thought to himself as he dressed slowly and walked into he kitchen. His uncle as usual sat on the table reading his newspaper, his head raised up the instant Harry walked in.

"Sleeping in again are you boy?" he said in a nasty voice, "I want you to take that bloody bird outside and air out this entire house, it's starting to smelly like a bloody bird house." Uncle Vernon finished with drools fling everywhere.

Harry scratched his head and took a sniff in the air. "I can't smell a thing the house smells fine to me, there is no need to lock Hedwig outside." Harry argued.

Uncle Vernon stood up fast, so fast that some people might think his is not over weight. "What...Did..You..Say?" He said each word slowly, with each passing second his face turned to the shade of purple. "Don't be smart with me boy or you will wish you were never born." Uncle Vernon face is so close to Harry that he could smell his breath.

"you are not getting anything to eat till you are finished Cutting EVERY BLOODY BLADE OF GRASS!" Uncle Vernon roared the last few words spraying Harry wet with his spit.

Harry walked outside his ears still ringing, wonder what's gotten in his pants Harry thought, he knew His uncle hated him but the wasn't never this angry at this time of day usually after work or at dinner when he temper gets turned up. But ever since he came back from Hogwarts this year his uncle have been more horrible then ever. Not that he cared in 1 more week he will be out of this house and back to Hogwarts with his friends. The hot sun burned his back, this early and it's already hot thought Harry, today is going to be a long day.

"So I heard dad screaming at you" said a voice behind him Harry turned around and saw Dudley and his gang of friends smirking at him.

"What are you up so early Dudley? Shouldn't you be in bed snuggling your teddy bear?" Harry snapped back, satisfied with himself as he saw Dudley face turned a shade of red. The diet is finally working for Dudley he was lost over 40 kg since the last time Harry saw him.

"you better get back to work slave or I will pound your bloody face to the ground." Dudley stormed up to Harry with his fist raised.

Harry pulled out his wand and pointed at him." Go ahead Dudley I swear I will curse you to a million pieces." Harry said though his teeth. The angry from Dudley face disappear and fear took over, with in seconds Dudley run inside the house followed closely by his gang. Harry knew he was going to tell his Uncle about this.

"Well better get back to work before uncle Vernon gets on my back again." Harry muttered before placing his wand back inside his pocket he walked up to the garage and opened the door, everything was covered in Dust, the Dudley never mowed their own lawn, they always hired someone else to do it. In the comer of the dusty garage Harry spotted the lawn mower. He stepped inside the air tasted stale. "Wonder when it the last time someone opened this doors" Harry muttered to himself.

Harry stepped over some Old cds on the floor and as he reached for the lawn mower something caught his eyes. An unseen force made him stop. As if his hand got a mind of it's own Harry opened a draw from a old dusty table. Inside was a butch of papers.

"Um what is all this?" Harry asked himself as he shuffled though the papers some dating back to as long as the day he was born. Harry held up a ink smeared paper and read the first line. His brain stopped working, his eyes stared blank into space, what does it all mean? Could it be? Not it couldn't possible , it just can't. Harry felt panic raise in his chest. He scanned the letter again before he heard a voice that made him jump.

"Hurry up Boy I want that lawn mowed now!" Uncle Vernon scream from the house.

Harry quickly stuffed the letter back into the draw.

Harry lay on his bed, his brain still trying to get over the shock. It is then that it clicked he must go back into that garage he must read that letter again, and all the other letters in there. He must find out the truth....