Disclaimer: Yes! I am in fact J.K. Rowling! I'm only pretending to be a Harry Potter fan! This is what is actually going to happen in the 5th book! HAHAHHAHA! Right… I don't own any characters except for some, but I can't tell u who they r until u read about them so look at the other disclaimers at the top of each chapter.

A/N (about how I am building this fanfic):

Okay, now an explanation (if u don't feel like reading this just skip along to the story): The chaps here are rather (or very) long, I know they seem long but it's worth it! This is a fanfiction wrote in the most "by the book" (literally) way as possible. I'm just trying to make it as "real-like" as possible. Also, it will probably seem a little American written but that's just because the English I know is… American :o)

Can't tell u anything about who or what the curse holders are so don't ask, just read and please, please, PLEASE review! And feel free to e-mail me and tell me what u think at adimishnayot@hotmail.com thanks!

Tincerbel

Harry Potter and the Curse Holders

CHAPTER ONE

OWL FROM DUMBLEDORE

Huh!" A boy named Harry Potter woke up in dismay from a dreamless sleep. The boy, who used to be the shortest in his class, was now much taller than the last time he has seen his friends. His pitch-black hair was just as messy, but his light green eyes were different. Black circles were under them from lack of sleep, because of the many times he woke up in night from nightmares, and their usual spark wasn't there. It was gone for more than a month now, since that night on the hill.

Harry opened his eyes and glimpsed at the clock that lay on the bedside table. It was a little hard to see since he didn't have his glasses on but it was about three in the morning and everything was quiet and dark outside. From far away Harry heard Dudley, his cousin snoring. Just as he was thinking of going back to sleep he heard a tapping sound on the window.

'Now what?' He thought to himself and tried to ignore the noise, but when it didn't stop he suddenly remembered. It's three o'clock in the morning and just three hours ago he turned fifteen!

Harry sat up and put on his glasses. The room was in focus again and he got up to look out the window; it was an owl, sitting on the windowsill. Harry opened the window and was surprised to find not one, not two, but five owls rushing into his bedroom! One of them was his barn owl; Hedwig, who had two big parcels, tied to her feet. She looked exhausted. Harry hurried to untie the packages off her legs so she could rest. One was Pigwigen, Ron's tiny owl who was now hooting happily and zooming around the room. Harry was afraid he would wake the Dursleys but Dudley's snores where much louder. One owl was Errol, the old Weasley family owl who had now collapsed on the floor. Harry picked him up and carried him over to Hedwig's cage after untying a big package off his foot. The other owls where from Hogwarts, the first- a brown owl, the other- a golden one hooting with a serious expression on its face. He was the owl who always brought the letters that contained the list of books for the next year. Harry untied him and he flew out the window at once. When he finished untying all of the packages he opened his nightlight and looked at the six packages now lying on the floor. Harry picked one of them up: it was from Sirius, his godfather who managed to escape Azkaban, the wizard prison. Sirius was accused of killing 13 people in one curse. But two years ago, when he escaped, Harry, Ron, and Hermione found the truth about the whole thing and that he was innocent. Unfortunately, Dumbledore was the only one who believed them, Since the real murderer-Wormtail got away and they could never prove Sirius's innocents.

Harry opened the package, inside were a small box and a letter. He was curious to know what's inside the box but he decided to open the letter first. It read:

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday!

How are you? I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm with a friend, I'm safe.

I talked to Molly and she's going to invite you over soon.

Although everything is quiet for now be very careful!

And tell me if your scar hurts again or anything unusual happens. Sorry I can't write long,

Happy Birthday,

Sirius

Harry was glad to hear from Sirius but it made him quite worried. Why would Sirius want him to stay at the Weasleys all of the sudden when just at the end of last year when Mrs. Weasley suggested Harry would stay in their house the whole summer Dumbeldore insisted it's better for Harry to stay with the Dursleys? Maybe something's wrong… And then again of course something's wrong you idiot! Harry hit himself in the head. Voldemort, the most dangerous and powerful dark wizard of the last century, has regained strength and is with his old Death Eaters again! Not only that, but Voldemort was the wizard who murdered his parents and gave Harry a lightning shaped scar that made him known all over the wizarding world… But Harry pushed away these thoughts, as he did to the thoughts about the last time that he met Voldemort and the ones about Cedric… 'Right now there is nothing I can do about it' he said firmly to himself. Harry opened the little box, which came along with the letter. Inside were a small note and a brand new watch! He looked at the note, it said:

I thought you'd need this since

your old watch doesn't work anymore

Harry's old watch 'died' when he was in the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, when he had to swim into the school's lake to get Ron from the merpeople. He forgot to take his watch off and it got wet.

Harry took the watch and wore it on. It was perfect. Then he took the package that was on Errol's foot and the letter Ron, his best friend, sent him with Pigwigen. He opened the letter first and saw Ron's familiar handwriting.

Hi Harry, what's up?

We're giving Errol some pills, so he'll be stronger and healthier, I hope it works or I'm not sure he'll make it to your house, if he didn't come send me Hedwig fast!

Sirius talked to my mom and you're invited to stay for the last three weeks of the holiday and we'll meet Hermione in Diagon Ally on the last day. Don't you find it kind of weird that Sirius wants you visit us all of the sudden?

I hope everything's all right. Well, we were going to invite you over anyway so… How about we'll come to pick you up at 4:00pm on the 12th of August?

Send me a letter back to make sure the date is all right. By the way, my dad got a new car from the ministry so we won't have to travel by floo powder to get you. See you soon,

Ron

By the time Harry read the letter Errol regained his strength and he and Pigwigen were ready to go. Harry was a bit surprised at that but he guessed the pills Errol was given were just working really well, it used to take him much longer to regain enough strength in order to fly back.

The two of them flew out the window, Pigwigen in the lead and Errol way behind. Harry watched them leave and then returned to Ron's letter which he put on his desk. He opened the package that came with Errol. Inside was a book with a picture of a Quidditch match, the title was written in golden shiny letters. It said: "Quidditch World Cups."

Happy with his new book Harry opened a little note he found on the book, it said:

The book's great! (I couldn't help myself so I've read it, sorry).

I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did!

Harry smiled at the note; it was just like Ron. Then he went over the book for a couple of pages but he was too curious to know what the other letters said.

He picked up one of the packages from the floor and opened it. Inside were a little note and a bag. It was from Hagrid.

Harry could tell by the messy handwriting.

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday to you. How are you doing there with the Muggles? I hope everything there is good. I have sent you some home made toffees, I'm not so sure they're very good though cause I have to go from the School for some while. Don't send me a letter. See you in Hogwarts,

Hagrid

That was not exactly the perfect gift, Hagrid's home made toffees were more of home made rocks and if Hagrid himself said he was't sure they turned out that good… but Harry was just glad to get a letter from Hagrid and he knew he only meant well…

'Hagrid will be away?' Harry read the letter again in suspicion; Dumbledore must have sent him somewhere… He wondered whether it was the thing he and Madame Maxim discussed with Dumbledore at the end of last year.

He put the toffees Hagrid sent him away and opened the last package— Hermione's. He left the letter from Hogwarts aside.

Inside were what appeared to be a thin book in nice wrapping paper and on it a letter.

Dear Harry,

How are you? I talked to Ron and he told me about Sirius. It does seem odd, keep your eyes open! But don't worry too much after all it is your birthday! Do you remember how you said you're not connected enough to the wizarding world? Well, I registered you to the "Broom Post". It's a well-known sports magazine (in the wizard world of course). It has all the latest news about Quidditch games; new broom designs and you can win all sorts of prizes. I've read about it in the Daily Prophet. It comes once a month on Thursday. Well, I'll meet you and Ron in Diagon Ally on the last day before school. See you then,

Love,

Hermione.

Harry was thrilled. It would be so good to get a wizard sports magazine every month. He unwrapped his gift and looked at his first issue of "The Broom Post". On the cover was written in big silver letters: The Broom Post and little (moving) pictures of the articles by it.

He wanted to mail Ron, Hermione, Hagrid and Sirius back right away but Hedwig was still very tired from her flight and it was already four in the morning so he decided to put it all off till tomorrow. He put all the cards in the drawer inside his desk, turned off his night-light, took off his glasses and went to bed. He started to think but before he could remember about what, he was already fast asleep.

***

When Harry woke up again it was already 9:30; he got dressed and went down stairs to eat breakfast.

Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley where already there.

Uncle Vernon was reading a newspaper and covering his purple face with it. Aunt Petunia was cooking more breakfast and Dudley was eating up his breakfast like a pig. Dudley was still on a diet but it wasn't as bad as the last summer. Although Harry couldn't understand how it was possible Dudley has lost a lot of weight over the year, he was still quite big but not nearly as big as he used to be, he lost at least four belt holes.

"Hi." Harry muttered.

"Why are up so late?!" Growled Uncle Vernon as Aunt Petunia handed him a small amount of egg. As usual, non-of them said Happy Birthday to him not to mention a gift of any kind. Non of them actually talked to him more than what Uncle Vernon had said. Uncle Vernon was siting tight on his chair, reading his newspaper angrily. He was never happy when he read the newspaper and was always criticizing what the reporters wrote; Aunt Petunia was now eating her own breakfast and Dudley… eating of course…

Harry wasn't sure it was the right time to do it but he decided it's now or never and said: "I'm going to stay at Ron's for the last three weeks of the summer.'' He announced so it would sound as a fact and not as a question.

"Are those the people who were here last time?" Asked Uncle Vernon and gave Harry a sharp look. Sadly Harry nodded. He was afraid Uncle Vernon wouldn't let him go because of what happened last year; The Weasleys got to the house by floo powder… They accidentally broke down the fireplace wall when they tried to get in through the chimney… then George dropped some "Ton-Tongue Toffee" and Dudley who was on a massive diet back then picked one up and ate it, then his tongue got longer and longer…

"Well, tell them not to dare come through the chimney again or I'm calling the Cops!" Yelled Vernon. But Harry knew Vernon wouldn't do that. The last thing the Dursleys would want to do is get the whole neighborhood to know someone just appeared from inside their chimney…

"They won't," replied Harry happily. "They'll come in a car."

"Well good!" Said Vernon in an intimidating voice and returned to his newspaper.

Harry finished his breakfast and went up-stairs.

He wrote Hermione, saying thank you for the magazine, and asking her about a question he couldn't solve in Transfiguration. Ron; about being able to come over whenever, as long as it's soon and Sirius saying thank you for the watch and asking (in a causal sort of way) whether everything was okay. He wanted to send the letters but Hedwig still looked very tired so Harry decided to wait another day or so. He put the letters away and opened his copy of "The Standard Book Of Spells Grade 4" By Miranda Goshawk hoping he would finally finish his homework for the holiday. This, Divination, and Transfiguration were all he had left, and that was very little considering all the work he had to do through the summer. From a project he had in Herbology in which he had to grow a mosquito eating plant (which was rather difficult considering he had to hide it), to astronomy in which he had to watch Mars for a whole month to a three parchment roll project in Potions.

When he finished his homework about healing charms he sat down on his bed and went through "The Broom Post".

Two days later Harry decided Hedwig must have rest enough and she could probably carry two or three letters with no problem.

After dinner he went upstairs and tied the letters for Ron, Hermione and Sirius to Hedwig's legs. Hedwig gave him a look. It seemed she wasn't exactly in the mood to deliver 3 letters at once but Harry gave her a look back and opened the window, so she flew out.

"If you don't return soon go straight to Ron." He called after her as she drew away. It was getting dark and in less than a minute Hedwig was out of sight. Harry sat by his desk again to finish his homework in Divination, thinking 'Let's get this over with.'

But he couldn't. For some reason he was worried, something seemed wrong…'But what?'

He walked to the open window and looked out, everything looked normal; the street was quiet, as always… everything looked boring as usual. But suddenly Harry spotted a figure in the misty blue skies racing towards him. It was a huge falcon, Harry thought it must have been bewitched to reach that size. He stepped back from the window so that it won't hit him and the falcon flew in and landed on the windowsill. It was so big it could hardly fit in the window and Harry was afraid one of the neighbors will see it and call the fire department. It hooted once as if it was announcing the sender's name, waited quietly for Harry to take the letter that was clad under its beak and silently took off. Harry opened the envelope; it was a neat handwriting written in a rush.

That can't be good… He thought to himself.

It said:

Dear Harry James Potter,

Harry stopped and stared at the weird opening, 'Who would call me "Harry James Potter"? Maybe it's from Hogwarts? But then, why did they send such an unusual bird?' Hogwarts usually tried to hide the presence of owls. Puzzled, he went on:

I am truly sorry to disturb your summer holiday but this is extremely important and could not wait.

I have information on Voldemort's location; he is heading towards you. There is no need to panic, you are safe for now with your family but you have to be very careful and watch out for anything that seems suspicious. If anything unusual happens, if you had a dream or your scar hurts again, contact me immediately, your owl will know where to find me.

Now Harry was really puzzled…

I heard you were going to stay with someone (I will not write whom since I feel it would be dangerous if this letter fell in the wrong hands). And I talked to Padfoot about it, please write your friend you could not come on the set date. Do not mention why for the reason above. Again, I am sorry to disturb your holiday.

Yours truly,

Dumbledore

'It was Dumbledore… I should have guessed!' Harry sadly laughed as he read the line that said "There is no need to panic'. Yeah right! How could I possibly not panic?' Voldemort… heading north… towards him… Dumbledore himself had to write it because he was so worried… horrible thoupassed through Harry's mind. It reminded him of that night, maybe the worst night of his life… The night Voldemort rose once again in front of his very own eyes… the night Cedric was killed… Harry sat down on his bed and put his face in his hands, trying to think clearly and to push the horrible memories of that event away.

But, as expected— it didn't work; the hill covered with Death Eaters and Voldemort touching him in the face was still there, clearer than ever before.

Harry opened his eyes at once and got up so fast it made him dizzy. He walked around the room like a trapped lion in a cage. He felt so helpless in the muggle world, away from his friends and where he belonged. Like there is no one to protect him… or is there? Harry remembered that when Mrs. Weasley Asked Dumbledore if Harry could stay with them for the whole holiday he said no and Mrs. Weasley hinted that there is a reason to keep him home with the Dursleys. And now Dumbledore said that he is safe with his so called family…

Harry kept pacing from his bed to the door and again, trying to clear his head, trying to understand.

Why would I be protected with the Dursleys? He asked himself. How could they protect me from someone like Voldemort? Is there some magic protecting…

"HUH!" Harry stopped pacing at once. "But…" He sat on his bed and closed his eyes once more. As much as he didn't want to, he forced himself to try and remember that night on the hill last year, to remember what Voldemort told his supporters. For some reason he thought he reckoned Voldemort saying something about that. 'But what?' It was a little foggy but Harry remembered Voldemort said something about… what was it?

"Dumbledore… magic, to ensure the boy's protection…"

"…As long as he is in his relations' care…"

Yes! Exactly! Dumbledore cast a spell so that he'll be safe as long as he's with the Dursleys…

Then why would Sirius want me to visit the Weasleys all of the sudden? He thought unconvinced.

"Aaah… this doesn't make any sense!" he murmured and fell to his bed in desperation, feeling even more puzzled than before.

He read the letter from Dumbledore again, slower this time, as if there was something hidden he couldn't see before. But the letter didn't change… It said the same thing but when Harry finished the letter he saw there was something he missed: In the bottom there was a small arrow telling him to turn the page over. Harry was so nervous the first time he read it he didn't notice it.

He turned the page over and read:

P.S.- If you shall ever run across a friendly snake named

Simon looking for 'a place to crash at' please do not fear, he's harmless.

That's how he finishes a letter like that?! He laughed silently. Dumbledore always knew how to say something funny when the worst happens… or something childish when everyone's the most serious… But it always cheered him up and made him feel like it's going to be okay, because Dumbledore will know what to do.

Harry folded the letter and put it in the drawer beside his other letters. He sat at his desk and stared at the wall. What am I going to do? Oh! Forget it! No need to ponder so much about it now, you can't do anything while you're in here! Harry opened the drawer once again, took out a clean piece of parchment and wrote:

Dear Ron,

Hey, listen; I can't come to visit you right away as planned, because I kind of got a warning from someone (he told me not to mention his name in case this letter falls into the wrong hands).

I will come to visit you this summer but probably only for the last week or so. Sorry about that, I'll try to talk with Sirius about it and I'll see what's going on. If you hear anything about Voldem

Harry meant to write "Voldemort" but then he decided Ron wouldn't be too happy so he erased it.

You-Know-Who in the news or something, please tell me.

Harry

Harry folded up the letter, put it in an envelope and placed it on his desk so he'll remember to send it right away when Hedwig gets back. Then he went straight to bed and tried to fall asleep as fast as he could, so he wouldn't have to think.

END OF CHAPTER 1!

Well, here you are "Harry Potter and the Curse Holders"! I hope you enjoyed this 1st chap, much more to come! Now, ppl, I beg you to review! I don't care if you flame me or whatever just be honest and tell me what you think! (Or e-mail me at adimishnayot@hotmail.com) and also I would like to say Thank you: to Ivy (read her fanfics they're great!), thank u SO much for Beta-Reading this, without you the spelling and grammar of this thing would be horrible! And also to anyone who read it and gave me suggestions, Granger, TJ, the usual crowd…

Thank u for reading and please REVIEW!

Tincerbel.