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LOVE: DENIED CHAPTER 1: Sweet Dreams Harry & Nightmares

In the smallest and tiniest bedroom of number four privet drive- a very ordinary looking house slept a very extraordinary boy. A boy who looked no different than any other teenager but had accomplished feats that not even many adults would dream about in their life times let alone do it by their sixteenth birthday. For Harry Potter had defied Lord Voldemort the most terrible and inhumane human being to walk the planet. However right now Harry was having sweet dreams.

Harry was clearly aware that he was dreaming but the dreams were so nice that he did not want to get up from them so he continued dreaming longingly about Hogwarts. It's castles, the great lake, and the classes. Just about everything about Hogwarts beckoned Harry towards it. Everything about his school, he felt was wonderful maybe except Malfoy and Snape. Suddenly the dreams started shifting and with a tug he found himself back in the department of mysteries fighting death eaters, watching Sirius fall through the veil and his cursing Bellatrix Lestrange. The scene again shifted and he found himself in Dumbledore's office where he heard the prophecy.

Quite suddenly harry woke up to his Aunt's incessant rambling on the Door. He could hear her shouting at the top of her voice commanding him to tend to the bacon and toast with the warning that he would do well if he made sure that he did not burn them.

Drowsily and slowly Harry got up from his bed ignoring the constant prickly feeling in his scar. He knew Voldemort was trying to get into his mind but he found that since he was aware of the fact that Voldemort was trying to get in he found that he could stop him. That did not mean that Voldemort would give up. What did concern him when he saw all the letter piled up on his bed was that even though last night he had received his Hogwarts Letter and his O.W.L results both of which he hadn't yet opened. There were no letters from his friends Ron and Hermione. Not only that but he had written each of them a dozen letter but no replies came. This was very disturbing indeed. He was wondering what was going on. But decided to sleep on it. He would get his answers anyway on the Hogwarts express.

He went downstairs and started to make Bacon and eggs making sure not to burn them. After he had played waiter cum cook and served his relatives he fixed himself a toast and started munching all the time thinking about the upcoming year and the prophecy to defeat Voldemort.

After finishing breakfast he started on his daily chores and went back to his room dead tired from all the work. However all the extra work had been doing him some good. He was no longer the scrawny little kid that he was in his first year. Now however when he looked at himself in the mirror he saw a handsome young man with a well-toned body and muscles at exactly the right places. So much so that Dudley's hand me down clothes fight him to size.

He was about to take out some books from under the loose floorboard beneath his bed when he noticed the as yet unopened letters from the school and his O.W.L Results.

Persuading himself to get the worst out of the way as fast as possible he decided to open his O.W.L results first.

Ordinary wizarding level results for Mr. Harry Potter.

Defence Against the Dark Arts: - O

Transifguration: - O

Charms: - O

Potions: - O

Herbology: - A

Care of Magical Creatures: - E

Divination: - T

History of Magic: T

Astronomy: - A

Harry started feeling a bit weak in the legs. 7 O.W.L.s was excellent and now he could even take up Potions to become an Auror. Harry was so overjoyed that there was a blissful smile on his face. He couldn't contain himself and started dancing around the room, until he finally gained control over himself. As soon as he had calmed himself down he began to think how happy Sirius would be if he could have seen him now. Slowly tears of sadness started to escape his eyes and he began to cry softly. Images of his helping Sirius escape from Azkaban Prison started to play in his minds, his thoughts wandered over the brief time he had spent with Sirius. By now tears started gushing out of his eyes, until he slowly very slowly pulled him self together as he remembered Sirius' Letter that he had gotten on the first day back from school.

Dear Harry.

Well if you are getting this letter than I suppose I am dead. I just hope that I died fighting for the cause that I believed in. Anyway I am leaving half of all my money to you as well as my house. The other half of my money shall to Remus. Harry one more thing if you ever need a father figure in your life please do not hesitate to go to Remus. He loves you as much as I do. He will always be there for you if you need him. Before I close this letter I want you to take this as my last wish. No matter what anyone says you will not brood over my death live your life to the fullest, make the most out of it. Do that and I will be able to look back in your parents' faces and say that I, at least partially full filled my duty as Godfather.

S.B

Suddenly his eyes lit up with a deep passionate sort of fire and that night before he went to bed the only thought going through his mind was don't worry Sirius I won't let you down I promise.

To be continued…

Author's notes: - Please Read and Review. I hope you people like it. I know this was a sentimental and nothing important happened but then a story cant start right off with a BANG can it. If you have any queries leave it on the Review Board I will answer them in my next chapter.