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Chapter One,
Goodbye!
Harry Potter is just a boy, or not! He is definitely is not a normal teenager. Harry Potter is a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and beginning his 7th year next September. His last year was somewhat of a disaster, what with Snape killing Dumbledore and all. But other than that is wasn't all bad. He got to know his headmaster a little more. Harry had always looked up to the old man, he saw the headmaster like a grandfather. Now he regretted that he didn't have the chance to tellhim. He was gone and he would never come back, there was not much that Harry knew of the headmaster, but he knew he could not come back - the Avada Kedavra made sure of that.
Snape - it was all Snape's fault. That bastard killed him without remorse. Or was there something else? The sound of Dumbledore's voice... It wasn't right. Dumbledore had pleaded with Snape. But it didn't sound like pleading for his life. It was a nag for Harry, 3 days into the holidays, and every second of the day he thought about it.
'I got to find Snape. I will wrench the answer out of him,' thought Harry, 'But Hermione and Ron - What to do about them? I told them I would take them on the hunt for horcruxes. 'No I can't do that. Besides I'm not looking for them.'
Harry looked to the repaired alarm clock on his desk. 3.00. He threw his blanket off and got out of bed, quickly dressing and walked out of his room. Silently he walked down the stairs and stood in front of the cupboard under the stairs - his old bedroom, but now there were locks on them. Harry got out a key he had made at school and opened the locks. There it was - his trunk. It was full of his magical stuff. He pulled his trunk out of the cupboard and took it upstairs.
He opened his trunk, pulled out his wand, invisibility cloak, broom, backpack, some clothes and some parchment. He quickly wrote a note to both of his friends:
Hermione,
I'm going away for a while, to find myself again.
Please don't worry too much I'll be okay.
Keep Ron safe for me, I will be seeing you soon for our little "adventure".
Keep smart.
Love,
Harry.
Ron,
Heey mate just to let you know I'll be away for a while for myself.
Surely you'll understand, and don't worry to much.
I'll be fine. See you soon and keep Hermione safe.
Greets,
Harry.
He opened Hedwig's cage and took the snowy white owl on his shoulder. He grabbed his backpack and went downstairs. In the kitchen, he wrote a note to Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia,
I'm gone forever and will no longer call this place home, so the blood wards will no longer be in place and therefore you will be in danger. I suggest you to leave and get out of the country.
I'm grateful that you kept me in for all these years, even if you hated to have had me.
Harry.
He turned around and walked out of the door. In the front garden, he turned his head to the owl on his shoulder. "Hedwig, please go to Ron's house to give them the letters. Hermione will be there as well," said Harry. He was going to miss his owl. Hedwig nibbled his ear and took off.
Harry grabbed his firebolt and cloak and also took off. He hovered over the house for a last look at number 4 Privet Drive. He saw a glowing orb around the house, and then it crumbled. 'There are the blood wards going,' he thought, turned around, and left.
