This is my first fic and I hope you like it! Please review so I know what I doing wrong and if I'm even doing good! Well Go on
and hopefully you will be waiting for more and more! Although I don't promise another chapter soon...:D
~*~NOTICE: OKAY I really kept messing up the story line so it was TOTTALY screwed up...so I fixed ALOT of things from my
last one and redid the plot and YEAH so finally I think I have a good story line, the beginning is the same as the last one but
at the part near the letter its CHANGED!!! Ugh hope ya like it!~*~
Disclaimer-ALMOST everything is J.K. Rowling's I just made some stuff up...yeah
~*~Chapter 1. No more~*~
It was the day before Harry Potter's 16th birthday and was mid summer as sunlight poured into his room. His
midnight black hair had grown longer than last year, and was almost to his earlobe. Last year, a lot of things happened to
Harry. The one person he loved the most, died, and he had to either kill, or be killed. Harry never wanted to go back to
Hogwarts. He wanted to forget being a wizard. For the past five years at Hogwarts, Harry had been at near death each year.
Even the most powerful wizard in the world wanted him dead. He had a scar to prove it. His lightning bolt on his forehead
had been there ever since the most powerful wizard, Lord Voldemort, had killed his parents and tried to kill him.As far as
Harry thought, he had nothing left for himself. "Why do I even go back?" Harry wondered. He thought of all the crazy things
that happened to him. Harry had battled snakes, dragons, spiders, and of course, Lord Voldemort. He was fed up with
everything.
Harry glanced into the mirror and sighed. He saw a very skinny but tall boy. "Big one six. Too bad Siri- " he
choked. "Sirius," He whispered again. Harry looked down at his trunk and began to pack for Hogwarts, but as he did so,
something shined in his eye. He looked inside his trunk. Harry saw some books, a robe belt, and a piece of a broken mirror.
Harry choked back tears and picked up the piece. It was a part of the mirror that his,godfather, Sirius,gave him. Harry
flashed back in his memory when Sirius had died. Harry didn't do anything to save him. Suddenly Harry felt a surge of anger
to Dumbledore. "Dumbledore could have told me why I had to take Occlumency, he could have helped save Sirius." Last
year Harry had to take occlumency so Lord Voldemort would not tempt him to go down to the Ministry of Magic, but Harry
never got to finish his lessons and for not finishing, Harry's godfather ended up dead. He shook his head,and looked into
the broken mirror. He saw himself, but in pieces. Harry clutched it in his hand until he had cut himself and threw the mirror
against the wall.
"HARRY!" yelled his uncle, Vernon, "GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Harry closed his hand with the cut and slid
downstairs. He scanned his uncle.A large man, with barely any hair now, and stubby fat fingers. He was the worst man to get
on his bad side with, but he was scared of Harry and thought he would do magic on him. Last year Harry almost got expelled
for doing magic outside of school grounds, and Harry wished he had gotten expelled. For then, nothing bad would have
happened at school. Harry's aunt stood behind her husband with her lips pursed. She unlike Harry's uncle, was a skinny
petite lady. Very bony, yet tall.
"What?" Harry said gloomily.
"Who sent THIS?" Harry's uncle shuffled back and pointed to a letter with a present, which was torn and
damaged.
"Ooh Dudlykins it's okay! We will buy you something too!" Harry's aunt, Petunia, said as she hugged her son. Dudley,
Harry's cousin, stared at the present angrily, but eagar to open it himself. "Erm...I don't see what's wrong," Harry growled.
Vernon looked at Harry about to blow his head off. "THIS," Vernon yelled, "IS ADDRESSED TO YOU!" Harry stepped forward
slowly and glanced at the letter in awe. He ran his fingers across it and lifted it to get a closer look. His mouth dropped."Is
this suppost to be a joke?!" Harry whispered angrily. "I DON'T know you tell ME, idiot!" Vernon yelled, his face was purple
with anger and rage. He clearly was past his temper.
"IT BETTER NOT BE FROM ONE OF YOUR...FRIEND THINGS!"
"MY FRIENDS AREN'T THINGS! MAYBE YOU ARE ONE BUT
THEY AREN'T!" Harry grabbed the present and letter before he could hear his punishment, ran up to his room, and locked
the door.
Harry threw his present on his bed, sat on a chair and stared at the letter in his hand. He read, and reread the to
and from. "It...just can't...be...," Harry whispered in disbelief. Harry rolled his eyes."It's probably just a sick joke." He
swallowed hard, then broke the seal. Harry scanned the letter quickly and then stared at the letter. He then went back to the
top and read it slowly, all over again.
Dear Harry,
The Order and I have been planning something for a long time and
there is a way you might POSSIBLY be able to live with me. Now don't get your
hopes up boy because it may not be possible....
Harry stared at what he had read so far.
...You see there is a little girl who has lived with deatheathers her whole life and
we think she might be able to help us. So we plan on "taking" her but she needs
a place to live. So the Order was thinking she could come live with me, but I don't
think that would be too great. So thats where you come in! You can come live with
me and of course her. Well we don't know if it will happen but it might.
Love,
Sirius
There was a loud crash downstairs, and Harry dropped the letter to run out of his room to see what it was. He
crept downstairs and looked at what had happened. Petunia looked like she had fainted, while Dudley was huddled up with
Vernon in the corner. The kitchen table had broken in half and the Dursleys' breakfast had fallen on the floor. There were a
few papers on the floor, but most everything else was perfectly fine. Harry also noticed what looked like a small bundle in the
corner. Harry stared at it hard trying to figure out what it was. Then he noticed, it was a little girl. She had long brown hair
and a small little face. Then Harry glanced at the fireplace.Right in front of the fireplace, facing each other, were two people.
One of them was Tonks. Her wand was directly at the other, a hooded figure's,chest. While the other person, who Harry did
not recognize, was pointing his wand directly at Tonks' throat. She swallowed hard.
"TONKS!" Harry yelled.
"Harry stay away from here, run! I'll protect the others just run, NOW!" Tonks never took her eyes from the hooded
figure.
Harry ran upstairs into his room and threw everything out until he found his wand. He grabbed it and ran downstairs again.
"EXPE- " He was cut off.
"HARRY DON'T! JUST RU- " Tonks froze.
A green spark flew from the hooded figure's wand to Tonks' throat.Tonks choked and fell onto the floor. Her wand dropped
and blood dripped from her mouth. Harry ran to Tonks and stared at her.
"Don't die, please Tonks, don't die," Harry whispered.
Tonks pointed to the girl, "S..a..ve........h......er..."
There was a pool of blood near Tonks' head. Harry stood up and looked at the figure. Rage pumped through Harry's blood.
Harry faced the hooded man and pointed his wand straight at him while kicking the guy's wand out of his hand. With Harry's
free hand, he quickly took off the hood from the man.
"LUPIN?!?" Harry stared at him not able to believe his
eyes.
and hopefully you will be waiting for more and more! Although I don't promise another chapter soon...:D
~*~NOTICE: OKAY I really kept messing up the story line so it was TOTTALY screwed up...so I fixed ALOT of things from my
last one and redid the plot and YEAH so finally I think I have a good story line, the beginning is the same as the last one but
at the part near the letter its CHANGED!!! Ugh hope ya like it!~*~
Disclaimer-ALMOST everything is J.K. Rowling's I just made some stuff up...yeah
~*~Chapter 1. No more~*~
It was the day before Harry Potter's 16th birthday and was mid summer as sunlight poured into his room. His
midnight black hair had grown longer than last year, and was almost to his earlobe. Last year, a lot of things happened to
Harry. The one person he loved the most, died, and he had to either kill, or be killed. Harry never wanted to go back to
Hogwarts. He wanted to forget being a wizard. For the past five years at Hogwarts, Harry had been at near death each year.
Even the most powerful wizard in the world wanted him dead. He had a scar to prove it. His lightning bolt on his forehead
had been there ever since the most powerful wizard, Lord Voldemort, had killed his parents and tried to kill him.As far as
Harry thought, he had nothing left for himself. "Why do I even go back?" Harry wondered. He thought of all the crazy things
that happened to him. Harry had battled snakes, dragons, spiders, and of course, Lord Voldemort. He was fed up with
everything.
Harry glanced into the mirror and sighed. He saw a very skinny but tall boy. "Big one six. Too bad Siri- " he
choked. "Sirius," He whispered again. Harry looked down at his trunk and began to pack for Hogwarts, but as he did so,
something shined in his eye. He looked inside his trunk. Harry saw some books, a robe belt, and a piece of a broken mirror.
Harry choked back tears and picked up the piece. It was a part of the mirror that his,godfather, Sirius,gave him. Harry
flashed back in his memory when Sirius had died. Harry didn't do anything to save him. Suddenly Harry felt a surge of anger
to Dumbledore. "Dumbledore could have told me why I had to take Occlumency, he could have helped save Sirius." Last
year Harry had to take occlumency so Lord Voldemort would not tempt him to go down to the Ministry of Magic, but Harry
never got to finish his lessons and for not finishing, Harry's godfather ended up dead. He shook his head,and looked into
the broken mirror. He saw himself, but in pieces. Harry clutched it in his hand until he had cut himself and threw the mirror
against the wall.
"HARRY!" yelled his uncle, Vernon, "GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Harry closed his hand with the cut and slid
downstairs. He scanned his uncle.A large man, with barely any hair now, and stubby fat fingers. He was the worst man to get
on his bad side with, but he was scared of Harry and thought he would do magic on him. Last year Harry almost got expelled
for doing magic outside of school grounds, and Harry wished he had gotten expelled. For then, nothing bad would have
happened at school. Harry's aunt stood behind her husband with her lips pursed. She unlike Harry's uncle, was a skinny
petite lady. Very bony, yet tall.
"What?" Harry said gloomily.
"Who sent THIS?" Harry's uncle shuffled back and pointed to a letter with a present, which was torn and
damaged.
"Ooh Dudlykins it's okay! We will buy you something too!" Harry's aunt, Petunia, said as she hugged her son. Dudley,
Harry's cousin, stared at the present angrily, but eagar to open it himself. "Erm...I don't see what's wrong," Harry growled.
Vernon looked at Harry about to blow his head off. "THIS," Vernon yelled, "IS ADDRESSED TO YOU!" Harry stepped forward
slowly and glanced at the letter in awe. He ran his fingers across it and lifted it to get a closer look. His mouth dropped."Is
this suppost to be a joke?!" Harry whispered angrily. "I DON'T know you tell ME, idiot!" Vernon yelled, his face was purple
with anger and rage. He clearly was past his temper.
"IT BETTER NOT BE FROM ONE OF YOUR...FRIEND THINGS!"
"MY FRIENDS AREN'T THINGS! MAYBE YOU ARE ONE BUT
THEY AREN'T!" Harry grabbed the present and letter before he could hear his punishment, ran up to his room, and locked
the door.
Harry threw his present on his bed, sat on a chair and stared at the letter in his hand. He read, and reread the to
and from. "It...just can't...be...," Harry whispered in disbelief. Harry rolled his eyes."It's probably just a sick joke." He
swallowed hard, then broke the seal. Harry scanned the letter quickly and then stared at the letter. He then went back to the
top and read it slowly, all over again.
Dear Harry,
The Order and I have been planning something for a long time and
there is a way you might POSSIBLY be able to live with me. Now don't get your
hopes up boy because it may not be possible....
Harry stared at what he had read so far.
...You see there is a little girl who has lived with deatheathers her whole life and
we think she might be able to help us. So we plan on "taking" her but she needs
a place to live. So the Order was thinking she could come live with me, but I don't
think that would be too great. So thats where you come in! You can come live with
me and of course her. Well we don't know if it will happen but it might.
Love,
Sirius
There was a loud crash downstairs, and Harry dropped the letter to run out of his room to see what it was. He
crept downstairs and looked at what had happened. Petunia looked like she had fainted, while Dudley was huddled up with
Vernon in the corner. The kitchen table had broken in half and the Dursleys' breakfast had fallen on the floor. There were a
few papers on the floor, but most everything else was perfectly fine. Harry also noticed what looked like a small bundle in the
corner. Harry stared at it hard trying to figure out what it was. Then he noticed, it was a little girl. She had long brown hair
and a small little face. Then Harry glanced at the fireplace.Right in front of the fireplace, facing each other, were two people.
One of them was Tonks. Her wand was directly at the other, a hooded figure's,chest. While the other person, who Harry did
not recognize, was pointing his wand directly at Tonks' throat. She swallowed hard.
"TONKS!" Harry yelled.
"Harry stay away from here, run! I'll protect the others just run, NOW!" Tonks never took her eyes from the hooded
figure.
Harry ran upstairs into his room and threw everything out until he found his wand. He grabbed it and ran downstairs again.
"EXPE- " He was cut off.
"HARRY DON'T! JUST RU- " Tonks froze.
A green spark flew from the hooded figure's wand to Tonks' throat.Tonks choked and fell onto the floor. Her wand dropped
and blood dripped from her mouth. Harry ran to Tonks and stared at her.
"Don't die, please Tonks, don't die," Harry whispered.
Tonks pointed to the girl, "S..a..ve........h......er..."
There was a pool of blood near Tonks' head. Harry stood up and looked at the figure. Rage pumped through Harry's blood.
Harry faced the hooded man and pointed his wand straight at him while kicking the guy's wand out of his hand. With Harry's
free hand, he quickly took off the hood from the man.
"LUPIN?!?" Harry stared at him not able to believe his
eyes.
