Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter- that belongs to JKR and I don't own Amy Madison- she belongs to the god Joss Weadon.
Harry sat on the edge of his bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. Today was his sixteenth birthday and so far the only thing he had gotten from his friends was a letter saying that he would soon be picked up by his 'guard' to go to Grimmuald place.
"I hate them" He whispered quietly to himself.
Getting off his bed Harry walked over to his chest of drawers, on top of them was a cage and within it was a small brown rat.
"I'll change you back Amy, I promise and then we'll show that old fool and his 'order' what magic really is" Harry Potter picked up the old cage and smiled to himself.
They'll get what's coming to them.
A/N: Sorry this is so short hopefully next chappie will be longer