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Chapter one

"Ugh. How can anyone sleep through all this noise?"

Harry woke up to a buzzing sound, and looked sideways at his alarm clock. He groaned, realizing it was only 7:37, and then sighed because in a few hours he would be leaving the Durslys, and he hoped he would never have to come back to his family again. He was already counting the minutes.

Harry realized the buzzing sound was his Uncle Vernon once again attaching bars to the outside of his window. When he moved to leave his room in order to demand why, Harry found the door locked from the outside.

It was two days ago that Harry heard Uncle Vernon screaming from the kitchen Vernon

"Get this ruddy owl away from me!"

Harry ran down the stairs and when he saw the bird pecking his uncle he held in a laugh, and moved to collect the letter from the bird, but it seemed not to care that he was there, it only seemed interested in Vernon .

"You have to take the letter from her" Harry said with a hint of laughter his to his uncle who snatched the letter off the bird's leg and threw it on the floor. The bird picked up the letter and began charging at uncle Vernon who started to run away

Harry was starting to wonder what could have been so important that the bird wouldn't just leave the letter in the table like most do.

Then he spotted the Hogwarts crest on the letter.

Harry walked across the room and took the letter from the angry bird's mouth and handed it to the overweight man.

"You need to open it, it is addressed to you."Harry attempted not to sound smug, seeing that the bird had bitten the man's hand.

"I'm not opening that letter; the last letter I opened got me stuck with you for 17 years of my life, wasted years! All you have accomplished in your miserable life is to eat our food and take up space, not to mention that you allow zoo creatures into my house!"

Knowing what would happen to him if he didn't hold his tongue Harry responded, "If you don't read the letter the bird will never leave and Dumbledore will only send more and more until the neighbors notice and call the police."

A look of horror crossed his face as he took the letter and began to read it aloud.

Dear, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley

My name is Albus Dumbledore, I am writing to you because I would like inform you that due to the fact that Harry will be turning of age in three days time, a team of order members will be arriving at 12 noon on Harry's birthday to bring him to his new residence. I would also like you to know that you will never see him again unless by some chance Harry will someday choose to visit, You should by now be aware that being related to harry has its dangers. At one o'clock on July 31 you and your family will lose the magic that has protected you from dark wizards entering your home.

Good luck

Albus Dumbledore

Vernon just stared at the letter for a moment.

"That fool doesn't even know when a boy becomes a man does he?" Vernon stated boldly, trying to regain some dignity.

Harry glanced at his aunt and cousin. He wondered how long they had been in the room. Then turned back to glare at Vernon.

"In my world we become adults at seventeen not eightteen, and Dumbledore is no fool" Harry said, defending the wise man.

"And if I were you I would run … these men killed my father," he said liking at Petunia" and your sister and when I leave no one will protect you" Petunia looked as if she were going to cry.

"Don't you threaten us boy" said Vernon

"It's no threat it's a fact. They have gone after almost everyone I love and regardless of how you have treated me you are the only family I have left, and they will come after you so if I were you I would run."

And with that Harry turned and left the Durslys standing in his dust he had gone upstairs and packed his bag just in case the order came early.

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So here he was, locked in his room. It was only a matter of time until the order would be here and anything that the Muggles did to keep him here would be pointless. The Durslys had made it clear that they thought keeping him in the house, even against his will, they could not be harmed, and apparently they forgot they were dealing with wizards.

"10:22," He said out loud, locked in his room alone

He glanced over to his trunk, full to the brim with everything he owned. At the top were books from school and letters he had received from friends over his six summers since starting Hogwarts.

He saw the letter he had received from Ron three weeks ago.

"As purebloods who had aligned themselves, not only with Muggleborns and half-bloods, but with Dumbledore himself, the Dark side considered the Weasley family to be blood traitors, and as such, they had all been split up for safety. Ron had gone to live with Charlie in Romania and Ginny to some pureblood relative."

"While In Romania, Ron had met a girl, one of the dragon catchers' daughters." He described her black hair and hazel eyes. It had been the most he had ever seen Ron write about anything. He had gone on for pages about dates they had gone on and how beautiful she was. He said that he was in love.

Good for him.

Harry looked back at his stack of letters. There was the one from Dumbledore, telling Harry he had inherited the Black house when his godfather died, but Harry was not looking forward to living there.

Time was going so slow.

10:30, he noted looking at his watch

He sighed. It wouldn't be long before he could leave this prison. Glancing back down at his stack of letters he once again got hit with a wave of guilt as he did almost every time he thought of Hermione.

There had been an attack on the Granger house hold. Four of Voldemorts best death eaters had bad burst into the house and triggered the alarms, alerting the Order. Three were captured, but the identities were unknown to Harry. Hermione, in her hysterics had erased her parent's memories. They would never remember they had had a daughter. To their knowledge, they were both widowed and had met and fallen in love on a couples cruse and were on their honeymoon, traveling the world under new names.

In her letter she sounded happy. Whether it was for Harry's benefit or not he didn't know. She was staying at headquarters with the Weasley parents

Harry opened the creased letter,

Dear Harry,

How is your summer? I hope your family is treating you well. I haven't received any responses from you. I must say I'm quite worried. I have missed you so much this summer. We're planning a birthday party for you; it's going to be great I promise. Thank you again for letting me stay in your house. I'm making good use of your library here; you wouldn't believe some of the spells we can utilize against the death eaters. I'm making a list; we must practice them when you get here. I have found a secret room in this house it's an armory behind a book shelf in the library it's perfect because no one would expect to bother me in here. I'll show you as soon as you get here. Have I mentioned how much I have missed you? I have been so lonely since coming here. Has Ron told you about his girlfriend? It seems like everyone is happy right now but me, I hope the peace lasts a while longer.

Love,

Hermione

Harry felt guilty about her parents, about not answering her letters, and about her being lonely

But harry knew he could have done nothing to help her parents while he was locked up in this house. And he could not send out any responses, because there have been bars on his windows, but in a few hours he can help her loneliness.

He was still looking at the letter when he heard a click of the lock on the outside of the door. He looked up, fully expecting that the order came early. But it was Petunia standing there looking nervous and as if she had been crying .Harry had never seen his aunt cry or look nervous. Regardless of how this woman had treated him she looked as if she had something she needed to get out harry motioned for her to come sit she look relieved for a second. She sat.

"I wanted to talk to you before you left "she said trying to be strong

Harry just nodded she continued

"You never knew your parents and I won't pretend that I knew your father but I knew Lily." She smiled slightly

"She was my best friend and I looked up to her. Did you know she was older than me?"

Harry had always assumed that his mother was younger then the woman sitting in front of him. Harry shook his head.

"She was a beautiful person. She got our grandmother's red hair and our father's green eyes. I wound up with brown eyes and brown hair. I used to follow that girl around everywhere; we were inseparable until her eleventh birthday, when she got her letter." She opened a shoe box harry had just realized she had brought in, and pulled out an old letter. His mother's Hogwarts letter. Harry took it and stared at it. He never had anything of his mother's but his eyes. He looked up gratefully. He could tell she wasn't done.

"Your mother gave me that letter the day she left for Hogwarts. She promised me that I would get mine when I turned eleven and to hold onto it until then. I never got my letter. "

"Lily tried to get me in to that school. She told me she begged, but they would not let me go and every year she left me to go to that school. And I stayed home to go to public school."

Harry couldn't believe he felt bad for this woman, but he did

"I looked forward to her graduation for seven years waiting for her to come home, so things could go back to normal. But she didn't come home she moved in with that potter boy and announced she was to be married. Our mother was unbelievably happy. She gave Lilly her ring to wear and they were married at the church down the street."

Harry had always assumed they had a magical wedding

Once again petunia opened the box and pulled out a black velvet box and handed it to harry , he tried to look inside the shoe box but petunia gave him a stern look and harry couldn't help his lips curling a bit upwards . He looked at the velvet box but didn't open it.

Petunia kept talking "I met Vernon and married him within three months of your parents wedding I thought that would bring us closer together. I became pregnant and 4 months later so was lily. She would visit once a week and we could compare our pregnancies." She opened the box and pulled out a Muggle print of the two very pregnant woman they were both beautiful.

"After my son was born, Vernon said he did not want Dudley near magic, I gave in barely saw lily after that. You were born and I saw you green eyes like Lily, the first thing I saw you do was make your binky float to you. I knew you were magical. My son had shown no signs of any magic just as I hadn't I been angry, so I left your mother's house and never saw her again." Tears were streaming down her face

"I couldn't see past the magic all my life I was jealous of her and now even my son didn't add up "

"Halloween came it was always her favorite day since she found out about her abilities and it was always the day I thought of her the most "

"The doorbell rang and you were there with a letter saying that my big sister had been murdered by magic, the one thing I always wanted. I begged Vernon, begged him to let me keep you, you were all I had left of her. I told myself that day that I would do anything I could to stop the magic from forming within you. I hated you and loved you equally harry this is a box of things that were left to me in lily's will diaries, letters ,the ring and some pictures it should have been given to you a long time ago and I'm sorry."

To Harry's surprise she hugged him crying repeating that she was sorry over and over when she was done she stood up and pulled herself together. As she turned to leave she looked at Harry, and said, "When you find love like your mother did, and give that ring to the woman you want to spend your live with, I would like to be there at the wedding as your mother should have been able to. I'm so sorry about everything."

Harry found his voice and said two words that meant the world to Petunia

"Thank you"