Summary: Is the summer before his 6th year at Hogwarts and Harry is retrieve from his jail to live a summer full of adventures, travels back on time and to prepare himself for his destiny. All this thanks to a heritage gift 'the magic book'. HHr RL DG.

Disclaimer: They belong to JKR, I'm only playing.

It was summer in Surrey and everyone was in the street or in the pool having a good time everyone except a certain black haired boy who was sitting on the windowsill watching the world go by.

To everyone he was just an ordinary guy who was trying to refresh himself but on the inside he was nothing but ordinary. He was a wizard but not any wizard he was Harry Potter "the Chosen One" "The Boy Who Lived" although he only wanted to be Harry.

Ten minutes later he decided to go for a run. He had been training since the end of the year in Hogwarts after discovering that his destiny is to kill Voldemort. But that wasn't the real reason and he knew it. He started to train because after the death of Sirius Black, his godfather, he decided to not let anything like that to happen again. He would be devastated if something happened to any of his friends to be more exactly to a certain brunette best friend, Hermione Granger whom nearly lost last year. Every time he closes his eyes he returns to that day and sees her being hit with that purple curse again and again, and he can't breath, he can't think, he feels his world crumble around him, he's willing to die for her. He can't let anything happen to her and especially now that he found out that his feelings for her are more than platonic.

He was putting on his trainers when Hedwig came zooming through the window.

Hi girl! - said Harry giving her an affectional pat on the back - What do you have for me?

He took the letter, and while he was unrolling the parchment Hedwig flied to her peach to take a deserved nap.

Harry recognized the neat writing with only one look and started to read it while a smile started to appear on his face.

Dear Harry,

How are you? Ok stupid question. Hope your relatives are treating you right. I've talking with Dumbledore about you leaving the Dursley earlier this year and guess what! You can come to spend the rest of the summer at my place! What do you think? You want to come? Hope so.

I've already finished my school work did you started yours? It's ok if you didn't 'coz we can do it together if you come. Sorry I forgot to tell you that it will be the two of us alone because Ron is spending his summer with Luna (who would have thought about those two together.) Any way send Hedwig as soon as possible with your answer so we can pick you up tomorrow.

I miss you.

Love,

Hermione

By the time he finished the letter he was grinning from ear to ear. I can't believe it; I'm going to spend the rest of the summer with Hermione. The two of us, alone! Oh my! It's going to be great.

He picked a roll of parchment and started to write. When he ended he reread it.

Dear Hermione,

I would love to come. Can't wait to see you.

I miss you too.

Harry

He awoke Hedwig and sent her with the answer. He looked around and started packing when he was finished he started heading out when his uncle called him.

You! When the hecks are leaving? – growled Vermon.

Tomorrow – said Harry

Are those freaks picking you up?

No, a friend of mine is picking me up; her parents are dentist so they will come by car – lied Harry, the truth is that he didn't know how they will pick hi or who for that matter. He decided to forget all about it and went out of the house.

He started running. After three weeks of running his body now was well-built. His chest was firm, his arms were strong and his stomach was flat. He has changed so much since the beginning of the summer and everyone with a pair of eyes could see that.

After an hour of running he headed back home and once again in his room he started to do some push-ups.

He was nearly finished when Hedwig came back. He took the letter from her and started reading.

Dear Harry,

I can't wait to see you too. I'm so happy you want to come. I'll be picking you up tomorrow with my car. My parents are in USA for the summer so we will be alone. Oh by the way I'll pick you around 10 a.m.

Love,

Hermione

Alone! Completely alone! No parents no friends just the two of us! I'm starting to panic! His mind was working furiously. Get a grip Potter is not like she knows how you feel. Besides she would never feel that way about you. Why would a girl like her feel something for someone like you? He said to himself. She's perfect while I'm just a stupid brat who gets everyone he loves killed. It's ok if she doesn't love me back that way she won't die - he thought and the worst is that he believed what he said.

A/N: This is my first story I just hope you like it. Please review.