When Harry woke up with a start and looked at his alarm clock. He had been 16 for 1 hour and he hadn't even noticed it. He had been dreaming about Sirius' death over and over again. This had been the 7th time this summer. But this time he saw lord Voldermort with Bellatrix Lestrange. He had to write to professor Lupin immediately. This is what he wrote:

Dear professor Lupin:
My scar hurt tonight and I thought you should know about it. Normally is should hurt more often since he's back but this time it really hurt. What should I do? Please pass the message onto Dumbledore

Harry

When he was done he took Hedwig out of her care and tied it to her leg.

He tried going back to sleep but he couldn't. So he went to his bedside table and took out The one thing he knew would calm his mind.

Hagrid the gamekeeper and his friend at Hogwarts had given him a photo album in his first year at his wizarding school. It had pictures of his mother, father, & Sirius in it. He looked at the first page, which had a picture of him as a baby with his mum and dad. They were waving back at him joyfully.

Then on the next page was a picture of his mum and dad at they're wedding standing nearby were Remus Lupin and Sirius black. Next to them was the scum they used to call a friend Peter Pettigrew. Then he shut it. He had an idea.

He wrote to the one person who would understand it all. Severus Snape. Professor Snape was his least favorite teacher at Hogwarts but he specialized in Occlumency. He would know what to do. If he couldn't go to Dumbledore, Snape was the next best person.