A/N: This is my very first fanfic and I really want advice so please review my story. If the reviews are good I'll write more. DO NOT READ THIS UNLESS YOU

HAVE READ GOF!!!! I edited this so, it should make a bit more sense.







Harry was still in shock over the events of the previous two weeks, Lord Voldermort, the most evil wizard of all time, had returned and was stronger that ever. As if that wasn't enough, the British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge refused to believe it was true. Harry could not believe how Fudge denyed it, when all signs pointed to it. Harry promised he best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger that he wouldn't worry about what could happen, but he couldn't help it there wasn't much else to do at the Dursley's.



Recently living with the Dursleys had taken a turn for the worse,(if that was possible),they had begun to ignore him completely. The Dursley's had never exactly paid a lot of attention to the Harry, speaking to him only if it was absolutely necessary but, now they didn't speak to him at all. Meal times were the worst part, Mrs. Dursley didn't even cook for Harry but, for Mr. Dursley and Dudley. So, Harry went to the kitchen and took his own food which he ate in his Bedroom.



Harry was lying on his bed trying to fall asleep but, he couldn't there was something bothering him but, what was it? It hadn't happened recently, maybe when Harry was in his first year at Hogwarts. He thought back to that first year and recalled asking Professor Dumbledore a question said he could tell Harry until he was older. What was the question? Harry fell asleep that night frustrated because he couldn't remember the question he had asked Dumbledore.

When Harry awoke the next morning he was still pondering Dumbledore's answer, what could Harry have asked him? He considered sending Hedwig to Ron and Hermione but, what good would that do, they weren't there when he had spoken with the professor. "As if I don't have enough to worry about." Harry grumbled to himself. Harry decided to sent Hedwig to Sirius but not mention his problem.



Dear Padfoot,

How are you? Are you with Moony and the others? What's going on with Riddle, have you found him yet? I need to get away from the Dursleys, living with them is impossible. No one has spoken one word to me since I arrived here. No matter what I do even Uncle Vernon refuses to scream at me, it's horrible. Can I please come and stay with you for the rest of the summer? Write back as soon as you can and let me know.



Love,

Harry



Harry re-read his letter he sounded kind of desperate, but then again he was. As he watched Hedwig fly out the window he heard screams of sheer terror coming from the Dursleys. Harry cautiously walked to the top of the staircase and peered down. He saw terrified looks on the faces of all three of the Dursleys and a man whose back was to Harry, and whose wand was pointed at the Dursleys. The man was shouting "Potter, Where is Potter?" Harry, his mind racing, dashed back to his room and grabbed his wand from his school trunk. He quietly hurried back to the top of the stairs where he aimed his wand at the man and shouted, "Stupify." The man froze in his tracks, he was stunned. Harry then shouted "Petrificus Totalus." The man fell face first as all of his limbs sprang together, he was under the full-body bind curse. Harry ran to the man turned him over and staring at him was the twisted, evil, frozen face of Wormtail, better known as Peter Petigrew.