A/N I own nothing, it all belongs to J.K.

Chapter 1 First Day Back

Harry was watching Sirius fight with Bellatrix wishing that there was some way he could help. Sirius had jumped up onto the platform where the mysterious black veil was. Harry watched as Sirius kept moving further and further backwards towards the veil. Then it happened Bellatrix hit Sirius with a spell and he fell backwards into the veil.

"Sirius," Harry woke up yelling, "no!"

Harry looked around and realized that he was back in his room at number 4 Privet Drive. He looked out the window and saw that it was still pitch black out and none of the neighbors lights were on. The feeling of anger Harry had crept back into his mind as he remembered it was his fault Sirius was dead. Harry was mad at himself for not listening to his teachers when they told him to learn Occlumency and for not listening when his friends asked him to get help from a teacher before going to the Ministry.

Then Harry remembered the Prophecy about him and Voldemort, One of us has to die, kill or be killed. Harry thought. Why me? Why did Voldemort have to choose me? Harry didn't like the thought but he was beginning to resent Neville, Harry didn't want to be the Boy Who Lived anymore. Harry laid back down in bed staring at the ceiling until he fell asleep.

The rest of the night Harry had the same nightmare of Sirius falling through the veil, and every time he woke up yelling and angry at himself. Finally, at eight in the morning when Aunt Petunia woke him up to start his chores Harry didn't have to worry about his nightmare anymore.

"Get up," Aunt Petunia yelled through his door, "you need to get down into the yard and start pulling weeds. When you are done you can have breakfast, you will then wash the dishes. After that I will give you more chores."

"Yes Aunt Petunia," Harry replied through gritted teeth.

Harry put on a pair of Dudley's hand-me-down pants and a shirt that was three sizes too big for him. Harry went down stairs and out the back door without saying a word to anyone. It took the better part of two hours for Harry to finish weeding the yard and when he was done because it was to late for breakfast Aunt Petunia made him weed the front yard. When he was finished she finally let him have lunch, a slice turkey lunch meet and a slice of cheddar cheese between two dry slices of wheat bread, and water to drink.

"When you have finished with the dishes," Uncle Vernon started to say as Harry nibbled on his sandwich not listening, "Boy, are you listening to me?"

"Answer him," Aunt Petunia said, "it may be acceptable for you to be rude at that freak school of yours, but while you are hear you will answer your uncle when he talks to you."

Harry who had heard Aunt Petunia talking still didn't answer, he just wanted to finish eating and get on with his chores.

"I said answer him!" Petunia shouted causing Harry, Vernon and Dudley to jump.

"Why should I," Harry snapped back, "no matter what I say it won't be the right answer for him! He will find some reason to put me or my parents or my Godfather down!" The more Harry yelled the redder his face got and his hair began to move as a slight breeze flowed through the house.

The Dursley's all turned pale white as Harry's temper flared. Uncle Vernon stood up out of his chair and pointed a stubby finger in Harry's face.

"Listen here, boy," Vernon said through his clenched mouth, "while you live here you will do what we tell you to, when we tell you to. And you will endure whatever comments we make about whoever we want, including your murdering Godfather and idiot Headmaster!"

It was now Harry's turn to stand up and yell at his uncle. When he stood up the breeze that had been blowing had become stronger. Harry knew he was close to using more uncontrollable magic cause by his anger but he didn't care.

"Sirius," Harry shouted, "was not a MURDERER!"

Uncle Vernon had jumped back as Harry finished yelling and lost his balance on his chair. Vernon fell backwards landing on the chair causing it to shatter into a hundred pieces. Harry smirked seeing his pig of an uncle laying on the floor and the wind died away.

At that moment a large brown barn owl flew in through the kitchen window. Great, I just got expelled for causing too much wind, Harry thought to himself. The owl landed in front of him on the table and held out his leg for Harry.

Harry untied the piece of paper from her leg. Once Harry had the letter in his hand the barn owl flew back out the window and left.

"Ah-Ha," Uncle Vernon exclaimed from the floor, "now you have done it! You won't be going back to that school ever again will you?"

Harry opened the letter and read it, fearing the worst.

Dear Harry,

I just wanted to say that I heard the wonderful news! Congratulations! Ron and Hermione say hello and congratulations too. I can't wait to see you Harry. Bye for now.

Love,

Ginny

Harry was both confused and happy by this news. He was confused because he had no idea what Ginny meant by the congratulations, but he was extremely pleased that he wasn't being expelled.

"No I am not being expelled," Harry said without looking at his uncle, "it is a letter from a friend."

Before Harry could say any more there was a loud crack accompanied by a bright red flash of light and a familiar song that made Harry feel much better than he had a minute ago. He looked into the living room and saw it flying straight at him Fawkes, Professor Dumbledore's pet Phoenix.