Authors Note-most thing will not be explained for I am expecting people who read this fanfic to have read all six books. You will have to know the events such as the fight in the ministry of magic. Also I will not bother with details on people unless knew.

Disclaimer- Eva Saracrost and some other people are mine. The rest are J.K. Rowlings.


Harry stared at the pale, flattened peice of parchment right infront of him on his bed down at Privet Drive under the house of his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, them not being informed of what had happened at his school.. It had been three weeks after everybody had left and he had been quiet, in a down mood. Both had been sent by Ron Weasley, his best friend. Harry sighed, rereading the letter. It was bound to happen. The black-haired green eyed boy with a lightening scar on his head knew it was bound to happen, comferming his theory in his 6th year. It was just so odd. Ron was not a very good looking chap. Ron had orange hair and freckles plus he was so tall somebody could have mistaken him for a baby giant except for the fact his appearence made it perfectly clear that he was a wizard.

The parchment was so clean, so inoccent but what was contained in it was horrible for Harry. It could be the end of everything and the now only thing he held very dear to him. He friendship. Albus Dumbledore, a very strong wizard and the headmaster of his school, HogwartzSchool of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who had died last year becuase of the traitor Severus Snape, an ex potions/Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher who killed Dumbledore instead of Draco Malfoy, Harry rival in school. Now Draco has joined the Death Eaters to worship Lord Voldemtr, the most evil sorcerer of all time. Sirius Black, harry's gofather, had been killed by another Death Eater name Bellatrix Lestrange in a fight they had held in the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries. His parents killed when he was at age one by Voldemort personally. Harry looked blankly at the parchment. thiscould not be happened.

Dear Harry,

I know youhave been down since Dum-well you know who died but cheer up.He was a loss to us all. ButI have some veyr good news.Lots of good things have been happening. First of all the Pheonix has flown very high. Its being guided excellent(in other words more people have joined. Harry had raised an eyebrow, wondering how when Dumbledore was gone. He was after all the leader). Second, its amazing. Mum has finally gotten around to Fleur. They hug, and talk. I would have thought them snogging by now. Speaking of snogging, Ginny is sort of over you, mate. Sorry but shes gotten into this fellow whos Freds- I'll go to that later. Anyway the wedding will be huge. Ok, not the wedding but the number one important thing will be. Cake. Mum has been helping, Fleur for the first time allowing her. Bill,who gets fleas, loves steak,grown his teethand gothairier,has been bored out of his wits since he has been replaced. Mums better with details. Plus he isn't the only one who found somebody. It seems Fred found a girlfriend. She is nice, pretty, smart and everyone likes her(Harry knew this meant that so did Ron). Her name is Eva, short for Evaleine. Have you ever heard of that name. Hermione said it wasn't a British name, but the girl claims shes from here. Eva's eighteen and has dark black hair, blue eyes and palest skin you would have ever saw(a/n-eva is a character i roleplay who on a site dats fred weasley. i based her looks off of amy lee). I don't know how fred could have gotten her, Goerge is as jealous as hell. Ginny likes Eva a lot though, especially when she brought over her brother. You can imagine how that want. Drooling over the pig, she was. I swear you my sweet sister has turned into a skank.

Now for the really big news. Harry don't get angry, but Hermione has been spending time here witht he folks. Tonks, who is now with Lupin, suggested it. Said it was dangerous to live with muggle parents now. Well I asked the question. I hope you'll be happy, but now me and Hermione Granger are a couple. This will not get around school, Lavender will kill me. Don't remark, remember you did go out with my sister. I have got to go now but everyone here says hullo. Write back

Ron

Harry through the letter on the floor. he had no intention of writing back to Ron. Hermione Granger was another one of his best friends. She had brown hair that looked like it had been attacked something, brown eyes, and beaver teeth that has been cut but grown back somehow. Harry knew this would happen, why was he worrying. But hwat if they broke up or gottne into a fight. things could never be the same. What if they did, though? Harry hated himself. For being born. It was his fault that his parents died. That Sirius died. That Dumbledore died. Harry was called the 'Chosen One'. He was. The 'boy who lived', the gryffindor, was supposed to kill the now most powerful person on the Earth. that scar on his forhead, the one given to him at birth when his parents died to save him. Cursed with that lightening bolt on his head. People stare at him, thinking he will save them all. Nobody knew the pressure. Nobody understood.

Harry had to save the world.

Harry had to bring the peace.

Harry, a sixteen year old boy, killing someone ten times stronger then him.

There was no point in arguing like this. Everything was lost. Now Ginny was interested in someone else. It didn't matter, though. Everyone close was at risk. Becuase of him. Harry walked out of his room and went silently down the stares, but stopped as he heard somebody crying. Soon the crying was able to be recognized as Petunia's cry, Harry's horse faced aunt.

"There, there. Its ok," a soothing voice coming from Uncle Vernons mouth.Harry stayed on the third step from the bottom, confused. What was going on?

"Vernon, how can you be so ignorant?" Petunia snapped. It as hard to hear her through the tears. "Dumbledore is dead. He is gone. You don't know. You don't have anything to do with magic."

"Its no great loss," Vernon said. Harry closed his eyes for a second, wanting to go up to him and hit him hard on his big, fat nose. How could he say such a thing? Petunia was right, Harry's uncle was ignorant.

"Of course it is!" Petunia screamed. "Without Dumbledore he will be after me. This house cannot be safe anymore. He will be after to me to kill me! Dumbledore, was a good man. Strong. Able to protect and forgive. He forgave me, but not him!"

Harry scratched his head. Petunia giving Dumbledore compliments. Somebody after her. And what did she mean by 'you don't have anything to do with magic'? he had as much as she had, naerly none.

"Who, honey, who?" Harry could hear his uncle getting angry, ready to knock out anyone who would be after his wife. "Who wants to kill you?"

"V-v-voldemort," After this Harry stopped listening. This couldn't be, no. Why was he care about his muggle aunt? There was nothing to hear anymore. Harry ran upstairs. When inside his room he got a peice of parchment and aquill.

Ron

I can't explain, but please come and get me, my aunt and uncle. Cousin, sure I don't care. Come quick. Theres something weird going on.

Harry

ps-don't send anything with questions, just come and with some of the birds.

Hary rolled up the parchment and gave it to hsi snowy owl, Hedwig. She left as soon as he told her where to go. Then he fell unto his bed. Was Voldemort actually after his aunt?