Harry Potter and the Elemental Order of the Phoenix

A/N: This fic is about Harry & co. at Hogwarts in their 5th year. You will see mainly Harry's pov but some parts will be Hermione, Ron or Ginny's pov. A/A/N: Please r&r. The more you review, the more I write. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ONLY. FLAMES WILL BE USED TO KILL KRUM AND CHO. Disclaimer: not mine, j.k's etc..............

Chapter 1 Harry Potter sighed as he finished his Potions homework. One homework done, eight to go. He looked at his clock and saw that he had been fifteen for 3 hours without realising. Harry never really remembered his birthday, as his 'family' never gave him anything. A tapping noise then suddenly came from the window. Harry got up and opened it. Four owls soared in and put about three packages on his bed and five letters. He picked up a letter and saw that it was from Ron, his best friend. Hi Harry, How are you doing? Muggles being OK (for them?) Happy birthday, mate. Listen, I heard Mum and dad talking earlier. Fudge still doesn't believe that You-Know-Who is back, despite the fact that now the Dark Mark has been sighted five times. Hey, guess what?! Dumbledore said that you can come here on August 20th. Apparently he has to put up these charms or something. Hermione is coming then as well. See you soon. Ron. Harry put the letter to one side and then (as quietly as possible) ripped the package open. He laughed inwardly. Ron had managed to get his hands on some of Fred and George's ton-tongue-toffees and canary creams. He put those in a drawer in his desk and then picked up another letter he saw it was from Hermione. Harry, Happy Birthday. You'll never believe it! I've been made a prefect! (Actually, Harry could believe it) I thought this would come in handy so I got it for you. I can't wait to see you at Ron's on August 20th. I just hope he is over that really sad Krum thing. I didn't go to Bulgaria because I thought Krum wanted something that I didn't. I thought of us as friends. We were never really going out. Anyway, I'll see you at the Burrow. Love from Hermione. Harry opened up the present and out fell a book. (Duh, what else would Hermione get?!) The title read: 'Hexes and Jinxes: The ultimate guide.' Harry placed it on his desk. He saw a letter with a paw print on it and knew at once knew who it was from. To Harry, How are you? Has your scar hurt at all? I've signed you up for getting a months subscription for the Daily Prophet. You will get your first copy on August 1st. Have a good birthday and if the damn ******* muggles do anything owl me at once. Snuffles. Harry felt very grateful to Sirius for signing him up for the Daily Prophet. He could get all the news for himself and not hear it second hand. He opened the parcel from Sirius and found a box. He opened it and gasped. Sirius had sent him lots of things about his parents. Photos, wedding rings, letters and even their diaries. The top photo was of his parents, Sirius, Remus, Peter, (I HATE HIM!) and a three other girls. They were all in dress robes and looked extremely happy. Harry turned to another letter and saw that it was from Dumbledore. Dear Harry, I am writing to you to tell you that you may go to the Weasley residence on August 20th. I am also wishing to give you something your mother left for me to give to you for when you were fifteen. Happy Birthday. Professor A Dumbledore. Harry saw an envelope had come out of the first and picked it up. He opened it. Dearest Harry, I hope this letter can explain some things to you. You see, you aren't really a half-blood. You are a pure blood. Your Aunt Petunia is a squib. This is why she resents you, magic and I so much. Harry, I also think I should tell you, your not just a pureblood. You are the last remaining descendant of Godric Gryffindor. He is your great grandfather times about sixty. I wish I could be there with you now. I expect you look exactly like James did. Unmanageable black hair and glasses.

The letter went on to say about Harry's parents' school life, their friends and lots of other things. Harry felt tears drip down his cheek. His parents had known they were going to die on that night. Apparently that had been Professor Trelawney's other real prediction. He sighed, wiped the tears away and picked up the last letter, which was from Hogwarts. Dear Mr Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you are one of this years Gryffindor prefects. Other prefects in your year are: Gryffindor: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger Hufflepuff: Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbot Ravenclaw: Terry Boot, Padma Patil Slytherin: Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson

Please find a list of necessary books for this year.

5th year students will require: The standard book of spells grade 5 by Miranda Goshawk Protection Spells for the intermediate grade by Bradley Sower Creatures of magic by Louisa M. Angler

Other subjects will have the same books as last year. Professor M McGonagall.

Harry moved all letters and presents over to his desk. It was five in the morning and he thought he should try to get some sleep before he had to do loads of chores for his Aunt and Uncle. Dudley of course, would just make trouble and blame it on Harry. Harry removed his glasses and got into bed. He couldn't believe that he had practically all of his parent's things, including their diaries. He decided that he would start to read them tomorrow, before drifting into a deep sleep filled with dreams of his parents and their great friends.