The midnight wind whistled through the trees while he walked down the alley, jumping at anything that cast a shadow. Being an under aged magician sucked when the dark lord was trying to kill you. Harry hated being popular and famous, everyone wanting something from him. Of course it didn't help his love life either. But that didn't matter right now, he was just trying to get to privet drive, feed hedwig if she was home and write some letters to Ron and Hermione.

Sadly when he arrived at privet drive he found that the house was dark and locked. He forgot the Dursleys had gone to a fancy dinner because Dudley actually passed a class with 51%. What Dudley didn't tell was how he passed. All harry could think about was going to hogsmeade to get ready for his 7th year at hogwarts. It would be his final year but he still had to get a letter telling him what he needed.

Two Weeks Later

Harry took the letter from the owl's leg, hoping it was from Ron or hogwarts. He still hadn't gotten his letter and it was 2 weeks before school! Also Ron hadn't been replying to his or hermiones letters and the owls had still been coming back with nothing so he must have got them! When he saw the writing he recognized it from Hogwarts. Finally he had gotten the letter! But what did it say? He opened it slowly as if it might bite him and shook the letter upside down. Nope he wasn't head boy and he could understand why. It was almost a relief to know that that pressure wasn't on him to roam the halls at night and beware of the dark lord. His scar still twinges sometimes and because of that his occulmency had improved. He had bought a pensive and read the instruction front to back. There were something's he thought he couldn't hide from Voldermort and he didn't want him to find out what they were.
Harry was reading the book list and seeing what he needed when he felt a stabbing pain in his scar. It was throbbing and he fell to the ground, tears rolling down his cheeks. Not the worst one he had but really close. He waited until the pain lessened and got up to his desk. He put on his light and took out a quill and a piece of parchment. First he wrote Hermione telling her what happened and then a letter to Dumbledore. He of all people should know. He turned off his light and headed downstairs to watch muggle television and see if Voldermort had affected the news too.