Disclaimer:
I do not own JKR does.
Notice: This is a rough story that has a distance to go and will more than likely end up getting rewritten.
Prologue
Harry James Potter, the-boy-who-lived, and underage wizard extraordinaire had just finished his sixth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was once again being shipped back to his relative home.
Something extraordinary had happened this year... well a few things if truth be told.
Voldemort a.k.a. Tom Riddle didn't attack harry indirectly or other wise- apparently getting a new body means you have to adjust and Voldemort had been very sickly since acquiring his new body.
Harry had wizened up- about a month into his sixth year Harry had followed Ron to a designated meeting spot where Ron and the Headmaster would discuss Harry and the Headmaster's plans for him, as they pertained to the Weasley's.
In light of the information Harry had decided to buckle down and really study. He obtained books on occlumency to aid Severus Snape's lessons and he found that he wasn't being taught properly. Harry therefore taught himself and then confronted Severus, who actually looked pleased with Harry for once. He looked a bit proud at having been found out. He explained to Harry that Dumbledore held a threat over his head.
Thoroughly pissed and hoping for self preservation Harry began researching alternative schools to attend. Harry sent off a total of thirteen letters including four to schools that the author of the book he read claimed that they did not exist.
And thus we find Harry in his room at his relatives home, Number Four Privett Drive, in Little Whinging Surrey.