Chapter One

The Witches Words

Harry Potter, an intelligent, eccentric young man was currently nursing a large bruise on his right shoulder. He had acquired this bruise by merely walking into the door of his own bedroom earlier this evening. He had heard the sounds of yelling and strange lights were shining through his door. Naturally, thanks to his almost constant paranoia, he had brandished his wand and ran towards the commotion. Which had turned out to be a videogame that Dudley was playing via his new flat screen television, feeling rather stupid Harry had turned and quite promptly walked into his door? It was the best birthday present the Dursley's had ever given him.

He would be turning seventeen in fifteen minutes time and a member of the Order was supposed to have picked him up fifteen minutes ago. Unlike most teenage boys whereupon the concept of turning seventeen would be highly anticipated, Harry Potter was dreading what the next fifteen minutes might bring. In the wizarding world, turning seventeen meant that you become an adult and are granted the same rights as any other adult wizard; similar to the muggle world. Yet, unlike any other young wizard his age, turning seventeen could become his undoing, especially if Tonks decided to not bother coming to get him. Sighing and running a hand through his hair in exasperation he gazed about the room which had been given to him, somewhat reluctantly, six years ago; it hadn't changed much, Dudley's old toys still lay strewn about the shelves on the far wall and the wallpaper had maintained its dark mossy green and brown colours. His door still bore the sufferings of the harsh locks put on to prevent him from leaving to attend his second year of Hogwarts, the cat-flap swayed slightly from the breeze of his open window. Harry wondered briefly if the Dursley's would repair the flap now he was leaving them, for good. His trunk was packed, fully for the first time. All the old Gryffindor mementos he had sell taped to the wall had been taken down and placed in his trunk; Hedwig, already sent to the Burrow with his Firebolt and a letter to the Weasley's concerning his arrival and stay, her cage had been shrunk and also placed in his trunk. In fact, gazing around the room, apart from the door, it was as though he had never stepped a foot in this room, all the signatures that had made it his had been taken away and left what appeared to be a barren old playroom. All that was left of Harry was a bunch of newspaper's and magazines strewn across his desk.
He rose and rolled his shoulder a few times, it felt sore, but he had definitely had worse. He strode over to his desk and glanced down at the papers strewn across it. Over the past two weeks, he had acquired every copy paper of every paper in the wizarding world. There were copies of the Daily Prophet, all of which mentioned him being, 'The Chosen One' on at least every page. Copies of the Quibbler, which had always been his favourite magazine, he had even started acquiring The Witches Words, an incredibly girlish magazine that he usually wouldn't be caught dead reading, but as they had sent him a magazine two days ago with a beautiful, tasty fruit basket, that now he felt rude by not buying their magazine. He set about gathering them up into a pile, intending to throw them away, when an article from, The Witches Words caught his attention, it was yesterdays edition and, due to the bedroom clearout, he had not even noticed the photograph of himself blushing on the front page. Curious and slightly nervous he started to leaf through the magazine until he found the article in whish he was featured; just the title struck him cold.

!Harry Potter's Slippery Love!

Harry Potter, most eligible bachelor in the wizarding world is now off the market! That's right ladies you read correctly! Rumours have it that Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived and the Chosen One is currently dating the very fiery teenage youngster Ginny Weasley. It is unknown when the couple first became an item, but due to investigation, it is obvious that the two of them appear to be very much in love! Weasley, youngest in her family with six older brothers has been known to have sought after our Mr Potter for several years according to our sources.

'Ever since Harry saved her in second year from the Chamber of Secrets she has been all over him, always following him around and fawning after him! She even joined the Quidditch team so she could get closer to him! 'said Lavender Brown a seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

It is well known that during Harry's Second year, the Chamber of Secrets was re-opened. The details are sketchy, but it did not remain hidden that Harry Potter and his sweetheart's brother, Donald Weasley saved Ginny Weasley from the clutches of the Basilisk itself! However recent events have stirred old memories, or perhaps old fears and an anonymous source tells us that they believe the rescue of Weasley to be a ruse concocted by Weasley herself! It has been brought to light that it was indeed Ginny Weasley, Gryffindor student that released the Basilisk during her second year into the school, petrifying several muggle-born students in the process!

Is Harry Potter bedding down with Slytherin's heir?

Rest assured readers that Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley have not been seen together since the death of Albus Dumbledore. It is unknown whether or not Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley is still an item, and if they are, let us all pray that young Mr Potter can break free from this spell that has been placed upon him and leave Slytherin's heir to find her true place; by You Know Who's side perhaps?

Follow the story in the next edition with Harriet Sways!

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Harry stared at the article in shock his mouth dry and hands shaking. The fact that this woman has been stupid enough to highlight to a world of war what was occurring in his love life was not even the worst thing. But telling the nation that his girlfriend is the heir of Slytherin! Fuck! Frustrated he pushed the article away from him and stood up, knocking his chair over in the process. He strode over to the window and glared out at the stars. How did she know? Whipping around he snatched up the article again, desperately searching for anything that might give him a hint as to whom the anonymous source might be, it would have been more apt to have named them a cowardly source for that is all they were. He banged his fists onto the cupboard door and was rewarded with the sound of wood breaking. Smirking slightly he turned back to the window and stared out. When he had left school this year, he had made sure that Ginny would be safe by breaking-up with her in a very public scene at Dumbledore's funeral, and now thanks to this Harriet Sways, she was in more danger than ever before! Fuck! He banged his hand on the window and felt a frustrated tear drip down his cheek. Why does everyone he comes into contact with end up dying or in mortal peril? 'It isn't fair!' he screamed and punched the window, hard, harder than necessary causing a large crack in the glass and blood on his knuckles from the tiny cuts.
'Well punching a window will do that to you Harry,'
He whirled around and took him with his wand ready to shout any jinx or curse at the intruder.
'Easy Harry, its just me,' said the voice in the shadows and inched forward, the first thing he saw was bright violet spiky hair. 'Wotcher Harry. Are you going to lower your wand?'
Harry's hand remained steady with blood dripping onto the floor.
'Who told the Order where to find my friends and I in the fifth year when we were at the Department of Mysteries.'
'Really Harry, do you not trust me-'
'Who told you!' he shouted
'Severus Snape via fire! Merlin's pants Harry haven't you gone a little over the top?'
Harry lowered his wand and cocked his head to one side shrewdly, 'coming from an Auror I'm surprised Tonks.'
Tonks sighed in exasperation and approached him slowly, 'Harry people like me can't be copied. I'm a metamorphagus remember? Polyjuice Potion doesn't work on us or on the people that use our hairs. I thought I told you that?' Harry shook his head in reply. 'Oh, well sorry. Why did you punch the window?'
'Because of this,' he hissed throwing the magazine at her. Tonks glanced down at the article and gasped, 'now you see why I'm so pissed, who the fuck would do this? And why isn't the Order tracking the asshole down?'
Tonks continued to scan through the article as she replied, 'this is the first I have heard or seen of this, Slytherin's heir are they being serious? Ignore it Harry its trash, we'll put extra detail around the Weasley's to make sure that Ginny is safe.'
'It's not her safety at home I'm worried about it's when she returns to school, when Voldemort reads it, when the whole fucking nation reads it. She's screwed Tonks, not a chance that she can be spared now. Not now.' He whispered the last two words and his head drooped.
'Oh Harry we will look after her, all of us, you know we are all like family,' Tonks wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close to her, 'we will figure it out I promise. But now we need to get out of here, we only have two minutes till your birthday.' She pulled away from him and shrunk his trunk and placed it in her pocket in less than five seconds. 'Ready to go? Everything sorted?'
'Yeah lets just get out of here,' he said wiping a sleeve across his eyes, Tonks tactfully pretended not to notice.
'Okay take my arm, we have ten seconds,'
'Tonks how are we going to apparate with the wards up?' Harry asked confused. Tonks winked at him, 'We are going to apparate the moment they fall in 3, 2, and 1'
And then it all went dark and Harry was leaving Privet Drive forever.

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