Chapter 1

11 years later

Thud, Thud, Thud! Harry's eyes suddenly shot open, startled by sound of someone banging at the door. "Harry! It's time to get up", his godfather said behind the door. Due to his blurred vision Harry used his arm to search for his horn-rimmed glasses. When he found them he hazily put them on.

Suddenly, THUD! THUD! THUD! "Harry, get up!" his godfather said again.

"I'm up Sirius!" Harry yelled, annoyed at his godfather. He walked towards the bathroom outside his room. As he walked he heard the muffled voices of Sirius and creature discussing something.

"Now when he comes down, then you do what I told you to do yesterday" Sirius said to Kreacher. Kreacher did a very low bow and croaked "Yes, Master".

"Oh yeah, how could I forget?" Harry said to himself. He slowly and briskly walked down the dark stairs of Grimmauld Place expecting some sort of ambush from Sirius and Kreacher. Just before he reached the final step he heard a pop and saw a whole lot of confetti falling from the roof.

"Happy Birthday!" Sirius and Kreacher yelled in unison.

Harry wiped off all of the confetti paper that was stuck in his hair. Then he smiled back and said "Thanks Sirius, and you too Kreacher" earning an extremely low bow from Kreacher.

"Come on Harry, you've got some presents to open up" Sirius said, giving Harry a smile.

"Sirius, you really didn't have to give me anything. I mean, you know the only thing I want" Harry said.

"I don't know when you'll get that, but in the meantime you can open your presents" Sirius responded.

Both Harry and Sirius walked into the kitchen, ate some of Kreacher's specially made sausage and eggs breakfast, with a morning dessert of vanilla birthday cake made by Kreacher. Harry gave Sirius a did-you-really-have-to look.

"What? It's not every day a young man turns 11" Sirius justified.

Next Sirius took Harry to the family room to open all the presents. Harry almost forgot about the portrait of Sirius's mother. The portrait screams every time Harry goes into the family room. Harry had been used to the screams from the portrait ever since he was a child.

Sirius made Harry sit down on the soft couch and open the gigantic pile of boxes. Harry really didn't want to go through the trouble of opening all of them. However he was forced by Sirius to open every single one of them.

34 boxes later Harry had felt his face start to hurt a little from grinning and thanking Sirius so much. However Sirius had one last gift for Harry.

"Oh, I almost forgot this one last present" Sirius said with a playful smile. From within his pocket Sirius pulled out a small letter.

Harry gave a quizzical look to Sirius, thinking to himself "This must be from someone else. Sirius never gives a gift that small".

Harry took the letter from Sirius's hands and looked at the emblem in which the letter was sealed. His eyes went wide and then looked from the seal to Sirius who was still smiling, Harry turned the letter over and saw the perfect cursive writing at the front say,

Harry James Potter

Number 12 Grimmauld Place

There had been no stamp or return address, just his name and his address. A small smile crept on Harry's face "Could this be it?" he asked himself.

He took one deep breath and opened the sealed letter. He took out the parchment, which was written in the same cursive and had said,

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…

AN: Well how was that chapter...I know it's not the best, but I'm just getting starting, I promise everything beyond this chapter will be more exciting, and written better. Please Review and Rate, and also please check my other work and of course Rate and Review them too.