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Chapter One.

Rain, thunder, and lightening. The storm was matching the depressed state of a young boy, well, not really a boy, but a young man. He just sat there looking out the front window of Number 4 Privet Drive, watching the rain come down. As the dull, dead once, green eyes stared out into nothing, a whale walking on two legs came into the room looking for something, or someone. Looking towards the walking whale, Harry turned back towards the window going into a memory flashback.

-------------Flashback to Tower-------------

"Please," Dumbledore begged.

"I have had enough of this waiting," Draco exclaimed as he stepped in front of Dumbledore and raised his wand to eye level, "Good bye headmaster, AVADA KADAVERA!"

As if everything went into slow motion, Harry watched in horror as the sickening, slimy looking curse erupted from the tip of Draco's wand, and travelled its way towards Dumbledore.

"NO!!"

Out of nowhere, McGonagall dove into the path of the curse, and was blown off the tower, landing with a stomach retching thud.

---------------END Flashback--------------

Not tears fell from Harry's soulless eyes that day, or now. Just sorrow was shown as his face down, looking lifeless. Getting up from where he was sitting to go to his room, he stopped as his over size uncle stepped in front of him.

"Boy, what is wrong with you? You do nothing, and look dead."

"What is it a concern to you Uncle, I for one would have thought that you would be happy to see me like this," Harry replied.

"It's not that I am not happy, it's just the fact that you do nothing around the house, and nothing gets done," his uncle replied.

"Ok then, what do you want me to do?" Harry asked not in the mode to argue anymore.

"Well you could help Dudley clean the basement out so he can have his new friends over," Vernon stated.

"Is that it? Clean out the basement?"" Harry asked.

"No, move the couch down from the garage along with the mini bar down there," Vernon replied.

"That's everything?"

"Yup"

"Ok"

Upon returning to his room, Harry was about to change so he could work properly, until he noticed that there were two letter sitting on his desk. Picking up the first one, he noticed that it was from Gringotts.

Dear Mr. Potter,

We here at Gringotts give are condolences to you for hearing about your loses. We ask you to come to Gringotts as fast as you can, we have found a few serious problems dealing with your accounts here with us. Please just say that you have an appointment with the Director, or Head Goblin, see you soon,

Griphook.

After reading the letter, Harry put it down saying to himself that he would be getting to Gringotts within an hour or so. Expecting the next letter to be from Dumbledore telling him that he must stay in the house, he was surprised to see that it was from Hermione.

Dear Harry,

I know that I wasn't suppose to write you, but fuck that. I need to tell you something that may shock you, cause it shocked me. Dumbledore is using you as a weapon, I over heard a Order meeting and it came to me as a sickening shock, cause I have been used as well. It seems that Dumbledore has been lying to you for a long time. I mean since the beginning, like how coincidently met the Weasleys first year on the platform, or how Hagrid was the one to tell you about the Wizarding world, and about the houses of Hogwarts. I am sorry to say that I was a part of everything as well, cause I was drugged with a potion once a month so I was under Ron control. I was forced to your every day's events to Dumbledore. The only reason that I know is because I saw Dumbledore in my kitchen the other morning talking to my parents while mixing something in their drinks while telling them to give me a drink once a month with a potion in it. I am truly sorry, but I can do that in person, there is more. Dumbledore has been controlling you mail for five years, so he gets everything except this, cause Hedwig is smart. So he knows what your banking funds are, and has been using his position in the wizarding world to get money from you and using it to give some to the Dursley's, the Weasley's, and for the order. And one more thing, Dumbledore has two marriage contracts for you and me. The one for you is to Ginny, and the one for me is to Ron, Dumbledore only did this cause he thinks that you are not going to survive the war and die, meaning the Weasley's get you money. Again I am Sorry.

Hermione

Taking the letter and re-reading it over again to make sure that he had read it right. Putting it aside, Harry stood on the stop as his anger growing with in him. It grew to a point were with out warning, there was a clash of lightening and the spot were he was staring, was charred black. Shaking his head Harry turned and left his room, and headed back down stairs. Walking into the kitchen, he found what he was looking for, and pulled the chair out opposite of him and sat down, and waiting for him to look over the paper.

"Yes boy?" his uncle said without even looking at him.

"I just have one question," Harry stated.

"And that is what?"

"How much is Dumbledore paying you every summer?"

Putting the paper down slowly, Vernon looked at Harry straight in the eye, to see if he was being serious about this. Folding the paper and putting it in the middle of the table, and sat back before he answered.

"So, he finally told you that we know your wealthy," Vernon said.

"Told? No, more like found out with out him knowing. Now how much is he paying you?" Harry asked as he explained.

"A sum of 2000 pounds a summer," Vernon said with a smirk.

"2000 Pounds! Holy shit, he is so getting a fucking ear full when I see him next," Harry said to himself, looking towards his Uncle he thought about something, "I have a proposition for you."

"And what is that?" Vernon asked.

"If you treat me with respect, as a normal person, and allow me to leave the house when I need to, oh, and get Dudley to help me with the basement, I well pay you an extra sum of 3000 pounds," Harry explained.

"Is that so," Vernon stated and started to think about something. Finally he looked at Harry, "how about you pay 6000 pounds and we call it a deal?"

"5000, and you never have to see me after this summer ever again," Harry countered.

"Deal," Vernon stood and shook on it with Harry.

"Now that is done with, I will be going out for a few hours, and I well be back with half of your money, and the other half we be given to you at the end of the summer, or when I leave," Harry stated.

"Ok" said a happy Uncle.

Walking up to his room, Harry grabbed a hoodie that was huge on him, and pulled it over his head. Looking to his broken mirror, Harry saw that the sleeves were ripped at the shoulders, so with a little strength, Harry ripped the rest of the material off. Liking the looking, he proceeded to rip the lower half of his jeans off, making them stop just below his knees. Walking back downstairs Harry walked out of the house to notice that it had stopped raining. Knowing that there was an Order member guarding him, Harry decided that he was going to find out who it was.

As he headed towards the park, Harry strained his eyes to listen for any sound of someone following him. He thought for a second, and then took off into a run.

'If I try to make them fall or something, I can find out who it is' he thought. So he ran straight to the park and around the park. Thinking about how he could figure it out, he saw a collection of trees to his left, and it hit him. 'Those roots should help' Heading towards the trees, Harry started to zig, and zag a bit, and jump a bit. Going through the trees, he heard what he was waiting for.

"Uhf, damn that hurt," a voice whispered.

With out waiting another second, Harry spun around and dove for the person on the ground, being able to see their foot. Landing on the person, Harry ripped the invisibility cloak off, and pinned the person to the ground by placing one hand on their chest, and whipped out his wand and levelled it between their eyes. Looking down at the person under him, he realized that from the hot pink bubble gum hair, he was straddling the very beautiful Tonks.

"Tonks?"

"Wotcher Harry," she replied.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"Guarding you, and watching you. You run fast you know that," Tonks explained and pointed out.

"Oh, well then," Harry trailed off, moving his fingers a little.

"Umm, Harry?" Tonks said getting his attention.

"Yes Tonks," Harry acknowledged her, while leaning a bit, and applying a little more pressure on his hand.

"As much as … mmm … I love what … ooo …what you're doing with your … mmm …hand, could you kindly stop," Tonks said while her faced flushed.

With curiosity, Harry had looked down, and realized that he was messaging Tonks' left breast, with the hand that was pinning her down.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Harry said as he got off of her.

"That's ok. Where did you learn to do that?" she asked.

"I didn't know that I could do that," Harry honestly answered.

"Well then, other then that, where are you going?" she asked.

"I am going to Diagon Alley, so I can go to Gringotts," Harry explained.

"Diagon Alley, but Dumbledore has told use not to permit you to leave the neighbourhood," Tonks explained looking confused.

"Well, you are not going to believe what I have to tell you," Harry stated.

After explaining everything that has happened to him at the Dursley's,, and what he had just found out in Hermione's letter, Harry got the reaction he was hoping for from Tonks.

"What the Hell? I can't believe he did that. When the rest of the Order hears about this, they are going to flip," Tonks trailed on.

"No," Harry stated sternly, "don't tell the Order because then Dumbledore well try to manipulate everyone even more," Harry explained to a bewildered Tonks.

"Ok, that does make sense, and that does explain why Ron, and Ginny are in the Order," Tonks thought out loud.

"WHAT!" Harry was beyond pissed now.

"Oh shit, I wasn't suppose to say anything about that," Tonks said as she put her hand to her mouth, "Not that I didn't want to tell you, cause Remus and I were pissed."

"Don't worry about that right now, because at this moment, we are going to Diagon Alley," Harry said as he grabbed Tonks by he arm and walked with her to a corner were she Apparated them to the Leaky Cauldron.