HI! Another chapter well I enjoyed writing the first one so much I had to make another though I'm not sure I like this one as much as the first one probable because it's so short. Things are starting to get a bit interesting though. Harrys isn't as depressed about Cedric's death as he should be but I didn't want him to be mopey. I'm going to try to make him sound believable so no super Harrys. Slash won't be coming till later (much later). Check out the pole and vote for the person you think he should end up with. If the death eater one wins I'll be putting out another pole with a list of names.

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Blinking to make sure he wasn't seeing things Harry slowly stood up and tried to make out the shadowed form through the rain. It was an owl at least Harry thought it was an owl. Slowly leaning over Harry lifted the latch on the window and stepped back to give it some room. It turned out to be a good idea because not a minute later a wet ball of feathers came sailing through the open window and landed with a soggy thump on the floor.

Staring down at the small lump it took a minute for what he was seeing to set in. There sitting in the middle of his floor was Pig his ex-best friends owl. The best friend that said it was too dangerous to write, the best friend that stole Hedwig. Acting fast Harry moved to the window and slammed it shut with a snap. This time Pig wasn't leaving without a response. Glaring down at the owl Harry waited for it to get its bearings. Once it was back to sorts it stared up at him and started to shake. Harry didn't know it but he looked vary intimidating arms folded and glaring done at the small creature.

"Well what have you got for me you little traitor" Harry snarled. He knew it was a little harsh to treat the owl in such a manner but he was just too angry to care.

Pig immediately pushed a small white envelope towards him and moved as far back as he could. Feeling only slightly guilty for scaring the owl Harry snatched up the envelope and ripped it open. Harry had a bit of a shock when he saw the signatures at the bottom. Reading through the letter slowly hoping not to miss anything Harrys face flickered through several emotions as he read.

Dear Harry

Dear Dear vary Dear Harry and did we mention Dear. Were sorry so vary vary Sorry.

We had no idea what prats our family could be we've tried everything to get Hedwig back for you but mum just took our wands and won't give them back.

Luckily we managed to sneak Pig out to you.

Listen Harry you need to get out of there the press has gone nuts sense you've been gone. There calling you all kinds of crazy If you don't set them strait than by the time you go back to Hogwarts no one will believe that Voldemort has returned.

Mum and the others have been trying to keep you ignorant of what's going on we haven't figured out why yet. But we do know there so sure of them self's that they won't check on you. If you use your invisibility cloak you should be able to sneak out long enough to set things straight or longer if you're sneaky enough.

We wish you the best of luck on this prank.

Oh and Harry we believe you.

Sincerely

Fred and George Weasley

The new marauders

Harry didn't think he could grin any wider if he tried. It looked like he still had a few friends amongst the Weasleys. Taking out a quill and some parchment Harry wrote a quick thank you note and put a small your forgiven in it. Scooping up Pig he dried him of a bit while saying a quick sorry and tying the note to his leg.

"Now make sure no one see's you alright" Harry whispered gently to the owl not wanting the Dursleys to hear. Pig nodded, looking a lot less scared and a lot more determined flew out the open window. Closing the window Harry stood back for a moment still smiling. It took a moment but the smile slipped of his face as realty set in. The papers were calling him crazy, he was trapped at the Dursleys and people still didn't believe Voldemort was back. What was Voldemort doing anyway, taking a vacation?

Harry groaned falling back onto his bed hands covering his face. Thinking Harry wondered what he was going to do. He couldn't go to the papers they wouldn't believe him and he couldn't go to Dumbledore he was probable the one behind the steal Hedwig plot and he had no idea what his motives were. Sighing softly Harry thought he could just wing it; it's what he did best after all. But then his luck only ever worked when his life, not his reputation, was in danger.

Jumping to his feet Harry decided to go to Diagon ally to find out the extent of the damage before making any decisions. Looking over at the cloak on his bedside table it was still early but the Dursleys were going out tomorrow. He didn't know how long his little trip was going to take and thought it a better option to wait until they were gone as they wouldn't be expecting him to make diner.

Sighing again Harry pulled out his Transfiguration Homework and busied himself with that for the rest of the day only stopping long enough to make diner for the Dursleys. By the time he was ready for bed Harry's mind was full of possible ways the next day could go wrong. Setting his alarm cloak and climbing into bed He realised that those thoughts just made him more excited for the morning and what awaited him then.