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Dear Sirius,

This summer has been the best so far! My birthday was ignored, as usual. But it will all be better if Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia let me go to the Quidditch World Cup. Your allowing me to go to Hogsmeade was the best present of all, exempting the FireBolt.

Bulgaria versus Ireland, can you believe it? Honestly, I hope no one does anything stupid to make Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia cross.

Even though I can't send this, I'll send another,

Harry.

Dear Sirius,

It does seem I will be going to the Quidditch World Cup, after some carefully worded persuasion. Right now I am in Ron's room after going through my own fireplace. In all fairness, they did bust through without any inclination as to how they would be arriving. I left Mr. Weasley kneeling over Dudley's body. To be honest I'm not at all that nervous, but Mrs. Weasley is having a cow at Fred and George for bringing some of their joke shop products with them.

They had every right to. Dudley's a pig.

Harry.

Dear Sirius,

Forgive me for not writing sooner but so much has happened. First of all, Ireland won after Krum caught the Snitch. Victor Krum, now that's a Quidditch player for you. The after parties were fine and all, but then we heard a commotion.

It turns out the leftover Death Eaters were wreaking havoc and I'd lost my wand so I couldn't help. Turns out some Death Eater bloke took it and sent out the Dark Mark into the sky. According to Hermione this was a big deal, so I kept quiet. After the dream I'd already told you about this summer, it was strange for such an occurrence to happen.

Now it turns out that we are having a Triwizard tournament. It'll be interesting to see if our Cedric Diggory gets chosen as the Hogwarts champion.

Harry.

Dear Sirius,

I honestly have no idea how this could have possibly happened. I got chosen to be Hogwarts second champion, as it would seem. Ron's seriously pissed at me and I can understand why. Although I didn't want this to happen, I'm getting a lot of attention, unfortunately mainly from the Slytherins. At the moment only the Gryffindors are my only supporters. And Mad- Eye Moody, our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

I hate this. To make it worse my scar's been hurting more and more.

Harry.

Dear Sirius,

With the First Task done, all I have to worry about is the Yule Ball, the Second Task and the Final Task.

Fantastic.

I would really love to ask Cho Chang to the dance, but I'm afraid she's already been taken by Cedric. The bloke never really bothered me before but now I just want to knock his large nose in. Is this bad? So instead I'll be going with Pavarti Patil and Ron will be going with Padma, her sister.

I did great against that dragon, if I do say so myself. So good in fact that Ron and I are friends again. That's the best reward I could have asked for. Even though he was being an insensitive prat, I forgive him because he helped me with the dragon.

Can't wait for this year to end. Hopefully, I'll survive by then.

Harry.

Dear Sirius,

Well, after that disaster that was the Yule Ball, I had the Second Task to worry about. The problem was I hardly worried about it until a few days before. The golden egg I had stolen from the dragon turned out to make sense under water, and although I hate to say it but it was because of Cedric I finally got it. I had to rescue something precious to me before an hour was up from some mermaids. Dobby gave me some Gillyweed so I could breathe underwater. Where he got it is beyond me.

Turns out my person was Ron. I would have won if I had not waited for everyone to get their person. Fleur never turned up so I took her sister with me. Apparently that showed excellent 'moral fiber' or whatever.

To be totally off the point, Rita Skeeter must die.

Harry.

Dear Sirius,

As many have feared for many years, Lord Voldemort is back. And he's after me. Again. Turns out that Mad- Eye wasn't quite Mad- Eye, but a crazy Azkaban escapee. Some people never change. He has Peter Pettigrew back and he helped use Barty Crouch Jr. (aka, NOT Mad- Eye Moody) to transport me there after the Third Task.

They killed Cedric.

Anyway, they used my blood to give Voldemort a body back. He called back all of his Death Eater friends so they could watch me battle with him. Apparently, our wand link caused me to bring back some of Voldemort's recent kills, including my own parents.

The look on Mr. Diggory's face when we returned will haunt me forever.

I'd said for a while how much I couldn't wait for this year to end, and now that it has I want to just start it all over again to save everyone the pain.

Thanks for the visit, anyhow.

Harry.

"That was the hardest year for you?" asked Ginny.

Harry shook his head. "At the time it was, but as you know everything got so much worse after that. It got so much worse after Sirius died."

Ginny nodded. "Everything got worse after Sirius died. You were an entirely different person after that."

"If I could take back everyone's suffering and transfer it into my own body, I would. My sorrows the last three years of Hogwarts couldn't compare to the losses of some."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Harry, you were given the hardest job of us all. To actually defeat him. The prophecy said so."

Harry leaned his head against the back of the rocking chair. "The prophecy..."

He let his memories transfer him back to his fifth year.