A/N: this is my first story so please be nice! It is supposed to be many chapters in this story so I will keep going if you like it. Everything I have written wrong is my own fault, English is not my first language.
Warning: I do not own anything, I do nor make any money on this
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The new school year was a week away and Harry was surprised that the summer was over so fast. He felt like there was only a week or less since the last battle. Harry did not want to go back to school, there were too many memories. But after many conversations Hermione had persuaded him, she had said that "he had to get his NEWTs" and "nothing is getting better by just sitting there and blaming himself. Because that was exactly what he had done, he had apparated to Grimmauld's place and locked himself in his godfathers room.
The first time he had opened up his door after the war was on his birthday when he had gotten a soulmate mark. It was on his left wrist and it was written in a crossing between a tatoo and a scar.
"Angry"
Harry understood what it was, he had heard Hermionie talk about it in fourth grade. But he had not heard everything and he had to floo call her to ask about it. She said that she and Ron also got it on their birthday but had not thought about it because of the war. The trio talked about it sometimes, along with other things, but Harry mostly kept to himself in his room.
The last week before school was over fast and he found himself walking on to the Hogwarts express with everything packed and ready for the new school year. He had met with Hermionie and Ron the day beore and they had all slept in Grimmaulds place. That night, before the nightmares took him, he thought about his soulmate. Who could it be? Who was angry now? Shouldn't they be happy it was all over? And the last thought he had before he fell asleep was, was everything really over?