Disclaimers:so far I own none of the characters

Disclaimers:so far I own none of the characters. Every thing belongs to jk but the plot

CH1 Background Info

The warm, moist, sea breeze blew a few unruly locks of black hair in to his face. He easily removed his sunglasses for a moment and with out even willing himself to he wiped his sweaty brow. He reread quickly over his letter, satisfied that there was not too much information in it. If even the slightest amount too much was given and the letter fell in to the wrong hands a party of ministry wizards would be at his side ready to return him to Dementors. He shuddered at the very thought. Quickly, he reached over trying snatch a large tropical bird and convince him to deliver the letter. The large blue parrot to his left squawked something that sounded to Sirus exactly like 'not in your life pal'! Enraged and more determined to catch the bird than ever, Sirus stood lunging at the bird unsuccessfully, while leaving the letter forgotten.

People stopped what they were doing to watch as Sirus leapt over beach balls and lawn chairs and climbed palm trees in order to catch the fleeing parrot.

With a quick swoop downward, the parrot landed gracefully on the arm of a man with shaggy dirty blond that fell a little past his ears and into his watery blue eyes, the crowd that had gathered cheered.

"You really should come back down, Padfoot. You are making quite a scene," the man called up to Sirus.

"Quite a SCENE, Quite a SCENE," the parrot squawked.

Sirus groaned and slid down the trunk of the palm he had been climbing.

"Whatever Moony," he replied

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Harry yawned and slowly opened his eyes. Today he would be headed to the Weasly home for the rest of the summer. He grinned though his cheeks still hadn't quite woken up yet. A huge angry parrot jumped through his open window landing on his chest. Harry jumped backward at this, slamming in to the wall. With this the parrot took off again circling the room calling out, "G'morrnin ya big dope." Hedwig looked furious and quickly shut her cage door with her beak. Harry jumped on his trying to grab the loud parrot before it woke up the Dursley family.

Finally he was able to retrieve the letter from his godfather, Sirus. Confusion followed the letter that said that Hermoine and Ron would be at Hogwarts soon. It also had a request for him joining them shortly. A Friendly Hogwarts barn owl flew in with perfect timing reading that he would need to travel to Hogwarts the following evening due to the current uprising of the dark lord and a portkey was attached. He opened the package containing a crumpled coke can.

Harry smiled and laid back down. It wasn't exactly what he expected but at least he'd have the rest of his summer with his two best friends.

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Draco sat with a small duffel bag on his lap waiting for the ministry to come pick him up. Just yesterday his father had confiscated Draco's journal containing many personal thoughts of his. Even feelings toward a muggle-born girl. For the past four years Draco had followed his father's every command, making him quite a rep at school. The beatings kept coming though. There was no way around them. The one after his journal had been taken from him was particularly severe. He remembered his father's dragon hide metal-toed boots kicking him several times in the chest. The mere thought made his hand reach for his bruised chest.

Yet he smiled. It would never happen again. After the beating he sent an owl to Dumbledore who had contacted the ministry. His father was gone, hopefully for good. The large black ministry car arrived and he quickly slipped in.

A month at Hogwarts would be interesting, it would allow him to look at a few of the library books with being considered a nerd. Not that it mattered his mean friends his horrible attitude, even the usual sneer he wore when the dark lord had done something amazing, it's all… no… it had all been an act to insure his father's happiness.

"Never again," he thought to himself as the house flew out of sight.

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Hermoine entered the great hall with much caution. Dumbledore told her he would apparate both her best friends later. She wanted to tour the castle badly but something in her mind said "No you can do that later. You know what you can do now." Then she left laughing thinking what in Merlin's name Harry and Ron would think. She left laughing the whole way. She left her luggage in the great hall and ran out to the lake.

Pulling her shirt off to reveal a bikini, and still laughing she gracefully dove into the icy water.

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Ginny and Ron both stared at the letter.

"What?" Mrs. Weasly cried out. They handed her the letter and a similar face of shock appeared.

"No fair! Ronnikins gets to go to school first." George read over his mother's shoulder.

"What," cried Fred tripping down the stairs. He quickly recovered and stood up next to his identical twin.

Ginny and Ron both sighed together at that moment.

"Hey we're the identical twins here. WE are the ones who are suppose to that." Fred yelled. At that exact instant he and his twin yawned.

"See," commented George, "like that."

Mrs. Weasly left saying they would need to pack now and something about raising a circus.

"We heard that, but we know that you really love us." the twins chorused.

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Dumbledore stared out the window. Hermoine gracefully swam laps and dove off the huge squid's tentacles. Draco was just hiking over the hills now.

He sighed a deep and sorrowful sigh, quickly returning to his desk. The Giants had agreed to join our side, however the Dementors had chosen Voldermort's side. Dumbledore had been looking for something that could destroy the seemingly indestructible Dementors. The book lying on top of his desk as if hearing his wish flipped several pages by it's self, landing on the Druid Knife. The pages read it could kill Dementors or if in their possession, make them immortal.

With new hope a smile appeared across his face and his bright blue eyes sparkled behind his half moon glasses.