Author's note: ALL RIGHT MY COMPUTER IS WORKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, I'm calm now. This is my very first real fanfic on fanfiction.net. I've posted the first chapter of this fic on other websites, and it's been well received, so I'll give it a try here. Please read and review, you have no idea how great reviews make me feel. So here it is,

HARRY POTTER and the EMERALD EYE

Chapter 1: The Nighttime Visitor

Harry Potter was a very unusual boy for several reasons, he liked school, he liked doing homework, and he hated summer holidays. The reason Harry hated summer holidays was because at the end of every school term Harry had to return to 4 Privet Drive and the Dursleys!

They were Harry's only living relatives, (besides his godfather, Sirius Black, an escape convict, who was really innocent.) Aunt Petunia was Harry's mother's sister, and she was married to Uncle Vernon, and they had a son named Dudley, appropriately enough. He was indeed a dud. As well as a spoiled, obnoxious bully. However, Harry did have one thing over the Dursleys. He was a wizard.

At the moment Harry was fast asleep, but not for long, suddenly a rock hit his window, causing him to wake with a jolt. "What was that?"he muttered sleepily while putting on his glasses.

A second later a second rock hit his window, followed by a booming bark.

Harry's heart leaped for a moment, but then he thought, No, it couldn't be, what if . . . Oh, come on, Potter, there are a ton of dogs around here, and it just couldn't be! Maybe it's Hedwig.

Harry glanced at the large cage, Harry's snowy white owl Hedwig was sitting in it, with a small note attached to her leg. Harry got up to read the note, it looked like someone had written it with the quill between their teeth. Go to the window and look down, it read. Harry rushed to the open window, he stuck his head out, craning his next to see what was out there. Illuminated by a nearby street lamp was a very large coal black dog wagging his tail happily.

"Sirius," Harry breathed, the dog made a motion for Harry to stand aside. As Harry moved, he was wondering what Sirius was up to, the dog took a humungus leap, scrambled through the window, and was shaking itself dry on the bedroom rug. A moment later the dog transformed into Harry's godfather, Sirius Black. "How's my favorite godson doing?"

"Sirius, what are you doing here? I mean it's great to see you, it's terrific, wonderful, but isn't dangerous for you to be here?" Harry was talking a mile a minute.

"Harry, calm down," Sirius said. "Don't you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you, but I'm worried about your safety. And by the way, what exactly are you doing here?"

"I'm doing exactly what Dumbledore wanted, I'm alerting the old crowd," Sirius said as though it should have been totally obvious to Harry.

"And just what part of the old crowd lives around here?" Harry had always thought that he was the only wizard in town.

"Arabella Figg of course," Sirius said arching an eyebrow.

"You gotta be kidding me, right Sir? Mad old Mrs. Figg, a witch! That's a laugh!" Harry snickered.

Sirius didn't see what was so funny about this, crossing his arms in front of his chest, and gave Harry a hard look, "That is not very polite Mr. Potter!" Harry winched slightly at Sirius's tone. "Okay, I realize Arabella is a bit eccentric, but certainly not mad."

"Sorry," Harry muttered quickly.

"Of course you wouldn't know that she was a witch, Dumbledore told her strictly that she was never aloud to reveal to anyone, but she moved here just to protect you."

"I never knew,"Harry was starting to feel terrible for all the wise-cracks he had made at Mrs. Figg's expense.

"Well, think about it, where did you go every time the Dursleys on vacation?" Sirius said while pacing the room. "And why did you always have to come here at the end of every term, instead of just staying with Ron or Hermione?"

"Yeah, you're right," Harry said.

At that very moment noises could be heard for Uncle Vernon, and Aunt Petunia's room.

"Listen, Harry, I've got to go. Meet me at Arabella Figg's house at noon, we have a lot to talk about," Sirius whispered before turning back into Padfoot, and moved towards the window.

"Wait," Harry said throwing his hands out in front of Sirius. "I can let you out through the kitchen door, so you don't have to jump down two stories."

Sirius rolled his eyes, and nudged Harry's leg as if to say, "Lets go your way."

They crept down the stairs as quickly, and as quietly as possible. "See you at noon," Harry whispered as he opened the door to let Sirius out. The dog bounded out, but turned back to give Harry what was an unmistakable grin before disappearing behind the bushes.

Harry back into bed, before the Dursleys noticed he was up. Thoughts raced through his head, did the Dursleys know about Mrs. Figg, and if they did how come they didn't tell him? Well he would know soon enough, if he could just get to get to sleep.

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A/n: So what do you think? I bet it sucks, it will be better next time I promise! But for now R/R, please. Oh, and when Harry calls Sirius, "Sir" it's pronounced like SEER, okay? Okay! Thanks for reading,

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