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Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Far off in the deserts of Arabia there was a small village called Alabar. An every day person you meet on the street will have never heard of this town. But the people who lived there were far from normal. They all awaited the same thing, something the hoped would be coming soon. There was a feeling that it was coming nearer, though no one was sure who, when or why. All they knew was that very soon, a new member would e accepted into the Order of the Phoenix. Little did they know that the person had just awoken, thousands of miles away.

Harry Potter awoke with a start in the Griffindor Common room. He had had another extremely odd dream, ut he couldn't remember it. He looked around the rrom. It was very quiet, for he was the only one there. It was August, and the rest of the school had gone home for the summer. Harry should have been at Privet Drive, but he got in a pretty big spot of trouble with the Dursleys…

It all started with a letter. Uncle Vernon had forced Harry to get the mail as usual. As Harry picked the bundle of letters up, he noticed an envelope bearing the all to familiar Hogwarts crest. He knew better than to give it to his uncle; he'd probably burn it. He instead ran up to his bedroom and tore it open. It was from Professor Dumbledore and said:

Dear Mr. And Mrs. Dursley,

I am writing to tell you that an important visitor will be coming to your house shortly. If it is alright with you, it will be urgent for him to stay for a few weeks. He will most likely prefer to stay in your nephew Harry's bedroom, so he should therefor not e a nuisance.

Yours Truly,

Albus Dumbledore

P.S. He is house trained.

He is house trained? Harry reread that part. What did that mean? Maybe Dumbledore was sending Harry Fawkes, his pet phoenix. But no…why would he send Fawkes here...Maybe it was Fang, Hagrid's borehound…but then, wouldn't Hagrid write? Harry decided it was best he didn't give his aunt and uncle the letter.

The next day, Harry was very lonely. Hedwig was gone, delivering a letter to Ron. The Dursleys had left for a day trip in Majorca, agreeing to leave Harry home. They had their reasons to listen to Harry. They believed that if Harry was not happy, his godfather, Sirius Black, would curse them into a million pieces. Harry decided to go out to the front lawn. He sat there, thinking longingly of Hogwarts. He was staring absent-mindedly at the shrubs around the house, his back to the road. If he had been facing the street, he would have seen a black dog appear. Harry suddenly felt two paws smacking him in the back, knocking the wind out of him, and causing him to fall head first into the grass. He let out a startled yell, and spun around to see a large black dog that looked strangely familiar…

"What did you do that for!" Harry said to Sirius Black, for the dog had just transformed into his godfather. Sirius was doubled over with laughter, pointing at Harry. "You should have seen your face!" he choked. Harry smiled reluctantly. "What are you doing here Sirius." Sirius looked up at him. "Didn't you get Dumbledore's letter? Well…I thought I'd stop by, say hello…you know." Harry frowned. "I thought Dumbledore had given you jobs to do this summer. Like, to do with Voldemort." Sirius looked uncomfortable. "Don't worry about it Harry. You do want me here, don't you? Do the muggles have any good food in the house, I'm starved!" Harry wondered if Sirius had changed the subject on purpose…He didn't complain though. It was great to see him again.

I'll write the rest soon, it gets better.