Hey people I'm back! *Does little "I'm back" dance* ya'll know you love me! Well, here it is!

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Hannah Abby: you guessed it you will find out who sent it in this chapter!

Autumm: Thank you! I know my rough draft was good but thanks for letting everyone else know! Yes, sadly Autumn did come up with the title to the story, not me

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            Harry opened the window and the owls swooped in and dropped the package on the bed, the envelope on the package and flew out the still open window. Harry shut the window and walked over to the bed, wondering who would be sending him a package. It would be at least two months until his birthday. Curiously, he opened the envelope.

            Dear Harry,

                        Fred and George here. We decided to give you a thank you present for the "gift" you gave us last year. We spotted this in a muggle shop and couldn't wait until your birthday to give it to you

            Enjoy!

Fred and George

            Harry smiled. The "gift" they were talking about was a 10,000 galleon (is that right? I lost my copy of the fourth book * tear, tear* and I am not sure, please correct me if I am wrong!) reward he had given them that he had won from the Triwizard tournament the year before.

            Harry's smile faded as he remembered how the tournament had ended. He shook his head 'Stop thinking that Potter' he mentally scolded himself.

            He turned to the gift and tore off the paper, quietly so as not to wake the Dursleys. His jaw dropped at the sight in front of him.

(a/n: Naw! Not that Evil! Close but not that evil!)

            It was a bright red, electric guitar and a small, journal-sized book. He picked up the book and a slip of paper fell out of it. He picked it up and read:

            Harry,

                        The guitar is muggle but dad added some stuff to it. You can put muggle CD's and Cassettes into it and it records the music you play and whatever you sing. Cool, huh? Oh, the book is a special book for writing lyrics, You just run your fingers over the page and it turns whatever you are thinking and feeling into a song.

            Have Fun!

Fred and George

            'Cool' was the only thought running through Harry's mind. He decided to try it out. He opened the book and ran his fingers across the page.

Oh, Here you are

There's nothin' left to say

You're not supposed to be that way

Did they push you out

Did they throw you away

Touch me now and I don't care

But when you take me I'm not there

Almost human but I'll never be the same

Long way down

I don't think I'll make it on my own

Long way down

I don't want to live in here alone

Long way down

I don't think I'll make it on my own

I never put you down

I never pushed you away

You're not supposed to be that way

I'm anything you want

There's nothin' I could say

Is there anything to feel

Is it pain that makes you real

Cut me off before it kills me

Long way down

I don't think I'll make it on my own

Long way down

I don't want to live in here alone

Long way down

I don't think I'll make it on my own

I never put you down

I never pushed you away

Take another piece of me

Give my mind a new disease

And the black and white will never fade to gray

Long way down

I don't think I'll make it on my own

Long way down

I don't want to live in here alone

Long way down

I don't think I'll make it on my own

-Goo Goo Dolls "Long Way Down (Remix)"

Harry was shocked at how depressing the song sounded. He didn't think that he was that depressed. He shrugged it off and turned to the guitar. It was gorgeous, with it's sleek handle and it's neat strings. He stared in awe at it before placing it by his bed neatly and focused on the journal.

He spent all night writing songs and forming tunes for them in his head.

Little did he know that this would soon take over his life.

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No, he is not going to become obsessed with it he is just going to…wait a minute! You are trying to trick me aren't you! Well, it's not going to work! Ha! Well, you know the drill it is time to re * angry reviewers holding tomatoes get ready to fire* you know what? I am not going to pester you to review this time! * Reviewers lower tomatoes, confused* Yep, that's right! You should know by now that you should review and I am not going to bother you about it! Aren't I nice?