When the Dursleys got home Harry was watching TV. He immediately shut it off as he heard the door open and heard uncle Vernon's voice. "Boy, where are you?!" as he spotted him he said "I'm checking the house now and I swear if I find anything out of order you will be out of here as fast as you can say gone!"

            So uncle Vernon searched the house and spotting nothing sent Harry up to his room (Harry had no idea as to why though). When he got up there he heard a gentle tap at the window and let Hedwig in. He found no reply from either Ron or Siruis. Of course, he didn't really expect one from Ron but at least one from Siruis. But there was none so Harry decided to add to the letter. Why didn't you respond to my last letter? With that he folded it up and tied it to Hedwig's leg and let her out the window. It was about 10:00 already. Wow, time really passed by quickly, he thought. So he took off his glasses and went to bed.

He was floating through mid air as though he was on strings. He floated into a dark forest. His scar started to hurt like crazy he started to yell and then he stopped floating. He was falling. Falling right into Lord Voldemort's opened arms!

            He woke up screaming! He stopped abruptly noticing that he could hear footsteps running through the hallway. He quickly put on his glasses as Uncle Vernon slammed his door opened. "Why are you screaming you filthy little piece of vermon?!" He hissed quietly as to not wake up any one else.

            "Nothing. It was Nothing," Harry said.

            "Nothing? If you scream like that one more time for nothing as you say you will be out of this house for sure!"

            He slammed the door shut and stomped his way back to his bedroom. Harry's scar wasn't hurting anymore but he thought that he should tell someone. But who? Not Hermione or Ron they would be freaked out. Not Siruis he hasn't responded to anything. So he then started to write to Dumbledore when he heard a small hissing voice that seemed similar to Voldemort's. It said I may not have gotten to you in your dream but I will get you at Hogwarts! He was freaked out and said who's there even though he knew it was Voldemort. No one replied so he decided to add that in the letter too. He sent Hedwig off with it (she had come back from her last journey) and she soared through the clear night sky. He went back sleep but instead all he saw this time in his dream was his mother – and father – playing with him as he was only about eight months old. It felt weird to watch the 8 month old baby that was himself being played with by his parents. He tried to hold back his tears but couldn't.

             In the morning he woke up his eyes wet with tears he wiped them away, got dresses, and went downstairs. He saw the Dursleys each sitting at the table drinking their grapefruit quart and eyeing him suspiciously. He wondered what was wrong. Then came the thought of last might when he screamed of course he would have told Aunt Petunia and Dudley would probably be eavesdropping so he sat down anyway and started to drink his small cup of grapefruit juice when he heard the faint whisper again. I'll get you at Hogwarts. It was Voldemort's voice. He pretended that he didn't he it and continued drinking his grapefruit juice without another word said. Time passed as the days went by there was no other voices to be heard. He did get a note back from Dumbledore but all it said was to tell him about his scar and the voice at school. He woke up on the 26th and realized that Ron was coming to get him today! He quickly packed all of his stuff and retrieved his wand and school books from under the cupboard where he was forced to keep them until school started again. And not knowing when Ron and his family were going to come he grabbed Hedwig and her cage and his trunk and struggled with it down the stairs. Aunt Petunia caught site of him and said "What do you think you're doing?"

            "It's July26th. I am being picked up by my friend, you know – Ron, today."

            "Don't hit the walls with those things." Was all she said.

            Time passed until he finally heard the doorbell at around 4:30. Unfortunately, Uncle Vernon answered it and Mr. Weasley was at the door with Ron and Hermione behind him. Seeing Mr. Weasley for the second time since Dudley's tongue got over 4 feet long was alarming and Uncle Vernon stepped back. Harry went for the door but before he got out Mr. Weasley stopped him. "Didn't you learn anything from our last visit, Mr. Dursley? Your nephew here is leaving and won't be seeing you for quite some time. Shouldn't you at least wave to him?"

            Harry muttered, "Mr. Weasley I really don't care."

            "No, Harry. He is not going to see you for a very long time he should at least say 'bye to you"

            Uncle Vernon spoke up. "Bye." He said. "Now leave!" He slammed the door shut.

            "Not a very bright old chap, eh? Said Fred as he climbed out of the car.

            "Nope."

            He put his trunk in the trunk and Hedwig on his lap as he slid in the seat between Ron and Hermione. Fred was in front and Harry guessed George and the rest of the family were at the Burrow. "I need to talk to you guys at the Burrow." He said under his breath to his two friends in the back seat with him. They nodded their heads. Fred started a conversation about Quidditch and trying to guess who the new captain might be (Oliver Wood had graduated the last year). He thought it would be Harry but Harry didn't think he had a chance being the youngest on the team. When they got to the Burrow, Ron helped Harry with his trunk as Hermione carried Hedwig in her cage. "You can let her out of there if you like. I know she will come back."

            "OK." She said

            You guys don't seem very happy about something.

            "We heard about Siruis." Said Ron.

            "Well that's not what I need to talk to you guys about. I heard it to and sent him a leter about it the funny thing is though I haven't gotten a letter back."

            "Do you think something happened to him?" Asked Hermione.

            "Dunno."

            They brought his luggage up to the top of the house where Ron's room is. Ginny was coming out of her room and saw Harry. "Hi, Ginny."

            "Hi, Harry." She said and went back in her room quickly and nervously. They got up to Ron's room and Harry told them about his scar and the voices he heard.

            Ron said, "I hope something doesn't happen like last time!" Memories of the graveyard and Voldemort's rebirth ran through his mind. "Me too"

            "You did tell Dumbledore didn't you," asked Hermione.

            "Yes, I sent him an owl. All he told me was to tell him at school like all that happened is found a button."

            Mrs. Weasley came in and they immediately stopped talking about it and started to unpack Harry's things. "Hello, Harry, Dear. How are you?" "Great, and you?" "Just the same. Dinner is ready everyone. Why don't you come down and join us, kids?"

            They went downstairs and had dinner with anther talk of Quidditch. Percy hadn't shown up and Harry took notice of it. "Where's Percy?" He asked.

            "Ministry work." Ron told him. Ron, Harry, Fred, George, Bill and Charlie all played a game of Quidditch while Hermione and Ginny played with Crookshanks inside. The following day everyone went to Diagon Ally to get their school supplies. To their disgust they met up with Malfoy.

            "Potter, Weasley, Granger," they heard. Spinning around they saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. "Second hand books again, I suppose Weasley?" Harry gripped the back of Ron's robes to keep him off Malfoy. He would of loved to let go but Lucius Malfoy turned up right behind him. Harry looked in surprise. Hadn't he been thrown in Azkaban. Harry did turn him in as he was a death eater. He didn't understand. He and his two friends glanced at each other and then stared at Mr. Malfoy suspiciously. "I'll see you at school," Malfoy said nastily to them. They had gotten all their school supplies and were back at the Burrow. Right when they toppled out of the fire place (they traveled by Floo Powder. They headed upstairs to put their stuff away. They were about ¾ of the way up when Harry clutched his scar in pain. It stopped almost as suddenly as it started. "Harry, are you OK," Hermione shreaked. Harry lifted his head slowly. "Keep your eyes peeled" he said hoarsely and nervously. They got the rest of the way upstairs. Harry was putting away the Standard Book Of Spells Grade 5.  He heard the hissing voice once more. I'm near but you are too well protected don't worry I will take care of you at school. Who knows maybe sooner! 

            "Did you hear that, guys?"

            "What?" his friends asked in unison.

            "The voice it – it said that he was n-near but I was too protected and that h-he would g-get me at H-Hogwarts."

            "You-Know-Who?"

            "Yes."

            "He can't hurt you while Dumbledores around. You know He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named fears him." Hermione assured him."

            "I know. I'm going to sleep early tonight. See you in the morning"

            "'Night"

            He went to sleep. (A/N: ITS LONGER –HEHE)