Disclaimer:  All the characters in this story you are familiar with belong to J.K. Rowling.  Any you don't recognize are mine.

Summary:  Those he once trusted with his life betray Harry.

Buckbeak's Secret Surprise

Harry woke up in yet another in a cold sweat. He was having another one of his dreams.  His scar slightly tinged with pain, but it wasn't nearly as bad as it had been during previous awakenings this summer. He looked out the window and let the warm summer's breeze brush against his hair. As Harry sat there stroking Hedwig, he strained his memory to try and remember what his dream had been.

"I just don't know what's wrong with me, Hedwig" Harry sighed.

It seemed as though Harry's memory had been gradually fading all summer. He could no longer remember small details or recent happenings as he used to be able to do. But as this continued to happen, Harry simply dismissed it as his brain was still swarming after last year's horrors. It also seemed mysterious that Harry should happen to forget everything except what happened in his encounter of last year.

"Jeez, I just can't wait any longer to go back to Hogwarts. It's like torture here!" Harry exclaimed.

"Well, perhaps you won't have to." Said a voice from behind his door.

"WHAT!? WHO'S THERE?" Cried Harry.

Harry and the mysterious voice shuddered as they heard a loud thump from Dudley's room. It always made Harry laugh at how big Dudley had gotten in just a matter of months. Dudley had gotten so big, in fact, that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had to get his bed custom made, and they also had a professional come in during June to get his door fitted to size Dudley and his fat.

BOOM; another thump came from Dudley's room. Harry just thought that Dudley's fat was now reaching the ground and thumping as he rolled over in his custom fit bed.

"DUDLEY! KEEP THAT FAT IN PLACE!!!" cried Uncle Vernon from his from his bedroom

And suddenly, there came an ear splitting shriek from Dudley's room. 

"DAD, COME QUICK, THERE'S A THING IN MY ROOM!!!" screamed Dudley.

Not even knowing what to think, Harry started to head to his door and see what was the matter, when …

An arm grabbed Harry from behind the door. Silently, Harry panicked. He had completely forgotten about the mysterious man behind his door.

The somewhat familiar voice then whispered, "Let me borrow your Invisibility Cloak … QUICKLY!"

 Not even thinking, Harry started hearing footsteps coming from his aunt and uncle's room. Swiftly, Harry sprinted toward his partially packed Hogwart's trunk and grabbed the cloak. He then handed the cloak to the outstretched hand from behind the door.

Quickly remembering what he was doing Harry yelled, "Wait, what're you going to do—" But, Harry was cut off as the shadow (it appeared to look like a man) hastily made his way toward Dudley's room.