Here is my first attempt at a serious fic. I know it sucks let the flamers come! So just read and review and I will be happy. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry or Ron or the Dursleys or anything Harry Potter related in this fic.

Harry sat on his bed thinking. He was at the Dursleys and he had about 6 more days till he went back to Hogwarts. He thought about how all he had gone through with his friends, how in just their first year of Hogwarts defeated an evil wizard with all their knowledge, courage, and skill.

And as he watched his new pet snake he had managed to persuade the Dursleys into letting him have he remembered killing the Basilisk and purging the diary of Tom Riddle's sole in his second.

And then in his third year several things had happened. He had lost his first broomstick. Yes. He thought that had been sad. However there had been other things that had happened. He discovered he'd had a godfather even if he discovered it in the most unpleasant way possible...saved a Hippogriff and his godfather at the same time whilst traveling through space and time!

But. The fourth year had most definitely been the most interesting albeit the most dangerous as well. He'd gotten to finally see the Quidditch World Cup or Q.W.C. and oh lucky day! Ireland had won. That was the night the dark mark had been conjured.

He sighed and walked over to Snape. (that's the name of his snake) and dropped in a frozen mouse he kept in the mini freezer/fridge he'd found while wandering around the junkyard after getting away from Dudley and his gang. He'd fixed it so it ran pretty well but occasionally it would bust and he had to hide the mice somewhere in the back of the Dursley's freezer.

He glanced at the scar that Voldemort had given him and told himself that he was thinking about all his school memories. He tried to think what year it was...OH YES! It was the fourth. Right then. He thought. Where was I? Hmmmm. He remembered it was the Triwizards tournament next.

He'd been a fifth contestant for a imposter had inserted at slip of paper with his name it submitted to a separate school other than Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Buxbatons.

So according to contest rules he had to play as well even though he was a year too young, the rules said once a persons name had been throw out of the cup he (or she) had to go along with everything and do all the activities. He had fought a dragon, gone into the lake to save his best friend, and traveled through a maze that was filled with wonders including Bogart and a Sphinx.
Then he had discovered that Barty Crouch Jr. had been impersonating Professor Moody the whole school year by use of the potion that he and Ron had used just two years ago to see if they could find out who was opening the Chamber of Secrets. He had won the Triwizard tournament but given his Gallons to Fred and George to help fund their joke shop.

So there Harry sat on his bed watching Snape slowly eat the mouse he remembered all the good and bad times he and his friends had had together and wondered where all the good times had gone. In the past couple of years all the good times had flown to someplace he couldn't get to. So settling down on his bed he let a sad little smile come onto face and wondered what adventures this next year would bring.
There. My first serious fic. I hope you all like it and please review since it's new and my first.