Chapter one

It was the summer and Harry hadn't heard from Ron or Hermione in quite some time now. He had been stuck at the Dursely's all summer once again. It had seemed like forever for Harry, but he had only been there for two weeks. To pass the time, Harry would sit and either read the book Quidditch Through the Ages, the book Hermione had sent him, or her would just sit and talk to Hedwig who, most of the time, was asleep or screeching.

For most students, summer was the best time of the year, but not for Harry. He much so despised the summer time because summer meant more time with the Durselys and less time to see his friends. Summer for Harry Potter was a living hell. His summer was spent by being tormented by Dudley and his little fat friends. Dudley would tease him, break his things, taunt Hedwig, and do his favorite sport, and probably the only sport his fat arse can get him to do, Harry Hunting. This was not a fun summer for Mr. Harry Potter.

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At this time, Harry was once again alone in his little room with Hedwig. He wasn't really doing much of anything, except praying that the day would soon end and that he would be another step closer to going back to his true home, Hogwarts. Harry missed Hogwarts very much so and he had been once again counting the days down on his calendar until the day he would get to go back.

As Harry stared at the calendar, Hedwig began one of her screeching fits again. At first, Harry thought she had just been trying to get out of her cage, but when Hedwig wouldn't stop, Harry grew suspicious. He turned around and looked to see what Hedwig was yelling at and there, flying high over Hedwig's cage, was Ron's pet owl, Pig. Harry ran over to the cage and tried to catch the menacing bird. When he finally did, Harry placed Pig with Hedwig in her cage and took the letter off Pig's leg. Hedwig did not seem pleased to share her cage with the small wild owl. She began to screech some more, trying to tell Harry to get Pig the hell away from here.

"C'mon Hedwig. He won't be in there with you to long. Just until I read this letter," Harry assured Hedwig. She continued to screech, however, until her voice began to hurt and she stopped.

Harry walked over to his rather large and broken bed and sat down to open the letter. Harry smiled as he opened it, recognizing the sloppily written handwriting on the first sheet of paper in the envelope. Harry noticed there were two pieces of paper in the envelope. He decided to open up Ron's first. It read:

Dear Harry,

Hey Harry! Sorry I didn't write any sooner, but we have been busy packing up to go to Romania to see Charlie again. (Harry read this, then sighed. "Great," he muttered. "Now I'll have to stay here all summer." Harry then continued to read on.) But this year, Percy, Fred, and George have decided to stay at home and mum said that me and Ginny were aloud to bring a friend to come with us. So, I was wondering if you'd want to come. (Harry's heart leaped. He had never been anywhere further from Privet Drive then at Hogwarts. The farther away, the better Harry put it.) This year, Charlie told us that there is a walkthrough, so we can see the dragons up close! (The leap in his heart suddenly became a knot in his throat. "Oh joy," Harry muttered.) Charlie also said that there is a new museum with all these real neat scriptures inscribed in rock walls and stuff that were found in Romania. Well, anyway, I hope you can get your aunt and uncle to let you come.

Ron

P.S. Harry Birthday. Sorry I don't have a gift for you right now, but I promise I'll get you one at Romania

Harry smiled and pulled out a clean sheet of paper and told Ron that he would love to come and that Ron should pick him up A.S.A.P. even if the Durselys say no and that Ron didn't have to get him anything. Leaving the Durselys was the best gift you could get Harry.

After Harry finished writing, he remembered that there was another paper in the envelope. Harry picked up the paper, seeing handwriting he didn't recognize. It was much neater then Ron's .Harry read:

Dear Harry,

Hello Harry. I was just writing to wish you a Happy Birthday. On the back of this page, I taped a little stick thing. Take your wand out and point it at the stick and say "Enlargio". Don't worry, you won't get a letter from the Ministry of Magic for using this spell.

Ginny Weasley

Harry stared at the letter for awhile. Since when did Ginny send him birthday presents? Harry turned the paper over and took the stick off the back of it. He placed it on the bed and went to his trunk. He pulled out his wand and walked back over to the bed. He pointed his wand at the stick and said, "Enlargio." The stick then grew and became something that pleased Harry way more then he had been in almost all his years at Hogwarts.