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A/N this is my first fic so bare with me. It's about Harry in his sixth year at Hogwarts. If you catch any grammatical or errors or anything wrong with my story please notify me. I hope you all enjoy, and don't forget to R&R



Chapter 1: The Letters

"Come on you can do better then that!" Sirius laughed at his attacker Bellatrix, as he dodged her first jet of red light.

The second jet of light hit him squarely in the chest. The laughter had not yet died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock. His body curved in a graceful arc as he sank backward through the ragged veil hanging from the arc…

"NO SIRIUS!," Harry bellowed into the night.

He snapped back to reality and realized that it was a little past two o'clock in the morning. He had been doing his Defense Against The Dark Arts essay on vampires when he must of dosed off. Harry began rubbing his hands on his scar, which was searing in pain when the door flew open and snapped Harry's doorstopper in two. In the doorway was a fuming Uncle Vernon, looking as if he was going to strangle Harry to death.

"What do you think your doing!" Uncle Vernon yelled at the top of his lungs.

Harry could make out Aunt Petunia and a swollen eyed Dudley standing in the doorway cowering in fear at his rage. "You nearly woke up the whole neighborhood," he spat.



At that moment almost as if on cue the phone rang. Harry's uncle gave one last piercing look to him and stalked off to pick up the phone. Harry could hear his uncle's voice, a good deal calmer now speaking to one of his neighbors.

"Yes I'm sorry Miss. Figg………..yes everything is fine," his uncle calmly spoke into the receiver "ok good night." His uncle hung up the phone and rounded on Harry. "That was Arabella Figg our neighbor, she heard you screaming." Uncle Vernon gave Harry a very frustrated look before continuing, "That's the third time this week boy, any more outburst like that again and there will be no meals for a week." With that he set off with out another word, back to bed.

Dudley and Aunt Petunia stood there for a while staring at Harry before finally following suite and going back to bed. Harry sat up on his bed staring at the wall *it wasn't his fault he kept having these horrible dreams. The closest thing he ever had to a father died, just weeks before and his uncle expected him to keep quite!. However everything always seemed to be his fault* he thought to himself. He knew that no one fully blamed him for Sirius's death. But he blamed himself. If only he had learned occlumency, if only he hadn't fallen for Voldemort's trick….But he had, and that was why Sirius was dead.



As Harry thought about these things he eventually drifted off only to be awoken several hours later by a tapping at his window. It had become slightly brighter out as Harry looked at his clock, it read 5:56, he quickly put his glasses on and looked out the window where five owls stood. He recognized three of them and he could tell by the letter the fourth was holding that it came from Hogwarts, the fifth however was a mystery for now. It was a pure black owl who held a letter which at first Harry thought was blank. He decided he would read that letter last. He relieved all of the owls off there burdens, and gave them a drink of hedwig's water before all but one flew away. The one owl that stayed was in fact Harry's own snowy white owl Hedwig. Harry Picked up the first of the five letters and recognized Hermione's neat writing on the front, he quickly opened it.



Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday *with these words his stomach gave a funny jolt, he hadn't realized that he had finally turned sixteen.* How is your summer going? Mine isn't going to well. I went to go visit Krum in Bulgaria, he totally blew me off. I even suspect that he has a new girlfriend now. Oh well easy come easy go I guess. I really miss you and Ron, I've been talking with him and he says we are both invited to stay at his house again before school starts. I hope to see you soon.

Sincerely, Hermione

P.S I think you will like the present I got for you.

With those words Harry noticed the package that was attached to the letter, He ripped the wrapping paper off of it and sighed. It was a black leather bound book with ice blue lettering across it which read elementals. When he first saw it he groined he really wasn't much of a reader, but Hermione was nothing short of a book worm so it was no great surprise. Although at first he wasn't very excited as he looked into the book he realized it had some magic he never heard about at Hogwarts. He figured before he tried any of them he would wait to discuss the book with Hermione. He then opened the second letter which he could tell by the untidy lettering on it that it was from Ron, his best friend at Hogwarts.

Dear Harry,

I've asked my mom and she said that its ok if you come over and stay for a little bit at the burrow. My summer has been pretty crazy, I just visited my brother Charlie in Romania. That place is FULL of dark creatures, Percy ran into a bicorn! He is lucky he got out alive they're known to eat human flesh. But now that we are back and your welcome to come to the burrow. Ask the muggles if you can come, either way we are coming to get you Friday at five o'clock. Oh and by the way HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Your friend, Ron

Harry's spirits rose a little after this letter. At least Percy went back to the Weasleys. He must of felt pretty stupid after being such a prat to them last year.

Enclosed with Ron's letter was an assortment of wizarding candy from Bertie Bot's Every Flavor Beans to Chocolate Frogs. He was also pleased to see that Ron had bought him a brand new set of wizard chess pieces. The third letter was from Hagrid who like every one else wished him a happy birthday, and sent him a plate of rock cakes as a gift.

The fourth letter was the letter he got annually from Hogwarts reminding him to catch the train, and listing his school supplies. But it felt curiously thicker then it usually did. As he unfolded it he realized it also enclosed how he did on his O.W.L.S, which he took the previous year. He was ecstatic to find out that he had received top marks on his Defense Against the Dark Arts test. He was even happier to find out that he had scraped out a passing potions grade as well. In fact as he looked over his grades it became apparent that he had done remarkably well on every test but Divination which he seemed to of failed miserably.

Now Harry picked up the fifth mysterious looking letter. At first glance Harry thought it was a blank piece of Parchment someone had sent him, but upon closer inspection he realized that there were just seven words written upon it.



Eight o'clock, tonight, don't let muggles know.

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A/N Ok so that's the first chapter of my fic, more to come soon ill try to update as quick as possible but finals are coming close and the work is really mounting. I know this chapter was a little boring but most first chapters are it'll get more interesting as I get more into the story. Please R&R with suggestions for the story……and by the way I don't mind criticism but please don't make it harsh.