The Next Mauraders

Note: The characters, events and settings in this story Do Not belong to me. They belong to J.K. Rowling. Ok just to tell you all this is my first Fanfic so please don't take this story very seriously...um I would love reviews and please feel free to criticize or make comments, as I would like to read them. The first chapter will probably be a bit short because I need to kind of think of things to write and I would like to make this an enjoyable story.

Summary: Our story begins as Harry Potter the boy who lived, after defeating "He who must not be named" on more than one occasion, Harry tries to live a normal life. How is that possible you ask? Well its not for Harry who has lost his parents due to "he who must not be named". While he isn't in school he lives with his aunt and uncle. Whom he dislikes, but he must stay with them due to his aunts relation with his mother. They have the same blood whilst "he who must not be named" cannot break the magical barrier of family.

Harry Potter awoke with a numbing pain on his forehead. Wondering what it was he felt the scar, which he got due to a terrible accident that cot the life of his parents (and almost himself). Harry tried to remember the dream he had just had... It was something like, Voldemort giving a lecture to his new Death eaters, most of them members of the ministry of magic. Although Harry could not see their faces he could tell by the way Voldemort talked to them. He would say things like "Mason don't forget to get me the floo network up and scanned every hour". Harry then knew that he could no longer use floo powder to get to Diagon alley.

Harry heard his aunt's voice from downstairs "H-harry y-your breakfast I-is ready". Ever since his return from Hogwarts after the Order told the Dursleys that they would be keeping an eye on him, the Dursleys have been extra nice. They seemed to think that there was a bug or two in the house that was listening or recording everything they say or do. Harry found it funny watching them all be nice and catching themselves before they could say anything even remotely mean to him. Harry got dressed, and went downstairs. When he got down there his uncle Vernon was already at the table reading the mail that he had Dudley fetch for him, normally this would have been Harry's job. Aunt Petunia gave harry his breakfast. Harry said "thank you" and aunt petunia gave a slight nod. Uncle Vernon looked up from his paper and asked harry if he'd sent a letter to his kind yet. Harry looked over to him and said "my kind". Uncle Vernon looked terrified and aunt Petunia had a look of horror on her face. Dudley just sat there and tried to steal a piece of bacon of Harry's plate. Uncle Vernon looked at Harry and said "uh... no erm.... I meen... uh... your friends form the train station" and he tried to give a small smile. Harry looked at him and shook his head to meen no he had not. The look on each of the Dursleys face's were priceless they all looked so terrified. Aunt Petunia asked Harry if he thought it was wise to go and write one now saying he was alright. Harry said maybe ill do it later the day isn't over yet, and continued eating has bacon, which was all gone because Dudley ate it. Uncle Vernon quickly saw the look of disgust on Harry's face and slided his bacon onto Harry's plate.

After Harry finished eating he ran upstairs to his bedroom and wrote down what he had seen in his dream about Voldemort. He wrote down that he thought Fudge was a death eater now because he had heard his voice speaking to the head of the floo network. A man by the name of Mason, he must be the floo network manager. After that he wrote a similar letter to Ron and Hermoine but with theirs he added "When are you going to bring me back its boring over here". Harry darted across the room and tied the three letters to Hedwig's leg he opened the window as he felt the misty morning breeze and watched her soar across the sunny morning sky.

Note two: Well that's the end of Chapter one I hope you enjoyed it isn't very exciting as you can tell but its kind of late like 2:33amish and I'm a little bit tired. I f I have time tomorrow I will write a bit more but until then that is it.