***Disclaimer!!!! Unfortunately I don't own Harry Potter, believe me I wish I did, that would be kind of kool!!!! I do however own this plotline and the characters of Tim, Jennifer and Caz who you will meet later on. It is fairly safe to say that if you don't recognise something then it is mine but don't hold me to that.***

Before I start, thanx to my sister for proof reading this for me. She might be quite a bit younger than me but she's still good at spotting mistakes.

So Without further ado, I give you.....

Chapter one: -- The letter

Harry sat in his room and peered through the window into the dark and dreary night sky, he was scouring the skyline when he spotted what he was looking for, a grey shadow loomed ever closer to his window of number four privet drive. As his snowy owl Hedwig made a dive for his bedroom window Harry stood back, allowing the owl to enter the room. Hedwig fluttered down onto Harry's bed and held out her leg for Harry to extract a note from her leg.

Harry wasted no time in untying the note and reading it, desperate for any news from the wizarding world. He had been home from school now for a little over a month. His birthday had been and gone with no mention what so ever from his family although all his friends and Sirius and Remus had sent him presents. Although he wouldn't admit it to anyone he was feeling quite low.

The events of the triwizard tournament coupled with Voldemort's return had just knocked it all out of Harry and the way the Dursleys were behaving towards him, although no different to the usual Dursley behaviour was, was the final nail in the coffin so to speak. Harry really couldn't wait to get out of here.

Finally Harry got inside the note, **could there be anymore string around it?!** He wondered to himself. The note read:--

Dear Harry,

How are you doing? How are the Dursleys treating you? Nicely I hope, if not then boy will they have one mad godfather to contend with!! And if they're still around when Sirius is through with them then I'm sure there'll be plenty more people forming a queue behind him! I suppose you're wondering why I am writing to you. Well I thought that for once I would check in on you; make a nice change for you. How was your birthday incidentally, I hope you liked the presents we sent you, neither Sirius nor I were really sure what to get you. I suppose I do have an ulterior motive for writing to you Harry. I know you don't like it with the Dursleys but please promise me you'll stay with them all summer this year. At this time we can't risk you running off. No one wants to see you get hurt, I only say this because I care, I feel an obligation to your parents to look after you and besides I honestly don't want to see you ending up the same way as them. Promise me as well that you'll be wary of strangers and carry your wand with you at all times, I know you aren't supposed to but wouldn't you rather break a couple of rules than end up trying to duel a dark wizard without the use of a wand (I think I already know the answer to that question, you certainly take after your father when it comes to rule breaking!!) Well I have to go now, Sirius and I are on a mission for Dumbledore at current, if you need us Hedwig will be able to find us, she's an extremely intelligent owl.

Love, Remus

Harry finished reading the note and sat there for a second staring into space before he noticed the PS at the end of the note. He scanned it quickly;

PS. I have taken the liberty of getting you a daily prophet subscription for you. One edition every day from now until September. I thought it might help you keep up with events although as yet the ministry are refusing to acknowledge you-know-who's return. Keep in touch, Remus.

Well at least that's one thing thought Harry, he'd been considering taking out a subscription to the daily prophet since school finished.

Harry yawned. For the first time that night he realised how tired he was. He folded up the letter, placed it under his bed in his small cubby under the loose floorboard, took of his glasses, curled up under the duvet and fell into a deep sleep.