Disclaimer: Nothing has changed.still don't own Harry Potter..only the plot

A/n: Please read and REVIEW.I got some reviews, but when I look at other people's stories and their reviews I get all sad again : (

Thanks to:mountaineer779 and I will try to make the chapters longer so there aren't that many parts to it. Tell me if this is any better since its longer.

How do you get so many people to read and review your stories.Tropic you have 216 reviews for a story with nine chapters I think. I feel left out : (

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 2: Expecting the Unexpected (part 3) A Wise Plan or Not? (part of chapter title)

He ran through the kitchen door and bolted it shut. He locked all of the doors and windows in the house knowing it wouldn't do much, because magic could easily break through them. He found his aunt in the living room watching the news.

"Er Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked.

"What is it now?" she asked eyeing Harry suspiciously.

Harry needed to ask her something only the real Aunt Petunia would know to make sure it wasn't an imposter, " Er where was it that I'm supposed to attend school again?"

" St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys," why are you asking?

"Because I needed to make sure it was really you and not an imposter. Listen, when I was outside walking, I heard someone magical disappear and I know it wasn't anyone I know. I have a feeling that Voldemort's people are watching me so I locked everything and I don't think either one of us should leave the house for the rest of the day."

Aunt Petunia looked shocked and scandalized at these words.

" I'm sorry for saying those words under your roof, but I had to let you know what was happening for both our safety, and I knew you would kind of understand because you know the dangers present in the magical world because of last year and I'm sure you don't want anything to happen to yourself, and as for me I doubt you would really care," Harry said before Aunt Petunia could say something.

Aunt Petunia's look softened and she looked scared," I don't want you out of the house for the next two days, dinner will be ready in an hour and you should wait in your room."

"Okay," Harry said and he headed towards his room. Once inside he thought, I'm really lucky I didn't have to use magic, I don't' need anymore problems than I already have. Harry thought it best to sleep before dinner and stay awake through the night. Although the thought of sleep haunted him, he wanted to be sure he could keep watch at night. He lay down on his bed and drifted off once more into an oddly dreamless sleep.

It was now past midnight. Harry had eaten supper at around ten o'clock that evening. His sleep had again been dreamless. He was now in his dark room, ears alert and wary. He was reading a magazine that he found in a pile of garbage in the living room. It was a magazine on different forms of self- defense. This interested Harry. Self-defense would definitely be some kind of an advantage with Voldemort. Although, he probably wouldn't be able to use it too effectively because Voldemort would also have a wand and wouldn't hesitate to kill Harry. A little self-defense wouldn't do any harm. Harry looked through it and found a book about it. A book was the best possible way for him to learn since he wouldn't be able to attend classes or watch a video at Hogwarts.

Amused at what he was doing, Harry filled out the order form and ordered the complete set of books. He would need money though. He thought for a moment and then opened his door quietly. He went to Dudley's room and found some money on his desk. Harry took it and crept back into his room. He looked at the money in his hand and smirked. This would be Dudley's unknown birthday gift to Harry. Harry quickly finished filling out the rest of the order and put the money in an envelope. He checked off rush delivery. Suddenly there was a tapping on his window," Hedwig," Harry whispered and opened the window to let her in.

"Listen Hedwig I have a quick job for you, I need you to take this to Mrs. Figg for me now please. Just tap on her window and don't wait for a reply, come right back here. Hedwig hooted reproachfully, she seemed tired, but did the job nonetheless. When she re-entered the room she went to her cage and drank some water.

Harry kept himself occupied through the night by looking through all his spellbooks. At 5:30 Harry gave the owl 5 Knuts and opened the Daily Prophet. What he saw on the front page made his heart skip a beat.

SIX DEATH EATERS ON THE LOOSE ONCE MORE

Midday yesterday there was another breakout from Azkaban. This is the work of none other than Bellatrix Lestrange. No doubt on Voldemort's orders she went to try and free some of his main people. She was successful. It was strange though how she only went for some of her fellow death eaters and not all of them. She freed six of the twelve death eaters that had been captured. Among the freed are: Lucius Malfoy, Augustus Rockwood, Antonin Dolohov, Mr. Jugson, and her husband, Rodolphus Lestrange. She was on her way to free Rabastan Lestrange when the Aurors caught up to her and they stunned Rabastan Lestrange, and she was forced to leave without him. However, scraps of paper were found at the scene and she was seen charming some of the remaining Death Eaters in Azkaban. The reason this was done however is unknown.

That meant that there was a greater chance that whoever saw Harry through the bushes was a Death Eater. Harry was perturbed by this so much. He knew that whoever it was couldn't harm him in this house, but they could be so much closer than Dumbledore or anyone thought. Harry was now slightly panicked, but didn't want to cause any commotion. In his head, a silent battle was taking place. Should he send a letter to the Order or not? Wouldn't they have known that something had happened to him since they were supposed to be guarding him? Unless something happened or someone was running late. Harry could tell Mrs. Figg, but he was even hesitant about doing that. Whoever it was had been so close, Mrs. Figg was a Squib, they could have easily taken a polyjuice potion and used it to be closer to Harry. These days, Harry wasn't sure what to think or believe anymore.

Harry passed the day in his room. When Hedwig awoke, Harry sent her off to deliver the letter he had written during the night. He had decided not to write about whoever had been watching him because, he was almost sure the Order would know anyway, and he didn't want to sound weak or scared. Late that night, his head full of thoughts and fears, Harry fell into another night of dreamless sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: Hope you enjoyed this one so please REVIEW and tell me if you did or didn't. Sorry it took me a long time to update but I was sick and I still am so it might be 2 or 3 days until I get the next part up. Sorry. Any more suggestions for couples?