Chapter 1: O.W.L's

Harry sat on his bed doing his summer holiday homework. Professor McGonagall had sent it to him right after school had ended in hopes if helping him get ready for the sixth year and to get his mind off things. Though it hadn't been too bad this summer on Pervit Drive he still wished he could be back at Hoggwarts with all his friends and the DA. Well, at the very least, he wished to be permitted to return to Grimmild Place or The Burrow. At least he could see his friends their. He hated being alone. Being alone meant being stuck in his own thoughts about Sirius. He still missed him deeply and could not seem to focus on anything else while at Pervit Drive. At least when he got letters from his friends that took his mind off things for a short while. However, at the moment, he was once again trying to focus on his last piece of homework Potions. It was a really long essay on the composition of the Memory Enhancement potion. He could not believe how ridiculously complicated it was.
"Ouch," he yelped suddenly, " What was that for Hedwig?" His pet owl had been hooting to get his attention for several minuets now and had grown inpatient. Hedwig had swooped down apron Harry from her perch and gave him a sharp peck on the hand.
"Oh." Said Harry, finally noticing the brown barn owl perched on his window. The owl dropped its letter into his hands and took off back outside of his window.
"Wow," said Harry in surprise, "its my OWL grades. I wonder how I did."
Harry took no more time to mentally debate the matter and tore the letter open. His grades and letter read thus:

Astronomy........A Care of Magical Creatures.E Charms.........O Defense Agents the Dark..O Divination........A Herbology........E History of Magic......P Potions.........O Transfiguration.......O

Congratulations, Mr. Harry James Potter, on you achievement of 'eight' owls'. Hoggwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is pleased to inform you that you have successfully achieved enough owls' to work of you career goal of 'Auror'. Enclosed you will find a sigh up sheet for you classes this coming school year. However, we regret to inform you, that you will not be able to continue in any classes in which you have received a 'P' grade. Note: Some classes may have more strict regulations. You may sign up for any five to seven courses of you choice in which you have achieved the requirement. Please also note that you should chouse classes in which fit you career path of 'Auror'. Again, congratulations on your test results.

OWL Grading Staff Wizarding Education Board Ministry of Magic

Dear Mr. Potter,
I would like to congratulate you on your OWL achievement. It seems to me, that you are well on you way to becoming all I know you can be. I promised you last year that I would help you on you path to becoming an Auror and I shell stand by that promise. I have devised a training/work schedule for you for this coming year. You will work with me for two hours on Sunday evenings after 6pm. I am also pleased to inform you of two more pieces of good news. One, you are to be given back you full privileges of being on the Gryffindor House Quidditch team and, secondly, you have been named team captain. I do not wish to put any undue stress on you but the Headmaster also requested that you continue to have DA meeting for any students that wish to attend. Please write back to me with you responses on the subject as soon as you can, seeing as we would like to have this all set up before the start of term next year. Congratulations again.

Professor Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress Hoggwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Harry set to work at once writing a letter back to Professor McGonagall. His heat was pounding so fast. He couldn't believe all this was happening in, seemingly, minutes. He was going to be Gryffindor Quidditch caption, he had gotten eight owls', they were continuing the DA, and, best of all, he had the graded to become an Auror, with McGonagall's help that is. However, he didn't care how long or hard he had to work of study. He was going to be at school aging. Doing the things he loved and that was all the mattered.
He went to bed felling good that night. With plans to write Ron first thing in the morning and tell him all that had happened. He was so happy that he didn't even care if he had to stay at Pervit Drive for the last two weeks of summer. He was asleep in minutes, dreaming about the DA, Quidditch, and becoming and Auror.