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Chapter 1
Harry sat in his room at number 4 Privet Drive, tears streaming down his face, he tried not to think of that fateful night in the Department of Mysteries when Sirius, his Godfather and the closest thing to a parent he had since his parents had been killed by Voldemort when he was one, had died trying to save him.
It didn't matter what he did he just couldn't keep his mind off of Sirius. The only other constant thought he had was what he had seen in Snape's pensieve in the previous year. It had certainly painted a different picture of his father and now he was torn between his fathers's friends telling him that he was a great guy and Snape telling him how arrogant his father was.
Harry looked at his clock and it read 11.59 on the 30th July which meant that he would be 16 in a minute, not that he felt like celebrating. He had never really looked forward to his birthday and for the first 10 years of his life no one acknowledged that he had one, least not the Dursleys.
Speaking of the Dursleys, they had been quite nice to him so far that summer but Harry suspected that it had more to do with the threat of a group of wizards landing on his doorstep if he was mistreated more than anything else. Although Dumbledore had explained the reason why he had to go back to the Dursleys every summer it didn't make it any easier. He longed to be at the burrow with Ron and Hermione.
Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a hooting outside the window. It was Hedwig carrying a letter. It was from Ron.
Hi Harry,
How are you? Happy Birthday, Hope the muggles
Are treating you Ok. Not sure when we're going to
See you- Dumbledore can't decide when to call for
You.
See you Soon
Ron Ps Good luck with your Owls
That last comment made Harry angry- he still felt bitter towards Dumbledore for not telling him about the prophecy sooner- If he had known about the prophecy he might not have been lured to the Department of Mysteries and maybe Sirius wouldn't have died.
Sighing he put the letter on the shelf and tried to get some sleep. Predictably he had nightmares about Sirius falling through the veil. He wished there was something that could dull the pain and stop him having nightmares. There is Dreamless Sleep potion, Harry mused but that would mean talking to Snape. Harry hated Snape and he was sure that the feeling was mutual.
Harry was woken the next morning by Uncle Vernon shouting "Shut those ruddy owls up boy" but trying to sound polite about it. He sat up in bed and put his glasses on and opened the window to let Hedwig and the school owl in.
The letter bought by Hedwig was by Remus Lupin who told him that he needed to go to Mrs Figg's house that afternoon and the 2nd letter was the results of his O.W.L.S
Defence against the Dark Arts O Potions O Care of Magical Creatures E History of Magic D Astronomy P Diviniation P Herbologhy A
Harry couldn't believe it- he was expecting to get an O in DADA but potions!! He was glad he got onto the courses needed for his future career but it also meant putting up with Snape's taunts for another 2 years. With any luck he'll just ignore me thought Harry.
At 2.30 that afternoon, Harry said goodbye to the Dursleys and went over to Mrs Figg where he was met by Remus Lupin " Hey Harry, Happy Birthday" he said and pulled out a bag which he than gave to Harry. The bag contained 2 books on becoming an Auror and a moving picture of the Marauders and Lily on their Graduation Day. Harry took one look at it and burst into tears.
Lupin tried to comfort him. " I know you miss them Harry, I do too, there isn't a day that goes by when I don't miss or think about your parents or Sirius but no matter what happens, theyr'll always be there looking over you. Sirius was really proud of you and I'm sure your parents would be if they were here now."
After a moment's silence, Lupin said " Lets go" "Are we going to the Burrow" asked Harry. "No" said Lupin as he threw the floo powder in the fire and said:
"12 Grimmauld Place"
Chapter 1
Harry sat in his room at number 4 Privet Drive, tears streaming down his face, he tried not to think of that fateful night in the Department of Mysteries when Sirius, his Godfather and the closest thing to a parent he had since his parents had been killed by Voldemort when he was one, had died trying to save him.
It didn't matter what he did he just couldn't keep his mind off of Sirius. The only other constant thought he had was what he had seen in Snape's pensieve in the previous year. It had certainly painted a different picture of his father and now he was torn between his fathers's friends telling him that he was a great guy and Snape telling him how arrogant his father was.
Harry looked at his clock and it read 11.59 on the 30th July which meant that he would be 16 in a minute, not that he felt like celebrating. He had never really looked forward to his birthday and for the first 10 years of his life no one acknowledged that he had one, least not the Dursleys.
Speaking of the Dursleys, they had been quite nice to him so far that summer but Harry suspected that it had more to do with the threat of a group of wizards landing on his doorstep if he was mistreated more than anything else. Although Dumbledore had explained the reason why he had to go back to the Dursleys every summer it didn't make it any easier. He longed to be at the burrow with Ron and Hermione.
Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a hooting outside the window. It was Hedwig carrying a letter. It was from Ron.
Hi Harry,
How are you? Happy Birthday, Hope the muggles
Are treating you Ok. Not sure when we're going to
See you- Dumbledore can't decide when to call for
You.
See you Soon
Ron Ps Good luck with your Owls
That last comment made Harry angry- he still felt bitter towards Dumbledore for not telling him about the prophecy sooner- If he had known about the prophecy he might not have been lured to the Department of Mysteries and maybe Sirius wouldn't have died.
Sighing he put the letter on the shelf and tried to get some sleep. Predictably he had nightmares about Sirius falling through the veil. He wished there was something that could dull the pain and stop him having nightmares. There is Dreamless Sleep potion, Harry mused but that would mean talking to Snape. Harry hated Snape and he was sure that the feeling was mutual.
Harry was woken the next morning by Uncle Vernon shouting "Shut those ruddy owls up boy" but trying to sound polite about it. He sat up in bed and put his glasses on and opened the window to let Hedwig and the school owl in.
The letter bought by Hedwig was by Remus Lupin who told him that he needed to go to Mrs Figg's house that afternoon and the 2nd letter was the results of his O.W.L.S
Defence against the Dark Arts O Potions O Care of Magical Creatures E History of Magic D Astronomy P Diviniation P Herbologhy A
Harry couldn't believe it- he was expecting to get an O in DADA but potions!! He was glad he got onto the courses needed for his future career but it also meant putting up with Snape's taunts for another 2 years. With any luck he'll just ignore me thought Harry.
At 2.30 that afternoon, Harry said goodbye to the Dursleys and went over to Mrs Figg where he was met by Remus Lupin " Hey Harry, Happy Birthday" he said and pulled out a bag which he than gave to Harry. The bag contained 2 books on becoming an Auror and a moving picture of the Marauders and Lily on their Graduation Day. Harry took one look at it and burst into tears.
Lupin tried to comfort him. " I know you miss them Harry, I do too, there isn't a day that goes by when I don't miss or think about your parents or Sirius but no matter what happens, theyr'll always be there looking over you. Sirius was really proud of you and I'm sure your parents would be if they were here now."
After a moment's silence, Lupin said " Lets go" "Are we going to the Burrow" asked Harry. "No" said Lupin as he threw the floo powder in the fire and said:
"12 Grimmauld Place"