Ok, I've got a couple of things. Should have disclaimed. Ok

I don't own Harry Potter.

Also don't read my story if you haven't read OOTP

Right, Ill carry on; hope to get some reviews soon. Id love to know what you all think.

The next few weeks at Privet Drive went by with little happening. There were no more strange visits from enemies or friends. In fact, Harry had not heard anything from the wizarding world since Malfoys visit. He had decided soon after that he would not tell anyone, not even Ron or Hermione what had happened. I don't want to worry them, thought Harry. He was also bitter that they had not bothered to get in contact with him for 2 months. Especially as they had promised him when they last saw him that he wouldn't be in the non-muggle world for long. I guess I can believe much my friends say anymore can I, he said to himself sadly.

2 more weeks passed before anything of interest happened. Harry was on his own in the back garden on a Sunday afternoon reading "Tips for Taming Tentacles" for his Herbology lessons when a scream came from the kitchen and then a loud crash.

Harry dropped his book and ran to the house. The sight he found was an amusing one. Petunia had obviously screamed and had leapt on Vernon's back, Dudley was hiding behind the door and Vernon was holding up his copy of "The Mail" as if he was going to beat someone with it. As soon as he saw Harry he yelled at the top of his voice "OWLS!" Harry sighed and went to the bird, which was looking very pleased and proud and held out its leg to Harry. Harry took the letter and expected the Owl to fly away but it didn't. Instead it flew high about their heads and then dived between Vernon's legs. Vernon squealed, fell back and sent Petunia flying into the Plate of Roast Chicken and Gravy she had just prepared. The mischievous owl then flew up and away with a mouse in its beak. Harry could have sworn it winked as he looked at it and he smiled.

Harry turned sharpish to head to his bedroom to read his letter when Vernon grabbed him. He was so angry his moustache was quivering. "WHERE EXACTLY DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING? THAT OWL BROUGHT A MOUSE INTO MY HOUSE! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!" He stopped shouting but the anger in his voice didn't go away. "There will be no more owls, if that damn school must contact you, they will do so the normal way or you will not stay here again, do you understand me?" Harry turned to Vernon.

"You know I can't leave," he said slowly but he could feel his temper rising. "I'm stuck here, oh and I think you will find the mouse was already here".

Vernon didn't say anything but his fist came out of nowhere and sent Harry flying backwards and banged his head on the door. Harry swallowed and slowly got to his feet. Dudley was grinning but Petunia looked horrified. She had hold of her husband's arm, who also seemed to be shocked at what he had done.

"Go to you room, Harry." Petunia said. Harry stared at her, realising she never called him Harry. Tears came to his eyes again and he turned and ran.

Back in his room, he looked down at his letter. He was used to his Uncles temper, that was true, but Vernon had never hit him like that before. Harry knew he would have a black eye and hoped it would be gone before school. Otherwise, he thought glumly, Draco Malfoy will be delighted. The thought of Malfoy brought him back to the warning he had received from Malfoy senior about the creature Voldemort couldn't stop. But Harry could. He realised at that moment that he HAD to tell someone. He knew whom he wanted to tell but that was impossible. He wondered what Sirius would have told Harry to do. Certainly not to trust Malfoy. He made his decision. He would write to Remus Lupin, the only wizard left from his Dads old group who could be trusted. But first he thought, he would open his letter. He undid the envelope and smiled.. at last, a letter from Ron, Hermione and one from HOGWARTS! His OWLS! He had forgotten all about that. He opened his results quickly and breathlessly looked at his marks. He had done it OWLS in all his classes but History of Magic and Divination but he could work around that. He couldn't believe it. He was so happy he forgot about the other letters waiting to be opened but then he saw them and decided to got for Hermione's first. He ripped it open and quickly read..

Harry, We know who came to see you and we are looking into it. Don't trust him and stay at home for now. Dumbledore is making plans for you to be picked up by member of the Order. Just stay inside whatever you do. This isn't like last year, this is different. We are all being told to stay in our homes. My Mum and Dad have no idea what is happening and are worried. I'm worried and can't wait to see you.

Take Care

Hermione.

Harry read the letter again and then ripped it up. He then opened Rons, which said:

Lupin is coming to get you tomorrow along with Moody, the muggles will go along with it don't you worry.

See you soon.

Ron.

Harry's mind was now racing. What did all this mean. He couldn't wait to see the others, ask them some questions. He stood up to go back downstairs to retrieve his schoolbooks.

BANG He spun around and was frozen by what he saw. For a second he thought a Dementor was in his bedroom but then realised that this was something different. It was dressed in all black and hooded but he could see its face, which was a skull and also saw it had a sword in its hand. The creature glided towards Harry who backed away towards the door. Harry felt for the door knob, found it and turned but the door would not open. He starred back at the creature that had begun to speak in soft, disturbing tones.

"Harry Potter, Her Time is now. You will not interfere. All must be done correctly. Her Time is now. All with magic will bow down or die. This is your only warning. Take Heed. HER TIME IS NOW!" Then the creature grabbed Harry's hand and he felt fear race up his arm and realised the creature whatever it was was ripping his skin off. He cried and struggled and it released him. "You are marked" it snarled "you are hers". And with that it was gone in a flash.

Harry lay on the ground panting, holding his arm. He looked fearfully at the mark where it had burned his flesh and released a mark was there, quite like the Dark Mark but it was of 2 ravens and a rose instead. Harry stared at it and was terrified. He wanted the next day to come straight away. He had to talk to Dumbledore, as soon as possible.