As the bright summer day drew to a close Harry leaned back on his bed. For the past two weeks he had done the same and wondered when his ticket out would come. The Order of the Phoenix had moved out of the black house when Sirius had died. The Weasleys had offered him a place to stay, but Dumbledore said he had made arrangements. Harry had waited here in agony for those arrangements yet they had not come. So here he sat when he heard the bang that would change his life forever.

"Harry Potter get down here and clean this up," yelled Uncle Vernon from downstairs in the kitchen.

As he stood up to go down stairs he heard a tapping on his window, but nothing was there so he kept going downstairs. After he had cleaned up the mess (that he did not do) and gotten scolded he returned to his room to see a girl throwing all his belonging in his trunk. He questioned her of who she was and why she was here, but she just told him to shut up and hurry. He followed her as she threw his trunk down stairs and out the front door. Just as they took off on their brooms, Uncle Vernon came running out the door screaming.

"Don't turn back and come along, Potter!" she ordered and they flew on.

They passed many little towns and city and when they finally landed Harry felt that he had been here before. The girl walked up to an empty lot and a house popped up, it was the Black house, but how. Almost as if the girl had read his mind she said, "Hello, my name is Emily Black."

* Hey all I know it is short but I don't know if I should keep going so read and review.*