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A/N Firstly I would like to thank all of my reviewers even those that showed me my mistakes. Constructive criticism is always welcome. When I first started writing this story I really didn't think that the idea would appeal to any one. I'm really flattered that all of you liked my story. I had gone back and must agree with you. The grammar and punctuation really sucks as such I edited them. Hopefully it will make the story a better read for all readers out there I have to agree with.

mark-33w Harry did go from a sad and depressed teenage boy to some one excepting the problems life was throwing at him rather quickly. Hopefully this new improved chapter will be to every one's liking!

Lord Tarturus: Thank you for hedwigs correct name I didn't have a choice but to buy the books in Afrikaans and they really mess up the names in them. For instance Dumbledore changed to Dompeldarius so I apologize upfront for future mistakes

Chapter1 Return to Privet Drive & Surprising Letters

The first two days back at Privet drive was probably the worst days of Harry's Life. The Dursley's weren't treating him better than previous summers, rather opting to ignore him and forget about his existence. After the warning Mad Eye Moody gave them at the station. This suited Harry just fine for he wasn't even noticing anything around him, still to grieve stricken by his Godfathers death to give a damn about anything or anyone. Remaining in his room only leaving it to use the bathroom and, the kitchen.

Harry wasn't only blaming himself for the death off his Godfather but also for leading his friends into a trap and getting all of them injured because of his incompetence at learning Occlumency from Snape. True the idiot really was a first class arse and, specialized in making Harry's life hell. But Harry still blamed himself for what happened.

And the prophecy Harry didn't even know what to think about it. How was he a teenage boy supposed to go up against the most evil of dark lords in over a century? How was he supposed to be able to not only defeat but also kill this thing? For Harry couldn't bring himself to think off Voldomort as a human.

On the 3rd Day of his Return to Privet drive Harry. Saw the small but excitable form, of the little owl Pig heading towards his room. Catching the fluffy little owl as it entered his room. After removing the letter the little owl carried with him and, setting him of again. After allowing him to take a drink from Hedwigs bowl. Who was currently out hunting. As he threw the letter to the desk in no mood to read about Ron's rambling of the Chudley Cannons. He picked up the letter once again after noticing. That instead of Ron's illegible handwriting the envelope was addressed in definitive feminine handwriting. With fancy loops in the H of Harry and the P of Potter. The envelope was sealed with a wax seal in the shape of an fairy dancing in a field of flowers. The fairy reminded Harry of Ginny having the same waving locks of hair falling to her back, with the same small feminine look. "Where did that come from I have never been interested in Ginny in that way" Frowning he sat down on the bed and opened the letter.


Dear Harry

I know that you're probably wondering why I'm writing to you well I honestly don't know but I decided that u could need another friend right about now one that something other than studying and quidditch on their minds. I know we haven't really been all that close during the past. But during last year I have come to know you as some one more than the great boy who lived. I think that mainly the teensy little problem of me having a mayor crush on you. Had some what prevented us from getting to know each other better. I would really like to get to know you better, and would like you to know that if you would like to talk about stuff I'm here for you

Harry Please don't blame your self for Sirius. I know u loved him and miss him. But he wouldn't want you to mourn his death but rather celebrate his life. And enjoy the life he gave u by protecting u from Death Eaters. As for the others that went with us I don't know but I don't blame u at all for what happened at the D.o.M. I know that I couldn't possibly feel the same loss that you are feeling right now. But I would like to understand how you are feeling so feel free to write me.

Love Ginny

PS. I'm not really dating Dean. Just incase you're interested wink wink

Harry couldn't help smiling after reading the letter from Ginny getting up and, moving over to his desk. To write a reply He decided two things he'll firstly stop blaming himself for Sirius's Death and start to remember the good things about him. It still hurt a lot losing him and it would take some time to get over it but he will not let his sacrifice be in vain. Secondly he was going to get to know Ginny better perhaps he'll even take her up on her offer and for the first time in nearly three weeks since the fight Harry smiled!

During the next three weeks there came a mayor change in attitude in Harry. Instead of being depressed and with no will to live left. He had started to take control of his life. Starting to practice what little he knew about occlumency. He wrote to Dumbledore about allowing him to leave the Dursley's to go and visit his friends, and asking about what Voldomort was up to. And gotten really pissed of at the old man for refusing to allow him and only telling him that is was for his own well being and telling him not to ask questions

Dumbledore telling Harry to not ask any questions was really the one thing that was pissing Harry of the most. Bloody brilliant their only hope of defeating Voldomort was not allowed to know what he was up to! Harry was getting fed up with Dumbledore and his Order. Extremely quickly and was starting to play around with the idea off starting his own Order!

He wasn't receiving any more visions from Voldomort. After he had started practicing his occlemency he had found that rather than to clear his mind. That it was easier to build the mental equivalent of a brick wall around his mind. Keeping out any intrusion sure he could still sometimes feel some light prickling from his scar. But it didn't get to him as much as it used to.

He had also started writing Ginny regularly and getting to know her a lot better. And he had say he liked what he learnt. He was seriously thinking about maybe advancing his relationship with her.

Checking the imaginary brick wall guarding his mind. Harry went to bed on the night of his birthday

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This Fic will most prb contain some Ideas From Dragon BallZ