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Chapter 2

After sending the letter, Harry lain on the bed, exhausted. He did not have a decent sleep since the first day of the summer holidays. It was very hard to sleep. At times, Harry had only fallen asleep because of sheer exhaustion. Needless to say, Harry is very grumpy.

The Dursleys were steering clear of Harry, as they were afraid of the crowd that met Harry at King Cross Station. The only time that they talk to Harry was when it was the time to send a letter to Moody. They didn't even call Harry down for breakfast. They were afraid of angering Harry as it would sent the crowd they meet at King Cross Station up their doorstep, as they had on the first day of the holidays.

The sun rose and shone into Harry's room. Harry lay on the bed, tossing and turning, never still. Harry was thinking about Sirius. There was no way he could not think of Sirius. During the day, everything reminded Harry of Sirius. Harry had half a mind that the Dursleys were purposefully reminding Harry of Sirius. During the night, Sirius, Cedric, his parents and countless other that he had seen in his visions.

It was only about a week into the holiday and Harry had already finished all his holidays' homework, revising them for seven to eight times. He also read, no memorized, all the textbooks. Harry knew that the main homework will come with his O.W.L results, but there was nothing for Harry to do now. The results will come in late July, two more weeks.

Harry was bored, very bored. He couldn't help but think of Sirius. In the first week, Harry had the homework to keep his mind off Sirius, but now, since Harry had already finished his homework, he had nothing to keep his mind off Sirius.

Harry thought about his years at Hogwarts, mainly his third year, when he met Sirius. He though about the Firebolt that Sirius had given him, the one that was guarded by trolls that Umbridge had employed. Then it hit him.

Sirius couldn't have brought him the Firebolt by himself, he must have used catalogs and paid from his Gringgots account. Harry could have kissed Sirius that is if his body was still here. At that thought, Harry slumped down, again.

Shaking his head, Harry stood up and sent Hedwig to get catalogs from all the bookshop in the wizarding world as he thought that at least he could get his mind off Sirius and learn something new to practice in school.

Finally, Harry headed down to breakfast, wishing that Hedwig would be faster.

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At around noon, Harry was lying on his bed rereading his textbooks.

Tap! Tap!

With that Harry shot up from his bed and opened his window. The Dursleys no longer care about owls coming in and out of the house. They had told the neighbors that Harry was taught to be an owl trainer at his school.

Hedwig entered the room, weighed down with catalogs of all kinds.

Harry greedily took the catalogs from Hedwig. He fed Hedwig a couple of owl treats, thanking her for her help.

Harry browsed though the catalogs, selecting the books he need, all the Defense, Charms, Potions and Transfiguration books that he could find. Harry also took a couple of muggle martial arts books, he figured that strengthen his body will help him in his fight against Voldie. At last, Harry signed the slip allowing the shops to get money from his Gringgots account.

And again sent Hedwig to the bookshops.

Then Harry collapsed onto the bed. He had nothing else to do. Then Harry thought of to condition his body for the martial arts that he will be pratising.

With that Harry walked out of the house and started jogging.

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He never though that jogging would be that difficult. He had been running from Dudley and his gang when he was small. And Harry thought that his body was quite well conditioned. But he was wrong.

Harry had started out just fine. He jogged toward the park and back for a few times.

The first and second rounds were very good. The third and fourth rounds were ok. The fifth and sixth round were a little exhausting. The seventh and eighth were very exhausting. The ninth round was hell for Harry.

Finally when Harry stumbled back to the house, it was already evening. He walked slowly up the stairs, breathing heavily, not unlike Dudley.

Harry collapsed on the bed, tired out.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

Harry saw Hedwig outside the window. He dragged himself over to the window to open the latch to allow Hedwig to enter.

And he fell on his butt, not expecting the sight outside.

Owls were outside, lots of owls, owls of all kinds, from huge barn owls to teams of six owls together.

The owls outside hooted and some owls with smaller packages flew in side. But the owls with packages larger than the window were unable to enter.

Harry was shocked. He didn't expect to see so many owls carrying his books.

Thinking quickly, Harry ran outside and called the owls down. He took the packages from the owls and fed them an owl treat each and sent them on their way back.

Harry was at a loss of what to do. On one hand, he was not able to carry the packages all by himself to his room. And on the other, he cannot leave the package lying outside the house.

Finally, Harry decided to risk Uncle Veron's anger, not that he had any anger he dare to vent on him.

Harry carried the package into the house, one by one, the largest first. Once inside the house, Harry found that the Dursleys were not in the kitchen. Dudley was watching T.V. in the living room, Uncle Veron and Aunt Petunia were nowhere in sight.

Quickly and quietly, Harry took the smaller packages upstairs, leaving the larger package downstairs. Harry repeated this a few more times until the smaller packages were in the room.

Harry tiptoed downstairs again, seeing nobody there; Harry stuffed the larger packages into the cupboard, deciding to take them when the Dursleys are asleep.

Then, Harry took care of the owls in his room, hiding the most of the packages under the floorboard, some in his truck.

After Harry had sent the last owl away, Uncle Veron burst into the room.

"What the hell is happening? What are the ruddy owls doing outside the house? The neighbors noticed it and asked us what is happening," roared Uncle Veron.

"What owls are you talking about, Uncle Veron?" asked Harry with an overly innocent voice.

"You know what I am talking about!" roared Uncle Veron.

"What are you talking about, Uncle Veron? I really don't know what you are talking about," said Harry, even when he knew what Uncle Veron is talking about, "There aren't any owls outside there."

"WHAT?" roared Uncle Veron as he looked outside as if expecting an owl to appear.

"You know, maybe I should write to my friends, you know, to ask them what happened," said Harry while looking at Uncle Veron.

"WHAT? No, you don't need to write to your fri-ends, ma-ay-be I was-as wron- rong." said Uncle Veron as his face paled at the mention of Harry's friends.

"Ok, so if there isn't anything, can you going outside, I have work to do." said Harry.

With that, Uncle Veron went outside.

Relieved, Harry sat down on the floor. It was a close shave. And Harry thought that he found out where Uncle Veron and Aunt Petunia was, dealing with the neighbors.

With that, Harry dig out a book and start reading, determined to learn everything he could, to defeat Voldie.

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Now, a few weeks after buy the books, two weeks to be exact. Harry had already finished all of the books, even the gigantic tome that was the book, 'Every Hex, Jinx, Curse that You Want to Know for Every Purpose in the World'.

Harry lay on the bed, getting angry with himself for finishing all of the books that fast. But it couldn't be helped. Every time Harry thought of Sirius, Harry pushed himself to work harder. So it was not surprising that Harry finished all the books in two weeks as Harry thought of Sirius very often.

But Harry did not care. Harry wanted to vent some of his anger. It was very frustrating to see Voldemort attack the innocents and not to be able to help at all. At first, there was a lot of pain to keep his mind off the attacks whenever Voldemort casted any spells. Then, slowly the pain grew softer and softer until there wasn't any pain left. Harry had taken to study the Death Eaters' dueling tactics and how they cast the spells to keep his mind off the attacks. Harry also taken the chance to study the Order's member tactics whenever they appear to stop the attacks.

Harry sat down, getting angry at everything now. The Order didn't pass any new about the situation now, only asking if he is all right. Ron and Hermione wasn't any better, they sent letters asking if he was coping with the death of Sirius, although Ron was only implying the question. The Dursleys, it would be a laugh if they were any better, treading around him, afraid of him, as if he could turn into a lion and eat them.

Harry was getting angry, very angry. Then suddenly, some of the anger went out of him, and all the glass in the house broke. Harry was surprised. He had gotten angry with himself for a couple of times before and nothing like this happened.

The feeling that he had gotten was indescribable, the feeling of magic rushing out of him. It was incredible.

Feeling excited, Harry closed his eyes and said in a firm voice:

"ACCIO QUILL"

With a slight brush of something in his hand, Harry opened his eyes, not daring to believe his eyes; a quill was in his hand. Harry waited for a few minutes, nothing came, nothing from the Ministry of Magic, telling him that he was to attend a hearing for misuse of magic.

"Yahoo! I did it!"

And soon, the rest of the night, and the next week, were spent practicing the spells, curses, jinxes, hexes and charms that Harry had learnt at the start of the holidays.

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It was night and Harry was in bed, aiming his finger at a target that was about 30 feet away from him. The room had under gone a huge change since Harry had started practicing wandless magic. The room is now easily the largest room in Privet Drive 4. And the room was very neat; all Dudley's toys were shrank and placed in a corner. All of the books that Harry had ordered are now gone from the room. Harry had charmed the cupboard under the stairs; it is now the private library of Harry. Harry had told Uncle Veron that he had charmed the cupboard and the Dursleys stayed away from the cupboard as if it is the plague.

Tap! Tap!

Harry flicked a finger and the window unlatched and allowed the owls access into the room. Harry was now changed. He had become better built. He was now taller than he was at the start of the holidays. Harry's face hid more of his expression. If any of his Hogwarts schoolmates see him now, they would not have believed that was Harry if not for the lighting bolt scar of his.

Harry looked at the clock, 12.01 it says. Harry had been sixteen for a minute already and the presents arrived right on time.

Harry took the presents from the owls and fed them an owl treat each.

First, Harry opened the present from Hermione, which Hedwig brought. It was a set of book, a trilogy fiction muggle book on magic, entitled, 'Lord of the Rings'. From the summary, Harry Knew that it was about a hobbit having to prevent the Ring that command all from falling into the Dark Lord, Sauron's hands, while bringing it to the Crack of Doom to destroy the Ring. Trust Hermione to get the right book.

Harry, Hope that you are fine, anyway, I have gotten my results back. I am so happy; I got 15 OWLs, breaking the current record held by Percy, 14 OWLs. I got an O in theory charms, practical charms, theory transfiguration, practical transfiguration, theory DADA, practical DADA, theory potions, theory astronomy, theory history of magic, theory Arithmancy, an E in practical herbology, practical potions, practical CoMC, theory Ancient runes and an A in practical astronomy. How did you do? Hermione.

Secondly, Harry opened Ron's present. Surprisingly, it was a book entitled, 'Everything a Professional Captain Have to Know About'. Inside there was a note.

Harry, Next year you will be the oldest member on the team, so you will have to be Captain. This book belongs to Charlie when he was the Captain. Now we decided that we should pass in on to you. I trust you to put this book to good use. I got 12 OWLs, 5 Os, 5 Es, 2 As and 2 P. Not bad, huh? Ron

Then, Harry opened Mrs. Weasley's present, it was a huge cake for him, Mrs. Weasley must be trying to fatten him up.

After that, Harry opened Luna's present. It was a little weird but that was to be expected. Inside the box, there were a pair of earrings and a note.

Harry, This pair of earring can help you tell if an item is enchanted. If you place one of the earrings on something magical, the other one will sound. Luna.

Next, is a present from Neville, inside it, there was a wand holster.

Harry, Thank you for all your help, without you, I would never be this proud of myself. My Grandma brought me a new wand; hopefully, it will be better suited to my needs. Thanks Neville.

Harry opened up the other presents, they were little trinkets from everyone he knew, all of the non-Gryffindor wrote to tell him how much they believe him.

Harry was taking the letter from the last owl when Fawkes appeared with a flash of fire.

"Fawkes!"

The phoenix sang a note greeting Harry. Then Harry saw what Fawkes was carrying. It was easily the largest package of the day. Harry opened the package and saw a Pensieve inside.

Harry, I believe that you may have too many thoughts in your head and that it would be easier for you to take some of them out. The charm is Removio Memories. I trust that you know the movement of the wand. Also, attached are the Hogwarts Letter and your OWLs results, which I believe that you are excited to know. Sorry for your loss once again, Harry. Professor Dumbledore

Harry tore opened the letter bearing his OWLs results.

Mr. Potter,

Your O.W.Ls results are as below:

Outstanding theory charms

Outstanding practical charms

O.W.L = Outstanding

Exceeds Expectations theory transfiguration

Outstanding practical transfiguration

O.W.L = Outstanding

Outstanding theory DADA

Outstanding practical DADA

O.W.L = Outstanding (This is the highest mark given to a student since 1789)

Outstanding theory potions

Exceed Expectations practical potions

O.W.L = Outstanding

Exceeds Expectations theory astronomy

Acceptable practical astronomy

O.W.L = Exceeds Expectations

Outstanding practical CoMC

O.W.L = Outstanding

Exceeds Expectations practical herbology

O.W.L = Exceeds Expectations

Acceptable theory history of magic

O.W.L = Acceptable

Dreadful practical divination

O.W.L = Dreadful

Grand Total of: 7 Outstanding, 4 Exceeds Expectations, 2 Acceptable, 1 Dreadful
13 OWL

You are encouraged to join the classes below:

POTIONS

TRANSFIGURATION

CHARMS

DEFENCE AGAINST DARK ARTS

CARE OF MAGICAL CREATURE

ASTRONOMY

To say that Harry was shocked is an understatement. He never expected to get such a good result. Harry immediately wrote a reply to Ron and Hermione and sent the owl on their way back.

At last, Harry turned to the last owl.

Written on top of the letter was:

The Last Will of Sirius Black

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