Note: Don't flame me, it's my firstie!
Never the way you want it
One month had passed since Harry Potter had left his fifth year at Hogwarts, a year he wished he had never had. The reason? He had lost his godfather.
Sirius had died.
Harry had spent all his time to grief and dwell in memories and dull thoughts. Sometimes he made it to the kitchen to get some food. But he always finished quickly (he didn't eat much) and afterwards he always hurried up to his room. Not that that was anything unusual for the boy, he hated his relatives and avoided them as often as he could, no, the unusual thing was that he always used to spend his days and evenings outdoors but this summer he didn't. Even the Dursleys was wondering what was wrong but more out of curiosity than concern.
This evening was different. Harry started to wake up to reality.
You gotta stop acting like this! Pull yourself together and start living! He thought.
Harry got up and made his way over to the mirror. He narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw his reflection. The same pale and skinny teenager he had always been. But his hair had grown a lot. His hair did no longer look like his fathers had.
Good. I'm tired of living up to his reputation, I'm not like him anyway, he thought.
He switched his cloths to another baggy couple.
Time to say good farewell to the tinny, skinny, pale torn teenager, he thought. Even in his head the words sounded harsh.
Harry got downstairs to the hall. He pulled his old shoes on.
"Where are you going?" growled Vernon.
"Out," said Harry shortly.
"Where?" his uncle demanded to know.
"Non of your damn business!" he said and slammed the door in Vernon's face.
He started to jog towards the park.
If I'm going to get my revenge on Voldemort it would be helpful if I am in shape. I need some muscles. My quidditch reflexes isn't enough, he thought.
Soon his relatives found harry out every morning when they woke up and he didn't return until dinner. After dinner he got out again. Every time he came back he was sweaty. They also saw that he began to get a bit of a tan.
All his sporting made harry forget to answer his mate's letters, even those from the order. He had to send one in atleast three days or they would come and chuck out what's keeping him from answering.
His relatives started there fore to remind him everyday. They had already received two angry phone calls from Mrs Weasley and Moody who wondered what the hell had happened to him.
When Harry came home August the 23:rd his owl Hedwig was waiting for him with a letter.
"Hi and thanks honey. Go and get some water," he said to his owl and took the letter. She hooted softly and did as he said.
He read the letter.
Hi harry,
How are you?
Me and Moody are going to get you out of there to our headquarters you- know- where.
We'll leave around noon tomorrow.
Love
Moony
Harry stared. Go to Grimmuldsplace? But the place was revealed. Why still use it? He thought confused. But he didn't want to go. Not anywhere. Not even to the Burrow. He was left alone at this place. Only Vernon shouted to him. Harry decided to write and tell Remus that he wouldn't come tomorrow.
"I've got Harry's response," said Remus happily when he entered the kitchen in Grimmulds place.
Hermione, Ron, Mrs Weasley, Tonks, Arthur and Severus Snape looked at him.
"Excellent. Read it," said Arthur.
Remus unfolded the envelope and pulled out a piece of parchment.
Hellu Mr Moony-Lupin (Severus snorted)
I'm just fine, really.
Here isn't much difference from Hogwarts.
"How can he even THINK that?" said Ron outraged.
Remus continued.
About tomorrow, I can't go. Or rather I won't go. It's perfect here and I got protection. Now Mr Snape is worst again. The one and only number one on my list if I don't count Voldie and Wormtail. What so ever, don't worry about me, I'm fine and I'll keep being that. Uncle Vernon drives me to Kings Cross September the first, don't worry.
Love
Harry.
There was a dumb silence.
"What did he call Voldemort?" said Tonks belivered.
"Er, Voldie I believe," said Remus.
"What does he mean with me on his list?" said Snape.
"Nothing," said Lupin quickly.
"Say it!" he spat.
"It's a list for people he hates most. Naturally Voldemort, Wormtail, you and Draco Malfoy," said Miss-know-it-all-Hermione Granger. She didn't add the Dursleys.
Severus scrowled.
"I'm going to send after Albus Dumbledore. Something with this letter just isn't right. It doesn't sound like harry at all," said Arthur Weasley and disappeared.
They all waited.
After a few minutes Albus arrived.
"You are right. Severus, Remus, go and check on him," said Albus when he had read the letter.
"But-"began Snape but trailed of when he met Albus gaze.
Muttering he followed Remus to Privet Drive number four.
Hi, be nice alright? It's my first! And I don't speak english usually. OK?
Love
Cercis Blackmore