Chapter 1: Lonely Days

(A.N)[ I do not own Harry Potter or anything else to deal with him he is owned by the great J.K. Rowling]

Harry Potter was not your average teenage boy. Oh no he was much more then just a boy. He was a wizard and a good one at that. He lives with his aunt and uncle along with there over weight very spoiled son Dudley. Harry never really knew why he had to live with his "muggle" family, of course he really didn't know what muggle meant until he met Hagrid on his 11th birthday. Hagrid had to explain everything to Harry about who he is. Harry was only 1 when his parents were taken away from him from the bastard Voldemort. Voldemort was the most evil wizard of them all he kill countless number of people for no reason at except to laugh at his dead victims. When Voldemort killed Harry's parents he tried the same with him. But for some reason unknown Harry survived and Voldemort was killed.

But that is all in past. Harry is now 16 and is in is 6th year at Hogwarts Harry remembers of his last year where he lost the only living thing that connected him to his father. Sirus Black was Harry's godfather. Sirus sworn to protect Harry at all cost. He proved that last year when he was fighting Voldemort. Harry blames himself for Sirus's death. Harry is now alone...at lest to him he hasn't gotten any owls from his friend Ron or Hermione, he met Ron and Hermione in his first year at Hogwarts. They have been though everything together. But why haven't they sent shit to him for the second summer in a row. Harry was about to bust his fist into the wall out of anger when we he herd taping on his window.

"Must be Hedwig back from her hunt." He opened the window and looked at Hedwig's leg it had parchment on it rolled nicely up. He took it and forgot to say thank you to Hedwig for retrieving his first letter of the summer. He opened the letter a read in nice black handwriting.

Dear Harry, I'm really sorry for not writing you sooner I forgot how tough's muggles treat you. Well I got good news your staying the rest of the summer at my house. Like it or not Potter you need friends and I think your agree that that's the best possible way for you to get of your godfather. Well I'll see Friday at 6 o'clock sharp.

Love Hermione

Harry quickly grabbed his suitcase and stuffed anything and everything he could thing of. "I'm leaving! I'm actually leaving.." Harry hears a horn and looks at the clock. "Shit this letters a bit late!" Theirs a knock on the door and Harry charges down to the door and opens it. "Hi Hermione." Hermione gives a pissed look at Harry. "Oh no what I do now." "Harry James Potter what on earth are you doing wearing boxers. That sag and smell like fat." "Huh? Ah." Harry quickly runs up stairs. Hermione follows him up to his room. "Hermione umm as much as I like you being here I'm going to change." What? You think I'll stare at you. You maybe famous but your not to die for. Hermione walks out and looks around the house. "Hermione!" Hermione runs up to see Harry laughing his ass off on the floor. "You skinny little bastard! You scared me I really thought you were hurt. You ever do that I'll Hex you.

(A.N.) [That was Chapter 1 R.R. please.]