Chapter 1 :

It was another ordinary day at Privet Drive number 4. Harry was locked up in his room, writing an essay for History of Magic. It was about as dull as sitting out a double period, with the most dry and boring ghost at Hogwarts, the History of Magic teacher, Professor Binns himself.

He put down his quill, laid aside his parchment and walked over to the open window. The heat outside was unbearable, but inside it was just acceptable. Hedwig sat sleeping in her cage, exhausted from last nights hunting. Uncle Vernon had accepted the fact that Harry had to let her out at night, if he wanted peace and quiet. Last time uncle Vernon had made a big scene about the noise Hedwig made, he had said that he needed his beauty sleep. Harry had commented that by the looks of uncle Vernon, he hadn't had his beauty sleep for at least a century. This remark had felt very good, but it Harry weren't to get away with insulting his uncle this way. He was grounded for 3 weeks. Only to be let out to go to the bathroom and his food was served by the little slot, that uncle Vernon had installed in the door a few years ago. Harry looked down at the front lawn. There ran his cousin Dudley and all of Dudley's friends, playing around with their big waterguns. Well, everybody befriended Dudley, as they were scared of getting beat up by him and his gang of bullies if they didn't. Even as Dudley didn't seem to be interested in making Harry's life as miserable anymore. After the meeting with the Dementors last summer, he actually tended to keep his distance from Harry. This was a fact that didn't bother Harry at all. One problem less for Harry to worry about. And Harry did indeed have problems enough to think about. Last year there had been a big fight a The Ministry of Magic and it had been revealed that the evil Lord Voldemort had returned and he had also regained all of his lost power. In this battle, Harry's godfather Sirius Black had died. This was a devastating blow, and Harry was feeling sick with sorrow every time he thought about it. It had been just on the brink that Dumbledore had shown up and sent Voldemort on the run. This was just a small victory, for Harry and everyone else knew that Voldemort weren't beaten and would return again. It was just a matter of time before he would have come up with at plan, to remove that wizard that he feared the most, Dumbledore, and they had to be ready for that. Harry knew that even though he had faced and beaten Voldemort several times now, he would be doomed if Dumbledore were to fall prey to Voldemort and die. On top of worrying about Voldemort and the sorrow of losing Sirius, Harry simply missed his friends. Sure he could write letters, but nothing could compare or fill the void in his stomach, when he thought about all the vacations and intimate moments he had spent with his best friends Ron and Hermione. Harry couldn't wait for school to start. He wanted so badly to go back behind the safe walls of Hogwarts. He couldn't wait to see Hagrid again. A loud crash and a scream ripped Harry out of his thoughts. It was aunt Petunia who screamed. Another crash and another scream from his aunt sent sickening jolts through his stomach. He ran to the door, but it was locked. Harry took out his wand from his back pocket. He was scared. Not that he cared that much about aunt Petunia, but her scream had sounded horrified and the mere thought that this might have something to do with Voldemort, made his insides squirm. Before Harry could do anything, he heard to loud cracks behind him and he turned around to see what it was, holding the wand ready before him.

And there, right in front of him stood to boys, a few years older than Harry and with blazing red hair and big grins. Harry felt his whole body relax and he lowered his wand. It was his best friend Ron Weasleys' elder twin brothers Fred and George.

"Blimey Harry", said Fred. "Who did you think it was? Professor Snape?"

"I heard aunt Petunia scream", he answered, "twice".

"Oh, I'm really sorry about that," said George, "We wanted to see you and tell you that you will be picked up tonight by Moody and the gang and escorted to the headquarters, but I miscalculated were to apparate to, and I guess your aunt didn't expect the two of us for tea?"

He grinned as he made that last remark. Harry was very happily confused. He had expected that he should spend the whole summer at Privet Drive, so he would be more than happy to get away.

"Come on Harry" said George "Let's get your suitcase packed, you escort could be here anytime."

"But my suitcase is downstairs", said Harry "And the doors is locked and I can't use magic outside of school remember?"

Fred smirked at Harry and said;

"But we are not in school anymore Harry. ALOHOMORA!"

He shouted and pointed his wand at the locked that, which immediately swung open.