-x- A/N -x- Here's the second chapter!! I'm so sorry I didn't get it up sooner! I've been so busy and I haven't watched Tv or been on the computer for over a week... since school started. I've been in my second home... the BAND ROOM! yes, the band room is my second home. during football season that's pretty much where we are all the time. Well it's finally the weekend so I can update! here ya go! -x-

Xavier - Hey!! I'm so glad you liked this! I'm sorry I took for ever to update but I finally got a chance to! I put this up once before but i changed some stuff.. I want to write some little ficlets so I might do that sometime! Bye!

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Why? Why did he have to be so stubborn? Why didn't he listen to Hermione? She's always right. Not just on that instance, but about Occlumency too! Whe couldn't he have just listened to her advice and learned Occlumency so he could have shut out his dreams? But most of all, Dumbledore should have told him that Voldemort would try to lure him there! It might have been a whole lot different if he would have...

He was empty. Voldemort had now taken almost everything closest to him. First, his parents, and now Sirius, who was the closest thing He had for a father. And now he's gone, and it was all his fault.

...He will have Power the Dark Lord Knows not... And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... Harry had not told anyone about the Prophecy yet, he recalled. When would he tell them? He wondered. When will he be ready to tell them. And how will they react to this? He didn't know. He couldn't bear to see their faces once he does, and he definately was not ready for that day. He had been sitting on that swing and just walking around, and going back to the swing for hours. A bit before dinner time, he saw something suspicious. His great prat of a cousin, Dudley, and his gang were walking in a group near him. What were they up to? It seemed to Harry that they were hiding something. What's going on?

"Shut up, you!" hissed Dudley, to something obviously small, towards the middle of their little group.

"Don't make us make you shut up, kid!"

Harry jumped up and walked towards them.

"Hey, what's going on??"

"Leave us alone, brat, this is none of your---" Dudley had turned his head and once he noticed Harry, he stopped.

"Hey, Big D, why are we stopping? Lets get on with it!"

"Why don't you go back to bed and dream about your dead boyfriend!!" Roared Dudley. That was enough. Harry would not let him talk to him like that, especially about something he has no clue about.

"Shut up about things that you don't know what the hell you're talking about!!" Screamed Harry. Harry was in the act of pulling out his wand when Dudley let go of a boy and threw him on the ground.

"Let's get out of here."

"But, D..."

"I said let's go."

Harry watched them all leave with disgust, and walked to the boy, who was still laying on the ground. He held out his hand to help him up.

"Are you okay?"

"Yea, I'm okay. Thanks."

"No problem. That was my cousin, Dudley. I'll sort him out." Harry looked at the kid, who looked back at him with a mixture of relief and gratitude. He looked sorta... familiar. Harry noticed how his hair was messy, dark and his eyes were green. His eyes.. they were... familiar. It took a while for this to register in Harry's brain. It was too familiar. Too consequential. "My name is Harry Potter, what's your's?"

"My name is Mark. Mark Evans," said the Boy, looking very confused and sort of taken aback. "Well, nice to, um, finally meet you, Harry. But, I really have to go now. I expect my mom wants me to come home for dinner."

"Um, okay. I'll see you around," said Harry. Harry stood there for a moment. Mark walked off rather quickly. What was his rush?

Harry was walking back towards Number 4 Privit Drive when someone appeared out of no where and threw their arms around him. He was looking down at the ground and didn't see who that someone was, almost being knocked backwards. A bright red haired someone.

"Ginny?! What are you doing here?" exclaimed Harry, who was in complete shock that anyone from the Wizarding world would actually come to Little Whinging.

"Harry! Oh, Harry! You've got to come to the Burrow. Mum and Dad are sitting in front of your house. They've sent me out to get you when we found that you weren't at home!" said Ginny, exasperated. Harry was confused.

"What? Why?"

"We'll explain after we get there." He and Ginny walked back to his Aunt and Uncles house and found Mr. and Mrs. Weasley outside.

"Harry! How are you?" said Mrs. Weasley, embracing him in a tight, mother-like hug.

"I'm okay, thanks," replied Harry who turned to shake Mr. Weasley's hand.

"Hi, Harry. You need to go and get all your stuff and bring it out to the car. We'll explain it later. We have already talked this over with your Aunt and Uncle, and I will say that they were not excited on letting you come with us." Mr. Weasley gave a bit of a laugh at this.

"Yea, well, they aren't keen on letting me do anything that will make me happy," stated Harry. And it was true. Just like Mrs. Figg said last year: the Dursley's wouldn't have let him stay there if they knew he liked going there.

Harry, accompanied by Ginny, both went inside to collect Harry's things. Once they were in his room, they collected his trunk, book, broom and Hedwig.

"Harry, have you been reading the Daily Prophet?" asked Ginny worriedly. Harry stopped packing and sat down on his bed.

"Well, I've been getting it daily and reading bits of it. But, lately, i've only read the article about the escaped Death Eaters," said Harry, suspiciously, "Why?"

"No reason." said Ginny quickly. Before he could argue this she said, "Okay, you have all your stuff? Let's get out to the car." They took Harry's belongings and dragged them down the stairs and heard some yelling coming from outside.

"...Well he's lucky we even agreed to take him in. If it wasn't for that, he would not be living here! Get him away from my family." At that moment, Harry's uncle stormed back inside and glared at Harry as he passed. Harry and Ginny exchanged looks of bewilderment. They walked outside and Mr and Mrs Weasley were talking.

"I tried to explain, Molly." said Mr Weasley, trying to convince her about something. They stopped talking when they saw Harry and Ginny.

-x- A/N -x- Well, there's the next chapter! Please tell me what you think of it. Review!! Please! -x-

- Brianna