Harry sat in the living room flicking through the channels on the TV. It was amazing how a little bit of magic suddenly got him a lot more freedom. Harry watched some stupid yet rather funny TV show about a family of yellow people with four fingers when the phone rang.

"Hello." Vernon said pleasantly down the phone. There was silence for a while. "BOY!" Vernon shouted. Harry got up slowly and went to his uncle.

"Yes?" Harry asked

"It's for you." Vernon sneered as he thrust the phone onto Harry's hand. Harry slowly put the receiver to his ear.

"Hello?" He said uncertainly, he'd never really used a phone before.

"Hi Harry, it's Hermione." Came a voice Harry was so pleased to hear. "Have you still got my wand? Jenny said you did have it but I'm not totally sure I believe her."

"Yes I do have your wand." Harry said. "Where are you phoning from?"

"America, I'm staying with Jenny" Hermione said. This surprised Harry. Hermione had never really liked Jenny that much as she thought Jenny was stealing Harry away. It had come as a revelation that Hermione actually loved Harry but she was starting to get over him and was taking a slight interest in Ron, Harry's best friend.

"That's great" Harry said,

"How are you doing?" Hermione said seriously. "I mean, Jenny and I have been worrying ourselves silly. Can you believe that Dumbledore was killed." Harry could hear Hermione's voice shaking slightly.

"I know, it doesn't seem possible." Harry said. He leaned against the wall and saw his uncle giving him warning looks. "I always thought Voldemort would be terrified of Dumbledore."

"That's what everyone thought. I suppose he got over his fear." Hermione said quietly, "Will you be returning to school?"

"I don't know. I'd be killed for certain if I did but I don't really want to hang around here, you know what my family can be like." Harry said with a sigh. "Are you going back?"

"Well, I suppose I should, I want to be able to get some NEWTs before I leave Hogwarts but I know what they'd probably do to me." Hermione said, "I am a mudblood after all."

"No you're not, if you ask me people who say that are the ones with dirty blood" Harry said, remembering the explanation that Hagrid had given him in his second year.

"Thanks Harry." Hermione said slightly more happy.

"Boy, how much longer are you going to be?" Vernon asked.

"Am I getting you into trouble?" Hermione asked. Harry got his wand out and pointed it at Vernon.

"No," Harry said, "Silencio."

"Harry, don't curse your family, that's not why you're allowed to do magic." Hermione said sternly.

"I need to get my frustration out somehow." Harry said.

"But it's still wrong."

"Ok, fine" Harry said, he said the counter spell and Vernon looked on the verge of murdering him

"By the way, I think Sirius or Lupin will be around soon, at your house." Hermione said, "They said they wanted to check up on you because you haven't been sending them Owls"

"Well, Hedwig is on the way to America so obviously, I don't have an owl."

"Did you send my wand?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"She left before I got the chance to give it to her." Harry said. He now twirled his wand in his fingers.

"Well, you could try a banishing spell." Hermione said

"I'm not trying anything on your wand, it's too precious." Harry said. "Hey, have you heard from Ron or Ginny recently?"

"No, but I think, from what Jenny and I have heard, that they've gone into hiding or something." Hermione said.

"Why?" Harry asked. "Couldn't they just stay with you and Jenny?"

"It's not that simple, I don't think. Ok, well Jenny wants me to get back to the garden, breakfast is ready. I just phoned to see if you were ok." Hermione said.

"Tell her I said hi, and that I love her." Harry said.

"Ok" Hermione said. Harry could tell she was smiling. "See you soon Harry."

"Bye." Harry said. He put the receiver down.

"Who was that?" Vernon asked.

"Hermione." Harry said, "She's one of my best friends."

"Is she a freak like you?"

"No. She's an amazing witch. One of the smartest people I know." Harry said. Vernon's face went a maroon colour at the word 'witch'. Harry took a deep breath.

"My god father might be coming to visit as well." Harry added. Vernon's face went pale and he shut the kitchen door. Harry rolled his eyes and headed up to his room. He closed the door and couldn't help smiling at the fact that Hermione had just phoned him. He had never received a phone call, unless you counted Ron's attempt before their second year but Harry hadn't been allowed near the phone. As Harry thought of Ron his smile fell away, what did Hermione mean when she said she thought they'd gone into hiding. Harry called for his house elf and he appeared. Petunia really hated the elf around but put up with it because she knew anything against Harry would mean his godfather or godmother would be round.

"Harry, sir."

"Shoner, could you deliver a letter to Ron and Ginny for me?" Harry asked. Shoner nodded.

"I is here to do as you wishes." Shoner said. Harry nodded and went to his desk and quickly wrote a letter asking Ron where he was and if he was ok. Harry folded up the letter and handed it carefully to Shoner.

"I've asked him to reply. Make sure you stay until he tells you for sure that he's sending me a letter or not." Harry said. Shoner gave a small bow and left the room. Harry pressed his lips together and looked into his mirror. His hair was still really messy. He put his hands to it and ruffled it as much as he could. When he'd finished his hair was in all sorts of angles. He sighed again and flattened it and dug into his pocket for his snitch, a small golden ball with wings. He let it go and watched it fly around for a while then caught it again.

It had been quite a few weeks since Harry had sent the letter to Ron and Shoner had come back with the reply "He is not allowed to tell, Harry, sir but he is saying he is very safe." This calmed Harry's mind slightly but he still worried about them. He still hadn't heard anything from anyone from the order despite regular owls or deliveries to the headquarters. He had received a letter from Jenny and one from Hermione, both letters sat on his desk with Hermione's wand over her letter, it was there reminding him every day that he needed to give it back. From the sounds of it April still wasn't much better then she had been. Harry thought of what day it was. His birthday. He had never looked forwards to his birthday much and this year was no exception. He was seventeen, big deal. He got up heavily and went to Hedwig's empty cage, it was nearly eight in the evening and the sky was a sea of orange and red. The sun was setting earlier and earlier and the nights seemed to last longer like Voldemort was now controlling the rotation of the earth.

Harry just stared outside into the garden and watched a family that lived in the house behind having a barbeque, laughing and the children having water fights. In the next door's house Mr. Kipling was mowing his lawn. Meanwhile in his house the Dursleys pretended he didn't exist and Harry just dug deeper and deeper into his thoughts. As he was about to close his eyes there were two loud cracks followed by shout from down stairs. Harry picked up Hermione's wand and pulled his out. He ran down stairs and skidded to a stop as he saw two figures standing in the hallway. One wore a robe that was now very familiar to Harry. It was a long black robe lined with silver and on the chest two wands crossed. The sign of the head auror. She had long blond hair that flowed down her back, like her daughter, and fairly pale skin. She turned to see Harry and smiled. Her eyes were a chocolatly with a few flecks of green in them. The man next to her was tall with black hair. He looked slightly pale and had dark eyes. Jenny's eyes. You could tell that he had once been handsome. Harry gave them a smile. His godparents, April Marsden and Sirius Black. His girlfriend's parents though they weren't married.

"Harry, how have you been?" April asked.

"Muggles been treating you alright?" Sirius asked

"I know you two." Petunia said pointing at them. April turned to look at Petunia coldly

"Of course you would" April said. Sirius put a hand on April's shoulder.

"No need to be cold to her, she's been looking after Harry for us." Sirius said though Harry was aware that Sirius didn't like the Dursleys much either. "This is my fiancé," April hit him quite hard, "my girlfriend, April Marsden and I'm Sirius Black." All the blood and colour drained from Petunia's usually pale face.

"The mass murderer." Petunia said. Sirius smirked.

"You could say that." He said.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked.

"Come to take you back to America with us." April said. "You don't mind do you?"

"Take him." Petunia said. "He's been nothing but a nuisance. With all that funny stuff he does with his wand." Petunia said flicking her hand at Harry's wand. Sirius beamed and April sighed.

"Well, we'll be taking him off your hands and you may never need to see him again." April said. "He won't be returning after his seventh year." Harry thought Petunia was going to faint. Possibly of relief, possibly of shock, he couldn't tell.

"Well, Harry, why don't you go and pack up." Sirius said.

"Sirius, you can go with him as well." April said. Sirius looked like he was going to argue back but after April gave him a stern look he followed Harry up the stairs.

"So April is healed now?" Harry asked, "Because Jenny told me she isn't much better"

"She isn't completely better but she's well enough to travel around." Sirius said. "So how have you been. Dumbledore's death must have been really hard." Harry shrugged, every time he thought of Dumbledore he felt empty like he'd lost a much loved granddad or relative.

"Yeah, it was." Harry said dully. Sirius put a fatherly hand on Harry's shoulder and shook his head slightly.

"Well you know you can always talk to me or April, we are your legal parents now."

"Yeah I know. But I've been speaking to Jenny a bit." Harry said. Sirius looked at Harry confused. "Never mind." He said entering his bedroom.

"No Harry, has she been sending you owls when we've told you specifically not to write to anyone." Harry frowned slightly, should he tell Sirius, did he know about Jenny's new talent. Though he had only spoken to her in dreams twice.

"Well, she's been phoning me." Harry lied. Sirius looked a bit confused. "That white thing on the table downstairs, you pick it up and speak through it." Harry explained. Sirius nodded slowly.

"Oh, right. Well, lets pack up your stuff." Sirius got out his wand. "Pack" Everything flew into Harry's trunk and it snapped shut. "That'll do." Sirius said. "Ok, you take your firebolt" Sirius smirked slightly, "And I'll take your trunk and the bird cage" Harry nodded and picked up his Firebolt. When he and Sirius got downstairs April was looking at Petunia sympathetically. Harry frowned and looked at his aunt.

"So, not even I'm safe?" Petunia asked.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that." April said.

"But you're the head person." Petunia said angrily

"I know but it doesn't mean I can predict the movements of Voldemort." April said. Petunia shook slightly.

"Just take him." Petunia said, "I don't want to see any of you ever again." April nodded and turned to Harry.

"Ready to go?" April asked.

"Yeah." Harry said. He looked at Petunia. "Well, bye." He said awkwardly. Petunia glared at Harry for a moment. It had been only them in the house. Vernon was still at work and Dudley was out with his gang. Harry didn't know why but he felt slightly sad that he'd be leaving, Privet Drive had been his home for many years, his entire life in fact and he was finally leaving. It didn't matter how much he hated the place or it's inhabitants he was still going to miss it in some way. Sirius got out a watch and pointed his wand at it.

"Portus" He said. "Ok Harry." Sirius said. Harry was about to touch it when Petunia called his name.

"Harry" Petunia said. Harry turned to face his aunt.

"Aunt Petunia?" Harry said. She stared at him tight lipped and seemed to be thinking of what to say.

"Look after yourself and good luck." She said, "I know how dangerous your world can be." Harry gave her a smile and gave his broom to Sirius for a moment.

"Bye." Harry said. He gave his aunt a brief hug. He thought that she was returning his hug slightly but she pulled away.

"Now get going." She said. Harry smiled at her sadly and took his broom back. He checked he had Hermione's wand with him and touched the portkey.

A/N:-And, there, my readers, is Petunia's sensitive side. I thought that after about 16 years of looking after this boy that both of them may have some feeling for each other....even if it is reeeeeaaaally small. A few ickle things, too many reviews for me to write replies for, but for the main things that the reviews have said...

YES VOLDEMORT IS HEADMASTER!! hehe, nice touch, if i do say so myself :D thought it would make for a very interesting story....Also, some of you may be aware of the other version of this story, well I'm gonna spruce this one up a bit so more torture (In Hogwarts), more fights, and possibly a bit more romance but the romance side doesn't fully go with this story....i think...I'm gonna have to reread it.

Um, as for the Harry/Hermione romance....um...lets just say that the last one was meant to be an h/hr fic...but it didn't turn out like that coz i'm a dumbass and made an OC. I really shouldn't have, coz a lot of people seem to hate her, a lot like her so I'm not really sure about that. I myself and a HUGE h/hr fan, but i dunno why i didn't get them together. sorry but i don't think they'll be getting together.

Dudley haters......stay tuned