Summary: In the end of Harry Potter's fifth year, he saw the painful death of his beloved Godfather, Sirius Black. He also saw the woman who killed him…his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. Sirius was both a father (in a way) and a best friend. Now all that has gone and faded away because of her. Now in his sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry is finally getting revenge.
Disclaimer: I wished I owned Harry Potter because then I would be JKR and that would mean I am a writing God, but guess what? I am none of the above.
Author's Note: Hey! Okay this is one of my first stories so…yeah! This story takes place after Order of the Phoenix and is probably going to be emotional. Long, lengthy reviews, flames and criticism (constructive or not) are always welcome as are any ideas or whatnot for the next chapter. Also if you do or don't like something I wrote, say so in your review along with if you think I should continue writing this fan fic. And feel free to email me with questions or comments.
.::LiLy oF tHe gArDeN::.
Getting RevengeChapter 1: Prologue
Harry awoke from his sleep drenched in cold sweat, for the past two months he had been having nightmares. Nightmares almost identical to the ones about Cedric Diggory, but instead of Cedric it was Sirius. Every night he had to endure the death of his Godfather, Sirius Black, over and over again. Each time, even more painful than the last.
With Lord Voldemort on the loose and with more power, Professor Dumbledore had permitted Harry to move out of the Dursley's and rent out a cheap flat in the heart of London. With Albus, as his secret keeper, Harry felt safe and glad that he wasn't making the same mistake as his parents. What's even more is that Harry hadn't even told Hermione, the Weasley's, or the Order of the Phoenix. Dumbledore had just said to the Order, that Harry was safe.
Harry turned on his side and looked at his alarm clock, it read, "7:34 am". Harry jumped out of bed, took a quick shower, got dressed, and grabbed a piece of toast. Harry slapped his forehead remembering that he had forgotten (ironic isn't it?) to set his alarm last night. In order for Harry to be able to actually stay in his flat, he had decided to get a job at the Ministry of Magic to get a decent income. Ron's dad was able to pull a few strings and get Harry the job of helping Moody train Aurors. He got to be around people who were on the Order of the Phoenix everyday.
Harry then Apparated into the Ministry of Magic, "Hello Mr. Weasley." Harry said to Ron's dad as he passed him in the atrium. Mr. Weasley stopped walking and turned to face Harry and said in a serious tone, "Harry, how many times do I have to tell you? You can call me Arthur." Harry stiffened. "Yes, Arthur. Again, I want to thank you for getting me this job. Now I know what training is going to be like." Harry said with a wink. Harry had the job of helping Moody train the young aurors.
Arthur replied in a pleasant voice, "Anytime Harry. Remember my family and I will always be here for you. If you ever need anything, just send us an owl." "Thank you sir." Harry replied as he smiled and glanced at his watch. "BLOODY HELL I'm going to be late!!!" Harry thought silently as he ran into the elevators and pressed the button for Level Two.
A cool female voice said, "Level Two, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic Office, Auror Headquarters, and the Wizengamot Administration Services." Harry tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for the golden grille of the lift to open. Harry stepped out of the elevator, only to be greeted by…
A/N: CLIFFIE!!!! Please review! If I don't get reviews, then I won't update. If I don't update, then I'll probably just abandon this story like I did on my other stories. So that's a hint for you people who have stumbled over my lovely fanfic. Oh! And in your review please include if you think I should include a chapter about Lily, James, and Sirius from behind the veil or a dead POV (point of view) or wherever the hell they are.
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