Hey everyone! Sorry this took so long... you know how school is. I just wanted to tell everyone that I preordered my copy of Harry Potter and the golden Phoenix on Amazon.com! I'm soo excited! ALSO if you live near a Warner Brothers store… GET THERE NOW! American Online bought the WB and they are getting rid of their stores. Our store is shutting down in two weeks. I'm not sure if everyone's is like that but get there quick and buy your Harry Potter stuff! The stores are discounting everything so get there! They aren't even going to sell the stuff online. I know.. it stinks… I think we should protest. Well I'm off to go to bed early so I can go to work early so I can save up money to buy more Harry Potter Stuff! My next goal you ask? The Harry Potter Beach towel! YEAH BABY! (Hey! Summers comin! Lol)

Mary Fredo ran out of the house screaming, causing the whole neighborhood to turn on their porch lights and come out of their homes. She ran as fast as she could but was no match for a pair of wings who reached Harry first. Hedwig landed on Harry's chest hooting wildly, pecking lightly at his T-shirt. Not even Mary's futile attempts to shoo her effected Hewig's desperate attempt to wake Harry.

"Move you dirty owl! Shoo!" Mary stammered, trying to get the owl away so she could get to Harry. Hedwig stopped to give her a once over and continued on her pecking.

Mary noticed blood trickle out from under Harry's messy hair and shuddered, covering her mouth. She had to get to the boy and try to help him but how could she get this owl away? After countless tries to swat the bird away, she finally gave in and pleaded softly. "Please owl! If I don't help him soon he might die! PLEASE!"

Hedwig stopped what she was doing and looked up at the lady. Her eyes leaked tears that streamed down her flushed face and her hands were shaking. Slowly and quietly Hedwig stepped back, reached down to grab the Hogwarts letter still laying where the dog had dropped it and hooted silently one last time at Harry's motionless body before taking flight into the colorless sky.

Mary watched the owl sore away for a brief second before reaching for Harry's wrist to check his pulse. She sighed with great relief when she found a weak one and looked up at the driver who had come out of her car to watch. Her hands were covering her mouth and Mary could see her knees shaking to the point where she thought the girl would fall down. "What happened?" Mary said while taking Harry's glasses off his head and placing them in her apron pocket.

The girl finally lowered her hands from her mouth to answer but only a squeak came out. Mary realized she wasn't going to get an answer just yet and continued checking Harry's pulse making sure she still had him. After a minute, Mary heard her husband run out of the house. "Stay there Alice! Watch your brother!" He screamed to the little girl who was trying desperately to see what was going on outside from the screen door.

Mr. Fredo finally made it to his wife's side. "I called 911. They are on their way right now. Is he ok?" Mary placed her palm on Harry's forehead pushing away his hair to reveal his scar. "He's alive. That's all I can ask for right now." Her husband cocked his head to the side examining Harry's scar. "Did he hit his head here too?" Mary shook her head. "No he has had that for a while it looks like. I saw it this morning."

Mary was cut short when they heard sirens in the distance. She looked up from Harry's face to see if she could see the ambulance coming down the street. She couldn't so she started to bring her eyes back to the young boy in front of her when she caught a glimpse of a trembling ball of fur cowering next to the curb. "Honey… I found Crackers." Her husband followed her eyes to the tiny dog and his jaw dropped. "You don't think…?" He said as he stood up and scurried over to the dog, picking it up. A new voice was heard through the now growing crowd of on lookers. "He saved the dog." The voice belonged to the trembling driver. "He ran in front of me so quick and I saw the dog land near the sidewalk right before I… I… I'm so sorry!" A nearby neighbor put her arms around the young girl to comfort her just as red and blue lights came to a halt near them.

Two paramedics ran over to Harry, checking his pulse like Mary did and lifting his eyes checking for responses. One Paramedic spoke loud and clearly over his shoulder as he worked to get some answers. "How long has he been unconscious?" Mary stepped forward to answer the man. "He was like that when I got to him. It was only a few seconds." Mary watched as they lifted Harry gently and placed him on a long board. The other paramedic was putting gauze on the back of Harry's head. "Are you his parents?" Mary and Greg looked at each other swiftly before both answering in unison. "No." The paramedic didn't respond to the answer till he was done checking Harry's eyes for responses. "Does anyone know this boys name?" The paramedic said as he helped secure a neck brace. "It's Harry. His name is Harry. Look, can I go with him? He kinda knows me." The men pushed the gurney onto the back of the ambulance swiftly yet carefully and prepared to leave. "Sure Ma'am get in." One of them said to Mary as they packed up fast.

Mary hopped in quickly and nodded to her husband as the ambulance doors shut and the vehicle burst into motion.

Hermione sat Indian style on her bed with a large book in her lap. The rest of her bed was almost unrecognizable, covered with parchment and more books. After finishing "Chapter 7, Communicating with a Banshee", she set the book aside and stretched. She had been studying all summer but since she had gotten her Hogwarts letter a couple days ago, Hermione locked herself in her bedroom with her books. She only left it a few times a day for food and other important things.

She yawned loudly causing her cat Crookshanks to lift his head off of his cat bed and yawn along with her. "I'm sorry Crookshanks. I know me being up this late is keeping you up." She said while standing up from her pile of books. "I promise I'll go to bed soon."

Crookshanks meowed quietly and turned onto his other side trying desperately to avoid the light. Hermione made her way over to the window and knelt down in front of it. The stars twinkled brightly in the dark sky above her and Hermione took her time picking the perfect one to wish on. She wished her last two weeks would fly by fast. She couldn't wait to get back to Howarts. To Ron. To Harry. She hadn't talked to either of them much over the summer. Just a few "Hello" Owls here and there. But Hermione needed to talk to one of them… especially Ron.

Before they left Hogwarts the beginning of summer, Her and Ron were discussing throwing Harry a birthday party when they came back to Hogwarts. She knew he would love it and she sighed aloud as she pictured his face light up when he walked into the common room packed with people just for him.

Hermione sat at the window for a while, just staring out and enjoying the scenery when her eye locked on something in the distance. She squinted them trying to make out the white unidentified object. It seemed to be getting closer and closer and Hermione realized what it was just in time to duck her head as it exploded into her bedroom window.

"Hedwig!" She screamed while running over to the large owl who crashed into the closet adjacent to the window. "What is wrong with you girl! You have never been so clumsy! Did you eat a bad mouse or something?" Hermione removed shirts and pants off of Hedwig and moved aside for the owl to come out. She flew onto Hermione's shoulder franticly and started hooting uncontrollably.

"Calm down girl your gonna wake up my parents!" Hedwig took a piece of paper out of her talons and put it in her beak as she flew circles around Hermione's head. "What do you got girl? Come on give it here." The snow-white owl landed at her feet and placed the white paper onto the floor gingerly before stepping back and hooting sadly.

Hermione cocked her head to the side watching the owls' actions. She had never seen Hedwig act like this before. She slowly reached down to pick up the letter and carried it over to her bed. Once she was seated she took to examining the folded up letter. After unfolding it once her eyes ran over a red spot on the paper. Hermione felt her heart stop as she carefully unfolded the rest and read what it said. She dropped it to her feet and let out a low wheeze as she attempted to take in a breath. "B… Blood…" she said in almost a whisper.

Her hands started to shake as her mind started to race. Why… Why did Harry's letter have blood on it? And why did Hedwig bring it to her? Hermione stood up on shaky legs and made her way to the shivering owl on the floor. She knelt down and tried to find her voice again. "G… girl… Where's Harry? Is he in danger?" Hedwig fluttered her wings and then took off to Hermione's bed to grab a piece of parchment in her beak. She then proceeded to drop it in Hermione's lap. "Hedwig… Why…?" Hermione didn't have a chance to finish asking the frantic bird because she got it right away. Her witch instincts never let her down.

Hermione began writing a quick and sloppy letter while saying it out loud at the same time. "Dear Professor Dumbledore……………"