"HARRY JAMES POTTER IF YOU EVER PULL A STUNT LIKE THAT YOU WON'T SEE YOUR FIFTH YEAR AT HOGWARTS. I TOLD RON AND CHARLIE THAT YOU KISSED ME, AND BILL WILL BE HERE ON YOUR BIRTHDAY TO, SO YOU BETTER WATCH OUT, PLANNING TO AMBUSH YOU WHEN YOU STEP OUT OF OUR FIREPLACE AND I'LL BE THEIR TO LAUGH....AHH SWEET REVENGE."

At the end of Ginny's ranting the red envelope engulfed in flames and was no more. 'Geez, Gin it was just a joke' Harry thought to himself before he undressed and prepared for a well deserved rest. Between the nerves of his date, the deatheaters, and training it was a full day and left Harry beat, he laid down and was asleep before his head hit his pillow.

"Where is Malfoy? He should have returned long ago. hissed a very upset Voldemort, his red eyes shining like fire in the still night. He was dressed in all black with his hood pulled down addressing a group of men all dressed the same, hooded cloaks, black robes, and mask.

"We don't know my lord, it is possiable that him and his team could have been captured."

"McNair, If he is captured.....I will break him out of Azkaban and kill him myself.. Now bring in tonights entertainment." Voldemort again spoke with a hiss as Walden McNair went to a door to the left of Voldemort's make shift throne, his ax in hand. The door opened and in walked two more hooded death eaters, and a man and woman dressed matching in elueqent navy blue dress robes. The man was tall with slightly balding light brown hair, and hazelnet eyes, the woman obviously his wife had the same color eyes with slightly darker hair. Behind them walked a slender blonde haired girls with sky blue eyes and her skin paled when she saw who she was in the room with, the girl was no more than 16 and looked terrified as her parents stared at the man defiently.

"Where is the youngest one? Clemons I told you to gather the Zabini family that meant all four of them. Where is the boy?" Voldemort asked to a smaller man standing to the right of the family.

"He was not in the house sir, and they won't tell us where he his....I am sorry my lord...so sorry.." he began to stutter at the end of his statment, the fear of his master evident in his eyes.

"No matter, let the boy rot as an orphan....Paul you and your wife were Slythrien while you were at school, your daughter Blaize is also, and no doubt if your son was given the chance he would be placed their also. And yet you have defyed me on more than one occassion, choosing to side with that crackpot muggle lover Dumbledore. Not wise Paul...Not wise at all." Voldemort said while twirling his wand wickedly.

"Dumbledore is twice the man, and three times the Wizard that you are. You hide behind your goons and henchman. No pride and No morals." Mr. Zabini was venemous with every word, hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Yes Paul and look what your pride has gotten you," Voldemort hissed and smiled a crooked smile before continuing"...a dead wife" he pointed his wand at the woman to Pauls left and hissed the curse 'Avada Kedavra' green shot from his wand and struck down Mrs. Zabini as Blaise let out a scream.

"Laney!!" Paul was on his knees stroking his wifes hair. "Your nothing but a coward, Laney and I have always been prepared to die fighting you, cast your spell and let this end, but know that Albus's order will come for you one day, or maybe the Potter boy will fnish what he started. My daughter tells me great things about him...and quite a hatred for you." Paul Zabini was alive with hate and rage still gripping his wife's lifeless body.

"I see your pride is still intact....let me see if I can break it....." again Voldemort paused and pointed his was at Blaize 'crucio' he spitt and the spell struck Blaize and she winced as the pain was evident in her eyes. She stood on her feet and didn't once scream out in pain, silent tears rippled down her cheeks falling to the cold stone floor. Voldemort looked stunned.

"My child is sixteen and she wears your curse with the pride of her mother." Harry watched on in his dream state amazed at Blaizes determenation, he had felt that curse from the same wand and it was great pain, pain beyond belief."Go Blaize you can't take us both, Go to Albus tell him what happened." Paul said with a rush in his voice.

"Go? your child won't be going anywhere Paul, She will pay for your insolence with her life." Voldemort again began to raise his wand at Blaise, but before his arm was up Blaize was gone in with a gust of wind. Before she dissapered Harry noticed the blue-green band around her right wrist. Harry was stuck their for another moment as Voldemort angry as ever srtuck down Paul Zabini with the same curse that killed his parents.

Harry awoke from his nightmare with horrible pain in his scar. "This had to end" Harry said to himself before getting out of bed "...Soon" he finished before walking to the desk in the corner of room 21.

Albus,

Have just had a most disturbing dream. I am very tired sir, so

this will be short. Paul Zabini and his Wife are dead at the hand

of Riddle, the killing curse sir. Blaize was their as well, she had

the crucatious curse put on her, she stood her ground sir. She is

comming to Hogwarts to find you, she may be their already.

when you see her tell her, that it will end soon. I will let her fill

you in on her means of escape.

Harry,

Harry re-read his letter and was satasfied. "Hedwig I need you girl, take this to the headmaster. Fly swiftly girl." Harry said to his snow owl. After sending his letter off to Dumbledore he quickly composed another before laying down trying to get a little more sleep.

Blaize,

I am writing to you for two reasons, the first is to send you my

condolences. I know what it is like to loose my parents and I

offer you my ear if you need someone to talk to about it. The

second is an Idea that has come to me recently, that I could use

your help in. Meet me at the Shrieking Shack on September the

1st, Midnight.

Harry Potter

Harry awoke the next afternoon feeling refreshed. He practiced his snow leopard form for a bit before heading downstairs for lunch. He managed to turn his feet and hands into white paws with silver claws. 'Didn't think it would hurt that much' Harry thought to himself.

Harry opened his door and headed downstairs to eat. "Ey Tom you all right?" Harry asked to Tom the barkeep

"Im all right Harry, good to see your up and about, get ya sometin to eat?" asked Tom smiling at Harry.

"Yes please Tom, some toast and tea would be fine." Harry said to the man returning his smile.

"Showing off how lazy you are Potter, waking up at 2 in the afternoon?" came the slimy voice of a man behind Harry. Harry turned around to see who was addressing him and saw none other than his potions master Severus Snape.

"Good afternoon to you too Snape...I'll have to tell all my friends that I was lucky enough to see you outside of school, they will all be sooooo Jelouse." Harry said as sarcastically as he could must.

"Have some respect Potter, Its Prof. Snape. Don't call me by my surname alone." Snape said looking a little upset that he couldn't take points off of Gryffindor in the summer.

"Untill September 1st I'll call you Timmy Turmbo if I want to." Harry said smiling at the face that was appearing on his teachers face. Tom just dropped off Harry's lunch and smiled at Harrys last comment.

"One day Potter, you will no longer be my student and I won't take you lip in stirde." Snape said as if he was already hexing.

"A duel then, Great Hall at Hogwarts, May 30th, 1997, my last day at Hogwarts as a student. Fully trained and of age." Harry said anticipating the day that was still three years away.

"Very well potter, I shall await that day with great anticipation...speaking of duels did you see this mornings Prophet, It seems you had to share the front page.....pity." said Snape tossing a copy of the Daily Prophet at Harry. Harry opened the folded paper to the front page and saw the top half devoted to Harry's capture of the 7 Deatheaters. Harry read the first lines of the story.

Harry Potter the boy who defeated Lord Voldemort 14 years ago, last night single handily stopped the robbery of Gringotts Bank. Minister Fudge had this to say. "The men were common bank robbers, Mr. Linvall's original report that says they were deatheaters is completely false. Harry Potter will be awarded an Order of Merlin 4th class for his assistance." Identities off the suspects have not been reviled to the public nor whether or not the burglars were after a gold or a storage vault.

Harry stopped reading there. "He still denies that Riddle is back....Unbelievable." Harry said more to himself than to Snape before continuing down to the other story that Snape had refereed to. The Head Line read;

Draco Malfoy #1 Seed in European Championships Jr. Duelist div.

Draco Malfoy(16), son of aristocrat Lucious Malfoy won the England open duelist tournament yesterday afternoon defeating Jr. Auruor Kyle Thomas(21). The tournament was open to all English young men 23 and under. It should be noted however that although the field consited of 267 competitors, young Harry Potter was not present. Malfoy's record throughout the tournament was an impressive 12-1-0. Draco's only loss came at the hands of 3rd place finisher Jeremiah Walls(16) who finished with the same record as Draco. His lose at the hands of Kyle Thomas in the semi-finals. Walls, Thomas, and Malfoy will all be on hand competing for the European Championship, and more importantly the winner and runner-up will go on to St. Louis, USA for the World Championships.

**A/N**

Sorry for the delay guys, and the short chapter had PC problems over the weekend, expect the next chapter before the weekend. Let me know what you think of this chapter guys and gals. Huge Thanks go out to my reviewers from chapter 5. and this chapter was posted right after it was written I will proof it and spell check it tomorrow I just want to get it up for you guys to read.

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