Summary: Harry begins his Sixth year and discovers new powers that could shift the balance of power in his favor with his upcoming battle with Lord Voldemort. He also discovers feelings that he has for a friend...Danger this is a Harry/Hermoine fic
A/N-This is my first Fan Fic so please review so I know if I should continue or not
If one was to look at Number 4 Privet Drive you would be hard pressed to see what lies inside this small seemingly unimportant home. However, For Young Harry Potter this place was as horrible a place as any prison on the face of the earth. For Harry this place was a living nightmare that he longed to ride of.
As Harry Lay in his bed which was barely big enough for a child of 10 let alone a young man who was growing on an almost daily basis. He heard several loud bangs at his door.
" Have you written those freaks of yours Boy!" bellowed Uncle Vernon from the doorway.
Harry looking towards Hedwig his snowy Owl replied " I was about to send one today Uncle Vernon"
" I don't want those freaks of yours showing up at my door. So you make sure you send that post today" Uncle Vernon said with an almost cringe. Remembering the last encounter he had with Harry's protectors. True to his word Harry had been sending owls to the Order of The Phoenix every few days. As much as Harry would have loved to have the members of the Order do something to his Uncle he was somewhat enjoying the solitude that he was in now. Harry's only blood relatives had given him a large berth since returning from Kings Cross Station. Not just because of the Threat given to them by Alastor "Mad Eye" Moody. But just from the fact if you pretended Harry wasn't there then perhaps he really wasn't.
With the verbal lashing from Uncle Vernon now over. Harry went down stairs to see if perhaps he could sneak some food from the table. As usual when Harry Came down stairs he saw his Aunt, Uncle, and his Extremely robust Cousin Dudley sitting at the table.
"I'm tired of this rabbit food" screamed Dudley. Having tried to loose weight for so many summers now you would think he would have figured it out. But once again he had received another letter from his school. Informing Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon that they do not make Uniforms Large enough for their son. And true to character Aunt Petunia merely tried to rationalize that Dudley was just big boned. This always brought a laugh to Harry. Who in truth could use all the laughter he could get. At that moment Harry Saw a small Owl which he instantly recognized as Errol the Weasely Family Owl fly towards the Dursleys kitchen window. Harry rushed towards the window in hope of catching Errol before he crashed into the window. Unfortunately Harry was not nearly quick enough and All that could be herd was Errol crashing into the side of the House. As Harry Opened the Window he saw Errol in a state of complete daze staring up at him from one of Aunt Petunias potted plants. Harry carefully removed the letter.
"What was that Boy another letter from your freak friends" Uncle Vernon yelled
"How many times have we told you to tell those people to use the normal post" Aunt Petunia shrieked at her now angry nephew.
Dudley had remained mostly silent during this session of tongue lashing that had become something of an institution inside the Dursley Home. Feeling that he was becoming Angry again and not wanting to do something that he might latter regret. Harry took his letter and returned to the Sanctuary of his room. With a Great sigh Harry returned to his room looking around at the Quidditch Posters he had obtained through his five years at Hogwartz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry noticed that the letter was from Ron his best friend who truly had one thing that he wanted more than anything...a family.
Hey Harry.
I hope this letter gets to you soon. I had to use Errol since Ginny decided to write to another of her boyfriends. I hope the Muggles are behaving themselves Fred and George said they would send you some supplies if they started to act up again. We're working on a way to spring you early hopefully you'll we'll be able to get you out sometime this week. Mum says that Order will begin meeting again soon. Talk to ya soon
Ron
Harry read the letter thankful that Ron hadn't mentioned what had happened in the Ministry of Mysteries earlier this summer. It pained to think of what had happened that night. With the lose of Sirius and the revelation of the prophecy that was given before he was even born. It was enough to drive a full grown wizard insane. Deciding that he was not going to allow what had happen to Sirius unanswered. Harry focused all of the grief that he had been feeling towards Anger and Hate. He was not going to allow this to happen to anyone else he cared about. As if almost on cue another owl was at his window. This of course made Hedwig jealous. It had been several days since he had been allowed out of his cage. Harry saw that the letter was from Hermione. Of all the things that happened that night almost losing Hermione was not one that he could have prepared for. Not that Sirius' death was expected but the thought of how close he had been to losing her raced through his mind. Harry took the letter from the owls leg and gave it one of Hedwigs Owl treats before it flew off.
Dear Harry,
How is your summer going? I've started on Professor McGongalls Transfiguration Homework, and I finished Professor Binns History of Magic Essay. I can't wait to get our O.W.L.s back. I've been a nervous wreck wondering how I did. I heard that you will be leaving the Dursley early this year. Hopefully we'll all be able to get together before the start of term. I"m going to be going on Holiday with my parents next week. I'll still be able to send owls. I'm hoping that when we meet up we can talk about what happened at the Ministry. I'm worried about you, We'll I have to be off.
Love
Hermione
In truth Harry had not wanted to talk to anyone especially Hermione about what happened that night. nightmares that he suffered relieving the death of Sirius were enough to deal with. After he finished reading the letters his friend sent. He finished his letter to the Order so that they would not be worried. He hastily wrote back to both Ron and Hermione. His letters were never very long. Giving Hedwig the three letters he opened the window and sent the Owl on her duties. Harry .
Having spent most of the day inside his room. Harry decided to go out for a walk. If not for the fact that most of the neighborhood regarded Harry as some kind of young Jack the Ripper. Most people tended to stay clear of Harry when went for his walks. This however had never stopped Dudley's Gang from taking pleasure in tormenting Harry with some kind of sick pleasure. Despite the numerous letters from Dudley's school Harry's Aunt and Uncle still regarded their son Dudley as a Gentle soul who wouldn't hurt a soul. As Harry Came upon park he already saw Dudley and band of miscreants beating a poor kind senseless for the soul reason of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Harry rushed his rotund Cousin pushing him off of the small child who had done nothing to deserve the beating that he had received. Almost immediately Harry thought that this had been a mistake. Immediately Harry was being grabbed and beaten. Harry had hoped that saving his Cousins life last summer would have granted him some kind of understanding. But being true to form Dudley taunted Harry as his friends threw punch after punch. Then in an instant as Harry saw one of the boys balling his fist about to strike. A figured had appeared and threw the young hooligan off of Harry. The others who were beating Harry Stopped to look at the figured that had just appeared. Harry instantly recognized this person as Mad Eye Moody. With just one look from his Mystical Eye. Harry saw Dudley's friends run off in horror. Which in all sincerity Harry Could understand. If one was too look at Mad Eye Moody. You were instantly struck with the idea that this was not someone to mess with.
"Was that your Fat Lump of a Cousin" Moody growled as he helped Harry off of the ground
"yeah...that's him" Harry winced still holding his side.
" Don't worry about him I'll make sure I have a word with him when I get you home" Moody Snarled towards Harry. Harry not wanting to cause anymore problems for himself tried to steer the conversation away from revenge.
"Any idea on when I'm going to be able to get out of here?" Harry asked almost pleading. Moody looked around him almost expecting somebody to jump out at him at in moment "Should be any day now...Just waiting for Dumbledore to give the OK...make sure your stuff is packed all time CONSTANT VIGILANCE you know" Harry winced when he heard Professor Dumbledore name. It wasn't that he hated the man just the opposite. It was an almost reverence that he held for his Headmaster. That is what made everything so difficult knowing that he had withheld so much information last year. If only he had helped him with his Occlumency lessons instead of Snape.
As Harry opened the door he saw Uncle Vernon with Aunt Petunia and Dudley standing behind him which in truth was feat in itself. Before Uncle Vernon Could belt out his tongue lashing. Moody began to stare at the Dursley clan with both his Regular eye and his mystical one. Unable to decide which was more frightening the Dursleys backed away from the door and allowed Harry to go up stairs without further incident. As Harry was going upstairs Moody yelled to Him " CONSTANT VIGILANCE...and it will be soon" This brought some hope to Harry. It was strange but when ever Moody would tell him Constant VIGILANCE it always made Harry chuckle inside. Not wanting to deal any further with the Dursleys Harry barricaded himself in his room and prayed that tonight would bring him a restful sleep.
As Harry looked around he found himself in an Open Field. He couldn't see past his arm in the Fog. Looking around Harry heard the Voice. That voice he knew instantly as Lord Voldemort. Harry began to race through the fog looking for the source. Panicked stricken Harry continued to run after the voice which seemed to change locations with every step. Then as Harry came into a clearing he immediately froze...There to his horror he found himself in the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Mysteries. He saw Sirius falling into the veil. As He lunged for his fallen Godfather he saw another image it was no longer Sirius Falling it was Hermione. With all of his speed he rushed for her and just as he was to grab her hand she was gone.
In an instant Harry woke. Finding himself in his room. His heart beating so hard that he believed that it would explode from his chest at any moment. This was same dream that he has had since that night. Unsure if this was something that Voldemort had planted in his head or if it was something else Harry took out his Transfiguration book and began to read. Hopefully The Order would becoming to rescue him soon.
