Disclaimer Hey if I owned Harry Potter do u think I would be writing this right now? I didn't think so. So JK I do not own HP, Happy?
A/N hey this is my first fic. Hope u like it!
Prologue
If u looked out of your window at 8:00 A.M. on Privet Drive, seeing a young man walking on the side walk would look pretty normal. But Harry Potter was not a normal boy. He was a wizard, to be precise the only wizard that can defeat the Dark Lord Voldemort. And Harry was not happy about that. Because of Voldemort he had lost not only his parents, but he had also lost Cedric Diggory and one of his best friends. Sirius Black, he was an escaped convict, well he wasn't really a convict he had been framed by Peter Pettigrew, A small mousy man that had sold Lily and James Potter to Voldemort. Sirius had cornered Peter on a street and right after Peter had screamed about how Sirius had betrayed Lily and James, Peter blew up the street, transformed into his Animagi form of Wormtale and cut off his finger. Of course he made it look like Sirius had done it, but Sirius knew better, when it was all over Sirius just laughed, in front of the Aurors and the muggles and the Policemen. That was why he was put in Azkaban the wizard prison. All in all Harry wanted revenge, and it was gonna be sweet.