A/N: This is my first story so please don't be too harsh...alright be harsh if you have too.

EDIT: Alright this 1st chapter i forgot to edit...so this is the one that i proof read (don't worry the others are ALL edited)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARCTERS

Chapter 1

Harry stepped back into the house that he was forced to call home. Number 4 Privet Drive was home to the most vial people Harry have met, next to Lord Voldemort himself. His Uncle Vernon and Aunt Pentunia were his guardians and his Cousin Dudley well was just there to make his life a living hell. "Boy, i want you up stairs and in your room in 5 minutes. We have company coming today and i want you-" Uncle Vernon began as soon as Harry cut him off, "To stay in my room, and make no noise what so ever." "Exactly!" sneered Uncle Vernon his face turning a dark shade of purple.

Harry dragged his trunk up the creaky old stairs and into his room, which was more like a disaster zone. He closed the door behind him, Hedwig let out a small hoot. Harry looked in the cracked mirror, his messy black hair grew about 2 inches, though still keeping that untidy look. The thunder bolt shaped scar on his forehead prickled like it usually did after the return of Voldemort. He sat at his desk and took out a piece of parchment paper and quill and began to write.

Ron

Just got back from the station, i am stuck in my room tonight since the muggles are having company

and like usual they want me stuck in my room. Send me food, i cannot live on grapefruit

all summer. How is Fred and George's Joke Shop coming along?

Harry

He rolled up the parchment note and let the snowy white owl out of the cage. "Ok Hedwig, take this to Ron all right? Try to get there fast since i am starved," Harry grinned. Hedwig flew out the window and dashed into the evening sky and flew out of site. Harry gave a deep sigh as he plopped himself on his bed and began to think.

I need to move on, i know that...the only person i could call my dad is dead.

He stood up and went towards his trunk searching through it. "Here it is!" exclaimed Harry as he pull out a picture.

It was a picture of him, a slightly taller red headed boy to his left, a bushy hair girl next the boy and to his left a girl with long red hair.

Harry grinned and the red headed girl. These 3 other people were none other then Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and Ron's sister Ginny. Harry started having feeling for Ginny near the end of 5th year when him and Cho were basically through and Ginny looked more...grown up?

A sudden hoot was heard, and small owl started to whiz around room hooting loudly. "Shh, please be quiet. If my uncle hears you i am -" Harry started. His door slammed open and standing in the door frame was Uncle Vernon his face turning to a dark shade of purple. "What did i tell you Potter!" yelled his Uncle angrily, "your lucky the guests don't arrive for another 2 hours!" he bellowed. "I'm sorry, i will get him to quiet down and on his way" chirped Harry. Uncle Vernon exited and slammed the door loudly. "You silly owl!" Harry growled as he calmed him down. "This better be damn well worth it Pig" Harry grumbled as he removed the parchment.

Harry

Just got home, thought i see how your are doing. Mum says you can over in 2 weeks if you want.

Ron

Harry starred at the letter. "Thats it?" He said under his breath. Harry grabbed a small parchment

Ron

sure i loved to come over, uh read the other letter too.

Harry

He attached the letter to Pig's leg ,with great difficulty, and finally Pig zoomed off in to the cool night sky.

The faded sound of a door bell could be heard down stairs. He was Harry's cue to stay quiet and get working on some potions homework. Voices were heard, as The family and guests moved into the living room. Suddenly he heard a shout "Come on down Harry dear!" Harry looked very puzzled. Who was this, he opened the door and cautiously stepped down the stairs. His Uncle looked furious, Aunt Petunia just looked worried and Dudley looked shocked. Sitting across from them were an elderly couple. "Hello Harry," said the woman, smiling. Harry just looked at them puzzled. "These...these are my parents," Spoke Aunt Petunia nervously. Harry thought for a moment, why would i want to meet...then he looked at them stunned. "Your my grandparents?" Harry asked.

The woman nodded