Harry POV

I woke up with a start. I was scared that something was going to happen. The only time I have ever felt such a strong rush through my body was when my scar was hurting. It wasn't now. I tried to go back to sleep, but it was fruitless. Something big was going on. I could feel it in my veins. I ran a hand through my messy hair and shut my eyes, trying to will myself to sleep. It didn't work. I groaned softly and got out of bed. I put on my glasses, which were placed on the bedside table. My vision cleared. I looked towards the window when I saw a flash of light. A heavy storm was brewing. It was kind of surprising seeing as we never get storms. Rain? Yes. Typhoons? NO! The thunder rumbled loudly, and the flashing lightning lit the skies.

I was not at my uncles' house in Surrey. Thank Merlin! I was really grateful when Mrs. Weasley invited me over to stay for the summer. The WHOLE summer. Now that the Weasleys have a little more money, they added some more rooms to their house. I felt really touched when they told me I would be having a room to myself, in their house, for as long as the house shall stand. You are probably wondering how they got all the extra money right? Well, Fred and George were making a huge profit with their joke shop, so they decided to use their Mum as a manager. At first she was ranting and raving about their immaturity and their irresponsibility, then after seeing how much work and research it took to create one good product, she finally agreed. So, with their mother as a manager, they were making vicious money. Charlie also pitched in. Recently he sold a baby Hungarian Horntail to one of his good friends. He wouldn't say who, but who ever it was paid him a lot for it. I offered to pay them for staying here, but they wouldn't have it. Mrs. Weasley said it was the least she could do, I was like a son to her. It was really sweet of her.

It was 12:35 am when it happened. A hot burst of energy coursed through my body, stinging a little. I winced. Then, another. And another and another. Soon I was on the floor, clutching my stomach, which was burning like there was no tomorrow. After a minute, the pain ceased. I rose from the floor, feeling different. More powerful, as if I'd discovered a new part of me. I suddenly felt tired. I staggered to the bed and pulled of my glasses, throwing them onto the bedside table. I fell like a stone on top of the bed and knew no more as darkness took me.