Hello! Thanks for your reviews. You really helped to boost my confidence in this fic.

Sorry it took long to update, if it was long for you. it felt like an enternity to me on getting the fic

done.

Here are some answers to questions you had.

Does Harry have a girlfriend? Not yet. if he does, I'm going to make the person up.

Yes Harry's parents are alive

the reason he's in prison is in this chapter.

Everyone puts I don't own this and all that stuff. So to "go with the crowd" I don't own Harry Potter or any of that. which to me is pretty obivous since i'm not J.K. Rowling. I'm only 16.

not that she's old or anything.

Chapter one

Harry was sitting on a bench during his trial. He jerked himself upright when the booming voice of

Fudge, the minister, spoke," Harry Potter you are sentenced to Azkaban for life," the minister paused and then continued,"for the murder of Vernon and Petunia Dursley."

The people in the room swam in his vision. First Hermione and Ron with disapointed faces. Next the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Sirius his Godfather, and Remus, all with greif and hatred in their eyes. After them came two cloaked figures he remebered seeing in the back of the room.

He could see nothing of their faces, but he knew one was shaking. He did not know if it was crying or laughing.

Harry shouted "I am innocent" while he was dragged away and he was still screaming it when he woke up.

Harry glanced around him taking in the familiar surroundings of his cell. Pictures and writings lined the wall. He could not see them but he knew they were there.

He shook his head to wipe away the day of the trial and when he was put here. He began to eat the crapt by his door. No screams came to his cell as it was way back of the fortress.

He recieved no visators. The only thing that came by his cell were the dementors. So it was a suprised when Harry had heard the footsteps walking down the hall towards his cell.

The owners of the steps stopped right in front of his cell. When Harry looked up he saw the black figures from his trial staring right back at him. They stared for many minuates more until harry grew tired of the game and stood up. He made his way to bars and rested himself against them.

"What are you doing here,"Harry spat out", come to gloat and laugh at the golden boy?"

His voice rose a bit but his face was calm. Harry's eyes searched them, trying to find out who the were.

The black cloaks looked at him and his cell once more. They said nothing and turned back to look at him.

"Do you think I'm a zoo animal? Come to watch the lunatic scream and bleed," hearing no response Harry continued,"Come to see how far dead I am?"

Still hearing no response, Harry banged his hand on the door, startling them.

"Can't speak? Dementor got your tongue?" Harry yelled,"You fools following around that As...."

"Shutup", one of the black figures finally had enough," just shutup!"

The other black figure put a hand on the one that screamed. The person seemed to calm down and went back to staring.

"So you can talk", Harrys eyes glazed over but he shook his head to get rid of the memories that came up at the sound of the voice," So reveal yourselves."

The cloak figures looked at each other like they were silently communicating.

Finally the dropped their hoods