Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic, and I know my writing isn't wonderful. I have just always wanted to write one of these since i discovered fanfiction. I plan to continue the story if you think I have potential. Thanks so much for reading!

Disclaimer: JK Rowling is a genius, and should be worshiped.

Harry,

Happy Birthday!
I'll see you later today.
Hermione's already here…we'll talk about it later.
Fleur's going crazy. It's so hectic over here, considering the wedding's tomorrow.
I can't wait to see you mate,
Ron

Harry had read this note at least three times until it finally sunk in… tomorrow will be the last day of peace. And then the hard work begins. Was he even ready for this? The past two weeks of staying at the Dursley's had flown by. The only thing on his mind now was the Horcruxes.

Oh… and Ginny.

He was afraid that seeing her again so soon would crush his heart even more. He can't have her… right now at least. But deep down he knew it was for her own good. He couldn't stand losing her.

Drowned in his thoughts, he started throwing everything in his room into his trunk. How had his room become so messy already? Once he had everything he needed, he dragged his trunk and Hedwig's cage (she was off on her daily hunt) down the stairs.

"Today's the best day of your lives," Harry said to his only living relatives. Aunt Petunia was making scrambled eggs, Uncle Vernon was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper with a small smirk on his face, and Dudley was plopped in front of the TV playing one of the latest new game systems.

"Why's that boy?" Uncle Vernon demanded.

"I'm leaving for good this time," Harry replied. "And don't act like you aren't happy about it."

"Oh, we're extremely happy, don't worry about that!" Vernon boomed.

"Good. Well, see ya… or not." Harry said as he opened the front door, still dragging his trunk behind him.

"Bye Harry," said Aunt Petunia hastily, as he was about to close the door behind him. Was there a hint of sadness in her voice? And why was she calling him Harry?

"Yah, bye." Harry said as he shut the door, slightly alarmed.

FINALLY. After 17 years of torture, he was leaving the Dursley's for good. What a wonderful birthday present. He walked to the end of the driveway, made sure no one was watching him, concentrated hard on the Burrow, and turned in place.

#4 Privet Drive was gone forever.

So what'd you think? I know it was super short... Review PLEASE and tell me how you feel! even if it's bad...
The next chapters will cover the Bill and Fleur's wedding... if you think I should continue, that is.
Thanks again for reading!

I love you all.
-Lindsay. )