Chapter 1: Confrontation

'Hello Harry, I see you've found the port-key,' said Dumbledore with an amused glint in his eyes.

'Err, yes sir,' replied a dreadfully confused Harry.

'Yes, I can see that you may be very confused with the present conditions, but you must be patient and hold on to this for awhile longer,' said Dumbledore in a more serious tone.

'Yes sir, but sir, may I ask you a question?' asked Harry.

'I believe you just have, but carry on,' said Dumbledore.

'Why did the death eaters attack in a street full of muggles and such?' asked Harry.

'Unfortunately, it seems that Lord Voldemort has decided to resort back to the schemes of the very past. Although, between you and me, I believe that there is a larger motif than that of the things he did in the past, but still no doubt, for the same reason,' said Dumbledore.

'I myself have decided now is the time that I myself may teach you to become a better wizard.'

'Sir?'

'Harry, I know how hard it must be still, I know how it feels to lose a precious person such as Sirius, but I also know that if we, or rather you, do not progress in both skill and wit, you will undoubtedly lose to Lord Voldemort.' said Dumbledore.

'Yeah, I know that, but sir, you mean to teach me personally?' asked Harry.

'Yes, since last year's teaching of legilimency and occlumency with professor Snape had gone so horribly wrong…' said Dumbledore with a slight smile on his face.

Harry started to stare down, since suddenly his shoelaces became a lot more interesting to look at.

'I shall be teaching you advanced level of magic which I might add, should not be common knowledge to all the students here," said Dumbledore, "Lessons shall occur about twice a week, until then I say adieu.'

Then Dumbledore gave Harry a teacup after muttering "portus". Harry felt the familiar tug at the back of his navel again and arrived to the Dursley's house once again, with another letter on his desk in his room.

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The bright rays of sunshine, shone through Harry's curtained window onto his face. As Harry slowly got up, he looked towards his calendar and noticed that he had forgotten that it was his birthday, because of the recent events that had occurred those past hours. Then, as if on queue, several owls began to fly closer and closer to his window. Hurriedly, Harry ran over to it and opened the window just in time as four different owls had shot through onto his bed. One of them, Harry realised was an owl from the school. Another was Pig, as eager and energetic owl that Ron had received from Sirius in their third year. The third was a snowy owl, his own. The forth owl was a tawny barn owl. Harry had decided to open Ron's first.

Dear Harry,

How's it going over there? Happy birthday Harry, hey Harry, guess what? Hermione's staying over and well quite frankly, we were planning on getting you to come over. Reply soon.

Ron,

Harry grinned in happiness and started to unwrap his gift. It seemed to be a mini telescope. Then, Harry noticed the writing underneath the letter.

Ps. The thing that looks like a telescope is a useful tool that can see through solid objects. It can also see particularly far.

Harry thoughtfully wrapped the telescope again in the paper it was wrapped in and turned to his other gifts. The second owl seemed from Hagrid.

Dear Harry,

How are ye doing? I'm doing just fine with Olympe, having a nice vacation with her. Hope the muggles are treatin' ye right. Congrats on your birthday.

Hagrid.

Ps. The cake is alright to eat.

There was a box of chocolate cake that was sent with the owl. Harry had laughed a bit after reading the post script and turned to his own owl.

'Hey Hedwig, what do you got there girl?' asked Harry.

Hedwig had affectionately nipped Harry's ear and held out her leg for him to pull off. He took off the letter from Hedwig's leg and examined it.

Dear Mr. Potter,

On July 6th, you are required to come to Gringotts bank to receive your deceased god-father's belongings and such, as was in his will. You are of also legal age to receive your ancestral heirlooms and such, also written within the will of your deceased family. The Gringotts coin in this envelope will act as a port-key to Gringotts on this date.

Gringotts,

Harry's spirit slightly dampened at the mention of Sirius's death, but regained his happiness at the next letter he had received. A barn owl held out it's leg with a letter tied to it for him to take off. The letter was from Hermione and a small package was also attached to the letter. Wanting to read the letter first, Harry opened the letter before the present.

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday Harry! I'm over at Ron's right now, I hope the Dursleys are treating right. I hope you open this letter before the present because you are going to be thoroughly confused.

Harry reached over and discovered a pack of sixty cards which appeared to be blanc. Hermione was definitely right. Harry was left confused at the present he had received.

Harry, these are 'convenient cards', they can carry loads of stuff in each of them. Of course, there are certain limits to what you put in, but none the less, it can be very useful. Just put the card face down on the object and say, 'disappear,' and it will. If you want to make the object appear again, just tap your wand on the card and the object will appear. Once again Happy Birthday!

Love, Hermione.

Harry chuckled at the letter and tried it out. Surprised, would be the perfect word suited for Harry's emotion right about now. Harry had tried to fit in his clothes, and it worked. A picture of a pile of his clothes appeared. Still bewildered, Harry took his wand and tapped the card saying 'appear', and appear the clothes did.

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