Dear Harry.

I will cut the crap about the summer so far, mine was boring and yours filled with grief.

I feel so guilty Harry. Last summer Dumbledore invited Ron and me to join the order. Thinking that you already joined we agreed right away only to find you did not even know. Ron was so ecstatic over it and it made me so disgusted to see him like that. We were not allowed into meetings and our only mission was to keep tabs about you until the order is convinced you were ready to join. Looking back, I think Dumbledore did his best to keep you off balance so you will not join.

At the end of last year he told us we would begin their training in magic come July. I cannot tell you how radiant Ron looked hearing that. He looked just like he did after the Quidditch cup.

I am sick of this, Harry. You are more important to me than all of them combined. I kept thinking last week and decided that unless you are allowed in the order, I will quit. Please Harry write back and tell me what you think.

Love always

Hermione.

Harry noticed something strange about the signature, looking closer he saw it seemed like a different type of ink. It was glowing. He touched it and it felt protruding, as if it was not absorbed in the parchment. It suddenly came to his mind, blood. Hermione used blood to sign the letter. The significance of this was not lost on Harry, he once read in a book about simple blood magic.

Blood magic is said to be the most powerful magic a single person can perform. That is because of two things; one, is that in terms of magical energy blood always posses the maximum amount the person can reach on their peak from the first time they use it until their death. Two, is that while using other forms of magic in largequantities in a short amount of time, the magical output starts decreasing until the person has some rest. However, blood has the same potency, which does not decrease. So nothing short of sever blood loss can prevent someone from using their blood magic.

That said, in their desire to gain full control over all magicalpractice forms, the ministry classified the art as Dark. The only permitted form was magical blood oath, the simplest form of blood magic; which in its own way, was a really good clue to exactly how powerful blood magic can be.

The simplest form of blood oath is a blood signature, where some one uses their blood to sign a statement or a letter. That means an oath of Sincerity, which means that the writer has said nothing butfull truth and has left nothing out. The blood of magical people when used to this extent would only form words in the case of absolute and full truth only; no one can use another person's blood even with said person's consent. Blood of other non-magic humans and such does not leave the glow a magical blood does when used in blood signature.

Another form of blood oath is blood letter, where someone sends a letter written entirely in blood. That indicates that the writer's obligations to the receiver outweigh their own self-preservation instincts. Again, the magic of their blood puts the same restrictions on the user.

Therefore, it is safe to say Harry was deeply impressed with Hermione's willingness to prove her honesty to him.

Harry actually was bursting with happiness, his best friend and confident was still true to him. He was eternally grateful for his mother for stopping him from tearing Hermione's letter.

He turned to one of the unknown letters and opened it, it read.

Dear Harry

I bet you are surprised that I wrote to you, well I am too. I just found myself writing this.

First things first, Sirius' death was in no way or form your fault. Looking back as a neutral person, I would say you acted in the best way possible under those circumstances.

Sirius' death was his choice, Harry, professor Lupin showed me how he died in a penseive, he was not on his guard as he should have been. I am not badmouthing his memory, but I think that it was a direct result from 12 years in Azkaban, and a full year in his own house.

Strange things are happening here actually, we are preparing to move to headquarters even though I heard my mother telling Ron to tell you we were going to Egypt. Being under no such instructions, I decided to tell you right away so you would know what is happening.

Harry, I feel way more connected to you that most of my brothers, even though we had very little contact over the years. I used to have a crush on you, but now it has grown into a sisterly love like the one I hold for bill and Charlie, the ones I love most, I hope you love me in return.

Love

Ginny

Harry thought over this, he has realized in his sessions with his mother that he should not have totally ignored Ginny after her first year like he did. He realized that in her state after that incident, she really needed someone who understood what it was to be in traumatic eventlike Harry did. However, as Harry has received too little affection in his life, he did not know what to do or how to act.

He picked up the next letter to see what it was about.

Dear Harry,

How are you this fine morning, I am afraid that bed snufflers will swarm the earth like they do each millennium.

NO NO NO. I am sorry Harry, I made a promise not to talk that way with you, and I really need to tell you things not even my father knows.

Mother's death hit me really hard Harry, I didn't want to have any one close to me only to have them go away again, so I hid behind the lunatic personality to keep people at bay. It worked, it really did and all fell for it. Only two did not. The sorting hat and you. You just seemed to walk through all walls I built around me, in a real effort to know the real me. So I owe you this confession, I love you Harry, ever since that moment you saw the Quibbler in my hands and did not scold me. I'll love you anyway you want me to, if you want me to be your friend, I'll be as true to you as Hermione is, even if she doesn't like me.If you want me as your lover, I'll share you with all the world, so long as I know I hold a place in your heart.

I have to finish this now, good bye

Love

Luna

Harry was too shocked to form words; he just could not wrap his mind that someone would declare unconditional love to him. He gave the letter silently to Higgy who read it.
She chuckled a little and said, "Oh, my baby is being swooned over by love struck girls" she teased while wiping fake tears from her eyes. "Seriously though, Harry. I want you to sit here and tell me exactly how you feel about her"

Harry sat there thinking for a while, "I really don't know. I feel somesense of familiarity with her, you know. Like we could tell what each other feel without even looking at each other. Something, which confuses me greatly, I never had that feeling with anyone. Not even Hermione, though she came close after so much time with each other"

Higgy considered this a bit then said, "I understand, Harry. From her letter, I think you both isolated your selves from the outside using different methods. That enabled you to feel what you each want to hide."

Harry, still confused asked, "But what about that strange feeling of completeness, I thought I associated with Hermione only, but I started feeling it around Luna too"

Higgy smiled and said "I thick you're in love with both of them, son."

Harry looked panicked, "Both of them? Shall I tell them?"

Higgy thought for a moment then said, "I think you should tell Luna immediately. But wait for Hermione to settle her feelings first"

Harry nodded, convinced and set to read the rest of the letters.

The next letter came in a certain shade of pink that he usually associated with Tonks.

Wotcher Harry

I bet you are wondering who this is. Well, it is Tonks.

Let us get the unpleasantries out of the way. I feel terrible about Sirius' death but I do not hold you responsible for it under any form. He actually chose to die that day. I know because he told me as much when I tried to tell him to stay at home, he said, "I know Tonks, I know it's a trap to get Harry. I know he went there to rescue me. Just tell him if I die tonight that I love him and that I chose to go. Knowing fully what dangers I might face there."

So you see Harry, he made his choice; I do not see any point in you blaming yourself over this.

Now Harry, I am writing to you against Dumbledore's wishes and unknown to him. Why you ask me? Because I am not convinced why you have to be left alone all summer somewhere you hate to grieve by yourself. It seems as if he's trying to push you over the edge or break your will orsomething, I just don't see why., any how all I know is that I'll do anything to help you, including sleeping with you wink wink. And no, I am not whoring my self. I really like you Harry. You are one of the very few persons who seek to know the real me, not the Metamorphmagus.

Please Harry, allow me to visit, I have so much to tell you.

Love

Tonks

P.S you can call me Dora if you want. Only you would be allowed to do so.

Again Harry was shocked into silence; it seemed his dream was coming true after all. Hermione, Luna and now Tonks, and who knows who else. 'This is just getting weirder and weirder.' he thought

He turned to Higgy and said in a hopeful tone "should I allow her to come?"

She replied, "Yes Harry and I know you can fully trust her with every thing"

Harry felt happy, he turned to the last two letters, he picked the one with regal handwriting first

Mr. Potter

This is Narcissa Malfoy. I am writing to provide advice to you, and in return Iaskforyour help.

You are a very influential wizard, you just need to step up and take your rightful place in our community

That said, I, as an experienced pureblood witch, can help you with that. In exchange I ask you to promise me protection from both my husband and son. I had counted on Sirius to help me get divorce since he was the head of my previous family, but he was never cleared to achieve that end. Now I'm afraid that my son as the eldest male heir to the black spawn will gain that title and I'll never have my freedom.

Please consider this and to assure you of my loyalty, I shall swear a blood oath that my loyalty will lie with you primarily, if you give me an oath to insure you will protect me.

Sincerely

Narcissa Black Malfoy

Talk about surprises, the mother of his school nemesis just contacted him to help him become a more influential wizard, higher in society than her own son. Thinking hard whether he should accept or not, Harry decided to wait until Sirius' will reading to see what he had to say about her.

He turned to the last letter, he was astonished to find it written fully in blood. Wondering about who will pledge him their own life like that, Harry started to read.

Potter

No time for pleasantries, I need your help, and I need it now.

the Dark Lord has seen it fit to remove the mind control spells he had over me all those years, he saw it as a suitable punishment to remind me of all the terrible things I did under them because I failed to get the prophecy for him.

He added a specific ward to the house, that ward is tuned to me and my memories. should I leave I'll retain all the memories of the crimes I did while I'll lose the memories of being under mind control so that at my capture, I'll have no defense even under veritaserum.

He then promised me that nothing is stopping me from leaving, even going as far as to order all the death eaters to leave me be.

I researched these wards and found out how to disable them, I'll need to have three drops of the Dark lord's blood on my Dark Mark when I leave, that will have the effect of cutting all the magical effect the Dark Lord hasover me for about three hours, which is more time than I need to escape.

That said, after the other death eaters told me about the events of the dark lord's resurrection, I think he allowed your blood to react equally to the Dark Mark as his,because he used it directly after his resurrection, as opposed to the three months he should have waited for your blood to diminish within him.

So I think a good alternative would be to have your blood on my mark since no one can convince the dark lord to freely give his blood.

Should you agree, I will submit my self to your will, you can kill me for all I care, just do not leave me abandoned in this hell.

Bellatrix

Too many shocks in one day have a certain effect on human mind, Harry fainted on the spot. Once he awoke, he started to think.

There was no way Bellatrix could be lying, blood insured this. So his dream was true then, he vowed right there to always pay attention to the eyes of his adversaries. That will help free those under control.

Harry chose to complete the rest of the day training normal time the tomorrow will be another story.