Hey guys wow I know its been like FOREVER but my computer had everything erased and life was taking its toll on me sooo I'm terribly sorry that it has taken me sooooooooooo long to update and I hope that you all can forgive me! Oh and thank you all for the wonderful reviews!

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As everyone at the burrow went on with their laughing and having a good time before the start of term, they were completely oblivious to the danger that was brewing not to far away. The danger known as… Lord Voldemort.

Lord Voldemort and his 'rat of a servant' Wormtail were hiding in the shadows of London. Keeping a low profile for the time being not wanting to attract too much attention.

"WORMTAIL! The boy must be dealt with! He is getting too close to discovering certain things that I don't want discovered!"

Voldemort was furious! Harry was getting close to finding more of his horcruxes and that was definitely something that Lord Voldemort did not want happening.

"Y-yes m-my lord," stammered Wormtail. He didn't know what exactly the dark lord wanted him to do. How he wanted him to 'deal with him.' He was very scared of failing the dark lord, because failing him did not mean a miniscule punishment, like a spanking, no, it meant DEATH. The one thing that Wormtail has always feared and just about the only reason he joined the dark lord was so he could escape death. And to be killed by the dark lord himself, to Wormtail, would not be much of a blessing as many of his other followers saw it.

"Bring me Lucius, Wormtail," said Voldemort, he was not in a good mood at all.

"But-but m-my lord, he-he is in Azkaban," stuttered Wormtail in hopes of getting another command, something that would be much easier done.

"Did I not make myself perfectly clear, Wormtail?" asked Voldemort in the most cold and vicious snake like hiss Wormtail had heard yet.

"Y-y-y-yes my lord, s-straight away." Wormtail took off without any more objections; he was almost relieved to get away from the dark lord. Which the dark lord knew of this fact, being as he is an extremely skilled Legilimens, and at the same time Voldemort was equally happy to get rid of Wormtail for the time being, he was giving him an awful headache…

Meanwhile back at the burrow:

Everyone was off doing different things; Ron was reading his Chudley Cannons book for the millionth time; Hermione was talking to Ginny about what new surprises they thought the new term would hold for them; Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen cooking something; Harry was getting up to go ask Ron to join him in a game of Wizard's Chess which he knew that Ron would win; and Mr. Weasley was off at work.

"AAHHH!" Harry screamed out in pain and fell to the floor 10 feet away from where Ron was sitting in the living room.

Ginny was the first at his side, "Harry! What's the matter! Are you alright!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just my scar. It hasn't hurt in a while."

They all looked around at each other, not knowing what to say. Mrs. Weasley's eyes turned to her magical clock, that had pictures of the Weasley family on the hands, and all of them were pointing to 'Mortal Peril.' As they have been for what seemed like forever now.

Hey I know short chapter but hey it's better than nothing. I had a notebook filled with all of my ideas on everything but I can't seem to find it now. So I just went off what I can remember so this chapter is not set in stone. So it could possibly be changed. But anyways I hope you liked it and don't forget to review!