Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Just thought the idea would be cool.

AN: Hey I think this will be Harry/Lana. Give me some feedback. And this chapter will deal with Harry's 17th birthday. The stuff that happened between last chapter and this one will be explained at some point in the future. I just wanted to get to Harry so bad so here it goes. Oh and I'm not going to deal with the commas in the quotations, so if that upsets you sorry.

Chapter 4: Coming of Age.

Sunrise shown through the window of number 4 Privet Drive and a boy of 16 just about 17 wakes.

"Why does it seem that sunrise comes earlier and earlier" said Harry as he pulled his pillow to the front of his head shielding his eyes.

"Boy, get down here, breakfast won't make itself. And so help me if it does you will pay" came a booming voice.

"Yes, uncle Vernon. Coming."

Here was Harry on the eve of his birthday, and not just any birthday but his coming of age, and he was a servant for a family that should have loved. Not that it bothered him, he has been used to it. But one thing made it worse, Harry was a wizard. Harry could use magic.

Harry quickly realized he wasn't getting ready and jumped up to put on his hand me downs. On the desk sat a few essays. One for Transfiguration completed and one that just said the affects of Wolsbane potion. This essay had given Harry a load of trouble. Not that he was bad at potions not at all, in fact he was great, almost top of his class. The problem was his professor, Snape. He hated him and Harry had to write an essay that wouldn't get thrown away.

Harry made his way downstairs and pulled out a pan for the eggs and sausage.

"Don't burn the sausage boy, and when your done go outside and cut the lawn. When your done with that pull the weeds in the garden" grumbled uncle Vernon.

"Yes, Sir."

So Harry cooked the food, cut the grass, and pulled the weeds. When he was done he quickly made his way up the stairs so that Vernon wouldn't pull him into any more chores. As quickly as he opened the door he was on the bed.

He then thought to himself 'At midnight tonight I will be of age and then lets see if those muggles try to get me to cook for them. Maybe I will with a little help from magic.'

As Harry was thinking he was fumbling with his necklace. He never did know where it came from. As he was touching it he felt a little strange, as if all the energy he had was leaving him. He quickly let go, as sleep took him.

Later he was roused by what seemed to be a flock of owls. He quickly made it over to the window to pull it open before his uncle made a fuss. Five owls total made its way though the window. He quickly took the letters and parcels and watched as all the owls stayed as if waiting for him to write a letter back. So he quickly looked at one of the letters.

The first one was from Ron.

Hey mate

Happy birthday. I don't know if this will get there before or after midnight but who cares. I hope you like the book I got you, I know a book must be Hermione rubbin off on me. Do you think she would go out with me if I asked

At this Harry laughed only Ron's mind would wonder during a letter.

Sorry mate that's not what this letter is about. Can't wait to see ya, hopefully the muggles aren't too horrible. Well see ya on the train.

Your best mate,

Ron

P.S. who do you think Head Boy will Be.

As Harry finished the letter he quickly went to the gift as he looked at the clock. "11:59."

'I'll just read the letters first and then open the gifts' thought Harry.

The next letter he read was from Hermione.

Hey Harry.

Happy Birthday, if my calculations are correct you should read this right at midnight.

Harry quickly looked at the clock and it read midnight. He laughed and looked back at the letter completely oblivious to the fact that his necklace had come off.

I assume you looked at the clock and found out I'm right. I know I'm a know it all but that is why you love me. Well how does it feel to be of age. Have you used any magic left. Well I hope you like the gift I got you and don't worry I haven't told anyone about your OWL's. I don't know why though. Well I can't wait to see you.

Love,

Hermione

P.S. Who do you think is Head Girl, I hope it's me. What do you think?

Flashback:

"Oh Harry I can't take it open your's first I can't do I know I just failed everything" said a very distraught Hermione.

Harry just smiled and opened his letter looked on with shock. He had gotten All O's. Well with the exception of Divination and History of Magic of which he'd gotten A's. Harry was stunned he showed Hermione and she was all but laughing. She then jumped Harry and gave him a huge hug.

"I just knew you would do good"screeched Hermione.

Just as she was hugging Harry, Ron came up the stairs of the burrow and said "What is all the hype" and the he saw the letter that Hermione was holding and realized "I knew you wouldn't fail." Hermione was about to correct him when Harry quickly piped up "Yeah I kept trying to tell her that she had to of aced everything with how much she studied."

At this Ron heard something about food and quickly ran to the kitchen.

"Why didn't you tell him about your OWL's" said Hermione as she punched his arm.

"I didn't want him to feel bad Hermione, I know how he struggles and how you help him. I just didn't want him to feel like he is in my shadow. You know how he resents my fame."

When Hermione saw the sorrow in his eyes she let it go "I will keep your secret Harry."

End Flashback:

As Harry finished the letter he realized he hadn't done any magic nor did he have his glasses on. "Well here goes, Accio Glasses" as he said it his glasses came zooming to him. He then put them on to see that his vision was blurrier than when he had them off. Shaking it off he took the next letter, it was from Hagrid.

Hullo Harry

Happy 17th birthday. Hope the muggles are treatin you ok, and if their not you can owl me and I'll give old Dudley another tail. Well for my gift I got you a cake I made and a book on astronomy. I remember you telling me you loved looking at the stars. Well wait till you see the stuff I show you this year in class, its going to blow your top. Well have a great birthday

Hagrid

Harry swallowed heavily as he finished the letter, what Hagrid thought was wicked usually meant nightmares for the class.

The next letter was strangely from Gringotts.

Dear Mr. Potter

It has come to our attention that on today July the 31st you turn 17. We hear at Gringotts wish to tell you that you come into your Inheritance from both your parents and Mr. Sirius Black. If you will kindly come into Gringotts when it is convenient we will lead you to the Potter and Black family Vault

Your truly

Ragnok

Head of Magical Inheritance

Division.

Harry looked at this letter with mixed feeling. He didn't need more money and the letter just led to emotions that he had tried to put behind him. Sirius' death was so hard on him. It had taken almost an entire year to get back to normal and at the sight of this letter all those feelings came back.

As a single tear rolled down his face he looked at the last letter and recognized the familiar slanted handwriting, Dumbledore

Harry

Let me first say happy birthday. I will be giving you your gift in the near future. Now let me get down to business. Hopefully you will have noticed that the necklace you have been wearing the whole of your life has fallen off. Well tomorrow at 1:00 pm I will be coming by to pick you up and bring you to Diagon Alley personally. All will be explained in due time. Until then have a splendid birthday.

Humbly yours

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts school of

Witchcraft and Wizardry

P.S. You and Miss Granger are Head Boy and Girl. See you tomorrow.

Harry was shocked Head Boy. But he wasn't even a prefect. Then he thought about the necklace. The necklace couldn't possibly come off. He had tried multiple times to get it off and it never budged. When he went to feel for it, it was gone. He then looked at the floor and saw it there. He then thought to himself 'Why can't I just be normal.'

Tomorrow would be an interesting day.