A/N: Thank you to everybody who took the time to read, review, favourite etc. It means so much that people like my story. The next chapter will focus on the feast and Harry meeting Remus and the next chapter, well you'll just have to wait and see ;)

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The end of the summer had come quickly for Harry and though he was looking forward to going back to Hogwarts, he would miss the Burrow very much.

The past week had been the most fun he'd had all summer (It had been the only fun he had all summer) what with the barbecues, the games of Quidditch in the paddock near the Weasleys house and the days out him, Ron and Hermione took in Diagon Alley where they had fun checking out Quality Quidditch Supplies and stopping for an ice cream at Florean Fortescues Ice Cream Parlour before heading home to relax in the Burrow garden.

However despite all of this, Harry couldn't shake the feeling that there was something wrong, he had more bruises that seemed to appear out of nowhere and he kept on getting nosebleeds. Not to mention constant coughs and snivels that he had put down the hayfever, but doubt niggled at the back of his mind, telling him to go to a healer but he decided not to worry.

September 1st dawned bright and early and Harry was woken by Ron jumping on him screaming.

"Harry Mum wants us to get up we've got to leave for the train station in five minutes!"

Groaning, Harry dragged himself out of bed and stood and stretched, groaning as it made his bones ache unbearably. Ron looked at his best mate with concern

"You alright mate? You look a bit pale." said Ron, frowning slightly.

Harry moved to the mirror and suppressed a gasp,he really did look pale, like a ghost that had the flu mixed with a vampire with a head cold.

"I'm fine mate, just tired lets go." Harry muttered, yawning to emphasize his point.

He picked up his trunk, or rather tried to, he dropped it onto his foot (rather painfully) as a wave of dizziness overtook him

"Harry are you sure you're okay?" said his best friend, who was really worried now.

"I'm fine just got a bit dizzy is all." replied Harry and with that said, he picked up his trunk, took one look into the room the see if he had forgotten anything and left the room, with Ron in tow, carrying Hedwig's and scabbers cages. (His trunk was already in the car that would take them to Kings Cross.)

They went out into the courtyard where the whole family were gathered and climbed into the large backseat, stretching out luxuriously on the back seat; which had stretched to the size of a large sofa to allow Fred, George, Ginny and Percy to sit side by side quite comfortably.

Once everyone had clambered in and the trunks and cages were neatly packed in the boot, the engine roared to a start and Harry smiled in spite of himself. He was going home.

They arrived at Kings Cross station at 10:45. With only 15 minutes to spare, Mr. Weasley rushed off to find trolleys while Mrs. Weasley ushered them to the gateway that would get them onto the platform.

Mr. Weasley arrived five minutes later with one large trolley with all of their trunks and cages piled on the top. Harry suspected that he'd bewitched it to make it larger thus fitting all of the trunks onto it quite easily.

"Quick, get on to the platform." said a harried Mrs. Weasley and one by one, the children ran through the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Harry was the last to go through.

His face lit up as he breathed in the sooty smell that always accompanied the train and the hustle and bustle of Hogwarts students saying goodbye to their families. Harry walked over to where the Weasleys were standing. Mrs. Weasley was passing round sandwiches to everyone. While this was going on Mr. Weasley took Harry to one side and said;

"Harry I wander if I might have a word?"

Harry nodded and followed Mr Weasley further away from any eavesdroppers

"Harry what you know about Sirius Black?" said Mr. Weasley.

Harry was utterly confused, he hadn't been expecting this

"Umm that he escaped from prison. That's all."

Mr. Weasley pulled him further way from the crowd and continued.

"I shouldn't be telling you this but you need to know Harry, Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban prison and he's...he's after you, now i want you to promise to stay safe while at Hogwarts.! Mr Weasley said all of this nervously.

Harry promised and ran towards the train as it had just given a warning whistle.

Harry and Ron went off to find a compartment once they had met up with Hermione. The only one available had a sleeping man in it.

"Who is that?" Ron wondered.

Hermione responded with "Professor R.J Lupin"

The conversation continued on what they thought DADA would be like this year. Then suddenly the train jolted to a stop, causing Harry to fall sideways in his seat. Sitting up, he looked curiously out of the room.

The train jolted again, causing Harry to fall back in his seat.

Suddenly, ice appeared on the windows and it grew deathly cold. For some reason, Harry felt sad like all of the happiness had been sucked from the world. There in the doorway stood a creature swathed in black robes, it immediately swooped down upon Harry and white fog clouded his vision, he was surely going to die now. He heard a woman scream in his ears and wanted to help her but could not move.

He felt himself falling until the blackness swallowed him and he thought no more.

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