Summer was drawing to a close and it truly had been the most eventful ever, a short visit to Petunia ended up catastrophically when Melanie punched Dudley for treating Harry badly, knocking him to the floor, great boxer – yeah right. Christopher fell about laughing, but went mad when Vernon grabbed Melanie by the hair and chucked her out of the house physically, Emma was beyond furious. There was a bit of a scuffle, and then Christopher stormed out of the house with Harry and Emma, to find Melanie sitting on the car bonnet, kicking her legs, so hard it dented and scratched the car.
There were several arguments between Sirius and Melanie; she was not taking well to his dislike of Draco. But they always made up sooner or later.
A small fight started between Harry and Draco, but it was soon resolved, Pansy it seemed upset Ginny by accident, as a result was hexed, and had to get Molly to remove the flying bogies that were attacking her. Hermione and Ron got into another argument, he was attacked by a flock of canaries, they were not talking for a few days, but that passed.
Molly was caught dragging Sirius out of the kitchen by the ear on five occasions when he wouldn't stop pestering her about trying the food she was cooking. There was uproar from everyone but Melanie when Emma and Severus came out about their relationship.
Ginny had a quidditch accident, where she fell fifty foot from her broom when Fred accidentally sent a bludger her way. Hermione fell down the stairs when she was walking to breakfast, she had been reading a new book, and wasn't paying attention. George blew up his bed room, while he was in it, turning himself pink for a week before the spell wore off, Emma found it hilarious.
But all in all, some how, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy managed to return for their final year in Hogwarts in one piece, while Ginny and Melanie managed to be good for their sixth year.
In fact they managed, by the end of the summer to be really good friends, even Draco and Harry, it had even gotten to the point where Pansy was trading beauty tips with Hermione for some study tips, and Blaise was playing chess with Ron. Ginny and Melanie loved it. So did Emma, she loved the chaos, and was sad to see it leave, she was however glad that Sirius had moved out of Grimmauld place, with Christopher, and her nephew and friend had moved in with her. Though she would miss Severus while he was away teaching, she knew he would visit when he could.
Everyone was very happy, Molly was glad she would have company while Arthur went to work, and Sirius was happy that Molly would be around to cook. And to be honest as much as they would miss the chaos, they would most definitely enjoy the peace while it lasted.
The welcoming feast was brilliant as expected, food was great, and Dumbledore's speech good, but best of all was the little surprise.
Ginny had been given place as Gryffindor Prefect, Ron was a prefect also but the surprise was yet to come. Hermione had been made head girl – ok it wasn't that much of a surprise, but the head boy was, quite surprisingly, Blaise Zabini. Everyone had their bet on Draco or Harry. In any case, Parvati was made seventh year girls prefect for Gryffindor. Draco and Pansy were made prefect for their house, and Ginny later found that Luna was given a prefect place also.
"Oh wow! Oh my! I got Head Girl!" Hermione squealed, jumped up, ran to Dumbledore to collect her badge, even hugging him, then skipped – yes skipped - back to the Gryffindor table.
Ginny was in fit of laughter as she pinned her badge to her robes, she saw Harry was a little disappointed, but he had been made Quidditch captain, and was happy to just that to focus on.
The group left the table and went up to their dorms, all grinning and smiling, laughing and joking; nothing in that moment could upset them.
The next morning was a silent morning; all over the daily prophet were two words.
MASS BREAKOUT
Azkaban officials confirm there was a mass breakout from the high security wizarding prison. It is now said that this is truly the end of Minister Fudge. Once year spent denying He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's return, a year of doing nothing, but petty arrest. And now a mass breakout.
Nearly every Prisoner in the facility has escaped, bar those who had been given the kiss; this is only a seventh of over a thousand prisoners.
There were pictures splattered all over the page, different men and women, Lucius was out. As well as quite a few other familiar faces.
Rain was pouring down from the heavens. A bolt of lighting. Rumble of thunder. Silence. Mountains surrounding him. Leering, threatening. Another flash. Another rumble. And there at the lowest point of the valley was what looked like a little stone house, he ran towards it, as fast as he could, his feet slipping slightly, but still he kept on, he had to get there.
When he reached the building, he walked around it, it wasn't a building at all, more of a tomb, there foreboding, it was ancient, as if it had been around forever. Another clap of lighting.
Harry awoke panting, he was covered in sweat, Ron was standing over him looking scared.
"Harry?" Ron asked weakly. "Harry? What's wrong? What happened?" Ron asked. "Seamus went to get McGonagall." Just then Ginny came tumbling into the room.
"Something's wrong with Melanie!" She shouted, then ran from the room, Harry scrambled out of his bed, still weak from the nightmare. He reached the bottom of the girls' stair case and started yelling, he could hear screaming.
The Hermione appeared, she was floating a withering Melanie down the staircase, and Hermione herself looked like she was going to throw up.
"She just won't stop!" Then someone tumbled into the common room, and McGonagall appeared, with Christopher and Dumbledore.
Immediately Melanie stopped and woke up, she too was panting and sweating, Harry turned to Christopher, he was in no better state.
"Harry, Melanie my office now." Dumbledore ordered, the pair nodded, and slowly made their way to his office, Christopher and McGonagall helping them.
Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Neville were too worried for their friends to go back to sleep so they settled on the sofa, awaiting their return.
In the headmaster's office Melanie, Harry and Christopher were sat in front of Albus Dumbledore's desk.
"Melanie you first, what did you see?" Dumbledore said softly.
"I was lying there, curled up into a ball, there were these men, they were looking down at me smirking, laughing at me, I didn't know what they were doing, I couldn't see much, and then one of them hit me. Said I was a stupid little half breed. Neither pure or filth. Another said I had been pathetic to think a potion would save me. Then they started to kick and hit me, and I could feel every blow. And on the wall opposite me there was a date etched into the wall, and there was a countdown, I only had two days left until it reached this date, they laughed as I looked at it desperately. Then suddenly my time was out and he was there, Voldemort, it was horrible, I screamed for him not to, begged, pleaded, I fought as hard as I could, then there was a sudden flash of light and I woke up..." Tears were running down her face, and Harry couldn't even look at his sister.
"Harry if you would."
"I was in a valley, it was night, and there was a storm raging, but all I could focus on was this kind of tomb, there was something about it. It felt as if it had been there since the beginning of time, and I knew I should leave it alone, but there was something in there drawing me to it. I think I know what was in it." Harry said.
"I think you do as well Harry, we'll discuss this in a bit. But Christopher, your dream."
"Erm there was a boy, he was younger then me, Harry's age maybe. He'd been hiding, from what I don't know, but he was found by Deatheaters, they were torturing him, but sir, these aren't just random dreams," Christopher said.
"No they aren't, you're all connected by your scars, although Harry's is the main one because he was actually hit by the curse, the curse split, hitting both you and Melanie, and also Voldemort, it killed him, but all of you had your mothers protection."
"You have a scar?" Melanie asked. Christopher nodded and turned around; on the lower part of the back of his neck was a small lightning bolt scar.
"There is so much we don't know right now Professor, and yet you expect us to bring down Voldemort?" Harry asked his headmaster, hurt, and angry.
"Harry, your life, it has always been about what you don't know, and finding the truth." Dumbledore told him.
"But what if I lose the will to keep trying?" Harry asked.
"But could you ever lose the will to carry on fighting Harry, could you sacrifice the lives of so many, Cedric, Your mother, your father, Mary Rose, Your grandparents, Your Godmother. Are you willing to risk Melanie and Christopher, all your friends and the family you have with you now? I know it sounds like I'm placing the weight of the world on your shoulders, but Harry, could you, being who you are, really allow yourself to give up?" Dumbledore asked, and Harry knew even if the prophecy hadn't said it would be him to kill Voldemort, it still would be him, because he needed to, for him, for everyone.