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Chapter One

Harry looked at the clock and sighed. In less than one minute he would be another year older and he was STILL stuck at Privet Drive. Life was a bit easier, though, ever since Uncle Vernon had run off with a lap-dancer. Harry's mind boggled at the thought and he mentally shook his head to rid himself of the disturbing images it had just conjured up. Still, with any luck, after his final year at Hogwarts he would be off, free to lead his life how he wanted, free to go and live with the love of his life. Harry lapsed into a dreamy state and smiled to himself in the darkness as he thought of his one true love. How could anyone compare? It wasn't just his Wronski Feint or his duck feet but the way his beetle brow softened when he looked at Harry. Hermione wasn't too chuffed, how could she be when it was Harry that had snatched Viktor from her, leaving her to rebound into Ron's eager arms?

Harry bolted right up in bed. "It was all a dream- Uncle Vernon hasn't left Aunt Petunia, I can still hear him snoring next door." Feeling rather nauseous after the dream that he'd just had, Harry got up and took a cool shower. It was 6:30am, and he'd been 15 for 6 1/2 hours.

The early morning owl post had arrived and was already on his bed:

A present from Hagrid, a rather strange looking shepherds pie that had a glint of gold in it, a book from Hermione (cheers Hermione), a card from Cho (Cho? Harry's heart started beating even faster), and a crappy old card from Ginny. Just then, a magnificent barn owl came swooping through the window of Privet House. Retrieving the letter, he noticed on the back: "Malfoy Mansions"...

The Malfoy letter intrigued Harry; he held it in his lap saving it for last. Harry read the cover of the book from Hermione; his mouth fell open. "I can't believe she sent a book like this!" Harry reached down hiding the book under the mattress, not even noticing the crummy card Ginny had sent fall down between the bed and wall.

The next card was from Cho. Before he could open it he was distracted by his Uncle Vernon's voice. He is leaving , Harry thought to himself. The dream may have been a premonition. Leaning an ear to the wall Harry heard Vernon tell his wife he needed to go to visit his sister to help out with some family matter and would be back in two weeks.

Wow! Two weeks with no Uncle Vernon, Harry thought, smiling. He wondered if he would be treated differently with him gone. Probably not.

The draw of the Malfoy letter couldn't be ignored any longer. Harry ran his finger over the wax seal: two M's with a serpent twisting through out. Inside, the stationary had a dragon embossed across the top. A shiver ran through his spine as he began to read.

Dear Harry,

I don't know how much you keep in touch with the wizard news, as I know you live as a Muggle in the summer, but many do not know this news yet. My father has been taken into custody, he will get a trial simply because he is Lucius Malfoy, but we both know he will be spending the better part of the rest of his life in Azkaban. Mother has already left to live with her family in France. I told her I wouldn't be joining her, although I don't think she was going to ask.

I'm writing to you now, before school starts, so that I may resolve a few things ahead of time, since September will be interesting to see who will be talking to me and who I will be distancing myself from.

Harry I .....

ToBeContinued