HARRY POTTER AND THE SIXTH YEAR

Chapter 1: At Private Drive

Harry lay awake in his bed. He had been having nightmares about the night at the department of mysteries for the past fortnight. A tear trickled down his cheek as he thought about Sirius. He also remembered the horrible moments when Hermione had fallen unconscious. A bolt of lightning had struck him when he had seen her fall. And what relief he felt when Neville had told him that she was alive. The other people involved in the 'battle' had received minor injuries but had all survived. Nymphadora Tonks had required a week at St. Mungos but was now up and about.

He was wondering how long would it be before he could be out of Private Drive. Ron had already sent him an invitation to join him at the Burrow but the order had disallowed it at the moment. They had said that they would let him know when it was all right to go. He was eagerly waiting for their consent.

The clock struck 11:00 and Harry removed his glasses. He was almost asleep when he heard a noise outside his window. He looked up irritably and saw Hedwig standing there with two envelopes attached to her legs. He got up and took the first in his hand. It read:

It is now safe to go to Rons. Be sure to be there within the next two days otherwise it may be dangerous.

Snivellus

It was the first time Snape had written to him. Obviouysly he had written under Dumbledore's orders. Harry couldn't help feeling that he would have been happier to receive the letter from someone else. Maybe Lupin or Moody or Tonks. Anyway it was what he had been looking forward to for so long. Wondering how he would get there he took hold of the second envelope.

Dear Harry, Dumbledore has given permission for you to come and stay at my place. We will come and pick you up day after tomorrow. We cant pick you up tomorrow as we are changing houses. Dad and Mum wont tell me where and why. Be ready at 3:00 pm. Cant wait to see you, mate. Take care Ron

The thought of the Weasleys not living in the Burrow seemed unthinkable. Harry went to sleep that night thinking that in two days time he would be with his best friend and the family which had treated him like their own.

He woke up at 10:00 am. Nobody used to wake up Harry at Private Drive these days, as they were scared of the order. Harry made his way to the bathroom and did his routine jobs there. When he went down he saw his breakfast on the table. It was a generous share of bacon with eggs and toasted bread. He ate and made his way upstairs. He spent the rest of the morning and afternoon doing his homework in Transfiguration and potions. As he was about to go down for lunch, he saw another owl on his window. It was not Hedwig but a school owl, which Harry recognized. He took the envelope in his hands and opened it. Its content delighted him beyond measure. It was his happiest moment in a long long time.

Dear Mr. Potter, Listed below are your grades in the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations.

Transfiguration: O Potions: E Charms: O Divination: A Care of Magical Creature: O History of magic: E Defense against Dark Arts: O Astronomy: A Herbology: O

Congratulations on your outstanding performance. The subjects required for Auror training have been granted to you. Please confirm that you have not changed your mind about being an auror.

Also from this year due to the current circumstances Hogwarts has decided to have three prefects instead of two. I am glad to tell you that you have been chosen as the third prefect from Gryffindor. You badge has been enclosed.

Hope you are well. With best wishes Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress

Harry jumped with joy. As much as Ron and Hermione were his friends he couldn't help feeling jealous about them being prefects. Now he was one too. He was on equal terms with Malfoy. With this happy feeling he went down to find his uncle and aunt.

The Dursleys had been lot nicer to Harry after the encounter with Mad Eye at King Cross'. They hardly spoke to him but fed him well and attended to his problems. Uncle Vernon had once got a carpenter to fix Harry's bed when it had broken. Currently the three Dursleys were getting ready for lunch.

'Hello Aunt Petunia', said Harry.

'Hi'

'I'll be going to stay with my friend Ron from tomorrow. They'll pick me up. Don't worry they will not come by floo powder'.

Both Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia looked relieved. They even congratulated Harry when he told them that he had been made a prefect. Harry spent the evening going for a walk and visiting Mrs. Figg. He had been visiting her regularly to see if there was any message from the order. At night he slept for the first time in many days without having any nightmares.