Disclaimer- I don't own any of it it's all J.K's well except maybe the plot

Privet Drive, Little Whinging Surrey is a perfectly normal suburban neighbourhood, filled with perfectly normal square, pruned to perfection gardens, boringly bland British cars and identical immaculate houses in which the upper crust residents live. But among these annoyingly pristine homes, in 4 Privet Drive lives a not so normal boy. This boy is Harry Potter. Harry Potter is a wizard but even in the Wizarding World Harry isn't normal, he is the The-Boy-Who-Lived or The Chosen One as he's been called lately, because Harry is somewhat of a celebrity in the Wizarding World as Harry is the only known survivor of the Avada Kedavra killing curse and if that did not make him famous enough fate had some more in store for Harry as the person that cast the killing curse and the person -who killed Harry's parents Lily and James Potter- was Lord Voldemort -the most evil and powerful wizard in a century who's power is only rivalled by that of Albus Dumbledore- and as Harry survived the killing curse Lord Voldemort's power broke and Harry was hailed as the saviour of the Wizarding World. But what goes up must come down as the muggles say and now Lord Voldemort is back with a vengeance and is once again out to kill Harry (properly this time) and to as all evil geniuses are take over the world.

It was 2 A.M on the second day of Harry's summer at Privet Drive and he awoke drenched in sweat after suffering from the usual nightmare that he's had for the last few weeks since coming home from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was a nightmare that unfortunately Harry was all too familiar with, Harry's godfather Sirius Black falling to his death through the veil at the Department of Mysteries at the hands of his insane Death Eater cousin Bellatrix Lestrange. Deciding that sleep was the last thing that should be attempted at this point Harry sat up in his bed and noticed a beautiful snowy owl fluttering through the window, "Hedwig! Come here girl. What you got for me?" Hedwig swooped down to the bed and dropped a bundle of letters from Ron and Hermione on Harry's lap.

"Lets see what Hermione has to say eh girl?"

Dear Harry,

Harry I just wanted to let you know that I'm fine after the DoM incident, they healers and Madam Pomfrey were able to identify the dark curse and I was out of there in no time. I still have to take 2 or 3 potions a day but other than that I'm doing rather well. How are your 'relatives' treating you so far are they better than usual? How has your scar been? Remember if it hurts at all this summer or if you get any attacks or visions you absolutely must tell Professor Dumbledore or someone else in the Order.

Have you heard word if you are going to the Burrow this summer I know it's only been 2 days since we saw each other but Mrs Weasley has been trying to convince Dumbledore to let you go, I'll be going in the third week of the summer as my parents and I are going to Paris on vacation. If you don't get to visit you must send Hedwig and tell me your O.W.L results and I'll do the same. Oh I'm so so so worried about them I know I messed up at least one rune translation, and the charms practical was just no good at all. Oh no what if I fail every thing what will I do, I mean these results determine what N.E.W.T.S we get to sit so really they determine what we are going to do with the rest of our lives. Please write back Harry.

Love

Hermione

After reading Hermione's letter Harry felt a surge of rage and balled up the letter and through it towards the door and picked up Ron's.

Dear Harry,

Alright mate, how's it going? Mum's going nutters at Dumbledore trying to get him to let you come to the Burrow soon as. So far he's not giving an answer but hopefully he'll agree. If you can come Dad said he might be able to get us to get us some tickets for the Cannons Tornadoes match. You know I think we have a definite chance at the cup this year if the Harpies lose their next couple of matches and Puddlemere lose to Pride then we may just make it the playoffs!!!

Oh yeah Hermione is coming up to the Burrow in the next couple of weeks- get in mate!! She's stressing out over her O.W.L's again not that there's any reason I mean she's the smartest witch in our year. I don't see what the fuss over O.W.L's are any way the twins hardly got any and there doing alright in there shop. Well see you soon (hopefully) mate.

Ron

P.S Do you have any idea where the twins got all the money for the shop? And try and find out f your alright for playing for Gryffindor this year.

"AAARGH!!!! Don't they know me at all? How can they possibly worry about things like O.W.L results and the Cannons. Sirius is gone and it's all my fault!" Hedwig cocked her head and shot Harry a reproachful look.

"I can't believe they can be this flippant about this Sirius died. He's dead and nothing is going to bring him back. Why does everyone that cares about me die? First my parents then Sirius who next?" he sobbed.

Harry moved over to the window and stared out at the dog star Sirius and dropped his head, tears falling thick and fast. "I'm so… s-sorry Sirius. I d-didn't mean it please forgive me" Harry choked out. As he staggered back towards his bead and fell into a restless sleep.

Underneath Harry's bedroom window hidden by an invisibility Nymphadora Tonks stood weeping for the loss of Sirius her cousin and for Harry. "Oh you poor, poor boy. When will you realise this isn't your fault" Silently she apparated into Harry's small, dreary bedroom and watched over him while he slept and her watch shift was over.

AN First attempt at this whole writing thing. R&R leave something constructive please.