Chapter 1-A Little Talk With Aunt Petunia

Harry Potter was in his room and packing his trunk. He was no ordinary boy, he was a wizard. He had black hair and the greenest eyes anyone had every seen. He picked up a picture and sat on the bed to study it. It was a picture of a beautiful witch. She had dark brown hair that she got from her father, Sirius Black and blue eyes that twinkled, which she had gotten from her mother. Her name was Jennifer McCallahan, his girlfriend. He hadn't seen her since he had gotten off the Hogwarts express 3 weeks before. She had been sending letters, but it just wasn't the same.

He sighed and got up to resume packing. He was putting more things in his trunk then usual, but that was because he would never have to come back here. You see, Harry lived with his aunt and uncle. For the past 16 years they had treated him lower then dirt. He had gotten hand me downs from his overweight cousin until he was 15 years old and had almost starved to death in the summer on his aunt and uncles attempt to make his cousin lose weight. He would never have to take their abuse again. He felt like running around the block and screaming for joy. Calm down Harry, you still have another couple of hours to go until you leave.

The reason he was leaving was because he was turning 17. When wizards turn 17 they become adults and are aloud to do magic whenever they wish. When he turned 17 the magic that had protected him from an evil dark wizard named Voldmort will run out. When he was 1 year old Voldemort had come to kill him because he had heard a prophecy saying that Harry would be his downfall. When he came to his house to kill him, Voldemort had killed his father, and then had proceeded to kill his mother. When he had tried to kill Harry the love of his mother had protected him, and the Avada Kedvra curse had been sent back at Voldemort, thus making him no more then vapor. Voldemort hadn't had a body for 14 years. Now he was back. And he was pissed. There were killings and attacks almost everyday.

Voldemort hadn't always been like this after his rise. For the first year he had pretended to still be gone, but in June something terrible had happened. Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of all time, the only person Voldemort had ever feared had been killed. He had been a friend, advisor, father figure…well maybe more like a grandfather figure to him. With him gone the wizarding world was in trouble.

Harry tried to get his trunk closed just as there was a knock on the door. "Come in." he said.

"Oh, I see you're all packed up then." Said his Aunt Petunia. She was a tall, noisy woman. If you looked at the two of them standing side by side you would never guess that they were related.

"Yeah. I'm ready to go." He said.

She sighed and sat down on his bed. She picked up a shirt that was on the bed still and folded it then went over to his trunk and put it in. "Harry, I no you think I don't like you." Harry opened his mouth to say it wasn't true, but he just couldn't. He just shut his mouth instead. She sighed again. "I loved your mother very much."

He looked up so fast that he cracked his neck. "Huh?"

She gave a sad smile. "I did. For the first 19 years of my life we were inseparable."

He frowned. "Only the first 19?"

She nodded. "Then my parents died. I blamed her. We had a huge fight and after that we lost touch."

"Why would you blame her?"

"We were home when it happened you know. It was the end of Christmas break. Lily had been in her 6th year then. One night these men in black robes just popped up into our house in the middle of the night. They attacked Lily. My parents heard the sounds and went to help her. They killed my father, and then my mother. I can still remember the screams. I ran into her room. They turned their wands on me, but then that wizard, Albus Dumbledore, and others showed up. They had soon driven the men with black robes out of our house. She went to live with some friends after that."

"I still don't get why you would blame her."

"A number of reasons. One; she had made those men come to our house. She told me once that since she was a…what did she call it…'muggleborn'?" Harry nodded. "Yes, since she was a muggleborn people in the wizarding world hated her. These men in robes came for her and her only. Reason number two was because she was a witch. Every time I saw her she would tell me all about what she learned. When they came she didn't save them. I thought she could have. She was always bragging about magic and when the time came that she needed it the most she couldn't protect her family."

"That wasn't her fault. They snuck up on her. She wasn't prepared."

"I realize now that I wrong. I wish I never would have said those things to her. Then I could have spent more time with her. I thought at the time that we had lots of time to make up. When I found you on our step with that note," Harry could see tears in his aunt's eyes. "I was so sad. I cried for days."

"If you loved her so much then why did you treat me like shit my whole life?" he asked getting angry.

"Because every time I look at you I see Lily. Those are her eyes. And it hurts me so much. I wish now that I had treated you differently. But I thought it was too late." She looked at him. "Albus kept in touch with me about you. And what had been happening at your school. How you have so many friends, you're popular, and how you're famous. He told me about the Philosopher's Stone, the chamber, fighting dragons, seeing your parent's murder for the first time. He told me how brave you are, how smart. Harry I have never been so proud of anything or anyone, except maybe Lily."

Harry was speechless. He didn't know what to say to this. She was proud of him? He pinched his arm lightly just to see if it was a dream. Nope, definitely not. Not only now was he a little creped out by his aunt his arm hurt. He rubbed the spot on his arm. "I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything. I just want you to know that no matter what I will always be proud of you. This will always be your home Harry. Whenever you need me I will be there in a second." She smiled a little bit. "The last letter I got from Dumbledore said you had a girlfriend." Harry nodded. "What does she look like?" Harry reached over to his bedside table and grabbed the picture of Jen. "She's really beautiful."

Harry smiled. "Yeah, she really is. She's great. She smart and funny."

She looked at him. "Do you love her?" He nodded. "I'm happy for you." She stood up. "I'll just go downstairs." She walked to the door and paused with her hand on the door knob. "Harry I know about the prophecy." He looked at her. "I have never told anyone. The first time I held you in my arms I knew you were going to do great things. Harry. I know you can beat him."

He looked down at his shoes. "How do you know that?"

She smiled. "Because you're Lily's son."

With that she left the room without another word.

At 11:45 pm there was a knock on the front door. Harry smiled and rushed to the door. He opened it to Jen. They stood and studied each other. Harry saw that she was thinner and had big bags under her eyes. Then she smiled and Harry's whole world lit up. He smiled back then gathered her up in his arms. He spun her around, listening to her laughs. When he put her on her feet she smiled up at him and tried to flatten his hair.

"It's still messy." She said.

"And you're still the most beautifully thing in the world."

With that he pulled her to him and touched his lips to hers. He felt her wrap her arms around his neck and kisses him back. The kiss made him light headed. He had definitely missed this. The kiss lasted a long time and would've gone on longer had someone not interrupted.

"Alright, alright that's enough. I'm still not used to it yet." He heard a voice behind Jen say.

He pulled up reluctantly and saw Sirius Black looking back and grinning at him. He smiled and pulled him into an embrace. "It's good to see you."

"You too." Said Sirius.

Harry felt a hand sneak into his. He looked down and smiled at Jen pulling her close to him. "Happy Birthday Harry." She said kissing his cheek.

"It's not my birthday yet. But I will take an early birthday gift." With that he pulled her back into his embrace.

"Cut it out. Don't make me curse you both." Said Sirius. Harry saw him look behind Harry, then get a silly grin on his face. Then he pushing Harry and Jen out of his way. "Petunia!" He scooped her into a hug. "Haven't seen you in a really long time."

"It's good to see you again to. How's everything been?"

"Well I was in prison for 12 years then in a time thing for another year. Other then that it was okay. How about you?"

"Good. Sirius I would like to introduce you to my husband Vernon," Sirius shook hands with a purple faced Vernon, "My son Dudley," He shook hands with a scared looking Dudley who ran out of the room afterwards. "And Harry will you please shut your mouth, it's almost hanging to the ground."

Harry quickly shut his mouth. "You 2 no each other?"

"Obviously." She said. Then she looked at Jen and smiled. "You must be Jen. I'm Petunia, Harry's aunt; it's nice to meet you." Jen shook her hand.

"You too." She said. Then she turned to Harry. "We have to…" She got cut off by Sirius.

"Oh my god, it's a TV!!" Sirius scrambled into the living room. He petted the TV lovingly. "I haven't been able to get one, what with Grimmald Place being so magical. I've missed it. Too bad Remus isn't here."

Jen shook her head and looked up at the clock. "Dad! Would you stop being an idiot! We only have a few minutes left. We have to be gone in like minute."

Sirius sighed. "Leave it up to you, the young one to remind me." He looked at her and frowned. "You're too much like your mother. Always rush, rush, and rush. 'Stick to the plan Sirius' and 'Sirius stop being an idiot' we're like the only things she said to me."

"This should tell you something." She said walking to his trunk. She said a charm and it vanished. Just then there were 2 more pops and Fred and George popped up.

"We have trouble." Said George.

"I would say so." Said a sinister voice that was too familiar. Harry turned and looked and say none other then Snape. Behind him was a group of 5 Death Eaters. This can not be good.