Ok this is my first FF so…yeah! As you know all characters belong to J.K. Rowling and all rights belong to her. I'm just using them to make my own story.

This is going to take place after their sixth year and during their seventh year. Harry has broken up with Ginny but still loves her. Ron and Hermione are still trying to push past the awkward stage and realize they like each other. This is going to be switching to different characters but it will mostly be Harry’s point of view.

I’m ok with criticism, so if I’m doing something wrong tell me! I would really like to improve, so any advice would be welcomed. Ok here goes chapter 1.

Chapter 1


Harry sat gloomily on his bed, clutching a letter in his hand. It was a letter from his best friend, Ron, asking him to come stay at the Burrow for the rest of the holiday. He had replied right away, saying he would be over tomorrow. Tomorrow was his birthday and he’d be of age. The magic that protected him at the Dursley’s would be lifted and he would never have to step a foot in this house again.

Harry sighed as he got up from his bed to continue packing. He hadn’t seen Ginny since he had broken up with her and was hoping nothing would be awkward between them. He still had strong feelings for her, but he was afraid for her. If something were to happen to her, it would be all his fault.

Voldermort was still at large. Every day more and more disappearances and killings were reported in the Daily Prophet. Harry had subscribed to the newspaper, to keep track of what was going on with the wizardly world. He also wanted to know if there were any signs of Voldermort anywhere, or if he was caught yet. So far…nothing.
Getting down on his hands and knees, he made sure there was nothing under his bed. Moving his hand around, he felt it hit against something smooth and slick. He took hold of it and pulled it out.

It was the photo album Hagrid had given him in his first year. He leaned against the side of his bed and propped the album against his knees. There were a lot more pictures inside it now than when Hagrid had first given it to him. He flipped through the pages watching himself, Ron, and Hermione growing up before his eyes.

Ron, always taller than him and Hermione, had been growing into a young man. His hair was still flaming red, but it was growing long and silky, and by the end of their sixth year, it was hanging all in his eyes. Freckles, that used to make him look very childish, were starting to blend in with the color of his skin. His hazel eyes seemed to sparkle whenever he looked at Hermione.

Hermione seemed to have changed more than the two boys. She had always had a lot of big, bushy, brown hair. It used to make her face look smaller than it really was because there was so much of it. But by the end of their sixth year, her hair was calming down. They made beautiful curls that reached just below her shoulders. She had also grown nicely into her body. She stood up much straighter and always had her head held high. Her strong posture was because she was the toughest one between the three. She may not have the physical strength that Harry and Ron had, but she was what kept them going when all was lost.

Harry flipped back to the pictures of himself in his first year. He was a scrawny little boy, with messed up hair. Flicking ahead, he noticed he had a lot of dark circles underneath his eyes while he was in his fifth year. He didn’t sleep that great through that year and didn’t have so many great memories either. Harry didn’t really see a difference from his first year self and now, but he had changed tremendously. He now had an athlete built and no longer looked little. His jet black hair still did what ever it wanted, but it suited him. The most noticeable thing about him, though, was his deep emerald eyes. Behind the wisdom and caring, there was great sorrow. For his parents, his godfather, and now Dumbledore. All gone in a flash.

Flipping the page over he felt his heart brake. He had stopped on his mom and dad’s wedding picture. They were both looking into each other’s eyes lovingly. Every once in a while they would turn their heads to the best man and laugh merrily. Sirius Black, his godfather, was all smiles for the newly married couple, chuckling happily with them.

Harry slammed the book shut. They should be here, with him, laughing. But they were gone. Leaving Harry feel entirely alone.


Ok that was the first chapter. I hoped you all liked it. Please comment and tell me what you think.

*Steph*

Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43

Are you sure this is your first FF? 'Cause this is blowing off my mind!
It's a very great start. Unfortunately, I have no negative comments or things you should improve on, because it's all perfect! I do hope Harry will get everything through. Life can't be that hard, can it?
☆★☆★
Mindy

Steph this is so good! Aww...poor Harry. Post more or I'll sing.

Very good start Steph!! I find it very hard to believe that this is your first FF!! I can't wait for you to up-date it!

Thanks Mindy! Im so glad you like it. Nothing I should imrove on? Wow it must be good then Life is going to be tough on Harry for awhile im afraid...

Thanx Wendy. Yes its me with a FF! And yes Harry is smexi

Yeah this is my first FF. Can you belive it? Ive written other stories before but never a FF. Im glad you like it. Thanx again and Im glad you liked it.

Lili!!! Thanx for reading it!!
Ill post more soon for fear of your singing
Maybe Ill have people singing in my next post


Whit!! I also thank you for reading


Ok Ill probally post more on Monday. Unless I cant resist tempantion and I post more later...

*Steph*

I loved it.You are almost just as good as J.K.Rowling herself just about one lttle notch below because no one can be as good as her.PAMS.I would love to know what happens next

~Heather~

ahh i loved it hahhaa yeah i think you've secretly been writing other stories, thats how good it sounds hahahah i love it. Post more soon!!

-Anna<3

Thank you Springbabe. I never thought I would be compared to JK. Harrypotterbabe, yeah I have wrote other stories but they werent Harry Potter related. So yeah...

Ok everybody I said I would post on Monday cause I thought I wouldnt be on today. But I am so heres chapter two

Chapter2

Harry woke around 6:30 the next morning. Sun light was beating through the window, hitting his face. He got up and walked to the bathroom. After taking a quick shower, he returned to his room to make sure he packed everything. He went over to Hedwig’s cage and opened it.

“Fly to the Burrow. I’ll be over there soon.” He told her. She nipped his finger and took flight. He watched the snowy white owl fly away, before picking up his trunk and her cage and walking out the small room he had took refuge in for the past five years.

He left his trunk by the front door and walked into the kitchen. Uncle Vernon was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee, as usual. Dudley was eating an omelet and Aunt Petunia was cooking bacon. Nobody said anything when he walked in.

“Well, today is my birthday.” Harry said. Nobody even looked up. “And that means I’m of age-“

“You still have one more year before your eighteen.” Uncle Vernon said, behind his paper.

“In my world, you come of age at seventeen. So I won’t have to come back if I don’t want to. I’ve just come to say goodbye.” When nobody even blinked an eye, he left and walked toward the front door.

“Harry,” somebody said behind him. He turned and saw Aunt Petunia coming toward him.

“I just wanted to say…” She paused in front of him and sighed. “Your welcome here any time.”

“Why would I want to come back? I’ll you have done the past sixteen years is make my life a living nightmare.” Harry retorted.

Then she did something Harry had never seen her do before. She showed real emotion for him. Putting her head down in shame, she sighed again.
“I’m sorry. You remind me so much of your mother.” She said, tears welling up in her eyes. “I miss her a lot you know. It may of seemed like I hated her guts, but she was still my sister.”

Harry watched her intently. Aunt Petunia brought her head up and looked into his eyes.

“You have your mum’s beautiful eyes.” She said. Harry smiled at her. So many people have commented on his eyes. It was starting to get annoying, but when she said it made him beam with pride.

Harry picked up his things and nodded a goodbye to his aunt. Right before he closed the door, she said one last thing she had never said to him.

“Happy birthday Harry.” She smiled.

Ok ther was chapter 2! I hope you liked it

*Steph*

Aww. Someone finally told Harry "happy birthday"! Aww...Petunia cares! *sniff* Good post Stephie!!!!!!!!! PAMS PAMS PAMS PAMS!!! And by the way...my singing isn't all that bad so it shouldn't be a threat. Please post anyway!

awww that was cute hahaa happy birday harry hehehehe ahhh i loved it... post more soon!!

-Anna<3

Hey steph! I really like you're ff! And seriously, you remind me so much of J.K. Rowling! (-its a complement!) Please write chapter 3 soon! *Puppy face*
-Shirel

I liked it and it was sort of sad that she took so long to tell Harry that she loved him.Still good post.PAMS

~Heather~

Yeah Petuina cares. There is going to be singing in the next post You can sing along

Thanx Anna. Ill post more soon

I love your compliments Shirel. They make me
Your puppy dog face is making me want to post right now. But I havent typed it up yet Ill post more really soon though

Yeah Aunt Petuina is out there. But she still got to say it one time before he never had to see them again. So yeah...
Im glad you liked it Heather.


Ok I need to type up chapter three and Ill probally post it some time tomorrw. If not Wensday for sure. It all depends on how busy I am

*Steph*

New Reader. Your story is so amazing. I love it. Can't wait for more to come.

awww that was so sweet!

This may seem odd, but that paragraph was really well structured!!! It had a lot of effect and created a realistic and appropriate atmosphere pams pams pams pams!!!