A/N and Disclaimer: I do not own Harry or his friends. They belong to Ms. Rowling. Now that the legal stuff is out of

the way. This is my first story, I am an aspiring writer and I would appreciate any bits of information or help you can

give. Thanks guys, now on with the show...



Harry Potter and the Sword of Kuan Ti



Prologue

Strange Happenings



Harry was speechless to say the least. He re-read the letter that Hedwig had brought with her after being gone for

two days for about the fourth time this summer, she silently drank the fresh water Harry had put in her cage. He was

used to her being gone for days on end by now, but he still liked having her with him. When she came home this time

with the note he was surprised, Ron and Hermione's letters had come earlier that day with Pigwidgeon. Hermione had

already arrived at the Burrow for the summer; her parents had given her a choice this year, go to France with them

again this summer or stay with Ron. Harry knew Hermione had a crush on Ron, and that Ron felt the same about her.

That's why they fought all the time, they didn't know any other way to handle their feelings. Harry had been on to this

since the end of second year, when they started acting weird around each other, and when he saw Ron's face when she

showed up at the Yule Ball two years ago. His best friends' notes had been full of apologies that he couldn't come, that

they missed him; they had even sent his presents early. Harry looked at the packages on his dresser and smiled, tonight

was his birthday; he would open them at twelve. He looked down at the note and silently thanked Dumbledore yet

again, the note was only a few short lines, but Harry loved his aging mentor for them.



Harry,

The Guard will be arriving at Three o' clock tomorrow afternoon.

They will protect you on your way to the Burrow.

Be safe my young friend,

Albus Dumbledore



Harry smiled slightly to himself, the first genuine smile of the summer. Sirius' death was still fresh in his mind, but he

knew his godfather was in a better place, with Harry's parents. His innocence was finally declared at the beginning of

summer by the Ministry. They thanked him for his sacrifice and awarded him Order of Merlin Second-class. Harry

knew Sirius would have loved it. He busied himself with packing his trunk for tomorrow, unshed tears fresh in his olive

green eyes. Uncle Vernon had taken it easy on him this summer, what with the new threat from the Order if he harmed

Harry in any way. Harry no longer had to hide his books and quills and things under the loose floorboard, as long as he

kept 'that unnaturalness to himself, in his own room.' A small tap at his window announced the presence of a new owl;

it was a beautiful grey and white snowy owl. 'It looks a bit like Hedwig,' Harry thought to himself. Harry went to the

window and let it in; it gave a grateful hoot as he untied the medium-sized package from its leg then hopped over to

Hedwig's cage. Hedwig reluctantly shared her water dish with the newcomer. Harry opened the package and a small red

box with a gold ribbon and a slip of parchment fell out. Harry examined the box for a second then picked up the letter.

He was surprised to see the neat handwriting he had only seen a few times before.



Dear Harry,



Thought I'd write you on your birthday now that we're friends and all. I made prefect! I got the badge today, mum and

dad were so proud, made a big deal out of it like they did with Ron last year. They asked me what I wanted and I said

an owl, he's beautiful isn't he? I named him Sirius, so that I will always remember the sacrifice he gave. It still hurts to

think about him, I can't imagine what you're going through.



'She doesn't understand,' Harry thought, a tear slipping down his cheek and falling onto the parchment. 'She doesn't

know what it's like to loose the only father you have ever known.' He returned to reading her letter.



I sent your present because I figured we wouldn't see you again this year, Hermione's here, but I'm sure you can hear

her and Ron arguing from there. We all miss you Harry. I miss you.



Love, Ginny



'She misses me?' He thought, bewildered. 'Calm down, Harry.' He told himself, 'it's only Ginny.' There was a P.S.



P.S. I found this the other day, I hope you like it. I thought it was beautiful.



Harry looked at the small box and picked it up. He slipped the gold ribbon off and opened it, there was a small purple

pendant with a golden X etched into it hanging on a silver chain. It looked like a rune to Harry. 'Ginny was right,' he

thought, 'it is beautiful.' Harry smiled and put it on, but as his fingers left the clasp a familiar tugging sensation filled

his stomach. "Shit," he said before he disappeared in a flash of white light.



A/N: So what do you think, it's a little short, but I wrote it in about three hours. Next chapter will take a little longer,

maybe after the holidays. Please read and review. Thanks again. By the way, my spell check doesn't correct all errors;

please notify me if I make a mistake. ~Jayden