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Chapter 1: Untitled

Harry Potter sighed as he looked out of the window of the smallest room in Number 4, Privet Drive. The sight was almost surreal, what with the birds chirping happily, the gentile wind running against the trees, and the children playing along the sidewalk without a care in the world. It seemed at though that the gods have completely forgotten about the reason why Harry was in a depressed stupor: Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, and the closest thing to a parental figure that he had, had died just two weeks previous.

Every time Harry thought about the circumstances which led to his godfather's death, he felt remorse for having been fooled into coming to the Ministry of Magic to save Sirius from torture by the hands of Tom Riddle, or more commonly known as Lord Voldemort. Of course, now, looking back, it was an obvious trap. How could Voldemort have managed to get Sirius, since he was trapped in his own prison, courtesy of the esteemed Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore…. Whenever Harry thought about what that man put him through, he would forget his grief, and was replaced with malice for the man who ruined his life from the day he placed young Harry on the Dursley's doorstep, claiming it was "for the greater good." Harry realized soon after the revelation of the prophesy that his whole life had been one big manipulation by the master of puppets.

'From my first year in Hogwarts, Dumbledore has been molding me into his perfect little weapon that he could control to end the war with Riddle. How is it that the "greatest wizard in the world" managed to let a servant of Voldemort into school not once, but twice,' Harry wondered to himself, but found the answer:

'Isn't it a bit strange that Dumbledore manages to be away from the school in the time when the situation was desperate and needed him, like in my first year? Also, in second year, he manages to find us a useless teacher for DADA, who likes talking looking at himself rather than actually teaching. In fourth year, The fake Moody makes a portkey and takes me to Voldie to give him his body back. How, then, is Dumbledore still headmaster of the school he fails to protect from harm internally? And if that one didn't take the cake, then this does: last year Dumbledore never once talked to me, deciding that it would be dangerous to do so, but insists I learn Occlumency with Snape, who completely detests my existence, with no explanation as to why it is important for me to master it. I swear… if that man continues to control me life, I am going to go insane!'

"If that prophesy is to be believed, then I cannot wait for the old man to deign me worthy of being trained. I have to take the initiative and train myself… and to do that, I need books and a way for me to pr---"

At the moment, a sudden movement in the sky. As the movement got closer, he noticed that three owls were heading straight for him. He recognized his own owl, Hedwig, along with two others he didn't. As they landed, Harry relieved the owl's of their burdens, and the two unknown owls took off with an air of importance around them.

"Hedwig, where did you go off to," Harry asked.

Hedwig just looked at him with her amber eyes that basically said "open the package"

Harry did just that and he noticed on the envelope attached to the package was his friend, Hermione's, small, neat handwriting. Harry read the letter:

Dear Harry,

I'm sorry if I disturbed you. Professor Dumbledore told Ron and me that you wanted to be left alone this summer because of Sirius' death. I wanted to let you know that Sirius would never want you to blame yourself for what happened. If I know you like I think I do, then you are probably blaming yourself. It is not your fault! If it is anybody's fault, blame Voldemort. You need to hang in there, Harry.

I did some research and found out that this book I sent with this letter will help you with your Occlumency training. Harry, I know you never liked Professor Snape, but you should continue the training even without him. While researching Occlumency, I found that if you organize your thoughts into "files" then you will be more organized, and thus, be able to retain more knowledge, along with an increase at the rate you read. Finally, the last benefit is that you can control your temper.

Now with that out of the way, I am going with my family to France this year for vacation, so I will not be able to talk with you until September the first. Remember to have fun, Harry!

A tout À l'heure! Err… see you later,

Hermione

Harry sat there, letter left forgotten, holding the book that was promising to be a great read. The book was entitled "The Mind, and You by Anonymous." He picked the unusual book up and promptly sat down on his bed and looked through the table of contents:

Table of Contents:

I. An Introduction

II. Sorting Your Memories

III. Building Your Defenses

IV. Advanced Techniques

V. Basics of Legilimency

With his interest sparked, he opened the book and read the following introduction:

Dear Reader,

This book was written for witches and wizards to defend their mind against Legilimency, also known as Occlumency. Occlumency is the art of intrusion and influence - the defensive counter to Legilimency . A student of Occlumency is referred to as an Occlumens.

Occlumency is a necessary to defeat a Legilimens' "lie detector" abilities without having to look at the attackers face and without eye contact. Basic Occlumency includes clearing the mind of thought and emotion so that the Legilimens can find no emotional ties to memories that the target wishes to hide.

Know this, reader,

that simple resistance to attack requires similar skills to those needed to fight off the Imperious Curse. In its more advanced form, Occlumency allows the user to suppress only feelings and memories that contradict what the user wishes a Legilimens to believe, thus allowing the Occlumens to lie without self-betrayal.

I Strongly recommend that you study the chapters in order and have patience when beginning the first two sections. It is tough work, but with enough practice, you will become proficient enough in Occlumency that you may be able to block your thoughts from eavesdropping people.

The only reason I have decided to put Legilimency in this book is because, like all magic, when defending against it, you must learn of what you are defending against.

Sincerely,

The Author

Harry looked over at the clock on his desk. It was already 5:00 in the afternoon. 'wow,' Harry thought, 'that took me longer then I thought. I best get to the other letters waiting for me. I cant believe I forgot them.'

He opened the next letter.

Mr. Harry James Potter,

It has come to our attention that one Mr. Sirius Black is now deceased. In accordance with his will, Mr. Black has named you his sole beneficiary. Because of this, Gringotts has required your attendance to take care of all legal matters. If, for whatever reason, you are unable to make an appointment within fourteen days, then the Ministry of Magic will step in and distribute Mr. Black's possessions to whom they see fit.

Yours sincerely,

Goldtooth

Black Family, Account Manager

Harry wiped his eyes with his sleeve, drying the tears that were running down his cheeks, and said "Oh god… I guess its final… he really is gone. I - I - I always thought there would be some way to bring him back.. But now I guess that's impossible, now. I cannot keep grieving like this forever though… He wouldn't want me to. He would want me to train to become powerful enough to get vengeance and kill the evil bastard that destroyed so many innocent people's dreams. But in order to do that, I must have a way do Diagon Alley… after this last letter."

Harry picked up the last letter from the last person Harry wanted to talk to now.

Dear Harry,

It has recently come to my attention that you have received a letter from Gringotts concerning Sirius Black. However, I cannot allow you to do this, as it would put you in too much danger and I do not have the resources available to provide adequate protection. I have decided to put more order members outside your house because of this new development. Don't let Sirius's death be in vain.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Harry was beyond angry. He was pissed off. 'How dare this bastard tell me that I cannot go claim my inheritance. that's fucking it. I've had enough of his fucking manipulations. Tomorrow, Dumbledore won't know what hit him.'