Disclaimer: I do not own "Harry Potter". It is hereby © to J.K. Rowling. I wrote this story when I was 12 years old in the year 2003. So, "Half-Blood Prince" wasn't out yet either. It didn't exist at this point. Again, errors in spelling and grammar have been intentionally left in to preserve my skills as a young writer. This story is complete. This is a repost.

"Harry Potter and the Angel of Darkness" –Year 6

By, Me

© By Akira May 9, 2003

Harry Potter lay in his room. The day was July 31st. His birthday. He was now sixteen. Harry Potter is a wizard. A very powerful one, too. For his own protection, he is to stay with his evil aunt and uncle and he has to deal with the torment of his extremely fat cousin, Dudley. It was two in the morning and Harry lay awake thinking of nothing of much importance.

"I'm sixteen today. I've been sixteen for two hours." Harry said aloud to himself.

He groaned and rolled over on his side. His birthday would pass by and Dursleys wouldn't even care. He only received presents from his friends in his world and of course from, Sirius Black, his godfather and Hagrid, the Care of Magical Creatures professor and gamekeeper at his wizarding school, Hogwarts.

"I wonder what Cho is up to…" He wondered.

Harry and Cho had been going out the previous year. And that previous summer, she sent him a magic journal. And just a few months before the summer, he and Cho had performed the Order of the Phoenix. Cho had died, but was revived by phoenix tears and Harry's own tears. And without even realizing it, Harry got up and went over to his desk and opened the journal and opened it.

"Cho!" He hissed loudly into it.

He heard a muffled moan and a thud as he heard Cho distinctly say "Ow!" And she replied with, "What?"

"You ok? I heard a thud…" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine…I had the journal open on my desk and I fell out of bed. It's two in the morning, what's up?" Cho replied, sound much more awake.

"Well, sorry to wake you up this early in the morning, but I can't get to sleep…do you think he's still alive?" Harry said.

"It's alright…what exactly are you talking about? Who? Who do you think is still alive? I'm confused."

"Voldemort."

"Oh. Well, I really don't know. I doubt it."

"I think he's still alive…I just have an odd feeling…that he's still out there…"

"Don't worry yourself about it. You're probably just paranoid, after what happened…you know, the Order of the Phoenix…"

"Yeah…you're probably right…"

"I'll be inviting you over sometime next week."

"Well, you go and get some sleep, ok?"

"Yeah…you too…"

"'Bye."

"'Bye."

His journal remained open as words appeared in Cho's handwriting.

'I'll see you soon!' They read. The journal shut itself and Harry crawled back into bed. He finally felt drowsy and closed his eyes as he slept through the remaining hours until morning.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

"Huh?" Harry wondered, opening his eyes to dawn's light.

He looked around the room blindly searching for his glasses. He put them on and quickly scanned the room, his eyes finally resting upon the window where at least six owls hovered impatiently.

Harry got up, opened the window, walked over to his bureau, and pulled out some clothes to wear. The owls landed on his bed and dropped their letters. He was nearly blinded by an envelope that was from Fred and George that flashed multiple color patterns each second. Harry opened the envelope and pulled out the letter, reading the flashy blue ink handwriting.

Hey Harry!

Happy Birthday! We're inviting you to attend your own party that will be held at Cho's house, TODAY!!! Someone will come and pick you up, very soon! But first, open all the rest of your letters, eat something and just innocently wait in your bedroom until you hear the doorbell ring three times. Even if the Dursleys won't let you go, all of us will make sure you do. See you at your party!!!

Fred, George, Ron, Bill, Charlie, Arthur, Ginny, Percy, and Molly Weasley, Cho, Akira, Tai, Li, and Jane Chang, Hagrid, Snuffles, and Hermione Granger.

Harry did as the letter had said and proceeded to open the rest of his letters, each one attached to a parcel. He opened Ron's next. It turned out to be a moving poster of the Ireland Quidditch Team playing against Bulgaria. Scribbled on the back was a short note.

Took me nearly almost two years to get it right…ever since I saw it at the World Cup two years ago, I've been working on it. Now it's finally done. Hope you like it!

-Ron-

Harry grinned and reached for the parcel from Hermione. It was a book. On the inner side of the cover was a short note from Hermione.

Harry,

Happy birthday! Yeah I know it's a book. It isn't any book, though! It's "Quidditch Through the Ages Volume 2!" It even includes Hogwarts house teams. You're in it!!! It also includes Durmstrang's teams and Beauxbatons's teams. Have fun!

-Hermione

He flipped to the table of contents and scanned the page. His eyes rested on 'Hogwarts Teams' he quickly flipped to the corresponding page that was listed and saw the Hufflepuff team. He turned a few pages until he saw a picture of the entire team, taken a year or two ago. Harry spotted the image of himself that waved at him. He shut the book in surprise and reached for Cho's present, only, it wasn't there. It was just a letter. He hurriedly opened it and read it.

Harry,

I know you're wondering where your present is, I have it. It's a surprise. It's at my house, when you come to the party…I think you'll like it…I'm sure you've gotten the invitation by now…the rest of your presents are just cakes. One from Snuffles and one from Hagrid. See you soon!

Cho

Harry quickly pulled on the clothes that he had laid out for himself minutes earlier. The owls had gone and Hedwig remained in her cage, somewhat ruffled. Harry opened his bedroom door and ran downstairs to the kitchen.

"Hello." He said dully to Uncle Vernon who was reading the paper.

"Hello…Sixteen, are you? Well, happy birthday to you boy." Vernon said gruffly.

Harry stood there in shock. He couldn't believe his ears. His usually hateful Uncle just wished him 'happy birthday'.

"Um…thank you, sir." Harry said, unsticking his throat.

He sat down at the table as his aunt placed a plate of eggs and pancakes in front of him.

"It's for your birthday."

"Hey Potter, that Cho girl, you know her?" Dudley asked.

Dudley had been talking about Cho ever since he had seen her say goodbye to Harry at King's Cross.

"Yeah." Harry replied.

"Do you think she'd like someone, like me?" Dudley asked, puffing out his chest.

"I don't know…but she's from my world. She's a witch." Harry answered, laughing at the mortified expression on Dudley's face.

He started on his breakfast and found that he couldn't finish it.

"Here, Dudley, you finish it." Harry said, shoving his plate to his right.

"Thanks!" Dudley exclaimed, swallowing the rest in one bite.

Harry walked upstairs to his bedroom and waited. Then he heard it. The doorbell ringing three times. He bolted down the stairs and answered the door. He came face to face with Cho and her family.

"Harry!" Cho exclaimed, practically jumping into his arms. "I have missed you so much!!!"

"Hi Cho. I've missed you too…" Harry replied, hugging Cho.

They broke their embrace.

"Heh…I knew it…Choey had a boyfriend." Said a boy of about eighteen.

"Tai!" Cho snapped.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

"Oh, sorry, I'm Tai Chang. Cho's older brother. Probably never mentioned me to him, did ya, Choey?" Tai asked playfully.

"No…but you were gone, last year!" Cho said.

"It doesn't matter…" Tai replied.

"Nice to meet you, Tai." Harry said.

"You too…and who exactly is that muggle drooling at the sight of Cho?" Tai asked uncertainly.

"Dudley!" Harry yelled. "What're you doing?!"

"Hi Cho…Will you go out with me?" Dudley asked.

"Uh…No! I'm taken!" Cho said, backing away from Dudley and towards Harry.

"What do you need Potter for? He's no one important…" Dudley commented.

"Well neither are you." Cho spat.

"Humph! Well, Potter's no prize, but you are." Dudley persisted.

"And you believe you are? You're no prize yourself."

"Potter here knows nothing and he's just a nobody who just wants to be somebody big. He's a player, Cho!"

"That's it! I've had it with your insults!"

Cho pulled out her wand from her back pocket and pointed it at Dudley. She was uttering an incantation. Harry took her wand from her grasp, put it in his pocket, and restrained Cho from leaping onto Dudley and tearing him to pieces.

"Let's just go." Akira said suggestively.

By now, Petunia and Vernon were at the door, saw Cho's family and Harry running up the street dozens of brooms, and were mounting them. They were kicking off when Vernon reached for Cho's broomtail and pulled her down.

"You aren't going anywhere!" Vernon growled.

"Cho, quick, on my broom!" Harry yelled.

She jumped onto Harry's broom, which was already four feet above her and she grabbed onto the handle.

"Go!" She urged.

Harry put on a burst of speed and Cho swung herself onto the broom and held on as both of them sped towards the rest of Cho family. They passed Ron's house and All nine Weasleys rushed towards them on their brooms. Ron was sharing his broom with Hermione. Together the group of sixteen flew to Cho's beautiful home.

Waiting for them at the door was a shaggy black dog and Hagrid. Everyone dismounted their brooms and placed them someplace on the yard.