Right, so I'm not JK Rowling. I didn't write the Harry Potter Series. I do hope you enjoy this, this first chapter might be a bit choppy, it's just setting the basis, so do continue reading it will get better.

Sirius is dead.

Harry was laying on his lumpy bed in #4 Privet Drive. Usually he had at least the company of his faithful owl Hedwig, but Dumbledore said that it wasn't safe for Harry to be sending letters this summer, that the letters could be intercepted any time.

Harry scoffed at that. He knew that Hedwig was recognizable, she was a white owl for Godrics sake! But that didn't mean they had to take her away from him! He was already under house arrest!

It would be best if you stayed indoors this summer Harry. I have already informed your Aunt and Uncle.

Wonderful. He probably got the letter by owl, then he was threatened by a bunch of "freaks" at Platform 9 and ¾ that was probably the reason behind the shiner he was sporting right now. He wondered when the next time he'd be let out to relieve himself would be.

They didn't know what his uncle would do to him if they threatened him, they didn't really know anything about his home life and Harry wanted to keep it that way, it wasn't anything bad since he started Hogwarts anyways…just a few punches, kicks, stings from his belt one time. It was worse before Hogwarts he reminded himself. And nothing compared to the pain he was in now.

Sirius is dead.

It was his fault. He could have practiced and "cleared his mind" more as Snape put it, he didn't have to go to the Department of Mysteries, but as Hermione would say it was his "people saving thing." Well his "people saving thing" didn't work this time, did it? Harry snorted.

Then it clicked.

The rational voice in the back of his mind spoke to him You were sticking to the trend. You'd been having dreams of that place for months and it even helped you save Mr. Weasley! Bella was the one who cast the curse that sent Sirius through the veil, not you! Sirius was being cocky, you have to admit it, he should have been more serious or Sirius, hehe? It was Voldemort's fault he used your Archeilles heel to get you there. But really it was Dumbledore's fault. He never told you anything! It was all half-truth and lies! He could have saved lives and you dangerous situations if he'd told you the truth!

Harry started writing a list. A list of everything he'd gone through during school. The Philosopher's Stone: Neville, Ron, Hermione, and him had met Fluffy together after the feux-duel and when Ron, Hermione, and him were leaving to intercept "Snape," Neville attempted to stop them. When the trio got to the tasks set for them it seemed that they were meant for what could have been the quartet! Devil's Snare for Neville, Flying Keys for Harry, Large Chess Set for Ron, the Troll for them all, and the Logic Potion for Hermione! It should have been obvious that it was a set up when he got to the last chamber with the Mirror of Erised! Dumbledore himself told him how to get past it! Dumbledore told Harry that love was what saved Harry…sure.

Chamber of Secrets: The portraits around Hogwarts are supposed to report to the Headmaster if they see any suspicious activities around and Harry was sure that a 50 foot Basilisk would be considered as suspicious. Also wasn't Dumbledore around the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened? He could have asked Myrtle, since she was the girl killed. Harry just didn't understand how Dumbledore didn't get any messages see Ginny writing messages on the wall or why he didn't shut the school down after the first student was petrified.

Sirius. Why wasn't Harry told about Sirius before hand or any of his father or mother's friends? Why hasn't he been told about his family history? He'll have to look into that. Also when Moody showed Harry a picture of the original Order, Sirius was in it, so if Sirius was in the Order and Dumbledore was head of the Wizarding court, the Wizegamot, why didn't Dumbledore push for a trial? Even after Sirius escaped and Harry knew the truth and Dumbledore knew that Harry knew the truth, Dumbledore should've pushed for a trial. He needed to know more about his family, but he didn't know how…

The Triwizard Tournament, ah the most relaxing year, wasn't it? Being chased by dragons, having to rescue people from the lake, oh and being a participant in Old Voldie's resurrection! Harry read up on magical contracts after the Tournament and found that he didn't have to participate in the tournament, because the rules state that you were bound if you yourself put your name in the Goblet, which he didn't do. Dumbledore just failed to mention that.

Did you know that Hogwarts has wards that warn the Headmaster that dark artifacts are crossing the wards? Well they do according to older versions of Hogwarts: A History of course that information has been removed. Why mention that? Because when UmBITCH brought those "special" quills of hers into the school our esteemed Headmaster would've been alerted and the Headmaster is also alerted when a student is hurt or being tortured by perhaps said dark artifacts.

There was more, he knew it. But everything running around in his head right now, it just wasn't possible to write it all down. He knew that he was being set up in some way, why wait to tell Harry the prophecy until now? He seemed pretty reluctant to tell Harry as well. Oh because he wanted Harry to have a normal childhood. Sorry, but that didn't happen, the closest he came to having a normal childhood would be when he was at the Burrow or playing Quidditch, but that wasn't even normal, because it seems every match we was attacked.

Harry decided then and there that he wasn't prepared at all for what he had to face. He needed to be able to fight Old Voldie, but he couldn't with the knowledge he had now.

Then like a light bulb he thought of something.

"Dobby!"

With a soft 'pop!' a small human-like creature, with batty ears, and large-orb like eyes stared up at Harry, "Oh Harry Potter has called Dobby! What does the Great Wonderful Harry Potter need!"

Harry felt a blush run over his cheeks, "First off Dobby, it's Harry, just Harry, right, we're friends remember?"

Dobby's large eyes filled with tears, "Friends…Dobby likes being friends with Mr. Harry Po-…Harry, sir." And have Harry a huge smile.

"I do too Dobby, now I need a favor, but you can't tell anyone, can you do that for me?"

Dobby looked hesitant, "Harry, sir. The only way that I can positively keep your secrets is if I were to be your house elf."

"What do you mean?"

"What Dobby is saying is that he'd have to be your elf."

"I thought you liked being free?"

"I do, but if I were to be your elf, Dumbly wouldn't be able to read my mind anymore!"

Harry's face took a grim look when he looked back at Dobby that Dobby almost wanted to look away, "Dumbledore looks into your mind?"

"Yes, he does it to all the house elves, tries to get all of our secrets! That's whys I want to be your house elf, because then no one will be able to access my mind again!" Dobby looked at Harry with pleading eyes.

"Okay! Hermione's going to kill me, but I'll do it! But you can't torture yourself, we're friends, yeah? Also I want to pay you sa week and weekends off?"

Dobby looked at him shrewdly, "5 G a month and one weekend off."

"6 G a month and one and a half weekends off."

They stared at each other measuring each other up, "Fine Harry Potter, sir."

"This looks like a good start to a great relationship, Dobby."

"Most indeed, most indeed."