A/N: Gnereal first chapter, but will get better.

Thunder clapped overhead. There had been torrential downpour on and off for the past two weeks even though it was mid July. There were floods in some parts of the country and the government was getting quite anxious as to the sudden climate change; however there was one teenage boy lying lethargically on his bed in Privet Drive hadn't noticed. The thunder and heavy raindrops splattering on his window were nothing more than meaningless, irrational noise, after the loss of his godfather Sirius Black.

Harry Potter was an orphan his parents were killed by the most evil wizard Lord Voldemort for a century when he was only a year old leaving him with a lightening shaped scar on his forehead when the curse which had killed thousands of fully grown witches and wizards had backfired on its originator. This scar was what he was famous for in the wizarding world. This scar had placed upon him a life of worry and unhappiness, for he was a marked man, although he hadn't known what it meant until the end of his fifth year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry when professor Dumbledore had come clean with him, eventually telling him that he was destined to kill or be killed by lord Voldemort, who had been reborn one year go, although the ministry had only decided to believe Harry and Dumbledore after the events of this year. Until two months ago, the Daily Prophet had been publishing articles portraying Harry as a stupid attention seeking teenager who wanted to stay in the limelight. The ministry had finally decided to accept hat lord Voldemort was back after he was seen in he ministry by Cornelius fudge when he lured Harry with a fake vision of his godfather being tortured in the department of mysteries to retrieve the prophecy that stated Harry's and Voldemort' s ultimate destiny. This prophecy was the cause of his parents' death and now Sirius'.

Harry was going through the process of reliving Sirius' death for what felt like the thousandth time this summer. His heart ached at the thought; if only he wasn't so stupid, Sirius wouldn't have got killed, Sirius would have still been alive… it was all his fault. Harry's eyes welled up with tears, he couldn't take it anymore, everything happened to him. Why did it have to be like this, why couldn't he be just this random person who had parents and Sirius and a happy life. Why? Why?

Harry dimly heard the Dursley's getting ready for lunch. He could hear the plates clattering but he didn't care anymore. Quite frankly he had lost the will to live. He hardly ate these days and when he did it was very little every 3-4 days, and now he was actually starving, though he preferred to eat on his own. He decided that he would get up and go for a walk in the park, to gather his thoughts and get out of this hell hole. He looked into the mirror and noticed the change in his physique. There were dark rings around his eyes from lack of sleep. He often had nightmares about Sirius' death, often reliving the moment when he fell through the veil, waking in a cold sweat. He had lost a lot of weight and was very thin. Harry made his way down the stairs, only to find himself face to face with one of his least favourite people in the world, his uncle Vernon.
'Well,' he snarled, 'where are we off to now?'
'I'm going for a walk,' replied Harry disdainfully, as he pushed past and made his way towards the front door.
'Marge is coming to stay tomorrow so make sure you are back soon to fix yourself before she arrives,' barked uncle Vernon at Harry's retreating back. Marge was Vernon's sister. Her loathing of Harry stretched to the point where she made sure Harry was always within her reach so that she could fire insults at him and his dead parents.
Harry spun round, 'Marge?' he replied blankly, feeling his heart sink, he only remembered too well the last time she had visited 'why? How long is she staying?'
'Why is not your concern boy, she is staying for at least two weeks'
Harry groaned inwardly and turned to exit. His life had just got if possible worse, much worse…

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