prologue

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Key

"Blah"-speaking

"Blah"-shouting

"Blah"-beast speak

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3rd POV

At eleven fifty-six on the night before Harry Potter's sixteenth birthday he was sitting in Dudley Dursley's second bedroom, waiting the four minutes for midnight and the owls from his friends.

He was thinking about everything that happened the previous year. Detentions with Umbridge and her blood quill, occlumency 'lessons' with Professor Snape, the memories of his father in Snape's pensieve, and how if he had worked harder in occlumency, then he wouldn't have gotten that vision, went to the department of mysteries, or gotten Sirius pushed through the veil.

*tap tap*

He was pulled out of his thoughts by a light tapping on his window. He looked up and saw that the owls were two minutes early. Harry got up and opened the window to let them in. Once they were all given treats, he untied the presents. Just as he was setting the last one down he felt pain worse than being under the cruciatus curse, all focussed on his lower back and the top of his head.

He collapsed from the pain and an agony filled scream wrenched itself from his throat. Just before he drifted into blissful unconsciousness he looked at the clock and saw that it was 12:01, his birthday.

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