Harry was eating dinner with all his friends after all the owls came in with the letters for other students. Sadly, Harry didn't get any. But minutes later after the owls in came a black dog, quite big. let's just say he was a big as a quarter of a rides up to Hogwarts. People always asked Harry why he wasn't his usual self. As bold, confident, happy and serious at the same time. He was now sad, nearly looking depressed, angry and weak at the same time. In this story Sirius black is alive and our old pal Remus too. Voldemort is dead and Fred is alive. He still lives with the Dursley's. On with the story!