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Chapter 1: The New Room

The journey back from Kings Cross Station to Little Whinging
had never been so quiet. Harry was aware of his uncle muttering below his breath
but could only make out a few words which included freaks, master of own home,
who do think they are, and several others that were equally uncomplimentary to
the Magical world.

As soon as the car stopped in the driveway of No. 4 Privet
Drive, his aunt and cousin were out the car and into the house. The only time
Harry had seen Dudley move so fast was if food was involved, and it left him
wondering what was going on. As much as Moody and the other�s threats had
amused him at the time, he was still wary of how his uncle would react. Harry
got out of the car and collected his trunk and Hedwig�s cage and made his way
up to his room. As he was about to open the door his uncle stopped him and
pointed to a ladder leading up to the roof space of the house.

�Potter, up there, Dudley needs space to train for his
boxing so we remodelled, we�ve made you a room in the loft. Now, house rules:
you will be let out every morning to wash and pick up your rations for the day
and empty your slops pail. Every third day you will write to the freaks and
will weed the garden and mow the lawn. The remainder of the time you stay in
your room. Now get your stuff up there.�

Harry struggled to get his trunk and Hedwig's cage up the
thin aluminium ladder and as soon as his foot moved off the last rung he felt
the ladder being pushed up behind him and the hatch locking in place. After a
few moments his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting and he looked around his �new
room.� It consisted of an eight-foot by eight-foot platform of rough wooden
boards, and a skylight built into the roof. A camp-bed with a thin nylon
sleeping bag on it were the sum total of the furnishings. A single naked bulb
with no method of switching it on hung from the roof. In one corner sat a
plastic pail.

Harry found a nail sticking out from one of the roof beams
and hung Hedwig�s cage on it. He took out some parchment and a quill and wrote
a quick note to the Order.

Hi Guys,

I have arrived safe
and well and have been given a new room. Will write again in three days.

HP

Harry opened Hedwig�s cage and sent her off with his first
letter and then decided to explore his new surroundings. The detritus of
Dursley life lay abandoned in the loft. He found boxes of old photos of Dudley,
bags of old clothes, most of them torn where Dudley had burst through them.
Hidden against the gable wall of the house, covered with old dust sheets, he
found two trunks. He recognised them as the type used by wizards.

Being the curious person he was, he decided to investigate
them. Other than the space below the skylight there wasn�t enough light to read
by so one at a time he hauled the trunks over. One had the name James Potter
stencilled on it and on the other had Lily Potter, with the name Evans scored
out.

A mixture of emotions overcame him, joy at finding something
belonging to his parents, anger that his relatives had withheld them from him,
and apprehension about what they might contain. As Harry was about to open the
trunks to explore them, he heard the hatch being unlocked and the loft ladder
being pulled down into position. He hurriedly moved the trunks out of sight and
sat on his bed. His uncle�s head appeared through the hatch.

�Today�s rations, boy� he said and handed a box to Harry.
�The light will be on for the next half hour and at this time every day for
half an hour� and at that the bulb glowed.

One of Harry�s suspicions was confirmed, they were even
going to control how much light he had. Just as well there was no homework this
summer, but he had planned to re-read all his textbooks, especially those on
Charms, Transfiguration and D.A.D.A. to see if he could find anything that
would help him in his next battle. Tentatively, he opened the box Vernon had
delivered and found two slices of the cheapest, thinnest bread he had ever
seen, some thinly cut cheese, cut so thin as to be almost transparent, a tin of
soup and a half litre bottle of water. There was no tin-opener or any method of
heating the soup and no spoon to eat it with. Resignedly he ate the bread and
cheese, poured some of the water into Hedwig�s dish and took a sip himself, the
water was tepid, he spat it back out in disgust.

Harry lay down on his bed and contemplated what he was going
to do. As he decided to inspect his parent�s trunks the light was switched off and
the fading daylight was too dim for him to do anything by. He looked at the
skylight and realised it faced east.

�Great� he
thought, �the sun�s going to shine in
here from about 04:30 every morning, I guess that�s when I�m going to read,
well if I�m getting up early I may as well try and sleep now� and with that
he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. His dreams were strangely calm, he
felt as if someone or ones were watching over him, keeping him safe through the
night.

Just as Harry had expected the sun came streaming through
the skylight early in the morning. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sat up
and reached over to his bottle of water, he rinsed his mouth and started
planning his day. His first priority was to inspect the two trunks he had found
the previous evening. He pulled his father�s trunk over and opened it, inside
the lid was a label reading Gower�s Fine
Wizarding Luggage, 3 Compartment Model. On top of a lift-out tray were two
envelopes one had his name on it and the other was titled �The Last Will and
Testament of James Potter� Harry opened the letter with his name on it and
began to read.

Dear Harry,

This is a letter I hope you never read because if you do
it means that I am dead and never got to see you grow up into the fine young
man I hoped you would become.

If you are reading this letter you should be eleven years
old and hopefully reading it with your mother, or failing that with Sirius
Black your Godfather, or Alice Longbottom your Godmother. They will help
explain the contents of this letter and of the Will accompanying it. If your
mother isn�t there please look in her trunk before you read my Will as there
will be a letter from her in it.

I am writing this letter during a time of war, I work for
the Ministry of Magic as an Investigative Auror in the Magical Law Enforcement
Squad. I am also a member of an underground group known as The Order of the
Phoenix. The Order helps collate information on the group known as Death
Eaters, followers of the current self-styled �Dark Lord� who calls himself
Voldemort. The Order can collect information from sources that the Ministry
won�t accept.� This is the only reason I
work with them, all they do is watch and do nothing.

For some unknown reason you have been designated a target
by Voldemort, the Leader of the Death Eaters, who is trying to take over the
Wizarding World. The Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, who is the
Leader of the Order won�t tell us why, but he has ordered us to go into hiding
with you. Currently we are staying in one of our family�s many properties. We
are hiding under a Fidelius Charm cast by Dumbledore with my friend Peter
Pettigrew as the Secret-Keeper. I am still working at the moment, but
Dumbledore is putting pressure on me to resign my post and stay hidden with you
and Lily. But I am a Potter and a
Gryffindor, and hiding isn�t in my nature.

I am writing this letter to explain your inheritance to
you. You should have received your Hogwarts letter by now and be ready to take
a trip to buy what you need for your first year at school. When you arrive at
Gringotts, you should be given a key to a vault. The money that this vault
contains is a Trust Fund which was set up by your Grandfather Potter on the day
you were born. This money is to pay for your education and school supplies. If
you have any brothers or sisters they will have similar Trust Funds, it�s a
Potter tradition. The money should last you through school and any subsequent
training you decide on and help set up your first home afterwards.

Spend it wisely, take advice from the Goblins, ask for
Chief Teller Holdfast, he is the Potter Family Account Manager he will help
you.

You will inherit the Potter Family Estate when you come
of age at seventeen. The principal, that is the base of the family money, and
the properties owned by the family are held in trust and can only be used for
investment. At seventeen you will join the Board and at twenty-one you will
become the Head of the Board, this will take up most of your time as the
holdings you will oversee are extensive.

Look to those on the Board for advice, they have
experience in investments in both the Muggle and Wizarding Worlds.

I hope you have lived in peaceful times. Please
understand this, I willingly fight to ensure that your generation doesn�t have
to. If I have to die to achieve this I will, but even more I hope I live to be
there for you.

Well I�d like to write more but your mother is asking me
to bathe you and put you to bed. No doubt we will both be in trouble with her
again. She says I wind you up too much, but in this dark time I treasure every
moment of fun I can have with you.

Your loving father

James Potter

30^th Oct 1981

P.S. if you have the misfortune to meet anyone called
Snape, prank them mercilessly, it is your duty as a Potter.

Wiping tears from his eyes Harry put the letter from his
father down and opened his mother�s trunk. This trunk was similar to his own,
in that it only had one compartment. On top of the contents was a letter
addressed to him, he noticed that the writing was neater, he opened it and
began to read.

Dear Harry,

If you are
reading this letter my worst fears have come to pass and I have not survived
the war. My only hope is that your father is there to read it with you, or
failing that your Godfather Sirius or Godmother Alice who have promised to take
care of you if anything happens to your father and I.

You should
be eleven years old when you get this letter and preparing to go to Hogwarts.
No doubt Sirius, Remus, Peter and your father have filled your head with pranks
and tricks, but remember you are going there to learn. Have fun but make sure
you keep it in the right place.

In this
trunk you will find my journal. I started it the day I discovered I was
pregnant with you. My greatest wish is that it will be a record of your life up
to your wedding day and I can present it to you and your wife. Please read it,
it will explain how things were in this dark time of war.

I�ve got to
stop now, your father is supposed to be putting you to bed but from the laughter
I can hear he�s failing miserably as usual. The only time he smiles now is when
he�s having fun with you, even the rest of the Marauders can�t raise his
spirits.

Your Loving
Mother,

Lily Potter

30^th
Oct. 1981

P.S.� a witch with
the initials HJG will be very important to you. I�m not sure why but you need
to find her and befriend her.

Before he could
stop them the tears started to flow. Here at last were links back to his
parents, he wept silent tears. Years of conditioning at the hands of the Dursleys
had taught him to do this. If Dudley heard him crying, he would tease him
mercilessly, or if his aunt or uncle heard him it only earned him a slap, kick
or punch. Drying his tears he picked up the envelope containing his father�s
Will. He opened the seal and began to read:

This is the
last Will and Testament of James Potter. I James Potter being of sound mind do
hereby make the following bequests.

If my wife
Lily Potter should survive me, I bequeath fifty percent of the money in my
personal vault to her, and grant her permission to live in whichever Potter
Residence she so desires for the remainder of her life.

To my Son
Harry James Potter I bequeath the remainder of my money and all other goods in
my personal vault. The Potter Family vault and all the holdings of the Potter
Family are bequeathed to Harry James Potter, for him to hold in trust for
future generations. I ask one other thing of Harry, wherever you choose to live
from the Potter Residences, please have a room available for any of the Marauders
who still live, and always be welcoming to strangers.

It is the
wish of Lily and myself that if Harry is orphaned by this war that Sirius Black
is to have custody of him. or failing that Alice Longbottom. If neither can
fulfil this task then we ask that Harry is placed with a Wizarding Family. A
stipend of 5,000 Galleons, this amount to be raised by 500 Galleons a year or
by the rate of inflation, whichever is the highest, should be paid to whoever
raises Harry to ensure they are not financially burdened. Petunia and Vernon
Dursley are to have no part in the upbringing of Harry as they despise all
things magical.

Harry James
Potter is to be made aware of this Will on his eleventh birthday. He is to be
made aware of all decisions made by the Board of Trustees when he reaches
fourteen. He will take his rightful place on the Board of Trustees when he comes of age at seventeen.

Signed

James Potter
31^st July 1981

Witnesses:�� Albus Dumbledore

�� Frank
Longbottom

Copies of this will are to be held at Gringotts Bank
Family Trust Division and by Albus Dumbledore.

Harry was
furious, Dumbledore had gone against his parent�s wishes. He realised that with
Sirius being in Azkaban he couldn�t have stayed with him, and due to Alice and
Frank�s torture at the hands of Bellatrix he couldn�t have stayed with them.
But he should have been placed with Wizards and not with his Aunt and Uncle.
Harry wondered how much more Dumbledore had interfered with his life.

Harry decided
to search through his parent�s trunks while he waited for Vernon to free him
for the day. In the first compartment of his father�s trunk he found both
Muggle and Wizard clothes. Some of them looked a bit outdated, but also looked
as if they would fit him better than Dudley�s cast-offs. Harry was now about
six foot tall, taller than Vernon and Dudley but he had a lean frame. His ban
from Quidditch had led him to find other forms of exercise and he had kept
himself honed and toned, something that few wizards bothered with.

In the next
compartment was a treasure trove of books. All his father�s textbooks from
Hogwarts, his Auror Training Manuals and his notes from lectures. The title of
one of the Auror books caught his eye: Tracking Charms; How to Detect, Cast and
Remove Them. He quickly glanced through the index and found a chapter entitled
Wand Tracking and the Underage Wizard.

Harry flicked
through the pages until he reached the appropriate chapter. After reading it he
decided that he would try to remove the Tracking Charm from his wand. This
would allow him to practise spells throughout the summer. His reading had
informed him that all wands sold to underage Wizards had a Tracking Charm
placed on them by Ollivander. Any student turning up at Hogwarts with a
second-hand wand had the charm discretely applied to their wand.

The Charm was
date linked and automatically finished on it�s owners seventeenth birthday.
Harry�s eyes were drawn to the tray he had lifted off the top of the trunk.
There was his father�s wand, he lifted it out and practiced the movements he
was required to do and then quickly cast the spell on his wand, �Tracus Finite�. He watched as his wand
flashed gold then red as described in the book. Very quickly he changed wands
and cast a �Lumos� spell lighting his wand-tip. He stopped the spell and sat
back to wait. After thirty minutes when no Ministry owls had arrived he knew
his wand was untraceable.

In the chapter
of the book he had read there had been a cross-reference to Personal Tracking
Charms. With his curiosity aroused he read the chapter. The book explained that
the tracking charms were normally used to track wizards or witches who were
being investigated by the M.L.E.S. (Ministry Law Enforcement Squad). They had
to be approved by one of the senior members of the Wizengamot to ensure that
Wizarding Law was not being breached. There were instructions on how to cast,
remove and detect the charms. All Aurors were expected to check themselves
daily before going on shift to ensure they weren�t being tracked by criminals.

Out of curiosity
Harry cast a Charm Detection Spell on himself and found two. One of them was a
Ministry spell, but the other one had been applied by Dumbledore. The Detection
Spell had caused the name of each Charm and the caster�s name to be shown. The
Ministry spell had been placed on him by Umbridge, probably during one of his
many detentions the previous year. Dumbledore�s had been there most of his
life.

In his search
the previous day Harry had found an old dressmakers dummy. It was roughly his
size, with some further reading in his father�s book, he was able to transfer
the Tracking Charms from himself onto the dummy. He decided that it was time
for him to have some freedom for a change.

Below him he
heard the Dursley household coming to life, so he hid the trunks from view and
sat on his bed contemplating what he would do first. His uncle put his head
through the hatch and spoke.

�Potter, you
have fifteen minutes to get washed and down to the kitchen and collect today�s
rations. If you're late you don�t eat, give me your box so we can fill it for
you.�

Harry handed
over the box and made his way to the bathroom, quickly using the facilities and
having a shower. He had decided that he would only use his pail in dire
circumstances. He made it to the kitchen with two minutes to spare, the box was
thrust into his hand and he was told to go back to his room.

When Harry got
back to his room he opened the box to see what his rations for the day would be
and there they were. Six slices of bread, already going hard round the edges,
more of the same cheese as the previous evening, half a litre of water and the
tin of soup, again no method of heating or eating it was available. Harry knew
he had to get out of 4 Privet Drive quickly or he would end up starving to
death.

Just then a
barn owl he didn�t recognise flew in through the open skylight and landed near
him. The owl stuck out it�s leg to allow him to remove the letter it was
carrying. He opened it and read.

Dear Harry,

Thank you for your note. I am glad you arrived safely.
Unfortunately I can�t allow you to use Hedwig for your correspondence as she is
too recognisable, Hagrid has promised to care for her until you return to
school. Please send your next letter with this owl and we will reply using
random owls from Hogwarts. I have to ask you not to write to anyone except the
Order to ensure your safety, also due to increased Death Eater activity, you
will have to remain at Privet Drive until it is time to return to school. I
will arrange for your school supplies to be picked up by someone and delivered
to you at Platform 9� on September 1^st. Please address all further
correspondence to The Manager, Phoenix Light Company, London.

Harry felt the rage grow within him, the old git was doing
it again. Isolating him from his friends and keeping him prisoner in the same
way he had kept Sirius prisoner at Grimmauld Place.

As he felt the rage grow he heard a voice in his brain, �don�t
get mad, get even, Dumbledore isn�t here, save your anger for when you can
confront him, you need a plan of action use that brain for once�
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Independence Day

Chapter 1: The New Room

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