A man was walking through the town of Hogsmeade. He had been here once before and did not have the time to appreciate his surroundings. He was a man on a mission and was worried that he wouldn't make it in time. His aunts had not given him much time to respond. Right now he was riding a bike (that he conjured) with his two familiars trailing behind.

He did not appear to be a wizard, but do not let appearances deceive you. The tall, burly, blonde male had piercing blue-grey eyes that could possibly belong to one other person. Yet he never knew that person. He had spent many years away from home, but it would all pay off. Sacrifices have been made, but he had begun to question for whose benefit they were made.

'I have to do this. The prophecy…'

After giving his plan some more thought, he turned his bike back into a toy, and disappeared. He did not realize a pair of eyes was trailing him from not too far behind. He never sensed the shadowy figure. Maybe he was preoccupied. Or maybe he knew what was going to happen.

Meanwhile

Harry had just arrived at Hogwarts. The guilt of Cedric's death still lingering over him. Neither one of them knew, not even 'The Great Dumbledore' knew. He had spent most of the summer in silence. Not a single owl came from one of his friends. Harry had begun to wonder whether Dumbledore had strengthened the wards until he began to receive post from a few unlikely individuals.

They were not strange people to say the least, but they were people he never expected to write to him. He recognized them. He was friendly with them, but he did not KNOW them. You truly do not know a person until they are your friend, or so Harry thought.

Harry spent his time with the Weasleys and Hermione. Only just recently he had gotten to know Neville better. Truthfully, Harry was afraid to make friends. His past with the Dursley's was partially to blame, but then again he didn't want to be friends with people who saw him as the BOY-WHO-LIVED. He was also concerned for their well being.

Wormtail. Harry wanted revenge. He didn't know if he wanted to or would be able to kill the traitor Peter Pettigrew. He just had to get Sirius cleared of the charges. Right now Sirius was probably hiding in the Caribbean or in the lush tropical rainforests of the Amazon.

Harry did not know what to do. The fateful night still plagued his dreams and he was beginning to run out of answers.

'Maybe I will take up on their advice after all' thought Harry as he made his way to the Great Hall.

Unbeknownst to the people within the Great Hall, trouble was brewing with a capital T. Professors McGonagall, Snape, and Dumbledore thought it was bad enough with the Marauders, the new troublemaker would make them look like angels. It would be a miracle if it was still standing by the end of the year.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoy my rewrite of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I know some of the changes may seem crazy, but like it made no sense at all. And trust me Umbridge will be put in her place. There will be no Harry-Ginny, or Ron-Hermione! Some under appreciated characters will be brought into the mix!