"Dumbledore my answer is no. I will not go back there." Harry said firmly

"Harry you have been depressed and cooped up in this place for too long. Don't disagree harry those marks on our arms say otherwise." Said the headmaster of Hogwarts. They were both in Harry's room back in Privet Drive. It was a week after Hogwarts let out for the summer holidays.

The headmaster had been trying to move harry from privet drive back to grimmauld place. He had seen the marks on Harrys arm about a week or so until the young boys fifth year was done. He hadn't jumped on him at first, the young man had just lost his godfather he has a reason. But it turns out harry has being doing more cut on his body.

"Yeah but they wouldn't have been there if you had let my Goddamn Godfather out of his hellhole every once in a while!" yelled harry in pure rage.

The headmaster winced. It was true it was his fault that Sirius was dead. He had him cooped up in grimmauld place with no signs that he could be with harry. Dumbledore had truly regretted his decisions. It had let this poor youth into more pain and misery than ever before. He had only sought to make it up to the poor lad.

"Harry would Sirius want you to be doing this to yourself. Being depressed and inflicting self-harm. Harry Sirius would be furious if he had found out."

"SHUT UP! DON'T YOU GO TALKING ABOUT MY GODFATHER HES DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU! AND NOW YOU WANT ME TO GO BACK TO THE PLACE WHERE HE WAS SUFFERING MOR THAN ME. SCREW OU OLD MAN!" harry yelled. Each word filled with hate and rage. He turned to face his desk.

The headmaster knew he would have to use his plan B incase Mr. Potter didn't want to go willingly. He had just hoped that harry would forgive him for doing this. He pulled out his wand and got up from his seat on Harrys bed..

"Harry there will be people looking over you at grimmauld to make sure you do not continue doing harm to yourself. The weaslys are already there. As well as miss Tonks." Dumbledore had given this information to harry so that the next time the young lad woke he would have been informed ahead of time.

"Why would they know I do that? I made sure nobody knew I did that." Harry said his voice full of worry and anger.

"Well I took the liberty of telling them before I came here." It was at these words that Dumbledore had readied his wand at the depressed teenager.

Harry turned, utterly shocked at Dumbledore's words. His mind was racing. He would get a lot of sympathy that he didn't deserve. Then would come the yelling about how stupid his actions were. Then would come the shock of realizing that this boy had possibly tried to kill himself. Then tears would come and then harry would feel responsible for this and that's when he knew his depression would get worst.

As the teenager just stood there in the shock of his secret coming out. He didn't realize that the headmaster had his wand pointing at him.

"I am terribly sorry for doing this harry. Please forgive me." Dumbledore said with a look of guilt on his face.

Harry then realized what would happen. He would be dragged to grimmauld… but not of his own accord.

"Hold on wait a min-"harry had no time to finish his sentence for he had already been stunned by his headmaster in a jet of red light.

"This had better be a better year for young Harry." Sighed Dumbledore looking at his pupil as he collapsed on the floor.

In a matter of minute he had Harry's belongings ready and apperated to grimmauld. Only leaving a note for Harry's aunt and uncle.

AN: Well what do you think? After Hours and Hours of not having an idea for a story this one appears when I'm on the 360 playing Arkham Asylum. I know getting an idea while playing a game. It's totally embarrassing. But now I have this story in my head I will never cease to stop until I finish this story. Anyway PLEASE REVIEW so I could get help on this story. And I am free to Suggestions. Before I sign off and get on writing the second chapter I need a really Emo way of getting so I have a few suggestions on a poll so please vote.

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