Bethany: Harry gazed up sadly, it was a hot sticky night at the Dersleys. He was lying in the backyard, watching the stars letting the warm night air consume him. It had been a hard six years at Hogwarts, and it might not open again. Life without Hogwarts was it even worth living? And even if it did open, with no Dumbledoor it wouldn't be the same. He thought back to his promise with Ron and Hermionie. Could he really do it? All of a sudden there came a great crash and a sream from inside the house. Harry turned and pelted to the kitchen. Inside he sa w a familer black dog, backing into a corner. With Uncle Vernon aproching slowly with a fying pan.