This is just a short chapter the morning after the Final Battle, where Harry learns to deal with grief hitting him harder than joy and relief. 

Harry is ready to start his second year at Hogwarts. He is as excited as ever, but his Aunt and Uncle decide to put their foot down. Will he ever get to return to the place he calls home? Or will he be stuck with the Dursleys for life?

Okay, I did this one waaaaayyyy back (three years ago) when fanfic was nearly nonexistant (at least in my world) and my attempts were feeble at best. So, it's not the best of stories, and I would probably recomend my other story, Jane Clemmons, if you want a good read (I know, not exactly what you usually hear on a summary).