After taking about a 3 and a half year hiatus, I'm back. Hopefully now that I am in college my writing won't suck as much. Just be warned that this fic has HBP spoilers! Let me say it one last time, IF YOU DID NOT READ THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE DO NOT READ! Thanks and have a wonderful day!

All characters and past plot belong to JK Rowling... well unless I decide to make anything up along the way :o)

Harry Potter and the Medallion of Knowledge

Chapter One- R.A.B.

May 14th, 1979

A tall man with shaggy, deep brown hair and chocolate brown eyes crept through the darkness. The smell of salt was thick in the air and the humidity was so great that the man's black, tailored robes clung to his back. Below all that could be heard were the waves crashing upon the ledge in which he stood. Casting a lumos charm, he inspected the surrounding area. Apparently coming to a decision of what his next course of action would be, he tucked his wand safely away in his robes and leapt off the cliff. Below him was twirling sea with a rough tide that went against him as he swam. A cave that wasn't easily seen in the thick air seemed to suddenly loom upon this lone figure. Climbing onto shore, the man cast a drying charm and then re-lit his wand. Heading towards rear of the cave he took out a small dagger with a smooth onyx handle and a small golden crest. He took the knife to his hand and sliced his palm. He then took his bleeding hand and touched it to the cave wall. An opening appeared in which the young man stepped through. On the other side of the cave wall was a large, black lake where an eerie green glow seemed to be emanating from the center.

He bent down close to the water and letting the light of his wand skim off the surface as though looking for something. Then about ten feet away from the shore there was what seemed to be a white orb bobbing slowly just breaking the surface. Pointing his wand at the object he whispered in harsh voice "Accio corpse!" The white object, which now could be identified as a skull, rose from the water along with the rest of a human body. Laying the cadaver on the shore he loomed over it and whispered a long set of incantations. Then finally he spoke clearly "Renovo mortuus!" The newly resurrected Inferi rose slowly from his prone position with his feet barely touching the ground. "Go to the island in the center of the lake and retrieve the Slytherin locket from inside the basin." The being, hovering just about 2 centimeters above the surface of the lake, glided to the island. A short time later the carrion reappeared with the locket intertwined in its bone fingers. For the first time this evening the man's face broke into a smile, making him look younger than his eighteen years. He took the locket and placed it in his right pocket. He then took out of his left pocket a similar looking locket and a small scrap of parchment. "Take these," the teenager said, "and place them at the bottom of the basin. Then you may rest in peace once more." Following the wizard's order, the corpse took the items and floated again out to the island. When the Inferi returned for the second time the wizard pointed its wand at the zombie and said "occumbo." The body went limp and fell ungracefully back into the dark waters. The young man then walked back through the cave and disapparated with a faint 'pop.'

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Harry Potter was sitting up in his bed lightly snoring. In his lap laid an open defense textbook, and scattered around him on his small berth were various other volumes from his last six years at Hogwarts. It was early morning and dawn was just breaking. Waking slowly with a sore neck, Harry got up off his bed and crept to the bathroom for an early shower making sure not to disturb the Dursleys.

Harry had been stuck at number four Privet Drive for almost a month. Since school was let out early it was only the middle of July and Harry still had a week or so until his birthday. Even though he was still in the muggle world, he was by no means cut of from the wizarding community. Hermione, tended to literally 'pop in' from time to time, scaring the Dursley's to no end. She would come by at least three times a week, usually with a basket filled with a Weasley home cooked meal. Hermione was staying with her parents, but would apparate daily over to the Burrow to keep up with Order business. From what Hermione could tell, McGonagall took over as the head of the order, but nothing really exciting has happened since Hogwarts was closed for the summer. The future of Hogwarts was still up in the air, and children all over the United Kingdom were being transferred to other schools around Europe. If the Ministry did not make up their minds soon, there won't be any children left to go to Hogwarts.

Once out of the shower, Harry headed out of the house for a walk. This had been his daily routine ever since he came home off the Hogwarts express. While on these walks around Little Whinging, his mind tended to wander onto various subjects that have currently overrun his mind. Horcruxes was a common topic, especially who R.A.B was and where the locket was now. He also thought a lot about what he was going to do once he was of age. He was excited but also very apprehensive about going to Godric's Hollow to visit his parent's final resting place. One topic, try as he might, could never escape his mind. This of course was his ex-girlfriend Ginny Weasley. She had written him once or twice over the summer asking how he was and how he was holding up. When reading her letters he felt a twinge of regret in his heart for breaking up with her at the end of term. In moments of weakness he was close to sending letters begging for her forgiveness. But of course the Gryffindor pride won out, and instead he wrote a short note saying; thanks for the concern, everything's fine on this end.

Harry circled around the neighborhood and reluctantly found himself on Privet Drive once more. Facing the inevitable, he went into the house to make breakfast.

A/N- okay that's it for now. Next up: Harry turns 17 (and survives! Woo hooooo)

--Oh yea, I don't know Latin for squat so if anyone wants to criticize me on that (or conjugate for me) you are more than welcome. Also any errors that you see, yell at me! Love it, Hate it, just review it! xoxo