Harry Potter hid as he got on the train. He had to sort this out before he got to Hogwarts. He'd woken up to memories of defeating Voldemort and his seven years at school. Now he was so confused. The choices he made then ... what if he chose differently this time? What if he didn't let Dumbledore manipulate him. Making a choice Harry pulled a vile from his potions kit and sealed the memories inside he then wrote, in much better quillmenship then his other self since he'd actually practiced, a letter to Severus Snape almost begging him to watch the memories but not signing it. At this point he knew that would make it so Snape didn't read it or watch the memories. He sent off Hedwig and waited. This time around he wasn't going to be the stupid Gryffindor everyone looked up to. No this time around he was going to have some fun. But first thing was first he had to get his hands on the rat.

Just as he was coming up with a plan Ronald Weasley came in.

"Do you mind?" He asked, "Every where else if full..."

"I highly doubt that." Harry replied, tonelessly and kept his expression blank. " After all the train has only been moving for what two minuets how would you have had time to search the whole thing? You may leave now I no longer require you to be here."

Ron looked murderous but stormed away not even noticing that Harry now held his rat and was petting it.

Harry had grown his hair out once he'd woken with the memories. He didn't want to hear everyone saying how much like his father he was. It was down to his waist and pulled back into a pony that lay flat against his back but swayed when he walked. He liked the effect. His bangs hid his scar. When in the Alley while Hagrid had slipped off Harry had taken control of his vaults, gotten his eyes fixed and bought all new clothes before the oaf had even come back to check on him. Then the drunken idiot hadn't even noticed. Harry smirked at that.

He'd found when he woke up with his memories that he had full control and access to all of his magic a fully formed core that didn't like the wand Dumbledore had chosen. He now carried a wand of Oak, Basilisk tooth, 14 1/2 inches good for dueling according to Olivander who had looked as if his life had depended on giving him the Phoenix wand. Knowing Dumbledore it probably did but Harry couldn't really bring himself to care. He was dressed in his uniform already. He'd made sure it was formfitting.

He had also noticed that things were a lot easier to remember and things he thought he hand't learned during his seven years he could suddenly do with ease. Like remove the trace and do non verbal spells. Hagrid had been so out of it when they went to the book store that Harry had gotten more then required and then had sent owl order to get even more. Currently , he was engrossed in a book about wizard law.

Draco Malfoy and his goons made their appearance shortly after Harry had hidden the rat and sat to read the book. He'd ignored them until Draco had stubbornly sat down and kept trying. When Neville, Hermione, and Ron came back Harry finally spoke. Sounding a lot like Snape insulting them in a way that didn't make it sound like he was insulting them. Draco had been impressed but Harry ignored all attempts at conversation from the blond.

Harry entered the Great Hall a lot more confidant then last time. He could feel Snape's shock and watched it register then vanish from his face before anyone noticed. He watched as everything went as it had before. He sneered to himself as his name was called, he was about to throw them all for a loop. He sat on the stool and the hat was moved toward his head it didn't even move an inch before it screamed,

"SLYTHERIN!"

Harry stood and walked toward the table feeling all eyes on him.

'Morons.' he thought to himself as he sat. He looked down the table innocent/ shy boy. It had the girls giggling as he gave them almost scared eyes. They were soon in groups saying how adorable he was. He scoffed to himself. 'This is going to be so easy. But sorry, girls, my target is someone else. ' His eyes drifted to the Head Table to see the shocked Dumbledore and emotionless Snape looking at him. He gave them the same eyes then looked down at the table to hide his smirk. 'This is going to be way too much fun.'

He ate while continuing to ignore Draco. He made sure he ate only enough so that he didn't upset his stomach. In one memory he could clearly over hear Draco having to listen to Pansy complain about Slytherin Check ups so if he was right the abuse he'd suffered from the Dursley's for the last ten years was about to come to light. He'd sent the rat, in a magic cage, to Madam Bones when Hedwig returned to him. He'd of course written a letter explaining why she was getting a rat.

When the Feast was over Harry followed the Slytherin's to the dungeons and sure enough they were lead up to the Hospital Wing. Harry made a show of going last and not wanting the check up and even forced himself to cry as his abuse came to light. In his mind he was reciting the 12 uses of dragon's blood. He thought he saw Snape smirk at the show but the man just gave him the Potions he needed and said to do as he was told before making a show of leaving the room to inform the Headmaster.