Well chapter two is here, I'm going to try and keep my writing a little bit more casual, and as a reviewer asked, I will use "" to make clear that someone is speaking, hope you keep on reading and would find this enjoyable, also i wanted to state that i'm going to drop Ron and perhaps bash him, as I don't really like his character, I had a best friend, and he was always there when I needed it more so well if someone doesn't like that, sorry i hope you would still like the history

Derranged and Dangerous

By: Rita Skeeter

Last June Mr. Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, after coming out of the last trial of the tri wizard tournament affirmed having seen You-Know-Who being resurrected by his close followers, also affirming that Bartemius Crouch Jr. was out of Azkaban, both affirmations thoroughly wrong, as Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge stated, while it's tragic that Mr. Diggory got killed in the tournament it wasn't that uncommon, "people died in this tournament", also the certificate of decease from Bartemius Crouch Jr. was disclosed, to offer some light on these lies.

On this reporter own opinion, Harry Potter is clearly Dangerous, as he would do as much as he can to grab some attention, "Potter is an attention seeking brat, as he always have professor Dumbledore's support, he wants to have all the media at his tail too" Draco Malfoy, a Hogwarts classmate said, and I would ask again isn't it just too casual for Albus Dumbledore to Defend one of his students? Perhaps it is a part of a bigger scheme by the headmaster.

Harry was angry, as he read the Daily prophet he could only groan in frustration, Dumbledore and he were made fun off, called liars, among some other things, and although angry at this he was angrier at professor Dumbledore, who only shrugged off everything they said about him.

"Anything wrong Harry?" Tom the bar keeper of the leaky cauldron a balding and strong man, some of his missing tooth showing as he spoke, "nothing Tom, it's just that the Daily prophet is having a field day with professor Dumbledore and me", "oh! That's it Mr. Potter, well it's ok just let them talk, you know they're prone to change target as people start to forget the occurrence" "Yes Tom I know but do they really need all that propaganda?", "well Mr. Potter, when people are the most scared the make the loudest sounds", as he finished talking, Harry studied the man, he clearly saw he was afraid, perhaps on the implications if what he and Dumbledore was right, Voldemort, a new war coming.

"Is the soup not to your liking Mr. Potter?" Tom asked as he noticed Harry just moving his spoon over the plate, "No it's delicious Tom" Harry lied, "Mr. Tom do you perhaps know of a possible place in which I can practice my quiditch?", Harry knew the man was knowledgeable, and probably knew almost all of the corners of Diagon Alley as he had already lived for a long time here, and also he needed somewhere to practice, last year he only flew seldomly as with the tournament and school he had his hands full, he knew he was somewhat good but he could get better, and he could already do something more besides reading, and the exercise would do him good.

"Well yes Mr. Potter, I have a little space that can fulfill your needs, I used it to grow some ingredients to make food here, but as I have had less time in my hands I left it, I can lend it to you for say… 50 sickles, all the month 'till the trials come? Also you would have all the privacy you want " "Ok Mr. Tom it sounds great" "Ok Mr. Potter, I will have a portkey ready, it would send you there at say 9 in the morning and bring u back at 6 p.m." at this Harry thought a bit, it was a lot of time, but he didn't have a lot to do, he could buy some food on the afternoon or night, and bring it over, and he wouldn't miss his study time, since it became really promising for him, he learned a lot about shields and protecting charms, "ok Mr. Tom it's good for me".

After having his practice problem solved, he wanted to go , and search for a preservation box, in order to store some muggle food, because while magic food was good, it didn't have a wide variety.

As he looked around in Diagon Alley, he noticed, a little store, it's windows filled with dust and spider webs, and although it gave a bad appearance he felt an uncontrollable need to go inside and check what was there, as he opened the door, a bell chimed, indicating the arrive of a client

"Who is there?" An old voice asked "A Costumer Sir", Harry answered back as he looked to the source of the voice, he was correct, an old person came from the door, his graying hair under a big spiky wizard hat, dressed in common beige robes, his face showing a calmness similar to Professor Dumbledore's "Welcome to the Letter's house Mr. Potter" he asked in a kind voice, at this Harry looked surprised, one another library different from flourish, and also that man knowing his name and treating him with kindness, in his mind still present the article he read on the morning.

"Hello Mr. I was just looking, but perhaps if you can point me to something special or something you would recommend" asked Harry hopefully, just looking around, watching some of the books the store offered, "But of course Mr. Potter you will find here a completely different bibliography than you do in Florean, here we offer you some muggle books, as well as translations from other countries, novels, and also we offer you some of the frowned upon magic books, some of the forgotten arts which proved to be nonexistent, and some books on self-defense as well as your common books" Harry was amazed, this library had probably a better repertory than Florean and it could be really helpful for him.

"Sir could you recommend some defense books for me? , I haven't had a great education on that, as we haven't had a good teacher", "but of course I do my dear boy, I can offer you Alexander Ernest, basic protection and shield manual, we also have Al's Round hundred spells for the novice mage" answered back the man, already looking at some of the books, and making a pile of them so Harry could look at them and decide on which he would take " Harry looked surprised and on interest at the multiple books, "Sir do you also have the required fifth year Hogwarts books?" Harry asked hope in his voice that he could start over with his course.

"In fact I do have them Mr. Potter" the man spoke back with a smile on his face, "well then if you could bring me those, and all of the books in the table, also perhaps if you could, recommend me a book for light reading on my spare time perhaps even a muggle one?" asked harry already counting his pocket money ager to have that amount of knowledge.

"All right Mr. Potter, your total amounts to 12 galleons; do you want me to send it somewhere? Or should I apply a featherweight charm so it would be easier for you to transport them", the man asked, sweat on his bead, probably due to the movement required to acquire and get all the books together.

"A feather weight charm would be awesome Mr." Harry made a pause wanting to know the name of the owner of his new favorite book store and looking as he charmed his books "Mr. Adelba, Mr. Potter, pleasure to make business with you" he said "I'll add you our owl order catalogue" he added as an afterthought.

Harry went out of the store, clearly poorer than he was when he went in, but he at least had something to do over the summer, he wouldn't become a sitting duck, on the fight against Voldemort.

As he continued his walk he found a wizard house furniture store, called four nines, remembering that he needed a preservation box he went inside and bought it. Nothing relevant on that store, just people gaping as his guts to go outside even with the things printed in the Daily Prophet.

Everything he needed in hand, he took his way to the leaky cauldron, he was really happy and eager to read his new books, perhaps he could use some of the information of them, what would his mates do if they knew that he was giddy for some books, a smile came to his face as he thought of that with renewed fervor he continued his way