Ok guys, this is another chapter, I didn't have much time to look for mistakes, so you'll forgive me, please.
Forgot to say last time: CHARACTERS BELONG TO J.K (blah, blah.. you know how it goes)
Enjoy?

Moon was shining so brightly that Harry thought he'll go blind. He was walking down the street, which looked really familiar but he couldn't remember was he passing through here before. There were no other sources of light, except the moon, and he felt weird. It was strange, that street looked really nice, he knew that in other circumstances he would've felt comfortable, but now, now he felt.. scared. His heart was pounding like crazy, he was sweating, and his survival instinct told him he should run. Why? What was going on?
There was a hooded figure behind him. Oh, that's why. He started to run. He ran and ran and ran.. He felt like he's going to puke out his lounges, but that didn't matter. The only important thing was to run. And not only to save his head, which was very important, but also, he felt like he's running towards something important. Something he should do, something he should stop. He felt the man behind him getting closer and he panicked. Closer and closer... BOOM!
He woke up. He was on the floor, all sweaty and trembling. It took him ten minutes to calm down. He knew it was all just a dream, but still, it felt so real. It always did.
Did he mention that he had these dreams all the time? No? Well he did. It was driving him insane. He never knew were they only dreams or something else. Like visions. He hated it. Never knowing are you going to wake up on the bed or on the floor. Or, once, in the backyard. That was fun. He was running from a huge dog who barked like hell hound and looked like one, and just like this time, he felt the dog coming closer and closer, barking became so loud.. And then he woke up. And realized that the barking he heard was naigbour's poodle, Mixy, and that he's lying in his aunt's flowers. That made him smile, because he remembered his aunt freaking out when she saw her flowers. Someone stepped on them? Oh God! She wanted to call the police and everything.
Harry was all cheery now, when he remembered that, and was ready to get up.
He looked through the window and saw that sun was coming up. That was usually when he wakes up because Dursleys are asleep and he can go out without anyone noticing.
He went into the bathroom and splashed water all over his face. He immediately felt better. Of course he felt better, water always made him feel better. He looked into the mirror and saw very pale 15 year old boy with messy black hair and blue eyes. Oh, yes. Another thingy that started to happen. His eyes changed color. Not all the time, of course. Most of the time they were green, but when he was really angry, or in the mornings or when he's in direct touch with one of the elements. That was a bit unfortunate because once, he was going home, and the wind started to blow, like, really strongly, and this lady behind him dropped her bag, and Harry wanted to help her, which now sounds stupid and he regrets it, so he picked it up and gave it to her, and she said Thank you, looked him in the face and screamed. Harry knew he wasn't pretty, but damn, he wasn't that ugly! Are you wearing lances? she asked, looking scared. What? I..No, why are you asking?
Your eyes..they're..White! She gave him her mirror, and he saw. They were really white. Not white white, but more like crystal white.
He knew he was weird, for God's sake, he was a wizard, but this?! Elemental... he could handle that, but is it really necessary his eyes to change color? At first it was really frightening, but he got used to it. It's not like he could change it.
He got dressed, grabbed his guitar and jumped through the window. He didn't bother to leave a note, he'll probably be back before they get up, and even if he doesn't come back before they get up, he doubted they'll even notice.
Every morning, since last year, he wakes up at sunrise, alone or by a nightmare, and goes to training. Every morning. He, of course, thought there were better things he could do at 5am, but, hey, who's asking him, anything?
Is this really necessary? Of course it is. He knew it. He knew he had to do it. He knew it's the only way. At the beginning he thought he could make a balance between the worlds, but now.. There were always two worlds in his mind, the muggle one, he was no part of that, and the wizarding world. He was a huge part of that, as we all know. It was just part of him. Something he couldn't change, and wouldn't even if he had to, because he loved it. He loved being a wizard. Except the part in which he has to defeat the most powerful dark wizard of all time, and the fact that he has no family, except the Dursleys, but they don't count. But he had friends and he was happy. As happy as you can be, being The Boy Who Lived. He was aware of the fact that before entering the wizarding world he was nobody. Literally, nobody. No one knew his name, no one cared about him, hell, if someone found him bleeding on the road they would probably just leave him there to die. And then.. poof. All that peace was gone. He became famous. He became wizard and he was the most popular one. His first days at Hogwarts were terrible. Of course, he loved being there, and studying and everything, but everyone staring at him... That was something he was barely surviving. But eventually, he got used to it. He didn't learn how to like it, he just learned how to ignore it. And at the end of each year he was sorry because he had to leave Hogwarts. The only place where he had friends. The only place where people didn't flinch when he comes into the room. The only place he felt.. peace and, the only place he could call home. And yeah, he was sorry he had to leave his home every year, wait in this dungeon for two months to get back there. Because, when you're at Hogwarts, you learn how to love things. Appreciate them and see them how they really are. He loved the paintings, the stairs, his classes, his friends, Quidditch, the grounds, the lake, Gryffindor common room, he loved the whole castle, he loved the noise. And then, he comes here, to number 4 Privet Drive where everything is so different. Starting from the fact that it's not Hogwarts, it's not his home. And then these people... This must be the most boring neighbourhood in entire England. That feeling, the feeling in his head, ears.. He felt like his eyes are going to jump out with all the pressure. He hated it with every ounce of his being.
But something changed last year. After all that noise and things that happened, this boring street and this silence felt like heaven. It was nice to distance from all that for at least 2 months. He didn't really knew how was he surviving all that, because, you know, for a 14 year old boy it was very disturbing to be part of the Triwizard tournament in which he could've been killed, at least 4 times, and at the end of it he faced the person who killed his parents, and was tortured, and saw another person die, to be honest, he wasn't friends with Cedric, but still, it wasn't pleasant to see him die. Yeah, sure, he was pissed because Cedric was dating the girl he liked, but that didn't meant he wanted Cedric to die.
At the top of everything, he saw his dead parents, had to face fake Moody, explain everything, go through it again, and again... And then, the idiots from the Ministry of Magic thought he was lying. Of course, that's what keeps him up in the night, he was thinking of new ways how to make everyone think that the most powerful dark wizard is at large. And for it to be con vincible, I'm going to sign up for the competition, in which the chances of me not getting killed are, literally, 0. And then at the end of it, I'm going to torture myself, and kill the guy, and come out and tell all that to everyone so they can panic and the world can be like it was 13 years ago.That was definitely his master plan. He always thought he was witty and should write a book. Jesus, thought Harry, I really am not made for th-

'Oi! Potter? Why so lost in thoughts?'
Harry looked up, he didn't even realized he was close to his destination. He saw tall 16 year old boy, with blonde hair and green eyes approaching to him, grinning. ' Garrott. Nice to see you too.' Harry couldn't help but smile. Christian Garrott and Amelia Norwich were assigned to him. They were the ones who showed up last year in his room in the middle of the night. Harry, as usual was awake and was showering when he saw those two sitting on his bed.
'Put it down, Dumbo, you're gonna hurt yourself.' Christian was first to speak when he saw Harry reaching for his wand. 'And put some clothes on, please, we're not here to enjoy the view.'
'Who are you?'
'Listen, we're not the bad guys, we're here to talk to you about something really important, just please, calm down, and like he said, dress yourself.' Amelia stepped out and threw his jeans and T-shirt to him. Even while dressing, he was observing them. Christian was sitting on his bed, looking bored. Amelia was standing in front of Harry's desk on which layed Hedwig's empty cage. She was tall, shorter than Christian and Harry, but tall. She had brown hair and yellowish eyes. If Harry was in the mood, he would even say she's pretty, but he was more concerned about two strangers who just popped into his room, one with glowing green eyes the other with yellow ones.
'Who are you?' Harry asked, now fully dressed.

'We are here representing the Umbhilo institute. That is place for special people like you, me and this idiot behind me. We are-'
'What?!' OK, this is a really bad joke. I really am not in the mood for this. 'I already go to school. And.. what special people? Why am I special? Who are you?!' he felt furious.
'I already told you! We're from Umbhilo institute! It's place where elemental wizards are trained!' her eyes glowed in darkness of Harry's room. It was like there was fire burning in them. He stared at her. What the holy fuck? Who are these people? Deatheaters, his first thought. But why would Voldemort mark them? They're just kids!
'There is no such thing as 'elemental wizards', and I'm sorry, I don't remember you saying your names before starting to talk all this nonsense?' Harry's eyes were cold and stern. Of course, there could've been elemental wizards, how could he know? Hermione was the one who knew everything, that was why he hanged out with her, among other things.
'Yeah, sorry mate. I'm Christian Garrot, pleased to meet you. And this Amelia Norwich, she has quite a temper, and is not really good at explaining things slowly to a person who never heard of us,' he gave her meaningful look 'so I wouldn't be messing with her, and she's bit of nuts, you know. Not saying it's her fault.. It's in the blood...AAAAA! OK! STOP IT! STOP! AMELIA, OK! KIDDING! STOOOP!' Christian was holding his head and was all red in face. Amelia was standing by him, looking into her nails. 'In the blood.. You moron. You'd know better than doing that!' Christian was yelling now, and Harry was not able to tell what's exactly happening. He didn't really mind the boys screams, but his aunt and uncle will hear them, and then they would come in here, and yell, and he really wasn't in the mood. 'STOP! ARE YOU INSANE?! STOP IT!' Harry pulled Amelia's arm, and she jumped. Christian's screams stopped, but Amelia looked pissed. And pale. And.. wet?
'You idiot! Look what've you done!'
'I haven't done anything! Shut it, my aunt and uncle will hear you!'
'No, they won't I took care of it. Well, at least we know which element is basic. Oi, moron! Get up!' She yelled at Christian and pulled his hand so he could stand up. Christian was still pink in the face but not as much as he was when Amelia, obviously, hexed him or whatever.
'Ha! Water! HA!' Christian grinned, pointing his finger at Amelia's wet hair.
'Yes, you douche bag, water. Now shut it! We have to explain it to him and get the hell out of here.'
Harry just stared. He felt like an idiot. If someone saw him... Is this the boy who defeated Lord Voldemort? Standing there, unable to move.
'OK. Let's do it again, the quick, easy way. You are elemental wizard.. no, let me finish,' she said when Harry opened his mouth to say That's ridiculous, get out of my room, 'YOU ARE! This thing you just did? That was activating your basic element. And screwing me up for next 3 hours, thanks.
Look, elemental wizards are just like ordinary wizards, but more powerful. They do know this all stuff with the wands and spells, they go to Hogwarts, do their thing and then, when they turn 17, they are taken to Umbhilo and trained there for 2 years. We train you to be more powerful than you already are. And not just mind, everything else. For those who haven't mastered stuff they learn at Hogwarts, they master it there. There are trainers, but not many. Elemental wizards are rare, they're almost extinct, like pandas, for example. They are only left here, in UK. It's not organized as it was before, mostly because we have no one to organize it for, but we manage it.' she was pacing through the room nervously and spraying water all over the floor. 'There are four main elements, as you should know. Fire, Air, Earth and Water. In ancient Greece they studied them, they considered it a job of theirs to understand them. As in every culture there were fools who claimed to be the 'chosen ones', your nickname, aka the ones who can control the elements. In those times, people were very superstitious and they believed in everything. I mean, everything. They thought that those who can control the elements can control everything, can prevent anything. Even their deaths, because, man is made of Earth, and if they bow to elemental wizard, he will make them immortal, or raise them from the dead. So they worshiped them, gave them gifts, sacrifised themselves.. Fools. No real elemental wizard would do such thing. Ask people to do those things, because they knew it wasn't that easy. They knew no one could raise people from the dead, there is no such power. Everything in the world needs to be balanced, and there is a price if you abuse your gifts. Our, let's call it kind because we are a bit different from the others, did not start in ancient Greece. Elemental wizards from India, China, Middle East, they were more popular than those from Greece, partly because their religion, and partly because they were wiser. In our school there are books which are going before the time itself, we have our own rules, which you will have to respect. As I said before, you'll be trained there. We have the best people who will teach you how to control all that power, there are people, actually Christian, here is going to train your physical skills. We have that too, mostly because when we're in a battle it can be exausting and we are chanaling our physical power through the body and we can fight more, of course, this part of your education is not important only because of that, it's also important because some elements, and some spells require that kind of preparation. We don't have big mansion, like Hogwarts, because we don't need it, you will soon find out where we are, if you say yes to all this.'
Harry didn't even realize all this things she said were actually a question. Was he supposed to believe in all this? Is he really what they say he is or is he just a very, very crazy for not throwing them out the same minute he saw those two people sitting in his room. It might sound ridiculous, but he kinda believed them, and.. well, he wanted to believe them. From what he could hear, this could help him. A lot. Even if they were lying, and he wasn't a elemental wizard, he could still ask them to help. No. That's just stupid, even for you, thought Harry.
'Are you going to say anything or..?' Amelia looked at him, her eyes narrowed.
'Umm...I.. Err..-' Harry didn't really knew what to say.
'Wow! Is that new subject at Hogwarts? They teach you how to speak trolish?' Christian laughed.
'I'm pretty sure it's not called trolish.'
'And how would you know? Oh yes, you went through every damn book there is on.. planet Earth!'
Amelia just looked at him in the way Ms. Weasly would look at Fred and George when they're annoying.
'Harry look. We don't really have much time for all this, actually we do, but I would like to keep it short so we could go and do something better with our time rather than sit here whole night convincing you you're a elemental wizard. You are. You noticed that, right? You noticed the changes? Those moments when you're angry or when you just feel like you could just wave your hand and a hole in ground appears or you cause an earthquake?'
'Christian, that was you.'
'I'm trying to explain here something? Thanks! Look, all I'm saying is that we're not death eaters as you probably thought when we came in and we're certainly not going to kill you.'
Harry still looked unconvinced, or he supposed he looked like that because Christian's face changed from that friendly smile back to really annoyed one.
'C'MON MAN! You believed Hagrid when he came through your door in the middle of night and you're not going to believe us? I mean, I'm much hotter than him, much convincible and I've shown you more proves than he when he told you you're a wizard! I mean, you're a WIZARD and it's hard for you to add just ELEMENTAL in front of it? C'mon..-'
It took him a minute before he realized what Christian said. 'How do you know about that?'
'About what?'
'About Hagrid, bursting through the doors, telling me I'm a wizard? How do you know that? Oh, Merlin! Have you been following me?' he was horrified.
'Oh. That. Yes, we have been following you for your whole life. Well, we started when you were left on the doorstep, which means, not whole life, we weren't there at the begining..-' he stopped looking at Harry's horrified face.
'What? The Order follows you too!'
'What follows me?'
'The Order of The Phoenix? Oh, yes, I forgot you don't know anything about that.' he grinned. 'Amelia, honey, will you please explain to Harry dearest how he's the most protected person in entire England? Seriously mate, I'm not sure that even the queen has that much security.'
'Harry, Order of the Phoenix is a group of wizards, it's secret scocitety founded by Dumbledore in order to fight Voldemort and his Death Eaters. You have been guarded your whole life, by us and by other wizards. Since Voldemort is back again, Dumbledore secured you even more, and now, you can't be touched or approached without him knowing that. With all do respect to that great man, but we are much more powerful than those idiots, and we managed to pass them without any problems.'
Harry couldn't believe it. He was protected by entire Order of the Phoenix, and people from this new school and he haven't even noticed?!
'Look if you don't believe me, just look through your window.' Amelia's eyes glowed and she, along with Harry approached the window. There were three men standing in front of his house. One was tall and thin and was standing still. The others two were lying on the ground, apparently, counting stars.
And that was it. He believed them. Not much because he wanted to, but he was so angry... They guarded them?! How could Dumbledore do such thing? Did he thought Harry was uncapable of handling things on his own? He didn't need protection! That was the only thing he had left here, to move like a free person, without anyone going around and sniffing, and now he finds out this freedom of his was fake. And just because of that, because he was angry at Dumbledore and wanted to proof he's capable of doing things on his own, he nodded to Amelia and she smiled. She knew he understood and believed them. And believe me when I say, she was happy as hell, because if she had to spend one more minute of her time on this stubborn boy, she'll have to burn his face.