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Chapter 2

Life went on. The Potters trained Harry as well as they could, with the help of the others. Harry's training started lightly, then as he got older, the time increased, and soon all was doing was training, eating and sleeping. The younger three picked up training when the adults deemed them ready. By the time Harry was 11, and all other kids his age were just starting magic, Harry was well beyond a sixth-year's level. The next year, around Harry's twelfth birthday Voldemort returned, and with that Severus returned to his previous post as a spy, and therefore got to spend even less time with the kids that he had come to love. When the Order reorganized, Harry was inducted, and was very high in the rankings. He would go out on missions, and loved every second of them. At first, he was uneasy with shooting, and trying to kill, but once he realized that the enemy didn't care, he knew he couldn't either.

At age 15, Voldemort was in full power. The wizarding world was close to being taken over by the Death Eaters. There was barely a family that had not suffered losses. Harry fully defeated Voldemort in May, and the Death Eaters fled, and all those who fled in fear, came back. The light side partied for over a week. Harry was a hero in everyone's eyes, and loved every second of it.

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Minerva McGonagall sat in her office contemplating two things. One was who would replace her as Transfiguration teacher and head of Gryffindor, and the other was who could replace Flitwick. Albus and Flitwick had both died in the last battle, and Minerva moved up to Headmistress. She was able to finish out the year teaching classes, but knew she couldn't keep it up. And, she had only three days left until Hogwarts started.

Suddenly it clicked.

"James, Lily, I won't resort to begging, but please, I really need you two," she sat in their study two days later.

"Minerva, we would love to, but what of the kids?" Lily asked.

"They'll enroll, Emily will only be 11, and Kyle only 13," she replied.

"Yes, but they know more than a sixth-year," James said.

"That's fine."

"The kids won't like this, but okay," Lily agreed.

"Thank you so much, I'll see you tomorrow," she said, and got up and left.

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"I don't want to go, and you can't force me," Harry said, he and Sophia stood strong, even though their trunks were packed, and already at Hogwarts.

"I don't care, and yes, I can force you."

"Mum, this isn't fair. What will Hogwarts do for me? I know just as much as an auror, damn it, I fought along side them in the war," Sophia argued.

"Yes well, we promised Minerva, and there's no where else for you two to go, so into the car," she said, and pushed them outside, and into the car.

The two sat there, pouting in the car, while their younger siblings were happy beyond belief.

"Come on, Harry, it'll be fun, just like another adventure," Kyle said, after a while, breaking the silence.

"This'll be nothing like the adventures we had, Kyle, this will be torture, you'll be learning things that you learned years ago," Harry said, his eyes not leaving the back of the seat in front of him.

"Alright, kids," Lily said, interrupting, "When you get there, you'll have to be sorted, so your father will be waiting outside for you. Also, you can't know Severus, according to the world, your father and he hate each other. No one knows that he helped train you guys, and he wants to keep it that way."

"I can't even talk to Severus?" Harry asked.

"Yes you can, but it has to be after classes, and he will be mean to you, so don't be surprised," She ended that, right as they pulled up to the train station.

Harry and Sophia looked at each other and groaned.

They walked into the station, their father having taken their luggage up.

"Look! No nine and three quarters, let's go," Harry said, and went to turn around, but got caught by his mother and thrown into the wall between platforms nine and ten. He put his hands out to stop the collision with the wall, but it never came. He opened his eyes, and saw the platform and the train, that would take him to hell. He looked around; he had never seen so many teenagers before.

"Welcome to platform nine and three quarters, kids," Lily said, as the rest of his family appeared behind him, "This is where I first met your father, god I hated him."

Before Lily even finished her speech, Kyle and Emily ran off to find kids their own age. Harry and Sophia stood there.

"Come on, guys, it's not that bad," Lily said and pushed them forward into the crowd. "I'll see you at school." And with that, she disappeared.

"Now what?" Sophia groaned.

"Might as well get on," Harry said, looking through the crowd. But, stopped. His eyes landed on a girl with long brown hair, facing the other direction. 'Maybe this won't be so bad,' he thought. He started towards her.

"Harry, train is this way," Sophia said.

"I'll meet you on there," he said and walked right towards her. Sophia walked the other direction, shaking her head.

"Hello, ladies," Harry said, walking into their circle.

"Hi, I'm Katy, Katy Davis, and you're Harry Potter," one blonde girl said.

"Yeah, I'm actually looking for a compartment to sit down in; I was wondering if you girls had an extra seat?"

"Yes, we do," Katy told him. "Girls, is it okay, if he sits with us?" There was a chorus of 'yeah's "We'd love for you to sit with us."

"So, you all know my name, what are yours?" Harry said, smiling at the brown-haired girl that drew him over.

"I'm Tracy, Katy's twin," one started, "That's Ginny, Anna, Lavender, Mandy, and Anna's older sister, Mia."

"Nice to meet you all, what year?"

Katy smiled, she had heard he was coming to school, but never imagined he would be the least bit interested in them. "Well, we're all Gryffindors, Ginny is in 5th year, Anna in 4th, and the rest of us are in 6th."

"That's the year I'll be put into. I'm hoping for Gryffindor."

"What are you doing?" came a loud voice from behind Harry.

"Excuse me?" Harry said, and turned around to see a tall red-headed boy and an equally tall, platinum blonde flanked by some very large boys.

"Oh, great, the rumors are true, Ron, our savior is attending Hogwarts," the blonde said.

"My dream come true, Draco, the murderer in all my classes. Why did you finally decide to teach yourself something other than killing?" Ron asked him.

"My mother is forcing me to do this, but if everyone is as nice as these girls, I wouldn't mind it, apparently that's not so," Harry said, causing the girls to blush. Who would've thought the famous Harry Potter would like them.

"Why are you talking to my girlfriend?" Ron asked, pulling Mia toward him. "Hermione is mine, and everyone knows that, you better well learn it."

Hermione scowled. "I was yours, I'm not any more," Mia said "and I told you not to call me Hermione, now get off me," she continued, and tried to get away, but his grip was too tight.

"Learn your spot here, Potter, because you won't be all high and mighty here, like everywhere else. I know the real you." Draco said, and stalked off.

"What was that about?" Harry asked, once they were far away.

"We'll explain on the train," Anna said, and led the girls and Harry onto the train, and into an empty compartment.

"Ron's an arse," Ginny said, as they all sat down. "He's my older brother, and thinks that because my other brothers teased him when he was little, he can be an arse to everyone. He's the only Weasley not sorted into Gryffindor."

"Mia used to date him. But, when her house was attacked, and learned that Draco was the one that killed her parents and two sisters, she broke it off, because Ron swore that his best friend wouldn't do that to her, they fought ("like usual," Anna added), and broke up" Katy told him.

Harry was now confused. "Draco's only 16, how could he have been at an attack, Voldemort didn't allow students to fight."

"He was taking his father's place," Mia said, looking very upset, obviously this wasn't talked about.

"Who is his father?"

"Malfoy," Ginny said, as though all should have known.

"Lucius Malfoy had a son?" Harry asked surprised.

"Yeah," they all said, looking at him as though he were crazy.

"Oh, I guess I never knew. Or cared to try and find out."

"How could you not know?"

"I've never really been allowed to converse with kids. I was always with my parents, uncles, and the order. They never told me much about the enemy, figured if I knew too much, I would feel bad when I killed them."

Mia had apparently had too much, and left the compartment.

"Did I- never mind," Harry said, and got up and followed her out.

"Mia!" he yelled, and she turned around. "I'm sorry."

"How could you just talk about that stuff like that? You don't even care that half of us in there have lost relatives. No, because you're Harry Potter, and we don't think of anyone but ourselves now do we? Well, Harry, why don't you go back in there, and charm the hell out of them, cause I am going to sit with Ron," Mia said, and started to walk off, but was stopped when Harry grabbed her arm.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"My parents died, my two sisters died, and here you go blabbing about killing people, how do you know that you didn't kill my family? How do you know you did everything to save them? You don't, and do you want to know why? Because you didn't. You got to that attack too late, almost everyone died, at least all the innocents did. You let my family die, because you were off doing who knows what."

"I'm sorry," Harry said, remembering the attack. He was in Italy with Sirius and Severus, doing some training.

"Bloody hell you are, you probably don't even know which attack I'm talking about," she said, and pulled away, "Ron's right, you are a murderer."

Harry watched as she walked down the corridor. He never realized that people might blame him for their family not making it. He just thought the junior Death Eaters would hate him, and everyone else would praise him. He was lucky, and he knew that. His family lost no one, but that's because they all trained hard, day in and day out, it wasn't his fault. He gave up his childhood to train so that he could save them. They should be grateful.

He walked back into the compartment of girls, and sat down.

"Is she okay?" Ginny asked.

"No, she went to Ron."

"You're not a murderer; she's just really upset still. She doesn't really hate you. It's just been rough. She was very close with our dad, and they forced her to watch. Then Ron started being an arse right after. No offense, Gin, but I think he joined Draco in Voldemort's ranks," Anna said.

"I think you're right," Ginny said, "she'll get over it. I promise."

The rest of the train ride went smoothly, Harry started learning more about the girls, and they told him, who he should stay away from. Their number one hated person in Hogwarts was Professor Snape. Harry had trouble not laughing as they told him all the evil things he did.

When they got to the school, Harry followed them into a carriage, and rode to the school. As Lily told them, James was waiting in the Entrance Hall for them. They went in to get sorted, and all got into Gryffindor, including Emily who was sorted with the rest of the first years.

During dinner, Harry noticed that Mia sat between Ron and Draco, and the two looked very smug. The two soon got up, followed by Mia, and then approached Harry.

"So, Hermione ("It's Mia," she argued) told us some interesting news," Ron said.

"And what would that be?" Harry asked, questioning Mia with his eyes.

"That you believed my father to be a Death Eater is one thing," Draco informed him.

"And you seem to believe that you did nothing wrong, by killing all those people, you were just helping to protect the wizarding world," Ron finished.

"And what Mia told you was correct. Draco, you're father was a Death Eater, and killing killers is not a crime."

"What makes you any different than them? You still tore apart families, you still caused grief, why do you get praised, and others get punished."

"They just seem to like me better."

"You're cocky, and arrogant, and-" Draco said, stopping when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"The same things I have been telling his father since James was a boy," the voice drawled. That voice was the most welcoming thing he's heard since he left the house this morning. "Well, Potter, already making enemies, who knew our celebrity would be so quick to judge."

"Well, this seems unfair, you seem to know me, yet, I've never met you," Harry said, giving Severus a small smirk.

"Why you insolent little brat. I knew your parents would not raise you to respect your elders. Detention. Tonight. You will learn something by the time this year is over. Be in my office right after the end of the feast," Severus said, and walked back up to the head table. James, Lily and Remus noticing the small smile on his face.

Harry knew he wasn't in trouble, but convincing his friends that he would be fine, was not easy. "He made me scrub the dungeons with a toothbrush," "He's evil, watch your back," "You'll probably be sorting potions ingredients until next summer," were only some of the warnings he got. "I'll be fine. I promise. I've dealt with worse than a detention"

With that, Harry left the feast, and headed to one of the three places he knew in this school. Severus's office, the Headmaster's office, and the library were the only places he had visited. He knocked gently on the door, and didn't wait for a response, before pushing the door open, to reveal a smiling Severus.

"You're not that bad of an actor," Harry said, sitting down on his desk, playing with the random vials there.

"I could say the same the same to you," the mentor replied, "This'll be one interesting year, if we both keep this up."

"All in the name of fun, though. These detentions, never real, correct?"

"Well, the floors haven't been scrubbed in a while."

"Very funny."

"How was your first day?"

"Worse than fighting Voldemort," he said.

"That bad, huh?"

"Yeah, those two assholes you saved me from, were giving me shit all day. Never realized people would call me a murderer."

"Ron Weasley is extremely insecure. He keeps poor Ms. Granger around, and keeps her miserable so that he can feel happy, and I have yet to figure out why Malfoy follows him around like a puppy."

"What is up Mia, I'm assuming that's Granger, at least," Harry asked.

"Yeah, Hermione Granger. Muggleborn witch. Brilliant beyond belief. Apparently she had only one friend before coming here. Can you guess who?"

"Her sister?"

"Good guess, but no, her and her sister rarely got along, Anna is the one outgoing Granger, the others were all quiet. Anyways, Katy Davis was her neighbor. Now, Katy is a pure-blood. She thought she would have to leave Ms. Granger at home, when she came. I can imagine how happy the two were when Ms. Granger got her letter. They both came in first year, scared out of their minds. Katy and her sister, Tracy, however, got much closer than they ever were, and Katy broke out of her shell, but never left Granger's side. I have a feeling the two of them would die for each other. I'd never saw one without the other until Mr. Weasley came into the picture."

"How did he?"

"You saw how they were good friends with Ms. Weasley. Well, they went to Diagon Alley together one year, and from what I assume, Ms. Granger and Mr. Weasley got together then. She was so miserable then. He pushed her around, controlled everything she did. It only caused her to shrink into her shell more. Last January, I'm sure you heard that one attack while you were in Italy was on her house?" he asked. Harry nodded. "Well, that was a month after you killed Lucius, and young Mr. Malfoy was told that if he wanted to confirm his allegiance he had to go kill the Grangers."

"Did Voldemort know?"

"Yes, that's the reason for it. Well, he went, and Ms. Granger saw his face as he was in the middle of the attack. She approached Ron when they got back to school, and the two denied everything, claiming she was delusional. Well, Ms. Granger had enough, and broke it off. Ron has since tried to get her back, and keep her under his control."

"It's working, did you see their faces at dinner?"

"Yeah, that's why I came over."

"Mia seems to hate Ron, why would she go back?"

"He makes her feel secure."

"How can I gain her trust?" Harry asked.

"I don't know if she is willing to give it."

"Severus, I can't deal with this. She has gone through too much for Weasley to treat her like this still. I'm going to save her."

"You can't save everyone, Harry."

"But I can try," he claimed. "One more thing."

"What's up?"

"Why doesn't she like to be called Hermione? She's always correcting Weasley."

"From what I gather Hermione was her father's favorite name, and it meant a lot to him. Hearing it now, just makes her think of him. They were very close."

"Right," he said, "so, what are the lesson plans for this week?"

"You'll be bored out of your mind," Severus said, and handed him the lesson plans for the 6th years.

"They're only on the Draught of the Living Dead?" Harry said, reading it aloud. "What the hell have you been teaching these kids?"

"Teaching a bunch of idiots, who don't care, goes a lot slower than teaching one dedicated kid."

"Aw, Sev, I'm not that dedicated."

"You saw a reason to learn. Very few here see that," he explained, "So the learning process here goes a lot slower. You also have to remember, you started about 3 years earlier than these kids, and worked all year, where they had vacations."

"Well, they apparently aren't as dedicated as we are, god, who could imagine having fun," Harry said, sarcastically, getting a smile out of his uncle.

"Go on up to your dorms, you'll need your sleep for tomorrow, 6th year Gryffindors have double Potions with the Slytherins first thing."

"Aren't we lucky," Harry said, and stood up. "Do I get anything if I brew this potion correct, tomorrow?"

"Some respect from your classmates, showing them that you know more than killing. This will be one way to show Ms. Granger that you aren't as bad as Weasley and Malfoy say," he said, and watched Harry leave. "Remember, I don't give points to Gryffindors."

"Maybe this year you'll learn," Harry told him. He could have sworn he heard Severus shout "Don't count on it," right before he closed the door.

Harry walked up the stairs, following the portraits directions up to Gryffindor tower. He got there, and found Mia sitting outside the portrait.

"I realized you wouldn't know the password, so I waited."

"Thanks."

"I'm sorry about that at dinner, I didn't mean for them to harass you, and get you detention. I yelled at them after that. I also told Ron, that that was it. It's done."

"It's fine, believe me, Professor Snape is one person I can deal with," Harry said, and Mia smiled.

"Well anyways, the password is leoni," she said, and the portrait opened. Harry entered, and was overwhelmed with the scarlet and gold decorations. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Good night," Harry said, and watched her walk upstairs.

"You dolt," came a familiar voice, and a smack on the top of the head. "You ditched me on our first night."

"Soph, get over it, I had detention with Professor Snape."

"You sound a little too happy about that brother," she said.

"Yes well, I'm starting to look on the bright side of this. Maybe Kyle's right, it's just another adventure," Harry said, and walked up the boys staircase, and found his dorm, leaving his sister dumbfounded in the common room.

"Ah, I knew you'd be coming soon," came a voice, right as he entered.

"Welcome to our rooms," another said. Harry identified where it was coming from, five boys sat around one bed, looking like they were gossiping about who knows what.

"Come here, might as well be friendly, we will be living together for the next two years," another boy said.

"I'm Anthony, by the way," the first boy said, "And this is Dean," motioning towards the second boy, "Seamus," the third, "Jeremy and Matthew," the other two. "And of course, we all know who you are."

"I'd like to thank you. You saved me mum," Seamus told him.

"Anyways, we were just talking about our summers," Jeremy said, "besides the obvious, did you do anything interesting?"

"No, you know just about all of it."

"Well, that still beats mine," Matthew said, "My mum wouldn't let me out of the house, scared I would die. She's been uneasy ever since my brother died, it wasn't even in an attack, he was dumb and walked out in front of a bus."

"I'm sorry for your loss," Harry said, not sure how to respond to that comment.

"Don't worry, he was an idiot, all the time, I never saw him, and when we did, we fought."

"Oh," Harry said, "Anyways, I'm going to go to bed, good night." He went over to his trunk, and climbed into the bed.

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