Again, I own nothing. J K Rowling IS Harry Potter. All my 'ideas' are basically ripped from stuff I enjoy; Harry Potter (duh!), Lord Of The Rings, Star Wars, Star Trek, Dragonball saga, The Matrix, The Lion King, 24, and anything else that even remotely looks far to creative for me to just make up! Please don't say I didn't warn you! Yes I'm lazy and can't be bothered writing another 'warning' thingy, so it's the same as my previous ones!

Righto, so this is just a little fic about my potential seventh book taking place after the events in HBP. This story is a stand-alone, and does not fit in with any of my other fics. Again, only some names are mine, everything else is not!

Yes, I know that Harry does tell Dumbledore about Snape and Draco (and Draco also tells Dumbledore at the end)…but the book never mentions the words 'Unbreakable Vow' in those parts, hence why I did it like that.

It is quite likely that the majority of the chappies for this fic will be a bit on the short side…but, then again, until I've written the whole thing, I won't really know will I, lol!


Chapter 1 – Planning Ahead

Harry was sitting at his desk, tapping his chin with a quill as he looked over his list he had spent the last three weeks mulling over. Hedwig was out, been sent earlier by Harry to deliver a letter to Ron, along with his acceptance to Bill and Fleur's wedding. His talk with Dumbledore's portrait had given him a lot to think about, not least of which was how best to go about tracking down the remaining Horcruxes.

Books were scattered across the floor of his room, with Harry doing his best to read up on all he could about spells. Professor Slughorn had also been kind enough to lend him a couple of books on Occlumency after Harry had reminded his portly Potions Professor that Lily would want Harry to defend himself against anything Voldemort might try against him.

In the two weeks since he had received the book, he had learnt more than what Snape's so-called 'teaching' provided. He knew that he had a long way to go, and was grateful that Voldemort was still employing Occlumency to shield himself from Harry, leaving Harry free to go at his own pace. The hardest thing about clearing ones mind was that he continuously found himself tripping over his thoughts about trying not to think about anything.

Harry decided he'd had enough of his list and opened his drawer, pulling out an article from one of his Aunt's magazines he had managed to pilfer from the rubbish bin. It contained some tips about meditating which, up until now, he hadn't bothered reading.

'The aim of meditation is to bring inner peace within one's self and the world in a positive and spiritual way. The world is not a peaceful place,'

Harry snorted at that, thinking exactly how peaceful the last six years had been for him.

'And within every soul there is some form of tension and stress.'

'Well, I have plenty of that,' Harry laughed softly to himself.

'It is therefore essential to create positive and peaceful thoughts to bring peace to our mind. Meditation is one of the best methods to bring about transformation and nurture the natural qualities within. The best way that we can create that change is to change our thoughts from being negative to positive. The positive discovery about meditation is that we are focusing within our self and becoming free of negativity. Meditation techniques simply involve a process of transforming yourself, your thoughts, and recognising the negative thoughts, and changing them into positive and peaceful thoughts.'

'Wonderful,' Harry dryly thought, 'How exactly am I supposed change seeing Snape kill Dumbledore right in front of me into something positive?'

'The best attitude towards meditation is to be very patient as the mind does not always want to focus. Having a sense of expectation towards positive results can create uncomfortable pressure and thus take away the enjoyment of the experience. By practicing meditation regularly, the person whom meditates gains a wonderful sense of the self.'

Harry sighed as he finished the article before tossing it on the floor, going back to his rather short list. All he had written was the things he felt he needed to learn most of all. Top of the list was to master nonverbal spells, which, he begrudgingly admitted, Snape made him out to be a bit of a fool during their battle. After that came Defence Against the Dark Arts, Charms (as Dumbledore had used that to excellent effect in the Ministry by having the statues blocking curses), Occlumency, Horcruxes, and the final thing on his list was how to detect wards. He figured that there was no point in finding a Horcrux, if he didn't know how to remove whatever charms Voldemort had chosen to use.

Transfiguration, Harry had to admit, wasn't really a top priority for him. While it would be nice to have an animagus form for example, he knew that he wouldn't really have the time to undertake the appropriate training for it. After all, Lupin said it had taken his Dad and Sirius over two years to get it right, and while Harry was older than they were when they started, he had a little cloud with red slits for eyes hanging over him to worry about.

He also doubted exactly how much use Transfiguration would be in a duel. He remembered Hermione and Ron telling him that Cedric had changed a stick into a dog to confuse the dragon in the first task, but that it had taken up a bit of time. And time, Harry knew, wasn't something you could afford to waste when duelling.

Potions was also not on the list, and, though he felt a bit bad for Lupin since he now wouldn't have a steady supply of Wolfsbane anymore, Harry knew he wouldn't really miss it. It was one thing to learn how to make a healing draught, but what enemy would kindly stand by and wait while you assembled the right ingredients? He briefly wondered if Hermione (who was easily the best Potions student in the school) would be able to handle making the Potion for Lupin.

As he made a mental note to ask her at the wedding, a flutter of wings and a hoot signalled the return of Hedwig.

She hooted again, nipping Harry as he removed the letter she was carrying before gratefully drinking some water in her cage, while Harry opened the envelope that, judging by the writing, was from Ron.

Hey mate,

Glad to hear that Dumbledore's words last year have had a good influence on the muggles.

Harry couldn't help but smile at that. The Dursleys had treated him remarkably well since he'd arrived back, though he knew this was most likely due to the fact that he'd never be coming back here this time next week, rather than what Dumbledore had said when he turned up last year.

Bill and Fleur are looking forward to catching up with you again, and Mum's been nearly running off her feet with cooking for it. I swear, the Hogwarts elves could take a few lessons on how much food you can cook in an hour (don't tell Hermione I wrote that, by the way)! Anyway, I haven't been able to find out much about what's going to happen about headquarters, though Mum and Dad both reckon we're right and have taken our suggestions to heart.

This had been one problem that Harry wasn't sure about. Since Dumbledore was now dead, was the Fidelius charm useless, or did it only mean that no one else would be able to enter it? The circumstances surrounding Harry's parents house were different in that it had been destroyed, whereas in Grimmauld Place's case, they (or rather, Hermione, since Harry and Ron hadn't even thought about it) felt that only those who had been granted access previously would be able to return.

Either way, they had discussed the possibility of Snape coming back during the night and torching the place, removing any information that the Order might have left there. The 'suggestions' Ron mentioned in his letter, were to remove all the books, trinkets and things like that to another location thus eliminating that possibility before it could happen. Harry didn't really care where all the stuff was, just as long as it wasn't in Grimmauld Place.

Further to that, though you'd probably deem this to be more important, have you heard back from Hermione regarding young Mr Black? Just asking since I haven't, but I think she'd probably send it to you first anyway, you know how she gets when she has a new research project.

Again, Harry had to smile as he could very much imagine Hermione's eyes lighting up at the prospect of finding out if Sirius' younger brother, Regulus, was the mysterious R.A.B. the letter from the fake locket had referred to. When talking to Dumbledore, the portrait of Phineas Nigellus had interrupted, saying that Regulus' middle name was Alphard. However, from the little Harry knew about Regulus (which consisted of a very brief talk from Sirius), Harry doubted this had been the reason Regulus was killed since Sirius said he had gotten scared and backed out. But, experience told him not to rule out the possibility. After all, everyone had been proven wrong about Sirius betraying Harry's parents.

Harry had sent off a letter to Lupin, asking if he knew what Regulus' writing was like, or knew anyone who did. His old Professor had suggested he talk to Professor McGonagall about it as Regulus was younger than the Marauders and therefore wasn't in any of the same classes. Harry took this as meaning that Sirius talked about Regulus to his friends as much as he had done with Harry himself.

Anyway, I should probably finish this letter since Hedwig looks as though she's eyeing up Pig (you need to train your owl better, mate, I don't want feathers all over my room!), and you are probably starting to doze off with boredom from my rambling. Mum and Dad said that they'd send over Charlie to pick you up on Saturday (that's this Saturday, and if you conveniently 'forget' and make me endure Merlin knows however many hours alone, I'll save You-Know-Who the trouble and kill you myself!), so make sure you're ready at around lunchtime.

See you then, mate!

Ron

Harry smiled as he read the last part of the letter, wondering if Ron would really go to those measures if he didn't turn up. But since Harry had already accepted, he wasn't going to find out. The wedding was on the 26th of July, and Harry only had to last until the 31st before the wards that protected him at Privet Drive ended. After that, and gaining his apparition license, he knew there wasn't going to be many places for him to hide from Voldemort.

But hiding wasn't his intention. It was time for Harry to do what he was born to do; destroy Lord Voldemort. He owed that at the very least to his parents, Cedric, Sirius and Dumbledore.