Speech patterns

"Harry"- thoughts

'Potter'- speech

$Is$- parseltoungue

#Bloody#- canine

^freaking^- feline

*Amazing*- sea life

Yeah- Draconian

Spells- Meh

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It didn't take long for Harry to figure out how to use his control over Hogwarts. He only needed to ask that Hogwarts stop messing with him, show him a secret passage, take him where he wanted to go, etc.

He quickly left the great hall and all its stares behind before asking 'Hogwarts, could you lead me and Hermione to our chamber, please?' As Lord of the Hogwarts, he had his own chambers, where whoever he wanted could enter or once they had been sorted into his house. Meaning Hermione had full access to the room. As for why she had been sorted into that house, well it maybe because of their love bond, or because she had asked to be placed into that house. After all, help always came at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.

Lost in thoughts, I didn't notice we arrived, until Hermione tapped my shoulder, 'We reached.

I walked up to the door, which was huge, doubled and a dark mahogany brown, and pressed my palm against it. The door opened up to a majestic house. 2 stories with a terrace, and 3 bedrooms, each with their own bathroom. The common room was on the ground floor, with a fire place at one end and red, plush and soft sofas located all over the room.

We followed the stairs up to the kitchen and personal dining area. The dining table was big; big enough to seat more than two dozen people, and the kitchen was fully equipped with high tech, muggle cooking devices and all you would need to make food. Looks like I wouldn't need to go to the great hall for every meal after all.

Moving on to the next floor were 2 guest bedrooms, and mine and Hermione's, which was bigger on the inside. It had a giant bed, big enough for around 15 people, which was covered with red sheets. At one corner of the room was a giant walk in closet, where my trunk had been emptied and Hermione's was being emptied by Dobby, head house elf of Potter Manor. I waved to him and continued. On the opposite end was a board with various switches, levers and buttons.

With a little investigation, we found out that they were for various amazing features, like the ones you would find in a very rich muggle's house. On pressing the blue button, a 90 inch TV complete with a surround sound system would come from a wall; the red button would drop a disco ball from the roof, the green one would turn one wall and the roof into glass and so on.

Deciding to save further investigation for later I went to the bathroom to get changed. The bathroom was also humungous, big enough to fit dozen or more people. Cubicles were strategically placed and there were three commodes. In one corner was a huge Jacuzzi and opposite that was a giant tub.

Shrugging, I stripped and stepped into a cubicle and looked at the nozzles. Blazing Hot, Just Right and Freezing Cold.

After my shower I went back to my bedroom and collapsed onto the bed. It was so warm and comfortable; I dropped off to the land of sweet dreams straight away.

He wasn't surprised when Hermione slid into bed next to him, and didn't react more than to wrap his arm around her and pull her close.

That was how they woke the next morning.

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For Harry and Hermione, the first few weeks went by without a hitch. Sirius, a great teacher had already covered their portions till the fifth year, and with Harry's block removed, his previous troubles with magic had faded away. In transfiguration, charms, history of magic, DADA and potions, the two of them competed to see who could get their house the most points and finish the task first. They didn't like Lockheart much, and absolutely refused to do his stupid tests, despite the fact that they lost a few points for it.

Yep, you heard right. Since they had their own house, they also had their own point scheme. At the moment, with barely the first month of school over, they were in the lead, with 239 points and Gryffindor in the end with 6 points.

Apparently, Ron, who still insisted he was Harry's best chum, had tried to barge into his common room only to be told out by a passing Professor Snape for loitering and lost 5 of the 60 points that the Gryffs had, and then another 50 for calling Snape a "snivellous little git." After this incident, all his housemates had abandoned him, except for Percy, Seamus and Dean.

We return to the story with Harry, Hermione and Dumbledore, who was trying to keep his grandfather look up against the combined wit of Harry and Hermione, who used loopholes after loopholes to exploit all his statements and use it against him.

"But Harry, my boy, you must come to the Great Hall." Raising his eyebrow at this display of stupidity as Dumbledore let his mask slip, Harry replied 'And why might that be, Professor?' After Dumbledore finally gave up trying to think of an excuse to tell Harry something that wasn't the illegal charm he placed in the Hall to compel people to follow his orders for a while afterwards, he regarded the two twelve year olds who were managing time after time to outsmart him, he threw forth a legilimency probe at Hermione first, and was shocked when it encountered shields almost as strong on his own. Deciding that Harry's would be weaker, and turning his attention to Harry he redirected his probe at him only to be blown out of that mind and into his own and collapsed at the force of Harry's mental expulsion blast. His last sight were the two almost teens step over him and walk away, only to stop and gasp, leading him to the conclusion that they actually cared about him.

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Harry and Hermione however had a completely different reason to gasp. What they had seen were 2 fifth years having sex. But they weren't moving. The girl was frozen mid moan, and the guy wasn't even blinking.

Hermione then turned to her boyfriend and said, 'what have I told you about petrifying students, Harry?' Harry however, was staring at the wall next to the two petrified students and could only reply 'that wasn't me Mione. I don't harm innocent muggleborns.' Confused, Hermione was about to ask how Harry new they were muggleborns, when Harry tapped her shoulder and pointed at the wall.

Side by side, under the flickering torch light, they read and reread a message written from what looked suspiciously like human blood,

Mudbloods, beware.

Beware for the beast

Of Slytherin has been released.

The Dark Lord will Rise Again.

They sighed, knowing what the other was thinking, "we can't get a break, can we?"

Sorry for not updating for so long, but this was going to shit. In one write, I time skipped to the end of the year where he would face Voldemort just for fun. In another I killed of Harry and let shit happen according to Voldemort's plan. But then I got my shit together and wrote this

P.S. This is me you kachamundi keshav.