"The purpose of life is a life with a purpose."

By the age of 13, Harry had completed all seven years worth of learning. He had become a potions master under Sal and a Transfigurations master under Godric. He had easily bested any who he had ever faced and had quiet the body to prove it. He had learned how to speak four different magical tongues and had quickly been learning some muggle languages as well. How ever the only thing that did not come easily for him was change.

Harry had never liked things to be moved from there place or for anyone to go away because in his words as soon as they left he would need them for something. They only way to be ensured that they person he wanted to stay stayed would be for the person in questioned to be pranked by the mastermind himself.

Flashback:

"Mum do you have to leave. I want you to help we study for my charms test and your the only person here who can help me." Harry wined to his adoptive mother.

"Sweetheart it will only be for the weekend. Two days and I will be back. If you must know I am going to meet a friend of mine that has become quiet successful in life and we are going t have lunch together and catch up on old times." Rowena smiled down at Harry. Harry did not want this person stealing his mom from him so he did the only thing he could think of.

The Great hall was so crowded on Friday morning that you could hardly here yourself think. This was the perfect opportunity to pull a prank. That was just what Harry did.

"So Sal, what do you think about the muggle who wrote about Merlin in the book about Author. A total coswallup in my opinion." Rowena spoke to her friend.

"I agreessss." Pop! Where Salazar Slytherin was sitting now slithered a great green snake.

"Oh, goodness. Godric!" Rowena saw her to friends Godric and Helga, who was next to him, turn into a lion and a badger respectively.

"Mummy what has happened to Aunt Helga and the others?" said Harry with a perfect smile on his face.

"Like you don't know. Where is your grandfather maybe he can right this before I leave?" Rowena snapped back

"Remember he is in a remote place in Germany trying to find the cure for the snifflesphobic disorder. Hey told us not to call unless someone died. I guess you will just have to miss your meeting." Harry said with a happy smile on his face

End Flashback:

Harry sat on the edge of a flight of stairs watching the other students bustling around. They where talking about the winter ball coming up for the third years and above. Some girls chatted on about the new robe shop in the little village down the road. While the upper classmen boys heavily discussed about the up coming Huffelpuff versus Slytherin quittich game. What Harry would do to be like them. Sure Harry was a "major heart throb" and all the guys knew that messing with him was a death wish but no one was his true friend. He felt a presents coming up to sit besides him on the step and saw the understanding purple eyes of his grandfather looking down at what he was viewing.

"You know that you are just like them. You have a family that loves you, a mother that would go to hell and back to make sure you were safe and a knack for getting into all sorts of trouble." At this, Harry had to smile.

"But, Grandfather they are not classified with the word super powerful all knowing genius on their foreheads. They can live their life just making sure that they get a A or better on their next test or about the pop quiz Helga plans to give after diner they get to sit curled up by their common room fire and snuggle up next to someone who likes them back and not an immanent object. I love you all but sometimes I wish to be normal." Harry spoke softly but you could hear the hurt in his voice as he finished his speech.

"The thing is Harry what is normal. Are you sure, you wan to be like them when you already are the best person you could be. To me you are pretty special and I love you just the way you are. Do you remember the sword I gave you all those long years ago?"

"Of course, but mother has it under lock and key and I have not seen or touched it since then. I am sure I can get it out of her rooms by tomorrow morn."

"Hold I their sonny. I want you to take that sword a go. Run away from it all. I always did it when I was you age. You take the sword and go on the next great adventure I your life. Leave us old fart bags alone and see what it is like to take risks. I promise you will not regret it. Go learn about Magic. Not what we taught you here. Throw that out the window and see what it is I feel when I use all my powers. Because my boy you will sure need them for the future when you will have to face troubles you can not imagine."

Merlin looked at his grandson he had come to love and knew it was time for him to learn his on way. Rowena may not like it but Harry had grown up and fast. She would soon have to tell him about his past. After his trip, most definitely, we should not shatter his reality before shipping him off. Bright green eyes stared at him before looking at the ground.

"I guess I will have to go pack my bags then." And with that the rest of Harry Potter's life had begun.