Good evening fanfiction, I would like to start off by thanking everyone for the reviews! They make it easier to write and they give me ideas and inspiration so know that I am taking them into consideration as I type up my stories :) Here is the latest chapter of the story it's a bit longer than the last one. Hope you enjoy and also I'd like to remind everyone that I do not own Harry Potter and anyone else from the books or movies, J.K. Rowling does.

Meetings and schedules

It was a beautifully Sunday afternoon at Elmwood and Reynolds had decided to stop by at lunch to check in with Harry and to bring him news on what was going on back home. He found out that people had begun to lose faith in Fudge because of all the controversy. Everything was going good and they were joking around until he asked her what she was doing tomorrow. At this her expression turned annoyed as she said "I have a meeting with Amelia Bones tomorrow morning at one a.m., it'll be seven in the morning over there; she's the head of magical law enforcement in Britain. We're going to be discussing your charges getting dropped. At one in the morning..."

"Oh, i'm sorry about that, the timing sucks, why not have it the meeting later...or earlier, or whatever. Where are you going to be meeting at?" This intrigued him in more way than one. Maybe I could get to go home now, although do I really want to? I could really use the break…maybe I could at least get Hedwig and my stuff…

"Because i'm not high on the political food chain, therefore I get to be inconvenienced. Oh well, we're going to meet in Britain, the time change is going to blow harder than a two dollar hooker…" She muttered the last bit under her breath and Harry didn't think he was supposed to hear that, so he attempted to hide his grin and failed miserably. Her jokes were very dry and she integrated it along with sarcasm into serious conversations. They were meant to be just that, a joke; however they were always hard truths and could hurt if taken seriously. Continuing with her story, "anyhow…then we're going to her office at the Ministry of Magic. The minister himself might be joining us but hopefully not. I don't exactly look forward to kissing someone's ass just because of who they are."

This was the opportunity he'd been waiting for so he asked; "While you're there could you do me a favor? Arthur Weasley, he's my best friend's father, he works for the office of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts, could you please give him a letter for me?"

Shrugging because it didn't inconvenience her in any way "Of course, do you have it written?"

"No I don't…give me one second." Harry quickly pulled a sheet of parchment towards him and grabbed a quill. Writing as fast as possible while still trying to keep it legible, he wrote:

Mr. Weasley,

I'm doing well over here, sorry about the confusion that I'm sure this caused. After I got the letter from the ministry saying I had been expelled from Hogwarts I panicked and I lost control of my magic. I apparated! I ended up in the states, I don't know why, maybe it's because they're the world police and they don't mind going toe-to-toe with anyone. I ended up in the sticks because all I could think of was somewhere safe and quiet and what's safer than the middle of nowhere. It's a really safe place if you're white and you're not a democrat…yeah, the older people can be pretty racist…it's hilarious. I hope everything is going good back home and tell Ron and Hermione that I'm sorry I can't join them at school this year and that I miss them. Also is there anyway someone can give Agent Reynolds my trunk and Hedwig, it would be nice to have a piece of home here.

Thank you, stay safe and keep in touch.

-Harry

Once he finished he did a quick once over, folded it, and proceeded to hand it over. "Thank you very much, this means a lot."

With a wave of her hand, "It's all good. That's why I'm here. To babysit and deliver messages, it's always been my dream job."

They continued to talk for a couple hours about her job and about the country. She also encouraged him to study on his own rather than waiting to be taught, "Life lesson: no one will care more about your future than yourself." He took that to heart and when she left decided he was going to do just that. He wanted to become a powerful wizard so he was going to have to start trying.

The next morning

Amelia Bones stood waiting in the ministry's entrance hall for the U.S. representative to show up. She just wanted to get this whole ordeal over with. The whole thing had blown up into an international incident and she couldn't believe it had gotten this far. If what the papers were saying were true than this would expose the ministry as corrupt and negligent. She wouldn't let that happen, if this meeting was going to go the way she feared than she would lead the Wizengamot to force Fudge to step down. She was so enthralled in her thoughts that she didn't even notice someone had walked up to her until the person had started introducing herself to her.

"Good morning Mrs. Bones, I hope that your day has been well so far. I am here today as an ambassador for the U.S.D.O.W. to discuss the topic of one 'Potter, Harrison James."

Reaching out her hand and shaking it she replied good naturedly, "It's a pleasure to meet you –" She paused waiting for a reply.

"Agent Reynolds, agent or just Reynolds is fine."

"Reynolds it is. My day has been just fine thank you for asking. Let's hope that we can resolve this as quickly as possible and put this unfortunate misunderstanding behind us. Shall we?" And with that said they continued into the heart of the ministry and down several corridors before entering her office.

"Would you like some tea?"

"No thank you, I don't drink tea…it's a cultural thing."

"Alright, let's get down to business." They talked for several hours about what had transpired that night at number four privet drive and about the events shortly followed. She was shocked to find that the American papers were telling the truth and that the agent had the memories with her to back it up. It truly was a huge misunderstanding but the part that jumped out to her the most was: why were there dementors in a muggle neighborhood? That was something only someone from within the ministry could have ordered. The only person she could think of that was openly against Potter was the minister himself but he wouldn't? Or would he?

"Thank you Ms. Reynolds for your time. I can't promise that we will drop the charges as the minister of magic set them himself. What I can promise is that I will personally be investigating this and make sure that the right people are properly punished."

"Thank you ma'am for your understanding, and i'm sorry for the difficult spot you've been placed in."

She gave a short chuckle before replying, "That's the job, it's not always pleasant or easy, but, it's the job."

They exchanged goodbyes and the agent left her in her office to think over what had just happened and what she was going to do about it.

Reynolds was pleased with the way the meeting had went, it was very civil and it was quick, the best kind. As she was leaving she remembered her promise to Potter and she went over to the front desk to ask where she could find Arthur's office. The man behind the desk was nice enough, he told her exactly how to get there and that he probably just got back from lunch.

As she got off the elevator she walked down the hall and knocked on the door that she was told was his and she entered. There sitting in a room that was the size of a closet was a middle aged man with balding red hair. He had been playing with a radio before she came in and had put it down when she did.

"Good afternoon ma'am, how may I help you?"

She turned around and shut the door; she had to squeeze in awkwardly to do so. She then Took the letter out of her pocket and held it at her side as she said in a quiet voice, "Good afternoon to you too sir. I'm an employee at the United States Department of Magic and I'm here today on behalf of Harrison Potter." Arthur stared at her in shock at her revelation. "He's fine, he's safe, and he's also asked that I give you this. " She lifted the letter which had been at her side and handed it over to Mr. Weasley. He smiled as he read the paper and then looked back to her.

"Thank you very much, Ms.?"

"Reynolds."

"Reynolds. You don't have a first name?"

"Agent."

Deciding not to push the matter he continued. "How long are you going to be here for, because I can get him his stuff but I'll need to talk to some people first?"

"I can stay as long as I need to."

"Great. Can you meet me at lunch tomorrow at the Leaky Cauldron, it's in London?"

"I can do that."

Later that night

The Order meeting was in the middle of discussing what they should give him or if they should send people to monitor him.

"If we get caught on U.S. soil spying on one of their schools, there is no measure to how cataclysmic the results would be. For that individual, the ministry and the order!" Emmeline Vance shouted over all the arguing.

"Well we have to do something, that poor boy is all alone. He has to be terrified right now!" Screeched Molly, at this Sirius replied; "I agree with Molly! We should go protect him, however I disagree that he's sacred. He's not a little boy Molly!"

"Oh and I suppose you know him better than I do?"

"Perhaps, or maybe you just don't know him as well as you would like to think."

"Well isn't that the pot calling the kettle black! You don't know him at all! You knew James not Harry, they aren't the same person."

"I know that!"

"Do you?"

This went on for several minutes along with several other arguments before Dumbledore finally had enough. "Enough! Why can't we ever get through a meeting without everyone going for each other's throats?" Everyone was silent as they got reprimanded like a bunch of school children.

"Now, why don't we just ask Ms. Reynolds if she'd be willing to take a person to Harry? Just say that you don't trust just anyone with his stuff and insist that you hand it to him. That way we can at least get eyes on and know without a shadow of a doubt that he's safe, and we can give him a way to communicate with us."

Everyone thought about that and they all agreed that it was a good plan, but who would go?

"Obviously someone he trusts." At that Molly stood up and offered to go but Dumbledore didn't think it was wise for anyone who worked for the ministry to go or anyone married to anyone at the ministry to go. This had to be a person who wasn't affiliated with the ministry and who wouldn't pose a threat to the agent. That left three people.

First Sirius, but that was out of the question because he was wanted and getting captured wasn't worth the risk. Second was Severus, also out of the question on so many levels, Harry didn't trust him and he was currently at a meeting with Voldemort and his death eaters. Finally it came down to Lupin, he had been working on getting werewolves to join the order and was having no success. They decided that Lupin was the best option and that he would be the one to accompany Reynolds to Harry.

The next day

Lupin had retrieved Harry's trunk from his aunts house and had shrunk it down to the size of a ring box and it was now in his pocket. Hedwig was in a cage next to him with a sheet draped over it so no one could see the owl. He and Arthur sat at a corner table at the Leaky Cauldron and waited for her to arrive, they had been waiting for forty-five minutes when she finally arrived. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting to long, we never specified the time, just lunch." Looking from Arthur to his companion she asked, "Who's this?"

He politely answered "This is Remus Lupin and he's a good friend of Harry's."

Remus extended his hand and kindly introduced himself to her. After introductions were made, Remus told her that even though she seemed trustworthy he didn't want to hand the stuff over to just anyone. They debated for a good while, in fact so long that Arthur had to go back to work or he was going to be late. Finally she conceded to his wishes and agreed to escort him to give Harry his things. She pulled a pen out of her pocket and asked him to grab on as she turned it into a portkey.

It was the longest trip through a portkey ever. Remus felt like he'd just been hit by the night-bus, he looked at his wrist-watch and noticed several minutes had gone by. Hedwig was in a fury in her cage at the indignation of the uncomfortable method of travel. He asked her what time it was here and she replied it was seven in the morning, and as he looked around he could see the students walking around the campus probably about to go to class or breakfast.

"If you'd come this way please.." She trailed off as she began to walk away. They walked in silence across the school grounds and as they did he tried to gain some information on her. She was in her early twenties and about 5'7", she had honey colored eyes and light brown hair and she was also a very serious individual. As he continued to follow her in silence he tried to strike up a conversation in an attempt to build a rapport, "So where you from?"

"America."

"Ok, what's your first name?"

"Agent."

"Do you have any siblings?"

"A few."

"Do they have names?"

"Of course."

"And they are?"

"Siblings."

She said all her answers in a bored voice and he decided that he wasn't going to get anywhere so he too dropped the subject. They entered a building which he figured out was the dorms and they climbed three flights of stairs before arriving at a door. They knocked and waited. After a few seconds the door opened and Harry stood before them half dressed in his school uniform. He stood and stared at Remus in disbelief for a few more seconds before he snapped out of his daze and rushed at Remus giving him a huge bone crushing bear hug that could rival Mrs. Weasley's hugs.

"Remus! It's so good to see you!" This did three things to Remus; first, it knocked the wind out of him. Secondly, it surprised him, Harry had never hugged him before. Thirdly, it made him drop Hedwig and once her cage hit the ground the bird started freaking out all over again.

The sound of a distressed Hedwig made Harry jump, causing him to let go of his former teacher. Remus watched Harry as he picked up his beloved owl and brought her into his room, "Come in, come in."

As they entered he looked around at Harry's quarters which was nice in size but had yet to be personalized. As he looked back at Harry he was amused to find that he was sitting on his bed with Hedwig's cage on his lap. He was currently trying to coax her into letting him pet her, she however just keep nipping at him for the hell she went through to get here.

"I also brought your trunk," he pulled it out of his pocket and with a tap of his wand the trunk was restored to its original size. "It's good to see you again Harry, you had us all worried."

Harry turned back to Remus and beamed, "It's good to see you too! I have so much stuff to tell you and so man-" he stopped as he just realized what he had been doing before he was interrupted, "Do you know how long you're going to be here?"

The question was completely off subject but expected nonetheless, however Remus didn't know the answer to that so he turned to look at Reynolds for an answer. She looked thoughtful for a moment as she thought about what her boss would say before replying. "He can stay as long as you'd like, as long as I know he's here and can watch to make sure he doesn't try anything funny. Don't worry I can watch from a distance much like that of a stalker, you won't even notice me."

"Is that cool with you professor?"

This made him chuckle it was amusing because Ron and Hermione still sometimes call him that, but at the same time it made him sad that Harry didn't see him as a friend. Then again, he didn't really know Harry so that wasn't to be unexpected either. That's something i'm going to rectify. "Harry it's just Remus, I'm not your teacher anymore, and yes that's fine."

"Great! Thank you so much for bringing my stuff and we'll catch up later today because I have to finish getting ready for class." He looked genuinely happy to see Remus and that made him happy too.

"Alright after school then." With that decided they exchanged their goodbyes and left Harry to get ready for school. Once they left Remus and Reynolds began their trek back to the apparation point on the other side of campus, about halfway there Reynolds spoke "If I could get you to come back to my office I can get you a visitors pass that would be very beneficial. It would make your presence here legal."

Remus shook his head up and down and asked, "Okay, so how long can I stay?"

"It all depends, your presence shouldn't be a big deal as long as you're cleared by my boss."

"Okay just one more question, I have a dog...can a bring him?"

She thought about for a moment before replying, "Like I said if my boss clears you, I observe from a respectable distance to make sure he's truely safe then...I don't see why not."

Pleased with himself and with her answers they apparated out of the school back to her office to get started on his visitors pass.

Later that day

Harry was in a very good mood today, even though he hadn't been getting much sleep lately and was dead tired, he had gotten to see a familiar face, and one that came bearing good news. He got his personal possessions back and he got his beloved Hedwig back and her presence elated him more than anything else could have. Well that's not true, maybe if they were on a beach and their reunification had been at sunset... in slow motion and with some cheesy dramatic music playing…and also if the person that brought him Hedwig had been a scantily clad big breasted woman also in slow motion…that would have been perfect.

While thinking Harry was in la-la-land thinking of the big breasted woman, a note was given to him by a first year, "Hey Harry, I was told to give this to you." The little kid stared at him in aw for a moment and then scampered off, not everyone was able to look passed his scar, the younger kids thought he was a celebrity but the others were all like Matthew. Opening the note he read:

Mr. Potter,

Please report to the guidance councilors office.

-Mr. Kelly

As he finished reading the note he was baffled about what this could be about. He'd never been called to a guidance councilor's office before; hell Hogwarts didn't even have a guidance councilor. Huffing from irritation he picked up his bag and began his journey to the guidance councilor. Once he arrived he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Resounded from the inside of the room, so Harry obliged the command and came in. It was a small office with a decent size rosewood desk in the middle of the room. In front of the desk were two comfy chairs with their backs to the door, and behind the desk was a large bookshelf that extended from one side of the wall to the other. In-between the book shelf and the desk was a comfy looking brown-leather swivel chair, and sitting in that chair was the guidance councilor. Upon further investigation Harry saw a name plate on the desk which read: Mr. Timothy Kelly.

The man stood as Harry walked in and he offered Harry his hand, which Harry took and politely shook. "Thank you for meeting with me today Harry, I know how busy you must be with getting settled in." After a short pause Mr. Kelly slightly jumped as if he just remembered something important, "Oh how rude of me, please take a seat so we can begin." As Harry sat Mr. Kelly pulled out some documents and began to read; "Now, Harry it has come to my attention that you haven't filled out your elective courses."

"Electives?" Harry wasn't aware that was something he was supposed to do.

"Yes electives, you already have your core classes; charms, transfiguration, DT, and potions but you need to fill the other four." Without missing a beat he continued. "We have ancient runes, muggle studies, arithmancy, divination, history, and herbology. According to your training records you've taken: care for magical creatures, divination, astronomy, herbology, and history. Some of these may have been mandatory at your previous school, but here these classes are considered electives and you don't have to continue them. Instead if you so chose, you can start a new class."

"Won't that make O.W.L.'s difficult?"

"Well as far as your electives go you could test on them next year, you could just not test on them at all, or if you think you're ready you could test out of them. Remember, you only need an A to pass.

He was seriously considering this, dropping out of divination would be nice. As he weighed his options Mr. Kelly spoke back up, "Well put it this way, what do you Harry want to do with your life after school?"

What do I want to do? That was a good question and it stumped him. He had never thought about that, his whole life had been survive to the next day, nothing ever long term. As he thought this he also thought what he knew, Madeye Moody had been an auror… that was cool, he thought of Remus and how much fun he made class and he thought he would enjoy inspiring youth. Letting out a deep sigh he replied "I don't know, the only things that sound interesting to me would be an auror or a teacher…but the latter would be when I get older and have more experience."

"Hmm, both are very respectable career options. We have several clubs you might be interested in joining, for more information you can ask any of the students or teachers and I'm sure they'd be glad to help. Also, technically there are no requirements to be an auror as long as you have four NEWTS, but the recommended classes would be: Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, and of course Defensive Tactics. So that would take care of half the school year, any thoughts on what you'd like to do for the second?"

Contemplating his future he finally decided that he no longer wished to take divination, he didn't think he could take two continents telling him he was doomed. He'd never liked history and the class always put him to sleep, although that was more Professor Binns fault than the subject itself. However, he'd met the teacher here and he was an interesting character, with that in mind he decided to keep history. He also had also decided to continue herbology since it had proven useful in dangerous situations such as the devil's snare they had come face to face with first year. That still left two slots.

For some reason Voldemort has painted a target on me. I'm always going to be in danger or in close proximity to it. I need to be a great wizard if I want to stay alive...

With that in mind he decided what he wanted to do. "Sir, I would like to expand my knowledge on defense and on magic on a whole. I'm already taking DT but is there any way I could take extra DT classes or something of that nature?"

This excited Mr. Kelly,"Ohh, you'd like independent study? Hmm… if you can find an instructor we can give you two independent studies. One can be on your A schedule and the other on your B schedule. Any questions before I let you go?" He was currently writing Harry's brand new schedule with much vigor and excitement. Someone really enjoys their job…

"Yes just one, does the instructor have to be a teacher at this school?"

"Well no, as long as he or she is an adult and isn't a current student then it can be anyone of your choosing."

Many thoughts popped into Harry's head the first begin Remus Lupin, who was by far the best teacher he ever had. The second being Reynold's, she was a qualified auror which was what he thought he might like to do, and she was very smart from what he had seen.

Pleased with the outcome of this meeting he replied, "Yes sir I can find the instructors."

Smiling, Mr. Kelly handed Harry his new schedule and replied, "Good to hear, when you get the instructor be sure to inform me so I can make sure it's legit."

Harry thanked the councilor and left his office. As he left he stopped in the hallway and read his updated schedule:

1st Semester:

1st block: Charms

2nd block: History

Lunch : 11:00 - 11:55

3rd block: Transfiguration

4th block: Independent study

2nd Semester:

1st block: Herbology

2nd block: Defensive Tactics

Lunch : 11:00 – 11:55

3rd block: Potions

4th block: Independent Study

Sorry for the wait I've been very busy lately! I know Hogwarts wasn't in this one but it will be in the next. This one was kind of a 'filler' for chapter, and I was writing while I was writing chapter seven so hopefully i'll have the next one up by tomorrow. Fingers crossed :) Please remember to leave a review in the comment box located at the bottom of the story.