I would like to point out that I redid this chapter 7 times to try to find a way to do this without it seeming too rushed. Anyway, on to the story. See me at the bottom. Important poll stuff.

That night in the common room:

"You know Harry, if we keep sneaking off together at night, people are going to start getting suspicious. Then are relationship will no longer be a secret," Tonks said casually.

"What? Since when is this a relationship? I distinctly remember you telling me to conquer half the broom closets in the castle," Harry replied, thinking he won the small verbal jab.

"I'm an adventurous girl, I may just have you scouting out a third addition to this lovely duo. I believe that's called a Ménage à trois, no?" she popped back with a French accent towards the end. This caused Harry to blush and stutter heavily, finally causing him to admit defeat.

"Where are we going anyway?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Through this portrait is a secret passageway to the trophy room. We shouldn't need to go anywhere out of there. Filch doesn't bother leaving the dungeons until later in the night. Plus, I have a note from McGonagall to let me out after curfew to do this. I'll just say you were helping me or something."

"With what? Pushing your eyes back in your head when they pop out from thinking? Lucky me," he joked.

"Oh, ha. Ha. Very funny," she then looked back at me with an almost perfect impression of Professor Snape, "10 points from Hufflepuff."

"Yeah, whatever."

"Here we are, hairball," she said back in her normal voice. "My own little slice of paradise. You'll have to get your own I'm afraid. I'm not opposed to renting out a room though. The price is high though," she winked suggestively.

"Hmph, I don't think I can afford it then," he bluffed.

"I'm sure we can work something out."

"Listen, I'm not going to be reduced to a slave for your pleas- oh. You were making a joke. It's kind of hard to see your reactions in a place that could be Godric Gryffindor's grave. You'd think you would clean this place some since you come here a bit."

"Hey, I'll have you know that I'm an excellent housewife. I can cook, clean, and do things that would blow your mind. Amongst other things at least," she said with a prissy accent.

"Sure, you can. I'm actually a muggle that showed Professor McGonagall a card trick and was instantly enrolled for discovering a new form of magic."

"It's nice to know you think so highly of me, Mr. Evans. Maybe I should send you back to the muggle street I found you at since you've revealed your greatest secret," said the mentioned teacher, walking through the entrance.

"Oh, Professor. I was just- "Harry stuttered out before being interrupted.

"That's a good one Minnie. I haven't heard you make a joke in… well ever," Tonks said laughing. She then turned to Harry putting on an innocent face. "Did I forget to mention that she was going to be joining us tonight to checkup on our progress?"

"Yeah, you di- "Harry tried again.

"I've told you to address me as my proper name many times, Nymphadora. Should I just give you and Mr. Evans here a weeks detention with Professor Snape to get the point across?"

"Wait I didn't do any- "

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say. So what brings you here so early, usually I have some warmup time before you check in?" Tonks interrupted Harry once again. At this point Harry had given up on trying to talk and was transfiguring a cloth into a piece of paper and had titled it 'The Last Will of a Hopeless Wizard.'

"Well, the alert wards in the passage you used informed me of two people walking through it. I had figured that someone finally had caught on to what you were doing and was coming to find out who it was," McGonagall then turned to Harry, "Why are you here Mr. Evans? I doubt that you came here solely for Nymphadora's conversation."

"It's Tonks," the mentioned girl mumbled.

"Well, I was interested in her metamorphmagus ability. It seems to clash with Laffan's rule of human transfiguration."

"I'm assuming your talking about his theory on bodily transfiguration and not his work on Animagus. It states that small transfigurations could not be maintained on a wizard for extended periods of time. This is true in most cases, except for the case of a metamorphmagus. The actual reason is relatively unknown. There simply hasn't been enough recorded cases to do an in-depth study. I personally believe in the opinion that something has caused a metamorphmagus' magical core to become more magically volatile then the average witch or wizards. This makes most metamorphmagus able do extraordinarily powerful magic, but lack the finesse needed to control it. Of course, constant practice of the skill will help adjust each metamorphmagus to their specific cores. It just may take longer then the normal witch or wizard."

"What causes the actual ability to occur in witches and wizard though?" Harry asked.

"Once again there just isn't enough to know for certain. Perhaps an exposure or trauma during the pregnancy. What I would like to know is what you are doing reading into Laffan. That is 5th year material for some of my most advanced students. Something that most first years wouldn't make heads or tales of," she said trying to simply change back the piece of paper into the cloth with the normal incantation but failing. "I would also like to know how you transfigured this piece of paper."

"Well, I was looking around in the library and found the theory and figured it was good to get ahead. As for the piece of paper, I focused less on changing the cloth into paper. I was trying to make the paper the base instead of the cloth."

"Well, this is above any work of any of my second-year classes. Maybe even my third. Would you mind joining me tomorrow at breakfast and showing the Headmaster this?"

"Um, do I have to? I'd rather not draw too much attention to myself," he mumbled.

"Yes, I would prefer it if you would. I can arrange to do it before breakfast if that would help any?"

"I guess that would be alright."

"Ew, I feel like I'm in Ravenclaw's common room again. All this smart talk," Tonks said.

"And what were you doing in Ravenclaw's common room exactly?" McGonagall asked with a smirk.

"On to the lesson then," Tonks changed the subject. McGonagall then recorded the progress that Tonks had made, but Harry was too preoccupied to notice. He was feeling anxious at having another meeting with the headmaster so soon after the last one.

-Time skip, the next morning in front of the Headmaster's office-

"Good morning, Mr. Evans. I suppose that you are ready to meet with the Headmaster?" McGonagall asked.

"As ready as I can be. Does he know we are coming?"

"No, I planned on giving him a pleasant surprise this morning."

"It'll be a surprise for sure," Harry mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Nothing Professor. Let's go see the headmaster."

McGonagall then gave the gargoyle the password and led Harry up the stairs. Harry's palms were sweating at this point and he gripped his wand nervously out of habit. McGonagall then knocked on his door and waited.

"You may enter," called the Headmaster's voice. He had a face of amusement on when McGonagall walked through the door, but immediately fell when he saw Harry. "I suppose this isn't old friends visiting then, is it Professor."

"Oh, I think you are going to be quite surprised at what I am about to tell you. Will you please take a seat Harry." McGonagall said.

"You seem to be in my office too much lately, my boy. What is it that you have to report Minerva?" Dumbledore said with an emotionless face.

"To put it bluntly, I don't think Mr. Potter should be at Hogwarts anymore." This shocked Harry, causing him to tense up and grip his wand tighter. Dumbledore then shot to his feet, hand twitching towards his wand.

"And why would that be, Minerva?"

"He is much too advanced for the other students here. He preformed a transfiguration last night that most students wouldn't be able to do when they graduate." Dumbledore relaxed slightly, picking up his wand. He then summoned a decent sized chunk of a bolder in his office and placed it next to his wand.

"Would you please demonstrate this transfiguration, Harry," Dumbledore ordered more then asked.

"With all due respect, sir, the school's books say that you can't transfigure an object that another person summons if it is larger than a large textbook," Harry said, "It would take too much energy and would only give you a partial transfiguration at the best."

"The school books do say that. You and I know that there are ways around that though," Dumbledore gave Harry a deadpanned look.

"Now Albus, you can't expect him to- "McGonagall started only to be interrupted.

"I'll do it," Harry stated with a resolve. He then took out his wand and began to move his wand in a complex motion while keeping one thought on his mind. To both McGonagall's and Dumbledore's amazement, the jagged rock began to reduce in size and smooth along the edges. After almost two minutes of preforming various wand movements, a rock statue of Harry stood there. An almost perfect copy except for his scar. After taking a second to catch his breath, Harry began to chant and move his wand again, slowly turning the rock into marble. At this point, Dumbledore had dropped his wand in shock and McGonagall held her mouth open.

"Albus," she whispered.

"I know," the old wizard then motioned for Harry to stop and summoned his wand back to his hand, undoing the transfigurations and banishing the rock back where it was summoned in a matter of a minute. At this point Harry had sat back down and was panting heavily. "There are some things you should know about our young friend here, Minerva," he said catching his train of thought, "First of all, Mr. Potter here is a metamorphmagus. Secondly, I gave him my book from the transfiguration guild less then a week ago and he seems to have made it a good way through the first series of lessons. Thirdly, he has been invited to join three guilds since he arrived at Hogwarts. The transfiguration guild, by my own invitation. Professor Flitwick has discussed inviting him to the Charms guild, but ultimately decided on private tutoring. The Battlemages Guild, Espionage Branch has also attempted to contact Mr. Potter before he ever arrived. They have offered to give him a full education in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Dueling, and partial education in charms."

"Wait, why wasn't I informed of this?" Harry asked.

"Unfortunately, I wanted you to have as normal of a life as you could while here. This doesn't seem to be an option anymore. Your teachers have come to me multiple times to talk of your exemplary work, and even Severus said you were not useless. Minerva is the third teacher to recommend an advancement in your education, so I am complied to tell you of other options by the school's charter. Although you are in a contract with the transfiguration guild, this is a special circumstance that can exempt you from it. Now, other advanced schooling options include the enchanters, alchemy, and necromancy guild. I have no current way of contacting the necromancy at this moment though. I implore you to stay at Hogwarts and continue your education here, but it is ultimately your decision."

"Wow, this is... a lot. Do I have to make a decision now, or can I think on it first?"

"Take as much time as you need. Offers like this do not expire and are not easily revoked. Chances are you could attend them all over the next 10 or so years."

"Okay Headmaster. Am I dismissed?" Harry asked.

"Go ahead Harry. I just need to talk with Minerva for a moment," Harry then left the room and Dumbledore began to massage his temples. A grimace on his face.

"This is an amazing opportunity for him Albus, why the hesitation?" McGonagall asked.

"He reminds me of another student I taught a long time ago. In the words of Ollivander, he did many great things. Terrible, but great things indeed."

Woah, so my first great plot twist has arrived. I told you that this would be a new idea for Harry Potter stories. Now, this is where it gets interesting. I'm going to post a poll of the different places that Harry can go and YOU will decide. So make sure you go to my profile and vote it up. Next chapter Harry will be discussing his options with Tonks, Susan, and one surprising teacher. Like, I just thought of it while I made this AN it's so surprising. Comment who you think it is in the comments. Don't forget to review, rage, rant, fav, and follow.

This is Cloaked Protagonist,

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