Christmas at Durskaban

I must give credit for The Potter institute for Sorcery and spells To the unbelievably talented fan fic artist Robst. I would recommend any and all of his work.

Also thank you all for the response to this story.

The day of the third task Harry arrived at Hogwarts very early, and sat down to breakfast at the Gryffindor table. Ron of course was not happy with Harry and had to tell him about it.

"Harry, why would you leave us like that?"

He looked at Ron and shook his head.

"Ron, I found out a few things and as long as Dumbledore is here, other than this task, I will not be returning."

Ron was about to add some information That Dumbledore was keeping under wraps.

"Mom told me Dumbledore, just pushed a law through the Wizengamot that all magical children must be educated at Hogwarts if they reside in England."

Harry smiled at this, He said nothing but his thoughts were 'My house outside Villa Real, Spain will work nicely', and it is big enough to create my new school.

"Ron, I'll tell you now that will not be a problem for me."

Ron looked at Harry as if he had lost his mind.

"But you'll be breaking the law." He said incredulously.

Harry laughed let me worry about that Ron."

Breakfast was finished and the students headed off to class. Meanwhile Harry was on a mission only to be interrupted by Dumbledore. In the entrance hall, he stopped Harry.

"Harry my boy, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here after tonight's task, and Hermione will need to return today or have her wand snapped."

Harry just laughed in the old fools face. "We found out about your new law Sir. We are residents of Spain now. After the task, we will not be returning. Except to promote our new school, the Potter Institute of Sorcery and Spells. It will be the premier school of magic in the world. One other thing Headmaster, the Horcrux in my head is gone. I will not be dieing as you planed!" With that he walked away from the Headmaster with a spring in his step.

Harry headed for the room of requirement, and entered making sure no one followed him. He followed the memory of Voldemort, and found the diadem of Ravenclaw. The dagger he had was impregnated with basilisk venom. He raised the dagger and plunged it into the diadem. The resulting scream and backlash he was sure could be heard all over the school, so he exited quickly, and went straight to the library to wait for the two hours until lunch. About fifteen minutes later, the Weasley Parents walked in to talk with him.

"Harry, where have you been? We've been so worried." Mrs. Weasley was imploring him.

Harry just smiled. "I moved to one of my homes and arranged private tutors, for Hermione and myself. We are already doing N.E.W.T. Level work; in fact I passed my DADA Newt tests last week."

Mrs. Weasley was not going to be put off that easily.

"What about Hogwarts and your friends here?"

Harry was smiling at this question. "Stick around for lunch in the Great Hall." That was all he would tell them.

Mr. Weasley had another question. "Are you ready for the task tonight Harry?"

Harry just kept smiling. "If you're going to bet put this on me." He handed Mr. Weasley a sack with one hundred galleons in it. "Just don't bet with Bagman."

Harry then saw Dean Thomas walking into the library. "Excuse me Mr. and Mrs. Weasley I see someone I need to talk too."

He walked over to the table where Dean had just sat down. "Hi Dean."

Dean responded, "Hello Harry, long time huh!"

Harry looked at dean with a smile, he knew his parents were having a hard time with his tuition to Hogwarts and had an Idea.

"How would you like to finish your schooling with free tuition?"

Of course Dean's eyes lit up like the sun just peaking over the horizon. "What do you need Harry?"

Harry whispered in Deans ear so no one else could hear him, then finished with. "Can you do it by lunch time? I'll use a gemino charm to make us all we need and you get to be the first enrollee free!"

Dean put on a big smile. "Meet you in the entry way just before lunch, It'll be ready."

Albus Dumbledore was sitting in his office, sweat pouring off his brow. Harry knew everything, and would not be returning to Hogwarts, he knew the boy was to be kidnapped from the final task to resurrect Tom. If the boy got away all would be lost. He had set up Harry to die then he the great Dumbledore would come in and finish the job, and get the accolades he had missing over the years since the child defeated Riddle before.

The years with his relatives, he designed to punish the child for taking away his hero status. He had tried to get him killed setting thinks up in the school to look like accidents. He would put a trace on the boy tonight and be assured both Riddle and Harry Potter died at his hand tonight. It would be made to look like Harry died in the cross fire.

Lunch in the Great Hall arrived. Harry and Dean waited until all were seated. They walked to the front of the Great Hall and stood in front of the teachers table deliberately standing in front of Dumbledore.

Harry put his wand to his throat placing a sonorus charm on himself. "May I have your attention a moment please?" He pointed his wand at the large stack of parchment in Deans hands. The parchment flew around the room depositing one in front of each person in the Great Hall. "I am here to announce that I am now competing for a new school. The Potter Institute for Sorcery and Spells. We have one hundred slots open, we will accept only the best students so send your records with your application. We have no care for your blood status it means nothing to us. If you are a Blood bigot, do not even bother you will be rejected as that alone proves stupidity. For those worried about costs we are waving all tuition for your first year. I hope to see the best of the best of you next year. Thank you!"

Harry and dean then walked out of the Great Hall. Harry handed Dean a coin, pointed his wand at it and said Portus. He looked at dean and said. "Walk to the gates, hold the Port key and say Potter Home, you do not want to be on the grounds, Dumbledore will be here in just moments so you better hurry."

Dumbledore came scurrying onto the grounds just moments later calling after Harry. Harry just continued towards the quiditch pitch as if he had not heard the old fool.