Some Answers
A/N: I can't believe the response I am getting. Over 11,000 hits to this story. This capter should answer a lot of unresolved question such as how Harry can apparate in Hogwarts and how he knows about the Dursley's.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor am I making any money off of this. Damn.
Previously:
Hermione looked at Harry with a strange look on her face. "Harry, it's impossible to apparate within Hogwarts."
And now on with the story.
Dumbledore was confused. He was rarely confused, but here he was sitting at his desk pondering. He was almost positive he had seen the boy apparate out of Hogwarts. He was also relatively sure that Harry was the mysterious man that had saved the children at the muggle school. But How? How had this boy accomplished what he could not. He was a seventeen year old child for merlin's sake. Where did he learn to control that much power? Dumbledore knew that he needed to get on the right side of Harry, before the child went dark. Rarely people that powerful ever stay light.
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"What do you mean it's not possible to aparate out of Hogwarts. It has to be possible, maybe it's just rare."
"Well Harry, there has never been another person ever recorded to be able to apparate out of Hogwarts."
"Great I'm the biggest anomaly that ever existed." Harry groaned and his mind instantly reverted back to something a friend of his had said about his magical aura, that it had literally blinded him. Kia had said that it was the most powerful aura he had ever encountered and that was saying something seeing as how Kia had been alive for 500 years. So was that why he was able to apparate in and out of Hogwarts? Another mystery.
Hermione was more confused than Harry. This boy just kept getting stranger and stranger. "Harry, I don't mean to bother you with more questions, but how did you know about the Dursley's? I mean you would have been two at the time."
Harry's eye's darkened at the mention of the Dursley's. Tako and I wanted to know why I was sent to an orphanage in the first place. We found the orphanage and the lady there said I was found in an alleyway. We started researching my family history and Tako decided that the only relatives I had left was my mum's muggle sister and her husband, the Dursley's, so we paid them a visit, under disguises of course. They spilt the whole story when they heard we had a "disgraceful" wizard related to us. It was all I could do to stop Tako from murdering them on the spot."
Hermione studied Harry's expression. "You really care about him don't you?"
Harry shrugged. "He saved my life. Besides, being with Tako had allowed me to...expand my horizons."
"Harry, you said the other day that there was a reason Tako was labeled a Death Eater. What did you mean?"
Harry didn't know what to tell her. The truth was something that could put Tako in a lot of danger and yet he somehow knew that Hermione would figure it out on her own anyways. The girl was too smart for her own good. He finally relented. "Tako's friends aren't exactly who you would allow to meet your parents."
Hermione looked confused. "Why would that make him a Death Eater?"
Harry knew he had to come at this a different way for her to be able to understand. "Do you like Remus?"
Hermione was confused, what did this have to do with Tako? Seeing Harry's serious face though she decided to play along. "He seems like a nice man."
"Do you know his secret?"
Hermione's face scrunched up. "I don't know what you mean?"
"Remus is a werewolf."
Hermione's eye's widened in shock. "He told you?!"
"No, but I could sense it. You see, Tako is friends with some interesting groups. Werewolves are one of them. He also plays cards with the Kiodiolo Vampire clan."
"Vampires!?"
"Yeah, they are actually kind of cool once you get over them hitting on you all the time. Although Kia hasn't made a move on me since I set him on fire that one time."
"You set a vampire on fire." Hermione was talking slowly and had sort of a glazed look in her eye. "I can't believe it."
"I didn't mean to set him on fire, I was drunk and I did warn him that I was going to stab him, of course I missed the knife and grabbed a torch instead, but that was my own fault for drinking elven-made wine."
Hermione was looking at him like he'd grown another head. Harry realized that she had never experienced half of what he had. "Back to my point. Tako is labeled Dark, because he associated with other "dark" creatures. Of course that stupid because technically Remus is "dark" and you and Sirius are not labeled dark for associating with him."
"I never thought about it that way."
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Harry took caution to make sure his partially injured arm was always hidden. Unfortunately the wound would scar. Hermione had apologized profusely but Harry knew that if she hadn't been there to heal it he would have had to go to Pomfrey and that would have had worse consequences.
He could feel Dumbledore's eyes on him wherever he went. He swore the old man was stalking him and to be perfectly honest it terrified him. He suspected that Dumbledore had seen him apparate out of Hogwarts, however Harry didn't know what to do about it. After many sleepless nights, Harry finally decided he needed to talk with Tako.
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Hermione knew something was bothering Harry. The bags under his eyes were getting darker and darker. She was worried about him. She knew he was going to do something stupid and he would probably get caught.
"Harry, whatever you're planning, I'm going with you."
Harry looked at her wearily. "No, you're not."
"Harry what is the matter with you? You look like the walking dead!"
Harry mumbled something about not being able to sleep and being watched. Hermione glared at him. "Harry James Potter, you will tell me what is wrong this instant!"
Harry was taken aback. Hermione rarely ever yelled at him, other people yes, but he was usually not on the wrong side of her wrath. He knew that she was serious. Harry swore under his breath. He was either going to have to body bind her, or allow her to join him. Damn that girl!
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Harry was muttering curses under his breath as Hermione walked happily besides him. The damn girl had finally talked her way into coming with him. They had walked to the borders of the apparation wards because Harry didn't want to risk anyone catching him do something supposedly impossible. Harry had then side-apparated Hermione to the street he lived on with Tako and Derek.
Harry didn't even bother to knock when he reached his front door. He knew that Tako was probably out at a bar gathering information on their project. Harry also knew he shouldn't be wasting time at the house, no one was going to be home, however, he needed to ditch Hermione before he could go out.
He called out to make sure no one was home before leading Hermione into the house. She looked in awe at the decorations. Tako was slightly obsessed with old movies, therefore the living room was covered in old movie posters ranging from Audrey Hepburn to Clark Gable. However as they moved deeper into the house the decorations became darker. There were knives, swords, and ancient weaponry that covered the walls.
Hermione felt like she was walking through a museum, or a horror house. She couldn't believe that this was were The Harry Potter lived. She had expected a mansion of some sort, but this was a regular house on a regular street. As they walked down the hallway she began to see bedrooms. The first was so messy you could barely see the floor. The walls were decorated with posters of women and there was a foul odor that hung in the air.
"That's Derek's room," Harry said to her questioning stare. "He's not the...cleanest of people."
Hermione snorted at that blatant understatement.
Harry smiled. "Tako's room is at the end of the hall on the right, and this is my room."
Harry led her into a large dark room. He waved his hand and instantly the room was filled with light. Hermione gasped. Harry's room was very roomy and had a king-sized bed in the middle with cushy sheets. The walls were painted a deep olive green color that matched nicely with the tan quilt on his bed. The thing about Harry's room that really shocked her though were the wall decorations. Every single wall was covered with Wanted posters. They ranged from people like Peter Pettigrew to Bellatrix Lastrange. Through about half of these posters were large black X's. About twenty had big red X's through them, while the rest were bare.
"Harry, what is this?" She asked while touching the magical posters.
Harry shrugged, "A hit list."
A/N: Sorry to keep you waiting on the updates. I also apologize for the short chapter, but I wanted to end it there.The next one should be sometime this weekend. I hope you're enjoying the story and I really appreciate all the reviews!