Harry Potter my way

Chapter 10

Harry started training more and more, he knew it would not be easy to obtain the stone. He had just been leaving charms when he had heard McGonagall and Flitwick talking about enchantments. He had a feeling that it was all to do with the enchantments guarding the stone. He was not stupid; he knew the headmaster would not leave it unprotected.

Another thought was that if he wanted Him to go after the stone. The enchantments were obviously going to have to be easy. He after all was new to the wizarding world. And he knew Dumbledore did not know he read books all the time, and that he was up to fifth year books. He had also read up on memory charms, and found out what Albus Dumbledore had done. It only made him all the more mad, not believing that the man would do that.

Nothing he learned about Albus Dumbledore surprised him anymore. He was also reading his fathers diary. And he was sickened at how much his father liked Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore this and Dumbledore that. It made him want to puke; he just hoped his father realized how manipulative he was in the end. But from the way it was going it was not going to happen.

He of course continued going to detention, doing the detention. Never speaking to Severus, the man of course tried. But Harry did not want anything to do with him; the man had after all made it clear that he did not want him. He hated himself for feeling hope that the man would want him. He knew he was always going to be alone, always.

Severus gave up days later, he thought Harry hated him for not taking him in. He had no idea how right he was, but the man knew he was a death eater and there was no point in him trying to get custody of Harry. No one would let him; even if he showed them the memory it would not be believed. They would just say he had fabricated the memory. After all everyone there had their memories oblivated, so there was no one else to back him up. The only three that remembered were dead, James and Lily died, and the man Severus thought he had loved like a father was gone to, when he realized the man had oblivated him.

Harry read more and more as the weeks went by, Christmas was over, Harry got no presents apart from a mysterious rapped package. He recognized as Dumbledore's writing, he still had the note that the man had given him a few weeks ago.

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Flash back

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Harry had just gotten into his fathers diary when an owl came at him. Sighing wondering who the hell would contact him. He had spoken to Daphne Greengrass a few times. They sometimes ate dinner and talked for a while, she was as crazy as he was about studying. And she would never send him an owl from school owls. She had her own beautiful black one.

Hedwig and her beautiful black owl she had called Shadow got on very well. He had actually not seen her for a day when she had gone out flying with Shadow. Opening the letter he frowned it was no handwriting he knew. He checked it for spell and found a couple he did not recognize, but knew what they did, compel charm and obedient spell.

Getting a hold of the anger, he got rid of the spells and read the letter. It was from Dumbledore the old fool. The man wanted to see him right now, in his office. With a sigh he put everything in his trunk, including the note. Before putting his robes back on, he takes them off when he is in his room. He liked his wizarding clothes that he bought very much. Leaving his cloak undone, the school had after all finished up for the day.

He walked from the dungeons to the headmaster's office. Rapping at the door he rolled his eyes at the smug tone in the headmaster's voice.

"Come in Harry" said the Headmaster.

Opening the door he found three people in the room, which he promptly ignored. One he did not like and one he hated for not taking him in Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, and of course the Headmaster himself. There was only one chair between them. Grimacing slightly he remained standing asking.

"You asked for me Headmaster?" asked Harry his voice and face blank.

"Yes, Harry. Sit down my boy" said the Headmaster his eyes twinkling.

"I will sit thanks, and do not call me your boy. I'm far from your boy Headmaster" said Harry his voice held irritation. The day he called the Headmaster anything but Headmaster or let the man call him my boy is the day he ends up under the man's spell.

"I'm sorry Harry, your mother let me call you my boy when you were young" said Albus looking depressed. Harry was impressed with the Headmasters acting; he could only think that 'I would have bought that if I had not known the truth'. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Severus twitch.

"Well she is not here to let you anymore is she" said Harry simply. He knew that the Headmaster was lying. He had never seen the Headmaster with his mother, perhaps his father maybe. Lily had never taken him to see Albus Dumbledore he knew that. Thanks to her diary, Dumbledore knew he had them. So why all the lying! Did he think that he had not read them or something? Shaking his head he dismissed those thoughts.

"No, No she's not" said Professor Dumbledore his head bowed.

"Is that all you wanted to see me for Headmaster? Because I have homework to do, and on top of that I have detention too" said Harry clearly wanting dismissed.

"No, I was also wondering if you want to change houses m…" said Albus. He had been about to say my boy, before thinking better of it.

"No thank you Headmaster" said Harry.

Who was now beginning to think, the Headmaster had something to do with, the idiots attacking him. He would not put it past him, and they were all Gryffindors. Perhaps the man really did, although Harry was curious to why the Headmaster wanted him in Gryffindor so much.

"Are you sure Harry, you don't seem to have made friends with any of the Slytherins, Gryffindor would be a better place for you. Where you could get friends and be able to act your own age" said Professor Dumbledore soothingly.

"As I said Headmaster I am fine were I am. I don't want to leave Slytherin, it's nice and quite and the rooms are great." said Harry.

Harry thought 'if this is how it's going to be every year then I am leaving. Trying to convince me to go into Gryffindor, probably have people spy on me or something like that. He has something to do with the Gryffindors hitting me that is what pisses me of the most! How dare he? That man is the Headmaster and he is not supposed to take sides. One more time and I'm gone'.

"We have heard rumors that people have been beating you up" said Albus softly. "That's why we are so concerned, the Gryffindors will help you".

"I have not heard such things" said Severus his face coming up for the first time. Throwing a look at Harry he looked back at the Headmaster, he could feel guilt coming from him. Which confused him frowning he listened more clearly to the conversation.

"And how would you know that?" asked Harry narrowed eyes.

"From Poppy of course" said Albus. Not realizing he had made a very, very big mistake.

"You can't have" said Harry.

"What do you mean" asked Minerva

"For one I never, ever went to Madam Pomfrey, nor did I ever go to a teacher, the only person you could have heard it from was the Gryffindor's that beat me or me. So you must know who's been beating me in the halls then" said Harry smugly.

"I…I um well I did Fred and George Weasley have been doing it, and they are getting detention for a while" said Albus. Severus and Harry had seen the man in panic for a second. They both realized that his mask had nearly dropped.

"Well to me I think there were more than just two people attacking me" said Harry.

Harry liked playing these games with the Headmaster, they were funny as hell. He was looking forward to going to his room, which he has to himself. And laughing himself until he was hoarse. Of course he was so glad he knew that the Headmaster was lying. He would hate for the man to lie to him and he of course think its true.

"Well I only know of the two Weasley's" said the Headmaster.

"Well we will need to see if we can catch them then eh?" said Albus, trying to be all grandfatherly. He had no idea that Harry would never trust him or that the game was up. It had been for quite a while now, and then a thought occurred to Harry.

'The man let me have the diary's thinking both my parents loved him! He did not know mum did not like him or that she suspected him. I would dread to think what would have happened to them if he had known' he thought shuddering lightly.

"Very well Headmaster can I leave now?" asked Harry his voice cool and cold. He wanted out of the Headmaster's office. It felt like it was choking him now, and he just wanted to sit and read.

'And also write a letter to Nicolas Flamel! He needs to know someone will help him get his stone back. From what I read from it, he will die if he doesn't get it back. It would be a shame for the man to die now. I am curious to know how the stone actually works' Harry thought.

"Yes, Harry. Just remember I am here if you ever need me, as well as the sorting hat if you ever want resorted" said the headmaster.

"That's fine Headmaster, but I doubt I will ever ask." said Harry.

He left the man wondering whether he meant asking for a resorting, or whether it was if he would ever go to the Headmaster if he needed him. The Headmaster did not like to be left out of the loop like that. With a sigh he left the office the door slamming with a bang causing the three that were in the office to jump when it banged. Of course Severus' was a lot less noticeable than the Headmaster's or Minerva's.

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End flash back

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Harry still had to write to Nicolas Flamel and decided to do it today. Opening the package he found his father's invisibility cloak, which was not better than his own ability to go invisible. But hey it was his father's; putting it in his trunk he got paper and a pen out. He liked to use pens instead of quills, they after all were messy. Plus he did not have to carry quills and ink around with him, all he needed was a pen.

Getting Hedwig, after all no point in writing a letter to find she has gone flying or hunting. She hooted softly, Harry smiled and gave her some owl treats as he wrote the letter.

Dear Mr. Flamel

I'm sure you have heard of me before, my name is Harry Potter a Slytherin student. I overheard your conversation with Albus Dumbledore. I would like to help you get your stone back. I already know where it is, all I need to do is get it. I don't want to know someone has died because I did not help. I have read up on the stone and know a lot about it. I'm not so sure when I can get it but I will try. I thought I would let you know.

Harry Potter,

First year student at Hogwarts School Of Witch Craft And Wizardry

Slytherin House.

P.s I am not learning much at Hogwarts, and I know how old you are. Would you take me on as an apprentice? Of course no one can know I know Dumbledore would drag me back if he had to. I would really love to learn all I can. Being the age you are, I know I could learn a lot. Please get back as soon as you can. Oh and Merry Christmas.

---Flamel's----

"I'm not sure what else we can do Nicolas we are dying now. There is nothing we can do" said Mrs. Flamel.

"There has to be something! We can't let him away with this!" said Nicolas angrily. His wife was dying before his eyes and he did not like it.

"I'm not sure what more we can do..."

She was cut off when an owl flew in at that very minute. A beautiful snow white owl that drank some of there orange they had in a goblet.

"Well seems we have someone's wanting to help us" said Nicolas a smirk gracing his lips.

"Who?" she asked curious.

"Harry Potter" said Nicolas.

"How isn't he under the old man's thumb?" she asked shocked.

"No, he is far from it, for getting the stone he wants me to take him on as an apprentice and let him learn all I know, he is not stupid that boy, seems older than he really is" said Nicolas.

"Well then what are you going to do? Train Harry Potter or what?" asked his wife, who was smiling already knowing the answer.

"We are doing it, now excuse me love, I have a letter to write" said Nicolas.

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