A/N: Okay so i know the last chapter was small but with this chapter, i'm back at the normal length that i use. I was thinking of going back and re-writing the first few chapters but that would be time consuming and delay new chapters. Anyways, i'm still open for names on Harry's group. Any suggestions? As always, Enjoy!

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Chapter 10: Classes

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Just as Malfoy was about to curse Harry, suddenly he started to yell and gripped his leg. Crabbe and Goyle looked around bewildered as to what had happened. Soon after they were also on the ground crutchnig their legs. Harry observed the scene with amazement. Harry noticed a snakelike figure slithering in the darkness and knew it was Sable.

As time passed Malfoy and his goons were screaming with even more intensity. Harry knew they would die soon. He knew by the fact that they weren't already dead that Sable had barely touched them. And yet even a small amount of poison had them screaming like mad. Just as their screams began to diminish none other than Proffessor Snape appeared from the corner.

"What the hell?" Proffessor Snape looked surprised. Immediately he took out his wand and did some incantations to stop the bleeding and numb the pain for his Slytherins. He levitated them all behind him and took off towards the hospital wing, intentionally leaving Harry behind. Harry knew this wasn't the last of Snape and he would still take revenge but it seems that this time he was more worried about his Slytherins.

As soon as Snape was gone, Sable slythered out of the shadows towards Harry. It took the wand in his mouth and after a lot of attempts, was successful in placing it in his hands. He had practiced a bit on non-verbal spells and could easily do simple ones. So he enervated himself and was on his feet in a second.

He decided it would be best to retreat to the chamber of secrets as he might not be able to stop himself from killing Ron in his sleep. He went straight to the potions lab and found it was still full of some of the most rarest of potions. Probably made by or stored by Voldemort. Harry checked for a healing potion that helped in recovering from physical wounds, drank it and went to the bedroom to sleep.

Thankyou Sable Harry whispered before drifting off to a heavy sleep.

That night Harry slept peacefully while Malfoy and his goons were awake and in pain, drinking potion after potion, hanging between life and death.

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Harry awoke as Sable was moving over his legs. Master, sorry to wake you but it is time for your classes

Harry got up instantly and went towards the Gryffindor common room. He had to change into new robes. He found the dormitory empty though there were still a few people in the common room. He quickly changed and headed down for breakfast. The great hall was also mostly empty. No teachers were present and only a few students were left. Harry quickly ate through a sandwitch and a glass of pumpkin juice and dashed towards the transfiguration classroom, his first subject for the day.

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As Proffessor McGonagall was going through the roll call, she noticed Harry's absence. "Mr Weasley, where is Mr. Potter". Ron looked around and then with a smirk on his face replied. "I don't think he will make it Professor."

Just as soon as Ron had finished the doors swung open and Harry entered. Giving no reason for being late, he quickly took a seat at the back of the class.

"Very well, let us begin." As McGonagall went through a lecture of how important NEWTs were, a battle of stares ensued between Ron and Harry. Harry won in the end by pointing out that Malfoy and his goons were not here. And that you are next. Ron seemed a little scared as he turned his gaze away from Harry. Harry noticed him moving closer to Hermione. The first part of his plan had started. He planned to instill such fear in Ron, that he wouldn't take a single step without looking back.

Harry now turned to McGonagall to listen to the lesson. "Now you might be wondering whether conjuring is actually transfiguration. Who would like to tell me why conjuring falls in the field of transfiguration?" "Yes Miss Granger.."

"During the conjuring the conjurer is actually required to transfigure the object from air. Since transfiguration is the changing of an object to another, the changing of air into an object, or conjuring, falls in the field of transfiguration."

"Good. Ten points to Gryffindor."

"Now class take out your wands, I want you to concentrate on the shape and design of a quill and repeat the wand movements as shown on the board. If you do everything correctly, some of you might even be able to conjure a quill during your first lesson!" At this the Proffessor looked with a grin at Hermione Granger. Then she took out a beautiful quill and showed it to the class. "The first person to successfully conjure a quill will win this quill as a prize." The Professor looked at the quill with longing before saying "This quill is one of my finest transfigurations!"

Harry noticed how Hermione's eyes twinkled with anticipation and excitement. He knew Hermione was the best of the class and would probably do so by the end of the class and win the quill, but not if he had anything to do about it." Harry had learnt conjuring as one of the skills during his stay at Godric's Hollow. And he sure as hell was going to put some effort into conjuring a quill before Hermione.

Harry pushed up his occlumency to clear his mind and focused on the quill. He had barely done the movements and a new shining quill appeared on his table. "uh...Professor?" Harry called out holding the quill.

"Excuse me, Mr. Potter, I said to conjure a quill, not take one out of your bag." The Professor replied, he tone angry. Harry conjured another quill right before the Professor's eyes. "Very well, Ten Points to Gryffindor" The Professor said almost as if she had been insulted. Harry also remembered that she was probably dissapointed for his refusing to play quidditch.

Harry glanced around to see that Hermione had now managed to conjure a quill but looked dissapointed. In the end McGonagall handed Harry her quill looking slightly dissapointed as she wanted that pen to go to her favourite student, Hermione Granger. The rest of the period, Harry lazily conjured different types of quills and even managed to conjure a muggle pen. He also saw Hermione conjuring bigger things and then looking pointedly at him as if challenging him. Harry ignored her and kept to having fun conjuring quills.

When the bell rang, Harry was the first to exit.

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With charms next, Harry once again planned to outdo Hermione. He realised that his power had been growing steadily since his emancipation. And now that power was itching to get out. He was going to show Dumbledore just what he had lost. Dumbledore was going to regret ever losing Harry. Harry had long since realised that he was not just an average wizard and there was no point in trying to be. With that thought in mind, Harry headed towards the charms class.

After a short speech by Flitwick about how he was proud of all their OWLs, he continued about the difficult charms that they would be required to do in their NEWTs. "To start the term on a high note, we'll be practicing a charm to bewitch objects to shoot towards a target. Note that this charm is different from the first year levitation charm, the obvious differences given on page 15 of your books. Also this charm can be very deadly if used effectively in battle. But for fun, I've got quite a few darts and targets. The class was cleared of furniture and darts a huge table containing darts appeared at the centre of the room. Also targets appeared on the walls with a name over each target.

Excitement rang through the class as students grabbed darts and arranged thermselves in front of their targets. "Also note that i've charmed the darts to deflect off human skin, so don't even try charming them at your fellow students." A few students moaned over this new information. "The speed of the dart is judged through your magical power and accuracy through your mind control." Proffessor Flitwick's voice rang through the room before he gave the signal to begin.

Harry found to his surprise that his target was right next to Hermione's. "Well Potter, lets see if you can beat me now." Hermione appeared with Ron at her side. Harry was surprised to see Hermione speaking in that tone but knowing Ron, it wasn't that hard to beleive. "Tell me if the git gives you any trouble." Ron whispered to Hermione before leaving for his own target but Harry still heard the whisper.

On the proffessor's signal Harry banished a dart that took off in quite a speed but didn't hit the target. Hermione smirked at him and in three successive wand movements, three darts one after the other went straight and hit the target. Harry, remembering the Professor's tip on mind control once again pulled his occlumency at full force, he felt his magic itching and then when he waved his wand, he felt an amazing burst of power surge through his arm and out of the end of the wand.

Instantly all of his and to his surprise, Hermione's darts, sped towards the targets with a swishing sound and hit the target straight in the middle. A few darts broke due to the small amount of space where a large number of darts were now stuck. The rest of the period once again passed with Harry throwing a single dart at a time, pleased that he had outshown Hermione and Hermione trying to get better results. But even at the end of the period, the most she got was three darts at one time.

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He had a free period after lunch, seeing as he had taken only three subjects, most of his periods were free periods. Harry sat in the chamber of secrets and pondered over his growing power. He now realised that all the new spells that he had found, he could do within the first few tries.

As his mind wandered to other more exciting things, like revenge on Malfoy and Weasley, Harry realised that he had felt quite helpless last night. And if Sable hadn't arrived just in time, he would've been in the hospital wing instead of Malfoy. Harry planned to improve his nonverbal spells and to learn wandless magic.

He suddenly jumped to his feet remembering a book on wandless magic in Slytherin's library (he began to associate the compartment in the chamber of secrets as Slytherin's). Taking out the book he wanted and wandering off to a comfy couch in Slytherin's living room, Harry sat down and started to read.

Wandless Magic, thought to be some special form of magic is in fact the same magic done without a wand rather than with it. Since wandless magic is very consuming, the wizard/witch needs to be very powerful in order to do the magic and remain undrained. The extent of this is explained by the fact that a normal wizard/witch would faint even by casting a simple levitation charm and would need at least three days to recover. An organised mind is also required which most wizards/witches lack which explains why they cannot do wandless magic even if they attempt it.

Harry closed the book and concentrated on his magic, occluded his mind and pointed his hand towards a lamp in the corner of the room. He willed his magic to flow out of his hand and in his mind, chanted the levitation charm. The lamp slowly began to rise. Harry moved the lamp to another corner before placing it down.

He stood up, ran around the room to check his health and let out a cry of triumph when he felt no difference. Meanwhile Sable stared at his master in anxiousness.

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His last class of the day was DADA and he would have been looking forward to it if it wasn't for Snape teaching the class. Mentally going through the various shield spells he had learnt, Harry headed towards the DADA class.

Once all the students were seated, Harry at the back of the room, Snape appeared and stalked towards the Proffessors' table. He seemed furious and that made the class even more tense. "I'm sure some of you will not be as pleased due to my presence." He looked at Harry. "But since I have got the position, you will, I repeat, you will have to adjust." He looked at Harry again.

"I do not want to talk about the teachers you have previously had. But I will check how much you have learned." "POTTER!" He yelled signalling for Harry to come in front of the class and join him.

"Since this is a class about Defense Against the Dark Arts, we will literally be doing just that!". "Prepare yourself to defend against the dark arts potter!" Snape motioned for Harry to take out his wand but before he had even reached his hand into his pocket, Snape had hurled a curse toward him that pierced straight through his leg leaving blood spurting out of the open wound.

The class had started to buzz in excitement. Harry took out his wand and sealed the wound to stop the bleeding although it still hurt like hell. Harry in reply sent a curse straight at Snape. Snape sidestepped the curse and started speaking. "No Mr. Potter, I thought I made myself clear, you are only to defend, not to attack as attacking isn't part of what we teach here."

Snape hurled another curse and Harry had to dive towards his left to avoid it. He landed on his injured leg and barely held back a yell of pain,...barely. Snape had a pleased look on his face. It was fairly obvious that Snape was planning for revenge and Snape's eyes twinkled like Dumbledore's, albeit in a differtent way.

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A/N: Tell me what you think, REVIEW! I know I know, another cliffy, but beleive me, it comes naturally :P.

Next chapter we see Harry recruiting and the meeting with his group. And of course some action for Harry as the cliffy clearly suggests.