Later that morning, the Order continued their discussions. "There was one thing I didn't tell you last night, Dad. Both Bellatrix," looks of revulsion came from Harry, Remus, and Tonks at the mention of Sirius' killer, "and Lucius Malfoy know that I'm a spy. There is no way that I can go back there now."

Despite the dire consequences that the loss of their spy could have, Albus was not as discouraged as he could have been. "Harry, I think that we can use your position in Slytherin to our advantage. Your curiosity will continue to be an asset for us."

"Yes, sir," Harry was ready to do anything it took to get rid of Voldemort. Albus dismissed the meeting, which left the two brothers and their parents alone. After a filling lunch, since neither Severus nor Harry had eaten since breakfast the day before, the family sat around talking.

"Harry, I think you should take the Potions N.E.W.T. now. That way you'll have plenty of time to finish." The brothers then headed down to the lab so that Harry could take his test.

"You have one hour…Begin." The answers came quickly to Harry, and he was done in half of the time.

"Severus! I'm done!" Severus practically flew into the room.

"You aren't supposed to be done yet!" Harry handed the parchment to Severus, and went to go amuse himself in some other way. An idea suddenly hit him. He changed into his dog form and trotted off to find his mum.

He heard her humming coming from down the hall. Harry's sensitive dog ears led him to the library, where Minerva was reading "Transfiguration Weekly." "Hmmm… I don't recall having a dog. Perhaps Albus let him in. I think I shall call you… Harry." She gave him a stern look. "Aren't you supposed to be taking your Potion's exam, dear?"

Harry transformed back into himself, laughing hysterically. "I'm all done."

"Do you think you'll be ready to take the Transfiguration one tomorrow?"

"I would really like to finish all of these tests by the end of the week." Harry knew that the faster he got them done, the more he could learn.

"Good. Then you will be all set to help out with Defense this year when Remus is ill?"

"He's coming back?"

"Indeed. We had trouble finding someone willing to take the position after last year, so we decided to bring back someone that the students actually liked."

Harry spent the next few days much as he had the first few in his new home. He did the Theory exams in the mornings and the practical in the afternoons. In the evenings, he took advantage of the large supply of books that his parents had collected over the years. Harry now knew how Hermione felt. Reading was fun! The wait for the results of his tests, however, was terrifying though. What if he failed?

"Oh, if Ron could see me now," Harry thought. "He'd probably smack me."

On Saturday, two days later Harry had finished his tests, his dad came strolling into his room right as he was writing a letter to Ginny. He quickly shoved the letter in the drawer of his desk.

"What can I do for you, Dad?"

"I have the results of your tests here. I haven't looked at them yet, but the examiners told me that you blew away their expectations."

Harry took a deep breath. Now that the results were actually in his hands, he wasn't sure whether he wanted to see them. Albus noticed the struggle Harry seemed to be having about the results.

"Would it be easier if I looked first?" Harry nodded. As Albus' eyes moved down the page, his eyebrows moved higher and higher. This did absolutely nothing for Harry, who by now, was practically hyperventilating. Albus wordlessly handed the page to Harry. Harry read aloud nervously.

"N.E.W.T. Results for Mr. G. Dumbledore:

Potions: O+ (Master Level)

Charms: O+ (Master Level)

Transfiguration: O+ (Master Level)

Defense: O ++ (Mage Level)

Congratulations, Mr. Dumbledore. YOU have received the highest scores ever. You are now eligible for nearly any position you wish." Harry fainted. Albus, who had gone to find Minerva and Severus, caught him just before he hit the floor.

Severus sighed. "Can't he ever read his results with out fainting?" He walked over to Harry and gently took the parchment out of Harry's hand so that he and Minerva could look.

"It took me twenty years to achieve Transfiguration Mastery!" Minerva exclaimed.

"I have no doubt that Harry will make a formidable foe for Voldemort now."

Harry slowly came to. "We are very proud of you, Harry" Minerva smiled. "If you'd like, you can invite your friends over tomorrow."

"Can I floo now?"

"If you'd like," Harry grabbed his letter and flew out of the room to the fireplace.

"Who lit a fire under him?" Severus wondered aloud.

"You must remember, Severus, that our sixteen year old, is just that. He wants to see his girlfriend." Albus said, as if that were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Of course."