Another week had passed. Draco was not sure what Snape had done, but he knew he was successful because the past three days his godfather has had a smirk on his face whenever he was in the Great Hall. He sat in his usual seat in the Great Hall. He watched everyone carefully. The normal delivery of the Daily Prophet held no interest for him till he looked at Snape. He suddenly frowned for a moment, but then began to grin.

Draco looked at the front page. On the front page were images of Potter, Blaise and him. The headline read in big bold letters: Triwizard Champion Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini emancipated by Ancient Law and bound by Ancient Magic. Draco almost choked on his food. He pushed the paper to Blaise and reacted the same way.

Blaise pointed to another heading: Has the Chosen One and Triwizard Champion been abused? Draco was about to say something when there was a commotion at the Gryffindor table. Ron jumped up and stormed towards Draco. "What lies are you spewing now? What did you do to Harry, because he would never willingly bind himself to you?" Ron pointed his wand.

Draco kept both his hands on the table and bit his cheek to keep from reaching for his wand. "I have not stated any lies. The binding was created by the Ancient Magic of Hogwarts and Goblet of Fire which were triggered by Potter's very own magic and response to being selected. None of us had a choice. I cannot speak about anything beyond that, because I still do not fully understand."

"You will undo it."

"I cannot nor would I if I had the option." Draco looked straight into Ron's face. Ron quickly uttered a hex at Draco which bounced off a shield and hit the wall near the professor's table.

"What did you do?" Ron looked blandly at him

Hermione came up and put a hand on Ron's shoulder. "He did nothing like before. Harry for some reason is shielding them. I told you that there was more going on. It appears that I was right."

Ron stormed out of the hall. Hermione turned to follow but stopped. She looked at Draco and Blaise. "Please, tell Harry that I am sorry I failed to pay closer attention to him and what he was saying. I should have known it was more than the war. I am still here if he needs."

"We will. You could look up everything on wandless. It seems that he cannot get control because he is not using enough of his magic. Wandless magic takes more power." Blaise whispered. She nodded and went after Ron.

Slytherins looked at the two of them. "What?" Draco stared them down.

"You are seriously not bound to the Golden Boy. How can a Slytherin be tied to a Gryffindor?" Goyle spoke.

"Yes, we are. It is simple. Harry Potter was originally supposed to be a Slytherin." Draco rose on his last comment and left the hall and went to the hospital wing.

Draco sat on the edge of Potter's bed. He picked up his hand and began rubbing circles on it. "Things have gotten quite messy, Potter. You were in the paper today. I am not sure that you would be happy. You had two headlines: one about you possibly being abused and the other saying that you were bound to me and Blaise by Ancient Magic. It also said that you were emancipated by Ancient Law. It seems that when the Goblet chose you as a Champion, you by Ancient Law were considered an adult."

He linked his fingers with Potter. "I do not want to end my relationship with Blaise because I do love him. He is a comfort and strength for me. However, I just wished…." Draco stopped and stared at the wall wondering what did he wish.

"What do you wish?" Potter spoke and squeezed Draco's hand.

Draco looked down completely stunned. He felt like he was going to drown in those emerald eyes. "I do not know what I wish for, and therein lies the problem." Draco felt shame and confusion emanate from Potter. "You have nothing to be a shame about. I need to apologize. I always assumed you grew up in a posh life knowing that you were famous. I only wanted to impress you that day in the dress shop."

"I have already forgiven the past. It was why I wanted the truce besides the fact that I admitted to myself at the end of the 5th year that I was attracted you and hated you and myself for those thoughts. However, I understand that you are with Blaise. I do not want to jeopardize or come between the two of you."

Draco began to play with Potter's fingers. "I am not sure we can avoid it."

"Then we will have to come up with a plan to avoid it." Potter smiled. "I am sure we could come up with something. Please forgive me, I just have to know just once."

"Know what…" Draco was never able to complete the sentence. Potter's lips were moving against his. Draco felt fire deep down flare to life as he leaned into the kiss. He grabbed the back of his neck pulling him closer. Potter bit his bottom lip. He opened allowing Potter's tongue to enter. The fire burned for release and both boys moaned.

Suddenly, Potter backed away. "Again, I am sorry." He said breathlessly.

"I am not. I have never felt anything like that before." Draco licked his lips.

"I wish I could say the same. I have only kissed one other person. It was not that good." Potter blushed. "I have never been with anyone. I was resigned to having to wait till after the war, because I was not going to make anyone a target for Voldemort."

Draco flinched at the name. "I was already a target for the Dark Lord."

"I know. I am sorry about your mother. I wish I could rip the connection. I hate seeing a feeling it. I cannot seem to block my mind either."

Draco started to release his hand and felt Harry stiffen. "I need to go let Madame Pomfrey know you are awake. I will be back." Harry let go and nodded.

Draco rose and walked towards Madame Pomfrey's office. She came out quickly. She smiled at Harry and shot out several questions for him to answer. She was satisfied with the answers and ordered for food to brought to him. She needed to ensure that he could keep the food down. She advised him to keep it small. He advised her that he is used to getting adjusted to eating.

As the food was delivered, Harry had more company. Blaise and Snape showed up to see him. Harry shocked Blaise by giving him a hug and saying thanks. After several moments, Snape ushered the boys to class, because he needed to speak with the boy.

"I have a feeling I know what you would like to talk about. I have no issues speaking with you. However, if I am truly bonded with them; then I would like them to stay because they should know, as well."

Snape watched the shame, guilt and hesitance dull Harry's deep emerald eyes. "If you wish; then they can say. If they begin to interfere; then I will have to ask them to leave."

"I need to know what has been happening at the muggle home." Snape pulled up a chair.

Harry looked down at his hands. He began playing with them till Draco and Blaise sat on either side of him and each took a hand. They smiled encouragingly. "It started when I was three. I wanted something and floated it to me. From that point, I was placed in a small cupboard under the stairs. I was given chores like sweeping and small things. By the time I turned five, my aunt started to show my how to cook. I entered a muggle school with my cousin Dursley. I got my first beating when I brought home better grades, and I was denied any food for two days. My clothes where always Dudley's hand me downs. They would not buy me clothes. The only toys I had were the ones I took from my cousins broken toy room. By the time I was seven, I was required to cook breakfast and dinner and during the summer lunch as well. I was also required to do all the cleaning and yard work. Dudley and his friends always looked for ways and times to attack. I was constantly told that they were better than me because I was nothing more than unwanted freak. I was told that no one could love a stupid freak like me. If Uncle Vernon had a bad day; or did not like the work that I did. He would always beat me. I was told that magic was not real and did not exist. I was told that my parents were drunks and died in a car crash and that is where I got my scar. One year, I forgot to keep my grades low. I had really liked my teacher. She realized that I had trouble seeing. She got me these over counter glasses and advised my aunt to have them examined. She never did. I received much better grades that semester. My uncle beat me really good. He used a leather belt, hands and feet till I passed out. I was tossed back into the cupboard. I was still forced to get up the next morning at 4:30 to prepare breakfast and get my chores done. I was constantly being withheld food. If I was given food; then it was only if anything was left over which was seldom very much, because Dudley and Uncle Vernon could eat a lot. It was just before I turned 10; we went to the zoo for Dudley's birthday. We went to the snake house. They had several types of snake. Dudley kept pounding on the glass of a case with a python. When Dudley walked away, I apologized to the snake. It raised its head. It could understand me. I was stunned and afraid. I asked about his parents and it indicated about being bred in captivity. I told it that I was the same. Dudley came back over and started to bang on the glass. Then the glass was gone and Dudley fell into the case then the glass was back. The snake looked over at me and said thanks. Soon everyone was running. I turned and looked at all the cases, and the glass disappeared. They all bowed to me and said thanks and left. When we finally returned, uncle took his belt and hit me everywhere like 50 times and tossed me back in the cupboard. I was left there for a whole week. I was not allowed at all. When my first letter came, I was not allowed to see it. It was burned. Every one of the letters burned. Finally, we were taken to an isolated retreat. It was where Hagrid had found me. He took me to Diagon Alley."

Harry took a chance to look at Draco. "The only thing that I knew was that Hagrid took me away. He kept mentioning something about the great Dumbledore. He was the first to tell me that I was not freak but a wizard. He was the first to tell me about the death of my parents and that I was special, but I was still completely unsure how I could be special and famous amongst people that I did not know or that have ignored me for 10 years. The first boy I met my own age was in a robe shop. I wanted to be his friend; then he started talking about being better than others. I was hit with images of Dudley who would always tell me that he would always be better than me because he was normal, and I was nothing more than a freak. I was given a key to vault. I was told by Hagrid that I could only take what I would need for school supplies, that is what I did."

Harry continued looking at Draco. "We got to the castle. I got a feeling of coming home. During the sorting, the Sorting Hat kept telling me that Slytherin was the place that I needed to be; however, the boy from the shop got placed there, and in my own ignorance and not wanting be around another Dudley; I kept pleading for any other house. The hat said then it should be the house of my parents. I was placed in Gryffindor."

He went on explaining what happened that school year. "I never told anyone this, but I felt so alone. I could feel that this was a place that I should be, but that I was probably too stupid and seemed to be freak among other wizards, because I knew absolutely nothing. No one would believe that it was true that I truly did not know what they were talking about. I had only learned about Hogwarts two days before getting on the train. It was Molly Weasley, who showed me how to access the platform. Everyone kept watching me. I hated it."

Harry looked at Snape and tightened his hold. "I was told that there was no choice. I had to return home to the Dursley's. It was something about blood wards. I was given Dudley's second room. My school stuff was immediately taken away and placed under lock and key. It was back to the same routine. My room had six locks on the door. The windows were barred. My room only had a bed and wardrobe in it. I spent may days not being allowed to leave or without food. I was told that I was not returning to the school of freaks. I had resigned myself till early one morning three days before we were supposed to return Ron, Fred and George showed up in a flying car and broke the bars and got my trunk and took me to their home. It seemed after that the Dursley's were resigned about me continuing with Hogwarts. However, they would only allow me access to my things two days before I would have to leave; then they would drop me off in London and leave me to find my way to get my things and to the platform."

He went on to explain everything that would happen in each year. It was more than anyone could have guessed. It was enough to shock all three of them. He explained that he could not understand how no one could not see the bruises. He did not know that he was wearing a glamour. It seemed that his magic was acting on its own.

"It was after watching Sirius die that I began to question things. I realized that I was just being used. I was being used by both sides. I finally bought something for myself when I got my school supplies which was my snake which is now dead. I struggled that summer with my emotions. I knew that Ron kept insisting that I take his sister out on date. However, I could not bring myself to do it. I had finally admitted that I was attracted to someone else. I was content that I had something for myself; then I realized it was just magic making me feel that way. I was pissed. I raged throughout the Forbidden Forest, because the centaurs helped to contain the large burst of magic that would be released so no true harm could felt in the forest but left me open for Voldemort. You know the rest."

Snape struggled to control his anger and his guilt. "Before we continue, I have to apologize to you. I never knew. I always assumed that you were told and knew about magic. I never knew the kind of life you have lived. I never bothered to look closer, because I let my hatred of your father blind me."

Harry reached for Snape's hand after releasing Draco's. "You have nothing to apologize for except for my dislike for potions. However, you never treated me as anything special. I appreciated it. I was so used to make sure that I was not better than others for fear of what the results would be that I became dependent on people like Hermione to help me with my classes, so that I would just be average."

"I only wanted to just be Harry; however, I realized that I do not know who that is truly. I do not like being constantly under a microscope. I would just like to be in the shadows."

Blaise snickered. "That will never happen."

Harry frowned at him. "I know. I can still dream."

Snape looked at him. He showed the certificates from both the muggle and Ministry showing that he was emancipated. He was shown that charges were being brought against the Dursley's for abuse. Snape told him about his inheritance. Snape told him that he would have to be taken to Gringott's to lay claim to his full inheritance from the Potter's and Black.

Harry could only nod his acknowledgement. He frowned for a moment. Draco looked at Harry. "What is wrong?"

"I do not know what to do with it or manage it; if there is anything to manage."

Blaise laughed. "Oh, there is plenty to manage. I know for a fact that both Blacks and Potters had majority shares in businesses that my family were co-owners."

Harry was shocked. "How much is there?"

"Let's just say between the two Houses that you are now the sole heir, you and your children all the way through your great, great grandchildren could go without working a day in your lives, and that is based on what it was. It could last longer depending on how you manage and use it."

"Oh my goodness." He looked at Snape. "You mean I can get glasses that allow me to see clearly and clothes that fit."

Snape laughed. "Yes. What do you mean see clearly? You do not miss when you aim your spells."

"I have not been able to see clearly since I was nine. Everything is always hazy and blurry. I can land my spells because I use my magic to focus on the vibration and aura of my target. Everything has a different vibration, and everyone has a different color aura that stands out brightly. My vision is probably another reason why I never like potions, because it does not depend too much on magic for me to focus. I can get the ingredients right, but the timing and when to put them in the cauldron is hard because I cannot see the potion well while it is brewing. It is why I sit next Hermione."

"Well, I think Madame Pomfrey can take care of your vision. You can return with glasses that will actually work. However, you need to decide where you want to go."

"I have a few true friends that I do not want to lose like Hermione, Luna, Neville, Fred and George, but they are no longer in school. I think it would be best if I had my own room separate from everyone. I think that Blaise and Draco would need to be able to reach me. It seems that my magic calls out to them, and they would not be able to get to me in Gryffindor. If I go to the dungeon; then I can alienate my few true friends."

Snape nodded. "That is very wise."

Harry looked at all three of them. "I heard the prophecy. I know that I am not long from death. I know that there is no way I can get out of facing Voldemort. I will need help; if I want to live through it all."

He sighed. He looked at Snape. "Do you know anything about Voldemort?"

"Not much. He appeared on the scene as the Dark Lord spewing blood purity which attracted the old wizarding families."

"You do not know that his real name is Tom Riddle. He was raised in a muggle orphanage, when his muggle father abandoned his mother who was witch. She died giving birth to him in the orphanage. He opened the Chambers of Secrets 50 years ago. It was his hatred of his treatment in the orphanage that made him turn again the muggleborn and muggles. He wanted them to be eliminated. He also fears death to the point that he made it so that he could not die. When his Killing Curse backed fired his magic was lost and came to me. He required a host to live. He could not touch me till after the tournament when Peter Pedigrew took my blood by force. It was my blood that brought him back to life, flesh from Pedigrew, and the bones of his muggle father. Dumbledore arranged for Slughorn to return to the school and for me to be in his class. He wanted Slughorn to collect me. I am not sure what he meant. He wanted me to get close to him to find out about Tom splitting his soul. I know Dumbledore has not said anything, but I think I have a piece of him in me. I felt it strongly last year. I noticed that especially when I am angry, I had the same mannerism as the Tom I viewed in the pensieve. It is why Dumbledore wanted me to learn occulmency, which we found out I that I was no good. I do not understand how to clear my mind."

Harry took several deep breathes. "I am not courageous. I am not a hero. I do not want to be one, either. I am just truly scared and frightened, and have a deep desire not to die. I have never had a family or truly felt loved. I want those things before I have to die. It is those things that keep me going and fighting besides the fact that I think everyone ought to be equals. I would like to learn about this world that I am supposed to save. I do not want my ignorance to turn to hatred."

Snape smirked. "That is very wise. It may be part of the reason that your magic bonded you with two old pureblood families, so you all can learn about each side and understand them."

"I will go and speak with the Headmaster about your quarters. You two can remain. I think you three need to get to know each other. I will inform your teachers." Snape started walk out then stopped. "You two will behave if any Gryffindors come to visit."

Draco grinned. "I do not think that will be a problem, since Harry's magic has shielded us. So, we do not have to do anything."

Snape rolled his eyes and left. The boys just grinned. Madame Pomfrey came in periodically to ask questions. She performed a vision examine. She promised him a new pair of glasses before the end of the day. They boys just relaxed and talked about many things. Blaise spoke about Italy. Harry could see it and wanted to see it in real life.

After lunch, Harry started to get visitors. Of course the first visitors where Ron and Hermione. Ron stood at the end of the bed and glared at Draco and Blaise. "Why, Harry? Why would you choose them?"

Harry steeled his eyes. "I did not choose them. My magic triggered a reaction to the Ancient Magic of Hogwarts. Hogwarts realized that I needed help. It reached out to the Ancient Magic of the Goblet of Fire, which is design to choose the best candidates. It was the Goblet of Fire that chose Blaise and Draco. I would not change it if I could."

"So, what does this mean?"

"It means that I need them, and apparently they needed me based on the Goblet of Fire. I am not sure what they needed me for, but the Goblet saw something that none of us saw. We have to figure it out. I know that they are sensitive to my magic. I think we need to work on them to channel my excess magic that still creates accidental magic even now."

Draco and Blaise looked stunned. "What do you mean channel your magic?" They asked together.

Harry looked up and thought. He looked around everyone. "You all have seen the results of the release of my magic through emotions. It is powerful. It is the buildup of unused magic. I normally can contain it until my emotions are heightened especially fear or anger. You two without knowledge are challenging it by the constant shields that have formed. My magic has anticipated what you need. I think it has been channeled from great distance." Harry looked at Draco. "It seems to do only what you desperately need at the given moment. I feel it being pulled. I felt it this summer. So, I do not see why it can't be used on a regular basis. It is clear that I cannot use all of it unless I am battling."

"Why was it pulled this summer?" Hermione asked.

Harry thought for a moment and looked at the brief fear in Draco's eyes that quickly vanished but was still felt. "I think that it is something that is not needed to know, and very personal. I will have to ask not to inquire about it. You are my friends. You will have to understand that things within this bond or as a result is not your concern or that you need to know. If you cannot accept that; then I will have to ask that you leave me alone. I do not want to end our friendship. I will leave it to your choice on whether you can accept that Draco and Blaise will always have a connection to me and that you will not be privy to what takes place within that bond unless it will have a direct effect on you."

Ron huffed. "I am just supposed to accept Malfoy and be around him."

Harry thought for a moment. "Yes, you will have to accept it. I am sure there will be times when it will be just us, but yes for the majority of the time you will have to be around him where you will have to be polite. I did not say that you have to like him. I am not asking them to like any of my friends. I also expect them to be polite, as well. Especially since I have been increasing in power and having trouble controlling it again especially when I get upset." Harry emphasized that last part.

Hermione looked at the three of them. "Have you considered studying and perfecting wandless magic? Wandless magic is more powerful if it can respond instantly. Blaise and Draco brought it up while you were in a coma."

"I can do most frequent spells silently. The only wandless magic I do is accidental. I guess it could help and worth a try." Harry watched Hermione smiled.

Hermione, Blaise and Draco started speaking about the research she had been doing about wandless magic without going in the restricted section which she would need permission. Draco promised to speak with Snape about getting permission. She promised to bring the books she had after dinner. During their talk, they noticed that Ron and stomped out of the wing. "I think your family libraries may help, but I am not sure you will be able to access them. It will depend on what happens with them." She spoke with sadness.

"I am sure that it will not matter much to my mother. She has been married so many times. However, my father's family may be a different story." Blaise spoke.

"I know that my father will not happy unless he can find a way to take advantage it. However, he is in way too deep with the Dark Lord. I am sure it is going to be a matter of me making a choice. We can count my family libraries out of the equations. It only leaves the Potter's and Black's libraries. We will have to locate them, once Harry fully claims his inheritances. I know that they both held several properties." Draco frowned.

Hermione bid them good bye once she saw Neville and few others show up for a visit. No one stayed very long. They stayed only long enough for it to seem that Harry does not plan on forsaking them. Soon, it was just the three of them. They started to share information with Harry about themselves.

It was about an hour later, when they were surprised by a visit from Professor Lupin. Harry became really happy. The two boys could feel the happiness and excitement down the link. "Professor Lupin!"

"Please, it is just Remus now. I am here to take you to Diagon Alley and Gringotts. Professor Snape has kept me informed of what has been happening. I feel bad that Sirius and I never noticed the kind of life you were living with the muggles, because we would have pressed for you to stay at headquarters. We are going to claim your inheritances and if you want new clothes."

"Sweet. I would like to contact Fred and George and have them meet us, if possible. I know that they wanted to open a store. They are brilliant. I would like to help them with their dream. They deserve it. I am sure that the Professors are not allowing Blaise and Draco come."

"You are correct they cannot come with us. They are at a heightened risk. It is best that they remain at Hogwarts. You will be surrounded as well. We will be meeting four Order members in Hogsmead. I am sure. I can get a message to Fred and George to meet us Gringotts. If you want: then I can also contact the Black's attorney to meet us, as well."

"That would be a good idea, especially if Harry is going to want to invest in a business with Fred and George. I am sure that they will be hit." Draco spoke. "I have purchased some of their ideas for pranks in the house. They work really well."

Remus excused himself so he can make the appropriate arrangements. Snape had an elf bring some of Harry's clothes. He sent Blaise and Draco back to the dorm to get caught up in their studies. Harry waited for Remus who returned several minutes after everyone left.

They walked to Hogsmead. They were greeted by Tonks, Moody, Shaklebolt and another member. They apparated to Gringotts. Harry walked in between everyone. Harry felt very uneasy. He mentioned a few times about everyone being paranoid. No one was going to attack or confront him in the middle of the day. He was surprised to learn that it was Snape's insistence.

Harry smiled at Fred and George. Remus introduced the Black's attorney: Mr. Aaron Abbot. "I have taken the liberty of already speaking with the Weasley twins and with goblins about getting a single for all the vaults because I believe between the two families there is over 50 vaults. I have Sirius' will as well. I have received a copy of the Potter's holding as well as the Black's that I have maintained meticulously. I will be more than happen to take over the Potter's management as well."

"Wow, it is a lot to take in at once. I wish Draco or Blaise were here they are more accustomed to all of this." Shaklebolt, Tonks and Lupin all spoke to the credibility of Abbot. "Yes, I guess I would like you to manage the Potter's as well."

"Excellent! First, we will need a drop of blood, so the goblins can confirm and grant access to your full inheritances which will provide a detail lists of properties, business holdings, heirlooms, artifacts and galleons, etc... I have requested two copies of the list to be made: one for you and one for me. I want to compare to my own lists to ensure accuracy. I have paperwork already for the Weasley twins which they have reviewed and signed. It basically says that you are providing 100 percent of the funds needed for their business, which is 75,000 galleons and in return you will have 40 percent of the holding and profits, and the remaining 60 percent is split between the twins evenly. Profits are to be paid every quarter. It also states that upon the death of one of the owners without a legal heir the person's holdings and profits will be split between the remaining owners. It is waiting for your signature as well."

"Can I afford 75,000 galleons?" Harry asked shockingly.

Everyone laughed. Harry blushed deeply. "I can assure you that based on the information from just the Potter's vault, if they are accurate, you will not even notice it missing."

"Um…Will the list breakdown the total amount based on each house, or will it combined?" Harry stuttered.

"It will be per house till you tell the goblins to combine them."

"No, I want them kept separate for the moment. So, what do I have to do? I have to get back to Hogwarts today."

"As you wish, I have requested on your behalf that Ragnok be responsible for your accounts. He is one of the best and is my understanding an associate of Bill Weasley. He is waiting to meet us, so follow me."

Surprisingly to Harry, everything happened pretty quickly, especially with the creation of the account for the new business and partnership paperwork that was filed with the bank. Harry was still numb with the large list, and he withdrew several thousand per the suggestion of Tonks and Lupin. They left the twins at the bank to ensure the transfer after Harry filled out the proper paperwork.

There next stop was Madam Malkin dress shop. While they walked there, Harry asked about books on wandless magic. He explained how Hermione and others thought that it would help him to better control his excess magic. Moody offered to get books that he thought would be helpful. Shaklebolt frowned, and Tonks smiled. They knew where Moody was thinking of getting the books. Harry split up his funds, and he watched Moody go his own way.

The other three escorted Harry to the dress shop. They quickly explained what that they were needing everyday clothes, under garments, one set of dress robes for now, and new robes for Hogwarts, since he was taller and grew since his bones were repaired. He was asked his favorite colors. Harry quickly replied: emerald green, silver, sky blue, lavender and red. Madam Malkin quickly remeasured him. Harry requested that the dress robes be in green and silver. She promised that she would have them delivered to Hogwarts the next day. Harry allowed Lupin to handle the transaction.

Harry asked to go to Flourish and Blotts. He wanted to look for history on the wizarding world and to get journals for him, Blaise and Draco to create spells or potions; since they were all emancipated which meant traces were removed. They quickly got the books thanks to Shaklebolt and Lupin. Tonks added a few books on offensive and defensive magics that he might find useful. They ordered dinner at the Leaky Cauldron. Moody was already there waiting on them.

Moody passed the books and remaining funds to Harry. Shaklebolt frowned at the titles of some of the books. "If they boy is going to have to battle Death Eaters; then he ought to know the spells they have in their arsenal. So, he can better prepare himself. I even located the books that helped me with occulmency and legilimens, as well as some potions he ought to be able to detect that they might use. Dumbledore insisted on bringing him in underage. The least we can do is to full prepare him in his short time. We know he is powerful enough to cast a full patronus at 13 which was three years and his power has expanded. I feel it emanating from him even, now. I agree about wandless magic. It is not easily traceable, but hard to defend against; because few have the patience and power to master it."

They ate quickly and apparated back to Hogsmead. They were about to Hogwarts borders where the others would leave, when they were confronted by Lucius Malfoy. Harry was quickly pushed between the four Order members as they formed a circle around him. "I want to know what you did to my son. I want you to undo it."

"I did nothing to your son. The castle and the Goblet of Fire did it. I cannot undo it, and if I could it would be Draco's decision not yours." Harry spoke calmly.

"He is my son. I make his decisions."

"Not any longer. He is emancipated. I am sure you were already informed of this. I suggest that you leave now." Remus spoke.

Harry realized that he could not get into Hogwarts, because Draco was emancipated. Hogwarts allow parents or guardians to pass the wards. "I suggest you send an owl to Draco. It is your family affair. They have nothing to do with me. I suggest you take it up with him. You only have until the New Year. I suggest you make sure your will is up to date and accurate. The American muggles have a saying: Three strikes and you're out. I believe you are on your third."

"How do you know, you impudent fool?" Lucius spat.

Harry sent a silent body binding that hit Lucius. Harry pushed past the others. "I see what Voldemort wants me to see and some things he doesn't. I can almost assure you that Draco wants nothing to do with him, or else he would not have been able to tap into my power to block the Dark Mark you tried to force on him. You are no father. No, decent parent would sell their only child and heir to an evil half-blood bastard like Voldemort." Harry walked pass the Hogwarts wards.

Once he was under the protection of the wards, he slumped down against a tree. His whole body was shaking. He advised Remus to stay back. Since Remus could feel the power in the air, he did not move any closer. Harry noticed the concern on Remus' face before closing his eyes. He brought images up of flying and catching the snitch. He felt his hands be held. Then he felt his magic being reigned inside himself again as much as it normally would be held.

When Harry finally looked up, he noticed that Snape was standing next to Remus. Harry looked at Snape. "I know you are going to be pissed and annoyed. I do not have the strength to tell it, so either Remus tells you, or you are going to have to look for yourself."

Snape spoke the spell. Within minutes, he smirked and frowned. "I will give you credit for your audacity. However, it was foolish to let him know that Draco could tap into your power. However, you were correct about the end. You have ensured that Draco and Blaise will be added to the top of his hit list to try and make you unstable."

Harry frowned at that thought. "Dammit! I was not thinking. I just wanted him to know that I had beat him yet again to knock some of that Malfoy pride out him."

Draco laughed at that. "You have always put a dent in it. I do not think that you could completely remove it."

Remus handed over the packages, paperwork and remaining funds. "You remember the charm Moody told you to place on your trunk."

"Yes. However, I think I am being removed from the dorms." Harry looked at Snape for confirmation. Snape confirmed his quarters were ready.

"I will leave you, now. I believe that you are good hands." Remus spoke.

Harry got to his feet and hugged the professor. "Please, keep in touch about anything. I miss him a lot, too." Remus nodded his agreement.

It was already night when they started walking back to the castle. "I am truly sorry, Professor. I hope I did not make things harder for you."

"It is nothing that I cannot handle, especially since I know what to expect." He spoke. He showed Potter to his quarters which were on the ground floor. "The password is Lily. You can change it at any time; however, you must notify myself and your head of house of the new password. You have three hours before curfew. I expect to see you, two in the dorms."

Harry nodded his agreement. Draco and Blaise nodded theirs. Harry tossed his packages on the table in what appears to be something like a common room. "I was told that when a wizard or witch comes of age, it is a custom for the person to be presented a special journal to write new spells and/or potions in it. I figured, since we were all emancipated, and our trace is now removed that we each should have one." Harry pulled out the journals. "They are not binded. I figured you would want to bind them yourselves. They are spelled to constantly add more pages as needed."

Blaise looked shocked. "I don't know what to say." He rubbed his hand over the cover.

"I do not know what your families will do. I just wanted to do something traditional." Harry showed them his other books. He pointed out who got which books for him. They were surprised about the darker books. They agreed that they were all excellent books.

Harry pulled several pieces of parchment. "Would you mind going over them? It was a lot to take in at once."

Draco took the parchments and looked over them. He could hold back his shock. "I knew the Blacks were extremely well off as an Ancient and Noble house, and heard that the Potters were considered wealthy as an Ancient House, but this is even more than I had anticipated."

"I am sure that them not being touched for a while, could have something to do with the high amount. I was only access to my trust vault which till recently I was only allowed to withdraw a specified amount to cover school supplies."

"With just the Potter's vaults, you are almost on equal level with my family. However, with the combined houses, you are the wealthiest wizard in Britain; I believe." Draco handed the list to Blaise who confirmed his suspicions.

"What about the agreement with the twins, is that okay? I know it is a done deal. I would just like your opinion."

Draco read the document, and handed that to Blaise, as well. They shared a look. "I think it is more than fair. I am surprised that the twins were generous."

"They are extremely grateful. Should I change the people handling my affairs or accounts? I was assured that they were very good and thorough."

"I would not change them." Blaise spoke first, and Draco agreed.

Hermione told me to give these to you. Draco handed over books and several pieces of parchments. "She always made copies of her notes in the classes we shared, when I was unable to attend. It appears I have a lot of catching up to do; since I have practically missed the first month of classes."

"I am sure you will not need help with charms or DADA. If you need help getting caught up; then we will also help you." Draco offered. "I see you are still in your old clothes."

"Yes. My new clothes were promised to be delivered tomorrow. The items ordered were one set of dress robes, 20 sets of every day clothes, and new robes for school. I could have gotten by with just 5-10 every day clothes 20 was the amount finally agreed upon."

"What colors did you choose?" Blaise asked.

"You will have to wait till tomorrow. I chose all my favorite colors and that is all I will say."

Blaise smiled. "I guess we get a show tomorrow after classes."

Draco smiled. "It seems that you are right. I like the idea of a show."

Harry gulped. "You are not going to make me try on all the pieces."

Blaise laughed. "Oh most definitely! It will give us an overall idea of your tastes and whether or not it needs to be adjusted."

"I do not see why it would need to be altered." Harry gulped.

"We will have to wait and see. You are the wealthiest wizard, the Chosen One, the boy who lived and the Triwizard Champion which I noticed those proceeds were added to the Potter's vault. You are the sole heir to what were two ancient pure blood families and claim two seats in the Wizengamot. If you are able to defeat the Dark Lord; then you can add most powerful wizard and Savior of the wizarding world. All these titles demand a certain image."

"I do not want any titles! I do want notoriety! I do want a very public life!" Harry began to panic.

Draco quickly began rubbing his back. "It will be okay. Calm down. It is not something you can forego. The moment you became the Boy Who Lived, your life became a public life. The prophecy being known makes you the Chosen One. The Goblet of Fire made you a Triwizard Champion. The rest of the title are a result from your family. You will decide the last two titles. It is not something that can be avoid, but publicity can be controlled. I know how to do that."

Blaise took his hand. "Since your parents' death on Halloween, you have never been just Harry; nor would ever be just Harry."

"No! No! No! I just want my life to be just my own. I do not want it planned, dictated or controlled." Harry started rocking back and forth. He began muttering in Parseltongue causing the two boys to jump back for a moment.

Draco and Blaise tried to talk to him. They could sense the room filling with his power. However, Harry was now lost in his own mind. They could not understand. Draco frowned. He had an idea, but unsure on how Blaise would react. They needed Harry to calm down quickly.

Draco dropped to his knees. He remembered the fiery passion from earlier. He hoped it would bring him back down. He grabbed Potter's face between his hands. His eyes looked void. He pressed his lips to Potter. He immediately felt his body responding. He bit Potter's bottom lip. He felt a hand reach for the back of his neck. He felt his body explode in a fiery heat.

Harry broke away. "What was that for?"

"You were rocking back and forth and speaking in Parseltongue. It was the only thing I could think of to bring you back without slapping."

Harry looked to both of them. "Next time, just slap me then. We all are bonded. We are becoming friends; however, it ends there!" He rose and went into the bathroom.

Blaise looked at Draco. "What was all that? I do not think that he means it. I can feel sadness and regret coming from him."

"I think we should give him time to himself." Draco whispered. He rose and went through the painting. He felt Blaise come up behind. "No offense, I have felt nothing as compared to kissing Harry. My whole body instantly is consumed with a burning fiery passion. I told him this morning that I love you and do want to lose what I have with you."

"I hope you know it is not a rejection. He is suppressing his desire for you. I already told you that I know that you love him. I already had a feeling before this year that it was only a matter of time. I figured it out in year three that it would take at least two more years before you too realized that your intensity was not hatred but attraction for each other."

"I know it is not rejection. He wants to control his life. He feels that it is magic that makes him feel this way. He feels that nothing is his own. He swore that he would not let anything end our relationship. He feels he is not worth it. Did you hear him try to say that he only wanted 5-10 everyday clothes?"

"I guess we will have to find a way to straighten him out and see that it is real, and that he is most definitely worth it."

"It will be easier said than done. You heard what he has been through and treated by those that he has trusted. I mean look at Weasley. He claims to be his best friend, but has turned his back on him twice, now." Draco frowned. They walked back to the dungeons to catch up on their work.