There was many things that harry wanted to do during lunch, none of them included going to see Professor Snape but he figured that the Professor would want to see him eventually. He had many thoughts going through his head, one of them on a certain blonde hair blue eyed individual. After what Daphne had told him regarding his eyes, Harry figured there was no point in trying to hide the color of his eyes and remained with the green eyes he was born with. Sure explaining why his eyes were green instead of purple would be annoying to explain, he figured it would be easier than having to constantly remember to place new contacts in. He sighed as he was in front of the Potions classroom and knocked.
"Enter." He heard Snape say from the other side.
Harry pushed open the door and was greeted by the sight of one of his least favorite classrooms in Hogwarts.
"Professor you wanted to see me." Harry said looking at the teacher. Harry wasn't sure what it was in this world, maybe the fact that his mother was still alive but Snape seemed younger and didn't have the scowl that was always on his face in his world.
"Ah, Mr. Flamel please take a seat." Snape gestured to the chair in front of his desk.
"I merely wanted to see how you were doing, being a new student and I know that the school can be confusing to navigate through."
Harry nodded, 'I'm fine, the school is impressive but I haven't had any trouble navigating the school as well."
Snape nodded in response, "How are your classmates? I have noticed that you are close to Mr. Malfoy."
"Draco and I have some history, I've known him for a while and not all our interactions were pleasant he has changed and I do find myself relying on him for certain aspects in terms of navigating the school. The others in my year have been cordial but I wonder if the actions of the upper years is something that is common. I can see that your nose is faring much better now." Harry responded with a slight smirk.
Snape couldn't help but glare at the boy in front of him, "I assure you Mr. Flamel that those students do not represent the school or the House of Slytherin as a whole and that you will not be seeing any such foolishness again during your stay here.
Harry nodded, "I see."
"I have also heard that the headmaster asked to speak to you yesterday."
Harry nodded, "He is a close friend to my parents, he just wanted to make sure that I was fitting in and told me if I needed anything to not hesitate and ask."
Snape looked at the boy before asking his next question, "How are you finding our classes, though it is your second day I have already been hearing that you are very advanced for your age."
"To be honest Professor, the classes are easy, I don't find a challenge in any of them. I believe that the headmaster should have told you I am not here to learn, but here to get closer to those in my age group."
"You find that the education here is inadequate?" Snape asked incredulously.
"For me yes, while for the students with skills that match their age it may not be the case. I am merely stating that I am more than capable of taking my OWLS and NEWTS right now but am not due to my Fathers suggestion of socializing." Harry responded calmly.
Snape looked at the boy curiously, there was something familiar about the boy that he couldn't put a finger on.
"Speaking of classes, I will not be attending any more History of Magic classes." Harry said pulling out the note from Nicholas and Perenelle.
Snape grabbed the note and read it over before looking at the boy in confusion.
"While I am not questioning the validity of the note, I do not have permission to excuse you from another teachers' lessons."
"I came to Hogwarts at the pressing of my Father, he did not send me here for a subpar education even if I may be advanced, History being one of the few classes I was looking forward too."
"Why is that Mr. Flamel."
"Simple, History is the backbone for everything that we know, we should be learning about the basis of magic an all the things behind it, not Goblin Rebellions. The wizarding world may despise things that muggles do but the fact that the muggles teach history as a form of learning to not repeat mistakes is something the wizarding world should take for example. History is something that cannot be properly taught, it is something for people to learn from."
Snape leaned back taking in the words of the young man sitting in front of him.
"You raise an interesting point Mr. Flamel, however as I said before I am unable to excuse you from the class and your absence will lead to points being deducted which will upset your housemates."
Harry leaned back, "You know, it's a smart system."
Snape raised an eyebrow, "Whatever do you mean Mr. Flamel?"
"The House system, points and all that none sense. It keeps students in line and makes sure that they do things the way you want them too. If they do anything out of the norm cause them to lose points and be shunned by their house mates. It's quite ridiculous, you could literally give me a thousand points for talking to you or take away a thousand for breathing. It's a stupid tool to keep children in line in the form of peer pressure and I honestly could not give a damn about it." Harry responded looking at the teacher. "Like I said Professor, if we learned true history I would attend important lessons that teach then generations to not make the same mistakes over and over again, hell even now there is a story that the wizarding world does not know about."
Snape leaned forward his curiosity piqued. "And what story would that be?"
Harry smirked knowing he had the attention of the potions master, "The story of Tom Marvolo Riddle. A child of a dying wizarding family and a muggle, orphaned who came to Hogwarts and found a home, won awards for service in the school. A great young man with a bright future ahead of him. What does he do with the abilities he learned, he crafts himself an anagram naming himself Lord Voldemort, a name so feared no one can say it. The deeds he did, the terrible deeds and acts he performed which led to the last wizarding war in Britain."
Snape looked at Harry in shock, "Ho- How do you know that, all of it?"
Harry leaned forward, "No Professor, the question you need to ask yourself is why doesn't everyone know. Also, Professor, attempt to read my thoughts again and I will make sure that it is the last thing that you ever do." Harry said from over his shoulder before slamming the door shut.
Snape stared at the door in shock, he could not believe what he had just heard from the Flamel boy not only did he just disrespect the entire school point system but had said Voldemort's name aloud and knew who he was and his origins. However, that was not the most striking thing about the boy, the boy was a Potter. Severus was close with the Potter family and would have known if the family ever had a son, especially one close to Melissa's age. He could see it in the boy's eyes which he swore were purple on his first day, they were identical to Lily's eyes and Melissa's as well, but his carefree way and blatant disregard for the house system and school in general was similar to James Potter. There was even a slight resemblance between the two, granted it wasn't very noticeable but if you looked close enough, it was there. He knew he needed to speak to Dumbledore, not about his theory of Flamel being a Potter, but the fact that he knew who Voldemort was and his history. Sighing he got up and walked over to his floo.
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Albus Dumbledore was in Azkaban, or at least viewing a memory from Azkaban regarding the breakout and death of several Death Eaters. He watched the duel in awe seeing the power behind the person fighting off 10 Death Eaters on his own. His usage of spells and the environment was something that Dumbledore had seen maybe once or twice in his life. He saw looked over to the other people viewing the memories with him, James Potter and Sirius Black were also watching, attempting to study the duel and take any knowledge they could from it. They excited the memory still shocked by the duel, granted this was about the 5th time that both James and Sirius had seen it but the first that Dumbledore had viewed the memory.
"Amazing isn't it? The person was able to take out the Death Eaters, the fact that Dolohov was one of them shows how skilled he is." Sirius said taking a seat in one of Dumbledore's chairs.
"I also noticed the fiery green eyes, the same person that saved the Greengrass girls in Diagon Alley?" Dumbledore asked rubbing his beard.
James nodded, "Seems that way, there is something else that Sirius and I noticed when watching over the memory."
Dumbledore looked at him curiously.
"There were 2 spells that were used, and those spells belong to the Black and Potter family grimoires."
Dumbledore looked at both James and Sirius in shock, "That, how is that even possible?"
Sirius shook his head, "Not sure, it has to be someone who has the blood of a Black in them, but my Grimoire is in the Black Family Home and the only people who I know that can access it wouldn't use it against the Death Eaters."
"Mine's at home right now, but so far I'm the only one who has read the book since my father last read it." James spoke up leaning against the wall.
Dumbledore took a seat at his desk pondering the implications of this new knowledge when the fireplace came to life.
"Albus can I come through?" The voice of Severus Snape called out.
"Of course, come through." Dumbledore responded, instantly Snape appeared out of the fireplace noticing the other individuals in the room.
"James, Sirius." Snape greeted with a nod.
Sirius nodded back while James smiled at the man and said hello in response.
"Why have you come Severus?" Dumbledore asked him curiously.
"Flamel, I just spoke to the boy and I discovered quite a few things." Snape said conjuring a chair and taking a seat in it.
"Flamel?" Sirius asked curiously.
"The news would have just broken today, the Flamels have decided to make a reappearance with their heir coming here to attend Hogwarts." Snape told the Auror who looked at him in surprise.
"Wait so you're telling me that Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel have a son and he is now attending Hogwarts?"
"Yes, it would appear so." Dumbledore confirmed for Sirius.
James nodded in understanding, "That's why Amelia was so worked up about the Goblins."
"Whatever do you mean?" Snape asked James curiously.
"I heard Amelia talking to Fudge the other day, she was going on about someone threatening to inflate the market with gold and that the Goblins were furious. She also mentioned Flamel, but I didn't think much of it at the time." James clarified.
"Wait so Flamel went to Gringotts and I guess needed something but the Goblins wouldn't give it to him, so he threatened them? Then Got what he wanted?" Sirius asked incredulously.
"It would appear so." Dumbledore said chuckling to himself.
"Wait, I thought you said the stone was destroyed 3 years ago, how could he make gold, it's not like he has a lot of it saved up somewhere." James asked thoughtfully.
Dumbledore looked at the 3 before sighing, "When I spoke to Mr. Flamel yesterday, he disclosed that the stone that was given to me was not the only one the Flamels had made and that losing it was just a minor annoyance."
Sirius and James's eye were wide open at the revelation while Snape couldn't help but wonder at the implications that the stone was still real that there may be more than just one.
"It does make sense if you think about it." Snape said aloud causing the others to look at him. "If they had something so powerful so effective and keeping someone alive, don't you think that they would have extras, it's not as if the Dark Lord was the first to go after the stone and most likely will not be the last."
The others looked at him realizing that his words were right.
"Curious how that was what young Alexios told me the other night." Dumbledore said looking at Snape with interest. "You did want to bring something up about your conversation with the boy?"
Snape looked at Dumbledore before looking at the others, "He knows about Tom Riddle."
It was as if the air had been sucked out of the room, they all looked at Snape stunned.
"He knows everything, that he's a half-blood that he attended school year and that his name is an anagram for his title." Snape revealed. "He's also an Occlumens, he was able to sense me when I barely probed his mind."
"Wait you tried to use Legilimency on a student?" Sirius asked enraged.
"Calm yourself Black, it was merely to see if he had any shields, a request from Dumbledore." Snape told Sirius.
"Why?" James asked Dumbledore.
Dumbledore looked at the 2 aurors before sighing, "I just wished to learn more about the boy, and Severus being his head of house and a master Legilimency and would have been able to do a brief scan without being caught."
"The thing is, he doesn't have what appears to be normal shields, it's more chaotic, it feels unnatural almost animalistic. I don't think that he has normal shields." Snape admitted.
Dumbledore looked at Fawkes before leaning back into his chair again, "Interesting, we must keep an eye on the boy."
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Harry was stood atop the Astronomy Tower trying to clear his head, a cigarette in his hand. He had just gotten back from the Gaunt Shack unable to locate the ring which caused a fair amount of frustration for him, now having to see if Dumbledore had already possessed it, or Voldemort had already retrieved it making his job much harder. It was nearing midnight and he enjoyed the quiet and the calm the cigarettes brought him, he knew it was a bad habit but had picked it up during the war and it helped him when he needed to keep calm. He didn't smoke a lot but when he did it helped him. He sighed knowing that without the ring or any idea of where it would be his job was much harder. He thought back to the conversation he had with the Flamels just hours earlier,
-Flashback-
"I get that you're upset but things like this will happen, you already said somethings are different, such as your parents being alive and your godfather not being in prison." Perenelle said simply staring at Harry who was pacing the room.
Harry shook his head, "No that's not the point, we now have a Horcrux that is unaccounted for, killing him just became much harder."
"Let's think about it, if he was back who would he trust to keep the stone or at least have to hidden?" Nicholas asked Harry.
"I don't know, maybe Lestrange or even Crouch. There are too many variables with this now and it'll be harder to plan ahead." Harry said sitting down head in his hands.
"What was your original plan?' Perenelle asked, 'I know we had parts of it but there was stuff you didn't tell us, so what else did you have planned."
Harry looked up and stared at both Flamels. "I was planning on eliminating members of Voldemort's inner circle after having all the Horcruxes. Hell, I already got Dolohov and was going to go after Malfoy next then Crouch."
Nicholas looked at Perenelle with worry in his eyes, "By eliminating you mean."
"Killing them, ensuring they can't and won't do anything to be of use to the bastard." Harry said venom in his voice.
Perenelle looked at Harry confused, "So you not having this Horcrux is stopping you from doing that?"
Harry looked up at her, "Yes cause now I have to worry about where this bloody Horcrux is."
Perenelle shook her head and chuckled to herself, "You realize that you can still kill the death eaters, and by doing that you can narrow down who might have the ring. Think about it, you said yourself that Draco noticed that Lucious Malfoy has already been more active, if you can capture each Death Eater then you can get more information from them until you locate the ring or have enough information to go looking for it."
Harry started at her mouth open before looking at Nicholas who just shrugged at him.
"I don't know if Nicholas says it enough, but you are a genius." Harry said getting up smiling slightly.
"Thank you, I don't think I've heard a compliment like that in nearly a decade." Perenelle said looking at Nicholas pointedly.
Harry just laughed and got up letting the Flamels know that he had to head back to Hogwarts.
-Flashback End-
He sighed before taking another drag of the cigarette in his hand and looking up at the stars and couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over him.
"The man who regrets and forgets." A familiar voice called out from behind him.
Harry couldn't help but sigh again, "Why are you here?"
"Simple, I wanted to check in on you, it's been a while since we last saw each other. I see that you are fitting in well and have come up with a plan and even made some new allies."
Harry turned and looked at the figure in front of him. A beautiful lady stood in front of him, dressed in traditional Greek clothing looking at the boy in front of her.
"Lady Hecate you were never one for idle talk and chit chat, so how can I assist you?' Harry asked the goddess in front of him.
She frowned and looked at him with concern, "Why are you angry?"
Harry's face scrunched up, "You're asking me why? I have to yet again fight another war or the very least do my best to ensure it never happens. I also have to try to keep safe those I lost in my world all because the Gods decided that they would not interfere with the magical world."
Hecate looked at the angry boy her face now flashing in understanding.
"I do apologize my child, the reason I cannot intervene directly is because you and Tom have intertwined fates. It is unavoidable, you yourself have heard the Prophecy."
Harry shook his head and paced back and forth.
"All I wanted was to be normal, have a normal life but it appears that I will never have that."
Hecate looked at Harry sadly, "I believe if you are able to accomplish your task, you may have a future here."
"No, if I do survive, I'll be forced to live out my days here and if what you told me is true and I am immortal what's the point?"
"My child, immortality is a gift."
"No, do you know what immortality is? Immortality isn't living forever, that's not what it feels like, immortality is everybody else dying. You may think of it as a gift, I think of it as a curse." Harry said looking back out to the night sky.
Hecate looked down at the boy before sighing herself, "I hope that before the end of all of it, you find some happiness. Remember the Flamels help you because they are attempting to save you.
"I was lost a long time ago; they're helping me to save their world."
"Very well, I shall see you again Harry." Hecate said before fading away.
Harry looked out before lighting another cigarette, he embraced the silence again.