Harry landed right ontop of an old chari leg and almost lost his balance when he reached the shrieking shack. Unfortunately, he could not find Miss Figg anywhere. He looked through all the rooms when he reached the room that he had a run-in with a teacher in less than two years ago. He looked around; everything was just how they left it. Except there was an odd lamp lying on the table that Harry did not remember. He walked towards it and reached hiw hand out.

"Dont touch it!" Harry heard someone scream. He looked around to see who it was, but he could not see anyone nearby. All of the sudden, Miss Figg appeared right next to him. "Simple invisibility charm," she said. "That lamp is a protkey I set up. Harry, you need to learn that you will not be able to go up and touch anything without thinking first." Harry hung his head.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, it's ok Harry, dear. Well, let's get started. We will go with invisibility. Repeat after me: 'Inviasimo'."

"Inviasimo."

"Close, try again."

"Inviasimo."

"Good. Now tap your leg when you say it." Harry said it and tapped his leg and he felt a bit lighter. "Good job, Harry. You just learned how to become invisible. I guess that old cloak of your father's won't help you now."

"How did you--"

"Don't ask questions. Harry, during the next year at school, you will have a lot to do." "Am I going to learn to become an animagus?"

"Not yet, Harry. The Order will not let you until you are at least a seventh year student. There are plenty of other things you can do though. In fact, I have a book of curses, incantations, charms, and potions for you to study all year. The new DADA teacher at Hogwarts is teaching a REAL dueling club and I offered you as an assistant so become well-trained at them. Harry nodded.

"Well, I have a lot of work to do, so I'll get you a room here in Hogsmeade where you can practice these." She gave Harry the book and Harry looked amazed; it was huge. "Don't worry, Harry. Someone at your level will have no troublewith it. I had better leave. Walk around for a bit, then go to the Hogs Inn and tell them you're with me. They'll have a room waiting. Good-bye, Harry and best of luck."

"Good-bye Miss Figg." Harry got his lastglimpse of her waving rightbefore she disapperated. I can't believe she wants me to helpout at a dueling club, Harry thought. He found his way out of the Shrieking Shack and headed down the hill towards Hogsmeade. He really wanted a butterbeer, so he had his mind set on the Three Broomsticks. When he got there, he went in and sat down.

"How can I help you?" a young lady asked when she got to Harry's table.

"Wh-what happened to....to...."

"Oh, the old owner?" Harry smiled. "Well, she wanted to take a break. I'm her cousin, Angelica, and you are?"

"My name's Harry."

"Harry, was it? Well, I like that. Are you going to Hogwarts this year?"

"Yes, I am."

"I went to Beauxbatons. The only English girl in the lot. I just graduated last year. What year are you"

"Fifth year."

"Oh, yea. You have seven years at Hogwarts. Our training was so comprehensive that we only had six years. If we want a full training for a governmental position, then we could go with the seventh year, but it is optional. So how old are you?"

"Sixteen. You?"

"Seventeen. You look older for your age. Say, do you know Harry Potter? I hear that he's going to Howarts now. I would just die if I met him." Harry blushed and moved a bit uneasily in his chair. "What's wrong with you?"

"Well, I am Harry Potter."

"Oh, get out of here. Where's the-" Harry lifted up his hair. "Oh, my god, you are Harry Potter. Well, now I'm attracted to both your fame and your charm." Harry blushed again.

"Well, do you work all day?" Harry asked her.

"No. I'm actually off right now. I'm just getting paid to talk to you."

"Would you like to join me for a butterbeer?"

"Sure." She went off into the back and came back about 5 minutes later with two fresh mugs of butterbeer in hand. Harry took a drink of his; it tasted wonderful.

"So, Harry. What brings you into Hogsmeade?"

"I really can't say, but I will be here until we go back to school."

"Wow. That's a few weeks, right?" Harry nodded behind his glass. "I bet you get to go a lot of places. I mean, someone with your history and all must be treated like a king."

"Sometimes. At other time, I don't get treated too well."

"Why not?"

"Well, some people like Lucius and Draco-"

"Malfoy. Yes, they're infamous in every country. They were great servants of the darkside. It's no doubt they like you."

"Yea, since I overcame their master four times now."

"Not only that, but also, with your blood line, a lot of pure-blood and dark-side servants must not like you."

"What do you mean, 'my blood line'?"

"You were never told?"

"Told what?"

"Harry, this has to be the main reason why you were ablt to keep your magical talents even without being in our world for so long. Nothing would ever be able to take your blood away from you."

"My blood? I really have no clue what you mean."

"Harry, didn't you ever wonder where you got so much money and talent?"

"My parents."

"Try your great great great great great grandfather."

"What?"

"Harry, you are the only living descendant of Goidric Gryffindor."