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Summary :

Harry goes somewhere during the summer holidays after his forth year. He comes back a year later to teach D.A.D.A. (Defence Against the Dark Arts).

Authors Note :

As is customary, I would like to begin by thanking all those who took the time to review. It's really encouraging to see that your story is appreciated by others. Thanks to : Laterose, Fair Lady Ravenclaw, callas-and-ivy (First of all, thank you for reviewing. When I said I wanted people to correct, I meant it. The amount of mistakes you found just goes to show how many mistakes I've made, although thankfully for me, most of them are typos. My possessive nouns have sucked for a long time, I've never gotten the hang of them really, so it's likely to be the mistake that comes up the most. I do not and will not think of you as a stuck up prick or a fanatic. Everyone has problems, and different ways of dealing with them. If you find it therapeutic to correct the mistakes I made, all the better. Whatever problems you have, I hope you find the strength to get through them, and that they'll get better soon. The corrected chapters will hopefull be updated soon, that is, as soon as I get around to doing it.), ArhraCole, Rachel A. Prongs, Aradia Violet (damn, plot glitch alert ! Okay ! Stay calm ! *thinks deeply * Okay, explaination : When Harrys' dad was at school, everyone knew that Voldemort was gaining power, and there were more people that were ready to fight him. As it is, only a few people accept that Voldemort is back. Godrics' Haven had to take this into account, and when Harrys' dad came of age, that is to say, reached the age of 15, Godrics Haven decided that is wasn't necessary for him to go. However, with Harry, Voldemorts forces are stronger than before, and are more numerous than the forces of the light. That is why it decided to get Harry to train him. Is that a satisfactory answer ?), Phoenix353, Dertine, loki2525, WolfMoon (hope you enjoy(ed) New Zealand. I've never been personnaly, but if the landscapes we see in the trilogy 'Lord Of The Rings' is anything to go by, it must be a beautiful place. Speaking of that, I would just like to add : THE ENTS ROCK !!!), a fan and chochang913.

To everyone : enjoy !!!

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Harry awoke bright and early on Thursday morning. Today would be a busy day. He would have advanced DADA with the sixth years, then then seventh years, during the course of the morning. The afternoon would be spend doing some more research on the schools wards, then probably the placing of some of the wards.

He had already started to do some research yestereve. None of his friends had come over since they had schoolwork to hand in, and Remus and Sirius had just popped by for a few minutes before leaving. Harry had gone through several books, and had already completed most of the research necessary. As it was, he could conclude that there was no risk for Harry to place additionnal wards. There were a few he couldn't place, but he had counted on not being able to place them all, so it didn't really matter.

Harry got dressed, put up his disguise, and went down to the great hall. It was about half-full, and almost all of the other teachers were there. He strode over to the head table and sat down. The food was already set, so he served himself a large serving of food and started to eat. Remus came down shortly after and sat down next to him.

"That's a large serving you've got there." He remarqued.

"I'm hungry." Was all that Harry said as he continued to eat. Once he was finished, he sat back, contented. He hadn't lacked food during his stay at Godrics' Haven, but it had lacked company other than memories of powerful witches and wizards. It was good to be able to interact with those you spoke to. "So, what have you got today ?"

"Third years, I believe. You ?"

"Advanced sixth and seventh years the morning, leaving me free to do my thing the afternoon."

"And what exactly does that entail ?"

"Setting up extra wards and the like. Better protection."

Pretty soon, it was time for lessons. Harry waited for the hall to be almost student free before getting up and heading towards his class. Upon arriving, he saw that it must be one of the more popular advanced courses. Out of the fifty-odd students that make up the sixth year, there were about 30 or so waiting in front of his classroom. He opened the door and entered, the students following and taking their places. Harry noted that he knew quite a few of those present : Ron and Hermione, of course, Seamus Finnagan, Dean Thomas, Draco Malfoy, Zabini Blaise, and more. All from different houses, although less Slytherin compared to the other houses. Once everyone was seated, Harry started the lesson.

"Good morning class. And welcome to advanced defence lessons. These lessons are slightly different to what you will learn during regular lessons. While the regular lessons are more general, advanced lessons gives you more practical knowledge , actually using what you already know. Half the lessons are going to be physical training (several groans could be heard), and you are encouraged to continue exercising during your free time. Sometimes, the only solution to a given problem is to escape, and you won't get very far if you weigh as much as a baby killer whale." Several people started to snigger at this, while Harry gave a brief thought to his oversized cousin, who probably weighed more that a baby killer whale. "You will be tested on your physical condition during the end-of-year exam. So next week, meet me at the quidditch pitch in training clothes. The other half of the lessons will deal with what YOU want to learn. I will be handing round pieces of parchment at the end of the lesson, and you will write down what you want to learn. I will make the lessons according to what you write. It is annonymous, so don't be ashamed."

"For todays lesson, and the lesson in 2 weeks time, I wanted to do something more fun. A question : which is better, to be more powerful, or to give the impression we are more powerful ?"

A stunned silence came over the class. What kind of question was this. A few students started to speak to each other, and Harry could hear bribes of conversations : "studid question", "of course it's better to be more powerful", "is it a trick question, maybe", and so on.

"Well, anyone care to give their opinion. Yes, miss Abbott," Harry said, as the sixth year Hufflepuff raised her hand.

"Well, I would say it's more important to be more powerful, sir. You can't cast some spells if you aren't strong enough." A few voices murmered their consent, while a few people frowned.

"Mr Boot, what's your idea on the subject ?"

"Well, while being powerful is important, if you don't know the spell, it's no use. If you give the impression that you're powerful, you can be intimidating."

"Good point. You are, in fact, both correct. Just an example of giving the impression of being powerful." Harry raised his arm, parm facing forwards. He had hidden his wand in a leather band on his wrist, where the tip was just under his palm. "Stupefy !" Harry said, and the green light sped towards a random student, who just barely managed to avoid the light. Lowering his arm, he asked, "what did I just do ?"

"You tried to curse a student" someone called out.

"What with ?" Harry asked. The class started to buzz, as people realized that his wand hadn't been in his hand. Of course, they didn't know he had hidden it, nor that he could really perform wandless magic, but that was the point of the lesson.

"Erm, sir, you performed wandless magic." Said a student who Harry didn't remember the name.

"Did I ?" Harry asked, with a hint of amazement in his voice. "I must be really powerful, to perform wandless magic, mustn't I ?" Hermione slowly raised her arm. "Yes, miss Granger."

"You gave the impression that you used wandless magic." Harry smiled, and withdrew his wand from it's hiding place.

"Now, imagine someone attacks you. You use just this little trick. Your opponent may be distracted by your supposed ability to perform wandless magic, leaving you the opportunity to take advantage of him. Or her," he added as a afterthought. "There are many different ways to lull your opponent into a false sense of superiority or inferiority, and you can take to advantage. The question is not if you are more powerful or not, but the impression you give. Of course, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being powerful enough to cast high level spells, but you have to know the spells, and be able to use them in situations of stress." The discussion continued for some time. 10 minutes before the end of the lesson, Harry handed out the papers, letting each student write down something before taking them back. By the time the end-of-lesson bell rang, people exited the class happy.

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10 minutes later found Harry watching the seventh years enter the class and take their seats. The only face he could say he knew was Cho Chang, who took a front fow seat with several other Ravenclaw girls, who were probably her room mates. They were less numerous, but not by much, numbering about 25 or so. Cho had also taken advanced arithmancy, charms and transfiguration, where she really excelled. Not surprisingly, not many people took advanced potions, and they were almost all from Slytherin. Advanced charms was probably the most popular, and chosen by almost all.

Harry came out of his rêverie just as the last students settled down. "Good morning class. You know who I am, so I won't bother with re-introducing myself. This year, we will be doing physical training one out of every three lessons, starting next week. Lessons will take place on the quidditch pitch in proper training clothes. The other lessons will be talking about rarer forms of dark arts, such as potions, runes, and rituals that exist. You will have to learn about them to fight them. You will also learn several curses and hexes that are considered dark, and you will be learning them. They may just save you life." The students began to murmur among themselves, but it died down quickly as Harry continued speaking. "Not many people know, but most dark curses have their potion equivalent. The Cruciatus curse, for example, can be transplanted into a potion : the aptly named Cruciatus potion. We won't be learning how to brew it, but we WILL be learning what can stop it's effects. Take notes of what will follow." The students sprang into action, taking out pots of ink and loading quills. Harry then proceded to talk about the Cruciatus potion and the Imperius potion, their obvious effects and how to counter their effects.

The bell signaling the end of the lesson rang out. Harry gave them their homework assignment for in two weeks time (Research 2 more dark potions, uses, ingrediants, and counter measures) and the students packed away their belongings and left. Almost all of them. Cho had stayed behind. Harry took a quick glance over her shoulder, and saw that the door was open. "What may I do for you, miss Chang ?" he asked.

"I was wondering, professor, if you had a book which I could borrow which spoke about basic sword mouvements, for armed combat lessons."

"Yes, I have a couple of books on the subject. You could meet me at my private quarters, after dinner. Or would you rather earlier ?"

"After dinner would be fine sir. Thanks you." She winked at him, before turning around and walking off. Harry knew he still had some time before lunch, but decided to have an early lunch and finish his research. The earlier he got the wards set up, the better.

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Harry had visited Dobby, who had been able to see through Harrys' disguise. Harry knew, however, that the house elf would keep the secret, whatever the cost. He was too grateful towards Harry and too faithful to Dumbledore for it to be otherwise. Harry asked if food could be brought straight up to his quarters at lunchtime. And what Harry wants, Harry gets. At least with Dobby, anyway.

Harry left the kitchens and went to the library. He went straight to mrs Pince to get the required books. She went and came back with 4 big leather-bound books, levitating them in front of her.Harry took them and returned to his chambers, where he proceded to go through them. He had managed to get through 2 of them when Dobby brought him his lunch. A large silver tray, covered with a large variety of foodstuffs, enough to feed 2 people. Harry ate, although he didn't manage to finish everything, then finished with his research.

It was 2 o'clock when he was finished. And now, he was 100 percent sure that the wards he would put up didn't interfere in the slightest with the original wards. He left his chambers, and headed down to Dumbledores office. Upon arrival, he gave the stone gargoyle the password and went up the spiral staircase. Reaching the top, he paused before the large oak door, listening to see if the headmaster wasn't already in a meeting. Not hearing anything, he knocked and entered, greeted by the sight of the headmaster behind his desk, reading some papers.

"Good afternoon, sir." Harry said, entering the offace and closing the door behind him.

Looking up from the paper he was reading, Dumbledore smiled.

"Good morning James. What may I do for you ?"

"I just came by to tell you that I've finished conducting my research on the wards that are on Hogwarts. I had to take off a couple of the wards that I had intended to do, but other than that, there should be no problem."

"That's good to hear. When were you planning to set them up ?"

"I was planning on placing those on the great hall today, as well as the common rooms. Tomorrow, I could do the grounds outside, quidditch pitch and the teachers quarters, and do the different classrooms over the weekend. There won't be classes, so nothing to disrupt."

"Yes, that is satisfactory. Very well, you have my go ahead."

"Thank you sir."

"Thank YOU, James." Dumbledore said, with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his lips. Harry gave him a small nod before turning around and leaving the office, heading towards the great hall.

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Harry had just spent slightly over an hour placing different protection runes in the great hall. It was quite tiring because when creating magical runes, not only is a great deal of concentration and precision involved, you have to weave a spell into the runes. As it was, he had placed protection runes over the house tables and head table. When activated, magical barriers would appear over the tables, protecting all those who would be seated. And taking into consideration the size of the room, quite a large number of runes had to be placed for the shield to be effective. Otherwise, the shield would be too thin to be of any use.

It was now about three o' clock. The final lessons would soon be finishing, and Harry was slightly behind schedule. He had hoped to to all the common rooms, but since the great hall had taken so much time and energy, he figured he only had the time to do two of them today. He realized that he should have done the common rooms first, but it was too late to change anything now.

Making his way towards the Gryffindor common room, he arrived before the painting of the fat lady. He didn't have to give the password, seeing as he was a teacher. He entered, and found it to be completely empty, save for Hermiones big ginger cat that went by the name of Crookshanks. Harry considered it to be quite an appropriate name for the bow-legged feline, but kept this particular remark to himself. Harry then proceded to place several charms upon every entrance : the main entrance garded by the fat lady, plus the entrances of the different boys and girls dorms. Upon arriving at the door labeled "Boys – 6th Year", Harry paused. This is where he would be, if he hadn't been taken away to Godrics' Haven, where his classmates would also be sleeping. He paused an instant to remember different memories, the wake-up calls, waking up or falling asleep with someone else – usually Ron – snoring.

He opened the door. There were 5 beds, indicating that his bed hadn't been removed. The sheets were clean, as if it was soon to be used. Rons was just opposite, the bed closest to the door. Next to Rons' and Harrys' bed were Dean Thomas' and Seamus Finnigans' beds, with Neville Longbottoms' bed at the far end of the wall. Maybe, when he left the school, he would steal his bed and keep it, as a last souvenir. Several posters were on the walls. Ron had a couple of Chuddley Cannons posters next to his bed, whereas Dean had a couple of muggle football posters. Harry remembered when Ron tried to get them to move by poking the poster with his wand a few years back. Several books littered the floor. 'Quidditch Through The Ages' was next to Rons bed. No surprises there. The odd school book was to be found. On Nevilles bedisde table were several herbology books. Neville may not have been the most magical person, but his abilities in herbology far outclassed almost everyone. Only Hermione got more, and not by much. Harry thought about it, and decided to buy Neville some herbology books. He would appreciate it.

Closing the door, he cast the appropriate charms, finished his work, and left to complete the same task on the Ravenclaw common room before the students came back from their lessons. He might even have time to do the other common rooms, if he went quick enough.

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That night, there was a staff meeting. They usually took place on weekends, but Snape had come back from a meeting with Voldemort. Since he had started playing spy once again, he was be regularly called. He would warn Dumbledore of him iminent departure, leave, come back to be patched up before giving what information he could. He had just come back from a meeting, and wanted to give his report the soonest possible time. That's why the entire staff were gathered together in a meeting roon next to Dumbledores office.

Everyone was present. The last teacher, professor Vector, had just entered and taken her seat. Snape was busy scowling at everyone. No one was talking, except for Harry (who was disguised) and Remus, who were discussing the wards Harry was placing. Harry had just sent Cho a note to tell her that there was a sudden teachers meeting. Of course, she could wait for him, but it would probably finish late.

Dumbledore stood up, causing Harry and Remus to fall silent. "Good evening. As you know, professor Snape here present serves as a spy to us. He presents himself, at great personnal risk, as a loyal and faithful death eater. He will now give us a brief report on todays meeting." Dumbledore took his seat, while Snape stood up

"He started, as usual, by asking us what we knew about the whereabouts of the Potter boy. Needless to say, no one was able to give him any information whatsoever. I, too, was unable, since his last letter came slightly under two weeks ago. He then told us that he had approached the dementors, and that they had agreed to join him. However, since he is still gaining forces, they are to stay at Azkaban until he calls them. He is still unable to contact the giants, being unable to find them."

Dumbledore had explained to Harry about that. He had sent Hagrid, along with madame Maxime, as envoys to the giants, to extend the had of friendship to them. They had agreed, and Dumbledore had had several wizards and witches place powerful protection charms on their place of dwelling, plus making it invisible and unplottable. Anyone not welcome would get the urge to flee from where they were. The closer the proximity, the more powerful the urge.

As for the dementors, they couldn't do anything. Fudge refused to have them removed, and they had nothing with which to buy them. Voldemort could offer them many things, from humans, to the opportunity to strike fear into peoples hearts. They were the most foul of creatures, sucking the happiness out of those close by. Many were driven mad, which is why wizards fear Azkaban so much.

"Lastly, he spoke of plans to attack. He says he has a list of different targets, but no date as such. Names he mentionned are Beauxbâtons Academy of Magic, Diagon alley, or the Misistry of Magic. He doesn't want to attack Hogwarts yet : he is not yet at full power, and the Potter boy is still nowhere to be found. Do we have any news of him at all, Albus ?"

At this question, Albus gave a brief look at Harry, who gave a small nod.

"Actually we do. You could even say that you personnaly know where he is." Snape looked disbelievingly at the headmaster, who chuckled. "Harry, if you could …"

Harry stood up, removing his disguise. Several people gasped, while Snape just stared at him. Harry sat down, content to get the disguise off. It tickled and itched when kept on for long periods of time or when you used a lot of magic at the same time, and it took Harry a lot of self-control to not scratch away madly. Those who hadn't been aware of his identity continued staring at Harry, only stopping when the headmaster continued to talk.

"Harry had been disguised for obvious security reasons. However, since Voldemort has finally decided to act, Harrys' disguise is no longer of importance for the rest of the staff. During this last year, I have been gathering forces, those who fought against Voldemort all those years ago. The Order of Light (AN : The Order of the Phoenix is just too cliché) is once again operational."

The meeting continued for some time, with Dumbledore giving information on the different measures he has taken. A couple of spies had been placed amont Voldemorts death eaters, places of security had been errected, useful objects created, and the like. A years worth of preparations. It hadn't been easy, since minister Fudge had not been helping. However, his position was not strong. Several recent decisions of his hadn't met with success, further demeriting his reputation. It was just a matter of time before he would be removed from his office.

The meeting finished. It was decided that Snape would tell Voldemort that Harry was nearing the end of his training, and that Harry would stay in disguise for a little while more. Since Harry didn't know the other teachers very well, they didn't ask him any questions and left to their respective quarters. Harry stayed back to talk a bit with Hagrid before leaving and going to his chambers. Cho wasn't there, but she had left him a note saying she had waited for a bit, but left to continue with her school work. Harry went up to his bedroom, got changed, and fell into a dreamless slumber.

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