Chapter 3: Return to Hogwarts

It had been more then a month since Harry found the book on parsletounge by Salzar Slytherin, he had been able to master the ability to speak with serpents in only a month. He could now read, write and speak Parsletounge.

Harry was sitting on his bed, with the book in his lap, moving on to the next chapter on spells in Parsletounge. Some of them were similar to ones he already knew in English, and the rest of them had something to do with snakes. Harry was for some reason drawn to the knowledge that the book held, it seemed to him that this book had the key to defeating Voldemort.

Over the next few days Harry learned a great deal, and was able to learn many of the simple spells in Parseltounge, casting fire, light, water, and summoning a snake were just a few of them.

The rest of the summer holidays passed much like this, Harry cooped up into his room, fixated with the book. He didn't spend time with his friends or at his store in Diagon Alley. Instead he chose to stay in his room and learn the secrets to the language only a handful of people have had the gift to know. Harry had sent his letter from Hogwarts straight to the Weasley's and asked Ron to grab his things for him.

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With the summer holidays at and end, it was finally time for Harry to leave for Platform 9 and 3/4 at King Cross Station. He woke up at 7:30 in the morning and called a cab to take him to the station at 10. Harry packed his belongings into his trunks, one was filled with all his school supplies (mostly books), and the rest was stuffed into the other trunk he had ordered from Diagon Alley. He finished just in time for the cab to arrive, putting a couple charms on the trunks and making them lighter Harry proceeded down the stairs and out the door. All the while his relatives ignoring him and acting like he didn't exist.

The driver placed the trunks on the roof, Harry carried Hedwigs cage with him, he had sent her off to Hogwarts already. The trip to the station was quicker then he thought it would be and he arrived there with 30 minutes to spare, the train wasn't leaving until 11:15. He placed his trunks and cage on a trolley, payed the cab driver and made his way to the platform.

The entrance to the platform is through a magical barrier situated at the third pillar to the left of platform 9. He passed through it at a run, noticing a lot of new faces as he did.

"HARRY" Hermione squealed just as he passed the barrier and gave him a hug.

"Hermione...can't breath" Harry gasped, caught of guard by her.

"Oh sorry"she let go of him and stepped back "I was so worried about you, we hadn't seen you at all after your birthday."

"Yeah Harry, I was worried to, but im glad to see that your alright mate." Ron was now at his other side and had a hand on his shoulder.

Harry smiled at his friends "I'll explain everything in the train." Ron helped him place his trunks in the luggage compartment, and the trio tried to find an empty compartment.

They were lucky enough to find one at the last carriage, Hermione went in first and sat next to the window while Ron and Harry took a seat across from her. Harry took a deep breath and started telling them about what happened during the final task at the Triwizard Tournament, his friends listened in silence except for a few gasps that escaped Hermione's mouth. It was difficult for Harry at first, but as the story progressed it felt like a weight had been lifted of his shoulders, he was relieved to finally be able to talk about it.

"I can't believe what you've been through Harry, I'm sorry we couldn't be there for you" Hermione said while wiping away her tears.

"There was nothing you could do Hermione" Harry was now seated next to her with his arm around her shoulder and her head on his chest, a few tears remaining in her eyes.

"No Harry, we should have been there for you, like we always were. I can't believe the way I acted last year, I'm sorry to." Ron also moved and took a seat on the Hermione's left, next to the window. "I'm with you Harry no matter what."

Harry nodded his acknowledgment "I know."

"That's why you changed so much this summer" Hermione was now sitting upright no longer leaning on Harry's shoulder, her eyes wide with understanding.

"I made a promise to myself, that I wouldn't let anymore of my friends die or be hurt, not while I could do something to stop it. I have to face the facts guys Voldemort is after me, everybody and everything I hold dear. I'm going to prepare my self the best I can and do whatever it takes to win."

"And we'll be with you every step of the way."

"Guess that's why you're my best friend." Harry smiled back at Ron. "Ow" he yelped, Hermione had pinched him. "I meant friends."

They all started to laugh and the mood in the carriage quickly changed.

"On a lighter note, Hermione is the Gryffindor perfect for our year."

"Guess we have to watch what we do around her" Harry joked.

"Shut up you know I wouldn't take points away from my own house unless I had to." Hermione said crossly. She was now standing up with her arms crossed. Harry knew that it was better to be on Hermione's good side and remained quite, Ron on the other hand dove head first into an argument.

"Bloody hell Hermione we were only joking, don't have kittens."

Harry quickly put an end to the argument before it got out of control. "There's one more thing I wanted to tell you guys, but you have to promise not to tell anybody."

Hermione and Ron both agreed and sat down next to Harry so that he could explain.

Harry continued to tell them about the book on Parsletounge he found in Diagon Alley, he could now read and write the language. He also showed them now the book helped him control his magic using his mind by breaking the window on the train and repairing it by muttering the spell. Harry then moved on to demonstrate some spells he had learned in Parsletounge by lighting the bench opposite to them on fire, showering the fire with water, and then repairing all the damage done to the bench.

"That's amazing Harry, you have to teach Ron and I how to control our powers like you can" Hermione was the first to respond, and as usual eager to learn.

"Merlins beard Hermione, give the guy a break, were not even at Hogwarts yet and your already pestering us."

Harry and Ron broke out laughing at Ron's comment, and even more so at the look Hermione was giving Ron. Hermione soon joined her two friends and for the first time in Harry's life he felt like he belonged.

The rest of the ride went by quickly and before they realized it the train pulled into Hogsmeade Station.

"Hagrid" Harry cried, as he saw the Hogwarts game keeper round up the first years. Hagrid had been Harry's first friend and savior, for he was the one who collected Harry from the Dursleys and brought him to Hogwarts. He had also given Harry his first real birthday present Hedwig.

"Oye Harry, I swear ye grow every time I see ye." Harry smiled and gave his friend a hug. Hagrid was a half giant so Harry blushed at the complement he had received.

"I'll see ye later Harry got some work ta finish." Hagrid said, nudging Harry towards the horse-less carriage Ron and Hermione were waiting in front of, and then signaling towards the first years.

Harry briskly made his way towards the carriage and waved at Hagrid as he entered it. Harry was eager to make his way to the great hall and the feast, he had a nasty habit of missing the opening feast.

Harry entered the castle and made his way towards the Gryffindor table with his friends. Harry was intercepted by a stern faced Professor McGonnagal. 'Not like she has another facial expression' Harry thought to himself.

"The Headmaster wishes to speak with you immediately Mr Potter, he is awaiting your arrival in his office, the password is Lemon Drops."

Harry Ron and Hermione exchanged quizzical glances at the Professor.

"I suggest you hurry, wouldn't want to miss the feast" and with that she strode of in the direction of the staff table.

"What's that all about?" Ron asked.

"I think I may have an idea, save me a spot I'll be right back" Harry told his friends and ran towards the Headmasters office, a path he knew almost to well. The stone gargoyle that guarded the entrance moved aside when Harry stated the password, and he made his way up the spiral staircase leading to the office.

"Come in Harry" Came the familiar voice of Albus Dumbledore as Harry approached the door at the end of the stairs.

"Hello Professor"

"Have a seat my boy, Lemon Drop" Dumbledore seemed to be in a good mood in light of recent circumstances Harry thought as he sat down and politely refused the candy.

"I assume Griphook has already briefed you on our proposed business deal Harry?"

"We'll, he let me know that Hogwarts wanted to purchase many animals through our company and it was up to me to finalize the deal and make proper arrangements."

"Excellent, lets cut to the chase shall we?" Not waiting for Harry's response Dumbledore continued "I have decided to act on the side of caution and increase security at Hogwarts. Your company is the only provider of rare magical creatures in Northern England, and is conveniently located in Diagon Alley. I want to purchase six Dragons from you, one of them being a bull."

"Hmm, that shouldn't be a problem depending on what breed you wish to choose."

"I was thinking along the lines of 3 Hungarian Horntails and 3 Canadian Hardbacks."

"I don't that would be a good idea Professor." Harry interjected, waiting for the wise Headmasters response. Instead the Professor looked Harry intently in the eye waiting for him to continue. "It's best not to bring two breeds of dragons into Hogwarts, as you must know Dragons are very territorial, the stronger Hungarian Horntails will easily kill the Canadian Hardbacks and the money spent on the dragons would go to waste. It's best to stick with the Horntails, there territorial and will put up a good fight if they feel their home is being threatened."

"A very wise decision Harry, it does my heart good to realize you have been studying over the holidays" Dumbledore said with a warm smile and the oh so familiar twinkle in his eyes.

"6 Hungarian Horntails, that comes to 3.6 million Galleons."

"A fair price which I gladly accept, I will mail the details to Griphook so he can arrange the shipment of the Dragons."

"Might I ask Professor, where are the Dragons going to be kept, and who will take care of them?" This thought had been on Harry's mind for a while now.

"I have already made the necessary accommodations and unfortunately they include the use of the Quidditch pitch. I will have to cancel Quidditch for the year, until I can make a more permanent home for the Dragons elsewhere."

Harry's hart sank, he was looking forward to Quidditch this year, he was the seeker for his house team, the youngest one in century to be correct.

"I assure you the faculty has numerous activities planned to keep students entertained" Dumbledore said smiling mischievously, catching Harry's attention once again. "On with your second question, you will be our knew Dragon Keeper seeing as though you are the most qualified."

"Me...what do you mean?"

"Don't tell me you never realized, Dragons evolved from serpents Harry, your gifts allow you to speak with them."

The thought had totally slipped Harry's mind, as soon as that thought sank in a question emerged "If Dragons speak Parsletounge Professor, why hasn't Voldemort attacked with an army of them."

"A very good question Harry, Salazar Slytherin himself once told Godric Gryffindor that Dragons only obey those who are brave and loyal. It should be clear to you that these are qualities Voldemort lacks"

"What makes you think these are qualities I posses sir?" Harry asked. I'm only fifteen how can he be so sure im brave or loyal Harry thought.

"Look over at the ledge beside you Harry and tell me what you see."

Harry obeyed, his eyes scanned the ledge and fell upon the jewel encrusted sword of Godric Gryffindor he used in his second year to kill a basilisk in the chamber of secrets. He suddenly stood up, feeling drawn to the sword. He walked over to the ledge and picked up the weapon. Running his finger along the length of the blade he recollected the events which required him to wield the weapon in battle.

"Only your loyalty drew Fawks to you Harry, it compelled the bird to give you the sorting hat and help you in the Chamber of Secrets..." Dumbledore continued, indicating at the Phoenix sleeping at its perch, Harry hadn't noticed it until now. "... and only because of your immense bravery were you able to retrieve the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat, something that has never been achieved since Gryffindor himself placed the sword inside it. What more proof do you need Harry?"

Harry continued to hold the sword in his hand, letting what Dumbledore had just told him seep in. He looked over at the aged Professor "I did what I had to sir, something anybody would have done if the situation arose."

"Do really think so Harry? Name someone in this school who would have gone into the chamber with you, not knowing what they would find."

Harry paused, about to reply to Dumbledore's question, but not able to find and answer.

"The sword has chosen a new master Harry, for the first time in over a thousand years, the question is are you brave enough to weald it?"Dumbledore asked, knowing exactly what buttons to push.

"Of course I'm brave enough, it's just that this is all a bit to much to take in all at once."

"I know Harry, but it is something that had to be said, and it is time for you to weald the sword, for every weapon we have will make it that much more difficult for our enemies to oppose us. Now I ask you again, will you accept who you are and weald the Sword of Gryffindor?" Harry looked Dumbledore in the eyes, which deceived his stern expression and showed hope.

"I accept Professor" Harry sighed, at that moment a bright yellow light flashed from the blade of the sword, blinding Harry. When he regained focused he saw Professor Dumbledore sitting on his chair chuckling at him.

"Always be prepared Harry."

Harry let out a chuckle, imagining the expression on his face when the light had blinded him. He then looked at the sword, Harold James Potter appeared on the blade where Godric Gryffindors name once used to be.

"This sword has many special magical properties I must inform you of Harry. If anyone other then you happens to touch it they will be cut to shreds by the sword. The sword can cut through anything, even dragon hide. It can also deflect magic. All in all a very powerful weapon and I have no doubt you will not make me regret allowing you to have it."

"Of course Professor."

"I also must ask for your final decision on your appointment as Dragon Keeper? Before you make a decision I would like to add that this would constitute an optional course, marks being receaved depending on the health of the Dragons. In order to take this "course" you must drop one of your other optional classes." Dumbledore spoke a smile creeping onto his face along with a glimmer in his eyes.

Harry smiled catching on to what Dumbledore had just said, he finally had a chance do drop divination, his most hated subject next to Potions.

"I reluctantly agree, even though I have to drop Divination" Harry said, not sounding very reluctant, throwing in a pinch of sarcasm at the end.

Dumbledore chuckled "It is settled, Professor McGonnagal will hand you your timetable after the feast. Speaking of which has already started."

Harry started to get out of his seat as he head the news that the feast had started.

"One last thing before we leave Harry, anything unusual happen this summer?"

"Surprisingly not Professor, my scar didn't even itch. It's weird."

"I feared this might happen, Voldemort is buying himself time to regain his former strength, we must prepare our forces as well. Lets make our way to the feast Harry, you've been more then helpful."

Dumbledore stood up and Harry followed suite. They both made their way over to the door. Harry paused remembering the sword.

"I will have the sword sent to your quarters Harry, I don't think it would be a wise idea for you to carry it with you at all times, not until you develop your skills." Dumbledore said, as if he could read his thoughts.

Why am I surprised Harry thought to himself as he followed the Headmaster down the spiral staircase and towards Great Hall.

Harry quickly ran towards the Gryffindor table where Ron and Hermione had saved him a spot in between them.

"Sorryimlate" Harry said, almost to quickly for them to understand and instantly started stuffing his mouth full with the delicious food.

"Ehem" Harry looked up to see Hermione stareing at him "Aren't you going to tell us what happened?"

"Sure" Harry replied after swallowing the last few bites of food in his mouth. He explained to Ron and Hermione what had happened in the office of the headmaster. Taking careful consideration to leave out the details of his business arrangement with the school.

"Cool Harry, so if anybody other then you touches the sword they'll be chopped to bits? Hmmm I wonder where Malfoy is?" Ron joked.

Hermione sent him a cold stare "You do know he's a perfect Ron, try not to do anything stupid this year."

"Malfoy's a perfect?" Harry was in shock, he knew that Malfoy would make every living moment of Harrys life a living hell.

"So what, you forget who was just announced Gryffindors second perfect." Ron replied.

"Yeah yeah, just don't let it go to your head ok?"

"Like its already happened to you eh? If were not careful we could have another Percy on our hands"

"Congratulations Ron, you're the perfect choice for a perfect, no pun intended"

"Yeah thanks Harry, you don't need to flatter me, you know I would never take house points away from ya." Ron joked.

Before the conversation could progress any further they were interrupted by a yet again stern faced Professor McGonnagal.

"Don't you two have jobs to do?" she asked Ron and Hermione and then indicated at the confused first years gathered at the exit waiting for them.

"Sorry Professor" Hermione replied and made her way to the first years, with Ron following behind her.

"Here is your new timetable Mr Potter, might I add that I am very proud of you. Professor Dumbledore told me about how hard you have trained this summer, you have finally taken your studies seriously." The faint outlines of a smile creeping on to the Professors face.

"Thanks Professor, I'd better be going" Harry replied.

"Of course, your friends should already be in bed by the time you get to the common room, the password is Swordfish."
Thanking his professor again as he left Harry made his way to the Gryffindor common room. When he arrived at the portrait of the fat lady he told her the password and proceeded through the corridor behind her and into the common room. It felt like home, with the fireplace lit casting an red glow throughout the room. Stifling a yawn he proceeded to the boys dormitories and jumped into his four poster bed after quickly changing into sweat pants and a tee-shirt.

Looking up he noticed the Sword of Gryffindor hovering against the wall a meter above the mantle above his bed.

"G'night Ron"

"G'night Harry"