Harry Potter and the Days of Forgotten Innocence

by Kakole

What happens when Harry loses faith in those who are supposed to be on his side and takes matter into his own hands. OoTP spoilers, HH and HT pairings among others.

3. The Ashcroft Manor

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended

I only own the plot and some characters; I don't own Harry and co.

HP and the Days of Forgotten Innocence Chapter Three: The Ashcroft Manor

When Harry arrived at the school, he heard two small pops behind him. He spun around and was immediately tackled by Dobby.

"Dobby and Winky weren't sure when Master Harry Potter would be needing us, so we's come and started cleaning. There's a mean poltergeist that stopped us from setting foot in the school, so we make the land pretty again. We's also started scrubbing the outside of the castle. We hope it's to the masters liking."

"I'm sure that it's fine Dobby. Winky how are you?"

"I am fine young master; Winky is a good house elf and is happy to be working for a family again." Harry nodded and turned to have his first full view of the Ashcroft property. All he could see was the gate and a few spires that could be seem in the distance. Harry walked to the gate, and enlarged his trunk, he asked Dobby to feed the animals while he found the key to the gate as well as the deed. Once they had both completed their tasks, Harry sent Dobby and Winky for a lot of groceries and supplies. When Harry had gotten past the gates, he quickened his pace until he was at the front gates. As he looked up, he could tell that this castle was a lot smaller than Hogwarts, but it was still huge. The castle had to be about 12 stories high with huge spires standing at least 16 stories high. There were four spires total, and a huge cathedral style ceiling in the middle. Even after a century of misuse and neglect, the castle was still formidable looking and well kept. As Harry put the key into the hole, his whole body was covered in an eerie white light, and for a few minutes Harry felt coldness pass through him as if he had walked through a ghost or come in close proximity with a Dementor. After the light passed, Harry looked around and saw a very pissed off poltergeist.

"Why are you here? Why do you besmirch my school with your foul presence?"

"I am here because this is my home now; I am just looking for asylum in my descendant's home. I want to train and get stronger because I have many powerful enemies, and I am too unskilled to protect myself. This is the most fortified property that I have" said Harry to the less intimidating looking Poltergeist.

"You are one of my descendants do you say. Prove it; there is a keepsake that only Ashcroft lineage can wield, let me see it."

"The only thing that I have is this ring; it was the only thing that was in the vault except for the deed." Harry held up his hand and showed the apparition his ring. The male ghost scrutinized the ring thoroughly until he was satisfied and then said "Tell me about the world, much time has assuredly passed, what has become of my daughter?"

Harry looked at the ghost, and let out a sigh. He could already tell that the elves were cleaning up a storm, so he settled down on one of the dusty benches and started telling the ghost about his life. Harry figured that he could trust the ghost since he was one of his ancestors, so he left out no details. Harry also went into little details of what had happened over the last millennia including what little he knew about the ghost's daughter. When he was done, he pulled out one of his trunks and resized it. From within he brought out several books on history. Since it had never been one of his favored courses in school, Harry figured that he had left out a lot of pertinent information. Harry set aside the books so that the poltergeist could read them at his leisure.

While Harry was in a daze, but then a stroke of genius hit him. "You were the Headmaster of the school weren't you?" "Yes, I was." "Well, in that case I was wondering if you would be willing to oversee my magical training. I'm certain that there is a lot of magic that has disappeared over the years, and if you could help me then it would be a great help when fighting against Voldermort." "I'll think about it" said the ghost. Harry nodded and decided that even if the ghost didn't help him, that it wouldn't mean that he couldn't answer any questions that Harry would definitely have.

With his newly established plans in order, Harry succumbed to his lesser functions and went in search of the kitchen. From behind him, he could hear Dobby and Winky cleaning the house. He heard brooms sweeping, brushes scrubbing, furniture moving, and most importantly Harry smelled food cooking. As Harry looked around, he could only imagine the state of disrepair that the castle was in since it had been out of use since the days of the Hogwarts founding. He wondered what type of secrets were waiting to be unearthed and to a lesser extent the horrors. Harry wondered how his ancestor had died, whether he had won his duel with the dark wizard, and what exactly happened to the members of the staff and the house elves that should have been there. As if the poltergeist had read his mind, the ghost of Andrew Ashcroft came wafting through the wall as if he was just as hungry as Harry. "I have a couple of questions for you." "I was wondering when you were going to get around to asking them. What would you like to know first?" "Well, I know that there were house elves during the time of founders, if this is a magical school, where are the house elves?" "Well, that's easily answered. The house elves were moved to Hogwarts since there would be little need for them here. That was too easy lad, after millennia of solitude I require some intelligent conversation. I mean I did teach a boggart to speak, so getting an intelligent thought from you can't be too hard, even if I have to teach it to you first." Harry was slighted by the ghost's comments but decided to leave it because he really did want some questions answered. "That was just a passing question, the real reason that I wanted to talk to you was to inquire about the wards of the school. I know that Dumbledore will have members of his Order out looking for me before long, and I can only imagine that word will spread to Voldermort before the end of the week, so I need to be prepare myself." "Well now, that was actually a really good question, I haven't checked on the wards for about 200 years, follow me and I will key you in so that you can restrict and admit people as you see fit." "Would it be possible to add a Fidelus Charm to the wards, so even if people get here, they won't be allowed to enter unless I personally say that they can or even see anything period." "Well, I would say yes, but there is the distant possibility that you may not survive your encounter with said Dark Lord and I would hate for the school never to be reopened. How about this, I will teach you everything I know if you promise me that you will either open the school, or in the case of your untimely demise that you will pass the deed along to someone who would be equally capable of running this institution." Harry nodded because he knew that Hermione would love to gain all that knowledge, and he knew that she would be a good Headmaster. "I have a person in mind should I pass, but for now, lets discuss the wards over dinner." As they finally entered the kitchen area, Harry spied Winky at a huge cauldron stirring what smelt like beef stew. On the other side of the room, he saw Dobby scrubbing the china plates. "Dinner is being ready in a few minutes young master." "That's fine Dobby, please call me Harry, none of this young master, master, or Harry Potter sir, I just want to be Harry. We are close enough friends that you can address me by my first name. I mean were friends aren't we?" Both Dobby and Winky looked as if they wanted to cry. "I don't want to make you two sad or cry but I really see a species and races as equal, I guess its from my upbringing, but I cant stand to see anyone treated without respect and also I have spent too much time with Hermione for me to change my views now." The elves seemed somewhat saddened by that, but he knew that they would come around. As they sat down to dinner, Harry gestured for the elves to eat with them. At first they adamantly protested, but when Harry commented about him being somewhat lonely in this huge castle and not having anyone to talk to they acquiesced. The meal was really good, but the dinner conversation was atrocious. Harry asked them what they thought about the castle so far and if they had found anything that was unusual. They commented about the fact the castle was shaped somewhat like Hogwarts, they also mentioned that there were some interesting dark creatures living in the castle. Harry then asked the poltergeist if there were any holding cells in the castle. When he nodded in affirmation, Harry requested that they lock the creatures up separately so that once he had his wand that he would know how to protect himself from every and any threat that he could come across. When they were finishing dinner, Hedwig pecked at the window. After opening the window, Hedwig shrieked and started pecking Harry like crazy. "Hedwig stop...I thought that you were going to stay with Hermione and Tonks so that I could know that they are okay. The owl cocked her head for a minute and hooted at him in a questioning manner. "I'm serious girl, do you really think that I could survive without you. You know that you're the only owl for me." The ghost started laughing with much mirth "If you talk to the lass' like you talk to your bird then you will have an heir yet lady." Harry turned beet red and Hedwig chose that particular moment to rub up against him affectionately, which set the ghost off into another round of laughter. "You're oftely quiet there; surely there are some prospective maidens that you want to court." When Harry flushed, the ghost knew that he had struck gold. "Don't hold out, let's hear it lad. Tell me about the lass that has you looking like an overripe tomato." Harry was somewhat uncomfortable about answering that question especially since every time he thought about girls, he remembered the kiss that Hermione had given him on his cheek at the end of fourth year and the kiss that Tonks had given him earlier that day. In order to gain control of his emotions, that is before the ghost continued his line of questioning, Harry effectively changed the subject. "So where is that sphere that you told me about, and where is the library?" "I see your game laddie, there will be plenty of time for you to talk to me and tell me which girls you actually fancy." With that the ghost glided through the wall beckoning for Harry to follow.

As they made there way through the castle, Harry was again surprised by how much change the castle had already gone through. Already, most of the walls were whitewashed, the floors were being mopped by enchanted mop and bucket sets, the tarnished silver candelabra was being buffed to a pristine shine, and the ornate woven tapestry art was actually visible. There were clothes scrubbing the faces of the happy faces in the pictures, and as the two past them the pictures acknowledged him. "Are those tapestries like regular wizard photos?" "Don't be daft, these are vintage woven tapestries, they were rare in my day so I wholeheartedly believe that they wouldn't even exist anymore in your time." Harry nodded as the finally came across a pair of huge granite doors. There was a huge crest on each door, and as Harry looked closer, he saw that it was really similar to that of Hogwarts own crests. Harry stood there dazed until the ghost made another one of his stupid comments. As Harry pushed open the doors, he was engulfed by a layer of dust smoke that had him coughing and hacking for nearly five minutes. When Harry was finally able to clean and clear his system he noticed that he had a fine layer of dust covering his entire body. Harry quickly reached for his wand only to find that it wasn't there. "Dobby" he waited for the little elf to appear, "Could you perform a cleaning spell on me, Dumbledore still has my wand?" The little elf nodded his head, and snapped his fingers and was about to leave when Harry noticed the haggard look on the elf's face. "Dobby, you and Winky have worked really hard today, why don't you take the rest of the day off." "We is elves Harry Pott...Harry, we must clean until the work is done." "Well, as your employer, I order you and Winky to get some rest." "But where is Harry going to sleep?" "If you could conjure a sleeping bag for me that would be swell." Even though Dobby looked overly tired, he conjured the sleeping bag and said "It is how you wish Harry" before disappearing with a snap. Harry smiled to himself knowing that Dobby really had to be knackered if he called him Harry without really noticing it. As Harry was about to start exploring the dusty library, he remembered that he still had to write Hermione, his other friends before turning in for the night. Harry was still somewhat pissed so he decided to write his letter to Dumbledore first.

Dear Order of the Phoenix,

I told you from the start, just how this would end. Not to be bragging or anything, but I know for a fact that some of you doubted my resolve to leave with or without a wand. One week ago, I would have only wanted to join the Order and be trained so I could learn to protect myself and friends, but now I have a better or more viable alternative.

I know that a lot of you are thinking that I have changed, but in actuality I have only just adjusted to the twisted situation that I find myself in. At the beginning of the summer, I was an emotional wreck and to a lesser extent I still am, but after two weeks of soul searching I came to the conclusion that I wasn't going to allow my parents or Sirius sacrifice to go to waste. I decided on that day that I would get some learning material so that I could better myself, but what was the end result? I was attacked by the by those whom I considered allies. I know that there are some among you that believe that you are doing the best thing for me by trying to keep me away from the battles, but this is my fight. The only thing that I ask you for at this point is to give me enough time to learn.

To Professor Dumbledore

You were a great Leader of Light, but you have always changed the facts to meet your needs. You teach that there are only two sides: light and Dark, but I have found that isn't the case. In my second year, you told me it was the choices that we make that define who we are and will one day be, but I ask you 'What choices have I made?' I have used what knowledge I have to protect the Wizarding World on numerous occasions. I have pieced together puzzles, endured ridicule and slander, suffered great injuries of the emotional and physical kind, and what is my reward? I have done research and come across some shocking information. It seems that my parents never wanted me to know my aunt and would rather I grow up in the Wizarding world with a nice family than with the one that I did. You all say that you wanted what was best for me, but at the end of each year you sent me back to a place that you knew I hated. That makes me wonder what you really playing at. When I was pondering these issues, I thought about Tom Riddle and his upbringing. Can you honestly say that there were any differences? After the battle at the Ministry you told me that myself and Tom were so different because I had the capacity to love and he didn't, but if that is true then why do you alienate me from those who would give me love freely? If that is honestly the power that the Dark Lord knows not, why do you isolate me from it? With all your political clout and power why is it that you didn't push for a trial for Sirius. Surely you could have captured some death eater and had him testify under Veritaserum, or me for that matter. I know that Fudge had a strong grip over the Prophet, but I am quite sure that you could have published an interview as easily as I did. Furthermore, you had my so called friend spy on me in exchange for the prefects position that you told me was rightfully mine. By your own actions you have caused me to second guess any and every relationship that I have formed in the Wizarding World. Did you honestly think that I would turn to you with my problems now after you totally ignored me for a year? After going over all the facts in my head, I wonder what you really are playing at. Are you trying to create another Dark Lord? I honestly don't know, but I don't intend on being around to find out. As it stands, I could care less what happens to the muggle world and protecting the Wizarding World isn't my primary objective. Furthermore, with me being one of the richest men in the world, I don't see the need to work, so why go to school. Or more to the point, why put myself in a position where I am a target for further manipulation, possible ridicule or assassination. So, if it was your aim to isolate me, then you have overachieved.

I needed to learn as much as I could, because I would need every single thing when the time came to fight Voldermort, and my sixth sense told me that the fight wouldn't be long in coming. I could feel it in my bones. It would take place this year or the next. As soon as possible, certainly before I left school, any idiot could forecast that. Currently I was Voldemort's greatest threat, the stumbling block in his path to dominance. With me out of the way all the avenues would be opened for him to take over Britain and after that the world. Now that I have given myself some time to think, I realize that I would never be able to allow harm to come to those I love. However, for people like Ron, I suggest that you honestly train him up because if he attacks me I will make sure that he is a 'spineless' prick, and I highly doubt Skele Gro will help him.

For those of you who are saddened by my disappearance, I apologize from the bottom of my heart. Know that I will see you all again someday, and that should you need my help that I am never far from you.

Harry Potter

As Harry finished writing the letter, he felt a great burden being lifted from his chest. He knew that he couldn't totally isolate himself from the Wizarding world because he had made a pact with himself, but he knew that he now had time and the means to make himself better. Harry sighed and took out another piece of parchment so that he could write to his true family.

Dear Family,

I am writing this so that you can know that I have arrived safely. I find myself having a hard time finding words to say to you all, but I will write the words that I could never truly say to you in person, so much for Gryffindor Courage. During my time in the Wizarding World, I have known great strife and turmoil, but during this summer I have also realized that I have also known love. Each of you has left me with something and I am truly in your debt because it has made me a better person. The first person to actually show me love was Hagrid, and I will always be grateful for it. Hagrid's heart is one of the most alluring and captivating things about him. I don't believe that he has a mean bone in his body. From the first, he was always looking down at me smiling. He was the first to ever tell me I was actually worth something. I can't put into words what that truly means to me. The next would be Hermione. You never cease to amaze me, whether it be your kindness, your incredible intellect, or your unwavering loyalty. There is something about you that drew me to you. I know that you are somewhat overbearing sometimes (yes I know that I should duck the next time that I see you) but I know that you use that as a shield to hide your insecurities. You are one of the greatest people that I know. All I can say is that you better train hard while I'm away because I would go to spare if you were ever put in a situation that you weren't able to protect yourself in my absence. The chest that I gave you has a copy of every book in Flourish and Blotts, happy early birthday. I can imagine the maniacal gleam that just came in your eyes. (Yes I know, duck the next time I see you) I would also like for you to look out for Tonks, Remus, Neville, Luna, and Ginny; they will need your council or support in the future. Finally we come to the Weasley's, your family has helped me in so many ways that I can't even begin to list them. I would just like to thank you Molly and Arthur for being the parents that I always yearned for. I can honestly say that I had never gotten a hug until you gave me one in second year, and I see your questions about muggles and muggle technology as a means to try to bridge the gap and get to know me. I love you both for it; know that I will not put myself in danger before I am fully trained and that I look forward to seeing you again soon. To all the Weasley boys except Percy and Ron, I want you to know that I see you all as brothers. I know that I haven't had the time to get to know you all, but once this is all over I suggest we go to a pub and get to know each other over a lot of ale and butterbeer. (Sounds nice doesn't it, I know I can't wait) Maybe we can even come up with some spectacular pranks (Yes it's the Marauder in me showing...ask Hermione or Remus if you don't know already) and lastly but certainly not in the least we have you Ginny. I am thinking about the incident with the butter dish at the Burrow, and how you have changed since then. You have truly become a great person, and I really hate the fact that I didn't take the opportunity to get to know you better. I have felt a connection to you since second year, but it is only now just blossoming. I can honestly say that I fear I am becoming to overprotective of you because when you told me that Michael Corner dumped you, I wanted to hex him five ways from Friday. Take care of everyone in my absence, and I definitely suggest that you look at Dean, he really fancies you.

The next portion of this letter is for the people that I want to get to know better. The first person that I want to address is you Uncle Remus. I know now that it was somewhat small of me to neglect my feelings for you when Sirius came into my life. I know that you have always been there for me, but initially you seemed so distant. I know now that it was because you believed that I would hold being a werewolf against you or something to that extent. Well let me tell you now that you have nothing to fear, in fact one of my goals is to become an Animagus so that I can accompany you at night. Hell, for that manner, I would like to offer you and everyone else mentioned in the letter safe haven here. (Just allow me to finish redecorating the place) I really just want to get to know you as a person because I feel that we can help heal each other. There I go getting all emotional, I am infinitely happy that I am writing this instead of speaking to you all. Anyway back to the letter. Tonks, you have been a true friend to me. I don't see you as a klutz, but as a determined and capable Auror. You have always greeted me kindly and I have to say that you are an extraordinary kisser. (Yes, you can kill me later. Mrs. Weasley, she only gave me a kiss for luck) (Although I would definitely never turn down another) I would just like the opportunity to get to know you better. Finally, I would like to thank you Moody. Even though you weren't the teacher, you taught me one of the most important lessens that I have ever learned. Yes, I admit it, CONSTANT VIGILANCE, what did you think I was actually going to say...wand care. I wonder what other lessens that you could teach me. Well everyone, its getting late so I will end the letter here. Remember what I said everyone. I will try to write you all soon to keep you abreast on my progress.

Yours,

Harry Potter

After writing his letters, he tied them to Hedwig's leg and told her to deliver the letter to Hermione first but only when nobody else was present. He also told his faithful avian friend to deliver the letter to the Order and leave before they placed a tracking spell on her. Finally he told her to rest there with Hermione in case she or anyone else wanted to write a response. Once Hedwig had hooted in approval, she took off into the night sky. As Harry bedded down for the evening, Harry thought about all the people that mattered to him and smiled. He knew that he would be their weapon not Dumbledore's. His last waking thought was about the kisses that he had received from Tonks and Hermione and how much better they were when compared to Cho's kisses.

Meanwhile at Grimmaud Place, there was a discussion about the day's tragedy. Headmaster Dumbledore was trying to restore hope and order to his now disarrayed group. As he looked around the table, he could see that he had lost the trust of some of his oldest and most loyal members, when he looked at his grandson he could see that the youth was upset that he hadn't gotten the power increase. Next his eyes locked with those of his informants, first Severus and then Ronald, both were immensely displeased that Harry had gotten away because it meant that their lives were in danger. Finally his eyes rested upon the group that was sitting away from everyone else. The group was composed of the Weasley's excluding Ron, Moody, Moony, and Tonks. Most of this group refused to meet eyes with him. The elderly man looked at the group and gave a loud sigh.

"I have made some mistakes in the past, and I will probably make a few more before the war is over. The primary goal right now is finding Harry Potter and returning him here so that he can be protected."

"You just want him here so you can bind his magic and transfer it to yourselves. We have seen the memories" yelled Hermione. "I will have no part in this."

"Did Harry tell you the prophecy" asked the elderly wizard with a horrified look in his eyes. At this several members looked up. "No. He really didn't have time to, but he said that in the end it would come down to him or Voldermort."

"Well, that is the essence of the prophecy...That is why we have to keep him safe and begin to train him."

"So that's the battle you said Harry had to fight. What is Harry to you? Is he just your tool or is he a person because from what we have seen you tend to lean towards tool." Dumbledore gave Ron a penetrating stare, and after a few minutes, he paused and looked at his Order members and said "Yes, I wanted to bind Harry's magic, but the reason for that is that if Harry has full control over his power he will be unstable and can be swayed to the dark side more easily... Furthermore, Harry needs to be found because there have been Dementor sightings all across the country, and Harry currently has no means of defending himself."

The next morning was really productive for Harry, after feeding his animal companions; he took them outside so that they could get some fresh air. Harry played with his furry friends for several hours before bringing them inside for their mid morning feeding. Harry knew that Hagrid would be proud of him because he was taking superb care of his animals. Even though he was somewhat lonely at moments, his friends would sense it and gang up to trip and tackle Harry. After their meals, the animals looked like they wanted to take a nap, so Harry went to take a shower and get a late lunch himself. After walking around for a couple of minutes, Harry realized that he didn't actually have a room or know where the facilities were. Harry decided to call Winky this time to see how she was adjusting.

"Winky, could you come here please?" There was a cracking sound and when Harry turned he saw her smiling up at him "How may I be of service, sir?" Harry smiled. "Good morning Winky, I was just wondering where the bathrooms were and where you two placed all my things." "Oh, we have turned the former Headmasters quarters into your bedroom." "Would you take me there please?" "Certainly sir, right this way." As Harry followed her, he engaged her in a pleasant conversation about how she liked the castle and if he could do anything to make her happy. She told him that even though her time at Hogwarts was good, she preferred to work for single families. He also learned that herself and Dobby had talked the previous night and decided that Harry needed a new wardrobe. Harry's eyebrow rose at that statement, but when he looked down at his pants, he realized that she was right. Somewhere between leaving Hogwarts and leaving Grimmaud Place, his pants had become ankle swingers. Harry liking the conversation asked that Dobby and Winky join him during meals and that they try not to overexert themselves cleaning. Winky protested saying that it was a house elves duty to clean, but Harry countered her argument by telling her that they would be living in the castle for a long time so they had all the time in the world. Winky grudgingly agreed and bid him farewell when they reached his room.

Once Harry was in his room, he nearly fainted. The room itself was bigger than the whole Gryffindor Common Room and its walls were painted in a light powder blue color with silver trim. However, the truly magnificent aspect of it was that the walls tied in with the enchanted ceiling that had clouds and the just peaking sun in the corner of the room. It was truly beautiful, and Harry found himself caught in a daze until a breeze from an open window chilled his already damp clothes. Harry looked at his four poster bed and smiled, it was truly the most luxurious looking bed that he had ever seen. Harry saw that a set of clothes had already been set out for him, and in the distance Harry could hear running water. Harry followed the sounds and found his bathroom. The room was one and a half times bigger than the Prefects Bathroom at school and was decked out with all the accoutrements. There were nozzles for at least 15 different types of shampoo and bubble bath scents, and along the counter Harry saw a plethora of different types of cologne and things of that sort. Harry had a huge smile as he stripped off his clothes and walked toward the bathtub. His motions were halted when he heard the sound of feminine giggling. Harry spun around looking for the source of the voice. After not finding anything, Harry thought it was a fiction of his imagination until he heard "You're a big boy aren't you. You could do with a meal though, and that hair is dead sexy." Harry spun around again, but this time the voice continued "Into swinging around like a banner are you. You're big, but let's not get overly cocky here." Harry reddened at the mirrors last statement and took off; he did a running dive into the pool. Later after the bath, Harry apologized to the mirror. It said "Don't worry about it; it's been ages since I saw anyone else besides that dratted poltergeist flashing." Harry colored, but that soon gave way to laughter as he thought about the ghost being a flasher. Harry figured that if he had been in a castle alone for over a millennia that he would have a lot of quarks too.

After Harry was dressed and fed, he retired to his room in an effort to rectify his situation. Harry took out the books he had on how to make wands and staves, but he was somewhat angry with himself for not realizing that he needed specialized tools in order to make anything. Upon realizing these things Harry figured that he would have to make his way into Diagon Alley one more time and while he was there, he could get a new wardrobe and possible some things from the muggle world. Before leaving the castle, Harry talked to Andrew about using Floo Powder and his security over the floo network. Andrew reassured Harry that it was safe because the wards would only allow him to pass at the moment. Harry drew in a deep breath and collected one of his now empty trunks and shrunk it. Harry drew his hood up and prayed that there weren't any Order members in Diagon Alley. As he stepped into the fire, he felt the pulling sensation and the dizziness that accompanied floo travel. As Harry came out of the other side, he swore to himself that one of the first things that he was going to do was learn how to apparate when he got the chance. Surprisingly, Harry didn't fall when he reached the Leaky Cauldron, so he made his way into the Alley following behind some patrons. Diagon Alley was even more deserted now than the last time that he had been there, so he steeled his courage and made for Ollivanders.

Once he was in the store, he was greeted by the wizened old man "I was wondering when you would be back. I would tell you about your wand, but it no longer suits you. Instead, you can take the wand making kit, some metal I think you will like, and some of my notes on how to perfect your work." Harry was left gapping at the man until the old man started to levitate a huge crate from behind the counter. "How did you know that my wand wouldn't be compatible with me anymore?" Harry asked as he started putting the crate into his trunk. "I am in tune with every wand that I make Mr. Potter. I felt a disturbance in the ebb and flow of power, when the professor tried to begin the binding process. Then I felt a huge influx and absorption of power from your parent's wands. Now, I can feel their specific signatures on you. That is why I started to assemble the components of that crate; I knew that you would be coming to see me." Harry was left stunned but he still pulled out his moneybag and gave the old man the required amount of money and a sizeable tip for expedience. As Harry was leaving the building, Ollivander said "Make haste, I feel your wands signature drawing close. Oh, and tell me how it all turns out." Harry nodded at the man and hastily made his way to Gringotts. Once inside, Harry asked the closest Goblin for a money transfer. The goblin recognizing who Harry was just asked how much Harry would like to exchange. When Harry told the Goblin it nodded, reached into the safe beneath its desk and handed the money saying that the gold would be taken from his account. Harry smiled at the goblin before rushing out the store. Harry saw that the entrance to Diagon Alley was currently closed, so despite his better judgment, he went to Madame Malkins to be fitted for his new wizard wardrobe.

Upon entering the store, he was counting his blessing because he saw the entrance open for Professors Dumbledore and Snape wit Simon bringing up the rear. When Harry looked around the store, he didn't see anyone there but he heard the sound of running water so he thought that the attendant was in the loo. Harry quickly made his way to one of the fitting rooms and resized his trunk; he slipped into it as the door opened from the loo. Harry spent several hours in the trunk going over the notes that Ollivander had left for him. When couldn't stand to read the notes again, he got out of the trunk, shrunk it. He came out of the trunk to see a stunned Madame Malkin. When she saw Harry she fainted. Harry rushed to the side of the elderly but nice lady. After a couple of minutes, she woke up and looked at Harry as is he was a puffleskin or something. Harry didn't even acknowledge her questioning stares; instead Harry gave her his order and waited while she fitted him. After she was finished, Harry walked out of the store with several pairs of work robes, some new cloaks, and he also had several sets of dress robes made of from the finest materials. In fact, the only thing that Harry wasn't able to take with him was the several pairs of battle hide clothing robes that he had ordered. Madame Malkin's excuse was that the robes were made by sewing manticore, dragon, and basilisk skins together. Although the robes were incredibly durable, they costed a fortune because of the nature of the beasts. They were also so expensive because they were made to be worn under everyday robes. Harry agreed with her and told her that he would be coming in two weeks to pick up the robes.

On exiting the store, Harry was in luck because he was able to catch up to an elderly group of ladies as they were leaving Diagon Alley. Once he was in the Leaky Cauldron, he walked up to Tom and ordered 25 cases of Butterbeer to be ready upon his return. Tom, knowing who he was speaking to just nodded as Harry continued out of the pub. Harry knew that he was still easily identifiable and his messy hair and glasses were a dead give-a-way. He knew that the second thing that he did when he got home would be to take the eye curative potion. As Harry walked along the storefront, he spied a trendy store that seemed to cater to all kinds of people.

As Harry entered the store, he heard a trendy song playing over the loudspeaker. As Harry looked through the many aisles of clothing, he found his head nodding to the beat of the music, his fingers taping to counters, and his step had changed to become in tune with the music. Harry was approached by an attendant who helped him immensely. When the man noticed Harry quasi dancing to the music he gave him the name of the band. Things continued like this for nearly and hour until Harry had a completely new selection of clothing. After purchasing the clothes, he asked them if he could change, they went against store policy since Harry had made such a huge purchase, and as Harry was walking out of the store, the male attendant whose name was James (but that's not really important) gave him a list of music that he had listened to and some other bands that Harry might like. Harry thanked him immensely as he staggered out of the store. Harry made it about a half block before some of the bags started ripping due to the weight. Harry cautiously looked around and found an alley where he deposited his purchases in a trunk. After all that shopping Harry was quite hungry, but he held out knowing that Dobby and Winky were probably waiting for him back at the castle.

Harry quickly made his way to the electronics store and bought the biggest stereo that they had, with all the CD's on the list as well as the ones that the music department clerks recommended. After paying for his purchases, Harry refused the help of the attendants while claiming that he had a car close and some help. After he got into the parking lot, he was grateful for the oncoming darkness. Harry went to a corner with his purchases, and scanned the area before starting to put his purchases into his trunk. While storing away his things, Harry pushed the carts in front of him effectively hiding his trunk from view but also giving him an unobstructed view of the area. After carefully packing his things, Harry took his cloak of his trunk before shrinking it. Harry folded over his arm giving it the appearance of a trench coat. Harry made his way to the Leaky Cauldron and walked up to Tom. Once he was close enough, he resized his trunk and opened another compartment. Tom understood the gesture and levitated the huge barrels into the trunk. Harry quickly took out his moneybag and counted out 30 galleons. Once finished he shrunk his trunk and thanked Tom.

As Harry turned to leave, he saw a tabby cat coming into the room from the rear entrance. When she looked around the room, he knew that Madame Malkin had probably firecalled Dumbledore as soon as he left the store. Harry knew he was cutting it close when he made a mad dash for the floo. The commotion had alerted the two people searching for him, but by the time that they were able to draw their wands and get a good shot, Harry was already in the fireplace. "Harry, Professor Dumbledore would like a word with you." "I bet he would." Professor McGonogall whom had come to her wits end yelled "Mr. Potter I demand that you stop this at once, you are not in possession of a wand and even if you do escape we will have a lock on your position. If you don't stop with the games I will give you detentions for your entire first month of school." Harry laughed. "You really think that I am returning to Hogwarts...that's rich. As for not having a wand, I think you should talk to Mr. Ollivander about my last two trips to the store. Also, I encourage you to find my new place of residence. In order to track me, don't you have to have the location name? Even if by some miracle that you get through, I would love to see what my wards do to you. Anyway, good day. HOME" yelled Harry and disappeared. McGonagall looked at the other Order member who turned out to be Tonks and said "This situation has gone from bad to worse. Do you think he was kidding about not returning to Hogwarts?" "I don't know, but for now lets check at Ollivanders and see if he was joking or not." As they exited the pub, Tonks looked back to where Harry had just been standing just a few seconds ago. A small tear escaped her eye, but she quickly wiped it away before Minerva could see it.

Later that evening, Grimmaud Place

The atmosphere at Grimmaud Place since Harry's departure had been extremely tense. Several smaller arguments had been breaking out all day and everyone was on edge. Most of the members were split up between two camps. Those who supported Harry and those that supported Dumbledore. During the day the aged headmaster tried several methods of tracking Harry but the blood magic that hid his presence was still intact. Dumbledore figured that it would take a couple of months before it completely vanished, so he resorted to scrying. Dumbledore conjured a map and a focal stone and tries to scrye for Harry but that came up empty. Then he tried to do a detection spell. Nothing. As a last recourse, Dumbledore summoned Fawkes figuring that phoenix's could find anyone. He sent a letter with Fawkes only to have his avian friend come back and fall to the ground unconscious. By now Dumbledore was ignoring all the people around him because he was really mad that the Order allowed Harry to escape; however, he regained his composure right before the meeting. He figured that Harry will come back soon, if for no other reason then to get his wand. He only found out how wrong he was when he called the meeting to order.

"Were you able to find Harry" asked the wearied headmaster.

"We did see him, but apparently he was expecting us because he set his floo destination as 'HOME', so we were unable to find him."

"Do you know what he was there to purchase?"

"Evidently, the last time he was in Diagon Alley he had somewhat of a shopping spree, we asked around and found out that he had major purchases at all the major stores. However, today he only went to Ollivanders and Madame Malkins, our sources also said that he was at Gringotts to make hefty conversion for muggle currency. We tracked his magical signature to a clothing store and a muggle electronics store. Besides from that he bought a large quantity of butterbeer from Tom."

"What could he want at Ollivanders?"

"Apparently, on his first trip before the trial he purchased 60 galleons worth of wand cores and magical cores. Today, he purchased wand making tools."

"Ah, it seems that young Harry doesn't realize that a wizard can only have one wand. I will have to have a talk with him after the feast."

"But that's just it Albus, the way that Ollivander explained it makes it seem like the bond between Harry and his wand was forcibly changed when it was in your possession, and further broken when he merged with his parents wand cores. Ollivander said something about Harry rejecting his ties with you, which caused his bond with your familiar to be rejected." At this most of the Order sat up. There was a general unrest because several of them now knew about the link between Harry and Voldermort's wands. "Another thing that troubles me is the fact that Harry said that he wouldn't be attending school this upcoming term... When I said that he made a lot of purchases earlier, it was a bit of an understatement. While the stores were having their sales, Harry went in and single handedly brought them out of their financial straits with his purchases. At Flourish and Blotts alone he spent well over 600 galleons." There was a lot of whispering between amongst the members. Nobody was able to come up with anything constructive to say, so Dumbledore changed the subject. "Has there been any news from the Death Eaters or Voldermort?"

"No, Voldermort is still trying to locate Potter." Several people were scared but they figured if the Order couldn't find Harry. Then Voldermort shouldn't be able to either.

Dumbledore was about to discuss the Dementor situation when Hedwig came through the window dropping of Harry's letter before leaving just as quickly.

During the course of the next few weeks Harry developed a route routine that he followed everyday. The day started for him at four in the morning with a meditation session. Then he would go outside and do calisthenics for an hour. His next hours contained playing and caring for his furry friends and terraforming the landscape to look or resemble its original glory. The work was physically and magically rigorous but Andrew, the poltergeist, assured Harry that it would help Harry cultivate magical endurance. The next step in Harry's day was to have an actual sit down breakfast with Dobby and Winky after his morning bath. After eating Harry would at least four hours every morning learning new things from Andrew. The worked on finding Harry' magical focus so that when he finally made his staff that he could adjust easily. During those weeks that he was able to do some beginner and intermediate level wandless magic. In the beginning of Harry's training, Andrew had Harry perform a ritual that was to help Harry learn his power level. The way that Andrew explained it, there was a magical hierarchy that ranged from: Muggle, Squib, Wizard, Warlock, Enchanter, Sorcerer, and Mage. At his current level, Harry was the equivalent of a moderate level Warlock, but by the time that he removed the blocks and finished this growth spurt that he could be anywhere from a middle to upper level Sorcerer to the lowest level Mage. This inspired Harry, so after the finishing lunch, he would spend three hours learning the theory behind certain spells, as well as adding some new spells to his arsenal. Next was an early dinner, which was followed by several hours of working on his permanent staff.

While working on his staff, Harry forgot about time, Voldermort, or his responsibilities. He spent countless hours in the beginning using his wandless abilities to shape the metal, which he now knew to be mythril, into a four foot steel rod. Harry had added feathers from his recently hatched phoenix eggs, as well as dragon and griffin heartstrings, and to balance the equation Harry added a couple unicorn tails and phoenix tears. Whenever Harry touched the staff, he was immediately filled with a sense of goodness and love. However, Harry knew that there was something missing. Harry added rune enchantments (One of the many things that Harry learned from Andrew) to the staff, but that didn't solve the problem. Eventually Andrew suggested that Harry find a focal stone for the staff. Harry quickly agreed, but none of the jewels that he had felt right. Harry knew that he had to find the focal stone soon because he wanted to break the blocks on his power before his magical growth spurt ended. With that in mind Harry decided to make another trip to Diagon Alley. Harry knew that he would have to be careful but he honestly didn't believe that anyone would recognize him without his glasses. Over the last two weeks, Harry had grown another half inch making his total height 5'10. In addition to that, all the time outside and doing calisthenics had given him a tan and toned and sculpted his physique. The last change in his appearance had been his hair. It now hung down past his shoulders in a nice ponytail. Harry had been practicing self transfiguration in an attempt to see if he had the ability to become an Animagus when he accidentally lengthened his hair. After freaking out for a while, Harry decided to go to sleep that night before fixing it. The next morning came and went, and by the end of the day Harry had grown accustomed to having long hair.

During the few weeks several other things had happened. Harry had been sending regular correspondence letters to his surrogate family up until late last week. From the many letters, Harry learned that the order now had factions within itself. There was Dumbledore's group, which contained himself, Simon, Snape, Ron and few others. Then there was everyone else. This new faction still agreed with a lot of Dumbledore's ideals and plans; but since they didn't blindly follow him like before, they were relegated with lesser tasks and weren't given a lot of information. Members like the Weasley's, Remus, and Tonks were put into surveillance positions, and they were always paired with someone from Dumbledore's group. Tension was high within the group and there was a feeling of dissatisfaction in the air. Harry also learned that Ron was having private tutoring lessons with Simon and Snape and was becoming even more unbearable. In some ways, Harry felt sorry for Hermione because Ron had somehow managed to con her into not breaking up with him. However, his last message from her had been over a week ago. The reason for the communication breakdown was because Hedwig had come home one evening with a regal male snowy owl. Now, she didn't feel like delivering his letters and could usually be seen sitting in the rafters cuddling with her new beau. As mentioned earlier, the phoenix eggs had also hatched, but the baby phoenixes were still too small to deliver mail. In addition to that, the fire lions and griffins were starting to get big. Harry gave them free reign to roam the castle and grounds and often played with them whenever they passed him. In total, the castle was a zoo, but Harry was happy because his new house was actually a warm home. As Harry prepared for his departure, he hastily put an illusion charm on his staff to make it look like a walking stick.

As Harry apparated into Diagon Alley (Yes he kept his promises to himself), he was pleasantly surprised to see that Diagon Alley wasn't completely deserted. Harry knew that this was the pre-school supply rush period but Harry was still relieved to see people again. The first stop Harry made was to see Mr. Ollivander; while there Harry showed the elderly man his staff' true appearance as well as all the cores and rune enchantments that had been placed on it. The old man was extraordinarily happy with the news and actually took notes when Harry was talking about the runes. However, when Harry mentioned that the staff felt incomplete, the man became all business once again. Harry relayed his theory on focal stones and Ollivander listened, only asking questions and supplying ideas when necessary. When the discussion was finished Harry had an idea in mind. He thanked the old man and nearly ran to the jewelry store. When he got there, he asked to see all the uncut jewels they had in store that were at least 2 inches or bigger in diameter. While Harry waited, he looked through the collection and found some beautiful earring and bracelet set for Ginny, he saw a nice pendant broach for Mrs. Weasley, and he found ornate yet simple necklaces for Tonks and Hermione. After making his selections, he turned his attention back to the store attendant. Nothing the man showed Harry made him feel anything, so Harry took his purchases and made his way out of the store. By chance Harry ended up passing Gringotts, so he decided to stop inside and make a quick trip to his family vault and see if there were any jewels hidden among the heaps of gold. Once Harry was at the door to his vault, he looked around the new vault for the first time. Harry was amazed that he found family photo albums, antique books, jewelry, and furniture. In total, Harry was overwhelmed. For some strange reason, Harry felt a pulling feeling coming from the center of the room. He followed the sensation until he was standing in front of a satchel. When he looked inside the satchel he nearly fainted because it was filled to the brim with fist sized jems and jewels. Harry unconsciously stuck his hand in the bag, and when he realized what he was doing he pulled it out. However, when Harry went to seal the bag, a jewel flew out of the bag toward his staff as if it had been summoned. When Harry turned to see what was happening, he was temporarily blinded by an explosion of light coming from his staff. After a few minutes and a lot of eye rubbing Harry was able to see again. Harry waited for the spots to leave before he turned his attention back to his staff. As he looked on at it, he noticed that it had changed. At the tip was the most breathtaking jewel he had ever seen. It had an ovular shape to it and it went from what looked like onyx to a transparent emerald color. Within the heart of the stone was a dragon shaped image. Harry wasn't quite sure what had just happened, but when he picked up the staff, he felt complete. It was like when he had gotten his wand, but this felt so much better.

Harry was broken from his reverie when the goblin coughed. Harry quickly placed another illusion charm on the staff and made his way out of the vault. After leaving the bank, Harry quickly backtracked and made his way to Ollivanders to show the man the finished product. However, he wasn't able to speak with the man because there were some soon to be first years lined up eagerly awaiting their wands. Harry just smiled knowing what they were feeling and decided to go pick up the battle robes that he had ordered. When he arrived at Madame Malkins shop he received his second shock of the day.

When the attendant asked him what she could do for him, Harry reached into his robes and pulled out the ticket so that she could get his order. Several minutes later, the woman returned with Madame Malkin herself.

"Can I help you young man?"

"Yes I am here to pick up the robes that you fitted me for two weeks ago."

"There must be some mistake; those robes were picked up yesterday."

"WHAT" said Harry in an icy tone. "Who came and picked them up, you told me that they wouldn't be ready until today."

"Well, Headmaster Dumbledore came by the day after you left and said that I should put a rush order on the robes and that he would pick them up."

"He did what!" Harry nearly screamed. By now, some of the shoppers were starting to draw around them so Harry decided to cut his loses.

"Is there a problem Mr. Potter" came a voice from the doorway of the store. Harry spun around to see Snape looking at him with a sneer.

"You had some part in this didn't you?"

"Why certainly. You see Potter; I talked the Headmaster into rewarding one of my pupils for excellent work under my teachings. The robes made a perfect present. By the way, Mr. Weasley say's thanks for his new set of robes." Harry was seeing red, but he decided to leave before there was a battle in the middle of the store. Harry started making his way toward the exit and the crowd parted as soon as he took his first steps because they could feel the anger, hate and power flowing off of Harry in waves. When Harry got to the front door, he pushed past a smiling Snape. He could hear Snape drawing his wand, so he spun and pointed the cane at him.

"What are you going to do, cane me to death? You obviously haven't learned anything over this break. I'm..." but his words stopped short when Harry wandlessly took the illusion charm off his staff.

"Try me...just try me. In fact, I am begging you to draw your wand." Snape knowing that he was outmatched, quickly apparated away. Harry just turned around and started making his way to the Apparition point at the end of the alley not even bothering to put the illusion charm back on his staff.

As Harry was finally coming to the barrier for apparition, he heard his name being called. Thinking that it was another one of Dumbledore's lackeys, Harry ignored it and continued walking. Just as he was about to leave, he felt someone grab his arm. Harry snatched his arm away and spun while preparing to cast a curse at the sod who had grabbed him. His scowl softened when he saw the people in front of him. The next thing Harry knew, he was being pulled into a fierce hug by Tonks. After a second of shock he hugged her back and actually started to react to the feelings of her soft yet ample breasts being pressed into his chest. After a second, the two parted when they heard Remus clear his throat. He then proceeded to pull Remus into a one armed manly hug.

"It's great to see you two. Sorry I didn't stop earlier; I thought you were someone else."

"We've heard. Word that you were in Diagon Alley spread quickly after some third year spotted you leaving Gringotts, and I vaguely recall hearing Dumbledore whispering something to Snape yesterday."

"Yea...that bastard picked up my battle robes and gave them to Ron." Harry let out a sigh "I honestly don't know why I used to look up to him anymore...I know that he fights for the light, but I never knew that he could be so ruthless and manipulative." The two Order members nodded sadly. "Anyway, what are you two doing here?"

"We wanted to see how you were doing, and to talk to you." Harry nodded and gestured for them to follow him to the Leaky Cauldron. Once there, he was about to get them a private table when Tonks put her hand on his arm. "We were thinking about somewhere more private." Harry got the idea and told them that he would go first and set the wards so that they could get through. Harry told them that in order to get to his place that they would have to say 'Harry's Sanctum', he received two peculiar looks but didn't pay them any attention. Before leaving, he also performed a quick spell on both of them making sure they didn't have tracking spells on them. Once Harry was home he set the wards to only allow Tonks and Remus, and then called Dobby and had him set some extra places at the dinner table.

Two minutes after getting home the floo opened up and the two tumbled out. Tonks being her usual clumsy self started to fall, but Harry using his seeker speed and his newly acquired strength was able to catch her before she fell. Once again Harry was caught up in the moment and didn't release her until Remus started talking.

"If I didn't know any better I would say that you two are a couple and have been hiding it from me." Tonks and Harry blushed several colors of crimson before Remus burst into laughter.

"If you don't stop, I will send Hestia a singing telegram telling her that you secretly want to do naughty things to her" retorted Harry. Since he had been around Andrew, his sharp remarks and witty comebacks had improved. The color on Remus' face and the smile on his lips disappeared so quickly that it caused Harry to fall over Tonks laughing. Tonks, whom had being using all her concentration to keep a strait face wasn't expecting Harry to fall. When she hit the floor, her resolve broke and she started to laugh hard.

"I wish I had a picture of that" said Harry when he was finally able to breathe again. Remus was about to tackle Harry and start ticking him mercilessly when his ears picked up the sound of some approaching creature. Harry sensing his distress told him not to worry about it. Remus was about to question Harry when a large group of furry animals came bursting in the room. Harry kneeled down and started petting and playing with the animals while they started sniffing Tonks and Remus. Harry introduced the animals to Tonks and Remus who were incredibly surprised at Harry. Harry had named the fire lions: Kaiser, Azrial, Hecate; the griffins: Shogo, and Leto; the phoenixes: Lily, and Lotus; and his Nundu was named Opal. (I know that I kinda stole the idea from Turk's story Chaos War, but I was going to originally have the Nundu as Harry's animagus form this just seemed to work out better. Anyway, I have a picture of what I think a Nundu looks like. I will post it soon. Oh, and check out the story it's great.) Hedwig even came down from her rafter hideaway to great the guests and it was then that Harry noticed that Hedwig had gained a lot of weight. He stroked her feathers as she rubbed up against him. After a while she returned to her nest, leaving Harry with a pair of really inquisitive guests.

Harry trying to postpone the inquisition for a little bit longer decided to give them a small tour while they made their way towards the kitchen. They were speechless as they walked as Harry pointed out certain rooms, and when they made it to the kitchen they were further astonished to see Dobby and Winky sitting at the table wearing clothes. They discussed light issues over dinner and then moved into the drawing room where Harry introduced them to Andrew Ashcroft and how he had come into possession of the property. Harry then used that as a bridge to bring up the topic of his training. He told them everything and Andrew told them about his perspective of Harry's progress. After Harry finished telling them about his progress it was quite late so they decided to stay over. After showing them where his room was, Harry allowed them to choose where they wanted to sleep. Before returning to his room, Harry went and made sure the wards were normal and got a book to read before returning to his room. As soon as Harry closed his door, he started stripping of his clothes and putting them in the clothes bin, he then put a waterproof charm on his book before grabbing his robe and heading for bathroom. Harry took a long relaxing soak, while he brushed up on breaking magical blocks. When he was finished soaking he dried off and went to meditate before sleeping. Like normal he heard purring coming from Opal whom was curled up at the tip of Harry's bed sleeping soundly. As Harry sunk into bed, Opal's head rose for a minute before she went back to sleep. After meditating, Harry got comfortable and went to sleep. A couple hours later, Harry heard his door creak open, and then he heard the sound of feet softly clapping against his marble floor.

"Harry are you awake?"

"Tonks, what's wrong?"

"I couldn't get to sleep, this place is too quiet for me."

"Well, you could use my snores to fall asleep" replied Harry groggily.

"That's not funny Harry."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Harry pulled the blanket away from his body and gestured for Tonks to join him. She bit her lower lip in a nervous fashion and wrung her hands together before crawling into bed next to Harry. As soon as Tonks settled in, Harry unconsciously draped an arm over her and was dead to the world seconds later. Tonks was nervous fidgety for a couple of minutes, but then she settled into Harry's embrace and allowed his shallow but constant breathing to lull her into sleep.

The next morning, Harry woke up at his normal time but that was the only thing that was normal. The first thing that Harry thought was that Opal had come over to wake him up. However, that thought was dashed when he felt Tonks stirring next to him. Harry's eyes shot open and he had to push Tonks hair out of his face in order to actually see her. She looked younger than she normally did. Her hair had changed from the hot pink color that she preferred to a deep violet color. Harry turned more so he could take more of her real appearance in but his motion ended up rousing Tonks from her slumber. As her eyes fluttered open, Harry found himself staring into deep dark chocolate brown eyes. When she closed her eyes in a futile attempt to get some last minute rest, Harry's body went into automatic and he found himself leaning forward and gently kissed her forehead. As Harry pulled back, Tonks eyes flew open and she just stared at Harry for a moment before he said. "Um Tonks, I'm sorry about that, but why are you in my bed?"

"I couldn't sleep last night and I came in here to talk to you, but you just held the blanket open so I just got in and went to sleep. Now that I think about it, this is the best sleep that I have had in years. Thanks Harry." With that she hastily got up, grabbed her robe and made her way toward the door. As she walked away, Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from her. However, when Tonks turned and caught him staring he had the decency to blush. When he looked up, she was gone. Harry shook out the cobwebs from his mind and made his way toward the bathroom. He stopped when he heard a wolf whistle coming from the hallway. When he turned he saw Tonks walking away. Over her shoulder she said "Turnabout is fair play." Harry looked at her backside for a few minutes, then turned to get started with his day.

Later when Harry was outside terraforming the landscape, Remus and Tonks came outside to watch him train. After an hour they were astonished at how much Harry had changed.

"Do you think that he will ever come back to our world, Remus?"

"Yes, he will come back when he believes that he is ready."

"I wish he didn't have to grow up so fast. Tell me, when was the last time that you saw Harry laugh."

"That's a good question; I believe that the last time that I really saw him happy was last Christmas."

"That's horrible."

"Why Tonks are my ears deceiving me, does little Nymphie fancy Harry?"

"I don't know, and don't call me that. You know that that name drives me mad." Lupin just looked at her with a large smile on his face. Consequently, Harry chose that moment to come over and greet them, so Remus didn't get the chance to ask her anymore questions.

"Hey guys, what are you both doing up so early?"

"We wanted to see what you have been doing with your free time. So far I see that you have been working on your physical and magical endurance. Since when have you been able to perform wandless magic?"

"Since that fight that I was supposed to have...Anyway, are you guys ready for breakfast."

"You can bet your bum we are."

"What is this about Harry's bum, Nymphie? Is that what you were so fascinated with while we were talking?" Tonks colored badly and started sputtering incoherent threats at Remus who was rolling around on the floor laughing.

"Really Nymphie, staring were you."

"Don't call me that, and I wasn't staring...I was admiring, there's a difference."

"Okay, well let's continue this conversation over breakfast. I'm starving."

"In fear of wasting away are you" asked Tonks.

"Of course Nymphie, I am a growing boy after all."

During breakfast there were several different conversations going on at one time, but overall the atmosphere was pleasant. There was a lot of teasing going on, and Harry received a spoonful of oatmeal in the face for teasing Tonks. After breakfast Harry took a quick shower and made his way to the training room for his session with Andrew. During the session Andrew made Harry perform all of the ancient magic spells that he had learned, he made Harry enchant runes (Which was incredibly hard), and how Harry was starting to elemental powers. Andrew was enthusiastic about Harry learning how to use the elements because he said that it was the driving force behind ancient magic. Aside from all the training, Andrew had taught Harry how to meditate and organize his mind. Even though his mental shields weren't especially strong, Andrew promised Harry that if he performed the exercises everyday that they would be impregnable to even the most skilled Legilimens expert. After hearing that, Harry redoubled his efforts, and meditated twice a day instead of just once. So in just two weeks, he had formed a sufficient shield to aloe himself to get a full night of uninterrupted sleep.

After finishing his lesson with Andrew, he led his awestruck friends back to the kitchen for lunch. However, the discussion was as cordial as they were over breakfast. Harry waited for them to finish their meals before asking the question that had been on his mind the entire day.

"Will you guys help me break the seals on my magic? I can and will be doing all the hard work, but I need you to make sure that nothing bad happens."

"Sure Harry. I'm just happy that I can help you with something. You are starting to surpass me in magical ability. Soon I will have to enroll here under your tutelage." Tonks laughed and add "I know what you mean Remus, the only thing that I can do is change how I look. I'm almost no help in a duel."

"Will you two quit it already, I'm not buying it. Remus is one of the best teachers that I have ever had. Whether it be defense or pranks, you're still talented. As for you Tonks, you're an Auror. That means that you are good at DADA, Transfiguration, Charms, and Potions, which I am horrible at. Furthermore, you can change your appearance, not that you need to, but you have other qualities. As I said in my letter, I want to get to know you both better but for now just take my word for it."

"When did you become so wise?"

"I don't know...I think it has to do with all the time that I have had lately. I finally had enough time to put all my thoughts in order."

"Harry when this is over, we have another matter to discuss that has been totally overlooked with everything that has been going on." Harry looked at his friend dreading the news that he was going to hear.

"Don't fret Harry; it's not that type of news. In fact, I believe that you will be pleasantly surprised by it."

Author's Notes:

I would like to thank everyone who commented about my story. I hope that you continue to read and like the story. Some of the reviews that I got caused me to have a big head for a little while, but mostly the reviews made me want to think up even greater ideas. I thank you all.

Next Chapter: Ron's Training, Harry breaking the seals, September 1st, and a return to Grimmaud Place.

Till Then

Kakole