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Chapter 20: Scheduled Life

October 3rd 1991

It had been a little over a month since Harry Potter had arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and shocked the Wizarding World. Ever since arriving he had set new standards to the word powerful and had quickly gained a reputation of a person not to be crossed.

Harry himself was just settling into life at Hogwarts. He had made no real attempts to gain friends and was known as a very anti-social person but somehow he had made acquaintances with people from all years and houses. Two of his favourite people were Fred and George Weasley, Gryffindor third years and to his shock, pranksters' supreme. They were nothing like their younger brother Ron who still to Harry's chagrin still spread rumours about him. Even though Harry had hexed him numerous times to show the boy that he would hurt him, Ron's hatred only seemed to increase by day and because of this Harry had set up numerous wards to stop the red headed boy messing with him and his things.

Harry had first met the Weasley Twins in one of the secret passages and since then, the three were often seen huddled in discussion when Harry was not in the library studying or up in the Room of Requirement practising.

During the first month of school, Harry had also found himself the target of envious and awe filled glares. This was due to the fact that despite he was still a first year technically, he had become the first, first year in a hundred years to be picked for the Quidditch House team and as seeker nonetheless. This had led to Harry setting another Hogwarts record the next day when in OWL Potions he had gotten 340 points taken from Gryffindor in one lesson. Some of Snapes better ones were:

"Potter, 20 Points from Gryffindor for breathing too loud."

"50 Points for getting up too quick Potter."

Even when Harry had just calmly stared back at Snape he got punished.

"100 Points from Gryffindor for trying to intimidate a teacher"

"Another 20 Points for attempting to wandlessly curse a Professor!" Snape had announced when Harry had moved his hand in the slightest motion.

Harry had later found out that Slytherin had won the Quidditch Cup for the previous five years and that Snape was terrified that Gryffindor would win and that he would have nothing to brag about to McGonagall in the staff lounge. That and he had a life long hate against his father, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

Another thing that had made Harry more of a legend at Hogwarts and with the Wizarding World than he already was, was the fact that at eleven years old, he was taking 7th Year N.E.W.T Level Charms, Transfiguration and Defence against the Dark Arts. This also unfortunately had the side effect of everyone in his Defence class wanting to duel with him so that if they won they could tell everybody how they had beaten the great Harry Potter. To put it lightly, after a fortnight, Harry was undefeated and unchallenged though two or three of his duels had been a close call.

This made Professor Lockhart exclaim to anyone that would listen that it was he who gave Harry his duelling skills and that the boy was always begging him for extra lessons. This too stopped when Harry threatened to duel the Professor in front of the class and not only beat him but made sure that he was scarred for life.

The accelerated course load for Harry had led to many people whispering about how Harry was using Dark Magic to fuel his power and knowledge or that Sirius was somehow siphoning off power from himself into his young apprentice as one student had called him.

Harry was still hiding the full extent of his powers and knowledge to everyone but he suspected that the Headmaster knew more about them than he let on. Everyone in the student body knew that he could do wandless magic as undoubtedly everyone knew that he had bested Snape in a duel using it as well as him having a second wand. When he asked Professor Dumbledore about it, Dumbledore had just smiled and said that it was supposed to be a secret so naturally everyone knows about it. Harry had simply made out to everyone who asked that summoning his wand was the only thing he could do wandlessly.

The library quickly became Harry's favourite place within Hogwarts. He had quickly threatened Lockhart into writing him a unlimited pass into the Restricted Session. Harry spent days reading up on other forms of wandless magic including Core Magic, Chaos Magic and Wild Magic amongst others. He had only practised Core Magic slightly in the Room of Requirement but at the present moment was more interested in the theories. Books on sensing magic, wards and auras were also in the process of being read as sometimes Harry could literally taste the magic in the air and he was intrigued to see if he could manipulate it or not.

Obviously it would not do for people to see the boy-who-lived read books that some considered dangerous and potentially Dark Magic so to the casual observer all it would seem that Harry did everyday was read book after book on Quidditch.

As Harry sat down for breakfast he had a feeling that today was going to be one of them days as he had History of Magic followed by Defence. Whilst defence was his favourite subject, Lockhart just sat at the front of the room and watched the students duel. The only thing he made sure of was that only one duel happened at a time.

When Harry was in the middle of eating his breakfast, Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom had entered the Great Hall and had sat opposite him. These two were the only Gryffindor first years that Harry had made friends with. Dean and Seamus seemed scared of him; Ron hated his guts while the two other first year girls Parvati and Lavender were only interested in his power and looks.

Hermione and Neville on the other hand were different. Harry had liked Neville straight off because Sirius had always told him that Frank and Gemma Longbottom were good people and great Aurors. Neville held an air of confidence and conditioning that appealed to Harry and the two just instantly clicked. Hermione on the other hand annoyed Harry no end at first with all her questions but he soon found her thirst for knowledge and willingness to discuss magical theories with him was enjoyable and they had soon struck up an academic friendship.

The conversation at breakfast was light between the three but that was mainly because none of them were truly awake at this time of morning. Soon the three left to go to History of Magic with the rest of the first years, who mostly treated Harry like anyone else.

Unfortunately every first year class that Harry took was with the Slytherins and as such he had to endure the presence of not only Ron Weasley but Draco Malfoy as well. Malfoy had threatened Harry many times but Harry knew that they were empty threats. Harry knew to be cautious though. Sirius had told him that despite their hatred for each other, Lucius Malfoy was admittedly a very powerful man who was not to be crossed lightly.

Today was one of them days when Malfoy was in full form. He came swaggering up to where Harry and Neville were standing in the corridor; Hermione had gone to the toilets so it was the two of them. He was accompanied by his two friends/bodyguards Crabbe and Goyle who couldn't do one spell between them and Harry knew that he could stun the pair of them before they realised what time of the day it was.

"So what do we have here then?" Malfoy drawled rhetorically as he looked the two boys up and down. "We have King Potty and big bad Longbottom. Where has the Mudblood gone? Got rid of her already?"

The instance the word Mudblood left Malfoy's mouth Neville had his wand out and had it pointing straight at Malfoy. Harry just stood there looking the boy up and down, a dark gleam in his eye that made the blonde boy reconsider his actions.

"If I ever here you say one more bad word against Hermione again Malfoy, I will not hesitate in breaking every bone in your body just to quick heal you so I could do it again!" Harry told Malfoy, every word laced with magic suggesting that he would do such a thing.

Malfoy took a step back but couldn't resist one last retort at Neville who was in the process of lowering his wand.

"Longbottom, put that thing down, you wouldn't know how to use it properly anyway. Didn't your father teach you any manners? Oh wait he didn't get the chance to!" Malfoy cuttingly said at the boy whose powerful façade faded for an instant to be replaced by a scared vulnerable little boy.

Neville was eventually fuming and launched himself at Malfoy who was prepared for this and easily banished Neville against the stone wall that he hit with a thud and fell to the ground dazed.

Harry was desperately trying to keep his emotions in check, he felt his rage trying to free his magic but he knew that it wouldn't do him any good. Harry was fuming, he stunned Crabbe and Goyle in the blink of an eye and before anyone could protest, Malfoy was magically suspended against the wall with Harry pointing his wand at the boy from about two feet away.

Luckily for Malfoy the bell just rang and not wanting any trouble, Harry recoiled his magic and went into lesson followed by a shocked and dazed Neville and a confused Hermione. Half listening to the man that could put an insomniac in a coma, Professor Binns, Harry vowed that Malfoy would pay for that comment.

For the rest of the day Harry's mind was stuck on one thought, his father. "How different would things have been if my parents were still alive?" He pondered silently during one of the more rare Defence against the Dark Art theory lessons. "I would never have been so powerful and I wouldn't have seen Padfoot and Moony as much but I would have had more friends, I would have had a normal childhood." Harry's last thought brought him back full circle. He had never really imagined what would have happened if his parents were still around. Padfoot and Moony loved him and had given him everything he wanted and needed and he wouldn't change his childhood for the world.

As the day went on, Harry got angrier and more frustrated by the state of his thoughts, he was happy dammit and didn't need to dwell on the past. He barely picked his way through dinner and was very listless and nervous, something that he had conditioned out of himself long ago. When he was eating, Harry felt bad, like something bad was about to happen. The feeling in the pit of his stomach kept getting worse and his magic was beginning to get restless and the last thing he needed was to lose control in the Great Hall.

After taking many deep breaths, Harry settled down a bit and had just started on dessert when:

BOOM

The Great Hall doors were thrown open and in came Remus Lupin, right hand men to Sirius Black supposed Dark Lord. He looked like death and seemed to be carrying a copse. It was only when he collapsed microseconds after entering that Harry, already on his feet towards Remus noticed that the "corpse" he was carrying was Sirius.

Grabbing Remus to his feet, Harry forgot where he was but more importantly, who he was with. As soon as Remus got to his feet, reality settled in and Harry barely pulled the werewolf to the ground as the first curses went flying overhead. Remus collapsed as well, not having the strength to get up, Harry was left facing hundreds of wands.

But he'd go to hell and back before one of them curses hit Sirius or Remus.

To that he made a solemn vow.

He drew his wands.

Till his last breath.

They would be safe.

AN

There we go; much better update speed! Sorry if the chapter seems short and rushed, I will fully edit it and beta it when I return from my hols on the 19th of July, hopefully the next chapter should follow a few days after!

A Lot of people have begged me not to kill Sirius off and to be honest I originally was going to kill him off and have Harry… I'm actually thinking of writing two endings, a happy one and a sad one but I'm not sure at the moment?

REVIEWER RESPONCES

Allizarin Sylvain Phyre: Core Magic…. Yes I borrowed that idea from yours amongst others but to be honest I'm not the first and won't be the last, I think the chaos magic that I used in an earlier chapter was something I came across in another story. Anyway when I get back from holiday I expect to see RoC 12 done. Got Me?

Shea Loner: Harry/Tom shudders, never in a million years could I read that ship! shudders again

Dragongirl Jun: U seem to have misread my story in points so let me educate you. I don't mind criticism and I expect it and try to improve my story from it but what u have said is wrong. Harry has been training for five years so will know a lot of curses and is a first year because of the age he is. He is in NEWT 7th Year Classes for Charms, Transfiguration, and DADA and OWL Potions!

Harry at first thought Ron had done a real spell as NO ONE can know every spell in existence but he figured it to be fake when nothing happened. Remember Ron's attempt on Scabbers in PS!

Mistress-Genari: Thanks for your honesty. I know my story is very "weird" and is not to everyone's taste.

WB33: "Mad", "Off in the Head", you sound like you have known me forever! All right Harry/Tonks may never happen in the books but I don't think the age gap is disturbing! Harry/Katie could happen, I mean there is only a year gap and they both play Quidditch together. Thanks for the compliments!

Mafioso: I agree, I was reading through some of the earlier chapters the other day and they seemed worse than I realised. Don't worry though, I'm in the process of editing the whole story so soon everything will be up to scratch.

Hexe605: Get where u r coming from on the H/H front and I have tried to build a foundation for the friendship in this chapter but understand that this story involves Hermione very little and the friendship will have no impact on the story. Colchester eh? I live 20miles from there in a town called Halstead (hence the pen name) and I have family in Colchester! GCSE's really do suck don't they!

Cheers

Halstead