I own nothing, J K Rowling IS Harry Potter. All my 'ideas' are basically ripped from stuff I enjoy; Harry Potter (duh!), Lord Of The Rings, Star Wars, Star Trek, Dragonball, The Matrix, The Lion King, 24, and anything else that even remotely looks far too creative for me to just make up! Don't say I didn't warn you alright!

Righto, if you want a side story for what happened to Remus when he flooed back to Grimmauld Place…that is what Apprentice is all about.

Chapter 3 – Bad Hair Day

The next two days went quickly, which wasn't surprising seeing as though Harry had only woken up in the early afternoon. He finished up his homework, and was about to crawl back into bed when the booming voice of his Uncle said "that…that, MAN that was here a week ago is back. I'm sending him upstairs to your room."

Harry smiled at this. He could just imagine the look on Snape's face after hearing that. Harry opened the door just as Snape arrived at the top of the stairs. As he walked inside, he again cast the silencing charm on Harry's room and asked "how in Merlin's name could you possibly live with those…creatures! I'm guessing that they treat you like that all the time."

Harry chuckled and replied "no actually, you got off pretty lightly. I'm surprised they didn't call you a freak. They refuse to use the words magic, wizard, and witch, it's quite pathetic really."

For the first time that Harry could ever remember, Snape actually looked shocked. He quickly recovered before replying "I see. Well first things first, Dumbledore would like to know how did you know what was going on that night?"

Harry told him the events including the part about Peter's hand and Remus' reaction. At the end of it, Snape just nodded and said "that's what I got told what had happened, and that's why I'm here. After our discussion, I will be escorting you to the Order's headquarters."

"How?" asked Harry "we used brooms last time."

"Apparating" Snape coolly replied.

Harry just stared, had he heard right? Did Snape just say that he, Harry, would be apparating? Snape saw Harry's response and sneered "don't worry Potter, it's not that difficult. Even you should be able to do it correctly without splinching yourself."

"But I've never even tried to apparate before, I'm underage remember" Harry replied, but Snape just rolled his eyes.

"You also hadn't flown a broom before Hogwarts, and you seemed to be able to do that rather easily."

"Yeah, but that was inbred, I must've got that from my Dad!" Harry countered, and finally Snape looked into Harry's eyes and said

"And so is apparating, the Dark Lord is rather good at it. Therefore with the connection you share with him, like your ability to speak parseltongue, you should find it just as easy as flying, trust me."

After what seemed like hours of having Snape explain to Harry the concept of Apparition, like how to do it and what its purposes are, he was finally ready to begin training.

"Concentrate, Potter, think about exactly where you are. Every detail, every floor marking, every wall, then think of the place where you want to be, and focus on every detail of that place" Snape had told him.

"I'm trying my best all right!" Harry nearly yelled, and turned only to find Snape not where he was mere seconds ago.

"What just happened?" asked Harry.

Snape curled his lip,

"I told you you'd find it easy, Potter."

After Harry had recovered from the shock of actually doing something right the first time, Snape then taught him how to focus on long distance travel. He explained about having to 'feel' the place where you want to be, or 'sense' the person you want to apparate to (like the Death Eaters do when the Dark Mark burns and Voldemort wants them at his side).

Finally, Harry was ready to apparate to Grimmauld place. He had shrunk his trunk again, only taking two attempts this time, and was about to go when he realised he had forgotten about Hedwig. How could he apparate and take her with him?

He asked Snape who was taking off the silencing charm, and he replied "if you're holding the cage it'll go with you, I'll show you" and with that, Snape had snatched Harry's hand along with Hedwig's cage and with a 'crack', they were gone.

The next thing Harry knew was that he was in the living room of Grimmauld Place again. Harry decided that Apparition was much easier than floo powder as he didn't feel dizzy. Snape stood beside him before saying,

"Before I go, Potter, that essay you did on the Wolfsbane Potion was quite impressive. You are permitted to enrol in my potions class…if you want to that is."

With that, Harry's Professor walked through the hallway and left Harry in the living room.

Harry was still getting over the fact that his dream to be an Auror was alive, and was grateful to Dumbledore for persuading Snape to let him in his class, when Harry's concentration was broken by a squeal. His vision was once again obscured by brown bushy hair.

"Oh Harry, how are you! We only just arrived here an hour ago. How did you get here so quickly?"

"Er, air please Hermione!" Harry choked out. Hermione let him go and started to apologise profusely, but Harry shrugged her off.

"I'm fine Hermione. Well, I am now after what happened two nights ago" seeing her confused look, Harry quickly added, "I'll tell you and Ron later okay, and I got here by apparating."

Hermione scowled. "You're underage, you can't do that!"

Harry smirked and replied "yes, I'd normally agree with you, but I didn't apparate here alone. Snape brought me."

"That's Professor Snape, Harry. And a fine job he did too."

Both Hermione and Harry wheeled around to face the person whose voice that belonged to, Albus Dumbledore.

"Professor!" Harry exclaimed "I didn't realise you were here."

"Of course you didn't" replied the headmaster, "but I will ask you to join us in the kitchen, Harry. You need to tell us exactly what happened, particularly as to how you knew that something was wrong."

Harry nodded and was about to ask, but Dumbledore beat him "yes Harry, Hermione can come too, after all, everyone else is waiting for you" he smiled as he gestured towards the kitchen.

Once inside Harry recognised everyone. Apart from Snape, Dumbledore, Hermione and himself, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were there, along with Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny, Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and a much better looking Remus Lupin, who smiled at Harry when he entered.

Harry told them what had happened two nights ago, about how he noticed that Hedwig was injured, how he heard a faint 'pop' outside, about having this feeling that something was wrong so he packed his gear up. How he went downstairs under his invisibility cloak, saw Pettigrew who was using Polyjuice potion to impersonate Harry's Uncle. And lastly what had happened to Lupin when he tried to take Pettigrew back.

After a short silence, during which time Harry was running his hand through his hair starting to get annoyed wishing that someone would actually say something, it was Shacklebolt who asked,

"But how did you know something was wrong?"

"Instinct I s'pose" said Harry.

"No Harry, that wasn't instinct. Instinct alone wouldn't make you pack everything up. Nor would it have you wait until you heard Peter's voice" Lupin replied.

Another silence followed, with Dumbledore breaking it this time "I think, Harry, you have discovered a hidden power. One that allows you to sense presences, both good and evil…"

"Harry, how did you do that!" exclaimed Ron

"I just told you Ron, I had a feeling…"

"No Harry," it was Ginny this time "your hair, it's…well, messier. Not only that, you're er...glowing!"

Harry looked down at his hands and realised that Ginny was right, he was glowing a soft white colour.

"Er, I don't know. I just…well I was wishing that someone would say something, and I was starting to get annoyed when no one did. But I don't have any idea what's going on!"

Lupin had his hand over his mouth in disbelief then he spoke "I believe it's time, Harry."

"What do you mean, Professor?"

Lupin chuckled "I haven't been your Professor for two years, Harry, please call me Remus. But in answer to your question, I believe that your being annoyed at us, plus all the anger over what happened in the Department of Mysteries, you've experienced a tremendous power surge."

Then suddenly, a new voice could be heard laughing from behind them.

"Well done Remus, you were paying attention to me after all. I told you he was more powerful than you could imagine."

A deathly silence followed.