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!

No I don't (nor will I ever) own a Jag XJ220. Seeing as though Trent is somewhat loosely based on me (I don't have a brother, nor am I a wizard duh!), and I love cars, I just thought I'd stick that in. It really is a stunning car, ridiculously expensive but stunning nonetheless.

Could you really tell I was fresh out of ideas when it came to creating something big happen on Halloween? Don't worry, I have something much better in store for Easter!

Chapter 19 – Astonishing Developments

Harry once again was outside Peter's cell, under his invisibility cloak. Peter was still feeling the effects of the stunner Remus had sent him after he'd interrogated him earlier. Harry whispered 'enervate' before saying "hello Peter."

Peter looked around wildly before asking "who said that? Show yourself!"

Harry whipped off his invisibility cloak and drew his wand.

"P…Potter! How did you get in here? What are you even doing here?"

"I'm at Hogwarts, Peter, because I'm in my sixth year. I'm standing here, because I need to talk to you" Harry spoke, his voice full of spite.

"I s'pose you've heard about the breakouts?" Harry spat.

"What are you talking about, Potter?"

"Voldemort broke into Azkaban a few nights ago and got his followers back. The ones we captured in the Ministry last year. But then again, you probably knew all about it."

Peter narrowed his eyes before saying "so what if I did. You can't do anything about it."

Harry took out a small vial from his robes and showed it to Peter.

"Three guesses what this is. The first two don't count" Harry smirked as Peter's eyes grew wide in recognition.

"But…but Veritaserum is a controlled potion! How'd you get your hands on any?" Peter managed to splutter.

"Simple really, Peter. You see, I enrolled in NEWT level potions, and this just happens to be one of those potions we're studying. And before you ask, it does work. I've tested it myself" Harry said before walking up to the cell Peter was standing in.

He tossed the vial to Peter who dropped it deliberately.

Harry rolled his eyes "good thing I put an unbreakable charm on it isn't it, Peter. Drink it, or else."

Peter eyed him warily. "Or else what, Potter. Going to kill me are you" he sneered.

Harry narrowed his eyes before grinning maliciously "or else I'll let Remus do whatever he likes to you."

Peter looked stunned and whispered "you…you wouldn't! Would you?"

"Unless you answer my questions, I will, yes" Harry replied.

Peter uncorked the vial and sniffed it before gulping it down. Harry saw Peter's face slacken, and his eyes becoming unfocussed. Harry smiled.

"What's your full name?"

"Peter Cameron Pettigrew" he answered.

"Date of birth?" Harry asked

"May 16, 1959."

"Why did you join Voldemort?"

"Because he offered me anything I wanted."

"What did you want the most?"

"Power. I wanted to become like my friends; Remus, Sirius and James."

Harry clenched his fists, and asked his last question "are you sorry for what you did to James and Lily?"

"Yes I am. I didn't realise that the Dark Lord would go after my friends like he did. It was stupid of me to not think that he'd torture me until I gave up the Potter's location."

Harry looked shocked, he hadn't been expecting that. He checked the map, and decided that he'd heard enough. He grabbed another vial from his robes and gave it to Peter.

"Drink this. It'll make you feel better."

Peter gulped down the contents, which was the antidote, and his eyes widened when he saw Harry.

"Wh…what did you do to me?"

Harry chuckled "nothing...yet. Goodnight Peter, we'll chat later. Tell anyone about my being here, and I'll let Remus do whatever he likes. Got it? Stupefy."

Peter slumped to the ground and Harry made his way back to Gryffindor tower. Peter had left him with a lot to think about. As Harry drifted off to sleep, the foundation of a plan was stirring in his mind. He still had a couple of aces up his sleeve. Maybe it was time to produce one.

Harry was sitting in his dorm, thinking more about what Peter had told him, and also about the training Trent wanted to give him. The more Harry thought about it, the more the training made sense. He'd be learning Dark Arts, which Voldemort wouldn't expect. Harry might have an advantage the next time they met.

His mind drifted to the trunk he had grabbed from his vault, the Black Family's one with the books. Harry took out the trunk before enlarging it. It looked old. There was no other word to describe it. The trunk's colour had faded, but was still black. Harry spotted the Black Family crest on the lid, and it smelt of dust and dirt. Harry guessed that it hadn't been used in a very long time. He wondered if Sirius even knew it existed.

Harry cast the unlocking charm at it, and the trunk snapped open. He pulled out a few books, including a pink cook book. This surprised Harry 'what in Merlin's name is this doing here' he thought. Harry explained away the book's presence when he saw some of the cooking 'suggestions'. 'Deep fried werewolf snout' and 'mudblood finger food'. Harry felt his dinner starting to rise in his stomach, and quickly threw the book back in the trunk.

Harry then spotted a book which caught his eye; 'Magical signatures: Everything you'll ever need to know about them'. Harry picked it up and had a quick flip through it. He didn't find any information about changing ones signature, but he did find some information about sensing auras.

Harry rifled through the rest of the books. If Trent wasn't going to teach him, then Harry would do this by himself. He found a few other books that might be interesting. Harry settled back on his bed and started reading.

He read about the process to sense auras. He learnt that to do it properly, he'd have to first distinguish his own aura. To do that, he needed to find it within himself, exactly what it was that led Harry to stun Peter that night in Privet Drive.

Kingsley had told him when he arrived at Grimmauld Place, that Harry had not done that on instinct alone. Harry concluded that he had actually sensed that something was amiss. He didn't know exactly how it happened, so he decided to see if any of the books mentioned anything.

He found a passage in one of his books that described how most magical aura sensing begins from a high emotional state. Harry remembered being agitated when Hedwig came back injured, but he didn't think he was that emotional. But the more Harry thought about it, the more it began to make sense.

Hedwig had been Harry's first true friend he'd ever made. She'd been with him every horrible summer at the Dursley's. Harry also realised that he was quite concerned whenever something happened to her. As Harry thought about this, his mind drifted to the other friend he'd made around the same time; Hagrid.

Harry was startled as he realised he'd been at Hogwarts for nearly two months and hadn't visited him yet. He made a mental note before he started to read, to go and see the half-giant before the first Hogsmeade weekend coming up in a couple of week's time.

Sirius' book mentioned how after you first sense people's power, it becomes easier with practice. He needed to focus on his own energy, similar to what he'd done for Occlumency. Once he had emptied his mind and really concentrated, he could feel something around him, but only just. It slipped away whenever Harry tried to single it out. Trent and Remus hadn't taught him in the Spirit Room about sensing your power, they just taught him how to control and suppress it.

Harry then made a decision that would have consequences that no one could possibly have foreseen. If Trent thought Harry needed to keep his anger in check, so as not to become the next Dark Lord, then he would learn. Harry vowed to make Trent see that he was wrong. He'd learn to control his anger better and also to sense Voldemort's aura.

He decided to read every book possible on the subject. He wanted to master this, and once he did, he then wouldn't go after Voldemort until he was ready. Harry wanted to know everything he could about muggle and magical means of fighting. He knew that Voldemort wouldn't wait for Harry to finish his education before coming after him next. This time, Harry promised he'd be ready. And knowing where Voldemort could be hiding was too good an opportunity to pass up.