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The rest of the week passed uneventful, except for the transfer student knowing his way around Hogwarts like the back of his hand, and the student showing up at random times and undermining their lesson plans, as well as scaring the crap out of the teachers.

The population of teachers had first learned of his presencewhen the door to the Hall had opened and a black-cloaked figure had walked. His wand was in his hand and pointed at an area just behind the staff table. A young Madam Hooch had whispered that it was a Death Eater coming to kill the staff. The person had seethed his wand and bitterly told them that he would go and personally tell old Moldie Voldie to kiss it and sod off. It was then that the teachers learned of the dislike that separated him from even the most Light wizards. No, dislike was to kind, it was more like loathing. Pure and utter loathing.

The mask of hatred and anger had made Albus Dumbledore himself gasp. It was a look that promised murder, his lean features becoming harsh and cold, and his eyes blazing like chips of flame.

At the moment 'Xander' was staring at himself in a full length mirror, amazed by the changes. He was about 6'5". His black hair was far more manageable and he had taken to gelling the shortened locks and the tell-tale scar had been changed to look like slashes made by an animal. But it was his eyes that had startled him. A light, misty blue, almostl ike Sirius's had been; only his were paler, like chips of ice. But you couldn't have everything.

And then it was time for his introduction to the student body. Xander, or Harry, had faced countless battles, Death Eaters, and escaped Voldemort four times. Even meeting Fluffy in his first year hadn't terrified him as much as seeing the headmaster stand up after the last first year (Ahn Vu) had been sorted into Ravenclaw.

"I am pleased to announce that we have a transfer student. He's already been pre-sorted into Gryffindor. Student Body of Hogwarts I am pleased to introduce Xander Sanchez."

The hall burst into a moderately enthusiastic welcome as Xander stepped forward from the shadows and walked towards the Gryffindor table. To his distress the only seat available was one right between Sirius Black and James Potter. Mentally telling his instincts to kiss it he took the seat. Food appeared and everyone seemed intent on drowning their back to school sorrows in the food. If anyone had bothered to look, they would have seen the new student picking at his Shepherds Pie and avoiding his Housemates questioning stares.

Remus Lupin, Hogwarts resident werewolf frowned at the transfer. He was picking at his food as though waiting for a written invitation to eat it, and his blue eyes seemed to be darting from Sirius to James. He even smelled afraid, aside from showing the classic signs. There was one thing Remus couldn't understand about him either. The rest of his smell; like a mint and earth and animal smell, coupled with the heavy smell of potions. In all of his time as a werewolf he hadn't smelled something this odd and confusing. Yes, it seemed that there was a lot about their new student that was confusing.

Xander was beyond deciding that this was not even remotely fun. So when the prefect called the first years up he automatically fled the table, praying that he might have the dorm to himself for a while. One long walk, one spoken password (Gryphon), and a trip up a flight of stairs and he was inside the familiar dorm. Twilight looked up from his perch on his trunk and leaped to the floor and disappeared out the door.

"Gee thanks, Twilight." Xander grumbled as he walked over and unlocked one of the trunks compartments before pulling out a leather bound book. It was a picture album, but not the one that he'd gotten from First year. This had been a Christmas present from Dung last year. In it were pictures of him and his friends, from First year to Sixth. He smiled as he looked at the modified photos and turned to the very end.

This picture was of him and some of his year, Dean, Seamus, Neville, Ron, and Hermione. It also had Fred, George, Ginny, Bill, and Charlie. The picture had been taken in front of the Weasleys Ford Angela, which had been retrieved from the Forest. They had all signed the back of the photo. It was the last time they were all together, alive.

The door opened and the four Marauders walked in, talking about a prank. They automatically paused, staring at the new boy who already appeared at home. Xander looked up and looked on with mild amusement at the unsure Marauders. He saw courage flicker in Remus' eyes before he shoved past James and Sirius and walked across the room and he offered his hand.

"Hello Xander, I'm Remus Lupin." Lucky grinned and stood up, taking the proffered hand, a mischievous smirk lighting his misty blue eyes.

"I'm Peter Pettigrew." The small, slightly rotund boy stepped forward, offering a hand. Xander buried the harsh feelings as he took the hand, remembering that he was still a loyal friend in this year.

"The two morons back there are Sirius Black and James Potter." Remus said pointing back at the two remaining Marauders. Xander nodded and grinned when Twilight bounded into the room and leaped into his arms.

Remus frowned when he saw the book that Xander had set down open. There was a picture in there of a group of wizards and witches grinning and waving. The one that looked like Xander suddenly reached behind a bushy haired girl and hit a red haired boy in the back of the head. That started what appeared to be a fist fight and the two witches disappeared out of the frame.

"That was the last time we were all in the same place alive. The red haired girl, Ginny, was mauled by a Hippogriff the day after it was taken and the second oldest red haired guy, Charlie, was killed while working with dragons about a week after that. The brown haired witch, Hermione, was killed by Death Eaters about a month after Charlie died."

The soft voice made Remus' head snap back and Xander's misty eyes shadowed over and the furry black kitten in his arms leaped to the ground before curling up under the bed. Xander walked forward and picked the book up before taking his wand out and tapping one of the locks and opening the top and placing the book inside. Closing the top and tapping another lock he took out a pair of pajamas.

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