Chapter3: Part1 A dream and a chat with a D.E. And the train ride.

" My name is Lucius Malfoy," Came a voice behind him. Harry was on his way out when a firm hand grabbed his wrist. His heart stopped as he turned around, hoping Lucius Malfoy wouldn't recognize him. His scar was hidden by some makeup" It's a pleasure to see a young man as yourself radiate so much power.

Harry nodded, not wanting to speak. How the hell, or when the hell did they let this bastard out of jail." Ugh.. My name is Alexander Evans." He choked out, his face flushing with anger as he stared the murder in the eye. How dare he strut around like he did nothing.

Lucius nodded, his grayish,blue eyes piercing into his like needles." Oh! Your from a line of Evans," He said surprised, his emotionless expression wavering. Harry nodded and mentally cursed himself, why did he have to use his mothers last name." Are you related to Mrs and Mr Evans?" He asked.

" No! Ugh! I really don't have any family I'm aware of." He babbled out. Lucius nodded with a smirk as if he knew something nobody knew.

" Oh! Well you did hear of the Potters?" He asked, his smirk gone and now replaced with a frown of distaste,

" Yeah I did, who didn't." Harry said nonchalantly, suddenly feeling more confident.

Malfoy shook his head with a amused smirk." Well you do have the Evans trade mark emerald eyes. I never seen anyone with eyes like yours expect for the Evans. You must be related to them."

" I never really took the time to get to know any of my family," Harry said suddenly feeling anger." All of the family I have is me okay! So please leave me alone ." With that said he pushed Lucius away and jogged ahead. He didn't know where is was going but he needed to get as far away so he could call the night bus. When he was sure Lucius was no where in site he pointed his wand at the ground and tried to pretend to be lost. It was five seconds later when he heard a boom and the night bus was right in front of him.

" Hey Neville," Stan joked as he helped him on the bus." Ya looking good. Ya better bring a bloody girl replete to school with ya."

Harry blushed as he sat down, his heart still racing as a picture of Lucius smirk came into his head. Lucius probably knew he was Harry Potter, but the real question was why didn't he try to take him back to Voldemort.\

Later that day, Harry was preparing a feast for himself. He had backed some brownies,cookies,cakes and other sweets for desert. For dinner he had made some turkey,chicken,mash potatoes, green beans, and some sweet bread. He had borrowed a cock book from Miss Figgs, who of course knew the Dursleys had left him there. She swore she wouldn't tell Albus as long as he behaved. She could understand he was still grieving and needed time. And she didn't wasn't Albus to interfere with any of that and make it worst. So she said she'd get all his food but he had to behave and stay inside. And of course he was going to behave, but he couldn't say that for staying inside.

Fixing himself a nice full plate, he promised himself he was going to work out everyday and gain a little muscle. He didn't want to be a muscle man, but he didn't want to have muscles you could barely see. His plan was to work out every morning at 6:00 o'clock. Take a five minute break at 7:00 o'clock, and than run around the back yard for an hour. Nodding to himself, Hogwarts was in for a long year.

Harry looked around the strange place with wide eyes. A memory struck his head as he glanced around the white boarded up room i n awe. There were pictures of a girl about his age that looked exactly like him. She had red hair and huge emerald eyes, and her face was masked in innocence.

" That innocence isn't there anymore Harry," Harry whirled around to come face to face with the girl in the picture. The only difference was that her innocent face looked haunted and her huge eyes hung with pain." It was gone the day I died."

" Who are you?" He asked.

The girl chuckled with amusement, and her whole face seemed to light up for a second." I'm a dream girl, a nonexistent person. I'm a person who you made up in your mind for your sake. I am nothing but a star in your universe."

" So your not real?" He asked, confusion written over your face.

" No and yes. If I were to kick you arse right now you'd wake up and feel it. It's part of the gift you have. And that's what I really came here to inform you of," She smile as she explained." You will remember all of your dreams for this point on. When you wake up you'd remember every dream you had as if you already knew them. Just remember that this is a special gift and you should respect it. And don't be confuse when you have no more dreams for a while, it happens a lot. It only means that your mind is trying to regain some energy. Because if you can talk to people in your mind it's going to take a lot of energy, and sometime or later it's going to run out. You're probably notice your magical powers will be lower for a while. It's kinda complicated really, so it's alright to be confused and lost sometimes."

Harry stood there stunned, trying to process some of the things she explained." Okay, Ugh, sooo where doe's that leave you? If your real, what's your part in my dreams? How did I create you and why would I create you"

" For your first questions, where does that leave me. If leave leaves me here in my realm. The only time you'd see me is if your in danger or something. I'm the mentor of your dreams and we share a bond. I'll be able to talk to you in your head sleep or not sleep. I'm part of you now Harry. You created a equal of you Harry, and I'm your equal. You did talk to your father before in a dream, he told you that you created a shield around yourself. I'm that shield Harry."

Four weeks later it was September 1,Harry was prepared to go back to Hogwarts. He had his trunk packed with all his school books. His wardrobe was ready and he was ready to surprise everyone with his new look. He hadn't had anymore dreams or anything, but he was lucky he didn't. With his training and everything he needed a full night of rest. Signing he dragged his trunk out the door where Mad-eye-moody and Tonks were waiting for him.

" Hey Harry!" Tonks exclaimed as she sized him up, a flush coming to her cheeks." You sure changed, is that the same little boy I seen just a few months ago."

Harry nodded with a smile, he was wearing the first outfit he had, but he looked different because of the extra muscles. His boyish face was gone and shaped into a more mature look. You couldn't see much of his much of his body because of the robes, but you could tell he had a nice body.

Sooner or later they were at kings cross and ready to run through the wall. Harry ran through first and than Moody and Tonks came last. Chuckling he made his way to the train and found a compartment suddenly feeling good.

The door slide open and Harry didn't even look up." Harry!" Hermonie shouted happily. Harry jumped up and hugged Hermonie tightly." Your grown!"

" Yeah you did," Said a voice from the doorway, and it was dripping with hate. Harry turned around and found himself surprised. Ron was looking nice, he had on a decent robe, his hair was in spikes like Harry's but looked a little croaked. He had on some boots that looked a little ragged but nice, and were red and gold." So who told you I was getting a makeover."

Hermonie gave Ron a stern look." No one could of, remember we couldn't write to him."

" Yeah, I was out and some crazy lady decided since I was the boy-who-lived I needed a good look." The emerald eyed boy said calmly.

" So when I finally decided to do something better than you, you ruin it," The red hair yelled.

" Ron! Now your acting like a jealous prick." The book worm stepped in.

Ron shook his head stubbornly." Well I'll always be second to Harry Potter."

Probably the shorties chapter I written so far. Well sorry and yes I'm still looking for a Beta. Now what else did I have to write? Oh! Yeah, Ugh, it is going to be another chapter 3. It's just going to be part 2. Yeah? Ugh? I think that is all now, I really can't remember what else I needed to write?