A/N- Hey all! Thanks for all the reviews I have been getting. I past 700! I never thought I would! Please keep them coming! I might not update for a little while. I am going to South Carolina for a week on Saturday. I will write loads but maybe I won't post. We shall see if I have a computer. My dad is back in the hospital, I have been sick and I am taking a summer course so I haven't updated. Oh well. Two weeks isn't that long a wait. GOF comes out in 466 days! Lol and the POA DVD comes out November 23rd! Join my yahoo group! Review!!

Supplies

Harry knew what he had to do during the following three weeks but the first thing he had to do was to get supplies from Knockturn alley. Where else could he get a dueling sword, protective armor, a disguise and a bunch of other random items that would help him? Harry didn't know how he was going to leave though. He was at Hogwarts with the most powerful teachers who were set on having him stay inside the castle and sneaking out would especially not work out if they found out why he needed to go. The have never wanted Harry to go off on his own and fight. It always happened by matter of chance.

Harry would just have to do his best not to get caught...

Today was the perfect day to venture off to Knockturn alley. After a quick stop at the kitchens for a little bit of breakfast, Harry went back to his room and got out his invisibility cloak, marauders map, and a tiny bag of galleons. He opened up the map and peered at it.

His best and most clear route was through the passageway to the cellar of Honeydukes. Snape was in the great hall along with Dumbledore and Sutarts. A few other teachers were there too. He was safe for now.

On his way to the passageway he periodically checked the marauders map for any sign of other people. He finally reached the opening and so he pocketed the map and draped the cloak over his shoulder. He tapped his wand and said the words to open it but....it didn't work. He tried to more times but it was no use.

"Obviously, you didn't know that Black had that passageway closed up, now what the bloody hell do you think you are doing Potter?"

"Shit," Harry murmured and turned around slowly to face a cowering Snape. Harry had not looked at the map in almost five minutes.

"Language Potter," Snape warned.

"I...I was just....um-looking around." Harry lied stupidly. He couldn't think of anything else to say so fast.

Snape was annoyed. Stupid boy....Was he running away? Maybe he was trying to get away from the Wizarding world for awhile. He had tried to do that his share of times and Potter was probably sick of it all by now. Would he be that stupid to go to Hogsmeade? Surely no but....then again, Snape continued to be surprised by the boys actions.

"What were you doing Potter?"

"I-"

"I know you were trying to leave the castle so don't give me one of your moronic lies. Where were you going and why?" Snape asked getting annoyed. His voice definitely didn't hide that fact.

Harry said nothing and there was tension for several seconds.

"Potter, were you running away?" Snape asked bluntly.

"What?" Harry sputtered. That was the stupidest thing he had ever heard. It was almost laughable. Of course Harry had thought about running away on several occasions but that was after he thought Sirius died or that he was turned into a werewolf for good. He would never run away from the Wizarding world now during Prince Sutarts' desperate time of need or the upcoming war hovering over Harry's head. "Of course I'm not running away! What are you talking about?" Harry demanded.

It sounded convincing enough to Snape. "Then I demand you tell me just what you were doing at once!"

"I was just-"

"He was going to Hogsmeade. He asked my permission and I granted it to him." Sutarts said coming from behind Harry.

"You imbecile! Potter cannot go off alone and the both of you know that! Potter, you are coming with me," Snape said roughly.

"Severus, I believe I have some more urgent things to talk about with Harry here, if you would be so kind," Sutarts said.

"I will not. Potter has to come with me now."

"Harry, come along now."

Harry was torn between the two. That was not fair at all to him. Harry looked up at Snape. His anger was to the brink and his face was a bubbling red. His emotions were definitely apparent. Sutarts on the other hand looked like his calm usual self.

"Professor, I will see you later okay?" Harry asked the prince. Sutarts kept his eyes on Harry for a moment before nodding and whisking away.

Snape looked surprised just for a second before he spun around to face the directions of the dungeons. "Come with me Potter," he said and Harry followed him down to the potions lab and was seated by the professor.

"Potter, I know something was not right, now tell me."

"Tell you what?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"What were you doing?" Snape asked with annoyance in his tone.

"Nothing! Sutarts already told you!"

"Who?"

"Stratus!" Harry said grinding out his words in frustration. When would this man give up?

"You said Sutarts. Who is Sutarts?"

"Stratus, I meant Stratus," Harry said a little too quickly. Wait...didn't the order know about Prince Sutarts? Harry was confused...maybe only some of them knew. Harry didn't want to risk it.

"Potter," Snape warned.

"Listen professor," Harry said getting more fed up by the second, "If you want to know who Sutarts is just go ask Dumbledore. I meant Stratus anyway but if you don't believe me, I don't care. Just ask him. Why am I here?"

"Potter, tell me the truth. It will be do you no good to lie. Were you running away?"

Harry shot up out of his seat and glared disbelievingly at the man. "Professor, what are you talking about? I already told you I wasn't doing that. Sut-Stratus already told you what I was doing. Why don't you believe him and why are you so set on me wanting to run away."

"Shut up Potter. I don't trust Stratus and you aren't stupid enough to leave Hogwarts unless you had the brilliant idea to run away which is something you would probably do. You can't tell me you haven't thought about it."

"Professor didn't we go over this already?" Harry asked loudly while shifting from foot to foot. "Of course I have thought about it but why would I run away now?"

An idea was forming in Harry's head.... If people thought he had tried to run away Snape would leave him alone. They would be so wrapped up in having Harry not flee that they wouldn't think twice about Harry wanting to fight...trap in an amulet rather, dark wizards!

Snape could see Harry's thoughts move on into something else. He was clearly contemplating something. He suddenly looked up at Snape and nodded.

"Yes," Harry said in a hurry and realized that sounded very inconvincible. He started over slower this time. "Yes professor. I was trying to run away. I am just so sick of it all."

"I'm going to kill Stratus," Harry heard Snape mutter. "What makes you think running away from all of your problems?" the potions master asked looking genuinely curious.

Harry had to be convincing.

"Professor, with all do respect, what makes you suddenly want to be my therapist now? You don't usually care about my problems at all."

"I don't necessarily care about your problems but I do care about the stress on Dumbledore. If word got to him that you were trying to leave Hogwarts for any amount of time his stress level would increase and he does not need that right now."

Harry didn't say anything. It did make sense though. Now...what to say. Why did he run away? Of course Harry didn't really want to but he could easily think of reasons that he could.

"I'm sick of it," Harry said.

"What?"

"I'm sick of everything! The Wizarding world in general but also the fame, being the-boy-who-lived, not having freedom, the order, everything."

"Do you realize that it won't last forever and how stupid it is to leave Hogwarts?" Snape asked in outrage.

"What are you talking about? Of course it will last forever," Harry protested. Maybe he should think about leaving it all....No, no matter how much he wanted to he wouldn't. He had to do too much for the safety of too many people. "I will always be known as the damn boy-who-lived. I will always have people prying into my life and thinking that they know me just because of this scar!" Harry said shoving his bangs out of his face and pointing two fingers at the lightening bolt on his forehead.

"That isn't true Potter," Snape said. "People will stop caring after the dark lord is defeated.

"Well that's reassuring," Harry muttered sarcastically.

"Well what do you want? You are never satisfied!" Snape hissed.

"What you say isn't even true! Everyone thought Voldemort was gone until the end of my fourth year, remember? I was still being the boy-who-lived. I always have been even when they did think he was gone!"

"You can't run away!" Snape said as if the boy were as stupid as Crabbe or Goyle.

"I know!" Harry yelled forgetting about everything that happened.

"Then why did you try to you daft beaver?" Snape wanted to slap himself. He had just called the boy a beaver....Who ever gave him that idea must have been pretty off...

Harry then remembered that he was supposed to be pretending that he had tried to run away. He was getting tired of this. He wanted to go see Sutarts so he could go get the supplies he needed.

"I don't know professor but can I please go?" Harry pleaded.

Snape made a clicking sound in the back of his throat. "Fine, but you will be on watch until further notice."

"Watch? What the bloody hell does that mean?"

"I warned you about your language Potter!" Snape snapped.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"It means that you will have to check in with someone every hour. This is until we know you won't try to leave."

"Who is we?" Harry demanded. He was started to regret ever pretending.

"Professor McGonagall and I. Dumbledore does not need to get involved."

"Fine! Can I leave?"

"Yes, get out." Snape said and went over to a cauldron to tend to a potion. He couldn't help but think about who Sutarts was exactly. Potter mentioned him more than once and...it was oddly suspicious. Snape knew what he would do. He would do as the boy suggested and go straight to the headmaster.

Meanwhile, Harry made his way to the north tower to see the prince. When he got there Sutarts was no where to be found but there was a note magicked to his door.

Harry,

See me at 8:00 p.m. Don't go anywhere. I will know if you do.

B.S

Harry didn't necessarily believe that last part but he figured the man had reasoning so he left and went to find something to do.

Snape said the password to the entrance of the headmaster's office and knocked on the inner door.

"Hello Severus," Dumbledore said with his usual twinkle. He was using his wand to charm cleaning spells at all the portraits. Snape smirked at the cries of annoyance that the portraits were expressing.

"Professor, who is Sutarts?"

Dumbledore was surprised to here such a random question but he was also slightly amused that the potions master hadn't figured anything out from the name. Dumbledore had told most of the order about the prince from the future but he had not told Severus. If Voldemort got his hands on a fellow from the future things would certainly go chaotic.

"Severus, I am afraid I cannot tell you that," Dumbledore said calmly.

"Yet Potter knows?"

"Severus, we both know that you cannot be told certain things for certain reasons.

"Yes, yes," Snape groaned.

"Lemon drop?"

"No thank you," he said and strode out.

Later that day after Harry was finished with his dinner he made his way back up to the north tower doing just what the note on the door had said. He found Sutarts in his classroom gazing through a crystal ball.

Harry knocked on the open door. "Um...sir?" He questioned.

"Come in Harry," Sutarts said without looking up. "Have a seat."

Harry did so. Sutarts didn't even look at him. He just walked over to a chest of drawers and pulled several things out and came back and dumped them on the floor in front of Harry.

"Supplies," Sutarts said simply.

Harry was amazed at what he saw. Was that the Gryffindor sword? How did he get that? Lets see....What else was there? Harry knelt down along with his professor.

"This is armor. You should wear this at all times. It is thin but it will protect you from anything not magic."

Harry nodded and looked at the next thing. There were leather gloves, a sword holster, two sharp knives, half the size the sword and at last there was the sword. Harry picked it up and slid it out of its cover. The light shining in the window bounced off of it and the blade shimmered as he moved it.

"These will help you. Keep them with you at all times."

"Thank you! Thank you very much!" Harry said and pocketed what he could. "Is it alright if I pick up these things later? It will kind of look odd if I walk around the corridors with a bunch of sharp blades."

"Of course Harry. They will be safe here for as long as you need them to be."

A/N- The daft beaver thing is kind of an inside joke with a friend. It is stupid so ignore it if you want. Also, some of you are worried about a rushed ending. There will still be about 5 to 7 more chapters and I am going to do my best not to rush things. I had originally planned to be done by September but I doubt that will happen. If you think this chapter was rushed let me know but other than that, stop worrying. Please review! Suggestions are welcome!