A/N: Well, it's been a while but here is the next chapter. I can't remember how to spell Grimmauld place, can anyone help?
"Speaking"
Thinking
Grimmauld Place
Power the dark lord knows not…
…
…
What can it be? I don't think its love…it could be…
What if it is? I'm not the real 'loving' type
Maybe it's raw power…
Whatever it is I will use it…
To protect my friends
…
…
Why can't my life ever be easy…?
Harry groaned as light flooded his eyes, his body ached.
It wasn't the worse pain he'd felt but it was certainly more than bruise.
"Drink this, it will ease the pain"
Harry cracked open an eyelid to see Remus Lupin, holding out a vial of potion out to him.
Almost instantly Harry's mild paranoia (thoughtfully provided by Mad-eye) kicked in.
"What shape was my father's animagus?"
"Stag" Remus said instantly.
"Where is the Order of the Phoenix Located?"
"Grimmauld Place" Lupin said sadly.
Harry noticed, "Sorry about that Professor, I've been around Moody way too long".
The corners of Remus's mouth upturned slightly.
Harry grabbed the vial and swallowed it in one gulp, it tasted horrible but it still eased the pain.
Harry sat up in bed and looked around, "Are we in Grimmauld Place?" Harry asked hesitantly.
Remus nodded, and Harry sighed and got out of bed.
"Is Drake here?" Harry asked putting on his socks; it seemed he'd slept with his glasses on.
Remus chuckled, "yes your friend is here, quite a character that one".
Harry grinned, but it faded quickly.
"I'm…I'm going to look around" Harry said heading for the door.
"Harry, if you need me, I'll be here for you" Remus said standing.
Harry nodded seriously, and left the room.
"And don't over do it!" Harry heard as he ascended the steps.
It's different, it's clean, but it still has that drab feeling
Harry thought to himself as he looked around.
"Harry, you're up!" Drake exclaimed from the doorway, Harry turned and grinned at his new friend.
"I know this is your Godfather's house Harry…" Drake said seriously.
Harry sighed, "I'm still sad, but…I…I think I've finally realized that Sirius would want me to celebrate his life not mourn his death, and if I know Sirius, which I do, he is probably up there with my dad plotting some new prank".
Drake grinned, "That's good, I've been wondering…if you could teach me some normal spells I was suppose to learn, but I didn't because…" Drake trailed off.
"Of course, it wouldn't hurt me to go over them again too" Harry said smiling.
"Good, and in return I could teach you how to fight with out a wand, if there is one good thing my parents taught me is that you can't always rely on your wand, and of course I can teach you some of the nasty little spells I did learn" Drake said grinning evilly.
"Damn, how can you learn so fast!" Drake exclaimed amazed as he watched Harry perform one of the forms of fighting Drake had taught him.
Harry stood panting, "I guess it's my determination to protect my friends".
Drake nodded, but was mentally kicking himself for destroying his friend's good mood.
"Well we are practically on par now with fighting, which I for which don't know how is possible in just 3 weeks, but everyone expects you to learn fast so…" Harry grinned.
"Anyway, I think it's time we check out the book I bought back in Diagon Alley, it's about using your "magic core" or some shit like that to make your hits faster and harder, I don't know if it's real or not but we can't tell unless we try so here we go" Drake had somehow managed to say this all in one breath.
Harry smirked, and took the book out of his hands and took to a nearby desk to read.
"Okay let's see here, magically enhanced martial arts or 'inner fighting' as it is sometimes called was started way back in the….
"Try the book again, the incantation is 'Accio' it's dead useful, even in duels" Harry shouted at Drake, who was in the midst of jumble of items, which were unsuccessfully summoned by him.
"Accio!" Drake shouted pointing at a book; it flew into his free hand.
Harry clapped, as Drake smiled triumphantly.
They had been studying, training, dueling, and sparing for the whole time they were at Grimmauld Place.
Harry thought it was time for a break, a thought that Harry assumed was seconded by Drake.
Harry's appearance hadn't changed drastically but, he was more muscled and graceful then he had ever been. His hair was also longer than it had ever been, his bangs now covered his scar even more and his ears were partially covered by hair.
It reached down to just above his shoulders.
"Well done Mr. Fallon" said an aged voice from the doorway.
"Harry, I'm sorry to interrupt but your friends are finally here, they are wondering where you are and what you are doing, as is almost everyone here" Dumbledore said eyes twinkling like tiny stars.
Harry smiled sheepishly, "We've been busy, but I think it's time for a break".
"Amen to that!" Drake shouted from his position.
"And I'm sure you have millions of questions" Dumbledore said.
Instantly questions started fill Harry's mind, "Why are we allowed to use magic?"
"I think that is because Minister Fudge is trying to reconcile with you after last year's debacle, but when you two reach 16 you can use magic with permission".
Harry nodded, "I think we could continue this later, I believe your friends are waiting for you" Dumbledore said smiling.
"Where are they?" Drake whispered as they crept down the stairs.
"I don't know, maybe the kitchen" Harry replied.
They pushed into the kitchen, looked around for a split of a second before a ginger blur collided with him at high speeds making him stumble and almost fall if it not for his new found gracefulness.
"Harry, we just heard, how are you, what happened, who is your friend, what have you been doing, why is your hair so long" Hermione gushed very fast.
"And where did you get those muscles?" Hermione asked a slight tinge of pink on her cheeks.
"You noticed?" Harry laughed and from his position behind Harry Drake smirked.
"Well, not many wizards work out because well they're wizards they don't need to, and you already had light muscles from Quidditch so now they're even bigger and I was just wondering how you did it…" Hermione blabbed.
A loud laugh caught their attention, Ron stood as tall as ever, and as gangly as ever.
"How you doing, mate" Ron asked, Harry grinned at him.
"But I have some questions too" Ron said glancing at Drake and back.
"Let's go up to my bedroom" Harry said leading the way to his newly allocated room.
"Okay we'll start from the beginning and at the end you can ask us any other questions" Harry explained settling into his seat.
Harry and Drake told them the entire journey except the part about the prophecy and drake's parents.
"Okay, now that's that, there is something I have to tell you" Harry said cautiously, glancing at Drake who nodded at him.
"Dumbledore told me something last year, the reason why Voldemort plots my demise, the reason he killed my parents" Harry took a deep breath.
Harry told them about the prophecy and how much Voldemort knows of it.
"Harry…" Hermione whispered, the only thing she seemed capable to say at the moment.
Ron's face was impassive, it seemed he had grown up over the holidays, but when Harry looked closely he could see the hard glint of determination in Ron's eyes.
"If you think you're doing this on your own, you're wrong" Ron said seriously.
"Damn right, you're not the only who will fight this war" Drake said almost cheerfully.
"We will be by your side no matter what" Hermione piped in.
"But there is one thing that doesn't add up, why did the Death Eaters chase you with such intensity too?" Hermione asked frowning.
Harry and Drake glanced at each other and sighed in unison, "Don't get upset or hot headed" Harry said glancing at Ron.
"The reason Voldemort had captured Drake is, well actually there are two reasons one is a gift that Drake is supposed to have but we haven't found out what it is yet, but we are still looking" "Get on with it!" Drake muttered dangerously, Harry grinned sheepishly and continued, "His parents, his parents aren't the most ah" Harry paused trying to find the right words.
"They were filthy, good for nothing, Death Eaters that don't deserve the life they lead!" Drake almost shouted vehemently.
Silence reigned in the room only the deep breathing of Drake after his rant was heard.
Harry looked hesitantly at Ron, expecting his friend to explode, but instead a grin was forming on his red-headed friend.
"Sounds like you hate Death Eaters as much as us" Ron said holding at his hand a second time. Drake took it smiling.
Harry looked over at Hermione, as she did the same.
He smiled at his friends.
Drake smiled slyly, and Harry frowned.
What is he up to?
"Hey Harry you should tell Ron and Hermione about Martha" Drake said in a sing-song voice.
Harry groaned and delivered a sharp punch to Drake's ribs, making him double over.
"Harry who is this girl Drake is talking about" Hermione asked smiling.
Harry groaned.
Oh you will pay Drake Fallon.
A/N: Next chapter: Answers!
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