To my wonderful reviewers: You have satisfied me for the moment! Great job. I am soo proud! lol. But remember, I am a review whore so keep em coming.

fifespice: my first review! tear you are wonderful. I guess we are going to have to find out about Hermione and Dumbledore, won't we? wink I promise not to keep you waiting too long.

SLNS: well, well… I guess I can put more Draco in there for ya. Not that I wasn't going to already. haha. I think I am going to make Draco more dominant. I tried to show him as submissive in the sense that he was scared of Lucius but since Harry took care of that, Draco will have a nice strong… back bone. haha.

fragonknight01: sorry about the spelling errors. I might have been writing that part with my eyes closed. I tend to do that a lot. sorry. Poor Lucius, I know. But I have to have a bad guy and I'm not sure its going to be You-Know-Who. That actually worked. I didn't say Voldemort cause I didn't want to make it obvious but that is his name… awe well. JHP… evil grin you will figure it out soon.. I am sure of that.

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Close Encounters of the Fairy Kind

By: Srreadsalot

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did you wouldn't be reading this here and you wouldn't have to wait two years for the next book to come out and I would be the one worth billions and billions of dollars. But since you are reading this here and you have to wait two years for the next book and I am not worth billions and billions of dollars… I don't own it.

Chapter Four

Harry stepped into the entrance hall and gasped. This first sight of Hogwarts always took his breath away. The marble stair case stood out in stark relief to the dark stone walls. He was nudged in the back and looked around to see who it was. "Oh, I'm so sorry Harry. I wasn't paying attention and I bumped into you." Colin walked passed him and let Harry stare.

A few minutes passed and he shook himself out of his trance and noticed the last people were filing into the feast. "It's a sight for sore eyes, ain't it Potter?" The familiar voice did not go with the indifferent tone. He turned and there stood Draco Malfoy. He was wearing his robes so Harry couldn't really see if he had gained back the weight or lost more from over the summer. The healthy gleam in his eye made him think the former was true. "It seems like such a long time ago that we stood here, doesn't it?"

Harry spoke up but was still guarded. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. Umm, uh, how are you doing?" Harry said tentatively.

"I'm doing better now, thank you. I threatened my father with you beating him up and he has lain off. Thank you again for what you did." With that Draco turned and headed into the hall. Harry was going to say something else but decided against it and went to his normal seat between Hermione and Ron.

"I see all the older students are here now." Dumbledore's eyes gleamed even from where Harry was sitting and he slightly blushed and looked to the golden plate sitting in from of him. Dumbledore turned his eyes to McGonagall and nodded slightly. McGonagall went to get the new students to be sorted.

Harry looked across the room to where the Slytherin table was and glanced at Malfoy. He seemed to be enjoying himself and didn't look the worse for wear in his new, black robes and his slightly shaggy hair added a touch of maturity to his features. Harry smiled slightly and looked to his fellow Gryffindors for conversation.

Ron was in an adamant conversation with Dean Thomas about Quidditch and what the most important position was. Ron was trying to argue for Keeper and Dean for Seeker. "Without the Keeper, the Chasers are going to score more points than the snitch is worth in less than five minutes." Ron said roughly.

Dean responded hotly, "Granted the Keeper is important but the Seeker is the key player. He or she can end the match before the chasers touch the ball twice. The snitch is worth fifteen times as many points as one goal."

Harry decided it was time to but in and said, "Guys, relax. Each position is equally important to a good team. A good keeper defends the posts, chasers score, beaters stop everyone from doing their job, and the seeker ends the game. With out one, the rest of the team would have a hard time functioning.

They were both about to argue when McGonagall walked in with the frightened looking first years. Did we ever look that scared? Harry thought to himself as one of the smaller boys fell over the hem of his robes and got up, scarlet faced. There were a few snickers from the Slytherins but no one really seemed to notice. "You will each place the sorting hat on your head while sitting on the stool. The hat will shout out either Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slytherin. Now, Aardvarkian, Avery, please step forward."

The sorting progressed with out incident and Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome one and all to what I hope will be a wonderful year filled with learning and some fun here and there. You will be pleased to know that the subject of Defense Against the Dark Arts will be taught by all of your teachers in turn. I myself will be taking shifts. Also, we have decided to change up our Quidditch program this year." There were hollers, shouts, and arguments right off the bat at this but everyone eventually settled down. "To promote inter-house unity, the quidditch teams will no longer be house specific. The four captains will be having their own tryouts and anyone can go to any of the tryouts." There weren't any out right refusals but no one was particularly happy about this. "Now I think we should all get down to eating this wonderful meal." Dumbledore waved his wand and food sprouted onto the golden serving dishes.

Harry filled his plate, vowing to only think about the Quidditch situation after he had a full stomach. I also need to talk to Dumbledore about ley line magic. Harry was happily eating, seeing as he didn't have anything to eat on the train. He had been talking to Hermione and they both lost track of time. "Harry, what are we going to do about quidditch? You're the captain, right? Can't you just… not pick anyone but Gryffindors?" It was apparent to Harry that Dean had been wanting to ask him about the quidditch situation for a while.

Harry chewed thoughtfully. He had thought of this, naturally, but didn't want to say so. He swallowed and said, "I have to know more about what is going to happen with tryouts and what other changes, if any, there will be. I'm not informed enough to make an educated decision." Harry said with enough authority that the conversation about quidditch died. He turned to his other side and began spoke with Hermione until the plates cleared for desert.

As he placed a truffle tart onto his plate, he had the distinct feeling he was being watched and that he had been for a while. He looked straight up into the eyes of Draco Malfoy who held his gaze for a moment and then turned to Blaise. The red tinge riding up Malfoy's neck was a sure sign that he was blushing and Harry smiled to himself as he ate his desert.

Back in the dormitory, there was a lot of discussion about the positives and negatives to do with the new quidditch arrangements. "This is crap. They are doing this to support house unity but I don't think it's going to work." Seamus said without giving a reason. With all the commotion, Harry decided that it would be a good time for him to slip out unnoticed and since quidditch captains were asked to help the prefects, he could claim he was patrolling the halls if he got caught.

Fortunately, he didn't get stopped by anyone. He realized though, that when he got to the statue that hid Dumbledore's office, he didn't know the password. He was standing outside the door, whispering the names of every muggle candy he could think of when someone said, "Mr. Potter, although I assume you are patrolling the halls like we asked, I don't think you need to be patrolling in front of the head masters office." A smiling Professor McGonagall was standing next to him.

Harry blushed slightly, "Thank you for assuming the best, but I'm afraid I have to disappoint you." She smiled knowingly. "I need to speak with Professor Dumbledore. It's about… well I don't know if it would be smart to speak of it in the open hall." He smiled apologetically.

The Professor smiled knowingly and said, "Milk Duds. This better be good Potter, although, know you, it probably is." She followed him up the revolving staircase and knocked loudly on the door.

A faint "enter" was heard from the other side of the door. The office looked exactly the same as Harry last remembered. The professor smiled and gestured for the two of them to take a seat. "What can I do you for you Harry? I assume you're not in enough trouble that Professor McGonagall would need me to speak with you already."

Harry wringed his hands together in a nervous gesture as he said, "Not yet." He tried to make a joke of it but the thought of what he was going to tell Dumbledore prevented him from smiling. "Professors, something… interesting happened to me over the summer." He looked up to gage their reactions and saw unmoving expressions. He plowed forward quickly. "I was attacked by Lucius Malfoy after I wandered off while I was taking an evening walk. I had just been walking when I felt really strange and then I took another step and the feeling was gone. The Lucius showed up and tried to nab me but he hurtled me into the line of power I had felt earlier and I wished as hard as I could that I could be home and, suddenly, I was."

Dumbledore's expression changed to thoughtful worry but McGonagall looked like she was going to have a cow. "I figured out later that it was a ley line and that they are all over the world. We tap into them when we use our wands and a few people have tried and succeeded at tapping into the line with out their wands. Well, I started practicing and now I can do it too." He looked at them apologetically as if he had done something wrong but no one said anything.

Almost five whole minutes had gone by where both of the Professors digested what he had said. "Harry," Dumbledore finally broke the ice. "I wonder if you might give us a demonstration." Harry was kind of taken aback with Dumbledore's reaction but thought, what the heck?

Harry breathed in and, at the same time, drew in ley line magic from the rather large lines surrounding Hogwarts. He didn't really know what to do so he took a roll of empty parchment from his pocket and it floated in the air. He unrolled it with a thought formed it into a large cylinder, which he then sent flying around Fawkes and then back in his hand rolled up once again. McGonagall stared in amazement and Dumbledore looked amused. "Harry, I would like to hear more about this development in your powers but it is late. I think it is safe to say that your schedule might be altered a bit come morning." He winked at Harry and gestured for Harry to leave.

As soon as the door shut, McGonagall practically screamed out, "Albus, do you know what this means!" McGonagall seemed extremely excited.

Dumbledore on the other hand said in a quiet and subdued voice, "Yes, Minerva, I know what this means." Dumbledore sighed loudly. "I know what it means…"

A/N: Dun, dun, dun… Ha ha I am soo evil! I will probably update soon but… you know the drill. Thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers. Sorry about comma errors or spelling errors. I was told very strongly that I had to update asap and I didn't want to disappoint.