To my reviewers: Thanks again for the reviews. It's so awesome when people read my stuff! sighs ok well some questions will be answered in this up coming chapter. Hope you enjoy

bri (): don't scowl at me! this is my first real cliffy so you will find out what it means but probably not for a while.. maybe sooner depending on my mood and what I feel like writing evil grin Thanks for the unique comment.. I was going for something I haven't read before so… yeah. I refuse to comment about JHP. Draco will definitely be more in character soon. Wussy Malfoy… just doesn't make sense.

fifespice: you will see! XP

dragonknight01: don't make wild speculations! It's nothing that has to do with ballet. I promise. crosses heart thank you though. You gave me a really good idea in your comment, you probably just don't know it though. XD I promise not to overtax your brain cells… just tax them… hehe

mateja007: thanks for the comment. I tend to write these at night and sometimes when I am really, really, really tired. Sorry for the mistakes.

SLNS: Yeah, I kinda figured that's what you meant. :0D its ok to be greedy… I know I can be. lol

Gryffindos: Umm… I'm not really sure what you mean by fusing the ley lines. The ley lines aren't owned by anyone. They expand all over the world and any wizard can tap into any ley line with a wand. Harry can just do it without his wand.

Lauren: when are you going to learn that I am indeed an evil prat and enjoy my work! XP…bwahahahha. wait till you see what's coming!

kluv19: evil grin you flatter me. I appreciate the add to your fav. list. as for the extremes… I'm working on it. The cliffhangers are a must. I have to keep you hooked! as for the chapters though.. sucks in air through teeth sorry bout that.. I am trying to make them longer. thanks again!

Artemis Adriane: eek! sorry. I know it was evil to stop there but my evil nature over ran me and I stopped. Besides, I figure shorter chapters more frequently might be better than longer chapters less frequently. I can almost do a short chapter once a day. but the long ones take.. longer? lol

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 Five:

Harry had just come in through the portrait hole when Seamus came up to him, "What did he say! I saw you leaving and I assumed you went to talk to Dumbledore. You did, didn't you?" Seamus looked really stressed and had said this really fast.

Harry smiled a little condescendingly. Seamus was really worked up for someone who had never been on the team before and didn't have to worry about his spot. "Seamus, I did talk to Dumbledore but not about quidditch. They are going to inform us more later in the next few weeks." Harry put up a hand to keep Seamus from interrupting. "I'm sure, okay? No matter what happens, I will be picking the best people for each position. I got to go now, though. I will talk to you later, okay?"

Harry walked away rather quickly because he didn't want to talk about quidditch any more. He spotted Ron and Hermione in the corner looking over the summer homework and walked up to them. "Hey guys. What's up?" Hermione just grunted as she was reading something Ron had written.

"Nothing much, Hermione is checking my homework for me. My mum says if I don't improve my grades this year she is not going to be happy. She actually said or else but I was too afraid to ask, or else what, so… yeah. I've asked Hermione to kinda tutor me." He smiled and went back to reading over Hermione's shoulder.

"Uh, Hermione, I just got back from talking with Dumbledore." This got her attention and she looked up at him. "He said he was going to change my schedule around." He looked kind of worried as he waited for a reaction.

Hermione nodded her head. "I expected as much. I don't know if you realize how few people in the world can do what you can do." It had slipped Harry and Hermione's minds that Ron had no idea what they were talking about.

"Uh, guys? Remember on the train when I was doing your prefect duties. Well, that means I have no bloody idea what you are talking about." Ron scowled at them, still slightly upset that he got stuck doing their duties on the train.

Harry blushed, embarrassed. He didn't know what to tell Ron. Ron probably wouldn't understand all the finer points of it. He chided himself. Ron was working hard this year to up his grades. The least Harry could do was give him the information. "Sorry about that, Ron. Over the summer I found out that I can tap into ley lines without using my wand. Only about ten people in the history have been able to do it successfully and most, if not all, are either in St. Mungos or dead due to the power build up." Ron looked skeptical as if he didn't know what Harry was talking about. Harry sighed and concentrated on Ron's homework. The scroll wizzed out of Hermione's hand and did a dance similar to what Harry made it do in Dumbledore's office.

Ron stared with his mouth agape. "How… oh my god! What…?" Harry and Hermione just laughed and Harry tickled Ron with his quill. Everything went down hill from there and, after about a half hour, Harry went to bed.

The next morning, Harry sat staring at the top of his canopy bed trying to decipher his feelings. He could do magic with out a wand. Dumbledore knew and wasn't pissed. This made him ecstatic. He was getting a much harder schedule. This… didn't make him too happy, too say the least. He got up and took off the pale blue shirt he had on and walked to the shower in just his silk pajama bottoms. He had decided to splurge on some comfortable clothing to try and make himself feel better after last year.

The previous night, there was an announcement on the boards in the common room. It stated that all six and seventh year students could wear muggle clothing under their robes if they chose to. Harry was going to take full advantage of this with the stone washed jeans and a red shirt the showed off his muscles. He threw on a black robe and was off to breakfast really early.

Down in the great hall, there were very few people at breakfast. Ginny was sitting enjoying some white toast, but she was the only Gryffindor other than Harry. There were a couple of Ravenclaws and five or six Hufflepuffs, but only Draco Malfoy was at the Slytherin table. Harry nodded slightly to him, made a showing of taking off a fake feather hat and bowing. Harry gave an amused half smile and went over to talk to Ginny.

"Hey Ginny, what are you doing up so early?" He sat down and reached for a piece of Ginny's already buttered toast.

"I could ask you the same thing, Dodger." She grabbed her piece of toast back from Harry and continued eating it. "I couldn't sleep last night. The quidditch thing has got me a little bit worried. I know I'm good at chaser but I'm only a fifth year and, I don't know, there are a lot of older, better chasers at Hogwarts. I'm just a little bit nervous." She looked up from her plate and gave Harry a half-hearted smile.

Harry put his arm around Ginny's shoulders with out really thinking about it. "Ginny, I can't say for sure if you will be on my team or not. I don't know how they are going to set up the try outs or what's going to happen. I guarantee you, though, that you will be on some team. I would love to have most of, if not all of my team from last year but I guess it depends on how the tryouts are going to go. I'm not sure if there are separate tryouts for the separate teams or if there is one large tryout and everyone picks or what." He gave Ginny a half squeeze and buttered his own toast. "By the way, who's Dodger?"

Ginny giggled and shook her head. "Figure it out. I'm gunna go up to the common room for and get all my books together." She got up from the table and laughed as she saw the frustration on Harry's face. "Talk to you later, Dodger!"

After Ginny left, Harry was the only one at the large table. He had a few moments of peace before Draco Malfoy came over and sat next to Harry, facing away from the food. "Hey, Potter." He didn't say "Potter" like it was a disgusting word any more. It was more of a nickname. "So, what do you think about the quidditch change?" Draco never really looked at Harry, just sat there talking.

"Well, it will be interesting to see what happens I guess. I'm not really sure how its going to work but I guess playing with different people instead of against them will be interesting." Harry wasn't really sure how to respond to Malfoy. Part of him was very cautious but the other part was saying, "Go for it." He hated being cautious around people. He relaxed and continued to eat his toast. Just then Blaise Zabinni came in and Draco got up. "See you at your try out, Potter."

Draco walked away with a smirk on his face and sat next to Blaise at the Slytherin table. Harry wasn't sure if he liked the new Malfoy or not. He was definitely interesting. Harry sighed and picked up a few pancakes and ate them too.

As he finished, Hedwig came in and landed on his shoulder. She nudged Harry's ear with her and he stroked her wing feathers and gave her his toast crust. There was a letter of sorts tied around her leg and he took it off. He read slowly while absentmindedly stroking Hedwig:

Harry,

I have enclosed your new schedule in this letter.

The one that will come with the other students

isn't your actual schedule. Sorry

about the confusion in the two schedules.

Professor Dumbledore

Harry took the other piece of paper from the parchment envelope and looked at his schedule with interest. Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, and DADA were still on there but under his elected classes were two he had never heard of before: Wandless Magic and Select. He figured Wandless Magic was all about ley lines and how to use them but Select confused him. He shrugged and put his schedule away. I guess I'll find out what 'Select' is on Friday.

Hedwig left after eating all his toast crust and being thoroughly petted. Harry smiled to himself as he watched Hedwig fly away. A loud commotion at the door to the Great Hall woke him from his day dream. "Ron, I am right, that's all there is to it! Everyone knows that in 1757 Hilda Henflew discovered Goblins were…" Hermione was red in the face and had just stopped to get a good breath.

Ron cut her off. "That's not possible! Hilver Henflew was the guy who discovered Goblins were naturally taken with fruit and not vegetables. There is an entire essay devoted to his findings and observations in Goblins: Eating and Breeding Habits." Hermione huffed and sat down on one side of Harry. Ron sat on the other.

Harry wasn't sure about the facts of the argument so he didn't say anything about it. " Good morning, Ron." He gave a half smile to Ron and Ron just kind of gruffed a reply. "Morning, Hermione." Harry gave her a hopeful smile.

Hermione smiled back and said, "Morning Harry. How did you sleep last night?"

"Pretty good, actually. I think it was a total of six hours? I don't need that much sleep any more after this summer. Six hours is actually a lot for me lately." It was good to be back at Hogwarts among his friends, even if they were fighting over something incredibly stupid.

"That's great Harry. I'm glad you are getting more sleep. Did you get your schedule yet?" Harry glanced at her, unbelieving. How did she know everything! "She answered his question before he could ask, "I just thought that since you are getting a revised schedule that it might come early." She held out her hand, obviously convinced that he did have his schedule.

He sighed and dug in his pocket for flimsy paper. "I have no idea how you knew I had it but here you go." She grabbed it from him enthusiastically. This was here domain, the world of academia. Maybe that is why she is upset with Ron; he's invading her comfort zone? Harry mentally shrugged and waited for Hermione to get to his electives.

Her brow was wrinkled in confusion. "Harry, I didn't see these on the electives list. How did you…" It dawned on her and she blushed slightly and she kept reading. "Well Harry, I assume that Wandless Magic is to do with you manipulating the ley lines but 'Select', I have absolutely no idea. Sorry."

She handed him back his schedule and gathered a bagel and cream cheese onto her plate. Then everyone else's schedules came to the hoots and hollers of mail time in the Great Hall.

While everyone else was preoccupied with their schedules, Harry took his fake one and put it in his pocket. He glanced around the room and finally his eyes fell on a familiar Slytherin blonde. He smiled to himself. He was starting to think of Draco as a friend, mainly because they weren't fighting any more but also because it seemed they were both going through a lot of the same things. Both obviously had gone through a lot over the last year or so: Harry with Sirius dying and him with his father being in jail and then being beaten on for stupid reasons. Harry truly felt bad for Malfoy for the first time.

He was still staring when Hermione bumped him on accident. "Sorry, Harry." But she then went back to obsessing over her schedule. Harry was confused by Hermione's schedule when he saw it. She also had the 'Select' class. He glanced at Ron's. He had the same. Harry thought to himself. I wonder who else has this class and if anyone else has Wandless Magic. Were these classes made up because of me? Harry felt kind of bad. He hoped that the classes weren't made just for him.

He glanced again at the Slytherin table and found confusion on the seventh years faces. He had a feeling that the Slytherins and Gryffindors were in for a treat where classes were concerned.

A/N: To stop or not to stop… That is the question. Oh well, I guess I have a few more hours before I have to get ready… Might as well keep going.

Potions was first on the list of classes Harry had to attend. Ron, Hermione, and Harry made their way down to the dungeons. Ron was on his right and Hermione was on his left. They weren't really talking to each other after the little historical dispute this morning. Harry sighed, defeated. They wouldn't listen to reason and everything he said seemed to only make the problem worse. He took his normal seat in the potions lab and waited for everyone else to get there. There was something on the board, but he couldn't read it. He squinted but that didn't really help. He sighed. He needed new glasses. Maybe on their next break he could by some contacts or something.

Harry stared at the board and moved up until he could comfortably see. He was in the second row. Hermione and Ron walked in and looked at Harry's empty seat. They looked up and saw Harry in the second row. "Oy, Harry, what are you doing up there?" Ron asked.

Harry turned and blushed. "I can't see the board back there. I need new glasses." They both nodded their heads solemnly as if in understanding.

"Not to leave you hanging or anything, but I think we will stay back here, the better to go unnoticed by Snape." Harry nodded his head and turned to face the board again. He read: Seventh Year Potions requirements. There was a list of potions that they would have to complete by the end of the year. All were prospects for their NEWT exam. Harry breathed in deeply. This year was going to be hell, he just knew it.

The class began to fill up as it usually did: Gryffindors in back and Slytherins in front. Everyone looked at him in awe as he defied the unwritten code of seating. Harry just tried not to blush or call attention to himself. The bell rang and Snape swooped in, in a flurry of robes. It was obvious Snape had decided against the wearing of muggle clothes.

Snape stopped next to Harry's desk and turned slowly to face him. "What are you doing up here, Potter?" He spat icily.

Harry mumbled, "I couldn't see what was written on the board from my usual seat." Harry blushed at having to confess this to Snape.

"I'm sorry, Potter, what was that? I didn't quite hear you." Snape smirked. He was making something completely not embarrassing into something Harry was ashamed of.

Harry sighed and said in a loud enough voice for everyone to hear. "I couldn't see the board from where I was sitting before, so I moved up." He only said it this loud because he knew Snape would make him do it eventually.

Snape glowered at him for Harry had ruined his fun. He turned to go to the front of the class, clearly disappointed for not being able to take points off for the lack of being able to see.

Malfoy whooshed in a second later, red faced and slightly sweaty. "Sorry, Professor. I was running late." If Malfoys blushed, Draco would be blushing at the moment.

Snape smiled evilly at Harry and said, "Quite alright, Draco. But in punishment, I will seat you next to Potter." Everyone kind of went extremely silent at hearing this and stared at Draco, waiting for a rebellious remark. Draco simply sauntered up to his seat and sat.

Snape glared questioningly at Malfoy but proceeded with class. "Today, we will be brewing a mild truth serum. The strong of willed will be able to fight it but most will be unable. Turn to page 218 for instructions and ingredients. Begin."

There was a scuffling of chairs as people went to different cabinets to get the proper ingredients. "I'll go get the ingredients we need if you start the water boiling?" Draco left without waiting for a response. Harry set a pint of water to boil and waited for Draco. When did I start to think of him as Draco and not Malfoy? Harry wondered. He shrugged it off as to that day in Diagon Alley.

Draco brought over the ingredients and started to sort them out. Harry read that the instructions and said, "So, umm, I'll chop the brickweed if you crush the beetle shells?" Draco just nodded and Harry got out his knife.

They proceeded with out incident, finishing about ten minutes before the bell. They bottled their potion and waited for Snape to notice they were finished.

"Longbottom," Snape sighed and put his fingers to the bridge of his nose. "Go to the hospital wing." Neville tried to say something but Snapes hand shot out, pointing to the door. "Just go. I will deal with this." Neville left and Snape swept his wand across the floor. "Ah, Potter, Malfoy, you seem to be done. Shall we test it?" They shrugged. "Potter drink one of the potions." Harry picked up one of the vials and downed the minty concoction. Snape smirked. "Try to lie, Potter. What is your name?"

Harry wasn't really into being publicly humiliated but before he could think of a lie he blurted our, "Harry James Potter." He scowled at Snape who grinned evilly.

"Just like I said, only the strong willed can over come the constraints of this potion. Just like your father, weak." Harry glowered but didn't say anything. "What was the last rule you broke." Snape was smiling gleefully because he thought Harry was going to tell him and Snape would be able to give Harry detention and take off points.

But Harry was ready this time. He shut his mouth and thought. "I called you, Professor Snape, a oily faced leech who needs to get a life and stop picking on his students to your face." Everyone gasped. Two things were evident: Harry had beaten the potion and he was going to get detention.

"Very good, Potter. It seems you have been able to work through this childish lie detector potion. Too bad I don't have any of the real stuff. Oh, but wait, I do! Care to give the real stuff a go Potter?" He spit this in Harry's face.

Harry was still pissed. He abhorred Snape and wasn't thinking when he said, "You bet."

Everyone gasped when Snape brought out a vile of clear liquid. "Three drops Potter." Snape said in a condescending tone, as if Harry didn't know. Harry took the three drops and waited. "What is your filthy muggle ridden name?" Snape's nostrils flared.

Harry ground his teeth together but spoke before the urge hit him. "I have no reason to lie about something like that. My name is Harry James Potter."

Snape lowered his eyes and asked, "Who knocked me out in the Shrieking Shack during your third year?"

Harry wasn't expecting this and almost said me without thinking. He shut his mouth tightly and spoke through the urge. "I have no idea what you are talking about, Professor." Harry was sweating at strength needed to lie… to lie. He did it! He lied! Harry smiled triumphantly.

Snapes eyes got really big and his jaw dropped. There was a cheer from the Gryffindors which was cut off with a glare from Snape. "I don't know how you did that, Potter, but mark my word, you will pay for humiliating me." He said this so only Harry and Draco could hear. "Twenty points from Gryffindor for that outburst." The bell rang and everyone left.

Harry got his stuff together but was stopped with a hand on his arm. He looked at the hand and followed the arm to Draco's eyes. Draco looked away and dropped his hand. "Nice work, Harry." Draco fled from the room before Harry could even say thank you.

A/N: Ok. This one is a little bit longer. I would have had it up last night but I wasn't feeling too hot. Sorry about that guys. Anyways, I hope you like and please review! You faithful review whore… I mean writer. SR