After the dinner, Harry was about to go up to the Gryffindor Tower when Professor McGonagall stopped him.

"Mr. Potter, you are needed by Professor Dumbledore in the Headmaster's office right now. The password is Mars Bars. Honestly, the old man really has a big sweet tooth." Said Professor McGonagall crisply.

Harry said his thanks to the deputy headmistress before heading to Dumbledore's Office.

In Dumbledore's office…

"Lo Fawkes." Said Harry as he stroked the phoenix's neck.

Dumbledore looked at Harry closely before talking to him.

"Good evening Harry. Lemon Drops?" asked Dumbledore as he offered his candy dish.

Harry took one, unwrapped it, and popped one into his mouth.

"So how was your training, Harry?"

"It was most fruitful, Professor."

"And excuse me if I'm curious but, why exactly did you leave before even contacting us about it? And what did you learn from the training?"

"That's for me to know and yours to guess." Smiled Harry mysteriously.

"Oh dear, I think he has started copying my habit and going all mysterious." Thought Dumbledore.

"Very well. Do you want to tell me anything else, Harry?"

"As a matter of fact, yes professor. This year, I would like to add two new electives to my subjects." Harry said.

"And what subjects would they be?"

"Arithmancy and Ancient Runes, professor."

Dumbledore's eyebrows raised in shock. The two subjects were the hardest subjects. What on earth made Harry pick them?

"You do know, Harry, that by picking these subjects, you would have to work extra hard alongside Miss Granger, do you?"

"Yes. I have made my final decision and I stand by it. I even bought the books so that I can start as soon as possible."

"Well Harry. I suppose that if you really want to study them, I have no choice but to give in. You start the two subjects tomorrow. Now excuse me, I have to go find Professor McGonagall and tell her about this." Dumbledore said. "Off you go now. To bed, and no more midnight wanderings."

The next day…

Sunlight streamed in the windows as Harry stirred in his bed. After two minutes, he was awoken with the loud sound of his most feared object………the alarm clock.

At the first ring, he jumped out of the bed and fell to the floor. He got up and grumbled.

"Blasted stupid clock."

After getting ready, he went down to the common room to find Hermione and Ron already up and about.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Miss Early Waker finally manages to make a good influence on Mr. Sleeping Beauty. Is it because of Princess Charming's kiss?" mused Harry loudly.

Both Ron and Hermione blushed a deep scarlet before Ginny broke up the tension and they went down to breakfast.

While they were eating, Professor McGonagall handed out the schedules. Ron nearly spit his orange juice into the schedule paper as he looked into it.

Monday-Friday

8:00-9:00 P(GS)

9:00-10:00 T(GS)

10:00-12:00 DADA(GHRS)

1:00-2:00 COMC(GS)

2:00-3:00 C(GR)

3:00-4:00 REST

4:00-6:30 Dueling

Friday Midnight – Astronomy (GR)

"WHAT!" Ron shouted causing others near him to move away and dragging attention from all four tables. "First subject, Potions with the Slytherins! What did I do to deserve this?"

"Ron, keep it down" hissed Hermione as he saw the indignant looks their table was getting from the Slytherins.

"But look at my schedule!" Ron said indignantly.

"Bad luck mate. It's too bad you didn't fail potions in your OWLs." Sniggered Harry. "At least we're still together."

The rest of the breakfast went well, save for a few grumblings of a particular male Weasley.

During Potions class…

The dungeons were, as always, cold and dreary when Professor Snape entered. His mouth was pressed tightly whenever he looked at the number of Gryffindors as though wondering how they managed to pass the class. He smiled though at the number of Slytherins present.

"I see that many of you were able to continue studying this subject," He gave a small satisfactory smile at the Slytherins, "and some of you were able to scratch up to pass the needed efforts to continue this subject."

At this, he looked at the Gryffindors. He eyed Harry more than the rest. There was something peculiar about him now. He had grown more confident and more strong. And it annoyed the Potion Master to no end.

"I will not tolerate any foolish actions this year. The examiners might have been kind to you but I certainly shall not be. Let all know that stupidity will not survive here. The potions we will be brewing are extremely complicated and any messing about will turn your potion into self-made poison. So take note of the caution." Said Snape.

Harry was currently sniggering silently at a joke Ron had said and hadn't paid a single attention to Snape. Smirking, he decided to ask Harry a hard question.

"I see that your arrogance is still getting in the way to listening to me. Your foolish summer escapade has come to an end and let me tell you that your fame still doesn't get in my way. I hope you opened your book during the summer, Mr. Potter. So tell me, since you're looking so cocky, I want to ask the exact procedure for making the Wolfsbane potion."

Ron immediately went white. Hermione's hand shot to the air. And Harry? Well, Harry's stood up, took a deep breath, and…

"And which kind of Wolfsbane potion would you like, Professor? The first potion consists of stirring exactly 10mg of powdered mandrake root. Increase the heat and add lacewings picked at a half moon. When the potion turns a pink color, add crushed spider legs and powdered scarab beetles. Stir clockwise twice and then counter clockwise once. Lower the heat to up to 60 degrees Celsius exactly and add essence of hellebore. The color should be of a dull gray. The potion can only be used when it is matured which is between 2 to 3 days. The potion lasts for two months before it is finally useless. It's sole purpose is to cure the werewolf's bite and must be given within 2 hours after the bite is given."

"The second potion's procedure is also the same as the first, except for the fact that the lacewings have to be picked at a full moon. And also, the potion has to simmer for 30 minutes at 70 instead of 60 degrees before adding the essence of hellebore. The color of the final result should be a deep red. The potion should be allowed to sit for 3 to 4 days under shade before it matures. It lasts for 1 to 2 weeks before becoming useless. It's purpose is to control and calm the werewolf during it's transformation period if the first potion can't be given in time. The drinker must have a dosage of 2 times each week."

Harry had said this all calmly without even getting the time to breathe in first. Hermione, Ron and the rest of the class stared at him with mouths wide open. As for Snape, however, well…let's just say he had enough surprises. His eyes were near to popping out of their sockets and his hand hung limply on his side.

Ron tugged at Harry's robes and said, "Awesome mate!"

But then, Snape narrowed his eyes and said, "I see you've taken the liberty to start reading your books. One point to Gryffindor."

Ron and the rest of the Gryffindor boys who passes cheered, "Yes!"

You had to understand that even though it was just one point, it was the first time Professor Snape had actually given a point to anyone outside of Slytherin.

Suddenly, Snape's mouth curled into an evil smile and said, "Oh, and ten points from Gryffindor for making loud noises in the classroom and another ten because of Mr. Potter's arrogance."

The Gryffindors groaned and thudded their heads on their desks.

"Oh and another five points for that" he added as an afterthought.

The bell rang throughout the entire school.

"Class dismissed. Homework, write 12 inches of parchment on different kinds of Truth Potions. To be passed on Wednesday. No excuses."

Everyone groaned again.