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Part 4

The rain had stopped by Thursday to the relief of Harry. His morning would be spent outside and he wasn't thrilled at the prospect of spending it in the rain. Harry remembered to check on his mental walls. They were pretty much how he left them but he wanted to try something Hermione told him about from one of the books she had found concerning the subject. After reinforcing the green he kept the feeling and image in place he then brought up his calming Hogwarts scene again. This time he dropped all but blue. He noticed that when dropped the color kind of morphed into an aqua sea green. He knew it was successful, and he now had two walls up. He tried to go for a third, but a pressure built in his head as he tried to once again bring forth the scene while maintaining two mental shields. His head throbbed terribly and he abruptly quit. He opened his eyes and sighed, he'd have to go to Madam Pomfrey this morning.

He took a step towards the shower and when his foot connected to the floor his head surged violently with pain and his leg gave out. He fell to the floor, his head bouncing off with a sick thud. His brain echoed and reverberated with waves and waves of pain. Tears prickled Harry's eyes as he shut them. He heard footsteps approach him, but the noise in his head redoubled with each step as the vibrations traveled from their feet to the floor below his head. He heard Neville call out his voice, this is what finally took him over the edge as he passed out.

Harry's eyes peeked open a little. The white of the ceiling felt blinding, like it was burning his retinas. He closed them again. He made a mental checklist, white ceiling, uncomfortable bed, too clean smell; he was back in the hospital wing. Cautiously he tried to open his eyes again. The white was bright this time, but not blindingly so. He gave a sigh of relief. That sigh must have alerted Madam Pomfrey because she was soon at his bedside.

"Mr. Potter, at this rate I am going to have to dedicate a bed just for you."

"At this rate I wouldn't blame you," Harry replied. His comment finally got him what he was going for. The strict healer smiled.

"Well, at any rate you need to take both of these potions," she indicated two goblets on the bedside table, "and then have another sleep. If you are lucky you will be out for afternoon classes."

Harry nodded his head which was still a bad idea because the pain was still lingering. He downed the goblet closest to him which greatly relieved the remaining pressure that was present. Then he drank the second goblet which was oddly sweet. After replacing both on the table his eyes grew very heavy. His head instead of pounding began to swim. With a slight smile to the healer Harry's head hit the pillow and he was asleep.

Upon awakening again Harry realized it was time for lunch. He made a quick trip back to Gryffindor Tower when he realized he again needed his glasses, and then instead of making his way down to the Great Hall he decided to try and find Hagrid and Professor Sprout to see what he had missed. After getting the lessons that he had missed and making sure he had the makeup work that he would need lunch was over and he was traveling fast to Professor Flitwick's classroom. He found a seat with his friends.

"Harry, are you ok?" Hermione asked.

"I'm fine; I just think I overdid it this morning with Occlumency."

Her small voice replied, "Oh…"

Before any farther discussion could be held small Professor Flitwick stood on his stack of books and charmed two quills to start flying and fighting each other like a dogfight. The quills zoomed around the room, one would dive bomb in an evasive maneuver only to be followed by the other. The class was in awe.

"Today we will start on detailed charms. This is different than issuing a simple command as well as being different than animating an object." His small voice squeaked to the classroom.

Harry was a little disheartened as he left the Charms classroom. He had been assigned not only extra reading but also extra homework. He just did not get the charm. For the entire class period he tried but received almost no results.

The quill simply refused to move.

On their way to Transfiguration Harry grumbled, "Another night in the library."

Ron laughed as Hermione gave them a hard glare.

Sira who was walking with her brother behind them mentioned, "I could help you."

Harry smiled as he said, "Thanks." She was the first to get the charm right in class. Hermione was very put out by this.

"Besides, it may be because you're still not used to the amp by now."

"I hope so," Harry said, still not feeling completely comfortable with the two newest Gryffindors.

Transfiguration was basically a mild continuation from the last class. Harry did get some enjoyment at Hermione turning her hair straight and blonde and then received many cat calls from her male classmates. Even Professor McGonagall looked somewhat amused.

That evening's class of wandless magic was not eventful. Harry had taken off his amp, he suspected the combination of wandless magic and amp magic caused his magical sickness. He'd have to ask Dumbledore about that later. Overall he was progressing quite nicely in the area though.

At dinner Luna again was at the Gryffindor table. Even with the close proximity she barely acknowledged Harry's presence.

"Something wrong?" Harry asked his girlfriend in a whisper.

"All is right, right as rain, the sun shines, but it stays the same," she answered in her sing-song voice. Harry had assumed that it was a defense mechanism.

"Did I do something?"

"I do not know what you did Harry. What did you do?"

"Nothing, what, what's wrong?" Harry asked feeling very wrong footed.

Her tone suddenly became very serious, "Are you going to spend half the year in the hospital wing?"

"That, that was an accident. Nothing wrong, just a headache."

The airy voice penetrated her voice again, "And now he goes back to hiding himself. Well, I'm full; I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Luna got up but before she could walk Harry said, "Wait Luna, I'll walk you to Ravenclaw tower."

"Harry, I can find it on my own," and with that she was gone.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?" Ron asked Harry.

"I don't know," Harry answered feeling very lost in what just happened.

"Honestly," Hermione began, "she was concerned about you Harry and didn't know how to deal with it. Knowing you you can expect some more encounters like that."

"But I didn't do anything."

"I know Harry, its just Luna's way."

Harry turned back to Ron, his eyes cast in deep confusion.

"Don't ask me mate, I can't figure out normal girls, I'm even more lost when in comes to Loon…Luna."

Harry cast a hard glance at Ron, "Well, I'll be in the library."

Harry had three books all turned to the charm he was trying to perform. The charm would allow you to make an object basically think. Harry's mind immediately went to the Burrow, a brush in a soapy sink scrubbing a pot.

He tried the charm once more, a ninety degree turn, ending in a circle motion. The book in front of him didn't even twitch.

"Well there's your problem," Sira had a bemused expression plastered to her face.

"And what would that be?" Harry asked with an edge to his voice.

Sira frowned but answered, "Don't turn your wrist. With this spell curl your index and middle finger toward you, then extend them. Then finish the circle and the incantation."

She showed him using her own hand, the book in front of Harry began walk around like on guard duty. Harry watched then tried it himself. To his amazement the next book started to prance around.

Sira's book saw Harry's and it immediately began an attack. Harry laughed as his book tried to prance away. The laugh was probably a bad idea.

"What is going on h…" but Madam Pince the librarian did not finish her sentence. Her eyes were fixated on the two books, one trying to destroy the other. Harry and Sira quickly dropped their spells; the books went limp back on the table.

"Detention, both of you, tomorrow night, be here at seven."

Harry collapsed into a chair by the fire in the common room.

"What's wrong?" Ginny asked noticing his face looked troubled.

"The first week isn't even over yet and I've been to the hospital wing twice, and now I have a detention tomorrow night."

Hermione looked shocked and asked, "Why do you have detention tomorrow?"

"Sira was showing me that charm I was having trouble with. Well, I got the hang of it in the library, err, our books were kind of fighting."

"Brilliant," Ron said, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"It is not brilliant Ron, Harry could have destroyed one of the books," Hermione said in a scandalized voice.

"Hermione," Ron started, and then continued in a slow voice, "We are wizards and witches. If the book had been destroyed Harry could have fixed it."

"That does NOT give him the right to destroy books," Hermione started in. Harry could smell one of their arguments brewing. He quietly made his way to his dormitory.

Jenks was lying on his bed reading a letter. He looked up when Harry entered.

"Jeez Harry, got my sister in trouble on the fourth day of school," he said in a condescending tone.

"Sorry bout that," Harry replied not liking this conversation.

Jenks laughed. At Harry's confused look he said, "I'm just messin' with ya. She would have gotten in trouble on her own, or at least with my help sooner than later. Just glad to know at least one of my roommates knows how to have a little fun."

Harry had to smile at this; the twins were definitely capable of growing on him. Before going to bed he did a quick check on his mental shield. He closed his eyes and to his surprise he saw the aqua sea green double shield. Not one crack was present. Shrugging to himself he fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

I know it is really short, but its a Thursday at school, and Thursadays just aren't that exciting.

Five spaces left on the Knockturn Alley project, if anyone wants information about writing for it let me know at JPx at fanfiction dot net or let me know in a review.

fanastygirl721: SOUL is coming, the DA is coming soon, and I hope you liked the added moments with the OCs. The vision thing will be answered soon, and I hope to keep the updates coming : )

ArnryFife: Thank you so much for the review. It makes me feel good that you would take the time and effort to leave a great critique. I know I'm bollocks (sorry, had to do it) with adding in the British slang. I'll try and work on that. The cursing is a bit OOC for them, but I'm going for an authentic sixteen year old, even if it does travel out of cannon. As for the sex, I really didn't want it in this story, but the story evolved, and for better or worse it is what it is. A reason will definetley come into play later. But rest assured, the sexual encounters will be very limited. As for Luna, I shot myself in the foot trying to build up the mystery of who the girl was in earlier chapters, she did lose the reason I love her so much, but I am trying to bring it back now. I hope to keep all my characters with all their flaws and idiosyncrasies. As for Harry being The Powerful One, sure he'll get power in this story, but it will come at certain prices. As for Remus, he will be returning too. Thanks again for the review!

Zozia: Explanations coming, I'll keep it in mind. Thank you for reviewing, and I hope you continue to enjoy reading.