-1A/N: The fourth chapter, next chapter will probably be longer. Diagon Alley is next chapter and a few major changes will begin appearing in this and the next few chapters. I'm also going to stick with the Harry/Ginny pairing. If you want to vote for house you can. Hope you enjoy, please read and review.

Disclaimer: Look at chapter 1 Vanishings.

Shocks

It had been three almost four years since the disappearance of the boy-who-lived, and the odd human ice sculptures. The Unspeakables had tried everything they could think of to unfreeze the boys, nothing worked and at the present time, three had shattered. It was unlike anything ever seen before, and Albus Dumbledore feared for the safety of the world. If Voldemort ever got his hands on something like that, it would be catastrophic.

Harry Potter had been gone now for four years, no one had seen hide or tail of the boy-who-lived. The boy was the last hope Dumbledore had of defeating Tom. Tom who was still biding his time, he would probably head after the stone sometime soon. Albus sometimes wondered why he did not just surrender, more life might be saved. But then he thought of the millions who would be slain in effect. It was a terrible and heart breaking thought.

Hope remained though, if the story of young Ginerva Weasley was true. She had been recklessly playing in the street, a not too populated, but a still in use muggle road. The two witnesses the; the driver and Ms. Weasley's brother had both gone for help the moment she had been hit.

The driver fearing his life and freedom had anonymously called in and reported the accident to the muggle hospital, he had then left and disappeared, he had glanced back only once, and from what he saw, he swore the girl had been killed.

Ronald Weasley, Ginerva's older brother by one year had seen the whole thing and panicked, quickly leaving to alert his parents and older siblings. His memories showed that she had been clearly killed by the impact of the car, the blood and broken bones seen just by the memory and the fact she did not breathe proved she had indeed been officially dead. That was all young Ronald had seen before rushing to find his parents.

The story that followed after was in literal terms completely unbelievable. It was in fact humanly impossible, and Dumbledore and the Weasley's had tried to find the truth, so with her permission, they gave her three drops of the truth serum, and listened as she spoke.

None in the room had been ready for what came out of her mouth, and it was one of the second times Dumbledore had been truly surprised. It started out normal, and then she seemed to blank out, she couldn't remember anything of that brief moment of time. When the blankness ended she woke up to see a boy. She giggled and said a rather dashing knight in shiny armor leaned over her. She blushed, but continued. She looked into the boy's eyes and fell in love, the eyes were emerald green, and he had messy black hair, and on his forehead was a lightning bolt scar. They looked at each other for a moment and then abruptly the boy snapped out of his trance, and a hint of a blush appeared, before quickly vanishing a strange staff in his hand.

Memories from the rest of the Weasley's proved that she had somehow been both raised from the dead and completely healed. She had no broken bone, lung problems, heart conditions, scar, cut, or bruise on her. No speck of blood remained on her skin or clothing and she was healthier than ever before.

With a bit more research it was discovered she had also formed a soul bond with someone, the person of this was unknown. A soul bond was extremely rare in its own, but to develop one so young, and not know who the other bonder was, worried both Dumbledore and the Weasley's. If she ever met her bonder, it would be bad for them all, as neither would ever want to become separated, less risking huge pain. More details about the soul bond would be told to Miss. Weasley when her bonder was found.

The boy, there was uncertainty at what they had seen. In fact it had seemed impossible. The boy leaning over Miss. Weasley although quite blurry, four distinguishing features about him made him hope. The first two were the eyes and the hair, the eyes were emerald green, and even Severus murmured 'Lily's eyes'. The hair was also unmistakable as it was black and messy and looked just like former student, James Potter's. A third feature made him consider that the boy was not the boy-who-lived. The boys skin was pale, not too pale, but pale as say Severus. The thing that truly gave them hope was the half seeable lightning shaped scar on his forehead. Although only the very bottom was seen, covered by the boys hair, it was compared to pictures and was without a doubt a curse scar and the most likely match to Harry's.

Hope is rekindled. Those were the words Dumbledore had said to himself, and the four teachers present. Begrudgingly all of them had silently agreed, although for what reason none could say. Voldemort was dead after all. Wasn't he?

Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk, quietly contemplating on what to do, Harry if he had been alive would have received his Hogwarts letter three days ago, but the letter had not moved, he had been disheartened. His friend Severus Snape Potions Master and former Death Eater had been with him as it happened.

"Are you ready for another school year, Severus my boy?" Albus said cheerfully.

"Ready for another year to teach a bunch of incompetents and dunderheads? I would assume so."

"Now really, my boy."

"Don't you 'my boy' this, you know it's true. I have only had three students who have actually enjoyed, and done well in Potions, this year will be no different. For once I would like their to be someone who actually wants to learn and appreciates the art. Not just some know-it-alls, incompetents, or dunderheads." The man Severus Snape, many vampire-like characteristics imbedded on his person, sneered.

"Maybe this year will be different." Albus said popping a lemon drop in his mouth.

"Different like giving me the Defense position?" Severus asked with smirk.

"Not that different my boy. I already have a teacher for this year, you are a last resort. But don't worry I promise you, you will be given the position before I die."

"Don't say things like that. But I will hold you to it", he paused a moment before saying quite bluntly, "I don't trust Quirrel."

"Well that's good, neither do I."

"But he was and probably still I a death eater, I don't understand how you can keep him this close." Severus said souring at the thought of his former acquaintance.

"Have you never heard of the saying?" Dumbledore asked Severus with both a cheerful yet serious voice.

"What saying?" Severus barked, before wincing back the thought he had just barked at the Headmaster.

"Keep your friends close. But keep your enemies closer. Another particularly good saying is Know thy Enemy. One of my favorite sayings however is 'The Grass is always multicolored when it chooses."

Severus looked at Albus like he was a quack, and in all reality he might be. He had of course heard of the first two sayings, but the third was quite odd. He decided to end this conversation. "Indeed Albus. Well, I must…"

Whatever Severus must have decided to was never heard because of that moment, a phoenix flashed into the room and it was not Dumbledore's.

The phoenix looked around seeming to smirk at Fawkes who blushed. Dumbledore and Snape both realized that the two phoenixes knew each other from somewhere or some time. As phoenixes were not held by boundaries of time and such. It was then Dumbledore and Snape saw the letter around the Phoenixes foot.

"Headmaster, who else has a phoenix besides you?"

"Why no one. I am the only one at this time. This is most peculiar."

"You are not the only one, as apparent to the feather-brain in front of you." Severus said ignoring the squawk of protest from the phoenix.

"It would be wise not to upset a phoenix, for they are quick and wise to anger. Now let's see what this note says." Dumbledore said carefully taking the note from the phoenix, who satisfied settled herself next to Fawkes on his perch. He read out loud the letter.

Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, and whomever is with him as he reads this,

I am writing to inform you that I shall be attending and accept the proposition to attend Hogwarts School of and Wizardry. I received my letter only a few moments ago in my room at the Leaky Cauldron. I agree to attend Hogwarts, but their must be a few conditions. Before that however I would like to inform you that a curse has been placed on you and will activate if you mention anything about this letter aside from those in the room with you. I regret to do this, but my identity cannot be revealed until I choose, I will do so at the sorting. Now onto the conditions.

First and foremost, you shall ask no questions about where I've been, who I was with, or anything trying to determine family, location, or what I've learned. If you break this you shall lose your magi il I and my guardians see fit to return it to you.

Second when I arrive I would like special permission for my bodyguard and phoenix to accompany me, if need be my bodyguard will teach a class so he can stay by me. He is highly skilled in physical defense, and will need a lenient schedule, if this is agreeable then the second requirement is set. My family want to make sure I am totally safe, for myself and others. My phoenix shall also be staying her name is Flare(or Phoenix, but that's a bit confusing.)

Third I seem to be missing something in my life, it feels as if there is hole in my heart, I am not sure what it is, and would appreciate any help. This is not required but I would appreciate it.

Fourth I do not know much about magic, however I am very skilled with Potions, if possible I would like to talk to the Potions Master of your school and talk to him about a few things. One is the possibility of removing brands and such. Although Voldemort is currently in hiding, I believe removing the mark of death eaters would be beneficial for everyone.

Fifth I know that I must defeat Voldemort, you shall teach me magic, and anything I need to know about him, but do not try to keep me safe, if you try to protect me from the world and when Voldemort rises again; yes we both know it will happen eventually, you shall allow me to fight and not try to hide me. I will fight Voldemort on my own terms and I WILL win. If you hide anything I or my guardians deem important you can consider my helping the Order of the Phoenix (yes I even know about your order) will be considered null and void.

Sixth and for this time it is the last request, the first two are requirements, the rest requests. I am currently waiting in Diagon Alley and am hoping you agree to all of this. I would like someone from Hogwarts meet me in Diagon Alley, there are some questions I want to ask. It must be someone who knows this, meaning they were in the room when you read this. I would prefer to talk to you later, after I arrive at Hogwarts, I look foreword to meeting whomever it is who you send to meet me. You will not recognize me as I am in disguise, so look for a boy inside the Leaky Cauldron wearing a scarf with a Phoenix design standing near a skinny, but well built man with a sword at his waist. His name is Yojimbo or Yojim for short. Personally I believe he prefers Yojim, but…with him you never know. Myself you shall call Alres Hejuco, failure to call me this breaks all deals, so make sure the person is trustworthy.

I look forward to meeting with your 'Ambassador'.

Sincerely,

Harry James Potter

A/N: End chapter 4. Hope you enjoyed, next chapter Diagon Alley and Snape. Please read and review, thanks.