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STORY; as we get older and some of us actually mature you find that what you firmly believed was the truth can suddenly shift into something completely opposite and how you handle that shows what kind of adult you can become. Harry must deal with what he considers to be the weirdest summer of his life. Enemies become allies, friends become enemies, and sometimes there is a very thin line between love and hate, attraction and fighting. Poor Harry, poor Draco

PAIRINGS: HP/DM, SS/RL, GW/OC, RW/HrG, NL/LL

Chapter 11 YOU

Harry woke up to the sound of Dudley knocking on his door. "I'm up, come on in." Harry said sitting up in bed and rubbing his eyes. 'Man that had been some dream last night' he thought as Dudley stepped into the room.

"Impressive" Dudley remarked looking around. "Do you think you can do something with my room, or is that off limits until you're of age."

"Not really just let me know what you want changed and I can take care of it. Transfiguration is the easiest of magic's really for me anyway. What time do we have to be at the gym anyway; do I have time to take a shower?"

"Yeah dad said he would drive us down around 9:30. Wear something comfortable that you can move easily in and do not forget to bring money since we are going out to eat afterwards. I did not think of it until now but there may be some of the blokes from my school there, but I do not think that either Morgan or Brian is going to be there. Morgan was going to Italy with his family and Brian said something about going to the country. Whether there will be anyone that recognizes you I don't know. Morgan mentioned that there were others with relatives at Hogwarts but we really didn't go into that yet."

Harry considered this for a minute while he was getting dressed, "Well if they do then they do and I will handle it. Let's get going." Heading down to breakfast the two discussed the new instructor and what he could be like.

In the kitchen, they began preparing breakfast as they had done all week; it was amazing Harry thought how different things were this summer. While Dudley went to call his parents, Harry finished setting the table sitting down he hid a smirk as he saw his uncle come to halt in the doorway. Snorting but refusing to look directly at him his uncle waddled to his chair and sitting down immediately began eating. Aunt Petunia came in next and after eyeing the table critically, sat down, and began her usual nagging, trying to urge Dudley to eat more since he was so thin. Dudley quietly stopped all attempts to load his plate with food he was showing great willpower and refused to return to school as fat as he had last year. Harry was ignored as was usual; evidently, his uncle had taken Snape and Remus's warnings to heart.

As they were driving to the gym he idly wondered, who had sentry duty and how were they following him. Looking around when the car stopped he realised with a start that they were within a couple of blocks of Grimmauld Place. As they entered the foyer, he noticed that the door was opened only after they spoke into the intercom. He hesitated in the doorway for a minute wondering how his watcher would get in the building. Feeling an invisible hand on his shoulder and soft whisper in his ear of "Wotcher Harry" he entered the building.

Harry and Dudley entered the room to find a large crowd of teenagers already present approximately 30 or so. They made their way up to the front of the room as Dudley called greetings to several people. Harry noticed that two of the teens that Dudley spoke to stared at him in amazement turning to each other and gesturing to him, they had an animated conversation. 'Great that is all I need is recognition of some kind', he thought with a groan. One of them actually looked familiar to him but he could not place his face or where he had seen him. Two older teens began arranging the group into some kind of order with Harry and Dudley staying in the front row with the other two behind them.

"Your Sensei will be here shortly; this first session is just a means of getting to know one another. You will be divided into groups of four; then you will begin learning the stretching exercises while the sensei moves from group to group. As he comes in you will fall silent and stand at attention, when he moves to the front of the group you will say "Good Morning Sensei" and bow is that understood. Here he comes now everybody at attention."

Harry looked straight ahead and then felt his jaw drop when moving to stand right in front of him was none other then Sergio Gambelli. Barely remembering to bow when the rest of the class did he straightened up in time to see Sergio looking at him with a smile and a questioning look in his eyes. Harry met his gaze shrugging confusedly.

"Good Morning class my name is Sergio Gambelli, while we are in the practice area you will address me as Sensei. Outside of the building, I answer to just abut anything. The form of fighting that you will learn is called Jeet Kune Do or "Way of the intercepting fist". This style of fighting was first developed by the late Bruce Lee and his training partner Dan Inosanto. Jeet Kune Do utilizes all ways and means to serve its end.

The main concept is to "absorb what is useful, to reject what is useless and to add what is specifically your own." In using this philosophy, you will learn to identify what would work best for you in encountering today's modern threats. The idea is to be functional in four ranges (Kicking, Punching, Trapping and Grappling), against armed or unarmed, versus multiple opponents and in any environment. No one art can provide all the answers or solutions to effective self-defence. A process of cross training, researching and developing ourselves with different disciplines of the most effective martial arts in the world is used to overcome the limitations of any single art. Cross training enables us to fill in the gaps and weaknesses that we might have. This is the object of JKD; to be bound by no style and in combat to use no style as style, to use no way as way, to use no system as system, to have no limitation as your limit in achieving your goal. The principles of JKD can be applied to any interest or vocation in life. You will each have a strong and weak point and will learn how to build on them. Once we establish what you know you will be divided into four groups. Each group will begin with what I consider to be there weaknesses then progress on through the different ranges. You have the choice of taking this class once, twice, or four times a week. You results will depend on the effort that you are willing to put into your training. After I have talked to you and selected your starting point, you may leave and at the table outside the door sign up for the number of classes you will be taking. Please sort yourself into groups of four and begin stretching exercises, if you are not sure of the exact procedure to follow look at Will, (pointing to a young man in a Gi standing in the corner), who will be up at the centre of the room and follow his movements."

Harry and Dudley were paired with the two teens that had been staring at him. One of them started talking rapidly, "Hi I'm Peter and this is my cousin William, I know Dudley from school, but I don't know you. William said he knows you though are you really Ha…" he broke off with a gurgle when the other teen put his hand over his mouth.

"Sorry about that, Peter suffers from foot-in-mouth disease, I'm William Donnelly," in a low voice "Ravenclaw 5th year", continuing in a normal tone "I don't believe that we've met."

Harry shrugged good-naturedly at least it was a Ravenclaw and not a Slytherin, "I'm Harry and this is my cousin Dudley, so how did you get interested in self defence."

"With everything that is happening in the world my parents figured it wouldn't hurt to know how to protect myself. I hope you do not hold Marietta and Cho's behaviour against the rest of us. Most of the rest of us are pretty disgusted with them right now. If you decide to start up the DA, again I know several of my year mates would like to join. It's just a thought don't worry I won't nag you about it."

Harry could not help the grin grateful that the rest of Ravenclaw did not blame him for Marietta's condition, idly he wondered if she had managed to get her face cleared up yet.

Dudley had not said anything during the conversation but seeing one of the instructors moving towards them suggested that they start warming up. Slowly following the movement of the instructor Harry watched as Sergio made his way around the room. After he would talk to a group, they would leave the room soon there were only a few people left. He began to worry as he realised that Sergio kept looking around as if he was trying to spot something in the corners of the room. There was no way he knew about Tonks being there; maybe he could feel someone watching them. He knew some people that could tell if they were being watched hopefully that was all it was.

Sergio walked up to the last group; he had been surprised but pleased to recognize Harry when he came in. He always wondered what happened to teens that he helped, most of the time he never knew what happened to the ones that did not go to the centre. Only he, his helper, and the four boys were left in the room, he could not shake the feeling that someone was watching him. He tried to put it down to paranoia: what ever it was, it bothered the hell out of him.

"Hello guys why don't you tell me a little about yourselves, starting with you" pointing to Peter. After listening to the three teens, he looked at Harry with a smile.

"My name is Harry," he grinned as Sergio nodded with an expectant look on his face,"Harry Potter," Harry froze when he saw Sergio stiffen slightly his eyes opening wide in recognition, first darting to the scar on his forehead that was exposed due to hair being stringy with sweat, then going blank. 'Oh shit' he thought frantically, twisting his arm slightly so that his wand was ready to drop into his hand if he needed it, 'he knows who I am, how does he know my name, that is not possible. Damn I really liked him too, I have the worst luck.' Taking a step back, he put some room between himself and the others.

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