Under the Mask
Lady Highschoolnerd
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Chapter Four: Tedious Work
He was pondering over his thoughts and plans once again in his bed as he listened to the snoring of his roommates. It was too dangerous to leave anything on paper, so instead he kept everything with him in his mind. It was definitely not as risky since he had his Occulmency shields that were better than most Masters in that art. He had used his vast knowledge of both the Muggle and Magical world to engineer his own unique and almost impenetrable shield consisting of Motherboards, Prisons, Mazes, Locks, and Hiding charms among other things. It was very easy for an invading force to get lost and trapped, therefore forcing their minds to be at Harry's mercy.
Especially now that his mind was organized to the most insignificant detail, it was impossible for him to forget anything. A huge plus for his studies, but also for everyday life in general.
He was currently trying to organize his thoughts about what he needed to get done. In order to make his death look perfect, before he even started to think about how it was going to happen, he had to plan out every escape route, every entrance, every schedule every creature in the castle had, all the way down to every possible thing that could go wrong. There could be nothing left to chance. But if he were to be found out, there would be no second chance for him. The members of the fired chicken would trail him like shadows. It could simply NOT go wrong.
Several months ago, he had started taking note of each teacher's routine. When they usually arrived in the Great Hall, their classroom schedules, their breaks, the passages and shortcuts they used, the locations of their living quarters, and the list simply went on and on. He pretty much knew more than enough of the things he wanted to ever know about any of the teachers.
Along the way, he also picked up a few people to help him with his notes. There was Dobby, Winky, Draco, Blaise, and the group of Slytherin friends he learned to trust with his life. As for Dobby and Winky, he had asked them if they would to work for him while in the pretense of working for the Hogwarts kitchens. Dobby had been elastic at prospect of working for famous Harry Potter, and after assuring Winky numerous times that she would be welcome, Harry was sure that she was also very excited to be able to work for a proper family.
After binding Dobby and Winky to him so no shady characters could force them to reveal any of their secrets, he had informed them that he was paying them ten galleon a month. Since they deserved the money for all the hard work they had done and will do for him. He gave them specific people to trail and take notes of weeks, and this significantly lightened his almost unbearable workload. He also asked them to try to find or sketch a complete diagram of all the entrances and passages they could find complete, with the moving paintings and statues.
Draco would have usually considered his totally above his "purebloodness", but since this was for his best friend, he readily agreed. He was happy to be able to assist Harry in any way. He also had the rest of both his and Harry's friends observe the daily occurrences, in case there were anything Dobby and Winky missed. Since they couldn't risk any sort of leak, Harry and Draco had all of their friends sworn to silence, even though they would have loved to trust the others. There was trust and then there was trust. (a/n: I got this off somebody's story, sorry I simply don't remember whose!)
Unfortunately, this was only the start of the beginning of his assignment. But fortunately, this was also the most tedious part. There was going to be fun stuff ahead, but he could not rush this. He was setting crucial groundwork, but he knew that if he wanted this to be finished by the end of sixth year, he better pick up his pace. With that last thought, he drifted off to sleep, ready for his internal alarm clock to wake him up at three for his daily exercises.
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