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Marvolo's POV

Annoyed he made his way to the Headmmaster's office. The barmy old man had called him up to his office on the last day before classes. He truly hated when the old man decided to do this. It was like he had nothing better to do than to annoy his Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Something told him that there may be some truth to that idea.

Still he gave the password of M&M to the gargoyle. That old man needed a better password. Honestly. If someone wanted to get in all they had to do was go through the list of candy. If he was Headmaster the password would be in parseltounge.

When he bid to enter the office he was surprised to find someone he didn't recognize in it. The man appeared to be in his mid to late fifties. He had grey eyes reminisce of the Black family. If he didn't know better he would say the man was a black. He did know better though. All of age Black were in his service. So the question remained. Who was the man?

Albus as if reading his mind said cheerily," Tom come in. I'm glad you are here. I need to introduce you to our new professor."

New professor? He was almost completely sure that there wasn't any openings. So what job could he possibly do?

The man said in a gravelly voice," Albus I told you I'm only staying to search for the child. I have no intention of teaching."

"Lyon you know that to take a student you have to have their guardian's consent. Or their consent."

That gave him a last name at least. Lyon wasn't a familiar family name to him. A muggle born?

Marvolo asked suspicious," What child are you looking for? I have done most of the muggleborn introductions. Maybe i could help."

Lyon stared at him for a moment before replying," I am looking for the last in a long line of warriors. A seventh son of a seventh son."

That was an unusual request for a child. Not many pureblood families made that many magical children. In fact if they did the children would most likely be squibs. Unless of course they were Weasley's. That family was like rabbits when it came to breeding.

He said coldly," The only families that would come to mind are the Weasley's. Yet I believe they only have three sons. Is there something to help narrow down the search?"

Lyon shook his head as he replied," Sadly there is little to go on. Each one of us is different. Though I can tell you that he is 11. That's when out abilities begin to manifest. Different things will react strangely around him. Mainly muggoe electronics."

:They do that around all forms of magic. Is this guy just wasting our time? Why did Dumbledore agree to this?: came his aggregated thoughts.

Dumbledore said with a sigh," Merriman. Maybe he should know. At least to know what to look for."

"No."

"Merriman... old friend."

The way he said old implied that the man was older than even him. Which was odd. Merriman definitely didn't look old enough to be older than the Headmaster.

The man glared at the headmaster for a long moment. Marvolo for his part was getting aggregated. It was obvious that he didn't know enough to make a decision on this. Yet they were arguing about telling him. While he was right in front of them.

Finally the man said," I don't trust him Albus."

"That's the same thing you told Dippet about me when he wanted to bring me into this. Tom may very well be the only person that could find your missing seventh son."

All attention was back on him again. Mistrust clear in the grey eyes. His shoulders slumped slightly in defeat.

Finally he said defiance still in his tone," The child we are looking for is the last of the old ones. In truth we are neither young nor old. I cannot and will not elaborate on that point. Telling you even that is dangerous."

Marvolo was beginning to get a head ache. Both of these men loved their riddles. That told him absolutely nothing of value. An old one? More like senile old men.

He asked deciding to humor them for a little longer," How many of you are there?"

"Six including the boy."

Okay there were six of them including an eleven year old child. He would still bet money on the idea that whoever this boy was, was a pureblood. As he watched the "old one" he knew that there would be nothing more said on the matter. Merriman it seemed was more secretive than even he was. If they wanted to find the boy quickly that would slow them down. They didn't even have a general description. Just that he was a seventh son of a seventh son. This would be a long year.

Harrison's POV

Over the course of the month before he was to start at Hogwarts weird happenings continued to happen. He had hoped with his wand that they would stop. If anything they only increased. The radio the day before he was to leave exploded when he stepped into the room.

Animals no matter what they were, were afraid of him. They went to the zoo all the animals moved to the opposite side of their enclosure. Eventually they had to leave because as long as he was there none of the animals would come close.

In the privacy of his room he tried to find a way to stop this. Nothing he had found explained it. As far as he could tell magic didn't make animals afraid of him. There were even magical creatures. It left him frustrated and confused.

The morning of September 1st he was taken to the station by one of the caretakers. She sneered at him as he left but didn't say anything. He was glad to not have to stay with them for the next nine months. Nothing was at the orphanage for other than pain and sorrow. With any luck this school would be come his home.

It took some searching but eventually he found how to get on the platform. He walked through a barrier following behind a black haired man and his son. The boy appeared to be close to his own age. Harrison didn't like him upon looking at him closer. He had an arrogant spoiled air about him. No he would find someone else to talk to.

As early as he was the train wasn't very full yet. To get some privacy he took a compartment towards the back of the train. Surprisingly he wasn't the only one who had the same idea. A boy with hair as black as his own sat in it. He had a hooked nose and a cold demeanor about him.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Came his short question.

The other boy raised his head and his onyx eyes bored into his green ones. After a moment he said," Fine."

With a nod he put his trunk up in the overhead of the compartment. He already had his bag out with a book. It was his basic transfiguratjon book. In theory it seemed pretty easy. Part of him wanted to practice but he had nothing to practice on.

The day before he had tried practicing basic charms. His first lumos had been so bright it blinded him for a few seconds. He had no wish to repeat the incident. So he stuck to theory.

Halfway through the train ride the trolley came by. When asked if they wanted anything both boys shook their heads. While he had a few sickles left over he didn't want to use them. He would save up what was left of his money each year. It would come in handy later.

Lowering his book Harrison said," I'm Harrison Evans. You?"

The other boy looked at him as he replied," Severus Snape. You wouldn't happen to be related to Lily Evans would you?"

Looking away he said," I wouldn't know. I grew up in an orphanage."

Severus turned back to his book as he said," She has eyes much like yours. Though her hair is fiery red."

"You know her?"

"We grew up on the same street."

Silence fell upon them. While Severus acted cold something told him there was more to the other. That he should give him a chance.

"What house do you think you will be in?" Was the first thing he could think of.

Severus said after a moment of thought," Slytherin. What about you?"

Gryffindor was out. Harrison wasn't all that brave. While he was loyal it was only to those that earned it. That removed Hufflepuff. It would likely be Ravenclaw or Slytherin. Honestly he would be fine with either.

A small smile appeared as he said," Slytherin or Ravenclaw for me."

He caught the onyx eyes staring at him again. It was a moment before the reply came," As long as your not a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."

They shared a shudder. Neither one of them wanted to be a lion. Bravery only got people killed. To be cunning would be the best. Or a raven to watch from afar.

Soon the they were told to change into their robes and the train stopped. It appeared they arrived at a village. Many of the older students were getting in carriages. The younger ones were following a giant of a man. He was calling all first years to the boats.

Both he and Severus moved towards the giant of a man. While his new friend ignored him Harrison kept a wary on him. It seemed the giant had a gentle countenance but he didn't trust what he. Only time would tell.

He and Severus got into a boat with a brown haired boy and a blond haired boy. Upon introducing themselves he found at they were Frank Longbottom and Damian Greengrass. Both boys were purebloods but weren't arrogant.

Damian said he was the youngest of the three. His middle brother was entering his fifth year. While the oldest just entering his final year.

Frank was an only child. He grew up with the boy at the station. Harrison now knew his name to be James Potter.

His initial assumption was correct. James Potter was arrogant spoiled child. Frank hoped that Hogwarts would change that but he wasn't counting on it. Frank was expecting to be put Gryffindor but had nothing against Slytherins. By the look in his eye Harrison knew that he was hoping to continue to be friends.

Wary but hopeful Harrison gave him a tentative smile. If he could keep his word then there was a chance.

Once out of the boats they were led to the castle. They stood in front of huge doors. A woman that appeared to be in her forties appeared.

She said looking at the crowd of students," In a few moments you will enter these halls to be sorted into one of four houses. Gryffindor for the brave. Hufflepuff for the loyal. Ravenclaw for the studious. And finally Slytherin for the cunning. One of these houses will be your home and family for the next seven years. I will be back in a moment to lead you inside."

With that she left them alone. Immediately other students began to wonder about what they would have to do for the sorting. There were some ridiculous theories. Every thing from fighting a dragon to fighting a troll. Neither he nor Severus took part in the discussion. Harrison mainly because he was entranced by the feeling of magic that surrounded him. It was nothing like anything he ever felt before. Almost as if the magic was alive and was welcoming him home.

After a few moments the woman returned and said," We are ready for you."

They followed her through the door and into the Great Hall. All of them looked up as they walked in. What should have been a regular ceiling was in fact a perfect representation of the sky outside. It was extraordinary.

He was entranced by the magic of the room he didnt hear the sorting begin. It wasn't until his name was called that he remembered where he was.

"Evans, Harrison."

He snapped out of his reverie. It was his turn. He sat on the stool and a hat was dropped on his head. Was this some kind of joke? How was a hat supposed to sort him?

:Not a believer huh? Don't worry you will be.:

Harrison almost jumped out of skin. What the hell?!

A chuckle filtered into his mind as it said,: Don't worry lad this is how I sort you. Nothing I find in your mind will be repeated to anyone.:

Mistrust filled him. He asked,: How can I trust you?:

:I'm a magical artifact child. I will not lie to you. Though by your reactions and question I do believe you would do well in Slytherin. Yes I do believe so. Good luck child.:

Out loud the hat yelled," Slytherin."

His robes changed into those of Slytherins. He made his way over to the table. There was room at the end of the table. By the glares he received from the older years he knew he wouldn't be welcome with the older students.

He watched as Lily Evans was sorted into Gryffindor. Their eyes met. Severus words rang in his head. She really did have the same eyes as him. Were they related? Or was it just coincidence?

Severus was later sorted into Slytherin as well. He sat next to Harrison and soon the sorting was over.

Dumbledore said standing," Welcome new and old students to Hogwarts. Before the feast I would like to maje a few announcements. First off everyone should be aware that the Forbidden forest is just that. Forbidden. Next I would like to introduce an old friend of mine. Merriman Lyon. He will be taking up the position as swords master of Hogwarts and teaching rituals to those who wish to learn. Rituals is only for third years and up. Swords mastery is open to all students. With that said enjoy your food."

The food appeared in front of them. It was more food than he had ever seen before. If the school fed him well like this he would definitely stick around. No more living on orphanage rations.