RESTRICTED SECTION

The first-year Gryffindor was wondering why Eternal hadn't wrote back to him. "did I wrote anything that made him upsad or angry?" He wondered. "Or has he just no time to correspond with him?" Harry woke up very early today. and when everyone wass still sleeping he used his time to overthink everything he came up with. His quarrel with Ron and Hermione, his spare time with Draco whom he liked, why Eternal hasn't written back, and the fact that he had to come to the Headmasters office today after luch. That he would miss his Defense class didn't made him feel any better though he hated the teacher giving the class.

Harry decided to get up. Probably the Libary would be open already, and that would give him the chance to get some books withouth Hermione and others sitting there. Trying to be as silent as possible he get out of his bed, slipped his school robe over his head, got his case and climbed out of the portret.

When he arrived at the library it was open already, just as he had thought. For the first time he walked around at the huge library looking for books on the Dark Arts. "What are yyou doing here so early?" Ms Pinch asked wile standing behind Harry. "I'm looking for references for my Defense homework" Harry said while keeping his face flat. . "Shelf 613" The librarian muttered. Harry nodded, walking aff to find the shellf suggested. In the back of the library was a section set off with a rope. There was a note on it. "Restricted section. Dangerous subjects only. Only enter with teachers permission" "So there is where the serious dark stuff is located" Harry concluded "I need to befriend with one teacher to gain acces to the restricted section. But with whom? Rizen won't grant me acces i'll bet."

When Harry found shelf 613 he eyed the books and concluded that there was really no one book that could get his interest. "all Light books meant for brainwashing poor students" he muttered darkly before he turned around and marched out of the Library towards the Great Hall.

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Harry ate his lunch as fast as he could. He wanted to visit the Owlery before visiting the Headmasters office. But when he reached the owlery no owl was waiting for him. Only Draco was there sitting in Harry's corner. "Thought you would pay a visit before getting to Dumbles" Draco said when Harry came into view. "You remember?" Harry asked. "Anyway, you needed to talk to me?" "Not especially" Draco replied "I'm just curious about your alignment" Harry smiled. "Well, told you I'm currently neutral." he said. "I firstly have to research The Dark Arts from a more darker view. The only problem is that all non-light books covering the subject are in the Restricted section". "And you don't have permission to enter it" Draco supplied.

Harry nodded. "I will see what I can do" Draco said. "Meet me at the owlery after supper. "How?" Harry asked. "I'll bet none of the teachers are giving me any permission. Remember, they all want me to save this dammed world." Draco nodded. "We'll see. Meet you here after supper" After saying that he stood up and walked out of the Owlery. Harry wondered what Draco could do, but then he realized he had to visit the Headmaster and left too.

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"Come In Harry, Come In" The Headmaster called jovial after Harry had knocked at the door. The young Gryffindor opened the door and what he saw whas overwhelming. The Headmaster was floathing in the air while holding the tail of a phoenix. "Fawkes" The Headmaster said "Please let me down. We have a visitor" The phoenix made some melodious sounds and flew towards the ground. After the Headmaster landed he went to his desk and said "Come over here Harry. Would you like some tea?" "No thank you." Harry replied while sitting down at the other side of the desk. "Did you want to talk with me about something, Professor?" he asked.

"I have the impression that something really bothers you" The Headmaster said seriously "Is there anything you want to say to me?" "No Sir" Harry replied "Its just that I have to miss my Defense class" The Headmaster was staring penetrating at the boy. "I think that would not really matter since you have extra defense classes at friday afternoon isn't it?" The Headmaster said. "Now please, don't lie to me and tell me what bothers you"

Harry thought for a moment. "What excuse could he use to escape the conversation" He thought. "Sir, Its just that I dislike the special attention everyone is givving me just because my surname is Potter" the Gryffindor said politically. The Headmaster looked over his half moon spectacles then he replied, "But, my boy, How could you expect people not giving you special attention? They all count at you when it comes to defeating You-Know-Who and his dark slaves" Harry sighted. "I know, but I hate it" he responded. "And I'm not really that powerful as anyone thinks"

The Headmaster thought for a moment, then replied. "But if you weren't, you never would have gotten such a strong wand. Didn't Olivander told you?" The boy nodded. "Olivander said that Fenix feathers are extremely rare and powerful" "Indeed" the Headmaster replied "and did Olivander told you about the simularities between your and You-Know-Who's wand?" "Yes Professor. He told that the phoenix feather was derived from the same phoenix which only gave two feathers" The Headmaster nodded. "And that one phoenix is sitting on my own desk right now" The Headmaster said.

"Really?" Harry asked in astonishment. "Are those two feathers derived from your Phoenix? The phoenix seemed to nod after Harry had asked the question. "Yes, truly" Professor Dumbledore replied. "And it also seems to be destiny that we have to work together to once and for all clear wizarding society from evil." Harry thought about this for a moment but before he could say anything the Headmaster continued. "Fawkes occational has connected us three. You, You-Know-Who and Myself by being my pet and donating two tail feathers to Olivanders from which he made two wand which were predestinated to choose You-Know-Who and yourself to be their wielders."

Harry began to have enough at the meeting and the things Dumbledore was saying. "But what has this to do with me?" He asked the Headmaster. "I mean, Professor, would you please come to business?" Professor Dumbledore sighted. "Well, my boy" he said. "You are the only one who was powerful enough to survive a killing curse, so don't tell me your lacking with power. Also, your wand is the only one who is strong enough to kill You-know-who" "But what If I don't want to kill V-- You-Know-Who?" Harry asked. "My boy, its your destiny to work either with me or with You-Know-who to serve the world a great dead. I can understand that it is more likely that you choose to work with me to take revange on the one person that have killed your parrents and care that he's evil games are put to an end."

Harry thought for a moment after the little speech of the Headmaster. It was indeed more likely that he wanted a revange. However, He was not quite sure if that really would be what he wanted. He decided to answer just the way the Headmaster wanted him to answer and so he replied "Sir, I understand that you want to do anything to put an end to Voldemort" Till his astonishment the Headmaster wasn't shocked at all. He continued. "However, I think that killing someone would not make any sense if one blame another to do so. Therefore, I have decided to not kill until i'm really sure about it, and to not choose sides until i'm sure about it. Sir, It is not that I decline working together with you, or that I ever will accept working with Voldemort. But I cannot do anything from which i'm not sure about if that is what I really whant".

Now it was the headmaster who was gazin at the young Gryffindor at the other side of the desk. "The boy is really very intelligent, just like Tom before he turned evil. I have to keep an extra eye on him" he thought to himself before he answered. "Understandable my boy, understandable. You are so light you even doubting to kill an evil criminal. However, even wizards and withches of the Light side have to kill sometimes when very dangerous situations occure. You have remember that. And my boy, If you ever have made your decision to help me clear this world from evil, send me an owl and let me know. " Harry nodded. "Sir, I will think about it and let you know" He replied, facing that the meeting has finaly come to an end. "Now, You have to go to your potion class, or Professor Snape will be very dissapointed in you" The Headmaster said. "Yes sir" Harry replied while standing up from his seat. "Oh, and Harry, Is there anything you hide for me?" The Headmaster asked while Harry was walking towards the office's entrance. "No Sir, I'm not hiding anything for you" Harry replied before he closed the office door behind his back.

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Draco had waited until everyone had left the potion classroom. After the last student had left he stood up and walked towards the desk of his favorite professor. "Draco, Can I help you with something?" Professor Snape asked while looking up from his paperwork. "Sir, I need your permission to get some books from the restricted sections, and I doubt another teacher will give me permission" Draco said quite cardfully. For a moment the professor eyed the boy intensely. "And which books do you exactly need then?" The potions master asked suspiciously. "Sir, its just that I need some introductionary works on the Dark Arts" Draco replied. "And it isn't that your father has enought of such books in his libary?" The professor asked. "Sir, my father is away for business, I can't ask him permission" Draco said. "And it isn't that you already read enough of such books?" The professor asked while eying the boy more intensely. "Or course, Sir" Draco replied. "But I needed some books for a friend of mine" Draco said shyly. "And who may that friend of you be then?" Professor Snape informed. "Sir, I beg your pardon, but I am not allowed to tell anyone." The professor nodded. "And why can't your friend ask permission himself?" The professor asked. "Sir, I really cannot give you an answer to this question. Its more that my friend will never get any permission to enter a section which hold such dark books". Draco answered politically.

The potions master thought for a moment considdering Draco's silent hint. So, his favorite student has a friend who most likely wouldn't get any permission to enter the restricted section. Who might that friend be, If he needs just basic information. Suddenly the Professor figured it out. "Potter?" He asked himself. "but he's the most Light person there exists. Why should he be interested in the Dark Arts anyway?" Professor Snape decided to not inform Draco on his past realisation, and to not tell Dumbledore about it.. He decided it would be a good idea to talk with the boy-who-lives himself. In private.

Draco saw his professor thinking for a moment. Then the professor snatched a peace of parchment, thought for another while and wrote: "The person holding this parchent has access to the Restricted section for the time he or she is a student of Hogwarts." After that he wrote his signature under it and put a few spells on the parchment. After doing so, he looked up and said: "Draco. Give this parchment to your friend. When he holds it, pull out your wand and spell it with the Constrictio charm. It will be bouded to your friend, and your friend only may use it or give someone else the permission to use it. To give someone else permission your friend have to use the Facio spell following by the name of the student given permission and Defacio followed by the students name to cancel the permission. Understand?" Draco nodded "Sir, I understand and will not withold this information from my friend"

"Good" The Professor said. "Also tell your friend that Madam Pinch and other Professors need no special permission to touch it. However, If a student touches it unpermitted, the parchment will be instantly sended to my office. If your friend wants it back he or she have to get it or send you to get it." Draco nodded "Than you Professor. I will tell my friend all he needs to know on the parchment, and I'm sure my friend will put it to 'good' use." The potion master almost smiled. "Good, I'll bet we will see how 'good' good is somewhere in the future" "Yeah, I'll bet" Draco said while walking out of the classroom towards the great hall" "I wonder what Potter is planning next" The Professor thought by himself while closing the door of his classroom. "I will keep an eye on him"