I still don't own anything but the plot and anything that I create.

Warning: Fluff and mild language.


Harry smiled as Ginny sat down next to him on the couch and leaned her head on his shoulder. The match had been one of the most fantastic things that Harry had ever seen. While the Irish Chasers were the best, nobody could compare to Krum. He was a genius! He was also the youngest player in the league. Everyone was celebrating the Irish's victory outside, but Harry was content to just relax inside the tent. He was so relaxed that he soon fell asleep to a dreamless sleep for once.

"Harry, wake up," urged Mr. Weasley as he shook Harry awake.

"Wass going on?" asked Harry with a yawn and a stretch.

"You all need to get going and head into the forest," replied Mr. Weasley as he woke up Ginny as well.

Harry was instantly awake.

"What's happening?" Harry demanded, his aura flaring a little bit.

"Death Eaters are attacking, Harry," Mr. Weasley told him as he left to wake the others. He came back with a groggy Ron and the twins. "You all need to leave and hide in the forest. Bill, Charlie, and I will help fight the Death Eaters, but you are too young."

Harry nodded and grabbed a jacket and checked for his wand.

"Hey! My wand is missing!" he shouted in surprise.

"No time for it, Harry," said Mr. Weasley as he stuck his head outside. "We'll find it later, now go!"

They all rushed outside and made for the trees, but Harry was stopped by a Death Eater.

"Where do you think you're going, boy?" sneered the Death Eater.

"Away from you, creep," said Harry as he lashed out with a kick that sent the Death Eater flying back ten feet. When he crashed into a tent, it attracted the attention of other Death Eaters, who all hurried to punish the one who defied them. Harry turned to Ginny, who had stopped and went back for him.

"Ginny, go with Ron and Hermione," he told her as he gave her a little push. "I'll take care of these losers and then I'll catch up."

"Be careful," she whispered to him as she gave him a hug and ran to catch up with Ron and Hermione.

Harry watched her leave, worry filling him. He was taken out of his thought when he had to dodge a hex that was sent his way. He blurred as he pumped his body with ki, speeding up dramatically. He started decimating the Death Eaters, using what little martial arts he had been taught to take them out.

Harry was soon facing off with one last Death Eater, who happened to have his wand trained on him.

"So, we meet again," sneered a very familiar voice. "I told you that you'd end up like your parents, Potter."

"Mr. Malfoy! I should have guessed that you'd be a Death Eater," spat Harry as he shifted to a stance made for speed; he had a feeling that he was going to need it.

"You have interfered for the last time, Potter," shouted Mr. Malfoy as he prepared to cast a spell. "Avada Kedavra!"

Harry dodged out of the way of the jet of green light and watched it destroy an innocent lawn chair. So that was the infamous Killing Curse, pretty impressive. He looked back to where Lucius had been and found him to be gone, as was most of the Death Eaters.

"Damn, he apparated away," swore Harry as he couldn't sense him nearby. He then took off into the forest, locking onto Ginny's aura. He was getting better at this whole sensing thing the more he did it. He quickly caught up to them and Ginny latched onto him as soon as she saw him.

"Oh, Harry, I was so worried about you," she told him.

"Harry Potter! How could you do that to us?" shouted Hermione as she stormed over to him. "Do you know how scared we were? We thought that something had happened to you!"

"Do you realize how much you sound like Mrs. Weasley right now?" Harry asked innocently.

Hermione's mouth gaped open in shock. She never would have expected those words to come out of anyone's mouth, let alone Harry's. Whatever she was going to say was cut off by a voice nearby casting a spell.

"Morsemorde!" shouted a man not too far away.

There were several pops all around them as people apparated in. "Stupify!" they all shouted.

Beams of red light shout from all directions, just missing Harry and his friends as they ducked down, Harry covering Ginny with his body to protect her.

"Wait, those are my kids," shouted a voice that Harry recognized as Mr. Weasley. He rushed over to them and pulled Ron into a hug. Harry helped Ginny up and she rushed over to join the hug.

"Which one of you cast it?" demanded Bartimus Crouch, Percy's boss.

"Cast what," asked Harry as he stood up. When Mr. Crouch pointed up into the sky, Harry's jaw dropped. There in the sky, was a giant skull with a snake coiling around it and going through the mouth and eye sockets. He looked back at Mr. Crouch. "Don't look at me; I've never seen that sign before."

"Harry, that's the Dark Mark, You-Know-Who's symbol," whispered Hermione.

Harry looked back at the sky and narrowed his eyes. "There was a man," he told Mr. Crouch, pointing in the direction that they had heard the voice. "He cast a spell that I've never heard before."

One man went in the direction that Harry pointed, but all he came back with was a wand, Harry's wand.


After that whole ordeal, Harry was happy to be going back to the Burrow. He was a little worried about Mrs. Weasley's reaction to him going out with her only daughter, but he figured that it would be alright. Ginny gave his hand a little squeeze, as if reading his thoughts. He had been very surprised when they had come out of the forest together, to find that Ron wasn't angry at all. In fact he had been smug, as if he knew that this would happen. The others had taken it well, too. The twins had been upset at first, but that had been quickly explained.

"Sorry, mate, it's not that we aren't happy for you two, but we had thought that this would happen later, you know, after school," said Fred as he gave Ron a dirty look.

"Yeah, Ron won the bet on when you two would get together," George told them with a frown, but his expression lightened. "Anyway, congratulations you two."

Bill and Charlie had decided to save judgment until they got to know him better, but they were happy for their sister.


Harry smiled as he looked around the Burrow at everyone. They were having dinner and joking around. Ginny was sitting across from him, Ron was to his left, and Hermione was to his right. They weren't talking after an argument about house elves rights. Hermione had been very upset at Mr. Crouch for dismissing Winky like he did and for how he treated her. Ron hadn't seen anything truly horrific about what happened and told her that. The resulting row had been truly memorable. In the end, they had decided to not talk to each other and Harry had been delegated to sit between them and pass along messages. Ginny gave him a wink after he had been asked to tell Ron to pass the potatoes.

"I can't wait until we get to Hogwarts," thought Harry as Ron and Hermione glared at each other. "At least there I can ignore them."

(Dreamscape)

Harry found his grandfather waiting for him as soon as fell asleep.

"Well done, Harry," Rannock said with a smile. "Get the girl, have a fight, and then have a feast. Perfect day if you ask me. Did you have fun?"

Harry just shrugged. It had been the best day of his life, but he wasn't going to tell anyone that. He had in fact wanted to go after every single Death Eater at the camp, but decided not to as he had been too worried about Ginny. She was the best thing that had happened to him and he didn't want to lose her just after getting her.

"I see, well, it's time for you to start the serious training," Rannock said, an evil glint coming to his eyes.

"Serious?" repeated Harry, getting a bad feeling.

Rannock just smiled.

(End Dreamscape)


Harry groaned when he woke up. His grandfather was insane. Harry sat up and got out of bed with another groan as his muscles protested. Every night since the Quidditch World Cup, Rannock had upped his training and Harry was really feeling it. His muscles were only just getting used to the torture…training and Rannock had just smiled when Harry told him that. Harry did not get a good feeling from that.

Harry grabbed some clothes and headed to take a shower. It wasn't even dawn yet, so he was the only one up. Not even Mrs. Weasley was up this early. Harry took a quick shower and headed downstairs to go get some physical practice. Rannock had told him to do this everyday so that his body would be able to keep up with his mind. He had said something about muscle memory or something.

Harry threw some punches and some kicks at invisible opponents. During the night, they weren't invisible, they were real, but Harry had memorized the form and what his opponents did, so he was able to mentally place them were they were suppose to be. One of his punches hit a tree and Harry was surprised by the damage it caused. The tree had a little fist indentation three inches deep. That had been a light punch; Harry shuddered to think what a punch with his full strength behind it would do. He finished up and meditated for half-an-hour before heading back inside, where Mrs. Weasley was starting on breakfast.

"Oh, hello, Harry," she greeted him as he walked inside, his shirt soaked with sweat. "What have you been up to?"

"You don't think that I'm in such good shape by accident, do you?" Harry said with a smirk. He grabbed a glass of water and sat down. "I get up early and exercise."

"That's great, dear. Why don't you go wash up and wake the others?" asked Mrs. Weasley as she went back to making breakfast.

Harry shrugged and downed his glass of water before setting it in the sink and heading up the stairs. He stopped at the twins' bedroom first and knocked on the door. He didn't dare enter for fear of what they had in there.

"Come on, guys. Wake up," Harry said as he heard one of the twins grunt a reply. "We leave for Hogwarts today."

Harry didn't wait for them to get up as he moved onto Percy's room, that he was sharing with Bill. He knocked and then entered. He shook each of them awake and headed back out the door. Mrs. Weasley wanted one last family breakfast before the younger kids went back to school. Harry then headed to Ginny's room, where Hermione was staying as well. He knocked, when he didn't hear anything he entered. Both Hermione and Ginny were still sleeping and Harry gently shook Hermione awake and headed over to Ginny.

"Wake up, beautiful," he whispered as he knelt next to her. When she didn't wake up, Harry leaned in and gave her a kiss, which was soon returned.

"Cheater," Ginny muttered as he broke the kiss. He just smiled at her.

"Come on, we leave for Hogwarts today," he told her as he stood up. He left the girls' room as they got up and headed to Ron's room, which he was sharing with Charlie, after making a quick stop. Charlie woke up easily enough, but Ron just grunted and rolled over. Harry smirked and showed Charlie the glass of water he had grabbed from the bathroom. He threw the water in Ron's face, who woke up with a scream.

"Harry! How many times do I have to tell you not to do that?" he yelled at him as he got out of bed, dripping wet.

"Feh, it works," Harry said as he headed back to his bedroom to change clothes.


He came down a few minutes later and sat down next to Ginny. She gave him a smile before turning back to her conversation with Bill. Harry piled his plate high with food before digging in. He listened in as his girlfriend talked to her brother about his job as a Curse Breaker for Gringotts. From the sound of it, it seemed like a pretty cool job. As Harry grabbed seconds, everyone turned to look at him, including Ron.

"What?" he asked, his fork paused in mid-flight.

Everyone just laughed and Harry continued eating.


"Take care," shouted Mrs. Weasley as the train left the station. All the Weasley kids, and Harry, waved to her and headed to separate compartments. Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione headed to their usual compartment in the back while the twins headed towards the front.

Harry plopped down on the bench seat and Ginny sat on his lap. They had gotten even closer over the last two weeks. She gave him a quick kiss before leaning her head on his shoulder. They all chatted during the trip to Hogwarts, enjoying themselves quite a bit. The only trouble happened when Malfoy and his cronies interrupted them.

"Well, what have we here?" he said in his bored, drawling voice. "Two weasels, a Mud-Blood, and Potter. I thought you would have had better taste in girls, Potter."

"You're one to talk, Malfoy. Your girlfriend could win first place in a dog show," Harry shot back, shifting Ginny so that he would be able to stand up without dumping her on the ground.

"I'll get you for that, Potter," shouted Malfoy as he drew his wand. However, Harry was faster. He stood up quickly and dashed forward, grabbing Malfoy's wrist before he could aim his wand.

"Don't even think about it, Malfoy," he growled as Draco winced in pain. One could hear the bones in his arm start to crack. Malfoy threw a desperate punch at Harry, but Harry just caught his hand and started to squeeze. "Now that wasn't very nice."

"Ahhh!" screamed Malfoy as he felt the bones in his hand break. Harry gave him a head-butt, knocking him out. He dropped Malfoy and blocked Goyle's punch to the face. Goyle let out a gasp as Harry introduced his elbow to Goyle's stomach. A leg sweep later and Goyle was laying next to Malfoy.

"Don't even try it," Harry said to Crab, who had started over to continue the fight. "Now get out of here."

Crab and Goyle grabbed Malfoy's unconscious form and dragged him back to their compartment. Harry sat back down and was immediately seized by Ginny and snogged senseless. A polite cough from Hermione broke them up, but Ginny resumed her spot on his lap. Ron asked the question that they were all thinking.

"How the bloody hell did you do that?" he asked in awe.

"Training," Harry replied simply while playing with Ginny's hair. "Lots of training."

"When? How?" asked Ron.

"Over the summer," Harry replied with a laugh. "While you slept in, I would go out early and work out and train." Harry shared a knowing look with Ginny that told the others that there was more to it than that.

"Harry, there's something that you aren't telling us, isn't there?" said Hermione suspiciously.

Harry looked at Ginny, who gave him a nod, before turning back to Ron and Hermione.

"If I tell you, you have to swear that you will not tell anyone else," Harry said seriously. "And I mean anyone! Not even your parents."

When they nodded their agreement, Harry took a deep breath. "I'm not fully human," he told them softly.

If the situation wasn't so serious, he would have found their shocked expressions funny. Both of them had their mouths hanging open and their eyes were wide. Harry leaned across the compartment and closed Ron's mouth.

"What do you mean, 'not fully human?'" asked Hermione as she got over the shock.

"One of my ancestors, my great-great-great-grandfather to be exact, was from another planet," Harry explained before giving them a brief summery of what had happened to him. When he was finished, Ron and Hermione were speechless.

"Anything from the trolley, dears?" asked the lady who pushed the trolley. Harry was glad for the distraction and bought a few things from his seat, Ginny not wanting to leave her spot. He grabbed the sweets from his seat and handed her the money. When she left, Harry tossed a chocolate frog at Ron, which hit him on the forehead. That had the effect of Ron coming out of his stupor.

"That…explains quite a bit," he said at last.

"Yep, that's my man," said Ginny with pride in her voice. She had wanted to have Harry for the last three years and now she had him. She leaned in and kissed him.

"Do you guys have to do that in front of us?" said Ron.

"Jealous?" asked Harry with a smirk as they stopped kissing.

"What?" sputtered Ron. "Why would I be jealous?"

"Cause I have a girlfriend and you don't," replied Harry as he bit into a licorice wand.

Ron just crossed his arms and turned his head. The others got a laugh out of that. He then looked at Harry's tail.

"What's it like?" he asked curiously. "Having a tail, I mean."

"I can't really explain it," Harry told him after thinking about it. "It's sort of like having another hand or leg."

"Can we…" Hermione started to say before she grew embarrassed.

"Touch it?" finished Harry with a smirk. When she nodded, his smirk widened. "Sure, just be careful, it's very sensitive and I don't want it to get pulled." With that said, he unwrapped his tail and Ron and Hermione came over to sit by him.

"It's so soft!" exclaimed Hermione as she touched it gently.

"Bloody hell, Harry. This is wicked!" said Ron excitedly as he held the tip of Harry's tail. He then realized what he was doing and made to go across to his seat.

What he forgot was that he still had the tip of Harry's tail in his hand. Harry let out a yell of pain as his tail was pulled and his leg shot up as a reflex, catching Ron between the legs as he turned around to see what was the matter.

Both Harry and Ron slumped to the ground in pain. Ginny caught Harry, but she wasn't expecting him to pull her over. "Whoa. Hermione, help me lift him back onto the seat."

Between the two girls, they managed to lift Harry back up and laid him on the bench. Hermione then helped Ron climb back to his seat as he clutched his groin.

"Don't…do…that…again," Harry said to Ron as he attempted to push the pain away.

"Sure thing," gasped Ron in a higher pitched voice.

"Harry, why is it that you weigh a ton?" asked Ginny with a blush.

"Oh, I followed the advice of my grandpa and had Madam Malkin make me some new robes with a special enchantment that makes them heavier," he told them as he struggled to sit up. "It's for strength training. During Christmas break I'll go have her increase the weight, or I might get Professor Flitwick to do it instead."

"Oh, that sounds smart," Hermione said mostly to herself.


Harry sighed as he lay in bed later on that night. After that incident in the compartment, the rest of the train ride had been a silent affair. Harry had rested with his head in Ginny's lap and Ron convinced Hermione to play Wizard's Chess with him. He totally trounced her, but she put up a good fight. He sighed as he drifted off to sleep.

He woke up at dawn, as usual, and headed to take a shower after his daily meditation. He was much more awake afterwards and he went and got into his school uniform. As he finished, he was surprised to find Ron staring at him.

"What?" Harry asked curiously.

"I need to ask you a question, Harry," Ron said seriously. "Are you serious about Ginny?"

Harry didn't even hesitate with his answer. "Absolutely. I care for her very much," he said softly.

"Good," Ron said before rolling over and going back to sleep.

Harry rolled his eyes at his friend's antics and headed down to get breakfast. He absently swatted at Pig, who was flying around the dorm room as he left. Harry was one of the few people up this early besides the Professors. Dumbledore looked at him through his half-moon glasses and Harry could tell that Dumbledore knew something had changed with him. He felt something brush his mind as he looked Dumbledore in the eyes, but Harry merely focused his ki and the presence left his mind. He was confused when Dumbledore actually frowned before turning back to his food. Harry followed his example and loaded his plate with food.

Harry was still eating when Ginny came down for breakfast, followed shortly by Ron and Hermione who were arguing about something. Harry shot Ginny a questioning look as she sat down next to him, but she just rolled her eyes.

"Don't ask," she muttered as she stole a sausage from his plate. "They were arguing when I came downstairs."

Harry leaned down and gave her a quick kiss, earning her glares from many of the girls who had noticed the changed Harry. She smiled impishly at him as she took a bite out of the sausage. Harry finished eating and looked over at Ron and Hermione, who were still bickering.

"Will you two just get together already and let the rest of us have some peace?" said a frustrated Harry. His statement got many cheers of support from his fellow Gryffindors as Ron and Hermione blushed a deep crimson. "Well?" he prompted.

Ron looked at Hermione and then looked away, blushing to his ears. She did the same thing.

"You two are hopeless," muttered Harry as he got up and left. Just as he got to the entrance of the Great Hall, he heard cheers go up from the Gryffindor table and turned to look. He smiled as he saw Ron and Hermione snogging. "Finally."


Harry was looking forward to his first class with Professor Moody, though Rannock had given him a warning about the man. He had sensed something wrong about him through Harry's memories. Harry had been surprised last night by the feelings that had been brought up by the thought of a dangerous tournament. He wanted to enter, just because it was so dangerous. He had asked Rannock about it, but Rannock had just said that it was his Saiyajin heritage. They liked danger and excitement. The more dangerous it was, the better they liked it. However, Ginny had felt him tense up and had made him promise not to enter. He hadn't like it, but he had promised her. And Harry always kept his promises.

Harry smiled as he passed by the Hospital Wing and looked at his watch. He had enough time to make a quick visit before his first class. He walked into the Hospital Wing and headed to one of the last beds. There, he found Malfoy looking very unhappy.

"Having fun?" he asked with smile.

"Go to hell, Potter," growled Malfoy.

"Temper, temper," Harry admonished with a wave of his finger. "It was your temper that landed you in here in the first place."

After Harry had crushed Malfoy's hand on the train, he had missed everything because he was in the hospital getting his wrist fixed and his hand re-grown. Madam Pomfrey had to remove the shattered bones in his hand so that they could be re-grown.

"What do you want, Potter?" sneered Malfoy.

"I just want to know how long you intend to keep acting like a prat," Harry told him as he pulled a chair up next to Malfoy's bed. "This whole being enemies thing is getting really old. I mean, when have any of your attempts to beat me worked? I don't recall any of them working and I just humiliated you every time."

"Shut up, Potter," snapped Malfoy. "If you hadn't decided to be friends with the Weasleys, then I wouldn't have to be your enemy."

"What do you have against the Weasleys?" asked Harry curiously.

"I don't have anything against them, but my father does," replied Malfoy with a sigh. "They are Muggle lovers and blood traitors."

"So, what's your point?" said Harry. "Just because your father doesn't like someone or something doesn't mean that you have to be the same way. What's stopping you from being your own person?"

"It doesn't work that way with the Old Families, Potter. When you are the heir of such family, you have certain obligations to fulfill," Draco told him.

"Bullshit," Harry said simply.

"What?" asked a shocked Draco.

"Bullshit," Harry repeated. "Did you know that the Potter Family is actually older than the Malfoy Family? No? Well I did my research over the summer, and it turns out that I can trace my lineage back to the Founding Four."

"So? What's your point?" asked Draco.

"My point is that I am the same as you, only I have some Muggle blood in me. Yet I keep beating you in everything that matters," Harry told him. "When are you going to see that blood doesn't matter?"

"Look, Harry, it isn't about what I want," Draco said with a sigh. "My father has made it perfectly clear about how I am suppose to act." When Harry started chuckling, Draco raised an eyebrow. "What's so funny?"

"You just called me Harry," Harry told him. "Not Potter, Potty, or some other insult."

Draco's already pale face paled even more. "Don't read anything into it, okay?"

"Look, you have tried things your father's way for the past three years, and it hasn't got you anywhere. Why don't you try things my way for just one year and see what happens?" Harry suggested as he stood up. "If you think that you like your father's way of handling thing better, than you can go back to that way and we can go back to being enemies. In the mean time, we can just be rivals, okay?" Harry offered his hand.

Draco looked at Harry's offered hand and then at his face, trying to see if he was messing with him. He cautiously took Harry's hand and shook it. "Deal. I'll stop insulting you all the time and try not to act like such a prat, but don't expect me to change overnight."

"Works for me," Harry told him. "Also, don't insult my girlfriend and I won't keep crushing your hands. I have gotten a lot stronger over the summer."

"Very well. I shall try, Potter," sneered Draco. Harry took a glance behind him and saw Crab and Goyle heading into the hospital wing. Harry nodded to Draco before standing up and leaving.


Okay, got this chapter up and I'm working on the next one. I'm just going to steamroll my way through this story until it is finished. I'll work on my other stories as well, but I'm going to devote most of my time to this one.

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