POTTER RESURGENCE

Chapter 16

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September 1st 1994

Hogwarts Express

"Harry, could you please sign this." Tracey asked as she passed yet another copy of the Daily Prophet to him.

"Isn't that like the seventh one you've given him?" Daphne asked her friend.

"Hey, they're popular. You don't know how much people are willing to pay for a signed copy of this paper." Tracey said defensively. "Besides, I don't see him complaining."

And Harry was definitely not complaining. He had decided to get as much publicity this year as he could. With his planning of taking the Lordship, he wanted to be known, a famous Lord did not lack for business offers and also easily garnered attention when he wanted.

He had introduced himself to Barnabas Cuffe as the new owner of the paper two days ago. He told him that the prophet can keep operating as usual but if anything was to appear in the paper that was connected to him or his family in any way, then Barnabas was to send him a copy first for approval.

Harry had given him a bigger version of the vanishing box, a variation of the one he had been given by Blaise. All Barnabas had to do was place anything he wanted Harry to receive and Harry would receive it in his box which he carried around everywhere.

If he printed anything that concerned Harry without his approval, then he was to consider himself fired. And depending on how it affected Harry's life, Barnabas' would be affected twofold. And that was no small threat from someone who with stood spells from a whole battalion of Aurors.

As it so happened, the issue Harry was signing just happened to have a picture depicting that very moment. In the photo, it showed Harry standing in front of a group of teens illuminated by the light from the translucent emerald shield protecting them from the spells that were coming from all directions.

Harry's eyes were glowing with power and his coat was billowing on either side of him. Spell after spell impacted the shield without effect and then suddenly, a furious Lily Potter appeared in front of her son and with one wave of her wand sent all the Aurors flying. And then it repeated.

"Why would anyone complain when looking like that in a newspaper?" Hardwin snorted.

"Honestly, I don't see what the big deal is." Hermione said. "It looks pretty normal to me."

"There is nothing normal about that photo, Granger." Daphne. "Fourteen-year-old wizards are not supposed to do that, a single one of those spells should have shattered that shield but not a single crack appeared."

"Hermione, there are adults who couldn't have have done what Harry did." Neville said. "It takes skill, control and most importantly power. You wouldn't be able to do that if you practiced for a year, and you would need to know the spell in the first place."

Hermione looked incredulously at Harry who tipped an invisible hat at her.

"Well, it's a good thing that I'm going to be his student." Liz said and the others looked from the girl to Harry. When they didn't hear any arguments from Harry, they all wanted to be taught.

Harry agreed to tech them all everyday after the afternoon lessons untill Halloween, from there he was going to concentrate on winning the tournament. No one among them doubted that he would be picked.

The rest of the train ride was spent by playing Monopoly. After numerous times playing the game on every train ride, Harry and Luna were no longer winning every single round which made it more interesting for the others.

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"I welcome every single one of you from an admittedly exciting summer, quite from the start actually given the abrupt break off we had last year." Dumbledore started once the new firsties had been sorted. "Now before you start tucking in, I would like to address the issue of our DADA teacher."

The observant ones had noticed that their DADA professor from last year was missing on the Staff table. And neither was there a new addition so this announcement was very anticipated as Lupin had probably been the best DADA professor they had in years.

"Professor Lupin had a few personal issues to work out and will not be with us for the first two months of the school year and will be joining us again on Halloween this year." There was some applause though clearly people were still waiting for what he was building up to. "In the mean time, we shall have a new professor who will teach in his place and once he comes back, the two professors will come on an agreement on how to share the classes."

Harry knew Remus had gone to treat with some of the less violent werewolf packs to fight alongside the Order of the Phoenix when the war really started. He just hadn't been aware when Remus would be coming back, or who the interim teacher was going to be.

"Now without further ado." Dumbledore said as he gestured for the door. The candles dimmed and the double doors opened slowly, creaking ominously. "Allow me to introduce to you our newest professor."

Lightning flashed in the background and illumunated a slim figure in the doorway. Harry felt his breath catch when he recognized who it was just by the shape of their silhouette.

In the dim light, the figure seemed to float towards the staff table. Harry watched with a raised eyebrow as they reached the seat next to McGonagall and the lights came back to reveal who the person was.

"I present you, Lily Potter!"

There was a moment of silence as the students took a few seconds to recognize exactly who it was and then there was thunderous applause. The students had all seen what she had done at the Quidditch world cup in the prophet and those who grew up in the magical world all knew her legend from the war.

And most especially, she was the mother of the two most famous students in the castle. Literally every student was excited to meet her, each with their own reasons.

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Later that night.

"How could you not tell me?!" Hardwin demanded, quite dramatically in Harry's opinion. "How could you not tell me mom was coming to teach?"

"As unlikely as it sounds, I was just as surprised as you were when I saw her." Harry replied.

"Well, let's go see her then we can ask her."

"If you know where her quarters are, feel free to go once we are done with what we are doing."

"And what exactly are we doing?" Hardwin asked following behind his brother. Harry had his map out and navigation the halls with no difficulty, only he had yet to tell him where they were going.

"We are going to the seventh floor." Harry replied.

"And what's on the seventh floor?"

"Hopefully a horcrux." Harry said. "I copied the magical signature from the locket and imprited it on the locator. It should inform me if there is one with a similar signature in a certain radius."

"You really finished building the locator?"

"I did." Harry nodded. "And according to it, there are two items with the same signature like it in the castle. You, or rather your forehead and something else on the seventh floor."

"What about the others?"

"Unfortunately, the range is small so I can only tell when I'm nearby." Harry said as they walked out of a door and arrived on the seventh floor. "If all goes to plan, I'll know the location of all the others by the end of the school year."

"And how do you plan to go about that?"

"Just leave that to me, brother." Harry replied as he started running his hand along the wall. "For you, just concentrate on winning the dueling tournament with as much drama as possible."

"Wait, what tournament? I'm not entering any tournament." Hardwin paused. "You know I'm not an exhibitionist like you, Harry."

"It's not exhibitionism, brother." He said as he took a few steps back, his hand still on the wall. "It's called publicity. Starting this year, I want us to project an image of strength, show the magical world what we are capable of."

"I thought as a Slytherin you would want to hide your strengths and all that bollocks."

"We'll be showing them what we want them to see. Two boys, very powerful for their age and trying to bring back their house on the map." Harry said. "You wouldn't require your full power or skills to defeat even the most skilled Hogwarts students."

"So we show the world that we're powerful but without showing how powerful we really are. That's brilliant, Harry." Harry shrugged in self satisfaction.

Hardwin felt a little flare of magic as Harry walked by the same same spot of the wall for the third time and lifted an eyebrow as a door appeared. He had seen something similar with Harry's lab but the wall that time was only an illusion to hide the door.

This one, he was sure was no illusion. Harry opened the door and Hardwin followed. "Whoa, that's a lot of stuff."

The room they had entered was big, and there was all sorts of junk. There were old bookshelves with rotting books, numerous suits of armour, shields, things that he never even seen in his life. It seemed the room had at least every magical artifact that had ever been made and they were packed in the same room.

"How, in the bloody hell is anyone supposed to find something in here?" Hardwin moaned. "We could be here the whole night, or does the locator tell who the exact position?"

"Usually, yes but there are hundreds of dark artifacts in here, some just as dark as the horcrux that are messing with it." Harry said. "But I'm sure you will have better luck."

"Me? How?"

"Your scar reacts whenever you're in the vicinity of another horcrux or the Dark Lord himself." Harry said. "If that horcrux is in this room, then your scar must be at the very least prickling."

Now that Harry had mentioned it, he could feel it. There was some minute itching from his scar and from one direction, he could feel something, almost like a kinship. He started moving towards it and as he got closer, the feeling grew and the pain in his scar continued growing.

He kept walking untill Harry put his hand on his shoulder and stopped him. In front of him was a bookshelf filled with ancient books. Right in front of him were two big books and from between then he could see a glint of blue light.

Harry reached forward and pushed the two tomes apart to reveal a beautiful crown. It had a bird, a Raven with it's wings spread wide untill they met at the back to form a ring. Below the raven was a blue sapphire shaped like an oval. It was so beautiful that Hardwin wanted to get a closer look.

"What do you think you're doing?" Harry asked having caught his hand in a tight grip.

"That's the lost diadem of Ravenclaw, Harry." He looked at him incredulously. "Don't you want to see what it's capable of?"

Harry looked at him for a second before looking back at the diadem. "Reinforce your shields, brother."

"What?"

"This thing is messing with your mind because your shields are passive, reinforce them to the fullest."

Hardwin did what he was told and he felt his mind clear, suddenly remembering what the thing in front of him actually was. "Oh."

"Yes. Oh." Harry deadpanned as his dagger appeared in his hand. He used it to lift the horcrux from the bookshelf before lowering it to the ground. "I can't believe he would do something like this. Then again, after what he did to Slytherin's locket, I shouldn't be very surprised."

"You think the next one is going to be the sword of Gryffindor?"

"Well, if he continues with the theme of the founders, then there's Gryffindor's sword and Hufflepuff's cup." Harry said. "Along with the snake, that should make six and you would be the seventh."

"Seven horcruxes, huh." Hardwin mused. "It shouldn't be too hard."

"I just hope he doesn't just make new ones when he realizes that we have destroyed the others." Harry said and lifted his dagger to stab the diadem but he was stopped by Hardwin.

"Wait, what if he can tell when one is destroyed." He said. "He could hide the others much more securely and we wouldn't be able find them!"

"What do you suggest then?"

"Let's keep it." Hardwin continued. "Every single one we find, we keep them all somewhere safe untill we have all the others and destroy them all at once."

"That's quite thoughtful of you, brother." Harry said with a smile. "Too bad it's the horcrux talking."

Before Hardwin could do anything, Harry brought up his dagger and stabbed the blue sapphire.

"What? No!" Hardwin made to stop him but there was an explosion of magic as the horcrux was destroyed. The two brothers were lifted into the air and hurled across the room into bookshelves.

Harry caught the tail end up of a scream as the soul fragment died. He slowly picked himself up and walked over where Hardwin was lying. "You're alright, brother?"

"Yeah, I'm good." Hardwin groaned. "I hate it when people mess with my head."

"Perhaps after today you'll take your occulmecy training more seriously." Harry said and they went back to check on the diadem. The sapphire had been shattered in half and was no longer attached to the diadem itself.

Harry cast a couple of detection charms and sighed when he didn't pick up on any magic on it.

"Is it destroyed?"

"Yeah." Harry answered. "There is no magic in it at all, including whatever enchantments Rowena had put on it."

"I know you probably wanted to study it but, don't worry I'm sure you will find something even better in the future." Hardwin said. "Now that's two down, only four to go."

"Actually it's three." Harry said and Hardwin looked at him in confusion. "Remember the diary?"

"Oh, right. Sometimes I forget how this horcrux business started for us in the first place." He started heading for the door. "Let's go and have that chat with Mom."

Harry followed hoim out of the door and once it had disappeared, he turned to him. "Hey, why don't you go ahead. I have some business to take care of first."

"Sure."

As Hardwin left, Harry pulled out the map and looked for his target. He easily found her at the astronomy tower by herself. Taking a couple of secret passageways, Harry was there in a few minutes.

"Harry Potter." The ghost said. Her voice soft and nostalgic as always. "I thought you had forgotten about me."

"Hello, Helena." Harry greeted the ghost. "You know I'm literally incapable of forgetting."

"You ignored for the whole of last year."

"Well, the last time we talked, you were quite mad at me for bringing up your mother's diadem." Harry shrugged.

He had made it a point to befriend all the ghosts and paintings in his first two years at Hogwarts. They made for good spies and knew the castle better than everyone. It was how he had found all the secret passageways that he knew and he was sure not even the Marauders had known the castle like he did or the Weasley twins who now had the map.

"If I remember correctly, you tried to push me off this very tower for daring to mention it." Harry pointed out and the stoic ghost looked away from him. "I figured I would give you some space then."

"Clearly you've changed your mind about that." She stated dryly. "May I ask why?"

"Because of this." Harry retrieved the diadem and showed it her.

Helena recoiled away from him the moment she recognized it. "Keep that abomination away from me!"

She screeched at him and turned to flee.

"Wait!" Harry called and she came to a stop, unable to resist. "It's no longer a horcrux. I got rid of the dark magic Riddle put in it, if you extend your senses, I'm sure you will feel it."

There was a moment of silence for about half a minute before she slowly floated back. She leaned forward, her hands waving over the diadem in examination before she looked at Harry. "It's dead."

Harry nodded sympathetically. "Unfortunately, I couldn't think of any way of getting rid of the horcrux without breaking your mother's original enchantments. I'm sorry."

"No...I... thank you, Harry Potter." Helena said, silver tears streaming out of her eyes. "You have done something that I always wished I could. I always blamed myself for what that boy did to my mother's greatest creation. If I hadn't run away...if I_"

She broke into tears and Harry waited patiently. It wasn't like he knew could physically comfort her, all could do was stand there and wait for her to recompose herself like he had done numerous times before. She had confided in him before, telling him stories of growing up as the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw.

Her years at Hogwarts and how the Bloody Baron had come looking for her when she ran away with the diadem. However, that was as far as she usually ended. She never mentioned what happened to it after that and when Harry had tried to get her to tell him, she had gotten pretty upset.

"He was charming, you know." She said quietly. "He was alot like you actually, he could talk his way through anything and was very smart. He listened whenever I wanted him to, and knew just what to say."

Harry waited, this was a subject she had never talked about. He could guess that the person she was talking about was Riddle now that he knew she had been the one to tell him about the diadem.

"He told me things...things about himself that no one else knew about." Helena was still talking. "Told about his family, the family that he never knew about, the Gaunts..."

And just like that, Harry got an insight of the life of young Tom Riddle. The boy who would grow up to turn into the Dark Lord that he knew now. Helena told him of Riddle's life at the orphanage, of his life at Hogwarts, the Slug club and most importantly, the Gaunts and how Riddle got the claim of being the 'Heir of Slytherin'.

By the time Harry slipped into his bed, he had a very good idea on where to look for the rest of the horcruxes.

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The next day was a Sunday and while most of the students were sleeping in, Harry was seated in the kitchens early the next morning talking with Draco. Two weeks into summer, the blond boy had written Harry saying he wasn't having much luck and needed something to help.

Harry's only reply were there words written on piece of paper. Or rather a name. Tom Marvolo Riddle.

"Potter, I have no idea how you knew that name but if you knew what I would find, you wouldn't have asked me to look into it." Draco said before pausing. "You knew, didn't you?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Harry shrugged. "What I did know however was that if anyone could tell me all I wanted to know about it, it would be the Malfoys. So tell me, what did you find out."

"Before I tell you anything, you're going to have to tell me how you knew the Dark Lord's name."

"I have met the Dark Lord at least twice since I arrived here in first year." Harry said and Draco looked at him in disbelief. "It's a little hard not to know each other's names after that."

"You're serious!" He gaped. "He was here at Hogwarts, numerous times?"

"First year, he possessed Quirrell, second year he was petrifying students and every single time, me and my brother stopped him." He leaned forward. "Not much of a resume for the great and powerful Dark Lord, is it?"

"You're lying."

"We both know you don't believe that." Harry smirked. "Now tell me everything you know about Tom Riddle."

He didn't learn much that he hadn't learned from Helena yesterday. However, he learned that Lucius isn't so thrilled with the prospect of the Dark Lord returning and not just because he lost his diary.

Lucius had confided in his son that throughout the Dark Lord's reign, he had been afraid for his family's life. On more than one occasion, he had thought of running off back to their ancestral home in France but all had thought it better to stay because it would have been suicide to abandon the Dark Lord.

Lucius implored Draco to do everything to avoid the Dark Lord's attention if he came back. He hoped that he could manage to keep his attention from him and Narcissa if they didn't appear 'intresting'. He was going to do everything in his power to keep his family safe.

Draco didn't tell him any of this, he gleamed it from his mind. He watched the memory as Draco repeated the things Helena had told him. Harry considered this and made plans, he calculated and thought of the best way to use this information. And when he was done, everything leaned on meeting Lucius Malfoy.

"Potter, I'm not saying I'm scared or anything but the Dark Lord went to great lengths to keep this information hidden." Draco said once he was finished. "What happens when he finds out I know all this stuff."

"You needn't worry about that." Harry assured him. "That contract you signed makes sure that you don't any secret of mine under any circumstances. You won't be able to discuss anything I want you to keep secret with anyone, voluntarily or not."

"Not even Legilimency or veritaserum?" Harry nodded. "Well that's a relief. So what will you do with that information?"

Harry stared at him for a moment. "What I'm going to do is get you to a point where you can last against my brother for a minute."

"You think your brother can beat me?"

"I know you wouldn't last ten seconds against my brother." Harry said simply. "If you want to make a name for yourself, you need to do better than that in your own tournament. We shall be meeting right here on every Sunday morning."

While Draco spluttered, Harry walked out of the kitchens and left him by himself with the house elves. The blonde just knew he was going to have a very complicated relationship with Potter.

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"Welcome to your first DADA lesson this term." Lily Potter after taking the roll said, smiling at them all. "I have to admit I look forward to teaching this particular class, not just because of what I've been told about it."

It was Wednesday afternoon and the fourth year Slytherins and Gryffindors were having their first lesson with Professor Potter. Those who had been in her lesson before had already declared her the best DADA professor they have had, even better than Lupin.

"I have been told that this particular class is the most competitive and seeing that we are here to learn defense, then it is the perfect class." Lily was talking. "Now, what we will be learning first of all is 'Shields'."

There was excited murmuring from the students.

"Uhm, excuse me, Professor."

"Yes Ms. Granger."

"Don't you mean the shield charm?"

"Well, technically the Protego shield is one charm but the intention behind it is what determines what kind of shield is produced." Lily replied. "For example, it can be used in it's most basic form for blocking, or reflecting the spells back to the caster, absorbing the spells to become stronger and some times even as a physical shield to be used to smack your opponents around."

Hermione nodded along with the others. Tracey raised her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Davis?"

"What about Potter's shield?"

"Potter's shield?" Lily asked with a smile. "And which one is that?"

Tracey raised the newspaper which had Harry on the front page. "This shield, professor."

"Well, 'Potter's shield' as you put it is unfortunately not on the Hogwarts syllabus." Lily said. "If Mr. Potter is willing to teach us about it, that will be up to him."

Everyone in the class turned to him but he just shrugged so Lily went on.

"In the meantime, we shall be learning how to cast the Protego shield and the different ways we can use it." Lily leaned on her desk, looking at everyone sharply, and those that were usually around Harry could see where he got his gaze from, not just the eye color. "I'm usually a nice person and I prefer to stay that way most of the time, however, anyone who plans on disrupting my class in any way will find me far from nice."

Nobody said anything, if Lily was in any way similar to her two sons, no one wanted to find out what happens when she wasn't being 'nice'. Seeing that they were all properly cowed, Lily smiled brightly at them.

"Before we learn the shield charm, first we need to make sure that each one of you knows to cast at least two offensive spells." She said. "How many of you know how to cast both a stunner and knock-back jinx?"

The majority of the class did. Only Ron, Lavender and Parvati from Gryffindor and Crabbe and Goyle from Slytherin couldn't though they could cast at least one of each. Lilly had them all paired up and practicing the two spells while she personally instructed those who couldn't.

About thirty minutes later, they too could cast the spells so she started teaching the shield spell. She started by explaining the theory behind the spell, explained all there was about the Protego in it's basic form that was blocking.

When she felt that they had a firm grasp of it, she had them try it out. By the end of the lesson, a quarter of the class could do the shield flawlessly and even block the stunner and knock-back jinx. Of the remaining ones, half could cast it but it usually collapsed when hit by a spell and the other half couldn't cast it at all.

"Now, I want every one of you to help the other to practice so that by our next lesson on Friday each one of you can cast a proper shield." Lily said. "On Friday, we shall start helping those who can't before we can move on. So if you wish to progress faster, you've got to work together, make sure everyone is moving at the same pace. Have a good evening."

As the others left, Harry and Hardwin hang back. The two boys had been trying to get their mother for a chat for some time but they hadn't gotten the chance. It was made even harder when they found out that she wasn't staying at the castle but rather came from Potter Manor for her lessons and left there after.

"So, how did I do, boys?"

"You were absolutely brilliant, mom." Hardwin said with a wide grin and Lily smiled in response.

"I was, wasn't I?"

"Indeed." Harry said. "I think you're everyone's most favorite professor right now."

"I'm glad to hear that." She said as she sat down before she looked at them. "I'm guessing you're wondering what I'm doing here, then?"

Both nodded.

"I resigned from the ministry." Lily said and both of them looked at her in surprise.

"You can do that?" Hardwin asked.

"Normally, no but I wasn't a full-fledged unspeakable. I was just under contract, so long as I wanted to have access to James, I was to be one but I could leave whenever I wanted." Lily said. "All I had to do was give up access to your father."

"So now you can no longer check on him, see how he is progressing." Harry stated. "Why though, don't you wish to be close to him."

"I do, Harry." She replied. "But just staying there with him, I wasn't being much use really. I realized that I had a better chance at helping him from the outside than as an unspeakable."

"And you won't be held by their oaths or anything." Harry said and Lily nodded. "Which means you are free to tell us what his condition is without violating any secrecy oaths."

"Exactly." Lilly smiled brightly at him before it dimmed slightly. "To be honest with you, the whole time your father has been in the Department of Mysteries, nothing has changed about his condition. They're no closer to figuring out his problem than they were when he was first taken there."

"Then why don't we get him out of there?" Hardwin asked and Lily shook her head.

"Other than the fact that he was declared a ward of the ministry and we have no authority to get him out_" Lily started. "His condition makes him dangerous to his surroundings. His magic is in a constant state of destruction and he is being contained in a special room in the department. It's only because of that room that he hasn't leveled the whole London."

The twins were quiet as they considered Lily's words.

"If Dad is a ward of the ministry, doesn't the Lord of his house have a bigger claim on him?" Hardwin asked and the others frowned at him wondering where he was going but nodded all the same. "So, if there was a Lord Potter, he could claim him as a ward right?"

"Yes, he could." Lily said. "Unfortunately, Harry won't be becoming one untill he is seventeen. So it doesn't matter really."

"I actually hadn't even considered that." Harry said, smiling proudly at Hardwin. "That was bloody brilliant, brother."

"Language, Harry!" Lily smacked him over the head before pausing. "Well, that's a statement I haven't said in a long time. It's usually your brother that's swearing."

"That's because my brother is brilliant, mom." Harry said, grinning at her. "I never at any point even considered that being Lord Potter would allow father to come back home. If I had, I would have done something about it earlier."

"There's nothing to be done about it, Harry." Lily said even though Harry's smile was contagious. "Besides, you're forgetting about his condition and the fact that he could level the entirety of Scotland if we brought him to Potter Manor. Well, Hogwarts would probably survive."

"Well, you two are the smartest people I know." Hardwin said. "Between the two of you, it shouldn't be too hard to turn one of the rooms at Potter Manor into a replica of the one at the ministry and even make it better."

"Oh, Hardwin." Lily smiled as she hugged the boy in question.

"He is right, you know." Harry said from where he had moved to avoid being included in the hugging. "I'm sure you have looked at this... glorious room. We can recreate it at Potter Manor and have our father with us by summer. Hopefully, we can be able to work out a cure for him once we have an understanding on what is causing his problem."

"You all seem to be forgetting the fact that he is still a ward of the ministry."

"Just leave that to us, mom." Harry said taking his leave and completely ignoring Hardwin's cries for help from where he was still in Lily's arms. "I'll see you after supper, Hardwin."

"Hey, wait for uhph_"

"Come here, you sweet boy." Lily grinned as she pulled him back for another hug. "I didn't know you were such a sweetheart with words."

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That night, Lily was called away for a meeting for the Order of the Phoenix so she didn't get to meet Harry for their talk. Meanwhile in the boys' dormitory, Harry was preparing for something else and once he had put on his boots, he stood up and pulled on his favorite coat.

After taking stock of everything he needed, he picked up a piece of paper on which were areas of particular interest to him. He pocketed it and threw the invisibility cloak over his shoulders and silently walked out of his room, through the common room and the Hogwarts passageways.

Once he got out of the castle, he reached into an inside pocket and retrieved his brand new broom, a Nimbus two thousand one which he had purchased to replace the one he stole. Still under the cloak, he flew on his broom across the grounds untill he was out of the wards.

He landed softly and reached into another pocket to retrieve his travel-pocket watch. Using the watch, Harry felt the familiar sensation of a Port-key and braced himself. He landed perfectly, both feet on the ground and closed his eyes to shake off the disorientation.

When he opened them, they were slitted just like Meg's and he could see perfectly in the dark. Smiling grimly, Harry regarded the old building in front of him. It was so old that it was barely holding up, there was a sign saying that it was about to be demolished and Harry considered himself lucky.

He could barely make out the words Wool's Orphanage even with his improved sight. It was time to start the horcrux hunt.

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AN: A whole load of fluff here but I believe we got a good introduction to fourth year. This is going to be a long year fellas, so much is going to happen in fourth year so be ready.

The inter-house dueling tournament will start next chapter and most likely the Tri-Wizard tournament too, I can't say for certain, this story usually ends up developing a mind of its own.

As we draw close to the end of the Hogwarts arc, I welcome any suggestions on which crossovers you want the twins to interact with.