Title: Stars and Stones

Rating: T

Summary: Harry Dresden, the Winter Knight for the Winter Court, finds himself in the body of a boy name Harry Potter. Karrin Murphy is in the body of Hermione Granger. Now they both have to go through the next seven years, this Harry much more free thinking then a normal eleven year old should be and with the same problems as always. Crossover of the Dresden Files!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Butcher's characters and I'm making nothing from this.

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

Potions took place down in the dungeons, where all potions needed to be made at. At home he wouldn't think of doing any of his work above ground. Too many things could happen if you weren't careful. When they entered the Slytherin's took their places on the left while the Gryffindor's took their places on the right. I had made sure that I remembered where all my ingredients were so that I didn't mess up. Snape came in and started a speech that I had a feeling that he had done millions of times. I mentally groaned at the look on Malfoy's face.

Someone is a fanboy.

"Mr. Potter, I see that you can't afford to pay attention," Snape said, "With your father's money you should be able to afford to do that."

A couple Slytherin's snickered at what he had said.

"Bite me," I hissed and Malfoy groaned.

The look on Snape's face was murder but I didn't care.

"Potter, since you have a mouth then you will serve detention. Of course if you answer my questions then I won't use your body parts for potion ingredients."

I saw Malfoy groaning, but I didn't believe that his threat had any bases in reality.

"Fine," I said.

"Where would you go if I asked you to find me a Bezoar?"

"In the stomach of a goat," I answered, grinning at him.

"What is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfbane?"

"Same plant," I answered, "Really, these are easy answers."

"What would I get if I mixed powdered root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?"

"The Drought of Living Death and a coffin," I answered.

"I didn't need the additional answer," he hissed and then he came over and grabbed a seat, setting down right in front of me, "Look right at me, Potter, and listen very carefully."

I didn't look at him.

"I said LOOK AT ME."

The force of his words made me look up and I felt myself go into a soulglaze. Snape's soul was a twisted world of dead trees, burnt grass, and the screams of people. I saw a boy with shoulder length hair raising his hands to defend himself from a man that I could feel the hate coming from him. A woman was in chains, telling me that she couldn't do anything. Another version of the same person watched as a girl that he liked took the hands of a boy, who had a nasty grin on his face.

Chains came up and wrapped around his arms and legs, blood coming from the wounds that were given to him. Two men controlled him, one of them was the Headmaster and the other was a wizard that was dripped with blood and he looked like a snake. They grabbed their end of the chains and pulled Snape in different directions. I was pulled out of the glaze and I saw the white face that was staring at me. I never know what people see when they look into my soul, but it's never good.

I had done things that had almost gotten be killed by the White Council and I was sure that he could see that. That meant that he knew that I wasn't really Harry Potter. He got to his feet and I could feel Malfoy's eyes on me. I decided to get up and leave, I was too shaken by what I had seen in his own soul.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Malfoy asked me.

"Nothing," I lied.

It was lunch and I figured that he had figured out that I would be there.

"You're not eating," he said.

"Sorry, not hungry," I told him.

"So what happened? I mean, Snape didn't even take points off for your tone."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You soulglazed, didn't you?"

I stared at him.

"My father told me that really powerful wizards can do that. He also told me what to look for when it's done. Most of the old families know about it."

"Yeah, I did it," I confessed.

"Dear lord, you saw into Uncle Sev's soul," he said, "I'm surprised that you're still alive."

"It's twisted," I told him.

"Yeah, he was a Death Eater," Malfoy said, "He did things that father told me that I'm not allowed to know about."

"Who were the other figures?" I asked him and then I told him what I had seen.

"Probably the Potter's," he said, "If the Mud-the muggleborn girl had red hair."

"She had red hair," I said.

"Then it was her," he said.

"So that's why he hates me," I said.

"It took a soulglaze for you to know that," Malfoy said, shaking his head. "So what did Uncle Sev see?"

"You don't want to know."

That afternoon I was finally able to see Karrin. She looked better and I told her what had happened. She looked horrified when I told her what had happened. She knew about the soulglaze and what it could do to someone.

"Do you think that he knows," she said.

"I think he knows and I think that he's going to tell the Headmaster," I said to her, "I don't like that."

"Yeah, but he forced it on you."

"I don't think that he knew," I reasoned, "When someone knows that a wizard can look into your soul, they avoid the eyes. He didn't know, which means that he most likely didn't know that it could be done. Malfoy mentioned that the old families know about the soulglaze and what to look for when it's being done."

"And that's how he figured out that you were doing one."

"Correct," I said.

"This is turning out to be a strange week," she said.

"I'm going to agree."

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Severus POV

"So he's not our Harry," Dumbledore said when I told him what had happened.

"Correct," I said.

"And what did you see when you looked into his soul?"

"He's made deal with demons, fey, he's even killed."

Dumbledore looked at me.

"And what deal with fey did he make?"

"To kill his master, sir," I said, "Headmaster, he's the Winter Knight."

That was something that I knew that Dumbledore wasn't expecting.

"Watch him," Dumbledore ordered. "I have a feeling that he's going to act just like he always does."

I nodded, not sure what he meant by that.