The next day he was sitting in Snape's office waiting.

"In these lessons I will attempt to break into your mind. Prepare yourself, legilimens!"

The next thing he knew he felt something in him. He tried the best he could but had trouble. A few hours later he was laying in bed with a big headache.

The next day he got a letter from his parents.

Dear Harry, Professor Dumbledore told us about your lessons. Try the best you can. We know it's hard but if you get it Voldemort will have trouble tricking you. Try the best you can. Mum and dad.

He sighed and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Matt said.

They had been trying to get closer since that night.

"Just a letter from mum and dad saying Dumbledore told them about the lessons and they want me to try the best I can."

"How? Everyone knows Snape hates us, mostly you."

"He probably hates me the most because I look exactly like dad."

"Probably. But he needs to get it through his head, you are more like mum then dad."

"Whatever."

As the time went on Harry and Matt had been getting closer and closer. Slow but getting there. Harry wasn't doing very good at his lessons with Snape. One night he was sitting there working on Occlumency.

Harry wasn't doing very good.

"Again! Legilimens!"

When he was hit by it he was trying the best he could. When Snape got out of him Harry was on the ground. As they worked on it he would be feeling pain.

A few hours later Snape was getting out of him and Harry was panting.

"Stop it!" he yelled.

"Is this what you call control?" Snape asked.

"We've been at it for hours if I could just rest-"

"The Dark Lord isn't resting. Control your emotions Potter, discipline your mind! Legilimens!"

"Protengo!" Harry yelled at the same time.

Then he was in his mind.

James shouted, "Come on Moony, Padfoot. Snape! Expelliamus!" Snape's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter. "Nice one James." "Impedimenta!" he said, pointing his wand at Snape, who was knocked off his feet halfway through a dive towards his own fallen wand. Students all around had turned to watch. Some of them had got to their feet and were edging nearer. Some looked apprehensive, others entertained.

"Enough!"

Harry then fell on the chair.

"Enough. Your lessons are at an end. Get out."

Then Harry left and headed to the owlery. Wrote his parents and uncles an owl and went to the common room.

He told his friends and brother what happened. And they were a little nervous now that he stopped.