A/N: To clear up some misconceptions some of you might have: The muggle things that Turias will teach Harry isn't in the schedule that the teachers prepared for the two as a guideline. Turias is just teaching him it because he thinks it would help him. Remember, Turias' first life was living out one of the worst-case scenarios of what Harry's life was, so he's trying to teach him some things that he wished he had known. It would have given him an edge, but also that Turias likes teaching, if he teaches someone that wants to learn. In hindsight I could have made that clearer.

Chapter Echo

The first year had passed in much the same way as the first month, with monthly check-ins to make sure that Turias and Harry were learning the material that was required of them. The extra material that Harry was learning from Turias was never brought up by Harry, and whether that was from Harry being grateful for learning something more or shyness on his part to ask, Turias was grateful. He was okay with letting someone know that he knew a great deal more, but he didn't want the others to know just how knowledgeable that Turias was. He was part Slytherin, after all.

That wasn't to say that it passed without anything significant happening. There was, to begin with, Hallowe'en. The events of Hallowe'en had reminded Turias of the events that had transpired when he was eleven years old in his first year. He wouldn't let that happen again. After the Troll incident, to which he had saved Hermione Granger from death, having split off from the crowd to deal with the pest named mountain troll, Turias had only felt slightly bad that Ms. Granger had the image of a troll exploding ingrained in her memory.

He had also taken the thing masquerading under the name Professor Quirrell out, without a lick of shame. He was surprised by the wraith that had fled the now-turned-ash body, as he hadn't remembered the part about Tom being a parasitic wraith, only that the Professor had been after the Philosopher's Stone and that he had to die.

He was saddened by the fact that he had the missed opportunity to capture the smoky being. It would have been fun.

The Professor's absence hadn't gone unnoticed, though. It was eventually assumed that the vampire the man had said was after him, had gotten him, and then the ever-indifferent wizards and witches had only gone about with hiring a new person for the position. For the time being, Professor Dumbledore had stepped in temporarily as the defence professor.

It didn't take long for Dumbledore to figure out the situation. He had been contacted by his old mentor, Nicholas Flamel, and the man wished to become the potions professor, if it was available. Professor Snape quickly agreed to become the DADA teacher, and the newly vacant position was given to the six-hundred-plus year-old man.

The change took place over the course of the holidays, and during that time Turias and Harry had opted for staying at Hogwarts. Turias had gotten Harry some gifts for him, and lo and behold, Harry had gotten an invisibility cloak from someone. Harry had also gotten a gift from his half-giant friend Hagrid, and it was quite possibly the most important for Harry, as sentimental as it was.

In that time Turias had gotten the opportunity to out himself as being the human phoenix to his younger friend, Nicholas. He did it publicly, too. Or, at least public in the sense that anyone that had stayed during the holiday and had been early enough to breakfasted to witness the odd spectacle in a wizarding society.

Turias was speaking in sign language with the infamous man. Of course, being wizards and therefore generally without a need to develop an entirely new language and subsequently a sub culture, the magicals without any roots in the muggle world thought the two as barmy. Dumbledore even adopted a slightly confused expression on his face as to what his mentor was doing.

Turias and Nick knew this, and they having shared the same taste in humour, were enjoying the circumstances thoroughly.

Even better was how it started.

Turias had spotted Nick first, as per usual when he had been born into a new body. And, as per usual when he was in a younger body, and had not seen Nick in so long, Turias had stalked the poor man for a while before he pounced, literally.

In the great hall, as breakfast was just served, Nick and his wife Pernelle - or Penny - were walking in for said breakfast. That was, until Turias' preteen body had impacted Nick's leaving them both sprawled on the floor. Nick had given a very undignified squawk of indignation, while Turias had just vocalised a boyish sound of delight; Turias was still hugging/holding onto Nick's neck when Nick had managed to get to his feet.

Penny - a nickname by which Turias had given her in her early life, and had been the only one afforded that luxury - had assumed correctly as to who was the one that attacked her husband with hugs, and was giggling in delight at the spectacle.

"It's been a hundred years for me, old friend," Turias whispered into Nick's ear.

His only reply was, "Twenty." Then, followed by a question, "Which number are you up to?"

They let go, and Turias had dropped to his feet to look up at Nick with a single raised eyebrow. "So, after you become silent about your true age, then." He nodded understandably, but the grown man had a distinct air of disappointment about not being afforded that knowledge. It was funny to Turias that even after all the years Nick had been alive, he could still act like a kid at heart. He was glad for this, too, as he was pretty sure that if he lost that, he would lose his longest friends.

They were his only constant in his accursed existence, and he really didn't want to lose them. He didn't want to live that kind of life.

After that initial part of their meeting, Turias had started off with saying a few things in sign language, and then asking after the last twenty years of the couple's lives. He was amused that Nick hadn't been able to recreate what he had taught Penny. At the look of Nick's frustration, he had finally given him a hint, and that was to touch up on some mundane courses.

After their touch up, and discovering that Nick and Pernelle were deciding to adopt another child as the last child that they had adopted at least in spirit was Albus Dumbledore. Turias had suggested for them to adopt one Harry Potter. After all, they would meet and exceed what the public would want for the boy to live with, and Harry himself did need to be placed in a different home. Soon. Turias did not want Harry to live through what he, himself had. No child should go through that treatment.

They agreed to look into it, and Turias knew that that meant they would probably do it, as they would be willing to go from his word alone.

An interesting fact about privacy spells, and translation charms were that they were fallible. An experience person could overcome any privacy spell, if they knew how, and a translation charm could only be able to translate that which was already part of the spell when it was made. It was one of the reasons why Turias had learned, and taught his close friends sign language, because they could communicate freely in public, and there was no translation charm for it. Add onto the fact that it was extremely unlikely that a magical would be able to know what they were doing, let alone know the language, it was a fairly secure way to have a conversation.

It was also why the Headmaster with the really big nose was so confused, and slightly frustrated. He wanted to know what was going on between his old mentor and father figure, and the child from a Dark background.

To him, the interaction looked like the two were talking animatedly, yet their mouths were not moving, which led the old looking man to think a privacy charm was at play. But despite his expansive knowledge of the subject, he could not do anything that would overcome it. That led the man to think that it was an issue of language barriers. He wasn't wrong, but every and all language charms he tried did not work. He even tried a charm that would normally be able to, after a time of the language being used for an extended time, create a translation charm for it. However, even that did not work.

It probably had something to do with the charm using complex algorithms to differentiate the different sound waves, and then translate it into another language - using algorithms to determine which ones to use as well. Sense there was no voice to go off of, it didn't work. The old Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry did not know this.

Others were in a similar state as the Headmaster, and it was not limited to the Slytherin populace, despite what lesser magicals would assume. The only one there that knew what was being said was Penny, and she was completely content to let the boys catch up before she would have anything worthwhile to say.