I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER

Also, I have updated the last chapter, because I realized I had forgotten something, so if you have yet to see the new part added onto Harry's Gringotts visit, please go take a look

Thanks, and onto the story

Classes had been canceled until a Headmaster was chosen, and since Harry had yet to reveal his new status, they still were canceled. Walking out of the Great Hall, Dobby popped into Grimmauld Place where Dumbledore, Molly, Kingsley, Tonks, Moody, Remus, and Sirius sat. "Harry? How did you get here? And isn't the school year still going on?" Remus asked.

"Yes, except once Professor Dumbledore left, Lady Hogwarts appointed me Headmaster. I hope you don't mind sir." Harry grinned sheepishly.

The old man smiled while shaking his head. "Not at all my boy. You would be my first choice as my successor anyways, after Minerva of course. Is that all?"

"Before I went to Gringotts and removed a piece of soul in my scar- Voldemort's I figure- I had received a vision from Voldemort that he had captured Sirius and was holding him captive in the Department of Mysteries." Harry let out a shuddering breath. Sirius's eyes widened.

"I'm right here pup," he said, hugging Harry, who stiffened slightly at the unexpected contact. Sirius pulled back, frowning at the reaction.

Harry shook himself a little. "Thanks, Sirius. However, I just wanted to tell you that I have Amelia Bones' niece as a friend, so if you can inform Amelia what's going on, that would be great. Storm the place, and make sure Fudge knows about Voldemort really being back." he then popped out using Dobby. He appeared outside the library, bumping into Hermione.

"If it isn't the liar," she commented snidely, her lips curling into a sneer.

Harry frowned before saying, "I'm not a liar Hermione. I wish you could see that. What happened to the girl who was pretty much our sister? What happened to the girl that no matter what she would have her friend's back?"

"She was never there," Hermione growled before stalking away. Harry felt as if he had just been kicked under the bus where he was then run over. A hand grasped his shoulder, and he turned around to see Daphne looking at him worriedly.

"Are you ok?" She whispered, blue eyes meeting green. Harry sighed before nodding. "Can you tell me what that was about?" Daphne asked, and he nodded again.

"When I accepted to be Headmaster, the first thing I did was tell Hermione and Ron. Ron took it well since we both know that no matter how hard I try, it's impossible for me to have a normal year. However, Hermione said that no one in their right mind would choose me as Headmaster since I couldn't do anything if it weren't for her because I have no brain power. Ron then kicked her out of the room because he saw how much it had hurt me." he growled, and felt her hand take his own.

"Then she clearly doesn't know the real you, and how amazing you really are," Daphne whispered, looking into his eyes.

He smiled softly and squeezed her hand for a moment in thanks. "Come on, Hogwarts promise to train me in the RoR so I would have the power to back my position as Headmaster. Join me?" Daphne smirked.

"Sure." as the two walked away, not noticing they still were holding hands, Ron stepped out from behind the corner with a smile.

"He deserves this." he murmured, forcing down the more immature side of him that hated Slytherins with every fiber of his being.

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For the rest of the day, Hogwarts trained Harry and Daphne. They had made the room slow down time so a single hour outside would equal a whole month inside. The pair walked out with the knowledge of performing wandless magic, changing into his animagus form without time delay, how to wield a sword, how to duel and use spell chains, and many obscure spells from the past. Hogwarts also helped get Harry up to speed in Runes and Arithmancy for his year level, and told them to continue to study in their own time.

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The Great Hall filled with whispers as Ron, Neville, Terry, Luna, Susan, Justin, and Draco all walked in and sat down together. The doors opened, and Daphne walked in, alone. Joining the group, the whispers grew in level. "Honestly, should it really be so surprising?" Daphne muttered, and the group shook their heads in sadly.

Suddenly, the doors exploded open, and footsteps were heard echoing throughout the room. A tall, muscular person walked into the room with calm, measured paces. Jet black hair with emerald green streaks, tanned skin, focused green eyes, and a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. He wore a crisp black suit with a dark emerald green tie and shiny black dress shoes. "I, Lord Harrison James Potter-Black Gryffindor Slytherin Ravenclaw, claim the position of Headmaster." a bright flash of magic sealed the proclamation, and silence followed.

And then the students erupted into pandemonium.

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Harry held up a hand, and the students fell silent again. "I know that many of you will be against me being chosen, just as I know many will accept it. I say this now, there will be many changes to this school, and I want you all to accept that it will be for the better. I want you all to know, that I will not be making my decisions alone. Council, please stand." The group stood and made their way to stand by him.

Neville stood straighter, Draco's cold mask of indifference slid into place, Terry smirked, Justin stood calmly, Ron's eyes grew serious, Susan had a relaxed but cautious posture, Luna's dreamy expression shattered into a serious look, and Daphne gave a dangerous smirk. Power rolled off of the group, and behind them, was the illusion of a roaring black dragon with flames climbing high. Their house crests changed to the symbol of a dragon, and Harry stood at the center with a dangerous smile.

"Just know this, no matter how much power we have, we will protect you to our last breath. We are the Dragon Council. Our blade is your blade, our magic is your shield. You can come to us with any issue you have, and you can accept the fact that we will try our hardest to do a good job." Harry's voice rang clear, and the students burst into cheers. "Now, next week you all go back home. When you return, this school will have changed! There will be more classes, more things to do, and better protection. I hereby resume the classes you all have, and ask for you all to enjoy the rest of your time here." He said, and the students left to their classes, chattering away excitedly.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" One Hermione Granger shrieked. "HOW DARE YOU LIE TO THE ENTIRE SCHOOL! EVERYONE KNOWS THAT YOU CAN'T BE HEADMASTER! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING WITHOUT ME AFTER ALL!"

Harry ignored her in favor of talking with Neville. "So I was thinking of increasing the wards here, and for the train, along with-"

Hermione fumed at being ignored, and leveled hr wand at Harry's back. "REDUCTO!" Hermione screeched, and Harry held up a hand and caught the curse, letting it fizzle out.

"Hermione Jane Granger, you have one last chance. Leave here before I see you expelled for attacking me." Harry said calmly, and Daphne put a hand over his. Hermione looked back and forth between the two before running to class.

"You good?" Neville whispered, with Daphne glancing at him in concern.

"I'm fine. She's just another hater to me now. She holds no leverage against me." Harry said coldly before returning to discuss further protections for the school with the council.

Timeskip to the End of the Year Feast

"Today marks the end of an era here in Hogwarts. And yet, today also marks the beginning of a brighter future. Be prepared for many letters from us here, informing you about new classes, classes that will be erased, new teachers, fired teachers, and more. Now, this year, because of how hectic it was, I am sorry to say there is no house cup this year. It will be back though! Now, dig in!" Harry grinned, and the students applauded his speech before starting to stuff their faces with food. Harry sighed as he smiled down at the students.

"I can't believe this actually is happening." he said, and Ron laughed quietly.

"I'm surprised that we didn't expect it. We should've, considering all the trouble you've gotten us into over the years!" Ron exclaimed, giving Harry an accusing look that everyone could see through. Harry pouted, and sulked a bit while grumbling how it wasn't like he tried to get into those situations.

Once all the students left the next morning, Harry stood in the middle of the Great Hall, his friends guarding the entrances. He charged his magic, chanting under his breath. A physical bubble of magic surrounded the castle, shining brightly with magic. These were the upgraded and updated wards of the school. Harry nodded tiredly to Neville, who signaled to the others it was safe. "Alright, now that we've upgraded the school wards, we can get properly started on the full day ahead of us." Harry said, gratefully taking the pepper-up potion from Luna's hands. "I've called in a team of people that will help clean out the Forbidden Forest. I want Ron and Susan to go with them-"

"Why the bloody hell would you send me Harry?!" Ron spluttered as he waved off Susan's scolding for his language.

"Because I think it's time you get over your fear, or at least come to better terms with it. Ron, as you are now, all a Death Eater has to do to beat you is conjure a spider. I don't want you to die because of this overwhelming fear of spiders you have!" Harry retorted, and the group grew slightly somber at the reminder of the upcoming war they had on their hands. "Now then. We also need to have new teachers for the many new classes we are going to add. Neville and Luna, I want you to post ads for the teachng positions, and interview anyone who signs up."

"We can do that Harry, just one question. How do we handle the people that we want to say no to?" Neville asked before shrinking back as many people looked at him, startled. Harry's face broke into a proud grin before replying,

"Just tell them that they didn't meet the qualifications that we need for such an upstanding school," Harry said in a rough imitation of Malfoy, earning a few laughs and a mock glare from the boy in question, "and if they get difficult, just call for one of us to help." Neville nodded meekly as Luna happily bounded away towards the owlery.

"Next, I want Terry and Draco to start helping Hogwarts in changing up the castle to make it more comfortable. I suggest you start with the house common rooms. Justin, contact Gringotts and go on a shopping spree for supplies for that supplies store we're going to have. All you have to do is show the goblins our dragon symbol, and you can grab some money from the founders' vaults." Harry said, and they all nodded before rushing off to do their jobs.

"So, what am I going to be doing Headmaster?" Daphne asked teasingly, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"You're going to help me clean out the castle." he replied.

"Clean out the castle?" Daphne asked, puzzled.

Harry loosened his tie and took off the suit's jacket before replying, "In the RoR, there's a room full of things hidden there by students over the years. I would bet my position as Headmaster that has to be at least a few dark items in there." Daphne blushed faintly upon seeing his well-sculpted muscles through his shirt.

"I see." she murmured, and the two made their way to the Room of Requirements. Harry waved his hand around, casting multiple detection spells.

"Dobby!" he called.

"Master Harry Potter sir?" Dobby asked eagerly as he popped into the room.

"Move everything imbued with dark magic out to the grounds, Daphne and I will get the rest." Harry asked, and Dobby nodded furiously as he said,

"Dobby cans do that Master Harry Potter sir." Dobby snapped his fingers, and in a loud crack, many of the things in the room, including a vanishing cabinet, had been popped out to the grounds. Seeing that his task was one, Dobby popped away again. Harry asked the room to organize everything, and it did. "Alright, why don't we have a garage sale when the students come back next year?" Harry asked cheerfully.

"The students would love that, especially ones that are harder pressed for money. This will be a good way to have the students start to go to us for help." Daphne noted, getting a confused look from Harry. "The students that are harder pressed for money, will realize that we actually aren't just telling them placating words if we do this. They will think that if we do this once, we might do it again, and again. Which means less issues for their family when it comes to spending money on school supplies." she explained, and Harry blinked. He hadn't thought of it that way.

"I guess this is why I need Slytherins on my side." he laughed, getting a smirk from the female Slytherin. He looked back at the many pies of things the room had organized. "Alright, first we have to look over everything to make sure that everything we sell will still be useful. Like a broken quill won't have any use at all." He said, holding up a shattered inkwell.

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An hour later, they still had three-quarters of the room left to sift through. Harry closed up a trunk he had searched and turned around to say something when he found his face only about an inch apart from Daphne's. Their eyes widened in shock before they scrambled backward. "Sorry!" Harry apologized, waving his hands around in front of him.

"It's fine. It wasn't your fault," she muttered, blushing faintly. Harry let out a sigh before turning back to the stack of trunks. Daphne shifted through a pile of old textbooks, as she pushed back the blood that had rushed to her cheeks. The two continued to work in silence for another half an hour when Harry pulled out a potion under stasis from a trunk he had unlocked. A small label could be seen on the bottle, and while the handwriting was faded, Harry made out the words "liquid imperious". Startled, he put the bottle to the side as he heard a loud crash from behind the stack of textbooks.

"Daphne!" he yelled, sprinting over to see her laying on the floor holding her head in pain. "Are you ok?" he asked worriedly, kneeling down beside her.

"I'm fine." she groaned.

"What happened?"

"Pulled out a textbook which apparently had supported other textbooks, and they all came crashing down," she muttered, rubbing her head. Harry nodded and picked her up bridal style. "H-hey! Put me down! I'm fine!" she stuttered. He grinned while shaking his head.

"I'm sure you are, but I'm taking you to Madam Pomfrey anyways. Besides, we need a break," he said and walked out of the room before starting to jog his way to the Hospital Wing. Daphne just sighed in resignation before closing her eyes. Lulled by Harry's heartbeat, she fell asleep. Looking down, Harry's eyes softened upon seeing the young Slytherin's calm and peaceful face. Opening up the door to the Hospital Wing, Harry called out, "Madam Pomfrey!"

The mediwitch bustled into the room, and the moment her eyes landed on him, she groaned. "Just what trouble have you gotten yourself into this time, Mr. Potter?"

Harry grinned cheekily. "Not me. But I was hoping you could get a headache potion for Daphne here? She hit her head in a fall." Madam Pomfrey walked to her cabinet, grumbling about cheeky youngsters. Handing him the potion, she said,

"Make sure she drinks all of it." With that, she walked back to her office. Harry gently set Daphne down on a bed before shaking her awake.

"Daphne. Wake up," he whispered. Daphne mumbled something under her breath, slowly blinking open her eyes. Seeing Harry so close to her, she blushed faintly before looking around.

"So you really did bring me here."

"Of course! Now, drink up." the young Headmaster ordered, and she reluctantly drank the potion.

"Disgusting," she muttered, wiping her mouth as her headache clearly instantly, "but thanks."

"I'm going to check up with the others before heading back to the Room of Requirement. Wanna join me?" he asked, holding out his hand. Smiling, she took his hand.

"Naturally."