Harry Potter and the Magic of Nature and Change

by Darth Lazy

Harry decides to learn from Sirius the summer after he meets him and learns everything about magic and Animagi. As the year progresses, he finds that being an Animagus is not as appealing as it seems to be... it's better than that.

6. Barriers and Thoughts

Harry woke up with a groan. He was in his dorm, and he and Neville would be going with Minerva to Ollivander's after breakfast.

Harry got out of bed, then he stumbled to the bathroom and washed up.

He changed, then he went to the Gryffindor common room.

No one was in the common room except for Hermione, who was sitting in the corner of the room and reading a book.

Hermione looked up and saw him, then she jumped up and walked over to him. "H-Heir Potter." She said hesitantly.

"Miss Granger." Harry said. "Is there a reason you wish to speak to me?"

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry." Hermione said unsurely. "I realized that I should have at least told you, or tried to save you."

Harry was unmoved. "Did Dumbledore tell you to attempt to fix your relationship with me?"

Hermione nodded. "But that's not why I'm doing it. I was actually wrong, and I realize that, and I'm trying to make it up to you."

"Prove it." Harry said.

"How?" Hermione asked. "I can't just magically tell you that I regret it, and you'll believe me, or something."

"On the contrary, you can." Harry said. "Magical oaths are real in this world."

Hermione paled. "If that's what it'll take to prove it to you, then ok." She said quietly. "How do you want me to word it?"

"Come with me." Harry briskly walked past her towards the exit.

Hermione followed him after a moment.

He walked out of the Gryffindor common room, then he took her to a spare room, and made a privacy dome.

"Ok, Hermione." Harry said. "If you want to, you can back out once I tell you the wording I want, but keep in mind, either way, we won't be back to being best friends."

Hermione took a deep breath. "I understand."

"Ok." Harry said. "I want you to swear on your magic that you truly regret acting as a spy on me for Dumbledore, and that you won't ever willingly spy on me for him or his associates again, nor will you ever willingly spill my secrets."

"Alright." Hermione said meekly, then she raised her wand. "I swear on my magic that I truly regret acting as a spy on Harry Potter for Professor Dumbledore, and I won't ever willingly spy on Harry Potter for Professor Dumbledore or his associates again, nor will I ever willingly spill his secrets."

Hermione raised her wand again. " Lumos. " She incanted, and a light appeared at the tip of her wand.

"Good." Harry said. "Now, I want to understand, why did you do all that?"

Hermione's eyes began to shimmer. "When I figured out I was a witch, Professor McGonagall visited me, and she explained everything and told us about Professor Dumbledore. The next week, Professor Dumbledore came to our door. He told us that you were a troubled child who was suffering a magical disease, and would die by the time Hogwarts was over. He said the disease was caused by the curse in your scar, and he asked me to be friends with him and to keep an eye on him for you. My parents advised me to do so and to try to bring happiness into your short life, so I agreed. Then I came to Hogwarts, and our first meeting went by interestingly. The next day, Dumbledore called me to his office and introduced me to Ron again, and said that I would be working with him. Then on Halloween, he had us stage the argument, so you would add me to your friend circle. Then the troll came, and you saved me. I'm not sure if that was staged as well, but I still owe you for that, because if you hadn't appeared, I still would have died. The rest of the year mostly went the way you thought it did, I weekly went to Professor Dumbledore's office and told him what you did. By the way, Ron sacrificing himself in the chess game was what Dumbledore told him to do. I guess it was because he wanted you to learn to sacrifice yourself. Then the next year came by, and Ron was told to shun you, and Ron was not at all hesitant to do that, because you were a Parselmouth. Dumbledore told me that was the call sign of Dark Wizards, so I was cautious about you, but I ignored it, because I wanted to help you before you died. Then I was petrified, and Dumbledore stuck the piece of paper that you found in my hand. Then you know how the rest of the year went. When third year came by, I was slowly coming to the realization that I was spying on you, rather than keeping an eye out for you. We didn't know Sirius was innocent until you did, but most of our actions were ordered by Dumbledore, including the Firebolt confiscation. Then the year ended, and we went back home. Then you went missing, and he came to our house and asked us if we had any information. Then after he left, my parents asked me what was going on about you. When I told them, they were appalled that I was just going along with it, and extremely disappointed in me. They didn't even talk to me for two days, that's how disappointed they were. Then Dumbledore visited us before the World Cup, and somehow he found out that I was thinking of no longer spying on you. He spoke to me alone, and threatened to make my parents forget me, then after a year, he would kill them. When I finally stood down, he promised me with your library. I promise you, Harry, this is how it happened."

Harry was somewhat worried at the end of her tale, but not specifically for her. "When did you plan to talk to me before breakfast?"

"Last night, before you saw us in Dumbledore's office." Hermione said confusedly.

"Then we have to hurry before he messes around with your parents." Harry said.

Hermione paled. "Then we have to go home! He might kill my parents!"

Harry grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Think about your house, Hermione."

She did, and Harry looked into her mind briefly and found the image of the place. He turned into his phoenix form, then he flashed them there, and returned to his human form.

He walked through the open door, and sensed a magical individual on the second floor, along with another individual.

Harry ran upstairs towards the magical signature, Hermione following him.

He found them in a bedroom, with Dumbledore pouring a potion down the throat of a woman who looked somewhat like an older version of Hermione, and a dead body of a male laying on the floor.

Dumbledore noticed them. "You weren't supposed to be here this early." He said in a panicked tone, and disapparated.

"Dad!" Hermione shouted, and she rushed over to the dead body.

Harry made a protective dome over the bedroom, then he laid a hand on Hermione's shoulder as she started to shake with tears.

He looked at Hermione's mom, who's eyes seemed weirdly vacant.

"Who are you?" She asked.

Hermione looked at her. "Mom, it's me!"

"I don't know who you are." Hermione's mom said, backing up to sit in a corner of the room. "All I know is that I'm Emma."

"Ok, Emma." Harry said, crouching down to look her in the eyes. "Will you help me to help you find out who you are?"

"How?" Emma asked.

"Just look me in the eyes." Harry said.

She did, and Harry dove into her mind, and found almost all of it blocked by a very strong barrier. Harry wasn't sure how Albus was able to make a barrier that strong through a potion, but he proceeded to unleash his magic at it and break it.

Unfortunately, the best he was able to do was make small cracks in the border, so he fully unleashed his magic, tuning into his manticore form. When he blasted at the barrier, he made pieces of the wall break and fall off, but overall, he wasn't destroying the wall at all.

Mentally sighing, he decided to take a different approach. He made thousands of tendrils out of his magic, and almost seductively wrapped the tendrils through the wall. Slowly, he wrapped his magic all over the wall, and then with one move, he snapped the barrier into dust, then he left her mind.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in bed on top of a woman with closed eyes who looked like a much sexier version of Emma, then she opened her eyes, revealing them to brown.

Harry rolled off her. "How did we get into the position?" He asked.

"I don't know, but I know that I can remember now." Emma groaned as she sat up.

"Mom?" Hermione asked in an unsure tone.

"Come here, 'Mione." Emma said, opening her arms for Hermione.

Hermione jumped into her arms and began to sob.

Harry looked on awkwardly, then he realized that his magic was still wild, so he held it in, going to lion form.

(A.N.: From now, his magic will either be wild/let go or he will have it held back, I'm not going to describe changing from manticore to lion everytime.)

Eventually, Hermione's sobs died out, then she got out of Emma's lap, and they both wiped the tears out of their eyes.

"Mom, what happened to you?" Hermione asked, looking at Emma.

Emma looked at herself. "I'm not very sure."

"I may have an answer." Harry said. "These days, I usually keep my magic held back, because my aura usually has people cowering from its size and strength. But when I broke the barrier, I had to let my magic go, and then I basically had to seep my magic into her."

"So now, I'm a magical person?" Emma asked.

"Yes." Harry said.

"But then why do I suddenly have such a…" she gestured at her body. "Such a knockout look?"

"Like I said, I'm very strong, magically." Harry said. "During summer, I lived with several people. For the most part, I left my magic wild, because it feels better. My magic seeped into all of them, and if you compare them to pictures right before they lived with me, they all look ten times better."

Emma stood up, then she looked sorrowfully at her husband's body. "Pity he died before he could see me like this."

"Mom?" Hermione asked questioningly.

Emma sat down next to her late husband's body. "Hermione, dear, our marriage wasn't very strong for a long time. Dan was very disillusioned with me, and constantly had affairs. We both still loved you, so we kept it going for a long time. Haven't you ever wondered why we never slept in the same room?"

"So-" Hermione's voice broke. "All of those lady friends Dad brought weren't for threesomes?"

Emma laughed, but there wasn't much humor in the laugh. "I'm sorry Hermione, but they weren't. We were just good friends, and occasionally, if I pushed him, he'd have sex with me. But that wasn't very frequent, maybe about twice a year, max. I still loved him," her voice turned bitter, "always did. But it didn't matter. He didn't love me, he just wanted a child, then he went to be a playboy. If he loved me as well, and took care of my needs, I wouldn't mind. But he said he was turned off by me, and sometimes he fucked whoever he brought in my room while I was right outside."

Hermione was silent for a while.

After a while, Emma sighed, then she closed Dan's eyes, kissed his lips one last time, then she stood up with a sigh. "Where's your friend?" She asked.

Hermione looked at her dad sadly, then she stood up. "I don't know, I guess he left the room while we were talking."

"He looks like a nice guy, he left for our private conversation." Emma said. "He's got a nice body too, and he gave me this knockout body too." Emma slapped her ass, and it jiggled nicely with the right amount of sound.

"Mom!" Hermione exclaimed abashedly.

"What?" Emma asked, squeezing her boobs in her hands as she exited the room. "Don't you see this MILF bod? I've got to feel it!"

Hermione closed her eyes. "I don't want to see or hear you do or say that."

"Ok, I'm done." Emma said.

Hermione opened her eyes to see Emma's boobs right in front of her eyes, and she turned around, causing Emma to laugh.

"Alright, alright, I'm done." Emma said teasingly. "But who's that friend of yours?"

"Mom, he's my age." Hermione said exasperatedly.

"He doesn't look like it at all." Emma protested. "But if he is, then what's his name?"

"Harry." Hermione said as they walked down the stairs.

"The Harry?" Emma asked, looking at her daughter. "The one you were spying on for the shithead that killed Dan?"

"Yes." Hermione said.

"Well, he didn't look sick at all." Emma said.

"That's because I healed myself, with the help of two friends." Harry said, and they looked at the direction of his voice to see him sitting at their breakfast nook. "Nice house, Hermione, but I'm afraid you two will have to move out."

Emma looked at him. "You look and act too old to be fourteen."

"Well I am." Harry said. "Dumbledore wasn't wrong when he said I was a troubled child, he just failed to mention he orchestrated things so that I would grow to be troubled."

"Well, I apologize for telling my daughter to go through with the shithead's plan." Emma said.

"It's no problem." Harry said. "He played all of you. I may not be as close to Hermione as I was, but I understand some of her motives."

Emma took a seat next to Harry, and Hermione took the last seat.

"Still, I apologize." Emma said. "But can I ask you something, more like confirm something for myself?"

Harry nodded.

"You're not a virgin, are you?" Emma asked, and Hermione made a sound of protest.

Harry blinked. "I wasn't expecting that question."

"You don't have to answer that, Harry." Hermione said.

"No, I don't." Harry confirmed. "But I'll still answer it. I'm not a virgin. Why'd you ask?"

"The fact that while you took a look at my new body, you're not continuously undressing me with your eyes." Emma said. "Not that I wouldn't mind you undressing me, with your eyes or with your hands."

"Mom!" Hermione exclaimed. "What has gotten into you?"

"Hermione, dear, Dan's last sex partner left twenty minutes ago, and I've been hearing them fuck for almost all of the past two days. So please, let me enjoy myself."

Hermione shut up immediately, but she didn't look pleased.

"I'm sorry for your situation, Mrs. Granger." Harry said sympathetically. "But we really should leave. We have to get back to school."

"Call me Emma." Emma said, standing up. "Where are we going?"

"It's your choice." Harry said. "Either you can go to the place that I lived at over the summer, where there are several people that live there, or you can go to one of my safe houses, where there is only one person who lives there, or you can go to another safe house. Honestly, you're better off with the first option, as the people there can teach you how to use your magic."

"With the first option, who will be there?" Emma asked.

"Well, there is Andromeda, Narcissa, Nymphadora, Cassiopeia, and Sirius." Harry said. "Nymphadora will constantly go in and out, the rest will mostly spend their days there for now."

"Dumbledore said that Sirius said he didn't know where you were!" Hermione said.

"Sirius lied." Harry said.

"Can I trust them?" Emma asked.

"With your life." Harry said.

"I'll go with the first one then." Emma said. "But if you can leave for Winter Break, please bring Hermione."

"I'll get that done." Harry said. "But what do you want to do about…"

"About Dan's body?" Emma said. "That's up to Hermione. Hermione, dear?"

"Can you have him buried in the nearby cemetery?" Hermione asked. "I'm not sure we can have a funeral, and I'm not sure I want one either."

Harry nodded. "I'm going to get it done, it'll just take a meeting with Amelia. I'll try to talk to her today."

"Amelia?" Hermione asked.

"Madame Bones." Harry said. "Susan's aunt."

"...Ok." Hermione said, surprised. "I'll just take that at face value."

"Is she special?" Emma asked.

"She's Head of DMLE." Hermione said. "DMLE stands for Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Ok, she is special." Emma said dryly.

Harry stood up. "We're running out of time. Emma, I'll take you to my house, then I'll come back, and Hermione and I will go to Hogwarts."

Harry turned into his phoenix form, then he grabbed Emma and they disappeared with a flash of fire.

Two minutes later, Harry returned, then he grabbed Hermione and flashed them to the room in Hogwarts they originally were in.

Harry turned back into his human form, and Hermione gave him a hug. "Thanks, Harry. I owe you for my mother's safety."

"It's alright." Harry said.

The door blasted open, and Dumbledore entered, along with Ron, Snape, and Minerva.

"Is something wrong?" Harry asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"You kidnapped Hermione!" Ron exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." Harry said, seeing the crowd that was gathering. "She was just telling me about how Dumbledore threatened to make her parents forget about her if she didn't spy on me, then he offered her my library to sweeten the deal. Right, Hermione?"

"Yes." Hermione said.

"That's a lie!" Ron said. "I saw you make a white dome over you and Hermione! Then you broke it, then you turned into a phoenix, then you flashed her away!"

That got him looks from everyone. "Ok, maybe that is true." Harry said. "But do you know where I took Hermione, or if she asked me to take her there, or hell, who did we go to see?"

"I'm sure that's all irrelevant, my boy." Albus said, with a worried look in his eyes.

"Of course!" Harry said. "Of course it's irrelevant, because we saw you standing over the dead body of Hermione's father, and pouring a potion down her mother's throat! The fact that you did it makes it irrelevant, doesn't it, old man?"

"Harry, someone has confunded you." Dumbledore said.

"Oh no, I know it was you." Harry said. "You even said that we came too early!"

"If you did see what you think is me, it must have been Polyjuice." Albus said.

"Then swear so on your magic." Harry said simply.

"Very well." Dumbledore said, raising his wand. "I swear -"

"Wait a minute, Albus!" Harry exclaimed. "I don't want you to mess up the wording. I want you to swear on your magic that you never caused Dan Granger's death- is his name Daniel or just Dan?"

"Daniel." Hermione said.

"Ok, That you never caused Daniel Granger's death, nor did you ever threaten to alter the minds of Hermione's parents."

"That wording has several meanings, and I might lose my magic with such a finicky statement." Albus said. "Or is that what you were aiming at?"

"Calm down, murderer." Harry said, walking past him. "That was the clearest phrasing, so I'll just have to suppose it was you. Everyone except for Neville get out of here before he obliviates you, and make sure to check your food for potions."

Everyone scattered, then Harry looked at Minerva. "I believe we had plans to go to Diagon Alley, Professor?"

"Yes, let's go." Minerva said, walking away, and Neville and Harry followed her.

As soon as they caught up to her, she glared at Harry. "Now it's two months."

Harry gulped, and Neville looked at Harry. "Two months of what?" He whispered quietly.

"He has two months of detention with me, Mr. Longbottom." Minerva said sternly. "You'd do well to remember that cats have good hearing, and that feature of my animagus form carries on to my human form."

"Yes, Professor." Neville said.

"Speaking of animagi," Minerva said, looking at Harry. "I think I must increase your detention to two and a half months. Why didn't you inform me that you were a phoenix animagus?"

"If I do us a favor and flash us to Diagon Alley, will that prevent you from pressing me from the answer?" Harry asked.

"For now." Minerva said.

Harry flashed them to a hidden area in Diagon Alley immediately.

"That feels much better than floo or apparation." Neville commented while Harry turned back to human.

"Yes, I suppose it does." Minerva said, then she guided them to Ollivander's.

Harry opened the door for them, then they entered, and Harry flipped the open sign to closed after him.

A moment later, Ollivander entered the shop from the back, and looked at his three guests with surprise.

"Professor McGonagall, fir wood, dragon heartstring, 9 ½ inches long." He said. "I wasn't expecting you to be here today, least of all with these two."

"Yes, well, they need new wands." Minerva said in a clipped tone.

"Is that so?" Ollivander said. "Well then, let's start. Mr. Longbottom, I expected you many years ago. Please show me the wand you currently use."

Neville gave him his father's wand, and Ollivander observed it. "Ash, unicorn tail hair, 10 ¼ inches long. This was your father's."

"Yes, sir." Neville said.

"Give this wand a wave." Ollivander said, handing Neville a wand.

Neville did so, and there was no reaction.

Ollivander went through ten wands with Neville, before he found a match.

"Cherry, Unicorn tail hair, 9 ¾ inches long." Ollivander said. "Take good care of your wand, Mr. Longbottom."

"Yes, sir." Neville said.

Ollivander nodded, then he looked at Harry. "And what of you, Mr. Potter? I thought you were happy with your wand?"

Harry took it out of its holster and presented it to Ollivander. "It's not happy with me anymore."

"Give it a wave?" Ollivander said.

Harry did so, and a couple of bright sparkles came out of the tip.

"Interesting." Ollivander said, taking the wand. "It seems you have outgrown your wand."

"What will happen to the wand?" Harry asked.

"It still wants you." Ollivander said, handing the wand back to Harry. "But it knows that you can no longer use it properly, so it waits to be used by a child of yours."

Harry furrowed his eyebrows. "A specific child of mine, or any child of mine?"

"For now, that is inconclusive." Ollivander said. "But now, I am unsure what wand to give you."

"I doubt you can find me a wand in your store." Harry said respectfully.

"Why so?"

Harry cast some protection spells so that no one from outside could sense the happenings inside. Then he let his magic go.

Minerva looked at him, and she wondered if she would ever fully get over the shock at the magnificence of Harry's true aura.

Neville blinked as he felt Harry get much stronger.

Ollivander looked at Harry in awe.

Harry brought his magic back in, and looked at Ollivander questioningly. "Well?"

"You are correct." Ollivander said. "No wand will truly bond to you, except possibly the Elder Wand. You need a staff."

"Like Alastor?" Minerva asked.

Ollivander scoffed. "That is no staff. That is a wand held by a large stick."

"From where may I get a staff?" Harry asked.

"I know a staffcrafter in Switzerland." Ollivander said. "He hasn't received a staff order since sometime around the 1700's. I will contact him and let him know, then he will contact you. I suppose he will be ready for you by next weekend."

"Thank you, Garrick Ollivander. I owe you a favor." Harry said.

"All I ask is that I get to see the finished staff." Ollivander said.

Harry nodded, then they left the store.

"Shall we head back to Hogwarts?" Minerva suggested.

"You two may, I must go to speak to Amelia about what happened earlier today. I have to arrange for the burial of Hermione's father." Harry said.

"No." Minerva said. "Right now, I am responsible for you. I will return Neville to Hogwarts, then I will come right here and I will find you waiting for me. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Minerva." Harry said.

"Good." Minerva said, then she held Neville and disapparated, then twenty seconds later, she reappeared.

"Let us go to the Ministry." Minerva said, walking off.

Harry caught up to her. "Minerva, you know I never meant for today to happen, at all."

She grabbed his shirt, then she pushed him into a nearby alley, and she pushed him against the wall while glaring at him. "Then what did you plan for? If you didn't plan for today, or yesterday, or tomorrow, then what did you plan for? Hmm? Using the fact that we're both cat animagi to fuck me and use me? Did you just plan to use me against Dumbledore? Is that your only plan ? When were you going to tell me you're also a Superior Animagus? Never? Or after you had me in your bed?"

"I was going to tell you this evening." Harry said. "I was going to tell you, then I would request to be exempt from detention with you. If the urges got too high, I was going to find one of the house cats and use them."

Minerva let him off the wall. "That wouldn't work forever, and you know that."

"It would work long enough." Harry said. "There's a reason I let Mum come with me to Hogwarts instead of leaving her with Andi."

Minerva made a face. "You and Lily?"

Harry nodded. "It happened by accident, but we couldn't ignore it. I have the same forms as her, and more."

"Who else do you have in your bed?"

"Andi and Cissa, while Nymphadora currently is only letting me fuck her while we're both animagi, because she doesn't want to be with me as a human."

Minerva glared at him for a hard minute. "You will still have your detentions with me, and we will ignore it for as long as we can, understood?"

"Yes, Minerva."

Minerva turned and was about to exit the alley, when Harry put his hand on her shoulder.

She stopped and looked at him over the shoulder questioningly.

"Two things." He said. "One, I never meant for a lot of this to happen. Two, you accidentally dropped your glamour."

Minerva reapplied her glamour, then she walked out of the alley, and Harry followed her.

They went to the Ministry, then they went to Amelia's office.

Harry knocked.

"Come in." Amelia's voice came from inside.

Harry opened the door, then he let Minerva enter and came in after her.

"Professor McGonagall." Amelia said, shaking her hand. "It's good to see you."

"You too, Madame Bones." Minerva said politely.

"I wasn't expecting you today, Heir Potter." Amelia said, giving Harry her hand. "However I did wish to talk to you over Winter Break."

Harry kissed her hand. "Well then it's fortunate that I came by earlier, although I came for separate reasons."

Harry signalled to his ear, and Amelia nodded, then she reached under her desk. "There." She said after a moment. "The office is sealed, and any listening devices are destroyed. So what can I do for you?"

"Albus Dumbledore killed Hermione Granger's father." Harry said simply. "I was too late to save him, however I was able to save his wife. Albus had administered her with a potion that caused her to forget everything except for her name. I dove into her mind, and I was able to break the effect of the potion. Currently, she is at a safe house."

"I believe I know the potion you speak of." Amelia said. "It's called the Amnesiac's potion, and is hard to create. That you were able to break it is quite a feat, it's considered to be unbreakable."

Harry nodded. "It was difficult."

"What do you wish me to do with this information?" Amelia asked.

"Just two things." Harry said. "The newspaper will catch wind of the fact that I blamed Dumbledore for the murder, and that I just about proved him guilty when he refused to swear on his magic that it was him. I want you to corroborate evidence and publish the autopsy report. Next, I want you to give the man a burial, and please send me the location of his burial."

"Will you please give us a memory of your morning?" Amelia asked.

"Yes." Harry said as he pulled the memory out, and placed it in a vial Amelia presented to him.

"Is that all you wanted to speak of to me?" Amelia asked.

"Yes, Amelia." Harry said.

"Very well. Then I have something for you as well. About two and a half weeks ago, your cousin came to me with some information."

"Nymphadora gave you the animagi registration information for me and her." Harry said.

Amelia nodded. "She was a lioness, and you were a peregrine falcon, correct?"

"Correct." Harry confirmed.

"Interestingly, you are not the only person in this room who's animagus form is a peregrine falcon."

Harry's eyes widened, and Minerva looked at him with a glare, which he immediately shrunk from.

Then he hung his head. "What the fuck is my life?" He moaned.

"Why did you ever become an animagus in the first place?" Minerva asked.

"Because I wanted to follow in the footsteps of my parents." Harry said. "And animagi are so cool."

"And of course you had to go and become a Superior Animagus." Minerva muttered.

Amelia's eyes widened in surprise at the new information, but neither Minerva or Harry noticed her.

"Yes, I did!" Harry exclaimed, looking at her. "Quite literally, I did have to go through that! You know why? When I first found my forms, I had fifteen of them! And two of them were chained down and wrapped up with their faces covered! Do you know what they were? They were a big ass cat with patterns on the back and a lion with a scorpion's tail!" Minerva and Amelia both paled at the information. "Yes! Two of my forms are a Great Sphinx and a manticore! Andi, Sirius, and I went through the forms one by one, then when we reached the Sphinx and cut the bindings, we found out that my lightning bolt scar used to be Voldemort's horcrux! We were lucky to have been able to kill it that day! Then we struggled with the manticore as well, and my magic was finally freed from the bindings the old coot put on me after he sicced Voldemort on my parents! So yes, Minerva, I'm sorry, but I had to become a Superior Animagus."

Harry took a deep breath, then he looked at Minerva and realized that he had scared her by shouting in her face like that.

"I'm sorry, Minerva." He said, then he moved a little further from her to give her some space.

"I'm sorry as well." Minerva said. "I didn't realize that I wasn't the only one going through this."

Harry looked at Amelia. "I apologize. We should not have reacted like that."

"It's alright." Amelia said, still reeling from the shock. "If I may ask though, how do you two wish to proceed from here?"

"Truthfully, it's not really up to me." Harry said. "You two aren't the only animagi witches in Britain, as I'm sure you know. Honestly, it's better if you tell me how you want this to go."

"I think we need to clarify something first." Minerva said. "What are all your forms?"

"I've got many of those." Harry said. "In order of discovery though, they are a stag, a bald eagle, a shadow Pterolycus, a Great Sphinx, a unicorn, a phoenix with dual elemental powers, a manticore that can hide as a lion, a turkey vulture, a Hebridean Black dragon, a kneazle that can turn into a cat and back, a griffin, a basilisk, a peregrine falcon, a raven, a hippogriff, a badger, a Nightmare, a magical chameleon, a demon Chihuahua, a sabertooth cat, a pterodactyl, an elephant, a Bengal tiger, an aardvark, a cheetah, a German Shepherd, a vampire bat, and a Thestral."

"How many traits carry over to your human form?" Minerva asked.

"Well, I have very good reflexes, and my senses are much more fine tuned then they were before." Harry said. "But in human form, it is difficult to activate my magical abilities such as shadow teleportation or phoenix flashing, or that demonic burning thing the Chihuahua does."

Minerva raised her eyebrow at the last statement.

"I don't know." Harry said. "I think it's like a weaker version of Fiendfyre, or something. I've never been able to fully test it."

"How many of these forms have… found mates?" Amelia asked.

"Eight." Harry said. "And before you ask, it's because one of the women is a Superior Animagus."

"I'll need to think this all over." Amelia said. "Expect an invitation to the Ossuary over the Winter Break."

"Yes, Amelia." Harry said as he and Minerva stood up. "I look forward to it."

Minerva and Harry left the Ministry, then Harry looked at Minerva.

"How do you wish to return to Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"I want to see how your shadow teleportation works, if that's alright with you." Minerva said.

"Alright, but we have to be in private." Harry said.

Minerva nodded, and then they went into an alley. Harry turned into his Pterolycus form, then he wrapped a wing around Minerva and jumped into a shadow.

They emerged from the shadows right next to the Shrieking Shack, and Harry removed his wing from around Minerva, then he turned back to his human form.

"That was… smooth." Minerva said in a confused tone. "It felt like we just walked through the shadows."

"That's exactly what we did." Harry said. "This is the smoothest form of magical transportation I've seen yet."

"Hmm." Minerva said. "Well then, I have to prepare for my classes tomorrow, so I'll be in my office. I expect you at my quarters tonight."

"Yes, Minerva." Harry said. "However, can I request that I not have detention on weekends from next weekend onwards?"

"You may." Minerva said with a smirk. "However, my answer may not be the one you want."

Harry sighed with a grin at the joke. "Please, Minerva?"

"Alright." Minerva said with a smile. "But if you do anything reckless this week, your weekend nights will have to be spent with me."

"Yes, Minerva." Harry said.

They parted ways and went on with their days.

At lunch, Harry went to the Great Hall, and took his usual seat next to Neville.

"Hey Neville." Harry said.

"Hey Harry." Neville said. "How was the Ministry?"

"Everything worked out." Harry said. "How's the wand?"

"It's much nicer." Neville said. "Thanks for taking me there."

"It's no biggie." Harry said.

"You sure?" Neville asked. "I mean, I really do owe you for this. If you want something from me, just ask."

"Well…" Harry said in an unsure tone. "Can I borrow Trevor?"

Neville frowned at Harry. "Why would you need Trevor?"

"I'll tell you when we're alone." Harry said, glancing at the nearby students.

They finished lunch, then Harry took Neville to an empty classroom and made a privacy dome. "Ok, so originally my plan was to just go to the Black Lake and kidnap a toad, but then when you asked me if I needed something, I realized that I could use Trevor."

"But for what?" Neville asked confusedly.

"Oh, I forgot to explain that." Harry said sheepishly. "I need a basilisk."

Neville blinked at Harry. "I hope that's the first and last time I'm hearing someone tell me that."

"True." Harry said thoughtfully. "Basilisks aren't usually that appreciated, but that's also because they're sometimes murderous snakes."

"Sometimes!?" Neville exclaimed incredulously. "Didn't you nearly die from one in our second year!?"

"Yeah, well Moldyshorts was controlling her." Harry said. "If he wasn't there, it'd be alright."

"Ok, what?" Neville asked. Then he shook his head. "You know what, I don't want to know. All I want to know is why you need a basilisk."

"It's the last test from Lord Slytherin." Harry said. "I have to find his portrait and activate it. But to activate it, I need a fully grown basilisk."

"Harry, if we hatch a basilisk, it still will need about sixty to seventy years to reach maturity."

"How do you know that much about basilisks?" Harry asked with surprise.

"One of my ancestors received a basilisk as a gift from Lord Slytherin's grandson, a Gaunt." Neville said casually. "He wrote a book describing the growth of the basilisk. I read it when I came back home after second year."

"Ok, well, your ancestor didn't know as much about basilisks as Lord Slytherin did." Harry said. "But there's a ritual that I can do. I have to bathe the egg in my blood and the blood of a fully grown basilisk, then when the egg hatches, she will grow to the size and age of the original basilisk within a week."

"Will she know enough to keep two of her eyelids closed?" Neville asked.

"Well, my blood will make her listen to me. So yes, she will." Harry said.

"This is really big." Neville said.

Harry nodded.

Neville shook his head. "No, like this really, really big. I'll give you Trevor, but I want to get to see the Chamber of Secrets, and I want to visit Trevor while he's sitting on the egg."

Harry thought for a moment. "I suppose that's feasible." He said, nodding slowly. "But you have to give me a minute before you enter the Chamber."

"Ok." Neville said. "I'll get Trevor, where do you want me to meet you?"

"I'll steal a chicken egg from near Hagrid's hut, meet me at Myrtle's bathroom." Harry said, then he broke the dome.

They parted ways, then ten minutes later, they were both at Myrtle's bathroom.

"Why here?" Neville asked.

"The Chamber of Secrets has an entrance here." Harry said. "There are others, but those are too risky."

Harry entered the bathroom, with Neville following him.

Harry went to the sink and said the phrases in Parseltongue, then he walked down the stairs.

"This is crazy." Neville said. "Bloody hell, Harry! This is fucking amazing!"

Harry smirked at Neville's reaction. "I'd say so."

Harry stopped in front of the door. "Ok, you wait for a minute here, ok? I have to make sure you're not attacked as soon as you enter."

"Ok." Neville said.

"§ Open .§" Harry said, then he walked ahead.

He found Lily in the library, laying on her stomach while reading a book, wearing nothing except for lacy black underwear, and her tail was poking out of her panties and casually wagging.

"Hey, Mum." Harry said.

Lily turned to look at him, surprised. "Harry? I wasn't expecting you here this early, or even at all today."

"Yeah, umm, can you turn into Lilith?" Harry asked. "Neville's here, he's letting me borrow his toad so that I can hatch a basilisk, but he wanted to visit the Chamber as well as visit his toad over the week that Trevor is hatching the egg."

"Ok." Lily said, then she turned into her snake form.

Harry took her in his arms, then he walked to the entrance.

"You can come in now, Neville." He said to Neville.

Neville did, and he looked in awe at the dead basilisk, and at the place. "Wow."

"I know." Harry said.

Neville looked at Harry's arm, and then his eyes widened. "Is that a King Cobra?"

"Yeah." Harry said. "She won't attack."

"What's her name?" Neville asked, once he saw that the snake was not going to attack him.

"Lilith." Harry said. "Lilith, can you get off me? We have to set this up."

Lily slithered away, and Harry observed the room.

"Here." Harry said, pointing to a corner of the room. "We'll put the cage there."

Neville placed it there, then Harry took the egg out of his pocket, then he carefully placed it on the ground.

Then he took a ritual knife out, and reached into the dead basilisk's mouth, and made a cut in it.

Blood immediately began to gush, and Harry placed the egg in the blast of blood, and he made sure the blood reached everywhere on the egg.

When he was done bathing the egg, he cast a spell at the cut, and it sealed.

Then Harry placed the egg on the floor again, then he released his magic, and cut his arm.

Blood began to pour, and he bathed the egg in the blood, then when he was done, he placed the egg on the floor again.

Lily came over to him. "§ I'll take care of your cut. §" She said, getting onto his arm.

Harry and Neville both watched as Lily put her mouth to Harry's still bleeding cut, then she slowly began to lick his cut. After a minute, Harry's cut stopped bleeding.

"§ Snake saliva is very thick. §" Lily explained, then she got off of Harry again. "§ I think the magic in your blood is doing something to me, so I'll have to leave. §"

Harry nodded as she slithered away, then he looked at Neville as he held his magic back. "Apparently, her saliva is thick enough to stop my blood from escaping. And she said my blood was doing something to her, so she left to take care of it."

Neville nodded. "Then, should we put the egg under Trevor?"

Harry nodded, then he grabbed the bloody egg, then he opened Trevor's cage a tiny crack, then he laid the egg on the floor. Trevor croaked, then he sat on the egg, and Harry whispered some spells in Parseltongue.

"What did what you hissed do?" Neville asked once Harry was done.

"That's just to make sure that he stays on the egg." Harry said. "He can hop away to get food, but that's just to make sure he returns, and doesn't escape."

Neville nodded as they exited the Chamber, and Harry closed the doors with a Parseltongue command.

"How long will it take?" Neville asked. "I know it typically takes two months, but I'm guessing that with the ritual, things will change."

Harry nodded. "I'm estimating a week, it depends on the strength of the original basilisk and the wizard's blood."

"Can I visit Trevor on Wednesday then?" Neville asked. "Then you can give Trevor back next Sunday, unless it hasn't hatched yet."

Harry nodded, then he closed the sink. "That works. By the way though, what happened to your ancestor's basilisk?"

"Oh, she was killed when that ancestor of mine died." Neville said. "I would rather they didn't do that, but it happened centuries ago."

Harry nodded. "I agree with you. They won't attack, unless they're attacked, and she was already loyal to your family."

"Yeah." Neville said. "Well, I promised someone else I'd see them in the library at four, and it's three-fifty right now. So I'll see you later."

"Till dinner, Nev." Harry said.

"Till then." Neville said, then he walked away.

Harry had dinner with Neville, then he walked to Minerva's personal quarters.

He stopped in front of the portrait, and looked at the ladies. "Can you ask Minerva if I may enter?"

"She's waiting for you." Center one said, and the portrait moved to display the entrance.

Harry walked in, then he knocked on the door.

A moment later, Minerva opened the door.

"Hello, Harry." She said. "I expected you to come a little later."

"The ladies in the portrait said you were waiting for me." Harry said.

Minerva rolled her eyes. "I had my glamour off. I suppose they were hoping you'd come in to see me without it. Tea's almost ready, just give me a minute. Take a seat, you know where my couch is."

Harry sat on the couch, and Minerva walked to her kitchenette.

"Is there anything you want to know ?" Harry asked.

Minerva came with a tray. "Guide me through your plan, Harry. I can't be in the dark here. I know some of it, but I don't know enough."

Harry nodded, and Minerva took her seat on the couch.

"Well, I guess right now, I'm done antagonizing Dumbledore. Just for now, obviously, it's too fun." Harry said, and Minerva rolled her eyes. "But my next move is to take care of Barty Crouch Jr."

"When and where?" Minerva asked.

"Originally, I was planning for this week, but you said if I do something reckless this week, I'll get more detention with you. So I'm going to take care of him next week. As for where, he's at Hogwarts."

"Where in Hogwarts is he!?" Minerva asked.

Harry drew a parchment out of his pocket. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." He said, tapping the map, and the Marauders' Map came to life.

Harry showed it to her, then he pointed at a pair of feet in the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's quarters.

"Is this map accurate?" Minerva asked.

"It's never failed me or my parents." Harry said.

"Yes, they did tell me about this Map, after they left the school." Minerva commented. "So Barty Crouch is with Moody. But why?"

"Have you noticed something, Minerva?" Harry asked rhetorically. "Professor Moody drinks from his flask at every half hour interval."

Minerva's eyes widened as she connected the dots, then she looked at the dot that said "Alastor Moody."

"So he's using Polyjuice, and he has Moody somewhere in his quarters." Minerva summed up. "Will he attack the students?"

"I doubt he will." Harry said. "Snape said Albus' plans to have a Death Eater enter me into the Octawizard Tournament, then the plan is to slowly break me down throughout the tournament. When the last blow is made, it will be the final challenge of the tournament, then I will face Voldemort, broken and beaten. At least, that's his plan."

"So you believe that if you take care of Barty Crouch, Albus will no longer be able to put you into the tournament?"

"No, he will." Harry said. "But he won't have his original scapegoat. It's more of an annoyance to him, and I get to finish off another Death Eater."

"What next?"

"First, I'm trying to gain support in the school. As soon as I have the teachers freed from all the bullshit Albus put on them, I'll have them at least neutral, if not on my side. I'm slowly getting the students to see my view. Slytherin is filled with people on every side except for Dumbledore's, but whoever that's in there that's with me now seems to be with me for good. But pretty soon, I think I can have most of Slytherin, I'll explain why in a minute. Ravenclaw for the most part seems to be uninterested, just using the situation for debates, and whoever is interested is either on my side, or Dumbledore's. Hufflepuff is an interesting group. They're mostly brainwashed by propaganda, but it seems that they're slowly adopting a more neutral stance. I'm pretty sure I have some supporters there, but I have no way to know. Gryffindor is mostly against me. The only ones with me are a couple older students, but they're staying quiet to stay safe. Neville and Hermione seem to be supporting me, but that's it. I expect that by next week, they will start to harass me with what Albus would call meaningless pranks, especially with what will happen this week."

"What will happen this week?"

Harry showed her his Heir Slytherin ring, and her eyes widened. "I purposely let it spill to Malfoy that I was the current possessor of this ring, and then I threatened him to stay quiet. The plan is that he will start to tell everyone by tomorrow, and he might even be sly about it. Point is, I'm the new Heir Apparently to House Slytherin. That will earn me many points with the students there, and I'll also lose points with the idiotic Gryffindors. The smarter ones will be ok with me, but most of them will follow the herd."

"Why are you letting yourself be alienated by your housemates?" Minerva asked.

"That's not the main point of this." Harry said. "Do you remember what the Hat said in my first year?"

"I'm afraid I don't." Minerva said.

"He said: Or perhaps in Slytherin,

You'll make your real friends.

Those cunning folk use any means,

To achieve their ends."

"So you're doing this in an attempt to ingratiate yourself to the Slytherins?" Minerva asked.

"Mostly." Harry said. "Some of my motives have to do with the fact that Ron is there, and my actions will get me in most of their scopes anyways."

"Scopes?"

"Muggle reference, I apologize."

"It's alright." Minerva said. "So how do you proceed from there?"

"Remember how I said I couldn't access the Potter properties?"

"Yes?"

"And about how I need to be a legal adult to access it?"

"Where are you going with this?" Minerva asked.

"Well, Dumbledore is doing me a favor by throwing me into the Octawizard Tournament." Harry said, smirking.

Minerva's jaw dropped as she realized his thought process.

"Yes." Harry grinned. "Dumbledore put the restriction that only adults may enter to make me seem like an attention seeking child or something, but when I prove that I am unable to compete unless I am an adult, nor am I able to not compete or I was lose my magic, he will have to emancipate me."

"What do you need for emancipation?" Minerva asked.

"In my case as an orphan, a member of the Wizengamot, and two heads of departments at the Ministry. And I'll have all of that. Albus is there, and so will Amelia and Crouch."

"There's a problem." Minerva said.

"Where?" Harry asked.

"Crouch Sr might have assisted Junior in escaping. If he's found guilty, they'll cart him off."

"True." Harry said. "But Bagnold will still be there, he's the Head of Sports or something."

"What's next?"

"That depends on the challenges in the tournament, as well as the other students from the other schools." Harry said. "I don't have a plan for that, because I have no idea how it will go."

Minerva sipped her tea, then she nodded. "You have a nice plan, Harry. But don't throw anything at me. You can take care of Barty next week, but I don't want to hear of you doing anything stupid until the Tournament rolls in."

"Yes, Minerva." Harry said.

Harry left Minerva's quarters after his hour of so-called detention was done, then he headed over to the Chamber of Secrets, sending a clone to sleep in his dorm.

He entered the Chamber, and found it quiet. "Mum?" He called out worriedly.

"I'm here." Lily called out in a strained voice.

Harry ran towards her voice, and found her lying down on the daybed.

She looked at him with a strained smile. "I'm fine, Harry."

"What happened?" Harry asked, holding her hand. "I should have come back immediately."

"Harry, the knife you used to cut yourself and the basilisk, it had runes on it, right?"

"Yes, it was runes specifically for the ritual." Harry said.

"There was basilisk blood on your arm, and I swallowed it as well as your blood." Lily said. "I'm alright, but I can become a basilisk as well now."

"You don't look ok." Harry said worriedly.

"It was just stressful." Lily said. "First changes always are."

"Are you sure?" Harry said. "Please don't lie to me."

"I'm fine." Lily said. "But you're different."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"Some of the runes were meant to help the basilisk become yours, right?" Lily asked.

Harry connected the dots. "That affected you as well."

"Yes, Alpha." Lily said, then she stood up. "Do you still have the knife?"

"Yes, why?" Harry asked.

"I want to put my blood on the egg as well." Lily said. "That way, whenever you aren't here, she'll still listen to me."

Harry thought for a second. "I don't think that'll have any negative effects, I just did the Arithmancy in my head. In fact, I think three sources of blood will make it even better."

Lily nodded as she cut her arm. Then she took out the egg from under Trevor, then she poured her blood onto the egg. Then she put the egg back, and Trevor sat on it again.

Harry cast a quick Episkey on the gushing cut, and it immediately healed.

"Thanks." Lily said.

Harry looked at the dead basilisk's body. "We'll have to process this. I promised the goblins that they would get the body of a basilisk by the end of the school year, and I don't think having a dead body of one of its own kind is extremely nice to the basilisk."

Lily hugged Harry from the side. "Just make yourself a couple clones, and they'll get the job done while you spend some time with me."

LEMON BEGINS HERE - SKIP FOR YER INNOCENCE

Harry looked at Lily, who was innocently rubbing his dick with her hand.

"...I suppose we can do that." Harry said, squeezing her asscheek.

"Perfect!" Lily said, transforming her legs into the body of a basilisk, and slithering away.

Harry promptly created four clones of himself, and left them to process the basilisk.

Harry went after Lily, and he found her in the living room, taking her bra off.

She looked over her shoulder at him. "Took you long enough, Alpha." She said sexily.

She reached him and pressed herself against him, letting her full breasts squish against his hard chest. She reached his earlobe, and nipped it gently.

"This is amazing." Harry said, rubbing his dick against her crotch. "Do you have a pussy and asshole in this form?"

"Why don't you check for yourself?" Lily asked, and she slithered over to the couch.

Harry slapped her ass, then he kneaded it, then he went down on her.

In this form, somehow she still had her pussy. Harry didn't understand how, but it looked like her waist was normal, then her hips widened for her ass and childbearing hips, then her pussy was there, but it was facing frontwards rather than downwards, then her light green belly scales started from there.

"Is my pussy satisfactory to you, Alpha?" Lily asked.

Harry stuck a finger in it, then he moved it around. "Yes, it is."

Lily moaned, then she turned to show him her ass.

She had her usual ass, with full asscheeks that were as plump and sexy as ever, and her puckered asshole in the center and wide as ever.

Below her ass though, it wasn't the usual legs. It was her basilisk body, with dark green scales and a pattern of red diamond scales going down the center.

"Beautiful." Harry said, and Lily blushed.

"Thank you, Alpha." Lily said.

Harry stood up, and then he slapped her asscheeks with his dick.

Lily moaned.

"Turn around." Harry ordered, and she did so.

Slowly, she spun her sixty foot long body, but her basilisk body wasn't able to support her if she wasn't on her belly, so she fell back onto the couch.

When she landed, her hands were holding her body up, but she was leaning, and Harry's dick was teasing her pussy, but not inside.

Harry moved his dick along her entrance, teasing her, but not fulfilling her wishes.

Lily groaned. "Please stick it in, Alpha."

"Not yet, you minx." Harry said, leaning down and kissing her passionately.

Harry grabbed her plump derriere, and began to knead it.

Lily moaned into their kiss, and she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into her, bringing her frenzy into their kiss.

Harry moved his fingers to her asshole, and started to tease it.

Lily moaned louder, then she pushed her crotch up in an attempt to stick his dick into her.

But he pulled his crotch away, and she groaned at the lack of fulfillment.

They parted, and Harry smirked. "Not yet, Mum."

"Please, Alpha…" Lily whined, trying to reach at his dick.

"Suck my dick first." Harry said.

Lily turned around so that she could move to a position where she could take care of Harry's dick.

Harry smacked her ass again, and she yelped lightly, then she lay on the floor face flat.

Then she turned around again, and grabbed his waist as support, then she used his waist to hoist her face up to his dick.

First, she looked up at him and grabbed his large dick with two hands, then she kissed the tip, then she stuck her tongue and began to lick all along his dick, occasionally looking away from his eyes to drop spit on his dick, then she used her hands to spread the lube all over his dick.

When her spit was all over his dick, she kissed the tip of his dick again, but this time, she took the whole tip in her mouth. Slowly, she began to go up and down his dick.

For Harry, her pace was too slow, so he took her head, then he pushed her against the couch, then he began to vigorously face-fuck her.

For ten minutes, Harry was pistoning his rock hard dick in and out of her throat, and she was sputtering with every thrust, holding onto his hips as if it were her lifeline.

Harry felt his release coming. "I'm close." He warned, decreasing his pace.

Harry burst into her mouth, and he could see her throat pulsing as she swallowed gulp's upon gulps of his cum.

He pulled his dick out of her mouth, then he began to jerk his dick off, squirting ropes of his cum onto her hair, face, and tits.

When he was done, she had cum stretching across her eyelashes, her red hair had clumps of cum all over, and her tits were lathered with cum.

"If only someone else was here." Lily said as she picked her breasts up and licked the cum off them. "They could clean me up."

"True." Harry said. "You've done a good job though, Mum."

And she did. Her tits were now shining from her saliva, and there was barely a drop of cum on them.

"It's not as fun though, Alpha." Lily said.

Harry nodded, then he picked Lily up, and pushed her into his dick.

"Oooohhh." Lily moaned.

Harry grabbed her by her tight waist, then he started to push her back and forth his dick.

For the next few minutes, the only sounds in the room were their moans and grunts.

"I'm cumming." Lily grunted.

"Me too." Harry said.

Harry came into her, and she came as well.

"You want to try my ass, Alpha?" Lily asked when she came to herself.

"Do you even need to ask, Mum?" Harry asked as he turned her.

LEMONS OVER!

The next several days went by normally, Harry had four clones continuously processing the basilisk, and he went through his classes perfectly, the only troubles he had were in Arithmancy and Runes.

Flashback 1, first Arithmancy class of the year, Tuesday 3:55 P.M.:

Harry entered the classroom five minutes early, and saw that there was no one other than him and the teacher.

"Mr. Potter, I wasn't told to expect you in this class." Professor Septima Vector said. She was a busty brunette with light brown eyes and a caring face.

"There was a mix-up, I cleared it up with Professor McGonagall, she said she'd discuss it with you as soon as she could." Harry said.

"Alright." Professor Vector said, handing him a test. "Finish this and hand it to me after class, I will have to evaluate whether you can stay in this class or if you're going to have to go to my third year students' class."

"Yes, Professor." Harry said, then he took a seat in the second row.

Daphne came two minutes later, along with two other Slytherin boys from his year, and she sat two seats away from him, and discreetly greeted him.

Slowly, the classroom began to fill up, until the bell rang, and class started.

The class went by normally, with Professor Vector going over what they had learnt in last year's class, and an overview of what they would discuss this year.

Then the bell rang, signifying the end of class.

"You all are dismissed." Professor Vector said. "Mr. Potter, stay."

Harry did so.

As soon as the last student was gone and closed the door, Harry jumped into action.

He locked the door and cast a spell that caused no sounds to escape from the room, then he cast Incarcerous at Professor Vector, trapping her in her chair.

"Mr. Potter, this is harassment." She said, attempting to break the binds. "I will go tell -"

Harry cut her off by breaking the compulsions on her, and she tensed for a minute, before she relaxed.

"Are you yourself?" Harry asked.

"Yes, but right now I'm not very enthusiastic about the binds on me." Professor Vector said sarcastically.

Harry released her from the bindings, then he took a seat. "I apologize, but I had to do that."

"What are you going to do, now that the compulsions are off?" She asked.

"I'm going to take my assessment test, for now." Harry said. "Then life goes on and on, and I might occasionally ask you for help for things unrelated to class, if I believe that you can help. If you don't want to help, that's your choice."

"If I understand correctly, you're fighting Dumbledore, right?" Vector asked.

"That is one of the things I am doing, yes." Harry said.

"Then don't you have a war council, or a group of people who will fight with you?"

"Yes."

"And you have members in Hogwarts, right?"

"Yes." Harry said, in a tone that told that he wouldn't appreciate more probing questions.

"Can I help them?" Vector asked. "He controlled my life, and I want revenge."

"How do I know you won't run to Dumbledore and act as a spy when you see me kill someone?" Harry asked.

Truthfully, this was just intimidation. Minerva told Harry that the only faculty members who would go against him would be Filch, Trelawney, and Hagrid. According to Minerva, Alastor Moody might even join him, but Minerva expected that he might become neutral in the upcoming war.

"I have no reason to trust him after he bent my mind to his will needlessly." Vector said.

"Ask Minerva to talk to her in her quarters, she'll tell you what you need to do." Harry said, handing her his finished exam and walking out.

Flashback 2, first Runes class of the year, Wednesday 3:56 P.M.:

Harry entered the classroom four minutes early, and found that the only people in the classroom were him, Professor Bathsheda Babbling, Daphne, and Tracey.

"Mr. Potter, I wasn't told to expect you in this class." Professor Babbling said. Bathsheda Babbling was a redhead with moderate curves, and a stern expression. Not as stern as Minerva, but stern nonetheless.

Harry smirked at the repetition of the same lines that Professor Vector used with him, and he decided to go with the script.

"There was a mix-up, I cleared it up with Professor McGonagall, she said she'd discuss it with you as soon as she could." Harry said.

"Alright." Professor Babbling handed him a parchment with an empty list. "Write all of the runes in this room that you can recognize, starting from the top left."

Harry nodded, then he nodded at Daphne and Tracey, then he went to work.

Class went by normally with everyone, the typical introductory lecture they received from every teacher.

The bell rang, and Babbling stood up. "You are dismissed, students. "Mr. Potter, stay."

Harry readied his wand, and as soon as the last student closed the door behind them, they both jumped into action.

Harry flipped away from a spell that was aimed at his original position, then he locked and silenced the room.

Babbling shot a spell chain at him, and he dodged all three spells, then silently cast three stunning jinxes at her.

She dodged the first two, but the last one hit her boobs, and she fell to the floor.

Harry went over to her, then he broke the compulsions on her, then he cast a Rennervate on her.

She woke up, then she looked at him and proceeded to attack him again.

"What!?" Harry asked, narrowly dodging a bone-breaker curse.

Harry backed up, then he started to dodge all her attacks.

She paused to take a breath, and Harry took advantage of that.

" Expelliarmus! " He cast, and her wand flew into his hand.

Then he looked into her eyes and dove into her mind.

He avoided all of her memories or thoughts, instead he just looked for a command.

Sure enough, after a minute of searching, he found an artificial command to attack him if he removed the compulsions.

Harry attempted to break the command, but it didn't work. "How does Albus get such strong stuff?" He asked himself

A mental aspect of Babbling appeared in front of him. "He was really proud of it. It's something to do with the water he adds to Snape's potions. Apparently, they're godly, or something."

Harry frowned. "Maybe it's the Elixir of Life?" He wondered.

"You'd have to ask a potioneer." Babbling said. "Runes are my specialty."

Harry nodded. "I'm going to have to seep my magic into you to break it, is that ok?"

"Go ahead." The mental aspect said, then she disappeared.

Harry released his magic, then he formed tendrils out of it, then he broke the command, just like how he did with Emma, but he tried to lower the seductive nature of the magic.

He left her mind immediately, and found himself holding Babbling against the table with his lips barely touching hers, and he could tell that his magic affected her figure and looks as well.

Harry got off from her as he brought his magic back in. "I'm sorry, I didn't think that was going to happen. It happened last time, but I thought I fixed it."

Babbling stood up. "Thank you, but what happened to me?"

"My magic was able to make you reach your optimum shape." Harry said.

He could see her boobs and ass straining against the robes, and he wondered if they were bigger than they looked under the robes.

"I'll have to wear a glamour." She said, as she looked at herself.

"You can wear a degrading glamour." Harry said. "That way it's a one time thing.

"I've never heard of that." She said as she took her seat. "What does it do?"

"It's an ancient spell." Harry said. "The incantation is Dissimulato Normalem , and it will glamour you to look the way you want, then over two months, the glamour will slowly fall to show your true looks. So it's a good way to make everyone think the change is just a trick of their eyes."

"That's a good spell, Mr. Potter. Please call me Bathsheda or Beth when we're not in class, I'm only twenty-five years old. How may I help you? I know you're starting to launch a crusade to fix the magical world, and currently, your enemy is Dumbledore. So how may I help you?"

Harry placed his assessment test on her desk. "Call me Harry. And for now, not much. Go to Minerva at either her quarters or any of the places she teaches, and you'll get your answers from her."

Harry left, and Bathsheda looked at his assessment test.

He got all the runes in the room right, even the ones her seventh year students struggled with.

Flashbacks over.

Right now, it was Friday night, and Harry had just finished dinner and was headed to Minerva's quarters.

After going through the portrait, he knocked on the door.

A moment later, Minerva opened the door. "Tea is ready and on the tray, take your seat and I'll bring it."

She walked away, and Harry realized that she didn't realize that she didn't have her glamour on, so he decided not to make a scene for her sake, and took his seat.

Minerva came carrying the tray, then she handed Harry his cup of tea.

She took her seat, folding her legs under her, then she took her tea. "You need to make a new place to guide your recruits."

"They're not recruits, they are teachers willing to teach their students the right path." Harry deadpanned. Then he smirked. "And what's the problem, 'Minnie'?" He used the nickname the ladies in the portrait used for her. "Too many people have met your guards?"

"Yes!" Minerva said. "They're not giving me a break. I know Septima was trying hard not to laugh the day before yesterday, and yesterday, Beth broke into laughter as soon as she entered."

What Minerva purposely failed to mention was that Bathsheda wasn't laughing at the fact that Minerva had such pains as guards for her portrait, but she was laughing at Minerva's flustered expression when the ladies suggested that Minerva finally break the sexual tension and fuck Harry.

Honestly, Greeks were just too obsessed with sex.

"Minerva?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, what?" She asked.

"No, you were in your head." Harry said. "I asked you if you can think of any places where we could meet now."

"Hmm." Minerva thought for a moment. "No, I don't think I know a place."

Harry thought for a moment, then his face brightened. "I know a place!"

"I thought you considered the Chamber of Secrets your personal quarters, so I didn't want to suggest that." Minerva said.

"No, I've got a better place." Harry said. "I can't believe I forgot about it."

"What?" Minerva said.

Harry faced her. "So remember how I told you that I had Voldemort's memories, but I kept them on a lock, mostly?"

"Yes?"

"Well, there's this secret place here that he has one of his horcruxes in."

"I thought you said it wasn't the Chamber of Secrets."

"It isn't!" Harry said. "It's Lady Rowena Ravenclaw's Room of Requirement!"

"Is that alliteration purposeful?" Minerva asked.

"We'd have to ask her." Harry said. "I've no doubt she has a portrait somewhere in this school, but that's pointless, for now. He has a horcrux there too. Let's go!"

Harry took her hand, and dragged her out, and she followed halfheartedly.

"Slow down, Harry!" She whispered harshly, ignoring the giggling of the ladies behind her. "We'll get caught if you run like this."

Harry threw his Cloak over them, then they began to run again.

Minerva rolled her eyes. "Is it this important to lose all sense of decorum?"

"Yes." Harry said. "You'll see why."

A minute later, they were on the seventh floor, in front of the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy attempting to teach trolls ballet.

Harry walked back and forth.

"What are you doing, Ha-" Minerva said, but she cut herself off when she saw the door appear.

They entered, and they found themselves in a room filled with junk.

"Behold!" Harry said grandly. "The Room of Requirement!"

"Harry, this is a room filled with junk." Minerva said.

"Yeah, we're here for a reason!" Harry said, then he headed in a specific direction with purpose, throwing things out of the way.

Minerva looked at him with confusion, then she saw three boggarts rushing at Harry.

" Expecto Patronum! " Harry cast, and his Patronus had the boggarts fleeing.

Then Harry found something, and cradled it in his hands. "Found you!" He exclaimed, then he set it on the ground.

Then he transformed into a sphinx, and grabbed the item, sucking the horcrux out of it and killing it.

Then he set it down, and changed back to his human form.

He picked it up, and presented it to Minerva.

Minerva looked at it. "It looks familiar." She said hesitantly. "I can't recognize it though."

"It's Lady Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem." Harry said. "It's yours now."

"I can't take it, Harry." She said. "It's yours."

"I have no need for it, my Sphinx form already helps me." Harry said. "Besides, I already know how to create another one."

"What?" Minerva asked.

"It doesn't actually make someone super smart." Harry explained. "It just makes one remember everything of their life, and causes their brain to work at its optimum speed. I'm already doing that, so it's alright. As for how I can create another one, there are several hundred tiny runes on it. I can create another one just by knowing those runes alone. There are several hidden runes, but some searching will help me find those."

"Don't you want to give this to someone else then?" Minerva asked. "Like, maybe Andromeda, or Narcissa, or one of your friends?"

"Minerva, you deserve this." Harry said gently. "I'm not good with this stuff, but you do. A week ago, I came in and threw your life upside down, then I came to you for help, and you delivered. Then I angered you, but you still helped me even though I lied to you. Right now, you're here with me. So yes, I think you deserve it, so I'll give it to you."

Minerva slowly took it in her hands, then she presented it to him. "Can you put it on me?"

"Of course." Harry said, taking it from her.

Minerva turned her back to him, and Harry put it on her forehead.

"Thank you." She said, her voice uncharacteristically soft.

"No problem." Harry said.

Minerva smoothed her robes. "So will this room only ever be filled with junk, or does it change?"

"It's the Room of Requirement, Minerva." Harry said. "Whatever you require, it will provide."

Harry focused for a moment, then the room changed to look exactly like Minerva's quarters.

"Can I do that too?" Minerva asked.

"Sure you can." Harry said.

Minerva focused, then the room changed to the Gryffindor common room.

Then Minerva frowned. "Harry, the diadem, it's sensing your magic, and it wants you for a moment."

"I suppose it's because I'm descended from Lady Rowena." Harry said.

Minerva looked at him in surprise, then she gave him the diadem, and he wore it.

" You are an interesting individual, Harry Potter. " A soft but somewhat absent voice said inside his head. " You know that you're the descendant of all of the Founders except for Helga, and you're the Heir of Salazar already. "

" It's said that the Smiths are descended from her. " Harry responded to her in his mind.

" My husband would be both sad and happy to see you, the last Potter, fight against the world to survive. " Rowena said, ignoring his comment. " You are strong, and I trust that you will eventually find yourself in the top by the end of your ordeals. Do you wish to receive the Ravenclaw family magicks and become Heir Ravenclaw? "

" Yes. " Harry said.

" Then swear, Harry Potter. " Rowena said, and then she left his mind.

Harry raised his head, and drew magic from the diadem to help him word his oath. "I, Harry James Potter, hereby swear to respect and adhere to the Ravenclaw family magicks. I swear to always put my life on the line for my family. This I swear, so I request to be blessed by the family and inherent magicks as Heir Ravenclaw."

A light glowed, then it encompassed Harry, and when the light diminished, Harry was looking at his left ring finger.

"Congratulations, Heir Ravenclaw." Minerva said, looking at his ring.

Harry took the diadem off his head, and put it on her. "It's for you, I'm done with it."

"Well, our hour is over," Minerva said, "and you have Astronomy in half an hour."

Harry nodded. "Then I'll leave. But Minerva, before you leave the room, I want to make sure you know something."

"What is it?" Minerva asked.

"You don't have your glamour on, and you look beautiful either way." Harry said, then he left the room.

Minerva looked at herself, finally realizing that she had spent the whole evening without her glamour on, and Harry had known but not commented for her sake.

Harry reached the Astronomy tower a minute before class started with his telescope shrunk and in his pocket.

"Just in time, Mr. Potter." Professor Aurora Sinistra said frostily. Aurora was a dark skinned witch from Italy, and she had a moderate figure, black eyes, and braided black hair. "Please take a spot, and take your telescope out."

Harry chose an empty area, then he took out his telescope, then he expanded it, and set the tripod.

"Mr. Potter, what is that?" Sinistra asked.

"It's a telescope, Professor." Harry said.

"That is not a telescope." She said, then she took Hermione's telescope from her. "This is a telescope."

"No, they are both telescopes." Harry countered. "The telescope in front of me is called a refractor telescope, while the telescope in your hand is a Newtonian telescope."

"Potter, are you using a muggle telescope?" Malfoy asked with a sneer, and several people laughed at him.

"Yes, I am, it's nice to see you finally learn to act without waiting for letters from your father!" Harry rebutted. "But yes, this was a muggle telescope, but I enhanced it."

"Are you saying Muggle creations are better than ours?" Pansy asked.

"Not necessarily." Harry said. "I'm saying that as a people, we have stagnated. I compared the telescope I bought from Diagon Alley to the one in front of me before I enhanced it, and I can tell you that for a fact that I could see ten times better with the refractor telescope. Now that I've enhanced it, I can see details which you can't. If our magical world was focused on advancement, we would have no one to stop us. I won't deny that we are better than muggles physically," Many muggleborns and half-bloods looked angry at his statement. "But that is merely physically. We can wield magic; they can't. However, they realized that they need advancement and acted accordingly, while us British magicians are using Newtonian telescopes."

"That is enough, Mr. Potter." Professor Sinistra said. "You and I will have a discussion after class. If you think your telescope is worthy, you will have to prove it. We have two hours of class; I want a rough map of tonight's sky, with all the planets and the brightest stars."

"Yes, Professor." Harry said, then he went to work.

Harry was so immersed in his work, he barely realized the time passing until the bell rang.

"Class dismissed." Sinistra said. "Everyone turn in your observations. Mr. Potter, stay."

Tracey sent him a sympathetic look, but it vanished immediately. Harry appreciated the support, and he knew why she didn't publicly react, it still wasn't safe for her to be familiar with him.

Harry didn't take his wand out till all of the students left the roof.

He held his wand in his hand, and looked at Aurora and saw that she had her wand pointed at him. "Well, I don't think Albus didn't get you to join his side willingly, so are we going to do this or not?"

"Just waiting for reinforcements." Aurora said, and Harry paled, then he jumped away, and saw several spells hit where he was just standing.

He looked at the entrance to the roof, and saw Professors Flitwick, Sprout, Hooch, Burbage, Babbling, Snape, and Vector, and Madame Pomfrey enter the roof and aim their wands at him.

"You're this scared of me, Dumbledore?" Harry called out as he dodged the spells flying at him. "You can't even come yourself, where are you watching from?"

"Fucking pussy." Harry muttered. "Doesn't even respect me enough to attack me himself."

Harry began to fight back, using Parselmagic, as that was their weakness. They were all experienced mages in many different fields, and Harry knew that as could as he was at dueling or fighting, eight against one isn't very good odds, especially against such experienced mages.

"§ Earthen serpent, break free from your rooted chains! §" Harry chanted, and he felt the presence of his creation coming to him from the ground.

Harry distracted his opponents as well as he could, rolling and dodging and shielding and attacking as well as he could without causing lethal damage, then Harry's backup arrived.

A humongous serpent made out of rocks was behind Harry's opponents, and it was able to swallow Septima, Poppy and Aurora before anyone could react.

When they realized that there was a huge earthen serpent behind them and attacking them, they jumped out of its way as it lunged its head at them.

As they all jumped away from the ginormous head, Snape miscalculated his jump, and landed inside the serpent's head.

(A.N.: Of course, it was purposeful, but to Dumbledore and everyone on the roof except for Harry, it seemed accidental.)

The serpent lunged at them again, and this time it was able to swallow Hooch.

They started dividing their attention between the serpent and Harry, two of them attacking Harry and the other two attempting to destroy the earthen serpent, so the serpent left from their view.

They began to focus all their attention on Harry, and Harry flipped backwards three times in a row to dodge their spells.

"Harry!" Minerva screamed, entering the roof.

"Not now, Minerva." He grunted, twisting his hips to escape a spell to his shoulder.

Minerva nodded, then she conjured a thick glass to block two spells from Burbage and Babbling.

The spells blasted the glass into shards, and Minerva took control of the shards, then she aimed them at Burbage and Babbling, making sure not to hit their torso but only their legs and arms.

Fortunately for them, they shielded themselves against the shards, but unfortunately for them, they didn't realize that Harry flashed to behind them, and he banged their heads against each other, knocking them out.

"I'll take Filius, you take Pomona!" Minerva said, transfiguring some wolves and sending them to attack Filius.

Harry nodded, then he focused on Pomona Sprout, the second last opponent. She looked like an old plump lady, but that was a glamour, and Harry knew that.

Harry dodged her attacks, then he responded with his own.

He shielded against her jelly legs jinx, then he cast a bone-breaker curse on her right leg, and the spell hit her femur, and she fell to the ground.

Harry cast a Stupefy at her, then he looked at Minerva and Filius.

Minerva was giving Filius a hard time with her transfigurations, but he wasn't a dueling master for nothing, and he was slowly pushing her back.

Harry joined the fight, and they pushed Filius from two sides, forcing him to back away to give himself a vantage point.

Filius jumped back so that they were both in his viewpoint, and then he began to slowly bunch them closer and closer, so that they would be close enough that they would mess each other's wand movements.

When they were two feet away from each other, Harry smirked. " Protego Totalum! "

Filius frowned; why was he letting himself stay still while he still had an opponent? Harry pointed up with a smirk in answer to his unsaid question.

Filius looked up, and the only thing he saw was the earthen serpent swallowing him from above.

Harry cancelled the shield, then he breathed a sigh in relief. "Thanks Minerva, I nearly got chopped up, how did you know to come here?"

"Septima was supposed to visit me." Minerva said. "When she didn't, I was worried, then I came to make sure you were ok."

"Well, you damn sure saved me." Harry said. "What now, Dumbledore?"

There was no response, and Harry sighed. "He's still a fucking coward." He turned to Minerva. "Can you tie them up? I have to clean their minds from whatever Albus put in them."

Minerva nodded.

"Minerva, I just want you to know that I've been trying to fix this, but everytime I break one of Albus' strong mind messes, I end up in a compromising position. If they just have compulsions, then it's good and nothing happens, but I wanted to let you know."

Minerva nodded. "Get this done quickly."

Harry nodded, then he walked over to Sprout, then he cast the spells to break the compulsions, then he cast Incarcerous on her, then Rennervate. She woke up and tried to attack Harry, but Harry dove into her mind before she could do anything.

Harry found barriers in her mind almost everywhere, the only thing she could think was to attack him.

Harry broke through it, then he exited her mind and got off her, then he went to Professor Charity Burbage.

Harry broke through the compulsions on her mind, then he woke her up. She tried to attack him, but he dove into her mind before she could act.

Once he was done with her, he turned to Bathsheda Babbling. He broke through the compulsions on her mind, then he woke her up.

Bathsheda rubbed her eyes. "What happened?"

"You got forced to attack me, along with some other teachers." Harry said.

"Oh, I remember that now." Bathsheda moaned. "Did you have to bang our heads that hard? I have a headache now."

"I'm sorry, I will just ignore the fact that you're attacking me, and I'll give you a tap next time." Harry said sarcastically, then he walked to the edge of the roof, and jumped off.

"Did he just jump off the roof?" Charity asked from next to Bathsheda. "And why do I look so good now?"

Bathsheda looked at Charity. Before, Charity looked like an older woman with greying blonde hair, blue eyes, and small curves. Bathsheda knew that her features were old because of the glamour, but her old figure was the same with or without the glamour.

Now, Charity's hair was lush, and showed no signs of greying. Her face had no wrinkles, and it looked like she had just applied a light touch of makeup. Her body was curvaceous, and she had a fine hourglass figure.

"We'll explain when Harry comes back." Minerva said in a voice that demanded no disagreements.

Bathsheda wanted to say something, but she knew that it was best to listen to Minerva if she was being stern.

After Harry jumped, he landed on the head of his earthen serpent. He grabbed on, then the serpent slowed down and curled up.

Harry got off, then the serpent opened its mouth and dropped five knocked out individuals, handcuffed by rocks.

Harry tapped the serpent's side reassuringly. "§ Return to your abode, serpent. §"

The serpent dove into the ground, then it disappeared, leaving no sign of it.

Harry took Snape by the collar first, and woke him up.

Snape spit at him. "You won this time, brat."

"And you lost, rapist murderer." Harry said, but inwardly, they were both trying hard not to laugh at the over the top acting. "Today is not your day, Severus." Harry blasted the handcuffs open. "Run away, coward. I don't want to even sense your presence near me today."

Harry let Snape go, and he ran away, looking back every five or so paces.

Next, Harry took Filius, and broke through the compulsions on his mind. Then he woke him up.

"I apologize." Filius said as soon as he woke up and saw Harry. "I didn't mean to attack you, I was pumped up with potions and charms, I didn't see it coming."

"Albus is cowardly and crafty like that." Harry said. "Now, I will wake the rest up, whatever happens, do not attack. I've done this before, so trust me."

Filius nodded, and Harry cleared the Professors' minds one by one.

All of them had barriers in their minds. Professor Hooch had the worst, her mind was almost empty, just like Sprout's, and Professor Vector's mind was in the same state, but Aurora's and Poppy's minds were in the best state of all of theirs.

Once Harry was done with it all, he raised his hands to cut off any questions. "I know you have questions, but we can go over that as a group. Professors McGonagall, Babbling, Burbage, and Sprout are waiting for us, and explaining it all at once makes life easier."

They nodded, and Harry turned into a phoenix, then he grabbed Filius with one talon and Aurora with another, then he flashed them to the Astronomy tower roof.

When they reached there, they found the others feebly defending themselves against Dumbledore, and they were pressed against the edge of the roof.

Harry immediately dropped Filius and Aurora, then he screeched, and a blast of fire headed towards Albus, who's phoenix saved him.

Harry flapped his wings, and it sent ice running across the floor, making all of the floor in front of him a sheet of ice.

Harry screeched again, sending another blast of fire, then he waited for the fire to disappear.

Harry flashed away and brought Professors Hooch and Vector and Madame Pomfrey, then he turned into his human form.

Harry looked at Minerva. "Should we go to the Room?"

"That would be best." Minerva said.

Harry nodded, then he began to walk towards the Room of Requirement, Minerva and the others following him.

"You can be nicer to everyone and walk with them." Minerva teased, walking next to him.

"He's getting too bold." Harry said. "I can't - we'll talk in the Room."

They reached the portrait of Barnabas the Barmy, and Harry stood in front of the empty wall, then he made a privacy dome over them.

"Room of Requirement, I, Harry James Potter, Heir of House Ravenclaw and its last descendant, command you to enter security mode."

The door appeared, but now it was bolted, as if it was displaying its acceptance of the command.

"And I command you to give full access to Minerva McGonagall, Lily Potter, Andromeda Black Tonks, Narcissa Malfoy neé Black, Sirius Black, and Nymphadora Black Tonks, so long as they are of their own minds."

The door made a sound as it registered the command.

"And I command you to give partial access to Filius Flitwick, Aurora Sinistra, Severus Snape, Charity Burbage, Septima Vector, Rolanda Hooch, Bathsheda Babbling, Poppy Pomfrey, and Pomona Sprout, so long as they are of their own minds."

The door made a sound as it registered the command, then Harry opened the door. "Come in, please."

They all entered, to see a council table, and fifteen chairs.

Harry took a seat at the head of the table, and Minerva took the seat, and the others slowly took their seats, till there was an empty seat to Minerva's right, and three empty seats to Harry's left, and there were two other empty seats on either side of Filius, who was sitting right across Harry.

Harry cleared his throat. "I suppose I owe many of you an explanation. All I ask is that I not be interrupted when I explain, and that if you decide to back out of this after the explanation, that you allow me to block the memory of this meeting. You will still remember the meeting, but you will never be able to speak of it with any other than those in the know. A Fidelius charm, but it locks knowledge."

"The Heir Ravenclaw ring gave you that spell, didn't it?" Minerva asked.

"Yes." Harry said. "Where's the diadem?"

Minerva tapped her wand on her forehead, and the diadem appeared.

Harry smiled at her, then he turned to the rest. "Are my terms agreeable?"

One by one, they all nodded.

"Good." Harry said. "My story -"

The door opened, to reveal Snape. He looked around, then he took a seat next to Filius. "Sorry I'm late, I had to nurse Albus' burnt ego."

Harry smirked at the word choice, then he adopted a serious expression once more. "As I was saying, my story begins on Halloween of 1981. I'm sure you all think you know what happened that day and its preceding and following events, but you truly don't, which I'm sure you understand considering the case of my godfather Sirius Black. As I'm sure you all know, Peter Pettigrew was the secret keeper, but he was also a Death Eater, who revealed our place of residence to Voldemort. What many of you don't know is what happened on Halloween. I didn't remember any of the events of that day until last year, when I faced the dementors.

"I remember Dad and Mum talking, then Dad looked out the window and panicked. He told Mum to run away with me, because 'He' was here." At this point, no one needed to ask who he was. "Dad said he would hold Voldemort off, and he said for Mum to grab me and apparate away. Mum did so, but when she attempted to apparate, she failed. She placed me in my bassinet, then she turned away and drew her wand. Voldemort entered the room, and he ordered Mum to move aside so he could kill me. My mother refused, and then Voldemort killed Mum. Then there was a pause in sound, and I didn't know what was going on. Then Voldemort looked at me, then he did something, which I had no idea how it affected me until this summer. Then he cast the killing curse at me, but instead of killing me, the curse rebounded and hit him, then I fell asleep.

"That is the end of my memory, until several hours later. I was picked up by Sirius Black, and he held me, then he took me out of the house, when he was confronted by Hagrid. Hagrid insisted I be given to him, as that was Dumbledore's orders. Sirius protested, as he was my godfather. Eventually, Sirius acquiesced, and handed me to Hagrid, and gave Hagrid his motorcycle. After Sirius told Hagrid to take care of me, they parted ways.

"I don't know how much time passed, but I remember eventually being dropped in front of a door in a cradle with a note, like a gallon of milk.

"I have no idea what deemed me to be worthy of both Dumbledore and Voldemort's attention. Severus, do you know?"

Severus nodded. "There was a prophecy. I was the one who delivered the knowledge of it to Voldemort, and that was the first and last time I ever let Dumbledore lay a mind altering spell on me."

Harry leaned forward. He wasn't sure why Lily had never told him about the prophecy, but this seemed important. "Do you have the wording?"

Snape shook his head. "I only ever heard the first two lines. Dumbledore took care of me before that."

"Can you explain what happened?" Harry asked.

Snape nodded. "I was at the Hog's Head with Lucius, we were there at the behest of the Dark Lord, he wanted us to find recruits. Then we saw Albus and Trelawney enter, and then Aberforth gave Albus a key to a private room. Lucius sent me to check on what was going on, and I followed them. Albus left the door open. Trelawney was asking for the Divination position, when all of a sudden she stopped talking. Then she began to speak in a dreamy voice. She said 'The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... borne to those who have thrice defied him, borne as the seventh month dies…' Then I looked up, and I saw Albus' wand pointing at me through the open door. The next thing I knew was that I had to go and give Voldemort the new information. I went, and dragged Lucius out with me, which caused a tiny scene, and Aberforth kicked us out."

Harry took in the information, nodding slowly. "And I was born just as July died, right?"

"According to Voldemort, you were born two minutes before midnight." Snape said.

"...I'll have to visit the Hall of Prophecies." Harry said. "That will help a good amount. Anyways, to proceed, I spent the next few years tortured by my Muggle relatives. I'm not being sarcastic, I think I would have died had it not been for my magic straining to sustain me. Moving on, I came here for school, and you all know how that went on for the most part.

"End of last year is when I start to find out what's actually going on. Before Sirius left, he gave me a mirror. He said to use it to contact him. All I had to do was say his name, and he would receive a call on his mirror.

"Three weeks after school ended, I contacted Sirius. We talked, then we went over my school years, and came to the conclusion that Dumbledore was using me. I stayed with him for the rest of the summer, and Sirius helped me truly learn magic.

"Over the summer, I decided to learn how to become an animagus. Sirius helped me, being an animagus himself, and eventually, I discovered my forms."

Everyone looked at him in surprise, and he nodded. "Yes, my phoenix isn't my only form, I'm a Superior Animagus, it'll make for some fun when Dumbledore breaks Grindelwald out. Currently, I have over twenty-five forms, but I will not reveal all of them at this point in time.

"However, two of my forms are important. One of them was a Great Sphinx, and the other was a manticore.

"Neither of these were in their true forms, though. They were both binded down, and the manticore was stuck as a lion.

"After much work, we destroyed the bindings. The Sphinx bindings were much more complicated, as they have relations to the mind. Eventually, we defeated the bindings. However, the knowledge we received was quite interesting, to say the least.

"We found out that in that time between my mother's death and when Voldemort attempted to kill me, he trapped Mum's soul in my body. However, when he attempted to kill me, his waning strength as well as the runes and rituals Mum did to protect me caused the spell to hit him instead. Most of his soul that was present that day escaped as a wraith, however a sliver stayed in my scar as Voldemort's sixth horcrux."

"How did he keep his sanity if he went that far?" Snape asked, horrified.

"I don't think he was ever truly sane, Severus." Harry said. "As I was saying, there was a horcrux. We were able to separate it from my body, then out of instinct as a Sphinx, I grabbed the escaping wraith and dissolved it into myself. So that sliver of Voldemort's soul is dead, but I have all his memories from the moment he was born to when he tried to kill me. I keep those memories locked for the most part, but the knowledge is useful on many occasions.

"Next, we destroyed the bindings on my manticore form, and my magic was unleashed. Apparently, I was way stronger as a baby, but I didn't know that. But now, I usually stay in lion form and keep my large magical aura hidden.

"Now, Dumbledore. He's a piece of work. The war between Grindelwald and the rest of the world was smoke and mirrors. Right now, most of the world thinks Gellert is dead. However, in reality, he is staying in his old fortress, Nurmengard.

"The two of them want to make the magical world under their hands, much like Voldemort does. However, Dumbledore is playing the long game. I believe the original plan was to make me attempt to kill Voldemort by destroying his horcruxes, then have Voldemort kill me, leaving Dumbledore to come in and kill Voldemort, and save the magical world once more. Now though, Dumbledore regards me as a threat, because I might be able to defeat Voldemort.

"Neither of them care how many people they kill, trample, destroy, or torture in their rise to world domination. The only difference is that Voldemort wants power, and Dumbledore wants to bring order to the world. Me, I just want to live my life without this bullshit. And that's what this is about, for the most part. Now, it's up to you, all of you. If you want to help me save our world."

"I am in." Filius said. "But I want to clarify that my students will always come first."

Harry nodded. "I expect no less."

"You already know I'm in." Minerva said.

"I do." Harry said.

"I already came here because I personally know what types of world the others want, so you better damn well believe I'm in." Snape said furiously.

"I'm in as well." Poppy said. "I saw the effects of Dumbledore's plans two years ago, when we had petrified students laying in the medical wing."

"Count me in." Aurora said. "You weren't wrong when you said we were stagnating as a people."

Harry nodded.

"I'm in." Septima said.

"Me too." Bathsheda said.

"Honestly, you shouldn't need to ask." Rolanda said. "We all decided to become teachers for a reason, before Albus fucked it up. I'm in."

Harry nodded.

"I'm in too." Charity said.

"Alright." Harry said. "Any questions?"

"Is Lily alive?" Snape asked.

"Yes, she is." Harry said. "When I defeated the horcrux, she left my body and went back to her own, and she's stayed with me since then. Currently, she's in the Chamber of Secrets. You two were old friends, were you not?"

Snape nodded. "She lived two blocks away from me. We were good friends until sixth year, when I was forced to call her a mudblood by Lucius and his friends. We never talked much later, but she is still one of my dearest friends."

"Could that have been why Voldemort told Mum to move rather than kill her? Because he knew you were friends?"

Snape nodded. "As you know, he had a very twisted form of humor. I suppose he thought that if he killed all she loved but not her, I'd still have my friend, but she'd always hate me because of my Mark."

Harry nodded. "I'd take it off, but that would blow your cover. I'll explain everything to her, and let you know if she wants to see you. Any other questions?"

"What happened to us?" Septima asked.

"You know how there is a direct relationship between our magical strength and our physical strength?" Harry asked.

"Yes." Septima said.

"Well, when I broke the barriers in your minds, I had to seep my true aura through you. That caused your bodies to reach their optimum states. Anyone who spends enough time around my true aura will eventually go through the same thing."

"Why were you in sexual positions with them when you were breaking the barriers?" Filius asked.

"The barriers can't be broken by simple force." Harry said. "I've tried. The only way they break is if I slowly do it. The effect is that when I exit the victim's mind, I will be in a sexual position with them."

Harry created five clones of himself, and they walked out of the room. "They are going to ward your classrooms."

"Isn't it more correct to say 'I am'?" Snape asked.

"That's how I look at it." Harry said. "But most people won't appreciate it."

He made four more clones. "Everyone except for the Heads of Houses and Deputy Headmistress, you are dismissed. I will follow you to your quarters, then I will ward your quarters."

For a moment, they looked confused, then they understood his meaning, and they left.

"See?" Harry said. "If I use first person, they get confused."

Snape nodded. "Now, why did you ask us to stay?"

"There's a law in the charter." Harry said. "You pointed it out to me, and I confirmed it. If three Heads of Houses and the Deputy Headmistress agree on something, they can veto anything done by the Headmaster. A new by-law, a job, anything. Right now, Severus is undercover. He will be arguing against you, and being an all around asshole. You know how annoying he can usually be, expect that attitude times ten. Severus, I know you like to be an asshole to the students because it's fun, and because it helps your cover. They'll threaten you in a meeting. I want you to improve your teaching after that. In fact, I am telling everyone to improve their teaching. We have no need for subterfuge, Albus already knows he lost everyone except for Snape. Threaten Severus in a meeting, and by the time the other schools come for the tournament, this school will be looking way better. We need to get two new things. A new caretaker, and a new teacher for Care of Magical Creatures. Hagrid can go back to groundskeeper, I'll try to get a new teacher. For now, we can leave Hagrid until we get a better teacher. Do any of you have any suggestions for a caretaker?"

"I can ask my mother." Minerva said hesitantly. "My father died three years ago, and Mom is a very powerful witch, so she still has at least thirty years normally before she even starts to age. She misses this world, but she finds no reason to return, so she hasn't yet."

"Do you think she will be able to do the job?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I do." Minerva said. "I'll visit her tomorrow morning, and ask her if that's ok."

"That's perfect." Harry said. "When will you hold the meeting to bring in the new changes?"

"How about Sunday evening?" Snape suggested. "That way Albus has just enough breathing space to see it coming, but not enough to stop it with anything short of a hostile takeover."

"I'll be hidden in the meeting room then." Harry said. "I need to have words with Fawkes."

"What did Fawkes do?" Minerva asked.

"I'm his superior." Harry said. "I'm a dual elemental Phoenix, and he's a puny common phoenix. He should not be getting in my way. Dumbledore could have been burnt to death, with no body to find."

There was an awkward silence.

Minerva put her hand on Harry's arm. "Harry, I don't think that everyone else is ready for you casually being angry about not being able to kill Dumbledore."

"And you are ready?" Pomona asked with a raised eyebrow. "That is a very unique statement."

"Of course I am." Minerva said. "Who do you think stopped him from killing Dumbledore when he figured out that Albus was trying to steal his family library?"

"That's not why I wanted to kill him that night." Harry said.

"Shush." She rebuked.

"Yes, Minerva." He said, smirking at her. Then he looked at the rest. "If there's nothing else?"

The others shook their heads.

"Then this meeting is adjourned." Harry said, making three clones. "I will ward your quarters."

The others left, and Harry looked at Minerva worriedly. "Are you ok?"

Minerva rested her head on his shoulder, knowing what he was talking about. "I'm fine, Harry. You came in time, didn't you?"

"I should have got there earlier." Harry said.

"You were there though." Minerva said. "You gave me the diadem. If I didn't have it, neither of us would be here right now."

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"Well, I would be laid in a bed, unmoving, and you would be killing anything between you and Albus."

"How can you be so frank about that?" Harry asked.

"It comes with the type of wisdom one can only gain from age." Minerva said as she stood up. She kissed Harry on the cheek, then she walked towards the door. "Go to sleep, Harry. I'm sure you have things to do tomorrow."

She left, and Harry absentmindedly put his fingers over the spot where Minerva kissed him.