Hello everyone. Sorry I have not updated in a while. Things have been really hectic. At least it is spring break.

Review, just don't complain about my terrible grammar.

From

Youikina

P.s. I do not own Harry Potter or Scorpion King


All he could hear was the sound of pouring rain, as he looked out the window of the Hogwarts express. He plans to become a solitude this year, ignoring everyone. He has his family trunk with him. No one can get in there but him or any member of his family.

Petunia decided that he would no longer have to keep his grades down on purpose. The future is still unclear so far, and he likes it that way.

There is no way he wants to be Dumbledore, Voldemort, or the Ministries seer, but he knew one day he would be forced to belong to one of them. That very thought terrified him. He really did not want to belong to anyone, but for some reason, he just knew he would belong to someone. Call it a seers intuition.

He was going to have to get on Umbridges good side. He knew from that vision about her talking to Fudge, that he is not going to like her one bit. However, it would be easier for him just to play along that Voldemort is not back, even though he is.

With a sigh, he closed the book on his lap. It was written by one of his ancestors, who was a master Potion maker. He talked in his journal about why the potions tasted so bad. They did not want people to get dependent on the potion.

The train is almost at Hogwarts. So quickly, he got dressed. Shrinking down his trunk, he slipped it into his was not going to let anyone take his trunk from him, not even the house-elves. What he found out from the goblins is that the house-elves go through every single trunk to make sure there are no dark objects there, but they are not allowed to check over the students.

So if the students keep their trunks on them the entire time, there is no way the house-elves can go through them.

He just wanted to get this over with.

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Harry sat in the Great Hall. He really didn't care what is going on, or that the other students are trying to avoid him. It still hurt, but not as much as he thought it would. The one good thing about gaining his seer ability is that he can write in Akkadian. Since the language is no longer used, Hermione would not be able to read over his shoulder. His secrets would stay his.

Another thing he learned from Cassandra's book is that no one can enter a seers mind, because they will go absolutely insane or destroy their own minds if they do. Harry felt that it was a good defense.

"Harry," snapped Ron, after trying to get his attention for so long.

"Do want something thief,"he asked, glancing at him. All eyes at Gryffindor table stared at him in shock.

"How dare you call him that," snapped Hermione, using her know it all voice.

"You two were no longer my friends when I found out that you became my friends for money and to get your hands on my families Grimoires," said Harry, before gasps rang out through the hall. Apparently, the hall went as he spoke.

"Is this true Mr. Potter," asked the women with the shrill sweet voice. Looking up, he saw the women dressed in pink , staring down at him.

"Yes Madam, I went to Gringotts to find out that I had several loyalty charms, trust potions, a spell to make me spill all my secrets to miss granger, and several mind altering spells on me. Apparently it has been happening since I came to Hogwarts. I have no idea if any of my memories are real," he said, before he saw the thoughts running through her head.

"Why would they do that," asked Umbridge, her smile getting wider.

"Dumbledore put them up to it. He sent me to my aunts, knowing full well how abusive my uncle. Since my uncle was arrested yesterday, I don't have to hide my intelligence anymore. I should have never have been put in Gryffindor in the first place, apparently I had a spell on me to hate slytherins, which is why I wasn't put in my proper house. I don't want to be in a house that will turn on people on a dime. There is not a single Gryffindor here that is loyal, except Neville, who should be in Hufflepuff," said Harry giving a small smile.

"Your uncle was abusive. A muggle abused you," said Umbridge is shock.

"Why are you so shocked, it happens all the time in the wizarding world, and the ministry does nothing to stop it," said Harry, playing at her strength.

"We will not allow child abuse to stand," shouted the pink haired women.

"But you do. There are three main types of abuse. The first is Physical, like beating or using spells to cause the body harm. The second is sexual, which deal with forcing anyone to have a sexual encounter they don't want, like rape. The third is mental, where some beats someone down with words, making them loose confidence, and some have killed themselves because of it. There are plenty of people who have been abused not only by teachers but my family members and other students, and no one stops it. They ignore it, only making it worse," said Harry before Umbridge glared at him.

"Name some," demanded Umbridge.

"Neville Longbottom is emotionally abused by his grandmother and physically abused by his uncle. His first year he spoke of his uncle hanging him out of the window by his ankles, and dropped him because another family member distracted them. Neville could have died but his grandmother only cared he had magic. While she is a strong women, she is stunting Neville growth by treating him like he will never he good enough, and forcing him to use his fathers wand, which will not work for him," said Harry, before Umbridge turned to the now stunned boy.

"Did you really say that you first year, and are you using your fathers wand," she asked.

"Y...yes..madam," whispered Neville, as he tried to blend into the shadows.

The pink haired women thought before putting her hand on Harry shoulder.

"You said you belonged in Slytherin right," she asked. He nodded before she mentioned him to follow. He stood, and followed her up to the sorting hat. The hat was shoved on his head.

About time, I have been waiting to put you in your right house, Slytherin!

The hall is silent, as he sat down besides Draco.

"Look at the little half blood," sneered pansy.

"If I am a half-blood, then you are a pug," Harry said right back.

"Your not a half blood," asked Draco in shock.

"I learned at Gringotts that my mother is from a very powerful pureblood family, bur they had a lot of squibs. I wont tell you the name yet, just know that I will have a lot of power in years to come," said Harry with a Slytherin smirk. Several of his housemates looked shocked.

"Is that so," asked Pansy, with a greedy look in her eyes.

"Pansy, I am and never will be interested in you. You wish to marry a powerful man, but with the way you act, you will never marry one unless the other is forced into a marriage contract," said Harry, before grasping a goblet.

"How," started pansy, before Draco held up his hand, making her fall silent.

"What he speaks is the truth. So, Harry now you are in Slytherin, you will have to be tutored. We need to be the best, no matter what," said Draco, giving him a hard look.

"Draco, I know all the way up to sixth year text. Just because I have been terrible at all my classes does not mean I am not smart. I actually dumbed down all my essays and works to make sure that I would have something to eat during the summer," said Harry, before mouths slightly fell open.

"But your potions have exploded before," shouted Pansy, so un-slytherin.

"I would add the wrong ingredient, but I would choose one that would not cause any lasting harm to anyone. I happen to love potions," said Harry, ignoring the now sputtering girl.

"I think I like you Harry," said Draco, trying not to laugh at Pansy.

"No problem Draco, I just wonder how Ronald, and Granger are going to deal with their new change in status," said Harry, before taking a bite out of the chicken in front of him.

"Why call him Ronald, not Weasley," asked Pansy, confused. It would not be extremely hard to get her confused.

"Well, The twins and I have a business agreement. I happen to like them, and they are like real brother. The tried to tell me many times, but it seems something was preventing them. I do not know Bill or Charlie, so I have no problems with them. Ronald wants power and fame but does not want to do the work to gain it. Ginny wants to be the wife to the boy-who-lived. Dumbledore made a marriage contract between us. Since my aunt is my real magical guard she was able to cancel the contract in return for not suing the Weasleys for the money that was stolen," said Harry, before letting the information sink in. He knew everyone in the hall is listening to every word he spoke.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE CONTRACT IS CANCELED," shouted Ginny standing up, her eyes full of rage.

"I would be watching what you say, Miss Weasley. You owe me two life-debts. Ronald owes me one as well. Granger owes me one. You three dare treat me as such when you owe me your lives," Harry said before whispers broke out among the purebloods.

"What is a life-debt," asked a random muggleborn student.

"If I may," started Umbridge, bringing all attention to her. She cleared her throat. "A life-debt happens when one wizard or witch saves another. The witch or wizard who was saved owes the other their life, until the life-debt is released. The life-debts will also pass down through families. Since Granger, and many others were saved by Harry, they owe him a life-debt. So if he calls them on it, he could demand anything he wants, and they cannot object. If they object, their very magic will be ripped from their bodies and they will die."

Eyes went wide in shock, before understanding reached the muggleborns.

Harry knew this needed to happen, because if it does not, his life would be much worse, and so would the lives of his fellow students.


Thank you for reading!

From

Youikina