Sorry it has been a bit longer than I usually wait to update but here is chapter eight.

Chapter 8:

Dinner was a tense affair; everyone kept staring and pointing at Harry while Ron and Hermione acted as a buffer from the people actually coming up to him, he was still very uncomfortable. Orsin and Paner lucked out; they had patrols along the property lines of the school Loba and Stone using their superior nose to sniff out trouble. Harry sighed at the admiring looks from the younger years (hearing the stories of his deeds from the older students). He looked at the head table and was meet with the loathing glare of the potions master "Something's never change" He muttered under his breath making Hermione and Ron laugh, they knew who he looked at.

Harry then caught the eye of another old friend, Malfoy, but this one he decided to be a bit of an ass, so he waved and grinned cheekily. Malfoy's face turned from pale to red, he sneered and tried to ignore the Warden, sadly Harry liked to push the issues now. "Miss me Malfoy?" He called across the hall with an irritating smirk, Ron and Hermione were shocked at Harry's reaction, this was totally not like the Harry they remembered. Malfoy stood up from the table and marched angrily toward the Storm Warden. "You got a problem Potter?" Malfoy was automatically flanked by his two cronies; Harry just sat there with a smirk on his face. "I have no problem Malfoy just saying hi, is that problem? Oh by the way how is your dad?"

That made Malfoy's already red face even redder. You see after Harry's first year with the Wardens they discovered that he was a horcrux (It disrupted his ability to use light, that's how they found out) once they found that out they did research and found out where the other Horcruxes were. Using the enormous resources that the Wardens have they managed to find and destroy all of them. Sadly though the original piece was still floating around, probably hiding with one of his followers, so the Wardens used their resources to put definitive evidence into Madam Bones' (DMLE Head) hands, who then used them to put all of them ranging from a pickpocket to the Under-Secretary to the Minister herself, this included Malfoy senior as well, hence Draco's anger. Though they did eventually find the last bit of the soul and finished Voldemort off for good (That's why the students can live without fear and why Voldemort will not appear in this story, Sorry). The young Malfoy scion's wand came out so fast only Harry and a few of the staff could track it.

"Duel. You. Me. Now!" the blonde's voice came out in bursts of rage. Harry smiled and turned to the Head's table, "Oh professor Snape would you be so kind as to officiate this friendly duel." That small statement made both pale men color even more, Snape because he feels insulted by the arrogant child and Malfoy because of Harry's cavalier attitude. Snape nodded his head as he rose from the table, "Shall we take this outside for a better venue?" Dumbledore's voice asked just as cheerily as Harry's, everyone agreed to that and so everyone went out to the grounds, where balls of light were conjured so as to see better, it was night after all.

Out of the edges of light came Paner and Orsin riding Stone and Loba, both panting slightly from sprinting form the other side of the grounds. "What's going on here" Orsin asked as he dismounted with his axe at the ready. "Oh you know Harry isn't back five minutes and he already challenged one of the best duelists in the school" Ron said begrudgingly and with some mirth. "Typical" Muttered Paner as she dismounted with a roll of her eyes. Hermione looked at the with questioning eyes, "What do you mean by typical?" she asked "Well Harry usually finds the person who is perceived to be the strongest and decides to take them down a notch, he has done it at the last three Warden stations we have visited, its quite entertaining but gets old fast" Paner gave another roll of her eyes, which caused Orsin and Ron to chuckle and Hermione to give an exasperated look, "That sounds nothing like the Harry I know" she said as she bowed her head feeling sad, the small boy who was kind and humble was gone, now stood the proud and confident man, has four years really changed him that much?

Harry stood in the middle of the dueling arena that was conjured specifically for this duel by Dumbledore, the arena was a circular shape with a dirt floor and a wooden guard rail, and along the guard rail were enchantments that no spell could get through. On one side stood Malfoy and Snape whispering quickly back and forth, Harry knew he wasn't going to get a fair shake but it didn't bother him he has faced worse odds, on the other side stood Dumbledore smiling at him in that grandfatherly way that makes people feel safe. The young Warden wore his battle armor but had left the jacket hanging on the guard rail, and he had only one of his two swords drawn from the scabbard, the one that rested in his left hand.

Malfoy and Snape joined Harry in the middle of the arena and discussed the rules, no unforgivables (that was obvious) and the young Malfoy heir didn't even complain about Harry's sword. Both boys bowed and walked to their respective ends when Snape counted to three Malfoy started firing off silent curses left and right trying to put Harry on the defensive, keyword is trying, Harry charged and skillfully sliced through Malfoy's wand as he passed, he stood there proud and smirking as he sheathed his blade ma d Snape's called out as to who the winner was, "Winner by disqualification: Draco Malfoy" Harry whirled around fast as lightning, as the Slytherins cheered as the rest of the school booed. Harry just stood there for a moment and started to laugh shortly he was joined by the other two Wardens as the rest of the school went quiet, their laughter echoing eerily across the grounds. "Well done Harry your plan worked" Orsin called his voice full of mirth. "Severus Snape, for your transgressions against my person I challenge you to an Honor duel" Harry's voice commanded attention as it rang out strong and clear.

The Slytherins started to laugh and Snape sneered, "How arrogant of you potter to think that you could take me on" Harry just smirked as he removed his swords, he walked over to Orsin and handed them to him. "Yes I do think that I can take you on and beat you for good measure at that" that smirk still there as he leaned on the guard rail projecting an aura of confidence and power. Snape got very angry at that remark and at the fact that the young man removed his swords, the only weapon he seemed to have. The potions master got so angry at the laugh that Harry gave off from something Orsin had said that he shot a dark hex at the Storm Warden only to hit a barrier of light.

Harry pushed off the guard rail as thunder rolled across the grounds, his face dark as the sky above. "You attack before a duel can fully start endangering others. You are such a coward" Lightning struck the ground at his feet as he said this making most of the school shiver in fear. "Uh Oh, he's done it now." Orsin muttered loud enough for others to hear. "Done what?" asked a timid first year that was standing nearby. "Harry's personality is like the calm before the storm but when you get him mad as your professor did there, he becomes the embodiment of a storm himself and nothing can stand in the storms way. But worry not young one you are safe only the teacher shall feel the storm" That made the young boy smile and watch in fascination.

In the arena the weather was bizarre, the winds picked up so it sounded like a beast roaring in your ears, rain was coming down in torrential sheets making the ground mud in seconds with lightning striking it every other second, then came the hail, it came down the size of golf balls, and to top all of the off Harry stood there in the isolated storm charging up a ball of light. "So Professor, you still think I can't take you?" He called over the winds. Snape tried to send off a couple of spells but the winds kept pushing him down and the rain kept filling his mouth. Harry was chuckling as he tossed the ball and made it land right at Snape's feet; it then exploded in a concussive wave that knocked the potions maser flat on his back hitting his head against the ground and knocking him out cold. The storm immediately stopped and Harry hopped over the guard rail and gathered up his swords. "I win right?" he looked at the Headmaster who smiled and nodded slightly. There was a cheer from the other houses and a mass exodus back to the school. The legend of Harry Potter had just grown, to one that will make this wizarding world quake; the question is are they ready for it?

Ok so I hope you like it

Sadly I won't be updating until after thanksgiving so I can spend time with my family, I will however be posting a crossover either late this evening or early tomorrow morning that will be the last thing posed by me till next week.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience, and until Next Time

Dragon Vongola