A/N : Hey everyone! So sorry for the delay, just been super busy. So to make up for it, I've decided to add two chapters instead of one. Hope you all like it
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Ch.2
Harry got up off the ground and headed towards the kitchen. After his 17th birthday, Dumbledore had told him that he could leave the Dursley's. And leave he did, straight to the Burrow where there was a family with arm's open wide. If it weren't for the Weasley's and the Granger's… well Harry didn't want to think about that. He was happy and that was that.
As he walked into the house, Harry passed a mirror. Every time now, Harry would scrutinize himself whenever he passed a mirror. Ron kept calling him a ponce. Well, it wasn't everyday that someone grew 4 inches, and started looking every bit as much an elf, yet had jet black hair down to the middle of their back. Yet, those were not the only changes. Underneath his shirt, on each shoulder blade was a beautiful tattoo of a wing, so blood red that they looked black in the right lighting. You see, when Harry had his 17th birthday he came into his inheritance.
And everyone thought that he was a half-blood. Little did they know how wrong they were. People like Malfoy, always acting as if he were inferior to them. It was actually quite ironic. All those people who thought themselves better, they all came running to him. All begging him to save them from Tom. If you asked him, Harry would tell you that he didn't kill Tom for the wizarding world. He killed him because he wanted his family to be able to live good lives. To live in the knowledge that they were all safe.
And now, Harry would bet you 25 galleons that those who thought themselves better would go back to the way they were before. Well, let's just let them try, Harry thought. It was time for a reality check, so the wizarding world better watch out.
One week later
I'm finally back on the Hogwarts express, to my home away from home. I'm glad that I'm not Head Boy. That "honour" was bestowed upon someone else. He goes by the name Blaise Zabini. Good chap he is. And of course, everyone knew that Mione was going to make Head Girl. She knew it too, which was quite funny because Ron was more nervous then she was.
Another good thing is that I haven't had anyone trying to get my autograph and/or picture yet AND I have yet to run into Malfoy and his goons. These are good things as I have decided that I don't want to put up a glamour charm. I'm sure if anyone actually got a good look at me, people would start digging into my family history. That would not be the best thing in the world.
The thing is, my mother's side of the family, the Evan's, had elfin blood. My father's side of the family, the Potter's, had vampire blood. Therefore I'm half elf and half vampire, hence the reason for my appearance. The knowledge of these tid bits pf information are not well known, and I'm going to keep it that way.
Right now Mione and Albus are researching a spell that will make everyone else think that I'm the same old me when they look at me. I think they found it too, but until we know for sure that it is going to work, Albus is making sure that I'm left alone. I don't know how he is doing it, but I'm glad for it. I mean, people still stare at my scar. Can you imagine what would happen if everyone were to see me like this. shudders No thanks, I'm happy just as it is.
Well, we are at the school now. I'm glad I decided to change as soon as we got on the train. I completely lost track of time.
Oh, I can't wait to see what my room looks like this year. All seventh years get there own room for which I am grateful for. Well, I better hurry and get to the castle A.S.A.P. so that I don't get seen.
HDHD
Harry pulled down his hood and ran for the carriages. Finding the one occupied by Ron and Hermione, Harry got in and got ready to get to the castle.
As soon as he set foot into Hogwarts, Albus rushed Harry, Ron and Hermione toward the Gryffindor tower. Though instead of going to the portrait of the Fat Lady, Albus walked a little further down the hall, to a portrait of Godric Gryffindor. Saying the password, Albus lead Harry, Ron and Hermione into the seventh year Gryffindor common room.
"Now, this is where the seventh years will be staying. Over to your left is a door that open's up into the Gryffindor tower. And straight ahead are the stairs that lead to every room in this tower. Now, it isn't separated to a girl's side and a boy's side because I figured that the seventh years are responsible enough." At this point, Dumbledor pointedly looked at Ron and Hermione, who were currently holding hands. "Harry, my boy, you can head up to your room. Your name is on your door so you shouldn't have any trouble finding it. I will have Dobby bring you up a tray of food for dinner. Now, I think it's time that we make our way downstairs, Ron and Hermione."
The three of them left the room, leaving Harry to look around and explore. It's almost a duplicate of Gryffindor tower,Harry decided to himself. The only difference between the two tower's was that the seventh years had these bean bag like chairs.
After looking around a bit more Harry headed off to his room. When he opened the door, he was pleasantly surprised. In the middle of the room there was a queen size bed, with a side table on both sides. At the end of his bed lay his trunk. To the right, there was a desk that looked like it would hold all of his school work. Finally, to the left there was a walk-in closet that already had all of his clothing hung up.