My life - An adventure
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter works belong to J.K. Rowling.
AN: This story is an idea I got from "Harry Potter and the Memories of Old" by Snowy123. Some of spells are from the story "Harry Potter and the Unlocked Knowledge" by kmfrank.
Chapter 06
Life went on at the castle with classes, Quidditch and personal training. Second day of classes started with the Daily Prophet displaying in large bold letters "Harry Potter accuses Crouch, says Godfather is innocent". That created a flurry of activity around the castle. Madame Bones did come by again a couple of days after the article to discuss my 'opinion' about the issue.
It seems that I did piss the minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge, something bad. I won't be surprised if I'm attacked legally in some way or the other. Let them come; I have quite a bit of legal knowledge floating in my head. I'm dying to put it to use.
One thing is clear though. If they find Sirius, he will get the kiss, trial or not. Fudge is not directly involved with Sirius' incarceration. But I think there are other factors, which are pushing him. The more I think about it the more I smell a Malfoy.
I contacted Brimspear to find out the Black family status, and he reluctantly passed on the information, as I'm the godson of Lord Black. It seems that, as Sirius doesn't have an heir, if he dies, the Black riches will go to the closest male descendent, which is Draco Malfoy the son of Narcissa Malfoy, nee Black.
I can't really allow that now can I?
I plan on putting as much pressure as I can on the ministry. There is nothing they can legally do to me. As a godson I have the right to ask for a trial for my godfather. If I was just the boy-who-lived, they might have attacked me through negative publicity calling me a crackpot. After all, it's been a long time since I got the hyphenated name. But with my new Quidditch star status, they wouldn't dare.
The classes have been easy as expected. The first charm's class was rather funny, when Fillius jumped in excitement about my patronus. I performed it again on his request and gained 50 points for Gryffindor. Transfiguration was interesting. Not the class itself, but Hermione's reaction. For the first time I was able to out perform her turning the beetle into a button on my first try. Do I sense jealousy there? It doesn't really matter to me. She needs to learn to let go of these petty feelings. She plays to her strength of having an off the chart IQ and I'm playing to mine of having over 70 years worth of memories.
Potions, as usual was frustrating. I think I'll improve my occlumency skills more than my potions skills. With Snape trying to get into my mind and insulting my father whenever he could, I was surprised with myself, that I didn't curse him in to slimy goo.
Defense was entertaining. Our first lesson was a Boggart. Seeing what other people fear the most was funny. Especially Ron's spider. After last year, I think I can see why. When my turn came, Remus decided to step in and finish the lesson. As the class left for the day, Remus asked me to stay behind.
"You must be wondering why I didn't let you try the Boggart?"
"That thought did cross my mind."
"To be honest, Harry, you faced a lot more monsters than anyone your age and I didn't want a Boggart Voldemort or a basilisk to terrorize the class. Do you want to try now?"
I shrug. "Sure". Knowing what you fear the most can be enlightening.
I stand before the cupboard and Remus spells open the door. I wait for a few moments, before I see something so surprising that I nearly dropped my wand.
I see myself, a lot older with grey hair, very tired, sitting behind a desk doing endless amounts of paperwork. Huh.
I raise my wand and "Riddikulus". The boggart changes to me sitting astride a broom. I smirk at it and then push it into the cupboard and close the door.
I look at Remus to see him gawking at me. "Off all the things you saw and did, that's what you are afraid of most? You sitting behind a desk of paperwork?"
I shrug at him with a smile. "Makes sense. I guess I'm afraid of living a boring life all alone, when all I want is to have adventures and fun with people I like and maybe love."
Remus smiles in amusement. "You are full of surprises, Harry."
"You don't know half of it, Remus." I mutter back.
I leave the class to see Hermione and Ron waiting for me.
"What's up mate?"
"Nothing guys, he just wanted me take on the boggart alone." I explain to them what happened and they share Remus' astonishment and amusement.
We enter the great hall for dinner. In the middle of it, Hermione leans into me. "Harry, can you teach us tomorrow?"
Tomorrow is Saturday. "Sure Hermione. I'll be back from Quidditch training at 4. How about after dinner for a couple of hours before curfew starts?"
She agrees to that, as does Ron, though less enthusiastically. We pass on the news to Neville and Ginny.
After dinner on Saturday we meet in an empty classroom on the third floor corridor. I asked Dobby to find a room at least twice as big as my expanded room back on privet drive and he found a room nearly half the size of the great hall, which is at least 10 times the size of my room. He also arranged some chairs and tables for us to use. I really love that little elf.
Ginny also brought Luna with her after asking me. I was fine with it.
I look at the 5 students sitting before me and I see something unique in each of them. Hermione, extraordinarily intelligent. Ron, a brave strategist. Ginny, cunning and gifted like myself with knowledge. Neville, a green thumb if there ever was one and loyal.
Even though all 4 of them are in Gryffindor, I see a Ravenclaw, a Gryffindor, a Slytherin and a Huffelpuff. Then there is Luna. She is quite unique and extraordinary in her own way and I really don't know any better way to say it.
I take out 5 parchments and give them one each. It basically has the list of things I studied during summer. Hermione looks flustered.
"Harry, you couldn't have learned all this in 1 month? It's not possible?"
I raise an eyebrow at her and smirk. "I assure you Hermione, it's quite possible."
As she opens her mouth to argue, I raise me hand to silence her. "Let me prove it to you."
I removed the wand from my holster and transfigured an empty chair into a Lion. They look astounded at that except for Ginny who looks like she expected it.
Hermione looks like she's about to either punch me or pull out her hair.
I made the lion roar and they all jumped in their seats. I laugh at their reactions and transfigure the lion back to a chair. Thank god I put a silencing charm before we started.
Ron has a goofy smile on his face. "I can't wait to see Malfoy's reaction to a lion roaming around."
I smile at a typical Ron's comment. "It's all good for fun and games Ron, but what you see on that list is what you need to learn if you want to get out and have some real fun safely."
They all stare at me not comprehending what I mean by that statement.
"Don't you guys ever want to go and explore the world? I mean there are so many things we don't know anything about. So many mysteries, so much magic and countless riches. All waiting to be found. There is a world of adventure out there guys. I was never able to go and enjoy other places because of my damned relatives. But I decided to change that this summer. I'm going to explore that world. But to that, I needed to learn to survive out there, where all you can depend on are your skills and your wits. Each of you has the power to achieve this and a lot more. So are you with me?"
They all nod their heads absently, each in their own world, even Hermione. I clap my hands hard to bring their focus back to me.
"Alright. Before we get started, I need to tell you the couple of reasons why I was able to learn so fast." Not all the reasons of course.
"First is my wand. As I told you, my old wand wasn't working for me after the chamber incident and so I got a new one. This is much better match for me and I blood bonded with it." I get no reaction from anyone. Not even Ginny.
"I see none of you know what it means?"
Hermione answers tentatively. "Is it some kind of blood magic, Harry?"
I nod to her. "Yes, Hermione. It's a sort of blood magic used in the days of old to bond ones wand to their magic." I pause to take a breather.
"Do any of you know where the magic we do comes from?" I expected Hermione to know something about it.
She gets into her professor mode. "The introduction to magic said every witch and wizard have a magical core within them."
I nod to her. "Yes, it's true. But where is this core and how does it work with a wand?"
She looks stricken. She doesn't know the answer.
"Don't worry Hermione, only a handful really do and they are the most accomplished wizards and witches of our world. Every wizard and witch has a core like you said. But it's not some golden ball, which lies within a human body. The magical core is inherently connected with the 3 primary essences of a human being. The mind. The body. And the soul."
I look around to see a lot of confused faces. "Ok let me put it this way. Every human being has all the three essences. Mind, body and soul. Muggles have just that, whereas wizards and witches have one other essence, magic. Mind, body, soul and magic. They are all interconnected with each other."
They all nod at that. "Magic comes from within our very being. The body has magic. The mind has magic and the soul has magic within it. And that leads me back to wands. When you hold your wand, it connects with your magic through your body, through your skin and just that. But when you use your blood to bond with the wand, it is more connected with you. In fact it will not work for anyone else. Disarming or a summoning charms won't work on it as long as you hold it and are conscious. Now I just talked about how the body and magic are connected. How about the mind? How is it connected with magic?"
"Intention. Our desire for a result." Answers Ginny.
"You are absolutely correct, Ginny. How about the soul?"
No one answers. I nod at their lack of response. "We don't use the magic connected to our soul very often. In fact we only use it for some of the more powerful magics. Like the Patronus and the unforgivables. So I ask again. What connects our spells to our soul?"
I get the answer from Luna. "Emotion."
I smile at her. "50 points to Ravenclaw. Emotion. A truly powerful force when it comes to magic. Now what are the two primary forces of emotion in this universe? Love and Hate. Hate is used for such curses as the unforgivables and love for patronus. You can use emotion for any spell you want and it will only increase the power of that spell, though you might find yourself emotionally drained if you keep doing it. But the unforgivables and the patronus are some of those spells which cannot be done without emotion and as such they do not need wand moment."
I go on and tell them about the wand moments and why they are needed to weave magic for the desired result.
"Remember, wand moments are necessary when you want to conserve power. But if you are in a tight spot, use emotion. Bring up the love of a person you need to save or the hate for the person you want to harm and the spell will be quite powerful, even if a little draining."
"Why haven't anyone told us this, Harry?" asks Neville.
"It's the ministry, Neville. They don't want the wizards and witches to be more powerful than them. They have removed a lot of such knowledge in past few centuries."
"How do you know this, Harry?" asks Ginny.
I smirk at her and lie through my ass. "In the first week of our holidays, I visited my family vault for the first time. There are quite a few very old family books in it."
Hermione gets a glint in her eyes. "Can I read them, Harry?"
I smile sadly at her. "I'm sorry, Hermione. They are family books. And only someone of Potter blood can read them."
She looks disappointed, but nods.
"Right, so you guys should blood bond with your wands as well. But before you do that, do all of you have your own wands? I know Ron, Ginny and Hermione do. What about you Neville and Luna?"
Luna takes out her wand. "9 inches, black wood and hippogriff feather."
Neville looks down at his feet. "I… I don't have my wand Harry. I'm using my fathers."
"Your father's, Neville?"
That's strange. I wonder what Longbottom senior is doing without it. "That won't do Neville. You really need your own wand." He nods without looking up at me. I'll deal with him later.
"So we covered the wand and how it draws the magic from us. We talked about what drives the magic and the power behind spells. And we talked about wand moments. Now lets talk about incantations and why you won't be using any while learning with me."
Ron interrupts my speech. "But Harry, how what about the spells? When do we get to create a lion?"
I sigh. "We will get to it next week, Ron. This is very important and will create the basis for all the magic you will learn in the future."
He nods, but still a bit put off.
I tell them about why incantations are not required and that we will be learning about it in our 6th year and why it's advantageous. They listen with rapt attention asking me questions here and there.
We finish with 30 minutes to curfew. I show them some of the spells I learned like, shields, conjuring, my patronus, and some transfiguration.
"I think that's it for today. We need to get back before curfew starts." They nod and stretch out on their chairs.
"But before we leave, it's time for homework."
"WHAT?" shouts Ron.
I smile at him. "I'm serious Ron. This will really help with your course work and also your future."
"But Harry…homework?"
Hermione slaps him on his hand. "Oh! Shut up Ron. I always help with your homework anyway."
He still grumbles.
"One foot each on the theory of magic you guys just learned and I want you to try at least 3 spells based on that theory and tell me the results."
I hand out one more parchment with Rune work on them. "I also want you to practice the runes on this sheet. You need these to blood bond with your wand. We will do that in a month."
As we leave the room, I stop Neville. "Neville can I have a word?"
He nods and stops. "What happened to your dad, Neville?"
"Wha… What do you mean Harry?"
"Neville, you said you are using your dad's wand…"
He fidgets and he tears up. "I'm sorry Neville. If you don't want to say anything, that's fine."
"It's alright Harry. I… I'm not too comfortable talking about them."
I nod and take a step to leave the room, when he stops me by holding my shoulder. "At the end of the last war, the Lestranges tortured my parents to insanity using the cruciatus. They are in the long term spell damage ward at Saint Mungos"
I place a hand on his shoulder in a comforting manner. "I'm sorry Neville. I didn't know."
I square my jaw. "But I promise you this, we will make them better."
He looks gratefully at me. "But you really need a new wand. I'll pay for it…" He opens to interrupt me, but I quickly stop him. "This is not a charity Neville. Think of it as a present from a friend."
He nods and we walk toward the common room. Before we step in he thanks me softly and goes up into the dormitory. I hope I can help him. I know I can help his parents. I'm not ready yet. But soon.
The weeks pass by. I continue my hectic schedule with 25 hours of Quidditch practice every week, classes and training my friends.
I continue my independent studies, mostly going through all the spells in Defence, Charms and Transfiguration in the 7 years and speed casting for developing magical muscle and for future dueling practice. When I have time or need a break I also experiment on magical theory through casting high powered spells using the different variations of the 4 essences, that is, magic, body and mind, magic, body and soul, and sometimes magic, mind and soul, which is wandless and very very exhausting. All I could do was lift a feather a few feet after a month of training and it was still tiring. The last thing I work on is wards, casting and breaking them, which I find very interesting. One can cast temporary wards with the wand or more durable wards using runes. I want to learn as much as possible, as wards really provide a great deal of protection.
We move into October. Sirius is still at large and I did one more interview at the stadium criticizing the ministry over their corrupt attitude. I dropped of the Basilisk fangs at Ollivanders on my way back to Hogwarts after training.
The school Quidditch season has started with team tryouts. As promised I gave Oliver my Nimbus. He had the selection on the first Saturday of October. I was out for my own training and wasn't there for it. But I was told Ginny got my job. I wasn't the only one surprised by that. The whole Weasley clan was floored to see her proves with the Nimbus.
I congratulate her, when I spied her alone in the common room and she asked me if she could talk to me alone after the spell practice today. I acceded to her wishes.
It's 3 weeks to the next match with Japan. It's also the day the 5 will blood bond with their wands. I asked Dobby to buy sufficient amount of Blood replenishes and Rune carving kits. Neville got his own wand soon after our first lesson. I gave him the money and he approached McGonagall who personally took him to buy his wand.
We all enter the room, which I decided to ward against detection as well as protect it with a password. I'm still not comfortable sharing the Room of Requirements secret with them as I use it often to relax from everyone and also for my private study.
"You guys ready to bond with your wands? Comfortable with the runes?"
They all answer "yes."
"All right." I give them each a vial of blood replinisher, a rune carving kit and lead holder for the blood and the wand.
They sit down cross-legged and get to work. Since they are not adding any cores, they will be etching the rune sets directly on the surface of the wand, not as good as inside the wand though. They finish their first set and put their wands in the lead holder. They cut their hands and pour blood into the holder until then wand is covered completely. It will take a few minutes for the wand and the core to absorb the blood.
I heal their wounds and they take the blood replenishner. Once the blood is absorbed, they carve the final runes, which will forever connect the wand to their blood.
I breathe out in relief when they are done with it. They look exhausted as well.
"Come on guys, why don't you try out a few spells before we call it a day. See how it responds."
They all get excellent results, much better than before. I fire a low power disarmer at Luna, who didn't expect it. She slides a couple of feet back, but doesn't loose the wand.
I smile at her. "Works perfectly."
She smiles back. "Thank you, Rupert."
I crack a smile at her.
As the rest of them leave the room, Ginny stays behind. I raise a few temporary privacy wards.
"Take a seat Ginny."
We both sit down facing each other.
"So what do you want to talk to me about?"
Ginny takes her time. "You said that you know what happened to me with the diary and that you could help me?"
I nod at her. "And you want to know how I knew it?"
She nods back. I smile softly at her.
"Tell me, Ginny… What do you think of the memories you got from Tom?"
She looks stunned for a moment and tightens the hold on her wand.
I raise a hand to put a stop to her thoughts. "I'm not and will never be your enemy Ginny, as long as you do not cause harm to me or to those I consider friends."
She nods and relaxes. She closes her eyes in thought. "At first I couldn't understand what they were, until I saw him making the diary." At this she opens her eyes and looks at me. "Do you know what it is?"
"The darkest of magics, a Horcrux."
She nods in acceptance. "Yes."
She breathes in heavily. "It was disgusting. And he made two of those."
I laugh at that. "How I wish, Ginny. How I wish that was true."
She looks at me questioningly. I raise 6 fingers to that and she pales considerably.
"Six… He made 6?"
"5 consciously, 1 accidentally." And I point to my scar.
"Harry…"
I raise my hand to stop her. "It was destroyed in the chamber."
Seeing her breath easy, I smile at her. "So you got the memories…?"
I nod. "All 66 years worth of them before his body was destroyed."
"So that's how you knew all this?"
I nod again. We stare at each other in silence.
"You haven't told me what you think of these memories?"
Ginny stares into the distance. "At first, I was overwhelmed, but after seeing the knowledge he gave me… I thought of it as a gift."
"Good. That's the only was to think of them. We take what we can from them and learn. There are many lessons to be learned from them. Not just knowledge. But so much more." I add softly thinking of the many memories I sorted.
Ginny nods back to this.
"So, how can I help you Ginny?"
She scowls at me in thought. "What should I do now, Harry? I mean I have enough knowledge in 9 different subjects to pass NEWTs and I just started my second year. It's so boring in classes. I don't want to practice in the open and have someone question me."
I sigh loudly at that. "There is so much more to magic than Voldemort or even Dumbledore knows of, Ginny. Both of us are somewhat fortunate in that, we have good starting points. We need to start there and expand beyond that."
She looks back morosely at me. I laugh at her. "Fine. How about this. Even though you have the knowledge, it doesn't mean you are expert at the spells. Do you agree?"
She nods "yes".
"Good. So use this room to practice the spells you know of. All of you have access to it. One of my goals this year is to become proficient in all spells up to the 7th year. Just doing a spell is not good enough, Ginny. You need to do it in a way that it takes very little effort from you."
I get up and raise my wand toward the empty chairs. I wave my wand in a continuous wave with a few flicks and swishes, transfiguring 5 of them into dogs similar to the one I found near #4.
"Right now, that's close to my limit. Maybe I can add a couple more. But that's it. Voldemort and Dumbledore can probably transfigure fifty of these with no effort. That's why they are masters of their art. The more you use a spell, the less effort it will take. The more you use your magic, the stronger it becomes."
Ginny nods at that statement, with a determined face. I smile back and look at my watch. "I think we need to go, Ginny. It's way past curfew."
"Oh! How are we going to get back without be caught?"
I look at her shrewdly. "How about I teach you a charm, which will help you sneak back to the common room?"
She smiles back, cheekily. "Alright, Potter."
I laugh. "It's the disillusionment charm, which if performed right, can make you invisible."
I perform it on myself to show it to her. I look down and I can see that it is stronger than it was in the summer. There's still a faint outline, but better.
"See how there is still a faint outline? That's because it's not perfect yet."
I teach her the charm, which of course is beyond NEWT and not taught at Hogwarts. It's no wonder though. Imagine all the pranks and some not so pranks if the students can walk around invisible.
Before we leave the room, I stop her. "Ginny, I think we should take an oath not to spill any of what we learned of each other today."
"I agree, Harry. How should we frame it?"
I think about it for a while. "How about… I agree to not reveal any of the information shared between us as long as he or she never joins Voldemort willingly or unwillingly?"
She thinks about it. "We should add a clause about revealing with the other person's acceptance."
I agree and go first.
"I Harry James Potter, swear on my magic and life that I will not share any information I learned today from Ginevra Molly Weasley, unless she gives me the permission to do so and as long as she never joins Voldemort willingly or unwillingly."
"So mote it be."
"I Ginevra Molly Weasley, swear on my magic and life that I will not share any information I learned today from Harry James Potter, unless he gives me the permission to do so and as long as he never joins Voldemort willingly or unwillingly."
"So mote it be."
We smile at each other, disillusion ourselves and leave the room.
Halloween is just around the corner and the weekend before that was scheduled to be a Hogsmead weekend. An exciting time for the third years for whom this will be the first visit to the magical village.
As I was having my breakfast with my friends, Minerva walked up to me and asked me to follow her into the staff room. I scowled at that as I only had a couple of hours before I had to go to training.
And it turned out to be something I consider completely unnecessary. They, that is the staff, were afraid that I will be in danger from Sirius. I rolled my eyes at that.
"Professor, I don't think there is anything to worry about. I can assure you that I can take care of myself."
"Be as may that, Potter, you are not allowed to go to Hogsmead."
I narrow my eyes at her, clearly showing my irritation. "You don't have the right to stop me when I have a signed form from my legal guardians."
She follows me in thinning her lips to a thin line. "I assure you Mr. Potter, that I have that right as the deputy headmistress."
I control my anger and get up. "Fine."
I leave the room in a hurry. I smirk as I pass a couple of first years. We will see about stopping me. I walk back to the great hall and tell Ron and Hermione that I can't go and the reason for it. I asked them to get me some candy from Honeydukes.
As the students leave for the village and common rooms, I hide myself in a corner and disillusion myself and put a silencing charm around my feet. Hah!
As I near the great hall doors, I see the Weasley twins standing nearby looking at a parchment and glancing in my direction. They smile at each other, rather evilly and amber toward me.
As they near me, they whisper. "Harry, we know you are here. Show up now."
I was astounded by that observation. How in high heavens do they know I am here? Even if they could see the disillusioned glimmer, they shouldn't be able to see me. Hmmm…
I glance around to make sure that we are alone and remove the charm. "How did you find me?"
They each put an arm around me and drag me into a corridor with a one eyes witch. "We Harry, in your service for the Weasley family for saving our sister and in your service for our nation for playing the honorable game of Quidditch, want to present you with the secret of our success. But can you teach us the charm to make us invisible?"
"Huh!"
"As eloquent as ever, Harrykins?" They smile devilishly at me.
I laugh at them. "Fine guys. I will teach you the charm. It's called the Disillusionment charm. But if you are planning on using it for pranks, know that the headmaster can see through it."
"That's fine with us. Now, to our success…" George I think, opens the parchment and points his wands at it. "I solemnly swear that I am upto no good."
The parchment slowly reveals its secret and what a secret it is. It shows the entirety of Hogwarts with the different people inside it.
"Wow guys. This is incredible."
"We know Harrykins. We don't need it anymore after 4 years of using it. It's yours."
"Thanks guys. How did you find it?"
Fred pitches in on this. "Ahh… Harry what can we say… When we were young and innocent in our first year…" I snort at that. They smile at that. "Well more innocent than we are now, we were caught by Filch. He suddenly heard a bang and went out of his office to investigate. We looked through loot he confiscated and relived him of this treasure."
I smiled broadly at that. "Thanks again guys. How about I teach you're the charm this evening?"
"That will be well appreciated Harrykins."
I wait until they leave me and I activate me mage sight charm on my glasses. I stare at the complex series of charms, runes and arthemancy, which went into it. What a complex piece of work. This is indeed a treasure. Whoever created this must be genius. I see a secret tunnel leading out of the castle from the one-eyed witch and walk toward it. The map even shows the password to open the secret passage.
I walk around Hogsmead disillusioned, which I must say is much more comfortable than the invisibility cloak. As Hermione and Ron step out of Honeydukes, I follow behind them. As they walk toward Three Broomsticks, I poke Hermione on the shoulder. She turns around to find no one. She swats Ron on the shoulder.
"Hey, what was that for?"
"For poking me."
"I did not."
She sniffs loudly and turns away with Ron mumbling about girls being mental.
A few seconds later, I poke Ron. "Hermione, will you stop that."
She scowls at him. "What?"
"You poked me."
"I did no such thing. Stop being immature Ron."
I bite my fist in order to stop myself from laughing. Ron is getting red on his face. I better stop him before he explodes.
I lay my invisible hands on both their shoulder and whisper. "Hey guys."
"HARRY."
"Keep it down, Hermione."
"Bloody hell mate. You scared me."
I laugh. "Well, that was the purpose."
Hermione hits my invisible hand. "I guess it you who poked me and Ron."
"Yep."
Ron smiles triumphantly at that. "Ah! I told you it wasn't me."
After a brief stint at the pub we walk toward Shrieking Shack. As we study it, I hear footsteps and turn around to see Malfoy and his 2 goons walking up to us with a smirk.
Ahhh. Time to put some of my new found knowledge to use.
"Hey guys, look who's coming. Don't do anything. I will take care of him." I whisper to them.
The 3 Slytherins reach us and I slip behind them.
"Well if it isn't Weasel and Mudblood. Where's your friend scarface? Oh! That's right, he is not allowed to come."
I point my wand at the snow lying at his feet. It starts to form into a shape, to be more precise, a human shape. Hermione's eyes bug out at seeing my snow golem construction. One of the more difficult spells to perform with a combination of transfiguration and charms. This is the first time I'm performing it.
Malfoy scowls at my friend's inattention to him and turns around to see the Golem smirking at him. As he stares at it stunned, I make it punch him in the stomach. As Malfoy doubles over the Golem collapses. Ron bursts out laughing.
Goyle and Crabbe stare at Malfoy stunned. He sneers at them. "Don't stand there like idiots, get them."
As they move toward Ron and Hermione, they take out their wands and transfigure two rocks into dogs.
It's a pretty funny sight to see the three of them being chased by dogs. As we are finally alone, I drop the disillusionment.
Hermione looks at my direction and scowls. "That's a very complex spell, Harry."
"I know, that was the first time I did it and you saw the result."
"But you shouldn't even be able to do that."
I think I'm seeing a bit of her jealous streak here. "Know this Hermione. I approach magic with a single principle. Magic has no boundaries except for those we create."
"That's a very dangerous way of thinking, Harry."
I shrug. "To each their own Hermione."
"Leave him alone, Hermione. Look at what we were able to do Malfoy. Next time I'm going for a lion."
I smirk at him as Hermione rolls her eyes. "Alright guys, I need to go now. Training."
As I hurry toward Hogwarts, I hear a sound and see the Dog from Privet drive trotting into the forest. Hmm… Strange coincidence. Or is it?
And two days later it was Halloween. I came back from my practice late at night around 9 to find Minerva waiting for me in great tension.
"Professor?"
"Potter, Black broke into the Gryffindor tower, all the students are sleeping in the great hall today. Come with me."
"Hmmm… What are you up to Sirius?" I mumble to myself.
As I join my fellow Gryffindors, I get the whole store as how the fat lady identified Black and didn't allow him in and he slashed her portrait.
There is no doubt that my godfather tried to break-in, the question is why? Why indeed!
AN: And here's chapter 6 guys. Sorry for the delay. Got caught up with work. I already started work on the 7th chapter, which will most probably lead to the end of third year. Please Review.