A/N: First off I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed this story as well as those that have it on their favourites list and/or follow the story. I did not realise how popular this story would be when I first began writing it. I also am sorry about the late update but I got banned from fanfic for a little while because of something 'offensive' I said in a review. Some people are too sensitive and have not humour. Anyway here's chapter 2, enjoy.

-HP-

Remus sat in an empty classroom at Hogwarts reading the letter he had received from Harry. With Sirius dead and the Black ancestral house lock down until after the will reading the order had been relocated to Hogwarts for the summer period. Most of the order lived in their own homes but Remus was one of the few who accepted the offer of a room at Hogwarts. To Remus Hogwarts was the only place he ever felt comfortable calling a home. He had a small rundown and secluded cottage in the Welsh mountains which was perfect for his monthly transformations but even still, he had never liked thinking of it as his home.

Remus put the letter away as the door opened and Flitwick walked in with McGonagall. They were talking about something but Remus did not care enough to listen in on what they were saying. They took seats as the door opened again and Moody walked in. Remus signalled Moody under the table so that only he could see it thanks to his magical eye. Moody sat down next to Remus and was about to speak when Remus passed him the note under the table. Moody opened it up and used his magical eye to read it.

While Moody was doing this the rest of the order minus Dumbledore, Diggle and Snape walked in. After a few minutes Moody passed the note back discreetly and said nothing of it. They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes while waiting for Dumbledore to turn up.

Dumbledore walked into the room and took his seat at the head of the table. "Ok let us begin the meeting." Dumbledore said.

"Are we not going to wait for Severus or Dedalus?" Flitwick asked.

"Who cares if Snape's here or not?" Emmeline Vance said before Dumbledore could reply.

"No he isn't, he is currently busy and Dedalus is currently on guard duty." Dumbledore said ignoring Emmeline's comment.

"First order of business is the werewolves. How did it go Remus?"

"I didn't get to meet with them Albus. The moment they saw me they opened fire and began attacking me. If it wasn't for Hagrid being there as well I do not think I would have managed to get away uninjured. He took more than a few cutting curses aimed at me."

"That is a shame but it is good to see that you managed to get out unscathed. So it is safe to assume they have allied themselves with Voldemort."

"No, I don't think so, not yet at least. They see me as a traitor and a lapdog of the ministry. They believe I've turned my back on what it means to be a werewolf. That is most likely the reason they attacked."

"I doubt it. I don't think they would attack you over a small thing like that. No, they have most likely joined Voldemort."

"Albus, there is no evidence to prove that. What if they are neutral? If we start treating them like the enemy then that could very well push them into joining Voldemort." Tonks said.

"You are right Tonks. We shall keep a close eye on them but we will not do anything to antagonise them. Moody, what has happened with the vampires?" Dumbledore asked.

"Voldemort sent six people to the three biggest vampire colonies on the mainland. As far as well can tell they are not joining him. They have not forgotten that he failed to live up to his end of the bargain during the first war. Only four of the death eaters returned. The vampire colony in France did not take kindly to the death eaters and killed them during the talks, we don't know why." Moody reported.

"They probably said something wrong and angered the vampires." Podmore said.

"Maybe, but in any case at least we don't have to worry about them joining Voldemort." Dumbledore said.

Dumbledore look around the table. "Now, the most important issue, Harry Potter's guard. I'm assuming that those currently doing guard duty are willing to continue?"

Everyone just continued to look at Dumbledore; they nodded their heads to show that they were willing to continue. "Good, I've written down the guard roster so that everyone knows when they are on duty."

With that Dumbledore pulled a stack of parchments out of his robes and they flew away and one landed in front of everyone who was willing to do guard duty. "I've tried to arrange it around the work schedules of those that are currently working. If you cannot do your allotted time then please let me know and I will arrange for you to swap with someone. Now onto the final order of business. Minerva I need you to watch over the wards upgrade for the castle. Aberforth will be there with you as he is doing some of the work. It will be completed over the next two days. I have a list of the upgrades for you here." Dumbledore said before handing a piece of parchment to Minerva.

"Headmaster, one those these upgrades, the animagus ward, while it will make the castle safer it will impede with my ability to teach NEWT level transfiguration." Minerva argued after scanning the parchment.

"I thought of that and there will be an exempt zone in your classroom. It makes casting the ward much more difficult but the defence of the castle should not restrict our ability to teach. I am aware you do not let your students practice human transfiguration outside of your classroom so the exempt zone should be enough to ensure you are able to teach your subject."

"Yes, that will be good enough headmaster."

"I will be unavailable for the majority of the next few weeks. If you need to get in contact with me then leave a message on my desk as I will be back and forth. If it is important then Alastor will know where I am at any given time. If there is nothing else then we will end the meeting here." Dumbledore said before getting up and leaving.

"We'll talk in my room." Remus said to Moody as they both stood.

They walked through the castle in silence. When they reached Remus' room Remus opened the door and Moody immediately began using his magical eye to search the room. "We are free to talk in here. He will not hear us." Remus said.

"How can you be sure?" Moody replied.

"He uses the portraits and house elves to spy for him within the castle. I removed the portrait he had in this room and I doubt he is as paranoid as you and will not send a house elf to spy on me."

"You are obviously not as paranoid as me if you believe that, but in any case this is most likely the safest place to speak in this castle."

"What do you think of the letter? Do you think Harry is in trouble?" Remus asked becoming worried.

"No, if he was in trouble he would have used the coin and not sent a letter which takes time to deliver. He probably has something planned for that morning and wants one of us there for it."

"What do you think it is?"

"I do not know Remus, but I am on guard duty the morning of the 12th so I believe I shall find out then."

-HP-

Dumbledore walked through the castle towards his office with a quick pace. Just as he was ending the order meeting he felt Severus entering his office. He knew that Severus had done nothing since entering the office since none of his other warning charms went off and even without the charms Albus knew that Severus wouldn't do anything until he arrived.

Severus was one of the very few people Albus trusted completely. Nobody understood why but then again nobody understood Severus like him. They only saw the façade that Severus liked to show and not the actual person that he was.

As Albus walked into his office he saw Severus sitting in a chair patiently waiting for him just as he had expected from Severus. "Severus, how was the meeting? Do I need to send for anything for you?" Albus said while sitting behind his desk.

"No, I am fine. The meeting did not go well, it troubled me. I do not believe I will be able to spy on Voldemort for much longer."

"Oh, why not? What happened?"

"Perhaps it would be better if I showed you instead of explaining it. Do you still have your pensieve?"

"Yes I do." Albus said while waving his hand and a cupboard opened before a pensieve flew out and landed gently on the table in front of them.

Severus put his wand to his head and a silver sliver came out of his head connected to his wand. He dipped his wand into the pensieve and stirred it. Once it was mixed in he signalled to Albus and Albus put his head into the pensieve followed almost immediately by Severus.

They appeared in a dark room. The room was bare except for a long wooden table in the middle of the room. At the head of the table sat Voldemort. He was slowly looking from one death eater to another, none other than Bellatrix and Severus kept his gaze when he looked at them. Around the table were his death eaters. Not all of them but these made up the inner circle. They were the more senior death eaters and they gave Voldemort's orders to the foot soldiers.

"Yaxley, how goes the operation?" Voldemort said after looking at each death eater in turn.

"The burrow was easy to access, they had a few poor excuses for wards up but we got through them in minutes. We burned the house to the ground but nobody was home. It seems the blood traitors have fled the country. We are currently trying to find their location so that we can pursue them." Yaxley reported.

"Do not bother. If they are out of the country then they are not a problem for now. We have more important things to take care of and we can deal with them at a later date."

"Of course my lord. We tried to access Potter's mudblood friend's house but there were powerful anti-magical wards up. We did a scan of the house but nobody was home and we learned from the neighbours that they were on holiday until the end of the month. We didn't bother trying to break through the wards seeing as it would have taken a lot of time and effort." Yaxley said while bracing himself for the coming cruciatus.

No curse came and he relaxed slightly. "Well done Yaxley, no point in letting the old fool know that we have compromised the girl's position. We will wait for her and her family to return and then kill them. What about the other targets?"

"We have not assaulted the other targets yet, we are arranging the teams so that we are able to strike them all at once. We will be ready to begin the assaults in two days time."

"Very well."

"What targets?" Albus asked Severus.

Severus said nothing but indicated that Albus should continue to listen.

"Rodolphus, report." Voldemort said, happy that Yaxley had said all that was needed.

"The dementors are still at Azkaban and are awaiting your signal to free your followers that are imprisoned there."

"We will initiate the breakout on the nights of the assaults. It will help to cause confusion on what is happening and thin the auror ranks giving us less resistance."

"Will we be going to the werewolves for help my lord?"

"Not yet Rodolphus, we will go to the werewolves when we have need for them. There is no use having the animals around when we do not need them, I despise their presence."

"Severus, did you get the list I sent you?"

"Yes my lord, the potions will take several weeks to make, I have all the ingredients, the only thing that worries me is that I have not made these potions before, I do not know what effects they have and only have the instructions you gave me to go by." The Severus sitting at the table said.

"I am confident in your abilities Severus. The first three potions will do nothing other than linger in a persons body but when you mix in the forth it becomes a powerful poison that will drain a wizard of their magic effectively making them a squib, although most die from the shock of losing their magic I am told. Once you have made the potions Severus I want you to give them to Dumbledore. I don't care how you do it, slip it into his drink, I am told you cannot taste the potions or even notice if they are mixed into a drink. Keep the forth on hand and give it to him when I tell you, it will effectively cripple him. Someone as powerful as Dumbledore will most likely not be made a squib but he will be weakened considerably."

"Of course my lord, it will be done."

"Now everyone leave. Wormtail and Yaxley, you two remain; there are a few things we need to go over."

The memory ended and Albus found himself and Severus back in his office. "Well that was enlightening. Do you know who the other targets are?" Albus said while sitting down and staring at Severus.

"Forget about the other targets. He wants me to poison you and when that doesn't happen my allegiance will be known."

"You will be safe Severus. You will need to leave him and come here to finish it off; you will be away from him when he figures it out. Now these other targets."

"I don't know who the targets are, I asked around but it seems that the only people who know the targets are Voldemort, Wormtail and Yaxley. Everyone knows they will be attacking someone but not who, the target's information will most likely be given out just before the attack is to begin."

"Care to wager a guess?"

"They managed to get to the houses of both of Potter's friends. My guess is that it will be the others who were at the ministry with him."

"Yes, that is a fair assumption. It worries me how they managed to get Miss Grangers address though."

"Probably through the ministry. The only two people who have access to her address at the school is you and McGonagall, and I doubt she gave it to the death eaters."

"That is what worries me, if they were able to get Miss Grangers address from the ministry, who elses did they get, they could have got the address of every student in attendance here."

"What can we do about it though?"

"Not a lot, we do not have the man power to watch every students house and we cannot move them all back to Hogwarts for the summer. We will send letters out to all students except those we know to be related to death eaters warning them about a possible attack. I will go and speak to Augusta as well. I will try and persuade her to move her and Mr. Longbottom away from their home for the summer. Miss Lovegood is not a problem; her father has taken her away to Sweden for the holidays."

"Are we going to warn the aurors about the breakout attempt in a couple of days?"

"Yes, I think we should Severus. We cannot allow those death eaters to rejoin Voldemort. I need you to go and speak to the other house heads and begin writing out letters to the family of those students in your houses. I am going to go and visit Augusta and inform her of our suspicions."

-HP-

Abaddon walked silently through quiet sleepy suburb of little Whinging. All the houses around him had their lights off and the only light came from the random street lamp as well as the glow from the moon and stars. He knew the time was about 2am seeing as he left Nepal at 6am and he had already spent an hour in England.

Abaddon wrapped his fur cloak around him. There was a small breeze on this night which would not affect the common man but where Abaddon's body was eating away at itself in order to maintain life he was more susceptible to the elements. It always amused Abaddon that whenever he got to the end of a life cycle he would become physically weaker but magically stronger. He had even spent one of his life cycles researching and trying to figure out why this happened and the closest thing he could come up with as an answer is that his magical core mixes with the host body's magical core and as the body is not originally he's own it has a resistance to his presence. As the body dies the resistance weakens which allows his own magical core to take over granting him more power.

Abaddon had considered trying to figure out how to allow his magical core to take control at an earlier stage but it was never a priority for him seeing as even in his most weakened state, right after taking control of a new body, he was still doing magic that could make as powerful a wizard as Dumbledore jealous. There was also the fact that with each body he has he become magically more powerful as when his magical core takes over the host body's at the end of a life cycle it absorbs the core giving Abaddon an increase in power equal to the power that that magical core had. At the beginning of each life cycle Abaddon would always joke about whether he's power finally matched Circe's although he knew he still had a long way to go until he reached the Goddess' power.

During each life cycle Abaddon would choose one area of magic to dedicate himself to and spent that life trying to figure out the mysteries of that path. He mused over this life cycle. At first he had not had an area of magic to research but after his last apprentices death he went and visited her child. He had seen Harry just before Hagrid had arrived. Abaddon was the first person to witness the result of the attack on the Potter household. He saw what Tom had done as well as the magic he left on Harry. This caused Abaddon to go down the path of researching soul bondage. He had travelled all over Asia using his home in Nepal as a base of operations.

He managed to find a lot of information about soul magic in India and managed to find out what Tom had down to Lily's son. He was surprised at first, he had assumed that Tom had learned an area of magic which Abaddon himself had not learned but the more he researched the more he came to suspect that it was accidental and that Tom had not meant to join his soul to Harry's.

As Abaddon approached Private Drive he wondered if Harry knew about the bit of Tom's soul that was joined to his own. Abaddon stopped just outside of the blood wards and smiled to himself. He was the one who taught Lily how to cast this particular bit of magic and she had done it almost flawlessly. He could see the few flaws in the wards but he knew that nobody other than himself would be able to see them; for all intents and purposes it was perfect.

Abaddon said a quick charm under his breath and walked through the wards as if they were not there. The benefit of having taught Lily how to create these wards was that he knew how to pass them. He felt around and could feel three magical presences. Two were disillusioned on the front Garden while the third was across the road sitting in an invisible tent. All three were continuously scanning the area although none saw Abaddon as he was using his magic to hide both his physical and magical presence. He guessed that these two groups knew of each other as they were beyond easy to find and did not seem hostile to each other.

Abaddon walked around the rear of the house and headed for the back door. Abaddon could sense the charm on the doorway; he reached out and also felt the one on the front door, living room and the several in the small bedroom. Abaddon had no doubt in his mind that he could walk through the door without setting the charm off but felt the need to lean on the side of caution and instead vanished the wall next to the door before walking through the hole and making the wall reappear. He silently walked through the house staying away from the living room and heading upstairs to the small bedroom. When he reached the bedroom he quietly opened the door and looked around.

He saw the little furniture in the room as well as the litter of sweet wrappers and parchments on the floor. Abaddon picked up the wand from the nightstand and a coin from under Harry's pillow before casting a silencing charm around the room and gently knocking Harry. Harry stirred slightly before grudgingly waking up. Abaddon took a good look at Harry and he was far from impressed. Here was the son of the greatest witch in the past 100 years of British history as well as the son of a noble pureblood and he was a skinny little thing in a cramped room. It confused Abaddon. He knew that Lily would have made sure her son was well looked after in case she died but that did not look like it from here. He was there when Lily wrote out her will and her husband was right there next to her. He knew deep down that her son should not be here. He knew Harry was financially stable enough to live in a manor house like any noble pureblood and he knew her son would have more than enough to feed himself properly, but the empirical evidence showed that that was not the case.

Harry had reached out to grab the glass of water from his nightstand and was oblivious to the intruder in his room. Abaddon waited, he did not want to startle Harry while he was drinking so he waited until Harry put his drink down before coughing. Harry surprised Abaddon with his speed. Harry reached out for his wand and when he didn't find it he dived under his pillow for his coin to signal Remus or Moody. All this happen in the space of two seconds. When Harry realised that both had been moved he slowly reached out for his glasses and put them on before looking at Abaddon.

"Hello Mr. Potter. Sorry about the late hour but I've just got into the country and thought it best that I visit you as soon as possible." Abaddon said.

Harry looked at Abaddon and realised that he could indeed be anyone. All Harry could see was a black robe covered by a fur cloak and a pair of piercing blue eyes. "It is polite to introduce yourself when talking to someone especially if you are in the person house uninvited." Harry managed to say when he spoke up.

"You are of course correct. Allow me to apologise, my name is Abaddon and I would like to first assure you that I do not mean you any harm. As you can see my wand is tucked away in my robe and I am giving you back your wand. All I want to do is talk." Abaddon said throwing Harry's wand onto the bed.

Harry picked up his wand as quickly as he could without trying to make it look like he was rushing. He thought about what the man said and if he had wanted to harm him then this Abaddon could have killed him while he slept. Harry thought about that name, Abaddon, he had heard it somewhere before but could not for the life of him remember where or when. Harry kept his wand in his hand and laid his hand on his bed but making sure that the end of his wand faced Abaddon, the words of Moody in his head, CONSTANT VIGILANCE! "So what is it you wish to talk about?" Harry asked still unsure of the intruder.

"Well your illustrious headmaster, professor Dumbledore, came and visited me in my home and asked me to take you on as my apprentice. I was unsure on whether to accept or not and when he mentioned that you did not know about his visit I said I would meet you to discuss it before I make my decision." Abaddon said deciding to give Harry the truth.

"Typical of him." Harry grumbled before speaking up to say. "Well I'm sorry he wasted your time but I do not want to be your apprentice."

"Already decided before even finding out what I will teach. You made your decision based on the fact that Albus asked me; your mother would be disappointed."

This caused Harry to flair up in anger. "What would you know of my mother?"

"I know more of Lily then you I'm willing to wager. I knew more about her than anybody save her husband. She was after all my last apprentice."

Harry recoiled in shock after hearing that and his anger all but dissipated. "She was your apprentice, why?"

"That would be a question only she could answer. I never asked why someone wanted to be my apprentice whenever I take them on; I only make sure they are willing to learn what I teach."

"And what is it you teach?"

"A great many things, but I am renowned for blood magic and necromancy."

"That is dark magic, why would she want to learn it?"

"There is no such thing as light or dark magic, magic is all about intent. That blood magic that you scoff at protected you as a child and still does."

"What about the unforgivables and the patronus charm?"

"The killing curse is not dark magic; it is just given that title because of the people that use it. The curse was first used to give those that were critically ill a painless death. If you had a painful and terminal illness, would you want someone to end it quickly and painlessly for you or would you rather the illness claim you? The imperius curse. Say a man is suicidal and believes that his loved ones are dead; you try and reason with him that they are not dead but in fact alive and he doesn't believe you. He goes to kill himself, you use the imperius curse on him to stop him killing himself and to follow you to his family where he sees that they are alright and his suicidal urges are gone. Would you consider that a dark use for the curse, I admit that it wasn't created for that purpose but that doesn't matter. All magic have their good uses and their bad, what makes them light and dark is how you use them."

Harry sat on his bed in quiet contemplation thinking about what Abaddon had said before asking. "Well what about the cruciatus curse?"

"Ok yes some magic is dark in nature, but the majority of it is neither dark nor light like blood magic. It is given the title of dark magic but the ritual that your mother used meant she had to sacrifice herself in order to protect you from harm while you grow up. It allowed you to grow up in a safe environment. Tell me, which dark wizard would sacrifice themselves for their child."

"It may have protected me from Voldemort and his followers to some extent but I wouldn't say it protected me from harm."

Abaddon was curious about Harry's comment. It was not a feeling he was used to. Curiosity at his age was something almost unheard of; then again someone reaching his age was as unheard of. "Tell me." He said to Harry.

"Why? What is it to you?"

"I am curious; it is not something I am used to. I would like to know what you mean by 'to some extent', the wards were almost perfect and it should protect you completely."

"To some extents it does. When I am in this house Voldemort and his followers cannot get to me or hurt me, but they didn't protect me from my uncle as I grew up and they cannot protect me from Voldemort when I am not here."

"But the wards are tied to you, they are the protection your mother gave you, they should protect you wherever you go."

"What do you mean?"

"I will make a deal with you Mr. Potter. You tell me your story and I will tell you why the wards should protect you at all times."

Abaddon created a warm fluffy armchair while Harry begun to tell Abaddon everything that had happened to him from the first moment he could remember in his life up to the incident at the department of mysteries. All the while Harry was talking Abaddon didn't say a word; he just listened intently to everything Harry had to say. There was more than one incident that surprised Abaddon but he didn't let it show. When Harry began speaking about the incident at the department of mysteries Abaddon could see the hurt and pain on Harry's face and in his words. He didn't comment on it and he waited for Harry to recover once he had told his tale to begin explaining things to Harry.

"Well Harry that is one interesting life you have lived. I guess it is my turn. These wards were cast by your mother, they were prepared weeks before she died and I know this because I helped her cast them, it is also why I was able to walk through them without setting them off. The wards were cast on you, they were linked to your blood, the blood that you shared with you mother. These wards should have not let anyone into them who had harmful intent towards you. Anybody who wished you harm and came within a few meters of you would have died rather painfully. I noticed that the wards surrounded the whole house and some of the neighbourhood when I first entered them and I had assumed that they had expanded as your magical core had, this is not an uncommon occurrence with personal wards placed on children, especially blood wards. I did not expect that someone had removed them from you and placed them on the house."

"So these wards were tied to me, I didn't have to live here?"

"No. Now once the wards were placed on this house they become slightly stronger for some reason that I cannot determine."

"Could it be because aunt Petunia lives here to?"

"Lily's sister, she lives here as well?"

"Yes."

"What do you know of the wards Harry?"

"Professor Dumbledore said that they protect me from Voldemort and that I needed to live here because this is where the wards were. He told me that my mum placed the wards here because aunt Petunia was her sister and it needed someone with her blood to keep it up. He also said that I have to return every summer to recharge these wards."

"Dumbledore was always an idiot when it came to blood magic. No, not an idiot, he would have needed to know some blood magic in order to transfer the wards from you to the house, but why? What possible reason could he have for doing that, and why here?"

"What do you mean?"

"Ok, the wards do protect you from Voldemort, he got that right but it protects you from anyone who wishes to harm you and not just him. As for having to live here, you didn't. You could have lived wherever and the wards would have still protected you. Admittedly the wards are stronger because of Lily's sister's blood but they were weakened by stretching them from just protecting you to protecting an entire house, but even still, she is a muggle, the wards are not that much stronger because her blood has no magic in it. As for recharging the wards, that is rubbish, once cast a ward stays up until knocked down, there is no need to recharge a ward and I have never heard of someone ever doing it."

"So I never needed to live here?"

"No, as I said the wards would go with you. They cannot do that now because they have been tied to the house, even someone of my power cannot remove the wards from this house and place them back on you, the only person who could would have been your mother."

"How was professor Dumbledore able to move the wards to cover the house then?"

"Wards are unstable during the formation stage and can be moulded by someone with enough power. The blood wards are one of the most complex pieces of warding magic known and because of the complexity of it, it takes a while form. With these sorts of wards it usually takes about 24 hours to stabilise."

"But why would he tie the wards to this house if they offered better protection when tied to me?"

"Unfortunately I cannot answer that, only Albus can but from what I've seen and heard it seems that he has deemed it his job to control you and your life and mould you into what he wants you to become. He has a lot to answer for."

"He believes that I am the only one who can defeat Voldemort."

"Yes, he told me that as well, but be that as it may, if he had not messed with the blood protection your mother gave you then Tom would not have been reborn in that little ritual of his."

"So this is all professor Dumbledore's fault?"

"I wouldn't say that, we have to benefit of hindsight, he did not when he did this but he is somewhat to blame. Well Mr. Potter I have made up my mind. I am willing to take you on as my apprentice if you wish it. You are in obvious need of help and are not currently getting it. I will teach you all I have to teach as well as guide you and give you advice should you ever need or desire it."

"You are correct I am in need of help but while you have explained some things to me I still do not truly know who you are."

"You are correct, you do not really know who I am and nobody else does. People know what I show them and what I want them to see. Even the history books do not give a detailed picture of me as I have lived long enough to bend history to suit my own needs. I will make you the same promise I made your mother though. I will not answer all of your questions, I will not tell you everything about myself but what I teach you will help you and will be beneficial. I will tell you some things and you will know more than anyone else but everyone has secrets especially if you have lived as long as I have."

"I know this is a rude question but how old are you?"

"It is indeed a rude question but I shall answer it, I am 647 years old."

"How?"

"Through magic. It is not pleasant magic but will be something I shall eventually teach you if you become my apprentice, although I doubt I will teach you it for at least another three or so decades as it is one of my last secrets I will pass on."

"What exactly will you teach me?"

"I will be teaching you everything I have learned. All the 'normal' magic, blood magic, necromancy, soul magic, rituals, ancient magic from the Egyptian, Atlantian and Sumerian empires which are now almost completely forgotten. I will teach you how to harness pure magic and to do things only the wildest imaginations can fathom. As you can see what I can offer is a lot and it will take decades to learn it all completely and that is if you dedicate all your time for it. Like your mother I am willing to take you on part time per say in which you will be able to still go to school and be able to have a career and family afterwards if you so choose or you can dedicate your life to learning what I teach. I went down this path and it is rather lonely, not everyone can manage that. It is your choice Mr. Potter and before you make a decision I advise you to go and seek advice from people you trust. I will be meeting with Dumbledore to explain that I have seen you and to remind him that his interference in not wanted or welcome. After that I will be gone for a week as my body is almost dead. Your owl can find me when you have made your decision and I will come back to visit you then."

"Ok, I will speak to a few people before deciding and then owl you."

"I look forward to hearing from you Mr. Potter. I doubt it goes without saying at this point, but go to someone other than Albus for advice about me. He was the one who originally wanted me to accept you are an apprentice and will give you a biased view."

With that said Abaddon and his chair disappeared from Harry's room. Harry looked out of his window to see it was beginning to get light outside and he saw that the time was just gone 5am. Harry decided it was not worth going back to sleep and sat on his bed thinking about his visitor and who he would speak to.