The entourage moved towards the building silently, their footsteps muffled in the grass clinging with morning dew. Birds chirping from their nest made the silence bearable, however Harry believed if it was not for the chirps, the silence would be awkward and would damage his budding relationships with his future masters.

They followed a seemingly none existent path, the masters moving as one as if rehearsed while Harry had to quicken his step every so often, to ensure he wasn't trampled by those behind him. They came closer to a building hewn into the mountains, rock façade. Similar in design to the ruined building he saw in his trials, it too was similar to the temples the muggle Chinese had been using for centuries.

They entered through a large front door, as he passed Harry noticed the thickness and design of the door, it was as if they were expecting a siege to be held upon the school. The door was at least a foot thick, made of a dense looking wood and kept together with brass designs. It truly emitted an imposing site to any outsider.

As they travelled into the hall behind the doors Harry noticed the difference in architecture and interior structure. It seemed that throughout the centuries of use, the building had changed many times. The building had obviously been updated to match with the era's fashion and trends. It was a piece of history from any era in history rolled into one building. The magnificence was not lost on Harry and he realised that most of the artefacts scattered on plinths or hung on the walls were worth more than Potter Manor and the surrounding lands.

He had looked for long periods of time for many of the artefacts he was seeing throughout the building, as he and his entourage passed through, moving forward towards a meeting room they could relax and talk with him in.

They soon came to a stop in front of a large, compared to a normal door, ornate arched door. The master closest passed his hand over an area that would usually hold a door handle and the door slid into the wall allowing the group to move into the spacious room it hid.

It was a classroom unlike any he had ever seen before; there was nothing inside, except a teacher's desk at the back end of the room behind which held a black board, banners on the walls and high arched windows behind the teacher's desk except for where the blackboard was.

He was soon informed that to continually test their pupils, the teachers had opted to have no furniture in any room within the building except for the necessities or the things that would constantly be used, such as their desk's, bed's etc… they instead made the students transfigure their own furniture or conjure it, this ensured no one forgot the basis of transfiguration and made learning the rest easier.

As well as this he was informed that although things were provided they were not very comfortable and there for they allowed for the transfiguration and conjuration of other materials. They however must not be permanent, they could last the years he stayed within the school, but they must be able to change back afterwards, to allow for other students to gain a prowess in their magical powers.

After he was informed about how the school was run, its traditions and rules, the teachers decided now was the time to show him their identities. First to show was a frail looking old man with great white bushy eyebrows topped with a gleaming bold head. He stepped forward from the group and introduced himself as Augustan Schwenps, a German international that was renowned for his insights in potion brewing, specimen collecting and storing as well as alchemical processes. He would be his potions master until he moved up into a higher group.

Next to step forward was a beautiful young woman, with glowing sea blue eyes, curly blonde hair and a bust he was trying to not look at. She introduced herself as Madame Serioulle but until classes started he was allowed to call her Sarah. She was a mater in the art of runic channelling, runic writing and runic casting. Basically anything with runes and she was on it like a fly to dung (not Mundungus Fletcher for those comedians, however he did stink).

Master after master introduced themselves and he soon found himself, even with his Occlumensed sorted mind, finding it difficult to remember everyone's name. But that might have been due to him staring at Madame Serioulle's bust for most of the introductions, whether it be looking straight at them or from the corner of his eye, she always noticed and winked causing him to blush each time.

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Harry eventually got to his room, Madame Serioulle had decided to take him personally to his room, taking him what he thought was a much longer route. They had passed the area he was now in on the way to the classroom they talked in, he realised she had an added swagger in her step probably trying to tease him again. After all you don't just look at a woman's intimate areas, clothed or not, and get away with it.

She left shortly after they arrived at his room, she welcomed him once more and hoped that she would see him in her class soon enough. She once more swaggered off to places unknown and Harry closed the door on the sight of her swaying hips.

He flopped down on the only bed left in the room lucky enough for him he was closest to the window and furthest from the toilet door. He would wake up to the sight of the other mountains in the region and the sun's rays crawling over their peaks and on the plus side he wouldn't be woken up during the night for someone to go to the toilet.

He unpacked his belongings into the cabinet and shelves around his bed that were free for his use, he also used a quick charm to help stick his weapons (not his actual ones but spare's) to the wall above his bed; he then dropped his trunk at the bottom of his bed and decided to go for a shower. Putting his toiletries on the side he slipped his clothes off and into the hamper to be cleaned and started the shower.

Fifteen minutes later he got out, relaxed and at peace with his stressful day. He decided he wanted to look around the campus, check out the shops he was told about and look into the forest he saw on the farthest side of the mountain from the main buildings. He shaved and was about to go through the bathroom dorm into the dorm to get changed, naked as the day he was born, before a cough interrupted his musings and he sprung backwards into the bathroom to put a towel around himself.

He once again slipped out the door to find 2 beautiful girls, a goblin he wasn't sure whether it was male or female and a very pale guy. He blushed realizing they caught him in a compromising position before sucking up his courage and walking over to his dresser. He took out the clothes he was going to wear before turning towards the people he supposed were his roommates.

"You gunna stand there and stare or are you gunna turn around and let me get dressed?"

The group turned as one realizing their mistake.

"Oh no not you ladies, you can look all you want. Guys I'm sorry but I just don't swing that way"

One of the girls almost turned before the other stopped her, whilst the goblin turned. That obviously answered his question and like he offered he wasn't going to disappoint. He dropped his towel and started dressing himself. The goblin girls cheeks turned a darker shade of green but no other reaction, he could see anyway, happened.

He smirked and sent her a telepathic message, he had learnt how from an elder goblin using his mimicry abilities.

'hey do you like what you see or is that blush a constant on your in goblins terms beautiful face'

'I like what I see somewhat, you are not battle scared enough for me however. Plus you are so young, I'm coming up to my 14th youglath birthday (goblins time system is different to wizards and muggles. I'll explain it later), you are but a child standing amongst adults. You are the youngest to step through these doors in dorglaths and yet the masters talk in whispers about you as if your something special, we shall see, we shall see. Now human white boy get ready, we're taking you to lunch whether you like it or not'

Once he was dressed, the others turned back around to start the introductions to their new roommate.

The beautiful blonde who nearly turned was first to speak "hi tuts, I'm Alyss and this is my sister Stella. We've been here for 2 years each and are 18. We got accepted after we passed all our newts with O's and O pluses. We're two of the only 15 humans to be accepted into this school at this moment in time excluding you that is"

The pale skinned guy spoke next with a hard glint in his eye, or it could have been from the shine on his bald head "I am Vladick Sporlakin, I am a day walker, a type of vampire hidden from even wizarding society today. I wish you to not spread word of this but you decisions are your own. I advise caution however. Now I am 200 years old, relatively young for one of my kind to be able to control the urge to feast and therefore be allowed into this establishment"

"Quiet down Vlady, we all know you're a big baby; with mommy issues and a dark aura that's all. Now then I am shield maiden Malacore, and until I am married I will not receive my honorary clan name. I am 76 years old and have lived within this institution for 7 years. I have master many courses here and I am not here to help so bug off little one"

"erm well hi everyone" 'especially to you Stella' he sent through telepathically " I'm Harry, I have in effect disowned my family and therefore I do not have a last name. But for now Harry will do. I'm 11 and I am apprenticed to a man named Brom. I have come to help enhance my training nothing more. Now the beautiful if not aggressive shield maiden over there said you was taking me out, so where we going"

'I hope it's somewhere fun' he thought to himself idly.