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This is the first half of year three.

Hope you all enjoy

-WhatTheFAQ

Chapter 4: Wait this is it? The chapter of chapters?

Harry had a similar time at the Dursley's this year compared to last year, minus the house elf debacle of course. He worked on his homework, practiced using his arm's magic without breaking whatever he was using magic on, thinking about his classmates. It took a week for him to get Garrett's letter, to which he replied backs saying he'd be there at the train station the next day.

Harry went downstairs and told the Dursley's the good news. He also produced the Hogsmeade permission form and a pen.

"Sign this."

"What is it? Some kind of magical contract to make me your slave"

"I could make you my slave without some silly contract, sign the form, it's so I can go to the village near Hogwarts, the only non-muggle settlement in Britain" The Dursley's turned pale at his small comment on the Imperious curse that he had read about, he'd never use it, but the looks on their faces was priceless. Vernon reluctantly took the pen and signed the form, Harry smiled and went up to his room to pack.

The next day he left at 8 and took everything with him. He had his sleeves down and wore his dragon hide gloves that he used in potions, they were black and scaly but had been made extremely flexible with some spell. They were insulated too, like dragon hide naturally is to keep the heat out from their flames.

He got to the train station and was immediately assaulted by Garrett and Hermione with hugs, and Draco waving as he walked up as well. They grabbed hands and Garrett held onto his dad, and Harry felt the familiar feeling of being wrenched from behind his abdomen into empty space and managed to roll into a kneeling position, Hermione on the other hand was on the ground, similar to how he had been and they gathered around her trying to help her get settled and stand up.

The house seemed similar to his aunt and uncles, it was out in suburbia and Harry was not very comfortable with the comparison, it brought back bad memories, memories which were destroy when he walked inside and one, noticed the increased size that the Malfoy summer home had had and two, noted the rather mess everything was in, his aunt would never have let the mess accumulate like this. Hermione seemed to accept the fact that it was bigger on the inside pretty easily, she'd probably read about the spell somewhere.

Harry was feeling pretty excited about what was to come when he noticed the expression on Malfoy's face, it was one of relief and was probably the fact that this was much more wizardly than muggle. Harry knew that his racism was going to explode some day but he really didn't want it to be today.

They walked into the kitchen and Dannus, Garrett's dad, started talking.

"So are you guys hungry? I could whip something up for you". Streams of 'No I'm fine' or 'I already ate' came from everyone and Dannus nodded. "Ok, well I'm going to start fixing dinner and you kids go do something in Garrett's room"

Garrett brought them to his room and Draco acted like he had been there before, which he probably had, and plopped down on his bed and started taking off his boots. Garrett was silent for a moment, he'd probably never had so many people in his room at once, his awkwardness probably didn't help in this regard. Finally he managed to speak.

"Do you guys want to check out the Loft?"

"What's the Loft?" Harry asked.

"Remember the second floor library thing in your room at the summer home?" Draco asked

"Yeah, is that what it is?"

"Yep, Wizarding houses are made similar and most rooms are one of three or four types, and Garrett likes his quite a bit"

"I'd like to see it, I didn't get to see one after all last year" Hermione seemed to not notice how Draco purposely didn't invite her.

"I'd like to see it too" Harry said.

"Well screw it I'll come too"

Garrett was silent again but the gestured to the ladder on the wall and started climbing up.

The room had been massively changed from the one Harry had had. It was much larger, presumably a spell had been cast, perhaps the same one that made the house bigger on the inside, but with a second layer of the spell. It had the same type of library but from what Harry saw, many more books and most of them were on different surfaces, tables, the floor, Harry even saw a stack on books balanced on a statue of some wizard.

"So, er, this is the Loft and, er, I study here and-"

"Is this a 9th grade physics book?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Yeah, my parents got me it, they say wizards ignore the laws of nature simply because we can bend a few, and we shouldn't ignore how far muggles have come in everyday life"

"Like in politics?" Harry mumbled.

"What was that?" Draco asked.

"Oh nothing" Harry said. But their quick conversation went unnoticed by the other two, who were quickly discussing the combination of simple physics with magic and seemed to be rewriting magic from Harry's POV.

Garrett's unusual hobby was explained once dinner was ready and Anneria had come home. She politely said hello to all of them and then sat down at the table. Harry bit into the food and discovered it was great, it seemed to be better than most food Harry had had since Harry had found out about magic, or even before that. It seemed his aunt was more of a cleaner than a cook.

"What did you do to make this so good?" Draco seemed to be admiring the food as well.

"Well with most spells that make food for you quickly, the food is simply thrown together and no time is taken to let some spices settle in, or for things to be heated at different times in different ways. When you do it all yourself, not only is it more rewarding to you for not have taken the easy way out, you also get a better tasting meal" Dannus explained.

"Er, ok." Draco seemed off put from eating something made the muggle way, but seemed to get over it quickly and eat the great food, Harry hoped that meant he was getting a little better about muggle things.

"And what do you do for a living Mrs. Wolf" Harry asked.

"Oh don't call me that, call me Anneria"

"Alright Anneria, what do you do for a living" Harry asked again.

"Well I work in the ministry making new spells"

"Really? That's amazing, I've heard its dangerous work and you have to take so many precautions" Hermione seemed excited.

"Yes it is, but we take the proper cautionary techniques, raw magic is hard to form and it can destroy things very easily, one of my friends..." She seemed to quiet for a moment before regaining the energy she had. "So we have to be careful, but I'm close to a new breakthrough"

"That's amazing, what effect are you trying to get"

"We're currently trying to work on a healing spell that will move around organs, its hard to move them with other spells and this will return them to their proper place, or should at least"

"That's amazing, do you have any other projects going?"

"Yes, only a certain number of people can work on any given spell at a time, so with the main spell being worked on, any Creationists-I see your look Hermione, I agree, its a joke in bad taste-can work on their side spells, admittedly they can't make too much progress but the one I'm working on is to change how wands use your magic, we've had reports of extremely powerful wizards who use wandless magic don't have to use wand movements for charms, and we'd like to apply that to wands so everybody can use it" She explained. Harry doubted Garrett told his parents about the wandless magic, maybe he thought he needed permission from him.

"Garrett, you can tell them about it if you want" Harry said.

"Really?"

"Yes, they might like it" Garrett set down his fork and pointed at it "Accio Fork" And the fork rushed into his hand.

To say his parents were shocked would be an understatement, to say they were pleased would be even more so.

"How did you learn how to do this, is it a new course at Hogwarts?" His father asked him.

"No, Harry found it out himself, how about you explain it Harry?"

"Sure, I discovered it after I got my things from Diagon Alley before my first year, I had tried to use a spell on the way home, the trace hadn't been put on me since I hadn't gone to a magical school yet, but anyway, I wanted to learn a spell I read, the conjuring charm, Accio, and without thinking about it I had said 'Accio Wand' and my wand rushed to me but then fell to the floor, a standard response when you haven't learned the spell, but I was shocked and poured over my books, and when I couldn't find any record of wandless magic I had only a few options to choose from. Either I was special in some way, but I didn't even know about He-Whose-Name-You-Don't-Like and how I had defeated him, so I shot that one down, next up was that using a wand in someway improved your magical ability, but that was shot down when I next said 'Accio Pen' and the pen repeated the wand's exercise of moving and then falling, and I had been holding the wand for that. And that left me with the wands being used when they were simply detrimental. And I had two ideas for that, one being much more likely, that being that wizards like tradition, which of course, when I came into this society, found out they did, quite a bit. And that would explain why we use wands, because we've done it for awhile and now we don't even question it." Everyone looked satisfied with that answer except one, Hermione. This was the most Harry had ever said on the subject and he had mentioned something he didn't realize he had said.

"Harry, you said you had another idea why" Hermione said

"Oh its nothing, its obviously not true"

"Harry. What is it?"

"Er, well you see. The other option is also tradition, that we've been using it for awhile, and that now we don't ask why, but in this option the reason we do it is so the government can take away our magic if they want" Everyone looked shocked.

"Why do you think they would do that?" Draco asked.

"Because for one, nobody should have all the power in a government, that's just a dictatorship and its what we have with the minister, and two, why wouldn't a government not have a fail safe, people revolt all the time, we don't like rules that hold us down which is basically all the ministry does, wands aren't Accio resistant because of how spells affect a wand's ability to use your magic, so anyone that had a strong enough spell could walk into Diagon alley and summon the wand from every wizard there and then apparate away, and then suddenly the most people can do is apparate or maybe use accidental magic. We'd be forced to listen to their demands. Now the next generation, hopefully, possibly because of me, will be able to use wandless magic as well as magic with their wands, and then the government won't have such dominating control" He paused, somewhat for effect, "But that isn't true, there's no way our government could be that evil and maniacal, right?"

Everyone there looked as shocked as he figured they would be, he gave a look to Hermione that softly told her that this was all her fault.

"How long have you thought about this?" Anneria asked.

"Well just like most teenagers, when I'm sitting in my room and its the middle of the night, I get scared because, you know, primal fears, what goes bump in the night, but instead of being afraid of every little sound, I get worried about humans, humans are rather, if you'll mind the phrase, inhumane to other humans. I normally don't consider the possibility the government is like this in broad daylight, because that's when I'm seeing our lovely peaceful country, but in the night all I can think of is how that type of country is unprepared for war, and I fear invasion quite a bit. I doubt our government would be that ready for war like muggle governments are, since the last wizard war was about 500 years ago, and back then muggles hadn't even developed air travel, but now they have even gone to the moon, and go to war basically all the time from our point of view, but anyway, any Wizarding government that decides it wants the world, could probably take it given enough effort." He paused again, "So I guess that's another crazy conspiracy theory, right?"

"Er, yeah" Anneria said.

The rest of the dinner was in silence.

The next day Harry heard Anneria curse for the first time. She'd been reading the newspaper and Dannus told her off for cursing in front of the kids. Garrett left his waffle and walked over to read his mother's paper, he cursed as well and Dannus told him off as well.

"Could someone tell me why we're swearing in the morning?" Hermione said, walking down from her bedroom in her pj's.

"Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban" Anneria said in a low voice.

"So who's he?" Harry asked. "I know Azkaban is a prison for wizards, so what, did he rob Gringotts or something?"

"Sirius Black killed quite a bunch of people, wizards and muggles alike after You-Know-Who was defeated."

"Hmm, so he was one of Vold-Em sorry You-Know-Who's followers"

"Yes, and he might be angry with you for defeating him"

"Well I'll keep that in mind, but come on, I'll be safe here, and Hogwarts ought to be even safer. Plus, he should be caught any day now, the aurors are supposed to be amazing at their jobs"

"Yes. Of course, you have nothing to worry about, I guarantee it" Anneria said.

They did a number of things the next month or so, from magical sports like Quidditch, to just exploring the house. He managed to keep his arm hidden, it was remarkably easy compared to what he'd expected. He'd keep his sleeves down no matter the weather and then keep the gloves on. Its easy to hide something that nobody is looking for. Finally they decided it was due time to head to Diagon Alley, they had gotten their letters three days before and didn't want to be reminded that their time was going to end. But they had to prepare and so set out for London, and in it; Diagon Alley.

Harry still could not get over the sight of Diagon Alley, it was only his second time there and it wasn't any less amazing to him, even when he knew some of the spells that made the things he saw possible. He found his way through multiple shops, staying far away from the door to Ollivander's, he didn't want to meet the possible satanist/pedophile.

The book for Care of Magical Creatures was the strangest book on their list. It seemed to be alive, or at least magic had replicated some... monstrous instincts for it. It tried to eat everything and Slash did not like it at all. Harry had to hold it shut with his belt and took to looking at it, wondering how you'd be able to read it, finally he found, at the very bottom of the back of the book, a small section of text that told him you stroked the spine and it relaxed and let you read it. He questioned the sanity of the person who wrote the book, and then he remembered the other book the clerk had mentioned, the Invisible Book of Invisibility which he had apparently lost an entire stock of, and questioned the sanity of all Wizarding authors.

He looked inside the place where he had found his dueling book and looked around longer, he found more books that he thought he might find useful, including a book on spell creation written by 'one of the ministry's best and brightest' according to the back. He'd have to ask Anneria if she knew a 'Lovegood'.

He didn't get to ask her though, as a problem at the ministry kept her away for the remaining duration of their time at her house, and apparently much longer if Garrett's letters from home when they were at school were to be believed.

They made their way to the train station on August 1st and Harry felt legitimately sad about leaving the Wolf's residence. He bid farewell to Dannus and joined Hermione and Draco in standing politely away as the father and son gave their goodbyes, the two hugged and then the four friends entered the train.

Even with having gotten their tickets in advance they had gotten there late enough that from what they saw there weren't any empty compartments, Garrett found the one with the fewest number of people, a compartment with one resident, a new teacher apparently. Lockhart had been called out as a fraud at the end of the year, a group of Ravenclaws (Notably the majority were male) showed him to be a fraud with evidence that included Lockhart's poor spell casting skills and inability to actually perform any of the moves he said he did in his books, they speculated that he either lied about everything or stole credit from someone else, they couldn't find out why the person or persons involved didn't try to claim credit themselves but considered it unimportant. Lockhart went on the run and Harry had expected a new teacher, and apparently this man was it.

"He looks rather young to be a teacher doesn't he, under all the dirt and stuff that is" Draco assessed.

"Maybe he has unusual teaching methods, it'd explain both why he looks poor and why Dumbledore would accept him" Hermione says.

"Makes sense" Harry says.

They sat in the compartment up until the train started to leave, it was then that a small knock on the door was heard over their talk. Garrett opened it and found Ginny Weasley, the girl Harry had saved the year before, standing there; looking like she might faint.

"Hi, you're Ginny, right?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, I just... I never got a chance to properly thank Harry for, you know, saving me" Ginny replied nervously.

"There's no need to thank me, I just did what anyone would've done" Harry said from his seat.

"Even if that's true, I want to thank you anyway, so... Thanks for saving me"

"Anytime. Er, well perhaps not anytime" Everyone had a chuckle at that.

"Well perhaps I ought to go find a compartment" Ginny said.

"You haven't found a seat? You can sit here, its no problem" Garrett said.

Ginny looked nervous but agreed and slid her stuff onto the rack above them and sat down next to Hermione.

Their talk was simple enough, talk of new classes, the other students. Hogsmeade too, they were looking forward to the non-magical settlement. The talking ended when the train stopped suddenly. The sliding door suddenly seemed very useless as a gray frost spread across the window in the door. Hermione took out a small jar and almost silently cast a spell that Harry didn't know, sending blue flames into the jar that glittered with unearthly light and provided quite a bit of warmth. They all gathered around it and even the sleeping professor seemed to lean towards the fire.

The lights had gone out and the fire was the brightest thing in the compartment and though Harry kept his hands to it, he kept his face to the door to use his night vision. The darkness brought up bad memories, of being locked in the cupboard without food, of being mocked in school, of all he could remember of what he assumed was the night his parents died, the green light now in frightening clarity and the drip of blood down his face felt like it was happening right then.

The hand came silent, dragging across the glass of the door in agonizing slowness. Harry nudged the person next to him that happened to be Draco and he alerted the other three, they looked in horror as the hand reached the handle and started to slide the doors open. The hand reached through the doors and Harry saw what looked like bare bone under whatever cloak it was wearing, the robe looked more like smoke than clothing. He saw a hood pass by their compartment, blurry through the frosted glass. It came through the opening the hand had made and Harry saw only a mouth under the hood. It was black and barely visible, but his eyes were almost drawn to it. It had no teeth, not even gums from what he saw. It had lips though, which was just horrifying. He watched in silent horror as it's tongue came out, black and slimy, perhaps the most solid thing about the monster. It licked it's lips and looked at each of them in turn. Harry saw images flash through his mind when it looked at him, flashes of green light, a woman's scream, and then her pleading for someone to spare her child. All perfectly clear, yet just far enough away, like someone had closed a door but was yelling on the other side of it. Every single one of these sent a spasm of pain through his forehead, in the shape of his scar. The headaches weren't like any he'd had before, those were all like hammers to his head, each beat of his blood a single pounding, these were like knife wounds, carving his scar over and over again every time he saw a memory.

Lupin seemed to wake up as he summoned fire into his hand to hold. The monster turned to him and he looked like he was just feeling the cold they were feeling, but pressed on.

"Sirius Black isn't under any of our cloaks, you can go" But the monster seemed to get angry and Harry felt the cold get worse. He felt himself slip from his seat and Harry saw Lupin fire something silver from his wand, the monster left and Harry pulled himself up off the ground and back into his seat.

Harry sat up and seemed to stretch his neck like he had woken up from a bad dream, and really it was like they had. The monster was straight out of a nightmare, complete with the same sense of cold and sadness and not being able to do anything about it. But Harry almost laughed as he saw Lupin take out a bar of chocolate and break it into pieces for all of them.

"Are you all alright?" The professor asked them.

"I could be better" Garrett said.

"Well a bloody great Dementor just attacked us so I'd say no" Draco exclaimed, properly worked up over what just happened.

"Dementor?" Hermione asked. "I've read about them, but I thought they were guardians of Azkaban"

"They are, but when Black escaped they were sent after him" Lupin looked at them all one at a time, stopping on Harry for a second before standing up. "I'm going to go talk to the conductor, you all eat your chocolate. It'll help with the cold" They all looked suspicious at their chocolate but Ginny bit into it quickly and Harry followed suit.

When Lupin had left, the air was filled with the sound of chocolate being eaten before they began talking again.

"So Harry" Draco began, "Why did you fall on the floor?"

"Don't know, maybe it just had a stronger effect on me, at least I didn't faint"

They debated more on what each of them thought on the subject until the train stopped, with Lupin having come back not at all. They got off of the train and climbed into two carriages, with Harry, Hermione, and Ginny in one and Draco and Garrett in the other. Harry kept himself on the far right to keep his arm hidden, even if that meant Slash was closer to Ginny then she probably would have liked. This came to a head when he wriggled out of his sleeve.

/Who is this human?/ Harry heard Slash ask while the girl in question had a fearful look on her face. Harry felt a smile on his face at the look on Ginny's face, it was almost normal to see that face now, someone seeing Slash for the first time, she'd seen him in his biggest form yet she still was surprised by him being around his arm. The idea that serpents were to do with dark wizards was too ingrained in the Wizarding society, they were just animals, and had their own choices.

/Her name's Ginny, she's a friend so don't worry/

/That wasn't what I meant, she's attracted to you, I can tell from the pheromones she's giving off/

/How can you tell?/

/It's the same pheromones Draco and Hermione give off when they're near you, I looked for what might be in common between them yet not present in Garrett and I reached a conclusion/

/Well that is a can of worms I don't want to open/

/What? Never mind, I don't want to know what that means/

They reached the school in a short amount of time, the gigantic doors opening of their own accord to let them in. Harry said good bye to Hermione and Ginny as Hermione went off to find Professor Flitwick for some reason and Ginny went to her table. He waited for Garrett and Draco, and their carriage soon arrived and they walked together into the Great Hall.

As he walked past Ravenclaw to the Slytherin table, and then down the line to some open seats at the end, the people around him got quiet as he passed, it seemed he was even more of a celebrity than before. When he sat down with Draco and Garrett whispering started and Harry heard snippets of people's conversations about him.

"I heard he fought a gigantic Runespoor" A gigantic three headed snake would've been bad but probably easier to deal with.

"I thought he lost his arm" Harry grabbed his arm at that, metal still hard under his fingers even if he felt everything as though it was his own arm.

"They say he used dark magic to kill the monster" They thought he was using dark magic. Well there's a surprise. Harry wouldn't be surprised that when word of Slash eventually gets around he'd be thought of as the successor to the title of Dark Lord.

Harry had just felt his stomach growl when Dumbledore walked up to his podium. He looked different somehow (Ha Ha, out of universe joke for the movie, moving on). He started talking about the Dementors being around the school and he seemed surprisingly discomforted with the idea. He then went on to explain that two new teachers were joining the staff, or rather one was joining and the other was being promoted. Lupin was joining as teacher of DADA and the groundskeeper Hagrid became teacher of CoMA. Finally Dumbledore finished and Harry bit into his food eagerly, making sure to feed Slash as well.

Finally he let them be free to return to their dorms. Harry waved at Hermione who had came back in time for the feast and the new password, Vincet qui se vincet, was told to them by a passing prefect, going off to herd the new Slytherins. Harry and friends came to the wall and said the password to enter their common room and then sleep in their beds.

The shortest of the trio woke up near dawn and had been dressed long before the other two woke up. Their first class was again, Potions, and Harry found himself in the now normal situation of being ignored by Snape for the majority of the class, even when he did great on his potion.

The other classes were good and Harry had a great time with Hermione in Arithmancy as Draco and Garrett went to Divination. Finally they made their way to dinner and when Harry left Draco and Garrett to go to the bathroom he was for lack of a better word stolen away by a pair of twins. They had red hair like the Weasleys and he assumed they were some of them.

"You're Harry Potter right?" The first one said.

"Yeah, and you two are Weasleys right?"

"Yes, George" The first said.

"And Fred" The second said after.

"At your service" The two finished together.

"Well George and Fred I'd like to know why you've brought me here"

"Well you saved our sister's life-" George said.

"She has a crush on you by the way-" Fred said.

"And let us see Ron get detention from Snape-"

"It was really funny-"

"Wait," Harry said, "why did Ron get detention?"

"He said to Sprout that Ginny had told him you had a bloody great snake wrapped around your arm-"

"He didn't think to mention that it was probably shrunken down-" Harry was ready to punch both of them if they didn't stop the twin talk, although it seemed that they were probably trying to be annoying with it.

"And Sprout told him that she couldn't do anything as she wasn't his head of house, so he got it into his head to tell Snape this-"

"You can probably see where this is going-"

"And so when Snape heard this he got a look on his face like someone was asking him to choose between a shit covered shoe or another shit covered shoe-"

"One of those is probably you-" Bop, Harry could just imagine the black eye's they would get, it might be a way to tell them apart if he gave it to them on opposite sides.

"So he sighs in his normal Snape way-"

"With his normal annoyed Snape look on his face-"

"And tells him that his story is unbelievable and snitching on a fellow student lost him 10 points-"

"Which he didn't like-"

"And a detention with Filch-"

"Which he really didn't like-" Finally they paused and seemed to gather their thoughts.

"So you see, in return for all of this, we decided to give you a gift-"

"A very special one-" Harry expected a trick.

"No it's fine, you don't have to get me a gift" Harry said.

"Well that's fine, we want to-"

"Yeah, and we don't need it anymore, we got 'em all memorized"

"All what memorized?" Harry asked as the twins pulled out a sheet of rumpled and ripped around the edges parchment.

It was completely blank. Harry turned it over and over and nothing changed. The twins let him puzzle over it for awhile before saying together.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good" And the parchment was suddenly covered in lines and words, showing people and ghosts moving around the school.

"This is awesome but I have to get to dinner"

"No you don't-"

"They don't tell you officially but a lot of the 'smart people' use it for studying-"

"But we're going to use it to show you around the back roads of Hogwarts-"

"You're going to love it-" Harry wasn't so sure about that, but let the twins bring him toward the west wing.

The Marauder's Map as it was called, had shown him, along with the twins' help, the many shortcuts and escape routes of Hogwarts. Harry was amazed by it and Harry had primarily used it as a way to scare his friends by knowing exactly when they were coming into a room he was in and then standing up and looking at the door. He was knowingly copying a famous fictional serial killer's first appearance on screen. The move was very creepy for his friends and Harry enjoyed how he could shut it down and nobody would be aware of what it really was.

He found himself enjoying the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class quite a bit, even if Draco didn't like his scruffy appearance. Their first class was very strange though. The rest of his class got to fight a Boggart and he was pushed aside at the last moment by Lupin. His Dementor!Boggart became a white ball in front of Lupin, like a crystal ball the fake psychics in the muggle world might use, and he banished it back into the cupboard it came from and he locked it with a spell. Harry planned to come back at a later date when he had the chance.

It was at September 29th that he had the chance. He had finished his work and it was just getting dark when he entered Lupin's office.

"Oh Harry, I was wondering when you'd come and see me, where's Draco and Garrett?"

"Working on a journal for Professor Trelawny's class"

"Hmm, yes that would be difficult, so are you glad you chose Arithmancy?"

"Yes I am" Draco had told him that Garrett had the unfortunate experience of being told that he was going to die every other class.

"Well what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"I was wondering why you didn't let me fight the Boggart in our first class"

"I had assumed it was obvious, I didn't think it would be appropriate for Lord Voldemort to appear in Hogwarts" This was an unexpected answer, Harry hadn't expected him to use Voldemort's name either. To be honest he was pretty happy to not have to say You-Know-Who another time.

"Well I didn't think of Voldemort, I actually don't remember what he looks like. I thought of the Dementors"

"Well I saw that and I think that is very wise, to be afraid of fear itself"

"That makes me feel better about myself"

"Yes, well I was just about to make a pot of tea, would you like some?"

"No, I should get back to my common room," Harry stood up to leave, "but thanks for answering my question"

"Any time" Harry walked to his door and almost ran into Snape as he brushed the door open with a goblet in his hand, Snape ignored him and set the goblet down and gave him some instructions on how to drink what was in it, Harry thought it was none of his business and left for his common room.

Harry had the Map in his back pocket, wanting to test it outside of Hogwarts. He had his Invisibility Cloak stuffed into his bag that had the extension charm put on it. He had also sent Congelo a few days earlier to request an indirect withdrawl from his account. He received the money on that day and was going to put it to good use.

The carriage ride was very enjoyable and Harry sat with Draco and Garrett on the way there. When they entered Hogsmeade Harry looked in amazement at all the buildings around, out in the open, and knowing they were all magical buildings. He wondered how no muggles found it.

They made their way to Honeydukes with Hermione in tow, waiting for them to finish their boy things so she could drag Harry and maybe Garrett off to look at the Shrieking Shack. After talking about and explaining the Shrieking Shack they headed to Zonkos and admired and bought a few of the pranks there. Harry was really interested in the pranking spell books they had there. He read the first few pages of one and liked it and bought it.

They got back to their common room and gorged themselves on the sweets. Until Snape came in and ordered them to the Great Hall, the ground was covered in purple sleeping bags and they were told Sirius Black had torn up the painting outside the Gryffindor's common room.

"But I thought he was after me?" Harry spoke in a hushed voice to Draco and Malfoy.

"It's possible he was mistaken about what house you were in, maybe he expected the kid who defeated the dark lord to go to Gryffindor" Draco said.

"You're both missing the point, if he can sneak into Hogwarts passed all of the Dementors then nothing can stop him. Hogwarts isn't safe anymore" Garrett said.

The situation slowly returned to something resembling normal as the weeks ran by, and when the next Hogsmeade trip came, Harry was really needing it.

When they entered the Three Broomsticks they found some seats in a corner and ordered three butterbeers. But when Hagrid, McGonagall, Fudge and Flitwick entered Harry was interested and pulled on his invisibility cloak to follow them, leaving Garrett and Draco to wonder why they even tried to understand what ran through Harry's head.

The conversation ran slowly and was devastatingly easy to understand, Harry accepted it slowly, his parents, the nice people he'd read about and seen pictures of, who'd taken care of him until they were blasted away by Voldemort, the people who he'd had to simply accept as dead now had a killer, someone who he could avenge them by killing.

They found him in the corner of the common room, writing something on a piece of paper and pointing at a group of frogs he'd accio'd from the lake, they saw him take out a frog, put it on the ground and point at it, and within a few seconds it would cave in and collapse into a pile of frog. Then he'd scribble something down and do it again. They managed to get him to explain himself, how he was using his wandless magic to be able to crush someone into a little ball, because that was what he wanted to do to Sirius Black.

They couldn't convince him to come down to eat and had to leave him there. They were relieved to see that he'd gone to sleep and the group of frogs still had a large number left. They sent those back to the lake and then settled themselves to sleep.

Harry had buried down his anger, but it was always there, like a knot of fury in his stomach, never relenting. He went from day to day of the holidays enjoying the activities he could do, but at any mention of Sirius Black he was instantly alert, paying attention in extreme detail to any mention of where Sirius Black might have been or might be going.

Harry entered the common room and found Hermione, Ginny, Draco and Garrett standing in a circle like they were waiting for him.

"What is this?" He said with a bit of a chuckle.

"It's what you might call an intervention"

"About what, my grades are good enough right?"

"No. It's about your obsession with Sirius Bla-"

"Hermione he murdered my parents"

"Yes I know that, but"

"But nothing, they deserve justice, they need to be avenged"

"But Harry this isn't the right way" Garrett had intervened, "you can go to the trial and watch him be brought to justice, but training your magic to kill someone, is that really the way your parents would've wanted you to spend your holiday?"

"Well what do you want me to do? The bloody Ministry has no police force that can actually do anything, magic can only stop a crime, or avenge it, it can do nothing to solve it"

"And you think you can do better?"

"I can listen, and I know he's probably coming after me, and I'll let him, cause when he finds me, I'm gonna kill him."

"Harry don't do this" Ginny almost shrieks, "you're not a killer"

"Yes I am, I killed Voldemort again last year, saving you. Now I almost regret it, for you to stand against me when I want to bring justice to my parents and save lives in the process."

"What the fuck Harry?" Draco says

"Oh yeah? And where do you stand on it?"

"I'm staying out of this, I think your parents deserve justice and lives need to be saved, and you might even be right in that the only way the government is going to catch them is when he comes after you, but killing him isn't the answer, especially when you might not be doing it for the reasons you're saying"

"What do you mean?"

"Harry have you never read a single book? This is revenge, not justice, and every single book ever fucking written would tell you this"

"I've had enough of this" Harry says and walks to their dorms, closing the sheet around his bed and laying down to sleep. He knows they're right, but he isn't going to just accept it, he won't let himself.

Harry read it slowly, again and again. Yet the message didn't change, he had gotten up early like always and checked the message board, the large paper read that all the people of Hogsmeade had disappeared without a trace.

Hey guys again sorry about taking so long. I am a total piece of shit, but school and stuff made it hard to find time to write and my piece of shit internet connection failed during all the snow, I couldn't write anything, but I have this done and I'll be uploading it at... 1:30 in the morning, good job me.

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