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Interlude at Hogwarts

Dumbledore was frustrated. Harry kept refusing to come top Hogwarts, preferring the muggle school he went to. And some of the times he found the boy, it was like he was expecting the old man to appear when there was no possible way that he could have known. Then there was the time that the boy had obliviated the entire great hall, a most impressive feat. The boy was powerful for his fourteen years and well learned. That did not bode well for his plans of him being pliable and weak that was needed for his plan of making the boy sacrificing himself.

The boy was so close to his friends like they had some shared secret and something about him caused the hairs on his neck to prickle. It was almost like he was in the presence of a predator.

Dumbledore shuddered before musing on ways to get the boy to Hogwarts

Ron was angry. The boy who lived was supposed to be his friend yet he was driving with a group of muggle children on claims of having more important things to do. He had also managed to keep him out of France so if his family ever went there, they would need to leave him behind. Slipping into a building mood, he didn't notice as the twins pranked his food. Yes, this was all Potter's fault.

Hermione started in surprise as a parcel of books arrived for her by owl post. Opening the letter, her mouth opened in shock as she saw the sender's name.

Dear Miss Granger,

I know wet haven't been on the best of time but I noticed you had an interest in learning. Enclosed are a few books on how to charm technology to work around magic. I hope this makes up for the way I have treated you.

Yours sincerely

Harry Stern (Potter)

Hermione tore into the parcel before pulling out a beginner's guide and reading it like her life depended on it.

Voldemort screamed as another one of his horcruxes was destroyed by the mysterious being that had appeared out of nowhere along with the emotionless boy who was keeping him tied up.

"NOOOOO!"

"You have to be dealt with. It is my masters wish."

The boy's voice was so distorted.

"If only you are weren't a risk to Harry..."

His last horcrux was destroyed and Voldemort cringed in fear. An emotion he was unused to feeling.

"I could give you power, anything you wanted." Normally, being was beneath him but he was vulnerable and only just clinging to life.

"There is only one thing my master wants and that's Harry. He's in easy reach."

The boy's expression changed to one of longing. Voldemort screamed as smoke slipped into his rudimentary body before choking to death. William turned away before returning to the network.

"This was for you Harry."

Barty Crouch junior entered the room and stared in shock at the remains of Voldemort. The dark mark had faded completely from his arm like it had never existed.