Hey thanks guys for all of the reviews and follows! I've been asked if the other parts to this story will be separated, and the answer is no. I just wanted to make the parts so you can see the evolution of the characters overall.

I'd also like to ask if people think I'm overdoing the Harry/Hermione interaction. Some people have said it's too much but I would like you to comment and tell me what you think.

I probably over embellished it in the first part I'll admit because in the next at least 2 she won't be present as much. But anyway, thanks again for everyone reading and Harmony fans unite!

Part 2: How We Grow

Chapter 8: Shall We Begin?
The next day Harry accompanied his friends to King's Cross Station to get to Hogwarts. Even though the of-age wizards could've apparated to Hogsmeade, for their final year of school everyone thought the train would be more special.. Not to mention Ginny and Neville had to attend the prefect meeting (Neville had been made a 7th year prefect), and Hermione had to lead their meeting as Head Girl along with the next-in-line Head Boy, Terry Boot. Harry knew him fairly well since he was a part of Dumbledore's Army, but he knew he fought bravely at the Battle of Hogwarts and though he would be a good fit or the position. The whole excursion was emotionally exhausting for Harry. Being already tired from the previous night, and the no doubt teary goodbyes he would received from both Ginny and Hermione this morning, it was enough for the guy to fall asleep right there

Actually this was the only time Harry was thankful for the ever present reporters to bombard him with questions, shouts, and photos so he could remain awake. Luckily, Ron played his first role of being an Auror by acting as the groups bodyguard. Once they all reached the safety of an empty train compartment, the enormity of the separation of the group of friends began to hit everyone; even though they all had accepted their departure by now this still hit the five teens pretty hard. The parents didn't want to face the frenzy that was Kings Cross, and had already said their tearful goodbyes, which left the group awkwardly standing around trying to find the right things to say.

"Well, I guess this is it.." Neville finally said. The four others only nodded dumbly leaving the statement floating in the air.

Ginny was the first to go. "I should go and meet up with my friends, and change into my robes." Nervously, Ginny moved to hug Harry, not knowing if it would be inappropriate to, but was surprised when Harry moved into it. Silent tears trickled down Ginny's cheeks, but no move was made to wipe them.

Before Ginny could open her mouth to say anything else (which would have ended up being nothing but sobs), Harry cut in, "I'm going to miss you Ginny, a lot." and whispering so she could only hear he added, "I think... you're starting to feel like my own younger sister, if that doesn't sound too weird."

Ginny smiled at how much Harry was uncomfortable but gave a slight nod, for no words needed to be added to the moment. Soon though Ginny reluctantly let go of him and moved to give Ron a quick goodbye (not a very large one needed to be given since Ron would visit Hogwarts frequently anyway). Then she moved to the exit of the compartment and just stared at her friends, feeling content with what she now had in life. The only thing that brought her out of the daze was when Neville moved to wipe the tears off her face, which made Ginny jerk back in surprise and Neville blush furiously. After a quick laugh in reassurance and a quick 'so long', Ginny Weasley was gone.

Neville was the next. He moved to give a 'manly' hug to Harry, feeling upset he wouldn't be able to see his friend and god-brother for that matter for a long time. "I'll miss you too, Harry. But I think your parents would be proud of you." Harry smiled appreciably at him and replied, "Thanks Neville. And I know your parents are proud of you. You've been a great friend to me, and maybe one day we will be like brothers." This made Neville brighten considerably and he said, "Yeah, I'd like that." He then gave Ron a quick pat on the back with a quick 'Goodbye', and he too left.

Now only Ron, Harry, and Hermione remained; the infamous Golden Trio. Instead of tediously waiting in the silence, Hermione fiercely jumped forward and pried herself onto Harry. Tearing up already, Hermione choked out, "I'll miss you." Harry could only nod, fearing if he did any more all the walls he built up would fall and he would be unable to leave. Looking over Hermione's bushy hair, Harry looked over to Ron who also had sadness and tears in his eyes. With a quick notion, the three all moved into a group hug.

No words were said. No one express how much they would miss the other, or how they all were like family and would die before abandoning them. All of this had been said if not proven already; they already knew. All that was needed was the comfort and presence of the three friends, and that was the best closing to their school friendship they all could've ask for. Slowly and reluctantly, the three separated (Hermione would only budge from Harry when the two males insisted she would be late to her Head meeting if she didn't, and even then they met some resistance). Ron moved to Hermione and places a reassuring arm around her shoulder to comfort her while Harry moved back to give the couple space.

Each individually took the time to reflect on their friendship. Ron couldn't believe he had been able to make friends with such talented wizards; all his life he had been overshadowed by his brothers, but to know he was accepted by his own friends helped him get over his ever-present jealousy; well, he knew he still had to work on it.

Hermione on the other hand, was just jubilant and devastated at the same time. She was grateful after all the years in primary school of bullying and being friendless that she had been able to make some. Not only that, but she became like family to two amazing boys, and one happened to be her own boyfriend.

Harry's own thoughts were a mix of the two. He was thankful two amazing people would ever find him a good friend, and would stick by him no matter what. Especially since he too like Hermione was friendless in his early years, and felt that having such amazing friends-no family- made up for all his years of feeling alone.

Finally hearing the train whistle, the trio realized they would need to get going. Giving a cough, Ron said, "Well, Harry mate. I need to get going, and I think you do as well." He nodded solemnly in reply, but made no move to exist. It was only when Hermione said looking straight into his eyes, "You're a great wizard Harry, you'll do great."

Somehow, this gave Harry enough encouragement to make the final leap. Look one more time at each of his friends, and with his legendary sheepish grin, Harry dissapparated with only a small 'pop' leaving the couple to say their form of 'goodbye' (which Harry was glad to miss).

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Harry spent the next half hour before he had to leave in solace, checking and re-checking to see if he had everything. Clothing wise, Harry packed lightly only bringing 5 pairs of shirts and pants along with the appropriate amount of boxers and night garments. The real baggage came from the amount of books and scrolls he packed; Harry packed most of the Black Library (the books not considered too dark), the books he had accumulated throughout this year and the Horcrux hunt, and all of his old school books.

He didn't know how much he would need or use, but with his Hermione-attitude I supposed nothing would be too much. Harry was just glad he had a good extendable and feather-light charm to not kill himself with the weight. As the minutes ticked by Harry became more and more nervous.

How was he to know if Abe would be a good teacher, let alone an ally. He had only seen him once, and just because he knew Dumbledore didn't make him as helpful. Just as it seemed Harry would make a dent in the floor Ariana chirped at him awakening him from his daze. Harry turned to look at his bird, and saw she unlike him was relaxed. Taking a breath, Harry moved to pet the phoenix and whispered softly, "What do you think, girl, can we trust Abe?"

Ariana seemed to nod her head slightly and then began to nuzzle it against Harry's cheek. Harry smiled and felt a bit better; if Abubakar Krinx was acceptable to a phoenix, then he was acceptable to him.

Harry pulled out his wand and performed a quick tempus to see the time. He was hit with panic when he saw it was 11:58; he was supposed to meet Abe in 2 minutes! Quickly running to his things, Harry picked up all of his luggage and said to Ariana, "I hope you know where you're going, much less what you're doing."

Ariana, looking slightly annoyed for Harry's lack of faith in her, flew straight at Harry and landed on his shoulder. Giving no warning to Harry, she disappeared with him and his luggage in a burst of flames.

This was the first time Harry had traveled this way, and he actually found it enjoyable. Unlike apparation, it didn't feel like he was being sucked into a tube, but more like he was fading from one spot and moving to another. And despite his slight worry of being caught on fire, he only felt a tingling sensations when it surrounded him and his things.

Not even 5 seconds later Ariana and Harry appeared on top of a sand dune which surged a wind of sand to circle around them covering their presence to any peering tourists. Once the sand cleared, Harry squinted to see where he was since the sand covered his glasses. He wiped them on his surprisingly sand free shirt and put them back one only to gasp at the sight before him.

Not even a mile away from him stood the Great Pyramid of Giza, one of the seven wonders of the world. Harry had heard of the structure vaguely in his primary school, but what stood before him was nothing like a what he'd learned.

The pyramid was a colossal monument that seemed to be as wide as it was all. Noticeable cracks and wearing stone made it up, but they only seemed to enhance its ancient beauty.

Groups of tourist walked below Harry and around the pyramid along with blocked off tents that Harry deduce to be dig sites. The whole sight simply marveled Harry, whose closest experience to an ancient wonder was Hogwarts!

"Hmmm yes, I always forget how beautiful this view is," a voice said behind Harry. Quickly moving to face the intruder, Harry realized he stood defensively in front of his new teacher, Abubakar. Abe looked about the same as Harry had last seen him, but now wore simple muggle clothing instead of his wizarding robes.

"Oh sorry if I startled you Harry!" Abe chuckled. "It just seems Ariana found me while you were looking at the pyramid." Harry then noticed his bird no longer rested on his shoulder, but on Abe's instead.

Seeming to get over his initial shock of his surroundings, Harry responds, "Oh ,um, it's alright. I guess I should've known it was you..." Turning back to face the monument, he added unable to hide the awe in his voice, "Is this where we will be learning?"

Abe nodded and replied, "It is, but we aren't actually staying in the ole Giza, but in one of the tents." He then pointed to a seemingly small tent on the outskirts of one dig sight. "I like to keep up with what the muggles find. There are some things that wizards still don't understand about this place."

Curious Harry asked, "Did wizards build this?" Abe smiled and answered, "Yes they did. You see while wizards in Europe were feared and burned, those here were worshiped as gods and built their religion.

They taught the villagers how to read the stars, which allowed them to predict when flooding would occur on their crops. They also helped build up the Egyptian empire and to keep invaders at bay. In return, the Egyptians built buildings in their honor, these you would know to be the pyramids and sphinx. The most powerful wizards and witches would rule the land, the most famous being King Tut and Queen Cleopatra. Though they were not immune to mortal flaws.

Magical Rulers became just as greedy and power hungry as the muggle ones, and would would lash out on their subjects if they felt they were being questioned; this brought betrayal and murder to the monarchy. But still in their death, they would be honored with tombs and sarcophagus's to helped them in the afterlife."

Harry could only gape at what Abe told him. Clearly he would need to learn more about not only British Magical History, but International as well. Guess I should've payed more attention to Professor Binns.

Not noticing Harry's dismay, Abe said, "Now, shall we begin?"

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The two wizards and phoenix walked down the sand dune, and towards the dig sight Abe's tent was located. Once they got there, Harry saw many people bustling around with paper, graphs, and maps along with shovels. All of the people they passed gave a slight nod or hello to Abe and a curious look to him and Ariana (who enjoyed the attention).

As the group moved closer and closer to Abe's tent, the amount of people working seemed to dim. "I put a slight confundus charm around it to keep unwanted eyes away." Abe whispered to Harry.

Harry just nodded signaling he heard; he had too much to do with the confundus charm and tents for his liking. He could only hope Abe's tent wouldn't being any unwanted memories.

When they arrived at the entrance of the tent Abe said, "Now, you might find this isn't your usual tent." He opened the entrance to the tent and revealed not an enlarged tent-like interior much like the Weasley's and Hermione's, but what appeared to be a muggle flat.

Inside there was a sitting area with a couch and matching chairs circling a fireplace. To Harry's left was a muggle kitchen with normal muggle appliances (but Harry could see the enchanted sink washing dishes and levitating them to the cabinets. A small breakfast table stood just off the kitchen and stood around bay windows not seen from the outside; these windows showed enchanted views, one of what Harry recognized as Scotland. A hallway ran between the kitchen and living room that ran deeper into the tent-or-house which Harry could only assume to lead to the bedrooms.

"Sir-um Abe- why do you have your home designed like a-" "Muggle residence?" Abe interrupted Harry. "Yes well I just find muggle appliances simply ingenious; I left most of them alone except for the sink, which I enchanted to clean any dishes; Oh, and a broom and mop. But I would be wary of the mop; it likes to clean more than the floor if you know what I mean."

"Let show you where you'll be staying." Abe left Harry to follow him, who was hoping Abe was kidding. He followed him along the hallway as he stopped at the first door. "This," Abe said pointing to the door. "Is my room. I do ask you knock before you enter it or else you might find yourself in a Body-Bind Curse.

Abe moved a bit farther down the hallway, but instead of moving to the only other door at the end of it (which Harry assumed to be his room), he stopped in front of a version of the famous Mona Lisa. Harry felt a bit shaken by the portrait, as the eyes seemed to follow him despite being an ordinary painting everywhere else.

"Before I show you your room, I wanted you to get a glimpse of where we will be doing your studies. The password is Elder Wood this month." Hearing the password, a door suddenly appeared next to the painting; it looked old and worn down with a medieval styled handle.

Harry opened the door and walked inside. At first he couldn't see anything, but as if it sensed his presence the room lit up with torches aligning the wall. The room was the size of the Great Hall, but had no furniture. In the middle of the room was a dueling platform, and to the side Harry could see an assortment of different weapons. Targets lined the far wall along with a reflective mirror that showed Abe, Ariana, and himself who had the face of a fish.

On his right columns alined what Harry deduced as the weapon room and led off to a mush smaller room that had a large, round table with sprawled scrolls and parchments on top of it. Next to the table leaning against the wall were four large bookshelves that rose so high Harry couldn't see where they ended from is position. Truly he had never seen anything like it. Not even the Room of Requirement with the D.A. rivaled this.

"Welcome to my Layer of Knowledge and Sorcery... or L.K.S for sort. It is here where we will not only complete your 7th year education since it is to my knowledge you have not taken it (this made Harry blush a bit) but also improve you mental, physical, and magical cores." Abe then gave what Harry could only describe as a smirk to him before saying. "You should be so lucky if you don't despise this room by the end of you studying."

Harry paled a bit a said, "Can I see my room now, Abe?" Now wanting to leave this room as soon as possible. Abe gave a deep laugh and agreed, leading the pair out of the training room.

They now waled to the end of the hallway and to the final door. "This will be your room." Abe said as he started turning the knob. Harry felt excitement rush through his reins; surely if his training room was so grand his room would be as well. But soon disappointment had his previous excitement screaming bloody murder.

Inside was a reasonably sized room, but that was all of the positive qualities. The cracked walls was painted a brownish color that was peeling. A small closet stood at the end of the room that reminded him of the muggle fear of monsters in the closet. The bed was small and only had a thin set of sheets and made Harry's skin crawl just by looking at it.

A desk covered with cobwebs and extremely enraged spiders faced a small window that portrayed the view of a brick wall. The room itself made Harry rethink if his living arrangements in a cupboard were all that bad. Even Ariana hissed at the room.

"Simply terrible isn't it." Abe said in a far off voice. "That is why it will be perfect for our first lesson. You are going to perform the ornate spell to redecorate this room to your liking."

"But Sir-Abe- I've never heard of that spell, much less done it." Harry protested. Despite the atrocity that was his room, he didn't want to make a fool of himself on the first day!

"Oh don't worry Harry, the spell isn't too advanced. I remember learning it in my own 7th year, which I dare not say how long ago it was. It's actually a very good spell to do. You see to do it succesfully you must think of how you want the room to look in you head, and then say the incantation.

The spell will then transform the room to the best of its ability. But it isn't that simple, or else everyone would own luxurious things. The quality and accuracy of the room will depend on the power of the individual performing it. So by doing this spell I'll get a good assessment of where to begin your studies."

Harry nodded, now understanding the purpose. He felt relieved his room would be at least clean (he doubted he could create a nicer room than Hogwarts). Also Harry knew he did better with hands on learning of spells instead of just learning the theory.

"Okay so are you ready Harry?" Abe asked. Not waiting for an answer he continued. "Now close your eyes and picture how you want the room to look, then once you have a clear image say the spell. The words are 'cubiculum ornato animo'. Begin whenever you wish."

Harry swallowed his nerves and closed his eyes. He imagined the room exactly like his at Hogwarts with his four-poster bed and curtains, a nice dresser, and a window overlooking the grounds . He kept the desk already in the room, but imagined it cleaner without the spiders. And off a whim, he imagined the closet turned into a small power room (he didn't really care to share one with his own teacher!) with a shower, sink, and toilet.

Focusing intently on the image, Harry lifted his wand and said clearly, "Cubiculum Ornato Animo!"

A large red light flew from Harry's wand and lightened the room in its glow. When Harry opened his eyes he saw almost a carbon copy of the image in his brain, even the bathroom. The only slight differences he could tell were that the curtains were missing, the desk still had some cobwebs, and the powder room was smaller than he imagined.

"Well done, Harry!" Abe exclaimed. "I don't think I've ever seen the spell done so well on the first try! And you even conjured a bathroom, that's not usually added until the 4th or 5th try. You truly are a great wizard."

His words suddenly reminded Harry of Hermione's just an hour before. Homesickness began to fill up Harry, and soon his pride for his accomplishment changed into grief for leaving his friends.

Seeing Harry's now pained face and realizing what he was probably thinking, Abe said, "Why don't I leave you to your thoughts for now. Just come out when you're ready. We'll start out lessons tomorrow." He walked out into the hallway and before closing the door said in a cheerier mood. "Oh and Harry."

Harry turned around to face his 'Professor', wondering what else he had in plan. "Welcome to Egypt."

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Yay guys the first Ch of Part 2! I hope you liked it, and it is my largest chapter so far.

I created the Ornate spell, and it loosely translates to 'I decorate the bedroom with the mind'. I take Latin at school so I will probably be creating some new spells in this story.

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