(Harry's pov)

It was 3 weeks before Christmas break before the long awaited delivery was made to each and every student of the school, exactly two days before they were to be made public.

I looked at the book that was on my night stand. I knew that there was supposed to be a charm on the book to make it appear to be a normal textbook.

The book was the normal size of a textbook, it was dark blue with silver writing. A picture of the subject was currently smiling at the reader.

The True History of Albus Dumbledore by Rita Skeeter.

I checked the back cover which talked about how he had kept so many secrets from the wizarding world. Making the reader wonder about all of the things he is known for.

I flipped to the chapter page. The book was written in six parts. The titles were: The Early Years of Albus Dumbledore, The Hogwarts years, Gellert Grindelwald and the famous battle, The truth behind You Know Who, What really happened on Halloween 1981, and Later years and Dirty Dealings.

Each section had the page number, and going to that page gave you a description of the chapter, as if the titles weren't enough of a clue as to what you would find.

I brought the book with me to the Common Room, curious about what Rita found. I looked up and noticed how all of my friends had brought their copies too.

I could hear Draco, Blaise and Daphne talking about the book.

"I see that you lot have that strange book too?" Daphne asked.

"Yeah, but where did it come from. I never ordered a book about the old coot." Draco replied.

"Listen to this. 'This book will make you rethink everything you thought you knew about the wizarding world, so my dear reader I ask you, do you know that true story behind Albus Dumbledore? The truth may surprise you!' Seriously, who comes up with this stuff." Blaise finished before he looked up. "Hey Harry! Looks like you got one too. Any idea why we all got one?"

"I don't know, but I suggest checking it out. Who knows, we might find some good dirt on the manipulative bastard." I replied.

We all agreed to go over the book, and went to breakfast where nearly the whole student body had the books opened at random pages. Reading them while they ate. The only students without books were the Weasleys, whom were too busy doing their own things.

The twins were whispering to each other, probably about some prank idea, Weasley was acting like a pig, and shoveling as much food into his mouth as he possibly could, and Weaselette was busy staring jealously at my betrothed.

(Dumbledore's pov)

I was surprised to see all the students, except the Weasley children, reading various textbooks. Well, nearly surprised anyway. The fact that the Ravenclaw students were studying, even during breakfast wasn't all that surprising. But for the Gryffindor students?

"Looks like the dunderheads are finally taking their studies seriously." Came the sarcastic voice of the resident Potions Master.

"Come now Severus. Surely not all of the students are, as you say, dunderheads." I replied.

"Of course not Headmaster. Most of my snakes are quite intelligent."

"Surely you are not insinuating that Harry is a dunderhead."

"He at least has some of his mother's knack for Potions." Came the reply of the snarky man.

"That's the spirit Severus."

(Ron's pov)

I could hear the hushed whispers along the table as I was eating. I noticed how all of my classmates had various textbooks with them, making me wonder. Nobody mentioned bringing their classwork to meals now.

I looked over at the other years. All of the first years, minus Ginny, had books too. All of Hufflepuff had books with them, and everyone was speaking in quiet tones about whatever they were reading.

"What are you guys reading?" I asked my roommate Dean Thomas.

"It's a strange book I found on my night stand this morning. Nobody knows where the book came from, but it looks like practically every student got one."

That didn't really tell me what the book was, not that it mattered to me, since its obviously not a Quidditch or chess strategy guide.

I continued eating my food.

(Normal pov)

The owlery at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry was rather bus for the next few days as the magical students wrote home to tell their parents about the mysterious books, urging the parents to get and read the books.

Before the book stores knew what was happening, they were being swamped as the biography of Albus Dumbledore flew off the shelves. The book sold more copies in one day than Hogwarts: A History did in several years.

The book was in such a high demand that the printing presses used to publish the book had to work over time and they were still having trouble meeting the demand.

Within a week, the Headmasters office was being overrun by owls carrying red envelopes, all containing howlers from angry parents who were just finding out about all the dangerous things happening at the school.

(Harry's pov)

I sat in Salazars private rooms with Daphne after dinner reading the book Rita wrote. I could see the first hand accounts that Tom, Lucius, Sirius, and I gave her.

"She definitely has a knack for finding obscure bits of information. I had no idea just what that old coot had kept hidden all these years. He would probably even be kicked out of the school before too long." I told my girlfriend, and the Founder of my House.

"You know, you should declare yourself Lord Hogwarts soon Harry. If you do you can take what power Dumbledore has here from him." Daphne stated.

"Won't he notice it?"

"Not if you don't want him to. You can continue to allow him to think he has control, but you have the final say in everything that goes on here." Salazar answered.

"What do I have to do?"

"You have to go to the crest in the Great Hall at midnight and state that you are the heir to all four of us." And Salazar told me what I had to do. He told me that it was best if I had a staff member act as witness in case anyone wanted to deny me my birthright.

After that, Daphne turned the conversation to the meeting I had with Professor Lupin after classes were over.

"All he wanted to do was talk about how I look like my father, except that I have mums eyes. I also asked him why he hasn't visited Sirius and I over the summer after he was freed. Apparently he didn't know that Sirius was out of Azkaban. Dumbledore never told him."

"Don't tell me that Lupin thought Sirius was guilty all this time."

"He did. He honestly thought Padfoot was my parents Secret Keeper. He also thought him guilty of the murders that Pettigrew committed the day the rat faked his death."

"Where has he been all these years. Why didn't he ever check on you?"

"Lupin said that he had been working various odd jobs abroad, and that he had been told by Dumbledore that I was safe and living a nice, happy childhood. Lupin never asked where I was, he just took the old man's word."

"What are you going to do with Lupin now?"

"I plan on talking to Sirius and seeing what he thinks I should do now. He knows Lupin better than I do."

Once that question was answered we turned our attention to our homework, before heading to Professor Snape's office.