Harry ran to Draco, who was waiting for him. Draco looked at Harry's muggle clothes. "Disgusting." He spat. "Yep. Could only get school supplies at the time." Praxis looked up, "Thompsan has the same problem. Let me see if Renard will help." Lilly asked, "Can you see if I can get some wizard clothing too?" In a low voice. "I don't have money." "I'll ask for all three of you. Let's go together." "Okay, after I need to go to Snape's office." Harry explained. "You got Snape on me to ask for honors classes in potions, Harry! He says as my godfather he expects more of me." Draco huffed, "I don't want to do extra work. I'll get better grades in regular classes." "I can't help you. Snape knows potential when he sees it." Harry continued the conversation as they looked for their brother. They found him in front of the Slytherin dungeons. "Renard, we need wizard robes for our brothers and sister." "I see. It's on me. I'm about to go to Hogsmade." Renard coughed, "If you want to come." Harry whispered, "I have to see Snape." "That's good, make sure teachers see you today." Renard smiled, "Meet us after you are done. We'll wait for you at the Great Hall." Harry nodded. "We will have to be sneaky. We all can't go out at once."
Harry entered Snape's office. "Hello, sir. Headmaster Dumbledore summoned me. I apologize for being late." "Headmaster Dumbledore has made me aware of the reason for your absence. Sit down, Harry." Harry sat in the chair in front of Snape. "I was thinking of making the club on weekends only. I have to tutor people in potions, and already supervise the wizarding traditions club. I also make potions for Madam Pomfrey to use. Are you agreeable." "Yes, sir." "I'm glad you aren't a dunderhead. Many would complain about learning on the weekend. It will be after breakfast on Saturday and Sunday. I will make my Slytherins aware of your club and ask other House Heads to do the same." Snape was using legimency. "And Mr. Potter. If you plan to break rules, don't look Headmaster Dumbledore in the eye." Harry had a look of thought on his face, "Is there a reason why, sir?" "Do you know what legimency is?" "No, sir." "It's akin to mind reading. I am one. Occlumency blocks it. I would suggest you learn it before looking the Headmaster in the eyes. Don't be obvious about avoiding it, but don't be looking him in the eyes when you break the rules." "Do you know about-" "Don't admit it! Out with you!" Harry was nearly pushed out of Snape's office. Truth was he knew about his ward's plans to go to Hogsmade. He would have got involved if they were dumb enough to leave without a perfect involved. But they had someone with them, so the point was mute.
After being in the Great Hall, Renard started putting together a plan. "We need to distract the staff." Harry, thinking back to being able to make his hair grow, and many other strange things he did with his appearance asked, "I can change appearance at will." Harry used this ability to torment Dudley when he could. How dare that beast try to get Harry in trouble. It was thanks to Petunia he knew how to do it, after his hair grew back, he started experimenting. He found he could change hair colors. Make his hair any length he wished. He even saw that he could make his scar appear, fade, become more apparent, or disappear. He then found he could change his height, become shorter or taller. He was very happy with this discovery. Eye color, nose shape. Anything he wished changed at will. "Never register with the ministry. You are a metamorphmagus." Praxis Leon explained. Draco smiled, "That works. I'll be an alibi. We are going to go to the greenhouse to study Herbology as Professor Sprout has informed us both we are a little behind. Then once you create a distraction, we'll sneak out together after the rest of us go on ahead."
Draco and Harry found Professor Sprout, "Professor Sprout." Harry gathered her attention. "Yes, boys." "May we use your greenhouse to study?" "Go on ahead. I'll inform the staff you are allowed in there. Don't let anyone else in, please. I would go with you, but I have students to supervise. Hard to believe you would cause a mess Mr. Potter, if even Severus likes you. You aren't his godson like Mr. Malfoy. Please keep him under control." Harry was given the key to the greenhouse.
After going to the greenhouse and waiting five to ten minutes, Harry went away from the greenhouse to a private area without portraits and turned his hair auburn red, made himself 7 feet tall, and gave himself a bigger nose, while making his scar disappear. He also made his hair and nails a tad longer before going to the Ravenclaw dorm, solving a new riddle before going into his trunk and wearing some shorts and one of Dudley's handmedown shirts, that originally needed to be rolled up to help him avoid tripping over it. It actualky fit now. Harry went to the Great Hall, after intentionally cutting open his knee, not enough to bleed out, but enough to cause concern. His shorts covered his knee so a intentional trip should allow a believable story. Harry went down to the Great Hall purposely falling for the trick step, grabbing the railing and screaming with a much deeper voice, "Help me!" The staff looked at the boy who was about to fall. Dumbledore thought he was going crazy, he didn't reconigze this student. "Hold on, son. We'll get you-" Harry let go and a clash could be found. The staff started running down the stairs when muffled crying could be heard.
His accomplices took the time to sneak out to go ahead to Hogsmade. Harry was holding his fakley injured knee. Dumbledore looked at the boy. "It's down to the bone. Get Madam Pomfrey, NOW." Dumbledore commanded. "It's okay, son." "I-I forgot magic schools had trick stairs. I'm so sorry." Harry pretended to hide his tears. "Muggleborn." Harry nodded. "It's okay, son. We'll get you taken care of." Madam Pomfrey was sweating when she reached the boy. She saw his knee, "Oh my. He's in for a painful walk. What is your name son?" "Louis Star." "Well, Louis, Snape and I are going to help you up." Snape and Pomfrey helped Harry up, each on one side of him. "It's a couple stairs. Your help is no longer required." Pomfrey addressed the rest of the staff.
Harry had a painful walk to the nurse's office. He was placed on her bed. "Son, this will be quick. You will need a skin growing potion afterward, which is why you had to walk up here." Pomfrey waved a wand and the blood stopped gushing. Harry wondered how much of his blood was over the stairs. "I feel sorry for who has to clean that up." "You should be." Snape muttered. Harry chugged a bitter potion which caused his skin to cover his wound. "Thank you sir and madam." Harry changed his speech to avoid suspicion if something went wrong. "No problem son. Watch those trick stairs." "I won't forget. Believe me." Harry said as if he was mad at himself for forgetting. "It's okay son, go on and enjoy your day." Harry found a quiet place and changed back to his old self before retrieving Draco. "It worked." "Awesome, father taught me some secret passages. Let's go through them." They did so and met up with the Renard. "There you are. Let's go further, it's freezing out here." They all let Renard go in and buy them robes. "Put these over your normal clothes. Harry, you look ridiculous." "These clothes made me looking tall be feasable." After they put on their robes, they explored Hogsmade. After exploring, they went back. "Harry we need another distraction." "I can pretend I got a spell wrong." Harry turned into a short pudgy girl, with long blond hair and slightly crocked nose. He did not forget to make his scar disappear. He changed the shape of his eyes, but kept the color. Harry burned his hand. He went to the border of Hogswart and screamed. Minerva saw the boy, "Son, what's wrong?" "I was praticing my spell and did something wrong." Harry talked as his freinds walked to the Hogswart border. "My hand really really hurts." Harry had his hand in his pocket. "Let me see son." "It's embrassing." "That's okay, I won't judge you." "It's really bad." "Son, I can't help you, if you don't show me." Harry sighed and showed her his hand, which was blistered beyond belief. "A simple injury. What year are you in?" "First year Slytherin ma'am." "That explains it. Practice spells your level in the future. If you wish to practice ahead, inform Severus and study with him around to supervise." "Yes, ma'am." McGonagall waved her wand and Harry's hand turned how his morphed hand should be. "Be careful in the future." "Yes, ma'am." McGonagall continued supervising before Harry went to the quiet place around the greenhouse before changing back, and meeting up with Draco in the greenhouse. "Let's clean up, and meet Professor Sprout, it's near curfew." As if he summoned her Professor Sprout entered the greenhouse, "Did you study this whole time?" Harry was glad he covered his clothes with his robes. "Well I did go to my dorm and grabbed some robes. I was cold." "Understandable. I'll help you clean up so you can go to your dorms before curfew." Harry and Draco cleaned up, and Harry gave Professor Sprout her key which he was glad he remembered to put in his new pockets. "You two are very responsible boys. Five points each. I never been more proud of two houses as I am of yours. Two houses getting along is very rare. Even my Hufflepuffs aren't very loyal to other houses. It is a shame." "Sally partnered with me in potions ma'am." Harry aided her. "She is a nice girl." "I'm so glad. I was worried they would bully you. They can get stuck on a subject, though your view is controversial among students and staff. Dumbledore is aghast. I will admit I don't understand your view Harry, but you have lived experience, so you may be right that magicals with muggles isn't worth the risk." Harry nodded, "I wish I was wrong ma'am." "I do too, Harry." Harry and Draco separated to their dorms.
Harry met up with Snape. "It's near curfew Mr. Potter." "Sorry, sir, I got caught up studying with Draco." "So I have heard. You missed a boy falling down the trick step. An accident that never occured at Hogwarts before. I suppose you wouldn't know anything about it." "No, sir." "Good thing when I checked the greenhouse at Professor Sprout's request you were in it." "Yes, sir." "I expect you to be early at Wandless Magic Club tomorrow." Snape looked at his watch, "It's curfew, let me take you to your dorm." "It's very riddle driven." Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes, that's the bad side of Ravenclaw." Harry was delivered to Flitwick. "He was with me." "Thank you, Severus." Harry was led to his dorm by Flitwick. "Sleep well, Mr. Potter." Flitwick looked back and sighed. He hoped Hogwarts tamed the boy's views. They were views of a villian, not a hero. Muggles are not beasts. He hoped soon, Potter would realize that there is good and evil no matter where you look.
Harry was surprised to see a letter on his bed, with a note scrawled on the envelope, "Get better riddles. A five year old could solve these." Harry read it, "Come for tea if you like.
Rubeus Hagrid." Under the signature another note was scrawled, "Hagrid isn't a buffoon. Take the invitation, but do not eat the cakes. Do not be like your father. I do not buy the act." Harry sighed. He trusted Snape and it was clearly Snape when the statement, do not act like your father is involved. If he said something was suspicious, it may be because it is. Harry opted to follow the man's advice.