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** Neville POV*

At 7 o'clock, the blaring alarms that Harry and Neville had decided to set were on. Neville blinked his eyes open, "Yes Dean I'm coming, one sec" before realizing where he was.

"Merlin that wasn't a dream!" He quickly hopped out of bed, stumbling, and then made his bed. He changed into what Harry had deemed "muggle workout clothes" which was nothing like robes! Who wore things that clung to your body so much?

He walked into the hallway only to bump into Harry, knocking his glasses off. "Oops," Neville said, bending down to pick them up. "I should be less clumsy."

"It's okay, Nev, it's early. I should find a way to fix my eyesight. Dobby!"

A pop later, and Dobby appeared. "Yes, Master Harry?"

Harry sighed. At least it wasn't some long Great Master Harry Potter Sir, but it seemed like the elf would not improve. "I was wondering if you could look into a way to fix my eyesight or maybe get magical glasses?"

Dobby nodded "Dobby will look for the great - for Harry Potter."

Harry smiled at the elf, who popped away. Neville giggled at Harry's exasperated expression. "He will learn eventually, once he gets overseeing you as an idol."

Harry scowled at Neville. The two wizards entered the elevator and a moment later, they stepped out on the bottom floor. "So should we just jog around the track?" asked Neville unsure how to begin. He had never run that much in his life; the only time he had run was when his gran called his name!

"We have to stretch first Nev" explained Harry, demonstrating some helpful stretches.

Soon Harry and Neville were running on the track, and before they finished the first lap both were panting in exhaustion. "Wow, this is tiring."

"Why don't we get some water?" Harry suggested, noticing the water dispenser that Dobby had placed for them. The smiled at the thoughtful elf.

Neville sighed "Race you to the water!" he said with a smirk, taking off before he said that. Harry's experience with Harry Hunting made him a fast runner, but he had little endurance. However, he could easily catch up to Neville and almost won the "race."

After a quick water break, the wizards did another lap around the track before getting more water. After two more laps, they decided to call it a day and stretch once more.

Pop! "Breakfast is ready whenever young Masters would like." Pop!

"Thank you Dobby!" chanted both wizards, but Dobby had already left.

One hearty breakfast later, they headed to the study to begin Charms work. "So how should we go about this?" asked Harry.

"Well, I think we should learn to control our magic first. Now that our learning skills are unblocked maybe it will be easier."

The first year charms book appeared in front of them and they started with the first charm they learned.

** Harry POV **

Harry was frustrated. No matter what he tried, he could not control his magic. As he dropped his wand in frustration for the last time, he looked over and saw Neville was succeeding at the levitation charm. The charms book floated one foot over the table, and Neville could control it.

The Room sensed his frustration and a book dropped in front of him. It was called Controlling Your Magic 101.

Harry read the first introductory chapter and learned that users with a larger core often had harder times controlling their magic and that it was even harder after having some of the core blocked. The easiest way to begin controlling your magic is to start with wandless magic. A wand is simply a tool, just an object that helps center a wizard's magic. But if a wizard has a large magical core, magic is all about intent. More on pg. 394 for wandless magic.

394? Why did that number ring a bell? Harry frowned. Whatever. Time to learn about wandless magic.

Harry put his wand down and focused on the book. "Wingardium Leviosa!" he said, focusing on the pronunciation, remembering Hermione correcting Ron their first year.

The book did not move. Harry tried again. Still nothing. "Maybe it's because you're not holding your wand?" suggested Neville.

Harry grumbled "This stupid book" he poked the book with his wand, "says that wandless magic helps to control your magic."

Neville chuckled "Good luck mate"

Harry sighed and reread the passage. Magic is all about intent.

Harry focused on the book, imagining it floating in the air. He didn't even say the incantation out loud but focused on the words in his head, and the book levitated. He then imagined it flying over towards Neville, and Neville was shocked when it landed smoothly on his head, "Woah Harry you didn't even say anything. How did you do that?"

Harry shrugged "I just imagined what I wanted the book to do."

He let the book return to his desk, grinning. He now could succeed. He managed to successfully attempt two more spells before the hour was up. After a short water break, the two boys headed to the living room. The first step to learn Occlumency, they soon figured out, was to meditate.

So they sat on the couches in silence, after telling Dobby to release them from their meditation in an hour.

** Neville POV **

Neville had never sat so still for so long before. He remembered what their task was to do during meditation. They had to imagine a scene and hide their memories in the scene. His source of the comfort for the last few years of his life has been the greenhouses, so he made that his scene. Sorting through his memories, he placed them in different plants based on how much he needed to safeguard it. His memories with Harry in the room were placed in the Mandrake plants, as no one were to have earmuffs in there.

"Master Harry Master Neville!"

Neville's eyes burst open. He felt more - more at peace as his mind was starting to become more organized. He had a long way to go.

** Harry POV **
Harry's first home was Hogwarts. He never really considered the Dursleys home - it was just a place to live. Therefore, the Hogwarts castle was his scene. He decided to begin sorting through his memories in order. He threw all his memories with the Dursleys in a trunk but took out the worst of those memories. He then put those memories with the Acromantula in the forest. When someone made into his mind, they would have to cross the forest first.

He then began with his first year at Hogwarts. All the spells and knowledge he accumulated were placed in the Restricted section of the library. The main section of the library was filled with junk, nothing important. He created a "Madam Pince" of the library, to fend off intruders. Only this Madam Pince was more vicious, and would not allow anyone in the Restricted section. All his memories of fun with friends were placed in the Gryffindor common room. A password was needed to enter the common room, and if not the Fat Lady would throw the intruder back into the forest.

"Master Harry! Master Neville!"

** Neville POV **

Neville sighed, realizing that the next subject he needed the most work on. He learned nothing for his first and second years of defense. Quirrell was apparently possessed by You-Know-Who, he shuddered at that, and Lockhart was apparently a fraud. Great. They learned nothing both those years, so they headed to the books and entered the dueling room so they could practice on a dummy.

Following the first year textbook that Professor Lupin had prescribed for the firsties, they began by learning the spells that they should have learned. Harry helped Neville a lot, especially because Harry had a natural gift at DADA. Neville was getting better, and the more his confidence was boosted the faster he learned. Harry was actually able to begin doing spells with his wand, as his wand helped focus his magic and produced more powerful results. He was much more able to control how much force he put with his wand in Defence than Charms.

Finally, it was time for lunch!

** Dobby POV **

Dobby smiled. He was working for the great Harry Potter! It was his greatest dream and he had accomplished it! He was worried for his friend Winky though. She still couldn't get over getting clothes by that evil Crouch. Maybe he could convince the great Harry Potter to take her on as an elf too!

Anyways, now it was time for him to make lunch for his young masters. He needed something good and filling - they were doing a lot of magic! He snapped his fingers and began to cook for his masters in the kitchen. Soon, he had transferred the food onto two plates and left them on the table. With a pop, he returned to his room.

In his room, due to the power of the room, he had a lot of yarn! He was able to make all the socks he wanted! He knew that due to the special power of the room, he would be able to keep the socks outside of the room!

He began knitting a sock for his Master Harry with snitches and brooms, knowing that flying brought him joy and an escape from Voldy-mort. And later, he would begin Master Neville's socks - with all kinds of plants on them!

Dobby was happy!