Things were going very smoothly the last week if Harry did say so himself. Three-quarters of the school was behind him and he had a funny suspicion all Slytherins forth year and down were also behind him. Four very attractive women were trying to catch his attention. Well, there was more then that but right now he only focused on those four. Unless someone made a good impact on him. Best of all, Hektor didn't say anything but Harry caught him giving him very calculating looks also a few of hate.

He only was briefly able to talk to his two guardians. The first thing Harry asked about was Marcus and if the two talked to him after Halloween. Sadly they had a brief encounter because Marcus has to attend to some very serious work. Harry was starting to get a tad bit frustrated at the man. Not a single letter from him. He told Harry he would make first contact.

I guess he meant in a ten years.

Harry was currently on his way to defense class. They were actually going to do something fun today. Target practice. The last few class the professor had them fire spells at a stationary target and he announced that they were ready to move onto moving targets. Most of the class was excited for this. Of course excitement only grew when the professor announced a prize to the most accurate student.

He quickly walked into the classroom and found a sit by Hermione. She gave him a smile of greeting which Harry returned. Professor M walked and quickly stunned a Hufflepuff boy whose name escaped Harry for the moment.

"Ten points from Hufflepuff. You are getting entirely to comfortable. I hope….." The professor stopped speaking because he found himself unconscious on the ground. Before the students could panic Harry revived him.

The professor looked around the class in pure bewilderment. "What in the name of Merlin?"

"You too are too comfortable." Harry's voice said for the stunned and confused students.

All heads snapped to him including the teacher. All wore identical looks of pure confusion. Then the professor started to laugh. He quickly composed himself and said.

"Good show Potter. Twenty points to Gryffindor for affectively stunning me and teaching me my own lesson." The professor gave one last chuckle.

"Now before Mr. Potter decided to stun and make me eat my words I was saying that it is always good to be cautious in the real world. You don't have to a paranoid fool but I level of caution never hurt anyone. However, if times ever get dark again then a little paranoia never hurt. From now on in this classroom I want you to be prepared at all times. This is after all Defense class. So come into class ready to defend yourself. "

The class just nodded most still appeared a little shocked that Harry stunned the teacher. Hermione still looked on the verge of a heart attack. Poor girl he would have to make it up to her.

The professor started speaking again. "Now before we get into today's activity I want to do a little review. I want to see variation of the spells you are casting. Also you are only allowed to learn spells I have taught you so far this year. This will allow you to become even more familiar with that. If you have successfully cast all the spells I taught you and you have read a head or found a new little defense spell you been itching to try please by my guest. But only after your have the spells down. Now, would anyone like to name me three spells?"

Of course Hermione hand shot up. The professor took one second to see if anybody else raised their hand. As usual no body did. "Miss Granger."

"The Blindness hex, the disorientation hex, and the temporary loss of gravity hex."

"Ah excellent Miss Granger. Now someone please name another three." (Removed the word 'Very'.)

Harry took pity of the professor since no one was forthcoming. "The limb numbing curse, the first level concussion curse, and a favourite of mine, the sound wave hex."

"Yes the sound wave hex can be very, very useful if used correctly and also have a fair bit of power to it. The louder you the make the ringing in the ears to more it will temporarily render your opponent or opponents useless."

"Alright class lets throw out a few more."

After about another five minutes where most of the kids in the class said at least one spell the professor seemed satisfied. There were exactly twenty spells that were taught so far this year. Harry was fairly confident he knew them all. He actually came into the class knowing more then half already."

"Alright I have already set up this exercise in the abandoned classroom directly across from this one. I have three stations set up. I will appoint you in teams of three. There were will be two teams for every station. Luckily everyone decided to show today so there were be no uneven."

"Now I will demonstrate the exercise before any goes after I go the first set of teams will go. In an order you decide amongst yourself. After the first three have finished the second team is up. I have everyone set up so I will now your accuracy score. Now before we move to the other classroom are there any questions?"

No one raised their hands.

"Very well, then follow me."

The professor and the students made there way into the hallway and straight across to a classroom that looked fairly odd. The room was much bigger then other classroom. When the class shuffled in there was about ten feet of free space with some chairs scattered around. After ten feet the classroom split up in to three equal sections. Kind a like a muggle fire range Harry once saw. In each section where a number of different colored floating circles with various rings inside the circles. Just like with odd dart game Charlie and Bill were obsessed with playing in the muggle bar.

"I see many of seem to have a lost expression on you. Don't worry I was expecting this. I know this is different then the target practice you been doing. Which was basically firing at a paint spot. The circular boards you see in front of you is your targets they will be moving around. Noticed how some are different colored. The blues can only move in a horizontal movement. The red ones only in diagonal, and finally the green can move in any direction they want. "

"Now if you look in the black you will see a floating black sphere about the size of a quaffle. This is wild card target. It has the ability to go as fast as it wants and any where within the section its located. You hit this and you get big time bonus points. Actually if any can even manage to hit they pretty much have the competition beat. I suggest you only try this one when you think you have a good shot. If you spend your entire time trying to hit you will lose."

"Now has anyone figured around what the rings mean in the circle?"

"Yes Miss Granger." The professor said immediately after he asked the question. Hermione only had here hand a quarter the way up.

"A point system sir. The closer to the center you hit the higher the point title."

"Very excellent. Five points. Miss Granger is one hundred percent correct. There are five levels in each circle. Outside is worth one inside worth 5 and everything in between. Each person has exactly one minute to fire as many spells as they can. When you have finished you receive two scores. Percentage of made hits and totally number of points. Both winners in each category will receive a prize. If someone wins both then they receive both prizes. Now any questions before I go?"

Nobody asked a question they were all to eager to go.

They Professor turned from the class and walked up to the middle section. He made a small motion with his wind and the target started moving. It looked like controlled chaos. Well, it was controlled chaos. "I begin when the black sphere starts moving."

After a few seconds the class saw the black sphere jet away and Professor Alexandros started firing away. He concentrated on the blue one first every time he hit one the ring he hit would grow. After successfully hitting every Blue one, he moved to the red ones. After completing that set of targets he moved to the Green ones which where going in all types of directions. It took him a lot longer but he eventually hit them all. Harry figured he had about fifteen seconds to spare. He had the option of either trying to hit the targets again score some more points or go after the sphere. He went after the sphere.

After watching several failed attempts Harry realized that it was going to be next to impossible to hit the bloody ball. He had a crazier flying pattern then the snitch and also speed up and slowed down at random times. The sphere stopped and flashed white once and the professor stopped then turned to the class.

"As you can see the flashing of the sphere means your times is up. If you hit it when it stops it of course will not count so don't get any ideas on that one. As many of you see from my strategy I picked each target off at a time and worked my way through the groups. I think this would be the easiest strategy for you but please do whatever you like."

The professor waved his wand to the side of the room and a list of the groups appeared. "This is your group list and what station you will be at it. it also lets you know if you group goes first or second at the station. Please take five minutes to figure out the order in which you will go and what strategy you will use. Good luck."

The class quickly got in motion. Harry saw he was paired with Susan and Ron. He found them and made his way over to the last station. His group was set to go last so he was in no rush to negotiate who went first. He took a moment to stare at the course coming up with a plan of action. He was going to hit that damn sphere.

"So what do you think mate. Going to take a crack out the sphere?" Ron asked once they settled down in some chairs behind the group in front of them.

"Yeah of course. You know me I love a challenge. Sadly this one might be beyond me. You see how that thing moved?"

"Yeah it was pretty wicked. I am glad snitch don't move like that or the game would never be over. Actually come to think of it, that might be fun."

Harry chuckled. "Not if you the seeker mate. It would get bloody frustrating."

Harry glanced over and found Hermione; she was sitting down like him so her group must have been second. She was staring at the target with a look of intense concentration. She was either planning on what advanced spells she would use or trying to figure out the best way to hit the sphere.

"So what order should we go in?" Susan said once she settled.

"Ladies first so Ron, you, then me."

"Susan gave a little giggle while Ron said. " Ha-ha very funny Potter. Actually if you two don't mind that order is actually fine with me I want to get it over with."

"Not a problem with. What about you Harry?" Susan said.

"Nope, no problem here. Looks like they are about start lets see how they do."

The three students turned and watched the professor wave his wand and the targets start moving. Harry saw Neville was up and gave him and quick thumbs up. He then focused his attention on the black sphere. Suddenly they all sprang to life. Two out of the three students used the professor strategy. Neville however decided to go from harder to easy. He was attacking the Green targets first. Wasn't doing that bad of a job either.

Dean Thomas was also up seemed to be struggling a little. Just hitting slightly more then half the targets and the farther the target he shot at the more he missed. The third student was the Hufflepuff boy who was stunned. He appeared to still be stunned since he basically missed every time. Harry knew time was coming to a halt and watched as all three threw as many spells as possible at the sphere. Neville actually missed by a couple of inches. However, judging by the look on his face it must have been pure luck.

Suddenly the sphere stopped and glowed.

"Excellent, very excellent. You did very well in this course considering it was your first time. I know must grown wizards couldn't do a much better job then you. Feel good that you tried your hardest. Now on to your scores. Mr. Longbottom. You have both the highest hot percentage at 61 and also highest point total at 140. Very excellent Mr.Longbottom. Mr. Thomas you had an accuracy total at 42 and 89 points. Mr. Rogers 34 and 57 points."

"Now next three up."

Soon the next three went up followed by the last three of the first group. So far Neville still hung on to the point leader but was bumped of by Hanna for accuracy by two percent. Harry and Susan wished Ron luck as he approached.

Harry gave a quick glance over to Hermione. She caught his eye and put the number three up with her fingers indicating that she was also going last. Harry flashed a quick smile and pointed to himself telling her he was doing the same. He then turned his attention to Ron.

The sphere quickly took of and Ron started flinging hexes and curses and a fairly fast rate. His accuracy wasn't the great but he was hitting targets. Actually Harry noticed with amusement that some how the lucky bastard hit second and third tier targets when he missed the first.

After about thirty seconds Ron slowed down somewhat and was far more accurate. Judging way the way the spells hit the target he was putting a fair bit of power in to them. the kid was definitely into the competition. The finally seconds were ticking down and Ron starting flinging spells at the black sphere at the fastest rate Harry had seen today. He had a great strategy actually. He fired rapid spells at the area around the sphere hoping that it would turn into one of them. Harry would have guessed if he had another couple of seconds he would have gotten it.

Soon the sphere came to a complete stop and Ron hit it directly after. He quickly cursed rather loudly because he knew it didn't count.

"Excellent job especially to you Mister Weasley. You came remarkable close." The professor quickly called out the score. Ron become the new point leader and would have most likely got accuracy to if it wasn't for the sheer amount of misses he had in the final ten seconds.

After saying good luck to Susan her group went up. No new leaders were called but susan came close to accuracy. Since that's all she concentrated on. When she came back she told Harry she wanted to win at least one category.

Harry proceeded up and caught Hermione's eye. He gave her a smile then mouthed good luck. She repeated the gesture. Harry faced the target area and got his wand ready. He was still trying to decide what strategy to use for the black sphere. He couldn't decide between the rapid fire or wave technique. Both had huge advantages and disadvantages. He was just going to wing it.

The targets started to move and Harry solely concentrated on the sphere. He was just going to fire spells at everything that moved. Lock on the target fire, and then quickly repeat the process. He had enough confidence to fire only at the second and third levels.

The sphere shot up and Harry quickly shot a spell knowing he missed he started flinging spells at the third at second tiers. Green ones first. His first five spells aim were true, if a little of center. He missed two after that, then two hit all third level blues in a row. Three of them right in the middle. He quickly attacked second level green. He got 4 out of five. Then he moved to third level reds. All but one.

About twenty seconds went by and Harry focused on the second level reds. After hitting all but two he saw the sphere and shot off two quick spells at it both missed. Harry knew by now that he had used all the Professors spells. He had a well of spells to choose from but needed shot inactions and simple wand movement. So he started firing low level jinxes. The first ones he ever learned. One word incantation and a snap of the wand. He was really on the move now. He still hadn't attempted anything on the first level and had no intentions.

If Harry was right then right about now would be the ten seconds mark. Time fire some fancy spell caster and some black sphere toast. Harry located the black sphere and shot a simple Stupefy out. Then with a quick circle of the wand and a sharp center Harry was able to fire stupefy just by snapping his wrist. Four quick snaps and four beams of light were rocketing towards the sphere which suddenly took a extremely fast nose drive. Four more snaps of the wand and once again the sphere took a odd angle at tops speeds. Harry then snapped his wand at a furious pace he knew he only had a few seconds left. The bloody sphere dodged them all.

Time to switch tactics.

Harry quickly slashed up with his wand then quickly slashed well saying Onta Stupefy. I giant ball of red came out of his wand and expanded too about a six foot circle of red. The sphere didn't stand a chance. Right before the wave of red could hit the sphere it suddenly stopped. Harry pulled a Ron swore. Rather loudly.

"A tremendous display Mr. Potter. I do have one question. What was that last spell I never seen anything like it."

"Sorry Professor family secret."

The professor nodded and looked very put out so did have the class. The three of you did a wonderful job. Miss Granger did you even miss a single shot?"

Harry's head snapped to Hermione and saw her go a little pink. "Yes sir, towards the end I did."

"Well, let's check you scores. Mr. Finchley you had a accuracy score of 64 and a point total of 149. Very good. Miss Granger you set the new mark in accuracy with a 93. Very amazing, it might be the highest ever for a first try. Since you focused on accuracy not points you received a 110. Now Mr. Potter you have the second highest accuracy had 71 but you had the highest total of points with 220. Congratulations to Miss Granger and Mr. Potter. The two of see me after class."

"Now, for next class I would like a brief write up the your experience and also what you feel would be the better move in a real battle. Rapid firing and going for as many points or taking aim and going for accuracy. I hope you all a good day."

The students started shuffling and Harry could hear them discussing the class and his "weird spell" already. Harry got his things ready then waited for Hermione to approach the teacher. She soon got herself then they both made their way to the professor.

"Very excellent the both of you. Miss Granger taking your time and firing only at the first two rows was a great way to ensure accuracy. Mr. Potter you going after the last two was a awesome way to get points. I also like how to took a few shots at the sphere throughout the exercise instead of just waiting till the last seconds."

"You each will receive a gift certificate to The three broomsticks. Since a Hogsmaede weekend is approaching I am sure its coming at a good time. So here you both go."

They took the certificate and said they thanks they left the classroom.

"Great job in there Hermione." Harry praised her.

"Oh please Harry he fired probably about twice as many spells as me and still got a seventy percent. You deserve both certificates." She said looking at him.

"No I don't you did a brilliant job. Too show you how much of a brilliant job you did allow me to take you out to lunch to the three broomsticks this Hogmeade trip. My treat he said waving the gift certificate."

Hermione smiled big time then said. "Ok but I get the drinks."

"It's a date."

Her smile somehow got even bigger.

Harry was look forward to it. He decided he needed to hang out with the girl one on one. The opportunity was to perfect to pass up. After a quick stop to the common room both made their way to the great hall for lunch. They saw some spots by a nervous Neville who was staring at Luna like she was going to kill me or something.

"Hey Nev, you did a great job today." Harry said after he sat down.

"Yeah but not as good as you two. Great job Hermione on just focusing on accuracy. I couldn't believe your scare it was amazing."

"It was pathetic just like you Longbottom." Came a whiney arrogant voice from behind them.

Harry glanced up and saw the pale, pointed face wonder himself.

"Granger I heard you only took a shot at the easy ones. I guess the harder targets just were too hard for someone like you. Just proves you are inferior."

"Malfoy if she is inferior then why does she keep mastering spells faster then you, gets higher grades then you, and is also more powerful then you?" Harry asked.

"Oh Saint Potter couldn't help but rescue the damsel in distress. Your not one to talk about talents you arrogant show off. First you use your frame to get in the tournament then use tricks to act like your powerful in Defence class. You're a pathetic glory seeker."

"You a very mistaken person Malfoy. I was chosen as a champion. I do try and show off my abilities. They are very real and I am very proud of them. I have been giving a gift with magic and I indeed to explore it to its fullest and accomplish great things. What do you expect to act like I don't have a natural talent in magic? That I should pretend to be average at because people like you are jealous of me? No, I am like any person with a gift; I use it to the best of my abilities and always try to improve upon it. oh yeah Malfoy if you really think I am all tricks then please by my guest and name the time and place because frankly you are getting on my last nerves."

Now Malfoy might have been a jealous and entirely to arrogant but he wasn't stupid he knew Potter was the real deal and that in reality he didn't stand a chance. So he didn't the only thing his mind could come up with. He acted like he was better the Harry.

"I wouldn't want to injury you before you can meet your end in this tournament. After all my father and I have bet how long you will survive. He says ten minutes and I say five. See you later Potter." With one last sneer Malfoy quickly walked away before anyone could say anything.

"You know." Ron said after a few seconds of silence, "If I didn't know any better I would say he was scared when you challenged him. It's a good thing I don't know any better."

Harry just laughed along with most people at the table.

"Harry, you really shouldn't go looking for a fight. I know sometimes he deserves it but honestly you could in trouble for things like that."

"I know Hermione but I just didn't like what he was talking to you. Your ten times better then him. One day his huge mouth is going to get him in a situation his body can't handle. I honestly hope it's with me."

"Right there with you mate." Piped in Ron as Neville nodded his head. Hermione just huffed.

"I like how you put him in his place about your showing off too. He is always going on and on about that. If he had your abilities Harry he would really be a show. Thank god he is just pathetic I don't think the world would survive if Draco Malfoy was the next great wizard." Neville said.

"Neville if Draco Malfoy was the worlds next great wizard I would become a full fledged Muggle. " Harry replied.

"I would transfigure myself into a flobberworm." Ron said. Then the three boys were off on you would become the worst thing if Malfoy was the next great wizard. Hermione just ignored them as usual. Neville won the contest when he said he would become the toilet bowl of Millicent Bulstrode. Even the ever collected Harry was disgusted as the one.

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Later on in the common room Harry just finished some homework and was just relaxing when Ginny sat down next to him.

"Hey Harry, how are you?"

"Pretty good actually I just finished all my homework so now I can just relax."

"Lucky, I still have to assignments left. I just taking a little break right now. So any plans for Hogsmaede weekend? She asked innocently. Way too innocently.

"Actually Hermione and I won those gift certificates so we are going to use them together at the three broomsticks. Then after that just walk around check out a few things. Nothing major. How about yourself."

She almost did a job at hiding her disappointment but putting on a huge fake smile. "I guess I am just going to go with some friends same old, same old. Most likely meet my brother for a butter beer."

"That sounds fun. I will just be glad to stretch my legs outside the castle."

"I know what you mean. Only thing I won't like is all those Dementors."

Harry's eyes opened a little bit on that one. "Wow, I completely forgot all about those. I learned about them and all but I never been in the presence of one. I heard it's impossible to describe the affect they have one people. So far the ones I talked all said the same thing. They felt like they would never be happy again."

"Yeah that's what my dad told me. He had to go to Azkaban once. I never seen him so pale, and terrified when he came home that not. He had these far away lost look the entire night and didn't speak to anyone till the next day. That really scared him. To be honest I am actually a little sacred to walk past them. I considered not going."

"Hey, you would feel better if I went with you. Along few other people you know strength in numbers."

"Harry I would love if you walked me down." It seemed Ginny missed the whole strength in numbers thing and only heard he was going. She then proceeded to give him a very unnecessary hug and darted off to tell her friends.

Harry still had a bewildered look when Hermione and Neville sat down next to him. Hermione still glaring at Ginny back so Neville asked the question.

"What was that about?"

Harry turned to look at his friend and he noticed Hermione now focused on him. Her glare only lessened a little.

"Nothing much. We were talking about Hogmeade when she mentioned we would have to walk past the Dementors. I totally forgot about them."

Judging by his two friends face they did too.

"She told me she was a little scared to talk past them so I told her that her and her friend could join us on the walk down. Strength in numbers."

Hermione's face softened a little bit but she still didn't look completely thrilled about it. "That was nice of you Harry."

"I can't believe I forgot all about those horrid demons." Neville squeaked.

"Yeah same here. I still can't believe they are. I mean they failed to stop Pettigrew when he broke in the castle. They should have chucked them out when they failed to do their jobs."

"I agree with you Harry. I also am not looking forward to passing them. the things I read about them. just reading gave me the willies."

"Well, don't worry we will walk very fast and I will protect." Harry said while puffing out his chest.

Hermione giggled then said. "I bet by the end of the day everyone will hear that you told Ginny Weasley you would protect her from the Dementors and every girl and the school will be asking to walk with you."

"Damn, I didn't think of that."

Neville and Hermione just laughed at him.

"So Neville we been working out for little over a month now. How do you like it?" Harry asked after a moment of silence.

"I like it a lot and I can see how it can be addicting. I will admit a lot of days I don't feel like going but once I get finished with the workout feel like a million bucks." He said with the ghost of a grin.

"You lost what ten pounds so far?" Harry asked.

Neville got a little bashful. "Yeah something like that."

"You also have finally mastered all the exercises. Your almost finished with the first sec week program then I can start you on something a little more demanding. At this rate if you keep up with it I would say we will see a whole new Neville Longbottom by next term."

Neville got a shy smile and had an almost wistful look. Harry had starting to notice some small improvement with Neville. At first he got discouraged when they started working out. Like everyone else he wanted to see results fast. Harry finally convinced him to stay with. he finally become proficient at exercises and started to really go all out. When Neville told Harry he dropped a belt whole a hint of the man he could become came out. All he needs is too improve his self confidence and self image. Once that happened everyone will see the real Neville Longbottom the one hidden by doubt.

"Yeah, Actually Neville I heard a few girls comment that you lost a few. They said you were looking good these days." Hermione said and Neville sat up a little straighter. Harry looked at her and saw her very quickly glance at him. He knew she was lying to make Neville get some more confidence in himself. Harry have her a quick smile of thank you.

Hermione then turned her full attention to Harry. "Speaking of you helping Neville I just remembered a certain somebody with a certain scar promised to teach me some advanced magic. I know you can't teach me transfiguration but you have many other things you can teach that they can't teach in this school."

Harry looked at her with a huge smile.

I can't pass this one up. Its way too easy.

"You're very right Hermione I can teach you many thing. How about we make some alone time after Hogmeade." He said in his seductive voice he could while reaching and running his fingers down her arms. Hermione turned very red and Harry had a sneaking suspicion it wasn't all from embarrassment. He had to give her credit she did quickly compromise herself.

"That's not what I meant and you know it. Prat. However, lessons after Hogsmaede sound good." She said with a smile daring him to say no.

He knew that wasn't an option. "It's another date."

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Hermione was correct in her assumption. It seemed as if every girl in the entire school came up to Harry and tired to him to be their body guard. A few girls even trying themselves into him and started wailing about have terrified they were of going by the Dementors. By Friday it seemed as if the entire school was going to walk down with him.

Nothing else exciting happened. Classes were a breeze except for charms where it took him a whole class period to learn the dish wash charm. He didn't even want to try the dish dry charm. Sadly the entire class got both in about five minutes. His ego took a big blow. He would make up for it next time in Defence.

Malfoy seemed to be unusually absent which Harry was eternally grateful for. Maybe the kid got a clue. However, Harry knew better. He was most likely plotting something. Little rat bastard.

Blaise and Katie, not to mention a score of other girls, asked him about his Hogwarts plan. Both girls were very put out. Katie told Harry she was disappointed in him. Which left him slightly confused. Even more confused when later that night she showed him how disappointed. If that was disappointed he had to make that more often. He was once again said he would stop leading her on but he never was a strong willed man when it came to the opposite sex.

Probably the highlight of his weekend. Was the wacky night when he, Seamus, and Ron sneaked out to crash the Hufflepuff party and somehow they woke up in the middle of a deserted hallway and Ron was in the compromising position with a suit of armour and was very naked. But that's a story for another time.

It was finally the morning of Hogsmaede weekend and everyone seemed to be excited to get out of the school for a little and have some freedom.

Harry made it down to the great hall where he was going to meet Hermione for a light breakfast then make their way to the Wizarding village. Of course Harry also had to meet what seemed like all of Hogwarts too.

I guess every brought in the whole strength in numbers.

Harry just grabbed a few pieces of toast when Neville made his way down. Neville was going down to the village with Ron and the boys. Harry was glad they finally included Neville. He knew it was still mostly because of him but he also knew they realized Neville wasn't as huge nerd like they made him out to be.

"Hey mate, how you doing?" Harry asked once Neville sat down.

"Not much to complain about here. Very glad to get some fresh air maybe but something. I am also dieing to go to the Three Broomsticks It's just not a Hogsmeade trip unless I fantasize about Rosemerta. I don't care if she is old enough to by mom she is something special."

Harry just laughed he heard many tales about the famous bar keep at the three broomsticks from Sirius and Remus. Harry had to admit she was a looker and his mind did tend to drift about her once or twice. Or maybe a few hundred.

"Yeah she is Neville. I still can't believe the whole school wants to walk down with me."

Neville chuckled. "We told you mate. I thought you just accepted that pretty much everything you do is a big deal and people also think you're the second coming of Merlin."

"I did accept it just doesn't mean I have like it. Well, all the time that is. Sometimes it has it perks."

As if to prove a point a couple of seventh years Ravenclaw girls went out of their to walk past Harry before going to their own table. All of them gave Harry very welcoming grins then giggled to their friends.

"Oh yeah, being rich, famous, powerful, and a bloody hero really must be a burden. My heart is bleeding for you mate." Neville said sarcastically.

Harry looked over at Neville very seriously. "Thanks mate I always knew I can count you to have my back. You can have my left overs for your devotion."

Neville just muttered "wanker".

Before either boy could say another thing Hermione sat down next to Harry. Which caused him to glance at her then really glance at her. She obviously took 'date" very seriously. She was in a light blue sweater that fit a lot better then robes and a pair of washed out blue jeans that also fit a lot better then robes. She made one hell of an attempt at her hair but seemed she got to frustrated and just pulled it back in a bun with a few loose hairs coming out. A little make up on with a hint of lip stick.

Very nice.

"Good morning beautiful." Harry greeted.

A hint of pink that wasn't from make up.

"Morning Harry, Neville."

Neville responded sometime of greeting but was too consumed in his cereal for it to be totally understandable.

"I see you also ditched Wizarding clothing." Harry said to her.

"Oh yes. I will take sweat pants and a tee shirt any day of the week. Wish I could have worn that today but I figured since were going out in public I should attempt to look presentable." She said very professionally as he should have known.

"Oh damn and here I thought you wanted to look your best for me."

Once again a small hint of pink.

"Well, yes that too." Then she quickly changed the subject. "Where do you want to go first?"

Harry just grinned at her and allowed the change. "I don't really care honestly. I don't need to get anything. I wouldn't mind some candy. Shame a Muggle book store isn't around here. I need a new novel."

Hermione gave a small sigh. "I know what you mean. Muggle fiction is far better then wizard fiction."

Harry just nodded. "Any place you really want to go?"

Hermione shook her the head the negative before saying. "No, not really. Like you I wouldn't mind some chocolate. Maybe a quick stop in the book store wouldn't hurt. Other then the Three Broomsticks I would be very content with just walking around."

"Sounds like a plan to me. When would you like to head out."

"Right now would work. Neville you walking down with us or with Ron and them?" Hermione asked.

"I will go with them I don't want to add on to the Harry train." He said with a smile. Harry just gave him the finger.

"I am surprised no one said anything to me." Harry said.

"I didn't think they would. If you had been paying attention everyone keeps looking over here every three seconds. They are waiting for you to make a move."

Harry finally did glance around and saw that she was correct. Everyone was staring at him. Something that did happen a lot but this time it was a lot more then usual.

"Well, no more sense in delaying. We will probably meet up with you at some point Neville. Enjoy your day buddy."

"Yeah I will see you there. Have fun you two." Neville said as he got up and made his way over by Ron.

Harry looked at Hermione then took a deep breath and stood up. He almost groaned when a very good amount of students stood up. He heard Neville and the boys chuckling and he gave them a quick glare. He turned and saw Hermione had a very amused grin. Before he took take a step. Ginny Weasley was standing very close to him.

Where the hell she come from?

"Ready to go Harry?" She asked while Hermione's grin was erased from her face.

"Yeah let's go. "

Harry soon found himself sandwiched between two witches who kept 'accidentally" knocking into him. He briefly turned his head and saw about fifty kids following behind him.

Sheep.

They were approaching the gateway into Hogsmaede and so far no creepy Dementors. Harry had a suspicion Dumbledore made sure the things wouldn't be near the kids like this. Harry got a brief sense they were very close by and keeping a very close eye (or what ever the hell they had) on the group.

Soon Harry and his herd found themselves in the beginning of Hogsmaede. He stopped and noticed Hermione looking very intently at Ginny, who for her part was trying her hardest to stay next to him.

"Well, Harry where should me and you go first?" Hermione asked and Harry tried to not laugh at how she emphasized certain words.

"Let's, just walk around and see where our feet take us." Harry replied.

By now most of the kids who followed him were passing by and thanking Harry for scaring the Dementors away and among other things. He just gave a small smile in return. He was suddenly startled when he felt someone pinch his bum. He looked quickly and saw a grinning Blaise, who gave him a wink. Ginny and Hermione forgot to glare at each other and focused on her. At least the two girls kept their house unity.

Harry felt himself being pulled by Hermione. Ginny must have noticed this because she spoke very quickly.

"Thank you so much Harry for walking me down. I really hope to see you soon."

Harry didn't get a chance to respond because Hermione gave him a fairly hard tug and he had to almost jog to keep up with her brisk pace.

"I am surprised she isn't going to follow you around all day." Hermione after she finally slowed down.

"I think you scared her away." Harry responded and only received a small noise back that he couldn't decipher.

"Where to now?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know I was following you." Harry looked at the current place they were standing in front of. It was a little place called. Little bit of this, Little bit of that.

"What is this place like a wizard junk store?" Harry asked Hermione indicating to the place.

"Yeah actually, every now and then you might find a little gem in there. Most students stop and browse around to kill time of something. I actually brought a thing or two from there. Would you like to go in?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Might as well not like we have anything better to do at the time."

They soon walked in and Hermione muttered something about used books and took off. Harry took a quick look around and saw basically a store filled with more crap then it should hold. Some of the overstuffed shelves did not look safe.

Harry just walked up in down briefly glancing at random objects nothing really caught his eye. He was very surprised to see a lot of Muggle things in here. Something were useful like a Muggle fan and something's were just plain useless. They had a jar of snapped rubber bands. Harry could imagine Bill's dad seeing this and thinking he stuck gold.

Harry was walking down a isle when he did a double take. He saw china set with the Black family chest on it.

How in the hell did that get here. Wonder if Sirius sold them.

He had to remember to ask Sirius. He glanced over to the used book shelves and saw Hermione rapidly scanning the titles. She would pick a book every now and then flip through the first few pages very fast then put in back. Odd girl sometimes.

He was nearing the back when he found something that brought a little smile to his face.

Marcus would love this.

It was a horrible fake of an extremely powerful artefact. Harry tossed in his hands for a few moments. If it was the real deal then the power from it would literally destroy this whole town. Thank god this was a fake Apollo's sun.

Apollo's sun was something Juptius created before his death. Marcus said that a few of the family members believed it was the cause of his death. Juptius was always fascinated about the sun and its power. One day he got the great idea to try and create a miniature one. Man was a genius but this definitely wasn't his smartest idea. There are a lot of mixed opinions on whether or not he succeeded. Harry, along with Marcus, believed he did. The man did create his own brand of magic.

As the legend goes he created a miniature sun that fit it the palm of his hand. It was said to burn anything within a ten mile radius and illuminate all around. Anyone who was closer then one hundred yards and looked directly where the mini sun would go instantly blind. He named it Apollo's sun after his newest born family member.

The legend of Apollo raising the sun comes from Jupitus transporting it to the mini sun to its finally resting place. Which is still unknown to this day. Harry knew many wizards have looked for it but have never even come close. There are so many rumors about what the suns purpose was for. The one theory that Harry grew up on made the most since. It was used as a unlimited magical power source. The wards and enchantments and whatever else was tied to the sun would be unbreakable and unstoppable.

It was the things dreams were made of. Harry, like everyone else in the world, would love to have that artifact. One day he too was going to go in search of it. Unlike his predecessors he planned on being successful.

He threw the ball back into the rack from which it came and went in search of Hermione. He had enough of the store.

He gave the store quick store and spotted Hermione very easily. She was nearing the end of the book section. Harry was amazed that she had already went through the entire section. Girl really did love reading.

"Find anything?"

Harry asked when he reached her. She glanced up and gave him a smile. "No, not really. Just some very cheesy Magical fiction. Muggle fiction is still by far the best. Are you ready to go?" She asked.

"Yup, just waiting on you." Harry replied.

"Well, I am all finished. Shall we?"

"Yes we shall."

They quickly made their way out of the store and tried to figure out where to next. Hermione said that since she already had books on her mind she wanted to go to the proper bookstore. He had no problems with that. On their way over Harry saw something that made him stop in disbelief. He just wasn't prepared for it.

"Is that Luna with Seamus?" He blurted out to Hermione.

Hermione looked over and caught the couple. She too could do nothing but stare in disbelief. It was just not something she would have expected.

"I really did not see that one coming. Seamus isn't that bad of a guy but he must have the patience of a sphinx to deal with her."

Harry gave her a quick glance. He still didn't like when people made fun of Luna. He almost made a comment to Hermione to remind her that not everyone in the school thought that much of her but he wasn't that mean. Harry did have to admit Luna had her moments but she was just a care free and fun person.

She also changed slightly since her near death experience with the troll. Wasn't unexpected. She wasn't what people consider normal but she seemed a tad bit more with the program. Harry just hoped that Seamus wasn't with her as a joke or a dare. He doubted the kid was that dumb. Seamus was very aware of what Harry would to do him if that was the case.

Harry quickly grabbed Hermione's hand and lead her over to them. As the were walking Harry said "I got to find out how this happened."

"Hey Luna, Seamus. How's it going?" Harry asked.

Both smiled at them and Seamus spoke up. "Hey, Harry and Hermione. Everything is pretty good and the weather is very nice. Where are you two heading?"

"Hermione wants to check out some books, we were on the way over but spotted you two figured we say hi."

"That was nice of you Harry. I was just telling Seamus about the Tragel. The offspring of a Dementor and a Banshee. "

Harry glanced at Seamus to see his reaction. The kid just smiled in amusement before speaking. "Sounds bloody scary to me mate. Those banshees already give me the creeps and the dementors come in a close second. I think I have a new favourite fear."

Harry tried to think of something to say when Luna saved him. "Hermione I am actually glad I ran into you. I have been meaning to ask you about a rune from class. It has me stomped and I don't think anyone in my house would give my the correct answer." She said matter-of-factly.

Harry scowled quickly and decided he needed to hurt a few people. He was somewhat happy to see Seamus scowl himself. Harry looked on as the girls quickly went into discussion and decided he had some big brother duties to take care of.

Harry was about to question Seamus when the sandy haired kid spoke. "I am assuming you want to know why I am here with Luna."

Harry was actually surprised and just nodded.

"I figured that much. Actually mate I helped her out the other day because someone knocked her things down. I was right pissed about it and tried to get her to tell me. She said it wasn't a big deal made me madder. So walked with her make sure it didn't happen again and we got to talking. I won't lie and say I never made fun of her but she isn't crazy. We meet a few times in the library and she has grown on me. Too be honest I think when she goes off about those off the wall things it's hot. "

Harry just stared at him and couldn't believe what he heard. Seamus found Luna's particular behavior hot. That settled it they were great for each other.

"Alright I am glad to hear that mate. I thought you were here on a bet or something. Well, I am happy. Are the two of you?"

"No mate. Not yet at least but it looks like it might be heading there. I know I am a hypocrite for getting a girlfriend but hey what other girl will tell me about a Dragel. Even if it gives me bloody nightmares."

Harry laughed and the two switched topics and continued idle chit chat for a few minutes. Hermione and Luna finished their discussion and both parted ways. Harry was dragged into a bookstore and then into every store imaginable after that. It seemed Hermione lied a little when she said she had no idea where she wanted to go. The girl had every idea. Harry was happy with honey dukes. He had a bit of a sweet tooth. He got his revenge though and made Hermione go into Zonko's and the Quidditch store. He made sure to take his time.

After leaving the Quidditch store Hermione declared they were hunger. It was time for some free lunch and butterbeer. The three broomsticks was packed when they got in there. Harry saw a table in the back corner was unoccupied and quickly made his way over with Hermione in tow.

"Ah it feels good to sit down." Hermione said after they were seated.

"I hear that. I have no clue what I want." Harry said as he grabbed a menu from the center of the table.

"Me either but I am in the mood for some type of chicken. "

"Chicken does sound mighty tasty right now. Maybe just a simple sandwich and a few chips would be nice"

Shortly after that their order was quickly taken and they sat back and enjoyed theirs Butterbeers.

"I have been meaning to ask all day. What have you planned for me after?" Hermione asked.

Harry wanted to let him dirty mind field that question but he didn't think she would like that. "Well, nothing major. Why don't you tell exactly what you want to accomplish that might help me a little?

"Well, transfiguration and charms are out of the question. "

Wait, why is charms out of the question?" Harry quickly asked.

"Harry, your might be a super powerful wizard but you are rubbish at charms. I heard Flitwick talking before. He said you on the third year level. It baffles him that you can cast the most powerful charms with no problem but the simple ones are just difficult for you."

She found the only way to embarrass him.

"Gee I can cast a Patronus and Fidelius but can't cast a simple cheering. It's so humiliating."

Hermione giggled at him and that really wasn't happening. "So what Harry. You can't cast charms that are warm ups basically. Most of them will never be used in daily life anyway. You can cast the most powerful ones you should be proud of that. By the way do you have any reason way you struggle in that class?"

"No, I really don't understand it. I think because I learned the more powerful stuff and too cast them is totally different then to cast the other stuff. Low level charms are the easiest spells to cast. They evolve almost not effort or power. The big guns rely on power and concentration. I over think myself."

"Yeah I guess that makes since. Maybe you can try and teach me some of those big guns as you call them. However, I can learn them myself. I want to learn some obscure stuff. Things I can't learn at Hogwarts. Don't lie to me either i am very aware you know some hidden and forgotten branch's of magic."

Harry thought of the two hidden branches he master. Parsel and Zeus's storm magic. Forms Hermione could only dream of knowing. He did know a few ancient branches. They weren't hidden just forgotten. He didn't see them harm in teaching her a few spells.

"I think I can teach of some things. Like Sumerian, Celtic, maybe some stuff from the Ming Dynasty. I even have some Ancient geek spells up my sleeve." Harry said. He saw Hermione's eyes light up.

She is worse then Remus and Marcus.

"Oh Harry, thank you so much. I really can't wait. I so tempted to skip dinner and drag you to tht castle now. She said as she literally bounced in her seat.

"You can go up to the castle I need to eat." And right on cue their food came.

Harry taking a few bites Harry was going to ask Hermione if her food was good but when he opened his face to speak she cut him off.

"No talking only eating. The sooner we eat the sooner we can get to the castle the sooner you teach me."

Harry had no response to did and if he did hr most likely would have been told to shut up. So he just went back to eating and silently cursed himself and big mouth.

After finished the meal and taking care of the bell Harry was literally dragged out of the place and out of Hogsmaede. On the way back to the castle Harry suddenly felt a chill. The weather was surprisingly warm for the time of year. So he had no clue why he felt cold. His mind started to feel a bit hazy and a faint echo of a voice could be heard. He quickly focused all his mental power to reinforce his shields. However, the voice started getting stronger and he was getting colder and felt weaker.

"H-h Harry whats going on?" he heard Hermione whimper.

He was about to answer when he saw the problem floating down towards them Three dementors were coming right at them and all three seemed focused on Harry. Hermione gave a small shriek of alarm and tightened her hold on Harry.

The faint voice was no longer faint it was screaming and it was familiar. He dreamed of that voice screaming so many time.

"NOT HARRY, PLEASE NOT HARRY."

Harry suddenly felt weak and faint. His vision started going black and he dropped to one knee. He was consumed by the cries of his mom's final last words. A sudden, strong squeezing of his hand made him realize he needed to act fast. Half passed out and weaker then he ever felt. He shakily extended his arms and tried to concentrate on a happy memory. Only his mom screaming voice filled his head. He did the only thing he could think of he concentrated on his mothers voice and pictured her then whispered.

"Expecto Patronum."

Harry had always been very proud at his beautiful and strong patronus. He would not have been proud of what came out. A very smoky and small vision of prongs shot out and charged the dementors. Luckily for Harry there were only three this time and it was enough. As quickly as the voice and the cold came it went away. Harry quickly focused all his mental power and snap himself out of it. When he finally got his senses back he was sitting on the grass huffing and puffing with a very pale Hermione kneeling next to him terrified.

"Harry what happened?" She asked.

Her look at for a few seconds while he tried to compose himself. "I honestly don't know Hermione. Those things did something to me. Luckily I was able to gain my wits and cast a patronus. Wasn't my best work but it got the job done."

"That was the scariest thing of my life. I felt like I would never be happy again. I read all about the affects those things have on people but words just can't describe it. Are you alright?" She asked with her voice full of concern.

Harry nodded then rummaged around to he found some chocolate they just brought. He snapped the bar and half and gave it to Hermione. He quickly ate it then started to feel like himself again. He watched Hermione munch on hers and saw the colour come back to her.

Harry didn't want to admit it to her or himself but he had never felt that helpless in his life and it scared the hell out of him.

Harry took a deep calming breath and reinforced the mental control. He felt instantly calm but still was shaken. Outwardly he looked normally. He looked at Hermione who still look terrified and he gave her his best reassuring smile.

"Hey, I still don't know what happened but we both it wasn't normal but its over now. lets get back to the castle and we can start you off on a few things." Harry told her.

"No, Harry its fine we can do it another day. You should see Madam Pomphrey that's was not normal at all."

"Hermione its fine really. I have a theory on what happened but I need to speak to the headmaster. I am perfectly fine and I want to teach you. End of discussion no I am going to the room of need are you coming?"

Hermione bit her lip for a quick second. A thing Harry also find dead sexy. She seemed to struggle with indecision for a quick second then spoke. "Fine but if you seem off I am personally bringing you to the hospital wing. Deal?"

"Deal."

With that the two made their up to the room of need. Harry was glad she didn't put up a fight cause right now he needed the distraction.

After the required three walks past the door Harry opened it up to find a large area with bare stone walls and a nice red cushioned floor. Perfect for throwing around some magic. No need to dress the place up when it would just be destroyed.

"Alright Hermione, I have been trying to think of what to teach you. I know you just want to learn but a lot of things I know I cant teach. Mainly because its either too dangerous, too dark, or just forbidden knowledge. Since I am a marked person I concentrate o offensive and defensive magic. Mainly anything that would keep me alive. However, my natural drive to learn all magic forced me to study everything."

"I am going to start you on the small stuff first see if you can handle these types of magic. Anienct and hidden magic is different from magic of that. It has different sets of rules. I won't go into right now but not everyone is cut out for it. some just don't have the power of certain spells and the focus. Some don't have the want or need to use these spells. Some just can't for many reasons or no reason at all."

"Now I think you would do well with ancient Samarian and Celtic magic. Most of the Samarian things I can teach is wards. They had some of the most powerful and advanced wards. Wards require power and a strong mind. I know you have a strong mind so lets see if you have the power. Are you ready?"

Hermione you had been paying rapt attention to Harry with a extremely eager look on his face just nodded enthusiastically.

"Alright I am going to teach you the very first ward I ever learnt. There of course is a newer version of this ward. Well, I guess newer version would be the key. It is weaker and has more flaws but it can be cast by any wizard with a wand. It's a simple perimeter ward. There are two types or perimeter wars. Moving and stationary."

"Now of the two you can vary the ward to put up but all either move with the thing you are protecting or stay where you place them. Now stationary depending on a couple of things might require ruins with the ward however, moving mainly require a incantation. I am going to teach to a ten foot personally perimeter ward. It will alert you if any one comes within a ten foot radius of you. Each warning is different to the caster. Only the caster will know when the ward is tripped. Ok lets give it a try. Watch as I cast it then you try."

Harry stepped out a few feet he pointed his wand at the middle of his chest. Then spoke the incantation (I don't know ancient Sumerian, nor am I going to try and look it up. I am just making this up)

"Akuntsanto" A small flash of pale blue light and that was it. Harry who was about twelve feet from Harry just looked on. She seemed to expect something a bit more.

"Ok to prove this worked and isn't some light show we are going to do a little experiment."

With a quick wave of is wand a glowing red circle was drawn around him.

"This represents the ten foot radius I am going to blindfold myself. Whenever you want walk over the line I will tell you when you do ok?"

Hermione nodded. With another wave of his wand Harry quickly blindfolded himself and waited. Harry could have opened his mind slightly and would have been able to tell where she was but Hermione didn't need to know that and he was going to cheat.

After a minute Harry felt his trigger. It was a slight burning sensation on the tip of his finger. "You crossed" Harry shouted out.

"Yes I knew it would work I cant wait to try." Hermione he voice full of excitement.

Harry vanished the line and blindfold then motioned her to go.

Hermione mimicked Harry movements and failed her first try. She then got a look a pure concentration and on her third try was rewarded with a pale blue light.

"Ok close your eyes I am going to breach your area. Do not open until I say so because I might not try and breach of five minutes maybe longer. Just relax and look for your trigger."

Hermione quickly obeyed and Harry counted to fifteen. He wasn't about to wait five minutes he just wanted to get her to think he would. At fifteen he tried to cross the line. Soon as he crossed over Hermione eyes snapped open and stared at him. "It worked. I cant believe it did. My left hand got the pins and needle feeling real quickly then went away I knew that was my trigger."

"Excellent Hermione I knew you would do it. Now lets work on a few variations. Maybe by the end of the lesson you can ward your bed with some simple stuff. "

Hermione just smiled and awaited instruction.

After about a hour Hermione made some pretty good progress. She could now set a ward as big as twenty feet and could give it specific properties. Like only girls could come in and even managed a minor confundus to tie into the ward. Harry was pleased with her progress and had to be careful about what he taught her. He wasn't kidding about the spells being dangerous and most are considered dark. She would teach her just some light simple stuff maybe defensive spells. Can never have enough defensive spells.

They parted ways in the common room Harry said he needed to take care of a s few assignments while Hermione wanted to try a few new wards on her bed while her roommates where out. Of course Harry's real reason was to talk to Sirius and Remus about happened with the dementors. He needed answers and needed them fast.

"Sirius! Remus! where the hell are you?" Harry screamed into the mirror neither one was answering his calls and Harry was getting pissed. He would definitely give them a peace of his wind. He angrily threw the mirror on his bed then snatched a piece of parchment up. He explained in detail what happened the mentally called Snowball. He didn't want to waste time calling Mercury to deliver the letter.

"Hey boy, listen I know Marcus said he would contact us but I really need to know what the hell is going on. If for some reason he blocked you from finding him find Sirius give him hell then give him the note." Harry said while petting his beloved pet. Snowball gave a purr of affection then rammed his head into Harry's hand. After getting underneath his chin scratched Snowball grabbed the parchment in his teeth and walked a few paces Harry from Harry. In a flash of white flames he disappeared.

Harry still was working on the method of travel in his animagus form. However, since coming to school he hasn't had a chance to practice. He told himself he would make time but he knew it was just a dream. He wouldn't be able to transform most likely until Christmas. Sometimes it really sucked being s student.

Harry quickly crashed on his bed and let his mind wonder what had happened out there. He decided that if his letter wasn't answered by tonight he would go see the headmaster.

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Harry had finally heard back from Remus and Sirius. Snowball appeared to them and took what Harry said seriously. Both men had to use a few minor healing charms. Luckily from them all he did was scratch and bite them even luckier was he stayed in his kitten form.

Remus came up with the theory that since Harry had true horrors in his past that dementors would be able to affect him so much. When Harry argued that people have experienced for more horrible things Remus reminded him that none of them survived a killing curse. Harry shut up there for lack of come back.

He was now sitting in history and surprisingly was somewhat awake. Today they were covering the battle of Gullway. The pivotal battle in the hunt for Salazar after he fled from Hogwarts and tried to create an army. In this particular battle Gryffindor defeated Slytherin three personal body guards and his most powerful allies. With them out of the picture Slytherin would be forced into confrontation because he could hide behind no one.

Just as the Professor was getting to the good parts Dennis Creevy interrupted. "Excuse Mr. Lafame. Harry Potter is needed for the weighing of the wands."

The Professor and the class looked at Harry while he stared at Professor Laflame, The professor gave a slight shrug and spoke. "Go ahead Mr. Potter this is a Tri-wizard tradition I am sure one of your classmates will take notes for you. Have a good day."

Harry nodded then told Hermione to take notes which was like telling her to breath. He then followed an extremely happy Dennis Creevy. Harry couldn't win. First he got dragged up from something he actually wanted to learn now he was being escorted by one of the founders of the Harry Potter club.

Harry did his best to answer the million questions the kid was asking him. However, he kept getting cut off when the kid asked another question. They seemed to get more and more personal too. Harry was saved from hell when they arrived to their destination.

He walked into the room and discovered his was the last champion. He found the other sitting down both looking bored and like they rather not be there. Harry had to agree with them.

He looked around and saw a blond haired women who appeared to be about 35 but tried and look as if she was in her mid twenties. Disgusting really. She had a note pad and Quick-quote-quill with her. Harry knew of only one tacky blond reporter. Rita Skeeter.

She was staring at him like a piece of meat. She was known to be ruthless but Harry wasn't worried one bit. She could interview the other two champions as much as she wanted but couldn't interview Harry because he wasn't of age. Ironic how he could enter this tournament of age but couldn't be interviewed without the approval of his guardian. Have to love the laws of time travel.

Harry also knew that Rita couldn't do her usual style of writing. If she did not only would she have been fired but she wouldn't ever be published again. Sometimes it pays to Marcus in your corner. Coming from a once powerful family means you have powerful connections. It also means you know magical law inside and out. Which means if Rita every tried and slander Harry. She would be fucked. She also knew when she tried it years ago and Marcus had to pay her a visit. She shut up quick.

"Mr. Potter so glad you could make it I have been dieing to interview you for weeks now. With the re-emergence in the Wizarding world and your entering this deadly tournament. Tell me is it for the attention?" Rita spoke in a false sweet voice as she tried to grab him to interview him alone.

Harry shrug very quickly out of her grasp. "Sorry Ms. Skeeter but I cant be interviewed by the press because I am a minor. I need permission from my guardians."

She gave him a patient smile as if she was talking to the dumbest person ever. "You are no minor Harry you entered the tournament and you must be 17."

"Oh I can assure you I am sixteen. Officially 17 but legally 16. Sorry to rain on your parade."

Harry then took a step closer and whispered. "Write about me in your usual style and I think a certain someone will be upset. Nothing has changed these past sixteen years."

Harry could see the anger in her eyes as he pulled away. However, she gave him a hideous smile and said "I don't what you are talking about Harry"

Harry just sat down and watch in amusement as she tried to interview the other two. He almost snorted in laughter when she asked what it felt like to be in the tournament as the great Harry Potter. Harry never got their responses because a group of people walked in.

He looked up and saw Dumbledore leading with the other two Headmasters right behind. Mr. Couch and the weird wand maker Olivander took up the rear.

"Good afternoon children I hope all of you are well." Dumbledore said as he walked in the room. "I take it you all you to greet Miss Skeeter, who if memory serves me correct she was supposed to come with us not already be here." Dumbledore finished in a thoughtful tone.

Rita was currently writing something and just gave a dismissive wave of her hand. Dumbledore took another second to ponder the mystery then clapped his hands.

"We are gathered today for a very important wand weighing ceremony. This ensures us that you are using a registered wand and that there is nothing illegal about it. I would like to take a second to point out that It shall be impossible to fool Mr. Olivander since well, the man just seems to know a lot of a wizards wand."

Harry tried his hardest to fight down a smirk.

"Well, let's begin. Miss Phillpe if you will." Dumbledore finished as he suggested to the wand maker who at some point conjured himself a rather comfy looking chair.

Harry very directly switched wands and brought his old wand. Both wands were unregistered but at least Harry but this one from Olivander. Harry really didn't want to have to answer questions about where he got Basilisk oak and the feathers of two Scalfittura when they were supposed to be extent for hundreds of years.

The stuck up French girl walked and stared the loony old moon a few minutes. She seemed to be judging him worthy enough to hold her wand. Harry was hoping someone would take the wand to shove it up her…

"Let's see what we got here." Olivander voice quickly broke Harry's train of thought. It seemed he got impatient and snatched the wand from the girl who look highly affronted. She looked around the room real quick to see if anyone was going to say something in her honour. She was meet with faces of interest all zoned in on the wand maker.

He slowly started running his figures down the wood while turning at a different angle every now and then making odd sounds here and there. Finally he quickly snapped the wand and a bird flew out. He seemed satisfied and nodded.

"11 inches yew with the core of a Griffin feather. Excellent for transfiguration. Very good condition too I might. You take excellent care of it. keep up the good work." He said as he handed her back the wand.

She had a affronted expression again. She seemed insulted that he thought he would not take care good care of her wind. Her out saying a word she quickly turn heel and walked next to her giant of a head mistress.

"Mr. Dietrich your up." Dumbledore spoke.

The burly German marched up and presented his wand. Ollivander wasted no time and started the same ritual with the new wand. after a couple seconds of his examination he snapped the wand and a glass of milk appeared next to him. He took a quick slip then spoke.

"Ah interesting wand you have. I am not familiar with the maker but I have seen a few like this. 12 and ¾ inches made of a strong cider with the whisker of a Nundu. I would love the find out how he got the whisker from a live one but I am sure it's a trade secret. This wand is excellent for duelling. I see how also polished you wand regularly."

Harry bit the inside of his mouth so hard to keep from laughing. He was amazed no one found this funny but him. Sirius would see the humour.

The German was quickly giving back his wand and he quickly stepped back. Harry instantly went over the Ollivander to spare Dumbledore from pointlessly saying he was next.

Harry made eye contact with the wizard as he presented his wand.

"Ah Mr. Potter. I know you wand very well, some of my finest work. 11 inches Holy with the tail feather of a phoenix. Very powerful if I remember correctly. and good at pretty much everything." the older man spoke like he was remembering a very fond time in his life. He then stopped the thrilling and Harry saw a light twinkle is his eye before he snapped his wrist.

A huge bouquet of lavender roses come out and Ollivander handed them in the roses to Harry." You have taken excellent care of this wand Mr. Potter. "

Harry just smiled and shook his head while accepting the roses and wand all the while wandering if every old wizard was of his rocker. Then he remembered Sirius and Remus. Maybe just every wizard was crazy.

"All of your wands are in excellent shape and are perfectly ready to compete in the tournament." Ollivander announced.

Barty Couch took over. "Very good, ok Champions the first task is next weekend so please start to get in the right mental state of mind and remember you must use only your wands. Good day everyone see you at the first task." After giving a few nod of the head the ministry official took off.

Harry took that as his cue to left but was stopped by a voice. "Please Mr. Potter could you stay for a few minutes I always love some feedback on my creations."

Harry looked at Mr. Ollivander and nodded. He glanced at the other guests and saw them making their way over towards the door. Rite Skeeter looked like she wanted to stay and hear them talk but Dumbledore was ushering her out. She seemed pretty pissed then just suddenly smiled at Harry and was gone. Dumbledore closed the door then turned back to the duo. It appeared he was staying as well.

"So Mr. Potter how has my wand turned out so far?"

Harry was about to answer when he felt the slightest of pressure on his shoulder. He looked at saw a bettle. A very ugly one at that. With a quick flick of his wand the beetle was sent soaring out the window and another flick the window was shut tight. Harry looked at the two older men who had their eye brows raised,

Harry just shrugged and said. "I hurt bugs."

"Now on to your question. It has been great and really served my purposes."

"I knew it would now what wand do you plan on using in the tournament. That one or your personal one." Mr. Ollivander said.

Harry tried to not show his surprise but he knew he did. "Personal wand? I don't know what you mean."

Both wizards gave him a look that clearly spoke their disbelief.

"Mr. Potter I have been making wands as long as I can remember I can sense one a mile on and tell you exactly what its made of. Also Albus has already informed of your new wand. he isn't as blind as he likes to make himself out to be. "

Well, Harry knew he wouldn't get away with it but hey he had to at least try. So he took his wand out muttered something quickly and handed it to the wand maker. The second it touched his wand his eyes shot open and mouth dropped."

"Impossible," He whispered in a astonished voice. He had Dumbledore full attention.

Basilisk oak and the feathers of two Scalfittura. It's impossible. How?" he asked looking at Harry.

"I am very sorry but I cant tell you."

Dumbledore finally shook his shock at hearing this and chuckled. "My boy you really are full of surprises. I knew there was a reason I wanted you here. Now sadly Harry I can't allow you do use that wand in the tournament. If it was up to me you would but there is a strict no personal wand policy. If someone catches with a wand that isn't the one you presented earlier you will be disqualified. "

Harry noticed he used the key words IF HE GOT CAUGHT.

"Alright sir I will use my other wand." Harry said Dumbledore just smiled.

"Well, I don't there is anything else I need to speak to you about. Octavius?"

Ollivander still looked completely amazed at Harry's wand and was way to lost to respond. So Dumbledore sent Harry on his way then tried and snap his old friend out of his daze.

Harry quickly made his way out of the classroom and starting to feel the thrill of anticipation a tournament or any challenge gave him. Not much longer. Just thinking about the tournament brought Harry into a giddy mood and he started to basically skip down the hallway with a child like smile.

AN: Only three people answered my last context question I am very disappointed. I will give you all another chance to redeem yourselves. How many actual games of Qudditch has Harry participated in at Hogwarts?

Until next time. Nick