Quick Authors Note: JK Rowling owns all the things, and I do not.

Notes to start

1.) Harry is 3 older than in the books. He is entering his 7th year, which will be the Triwizard Tournament.

2.) Everyone else is generally the same age, except for a few notable exceptions.

3.) Ron and Hermione do not play major roles. Harry only really knows the Weasleys because they are a pureblood family, and because Harry still saves Ginny.

4.) I have no idea if I will actually ever finish this FF, but nonetheless I have about 3 chapters already written, and as I continue to edit them I will slow post them. I like to stay ahead in FFictions, and as such I will attempt to stay a few chapters ahead.

5.) Sirius was exonerated from the death of Lily and James Potter. Everyone knows Peter did it. Harry lives with Remus and Sirius.

So yeah. Voldemort is coming for you Harry, may the force be with you.

Harry James Potter might have feared for his life when he climbed into the small red Mini Cooper, which was actually quite spacious with some magical enhancements. Even with Remus getting his license through a confundus charm, he knew that the safety charms and wards would protect them if Remus really got them into trouble. He looked down at Hedwig in her cage next to him on the seat cushion and stretched out his legs, never quite reaching Sirius seat in front of him.

Harry was tall and skinny for his age, with messy jet-black hair, and bright green eyes. His features had become sharper over the past two years, and his muscles more defined from Quidditch, but Harry wasn't vain. He attributed the majority of looks he got from other women due to his status, and the scar on his forehead.

"Bloody hell Moony!" Sirius yelled as a multitude car horns sounded all around them. His black eyes were alight with fear as his friend narrowly dodged another vehicle.

"I'm sorry!" Remus said, in a high-pitched voice that mirrored a small child, as he swerved through the London traffic.

"Jesus! You know, you're probably a better driver during the full moon. You're scaring the shit out of me," Sirius complained after the fourth near miss in the heavy traffic.

"Oh pull it together, will you." sniped Remus, as he executed another hairpin turn on their way to King's Cross Station. Sirius held on for dear life and his long hair swayed with the rest of the momentum around the corner.

Harry snorted in the backseat with his hand firmly gripping the handrail on the roof of the interior of the car. His godfather and uncle (for all intensive purposes) were like a married couple and Harry took great joy in pointing out that the majority of muggles saw them in public as a queer couple that was constantly bickering as if they had been together for years.

Harry Potter though, considered himself incredibly lucky to have two amazing guardians. Both of whom had spent a large portion of their lives dedicated to being parental figures to Harry after his parents had been killed that night in July over sixteen years ago.

The tiny red car zoomed down the street and whipped into the public parking lot adjacent to the Station. Harry and Sirius let out audible sighs of relief at their survival and they both unsteadily climbed out of the Mini Cooper.

Sirius was just a bit taller than Harry and with his long dark hair, semi- kept beard, black eyes, mischievous smile, and his distinct overall look that came with the Black line. He had continually "walked the walk" (as Sirius would say) since his days at Hogwarts. Harry joked that it was more "talked to talk" these days, but there was no denying that he had always attracted that certain type of women.

Remus was the same height as Sirius and had a striking appearance as well. Although he sometimes had a peckish look around the full moon he still struck an intriguing look with his messy brown hair, grey eyes, and sharp bone structure that hinted at his animalistic side. Remus, like Sirius had also perpetuated his lifestyle in Hogwarts to his lifestyle in the real world and had continued to pass up opportunities at relationships because of his fear of his lycanthropy.

This sparked many disagreements in their home; where on one side Sirius was constantly trying to set him up, and Harry was constantly trying to make sure Remus did whatever he wanted, whether that was alone, or with someone else.

Overall Harry couldn't ask for two more opposite individuals, but it helped give Harry different perspectives that he craved while constantly questioning his own thoughts on how he lived his life.

Hedwig gave an indignant hoot as Harry took her out of the backseat which clearly signified her understanding of the life and death situation that was Moony's driving.

Harry sighed as he pulled his school trunk out of the back of the car, and checked to make sure his wand was still tucked in his waistband of his black jeans. Summers went much too quickly for his liking and Harry was not looking forward to the secluded and scheduled life that awaited him at Hogwarts. Although he had a love for knowledge and enjoyed the classes he took, he felt that his time was better spent with his own individual studies.

Both Remus and Sirius were both surprised and immensely proud when Harry had received all O's on his O.W.L.'s at the end of his 5th year. Sirius had gone so far as to say that James and Lily would have been proud, which was, to Harry, the best compliment he could have ever received. Add that into being a prefect, and the Gryffindor quidditch captain; Sirius had dubbed him the "Gryffindor Golden Boy" which annoyed Harry to no end.

Remus, who was filling in as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position also pocketed his reduced trunk. He decided that he wanted to ride the Hogwarts Express, although Harry knew that it was because he wanted to keep him company. Harry had ridden the Hogwarts Express by himself for the previous six years, and this gave Remus the opportunity to end that tradition.

As they walked through the damp parking lot toward the station Sirius was joking and pointing out any good looking women that were walking to their vehicles.

"I need to broaden my horizon" He said reverently, " I've been so focused on the magical women of this world, that I've been ignoring the majority of the female population!"

"Weren't you with a muggle girl at the summer solstice party two summers ago?" Harry inquired.

"Hmm. I'm not really sure, coulda' been a squib, I don't really remember that night all that well." he said with frown.

"She ditched you when you go so drunk off firewiskey you were dancing on the tabletop professing your never-ending love for Minerva McGonagall" Remus pointed out.

Harry knew that Sirius was just filling the air. Sirius was going to miss having Remus and him around to talk to at Potter Manor. Even though it had been 17 years since Voldemort had killed his parents, Sirius was still not the same person as he was before, according to Remus. Harry could remember days or weeks at a time when either Remus or Sirius would be withdrawn and spend long hours in their respective studies. Although these bouts of depression had become less frequent over the years, the absence of Lily and James Potter still hung over the tight-nit family of misfits.

Harry didn't grow up with any close friends. Although he knew children in the neighborhood, and in other magical families, he was particularly close to no one. He was an outcast on both sides due to him being "different" in the muggle world, and being the "Boy Who Lived" in the magical world.

Along with being an only child Harry had spent the majority of his life with just the thoughts that ran through his head. This suited Harry, yet also drove him to be more of an outcast. When he first arrived at Hogwarts the hat took nearly ten minutes before deciding on Gryffindor. He was brave like his parents before him, immensely loyal to his small family, had an infinite drive for knowledge, and deeply ambitious to realize his own personal potential. Although he was much too modest to admit that to ever admit that to himself, that Sorting Hat went through each painstaking detail of his personality and personal experiences to deem him Gryffindor above all.

Harry was happy with being in Gryffindor, but had always felt unfulfilled around his other house members and sometimes felt that he would fit in better with a different house, but knew that he would simply feel unfulfilled there as well.

Some days he felt he should have been in Ravenclaw, or even Slytherin, while in other moments he admired the warmth of the Hufflepuffs. Nonetheless, he was of Gryffindor blood, and it certainly made Sirius proud.

He was happy that he had Sirius and Remus to write to, and felt closer to them during the semester than any of his classmates. Remus had been one of his tutors for his entire so thus he was excited for him to be his professor; knowing all too well that he would be a more than sufficient teacher for the subject compared to nearly all the previous dunderheads that had held the post in Harry's previous years.

Yet to a large extent Harry felt that he was stealing Remus away from Sirius, even though it was an immensely self centered and selfish thought. Headmaster Albus Dumbledore had come to Potter Manor to personally offer the job to Remus, and he had accepted on the spot. Remus had been having so much trouble finding work since the latest anti-Werewolf legislation headed by one Dolores Jane Um-bitch, which had closed even more opportunities to the werewolf population. Although both Albus and Harry fought hard against the repressive and alienating bill, it had passed and enacted by the Wizegemot and Fudge just nine months ago.

Working at Hogwarts was a great opportunity for Remus, who would be able to hide his furry little problem through the Shrieking Shack and the Forbidden Forest, but Dumbledore, also promised a monthly supply of the Wolfsbane potion courtesy of Severus Snape. Overall it provided Remus with something to do, and something to build on, instead of spending his days managing the Potter estate.

Although Sirius had gritted his teeth at the involvement of "Snivellus" in regards to the wolfsbane potion, he also knew it was a great opportunity for Remus. To a large extent, Sirius had been able to repress his feelings about being alone at Potter Manor, and Remus being dependent on Severus.

He was able to be excited for Remus, and his new opportunity. Yet, today his true feelings of being alone were etched clearly across his face as the cross through the false brick barrier between platforms 9 and 10. Sirius had become more and more quite as they approached they had moved through the station, and as the small family reached the Hogwarts Express they had all become silent.

"Hey," Harry said speaking quietly so just that Remus or Sirius could hear, "don't worry Sirius, we'll see you in three and a half weeks during Moony's next furry little problem"

Remus gave Harry a sharp glare at speaking about his lycanthropy in public but Sirius had a conspiratorial grin and some light had returned to his eyes at the thought of being reunited again soon.

"Moony and Padfoot ride at Hogwarts again!" he said loudly "joined this time by Fang! Boy wonder"

"Fang?" Harry said with a look of disgusted look on his face "That's my marauder nickname now?

"Its great!" Sirius exclaimed

"Its awful and intellectually deprived, like yourself" Harry retorted

Remus chuckled while Sirius looked on in mock despair "You see this Moony? Giving me shit right before he goes. Whatta way to leave his beloved Godfather… he's not even get laid anymore, shame to the Padfoot and Prongs heritage!" Always getting in the last verbal jab.

The steam horn sounded and Harry turned to say goodbye. Sirius, all joking aside, gave him a tight hug and said "Love you kid, and stay safe, I don't want to get a letter about you being in the hospital wing this year, alright? And give some more thought to join that Triwizard Tournament, alright?"

"Sirius," Harry said seriously, returning the hug, "I'll see you in three weeks, love you too" He turned and hopped onto the nearest carriage with his trunk and Hedwig, and then helped Remus up afterwards. He was still recovering from his last transformation just two days ago

Remus sent him an appreciative nod and they headed down the carriage to the first unoccupied compartment. Remus shared Harry's preference for solitude, and it meant that they enjoyed spending hours in each other's company while studying and reading due to their mutual admiration for a quiet atmosphere (especially with Sirius around).

Even though they spent the majority of their time together reading or in silence, they were also known to share in hours of lively debate in all things magical from politics to finer aspects of transfiguration theory. Remus had been a crucial asset to Harry's thirst for knowledge and had really pushed Harry to succeed, and to find a passion for education.

"You're going to do fantastic this year Remus," Harry said, giving the soon-to-be professor a hard look. He knew that Remus was prone to worrying about everything under the sun, and had been reminding Remus since he accepted the position of how well he had taught him over the years, and how he had already managed his furry little problem at Hogwarts before.

It was an unspoken rule in their household to not speak about the apparent curse on the position. Sirius said it was shit, and Harry had pointed out that many of previous professors had just been plain incompetent and/or too stupid to make it through the year.

Yet no amount of joking or words of encouragement could not quell the background fear Remus felt for of the very real truth that Tom Riddle had cursed D.A.D.A. position all those years ago. Remus realized it was simply just another thing to add to his list of issues to worry about, and he knew that he should just take it one day at a time and think of it as a one year contract. Remus appreciated Harry's attempt to quell his constant worrying, but it was an inevitable part of his personality.

Harry pulled out one of his books from his personal read list, A Duelers Guide to Survival: Advanced Techniques of Yesteryear, while Remus curled up with his cloak intent on catching a nice nap before the excitement that inevitably was the first meal of the Hogwarts year.

After a couple of hours in silence Remus stirred from his nap, and was resting his waking face on his drawn up knees.

"So… about your curriculum for this semester-"

"Don't even start Harry", Remus said looking up from his cloak with a smirk, "I didn't tell you the first twenty times you've asked, I'm not going to tell you now. Although I will tell you that I've got some lessons that even you will find interesting, so I expect you to show up to class"

"You're not even going to give your own nephew a simple 18 hour head start?" Harry asked innocently with a fake pout.

"That might have worked when you were ten, but now you just look like a woose… Hey, weren't you supposed to go to the prefects meeting and do rounds and such?"

"Oops" Harry said with fake concern.

"Hmm" Remus frowned surveying the tall and skinny 17 year old, seemingly reassessing his opinion of the messy black haired, green-eyed youth. "You're more like James than I thought, Lily would have never skipped a prefects meeting, especially not the first one of the year"

"I don't know why Professor Dumbledore made me one, I really don't care what students do at this school. I would always protect a student but the main goal of those prefect meetings is to talk about rules and busting students. It's utterly pointless in the grand scheme of things." He said animatedly for the umpteenth time since he became a Gryffindor prefect.

"I wouldn't want to face the wrath of Diggory for skipping those meetings." Remus mused.

"Thanks for attempting to be my conscious, but I honestly don't care" Harry said taking his circle glasses off and rubbing his face and scar, and running his fingers through his hair.

"Hmph," Remus said, "just like James." But it wasn't 'just like James'. It was much more than that. Certainly there were similarities at the height of Voldemorts reign where the Marauders would focus on the outside world, but the way in which Harry focused on Voldemort highlighted the lack of a childhood he had.

Between his parents being killed by Voldemort, and then the diary, and Quirrell, there was no question that Voldemort was still alive. Yet, this had a profound effect on Harry, who seemed to understand the gravity of this fact from a young age. Although it was rarely talked about, both Remus and Sirius could see the lack of a childhood Harry allowed himself to have ever since the moment he found out who had killed his parents.

Harry stuck his tongue out at him just as their compartment door slid open.

"Still as juvenile as ever." Said the pretty, tall brown hair brown-eyed Ravenclaw prefect.

"What do you want Sarah?" Harry said, all semblance of mirth gone from his face, instead replaced by hard indifference.

Remus looked on in interest, it had been about three months since the two had broken up, much to Sirius's pleasure. Although Remus had nothing against the 6th year Ravenclaw even he could see that they were not right for each other. Yet Remus still felt bad for both of them, Harry had become even more closed off towards others his age.

While Sarah….

"This is my new boyfriend, " She exclaimed with a look of determination pulling the large 7th year Slytherin from the hallway and into the small compartment doorway. Harry couldn't remember his first name, but knew that the Slytherin's last name was Montague, and that he was a chaser for the Slytherin Quidditch team. Harry suspected that Sarah would pull something to this extent at some point during the semester, but instead of the expected jealousy, he felt unusually empty.

Harry and Sarah had been together for his entire sixth year at Hogwarts, and although they had broken up at the beginning of the summer, Harry's feelings for her had slowly evaporated and left him with nothing left to give.

Harry stared hard at both Sarah and the hulking figure of the Slytherin dunderhead. For a moment, however fleeting, Harry wanted to feel something, anything. Instead he looked on with legitimate indifference at the girl he used to care for.

"Okay", Harry said shrugging, still staring at the new couple, both of whom were shifting uncomfortably under his sharp gaze "Good for you, now leave… please" he finished flatly, turning his attention back toward his book.

"Hmph," Sarah said while releasing the tension that had been building up inside of her during the entire interaction, "fine, see you around then Harry" she said beginning to pull Montague away "Nice to see you Remus!" She added with her fake sincerity that always rubbed Harry the wrong way.

Remus nodded, and turned toward Harry who had looked back to his book while absentmindedly rubbing his prickling scar, with a sigh when the door to the compartment had finally slid shut leaving the room in silence once again.

Sirius would have most certainly taken the opportunity to pass on a few jokes at the expense of his godson, but Remus had always been the serious one, and continued to look at Harry with concern.

"I'm sorry you had to see that Remus" Harry said finally, still focused on his book. Harry had been doing his best to keep his now finished relationship with Sarah away from both Sirius and Remus.

"That's okay Harry, these things happen, and relationships end. The key isn't to focus on the negative but remember what was good about the relationship." Remus said "Think of it as a learning experience, and apply what you've learned in your next relationship". He finished with concern still etched clearly across his face.

"These experiences show what we can, and cannot deal with in a relationship. Sarah is still a good person, but her personality doesn't fit with yours" Remus added.

"Always trying to turn a poor situation into a learning experience" Harry chuckled lightly. He closed his book and turned toward Remus drawing his sweatshirt closer around him.

"Is you scar hurting again, Harry?" Remus asked, after seeing Harry rub his forehead again.

"Nothing serious". Harry said, pushing the pain out of his mind through Occulomency

Remus continued to look on with concern. Remus knew that Harry was always much more quiet and secluded while at Hogwarts but it was difficult to see how quickly he turned from his normal carefree teenaged attitude during the summers to the withdrawn mask of a hero during the school year.

When Harry had first brought Sarah home, he could see that Harry was happy that he was with someone that wasn't just distracted with the fact that he was the Boy Who Lived. Sarah clearly knew he could achieve so much more. Sarah didn't just see Harry as complete, and was always pushing him to strive for more. It was a welcomed change for Harry who had been constantly asked out by girls who only looked at his lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

Remus had noted that while Sarah had done wonders to help push Harry to reach his fullest potential, she also had put up constant unreachable expectations on Harry that really dragged him down instead of opening him up. It had come to the point near the end of their relationship where Harry was succeeding in his classwork and research, yet was immensely depressed and was not fully enjoying the process of his everyday life. In the end Sarah simply had always been staring at his scar first, and to a large extent had only looked at him as the Boy Who Lived, but it had manifested in a way in which Sarah had hoped to build him up even more to add to his legacy.

It was hard for both Remus and Sirius (although Sirius would never admit it) to see what was initially something immensely positive in Harry's life, become so unbearably negative. Harry had always been humble about his achievements, and even with Sarah out of his life he didn't give his exam scores a second glance.

Yet there was a fine line between staying humble, and simply being too hard on himself, which had been a constant internal battle that had been exacerbated with Sarah around. In the end both Remus and Sirius were glad that Sarah and Harry had finally broken up. Remus just hoped the kid could get over it at some point, and not allow it to hold him back from opening to others in the future.

"I'm glad that aspect of my life is over" Harry said honestly, after a few more minutes of silence.

"Me too," Remus said with a small grin, "She was too much for you, Harry."

Harry smirked for a short moment, and then turned his attention to the scenery passing by. He made the conscious effort to let his thoughts surrounding Sarah go and focused on his breathing and Occulomency.

His barriers were strong but it was important to always focus on them during times where your mind could be distracted. A constant Occulomency shield was critical for Harry, and it needed to be strong, and encompassing at all times.

Getting distracted was the easiest way for his barriers to fall and he could not let that happen, especially around Hogwarts.

"Good" Remus stated, noticing Harry's concentration, a clear indication on getting his emotions and thoughts in order "You've mastered that quite well Harry, Dumbledore will be impressed."

The forested hills, and setting sun indicated that they would be arriving at Hogwarts soon enough, but Harry just wasn't quite ready to put on his school robes yet.

"I need to get up to the castle the moment we get there so I won't be able to ride the carriages with you" Remus said, as he finished putting his robes on over his jeans and tee-shirt, while also storing away his cloak and jacket.

"I figured" Harry responded, slowly getting up and reaching for his trunk.

As he finished securing his gold and maroon tie, and fixing his prefect and quidditch captain badges to his robes the train slowly came to a stop at Hogsmeade station. Harry was happy that he was not made Head Boy. Harry had shown that he wasn't a hallway police officer, and Dumbledore took it in the appropriate way and gave it to someone else.

"See you up there Harry" Remus said with a smile before rushing to be one of the first off the train.

Harry sighed and slowly made his way to the nearest exit, passing a multitude of students of all ages, sizes, and houses. Most of them had gotten over the idea of Harry Potter at Hogwarts, but still many stared. First years staring up in awe with their mouths open, fifth, sixth, and even seventh year girls watching him as he passed, and many Slytherin's giving him hard stares.

He figured those glares were either the reverence of last years absolute thrashing of the Slytherin quidditch team in the final game, or just because he was Gryffindor's "Golden Boy". Either way he didn't care, and after dropping a quick hello and receiving a bone crushing from the distracted games keeper Rubius Hagrid, Harry was able to find an unoccupied carriage. He looked out too see the precession of Thestals pulling the carriages in a slow line up toward the castle seemingly never-ending through the thick mist that hung over the road.

Harry sighed at the thought of another year at Hogwarts, but reveled in the idea that after this year he would be done with structured education. His right hand unconsciously moved toward the pocket hidden inside of his robes and he pulled out an unopened pack of cigarettes. He hadn't smoked tobacco since last semester but just the thought of being stuck in the castle for the next few months forced all hesitation aside.

He snapped his fingers and a flame appeared out of nothingness, or that is to say everything, and lit the end of the first cigarette he could fish out of the fresh pack. He had been practicing light wandless magic, and honing his basic spells during the summer, but now that he was back at Hogwarts, and had a magical room such as the Room of Requirement to practice in, there were no limitations to his magical practice.

He was glad that he got to ride in the carriage alone to the castle, and was happy to find that his unapproachable mask that he put up when he got to Hogwarts never failed him, and always managed to scare the less determined people away.

The whole concept of the "Boy Who Lived" worked well for being an introvert. Although he was certainly detached from the student body, he could focus on his own personal education without any of the students asking too many questions.

He shuddered at the thought of what was going to happen at Hogwarts this year now that he was single, but took solace in the knowledge that his mask would be a decent enough deterrent.

As he took another drag of the cigarette, and came around another bend in the road he was finally able to get a clear view of the castle through the grown-in trees. It was alight with a yellow glow and was shrouded in mist that gave the magical castle a beautiful eerie glow.

As the clearly visible Thestals approached the castle, Harry reached over and opened up Hedwigs cage. "Go ahead girl, I'll come visit you soon, I promise" He said affectionately to his snowy white familiar. Hedwig hooted softly and nipped affectionately at his fingers before taking off in a streak of white toward the owlry hundreds of feet above.

Harry watched her go until she was a small white dot high along the castle before realizing the carriage had already come to a stop before the front doors.

He made his way to the front doors he took one final drag before tossing the cigarette aside, drawing negative looks from many of the girls around him.

Good, Harry thought, another deterrent. If the female population didn't already know he was single they would soon find out with Sarah around, and any deterrent was a positive one in his book.

Walking through the massive front doors Harry couldn't help but look up at the high vaulted ceiling that he once found inspiring and enchanting.