I am still working on this. I know It's been slow going. I am almost to the end and its messing with my head. I'm sorry. I keep losing both focus and inspiration for my chapters. I won't give up or abbandon this though. This is my first story and I ove it to much to quite now. To all of those who have stuck with me, thank you. Please read and write a comment. Tell me what you think so far. Thank you all. You are all great.

A Boring Third Year

Percival (Percy) Ignatius (Ig) Weasley was sitting across from Harry in the library. It was his last year and was spending a little bit of time studying for his NEWTs. He didn't care too much, but Harry told him to keep up appearances for a while still, so he had to keep up his appearance of being the bookish prat that only thought about succeeding in the Ministry. He couldn't help but think about how smart Harry was. So wise and cunning. Intelligent and inventive. Harry helped everyone that asked or needed it, even him.

He knew he chose a great Master and Lord. Harry was his God, his savior. He was wise beyond his years. Both wise in words and action. He was also compassionate to those who deserved it. Ig wanted to look out for his Master, even though it wasn't really needed. He wanted to make sure that only those worthy of him surrounded his Gloriousness. His Lord and Master seems to have chosen Cedric to be the first to join Luna in their relationship. The boy seems friendly, loyal, brave, honest, and trustworthy, he'd still have to watch him though. He is very popular with the girls of the school. Cho Chang seems to be particularly insistent on receiving the boy's attention. He'd have to do something to nip that in the bud. His Lord deserved to have whoever he wants. The boy would never be good enough, nor worthy enough for his Lord's greatness, but if he was what Harry wanted, he was going to make sure it happened. Ignatius was thinking on ways to serve his Master better when he was brought out of his thoughts by Harry himself.

"Hey, Ig? Have you thought about what you want to do once you graduate now? I know everyone, including your mother, still thinks you'll join the Ministry. Do you have any plans yet?"

"Nothing is set as of yet. Why?" The truth was he was planning to stay close and work in Hogsmead, Diagon Alley, or even Knockturn Alley. However, if his Master needed him to work somewhere specific, he would make sure he got the job. No matter what it took.

"Oh? Is there anything that you want to do now? I could help you get an interview wherever it is. I can't promise you the job, but I could probably get you an interview. Have you thought about becoming a lawyer? You're quite intelligent and cunning, you have a very thorough understanding of the Ministry, and you would be able to sue witches and wizards for doing wrong to others, and get paid for it, too."

His Lord was so kind and wonderful. He was thinking about making sure that he had options and was happy. Harry truly was amazing. "I hadn't thought about it before, but it does sound like a good idea. I might as well use this knowledge that was forced upon me for all this time. Thank you, Harry." He was pretty sure there were a few law offices near by. He could still be close to his Master and do this for him. He'd have to ask the Goblins for the nearest and best law firm.

"No problem, Ig." Harry smiled back, not knowing the obsessive and devoted thoughts of the redhead in front of him.

Harry had other things on his mind. Like how to take out Dumbledore without causing a scene or being accused of being the 'Next Dark Lord'. He knew his plan to get rid of Voldy, and he knew that he would soon have to come out as 'Master of Death' at some point. He would also have to publicly announce his Lordships of all of his Houses. He wasn't looking forward to the rise of fakes following him around, but they had their uses. When they liked him and thought they knew him, or had a chance to be close to him, they loved him and he could do no wrong. That was where he wanted to stay. He got really annoyed when they became hypocrites and turned their backs on him, or talked about him behind his back and tried to ruin him.

He didn't want to be called a liar again. That one really got him and he usually made bad decisions that Death had to talk him out of or help him fix up afterwards. He wasn't looking forward to that. Horrifically, Harry thought he could understand Lockhart's offer of advice to help with his fame a bit more, now. He still hated the fraud, but he could finally see that he really would need to handle his fame and popularity. He'd known that going into this, but it was finally hitting him just how annoying it was going to be admitting that Fraudhart had good advice. Once. Death was never going to let him live this down. Not for at least the next few hundred years. Damn.

~~~HP~~~

It was the middle of the year, and Harry had been fairly successful of managing Remus's panic attacks and anger issues toward Dumbledore. The werewolf was furious about what had been set up for his little cub. Not even finding out how things were different this time, or that he was the Master of Death, could calm his rage. When it became too much, or when Harry was needed elsewhere, he'd stick him with Severus and have the dower man handle the moody wolf. It was the week of the second full moon, that they seemed to find a way to handle and calm the wolf because, when Harry would come by the next morning to pick him up, the room would be….obviously magically repaired and they both would look very relaxed. Harry didn't make any comment. Not even when Remus would claim that he thought Severus should watch him more often, that he was very angry, and that it would just be safer to see the Potions Master more often.

The excuse was flimsy, like wet paper flimsy, but Harry just smirked, nodded, and humorously hummed his agreement. He was happy for them, and he was especially happy that they had the common curtesy and respect to know time and place. It was about three months later that Remus finally 'confessed' to being in a relationship with Severus. Harry told them that he supported them, and agreed that they should hold off on telling Sirius until the summer and to keep the two dark wizards separated as often as possible. Although Harry had considered staging a meeting just for the entertainment value, he'd decided against it. It would be too cruel to the subjects involved to mess with their lives like that.

In all honesty, Harry was just bored. He'd finished his classwork and homework for all his classes for the year. Both muggle and magical. There were no Dementors to fight off, no werewolves to run from and outsmart, no time-traveling adventures to save anyone, no….anything. He was bored. Harry was already taking advanced classes and extra credit assignments in his muggle courses and Hogwarts' extracurricular courses as well. He'd finished them already, too. Harry was thinking of hanging out with Cedric more, or maybe the twins. Or maybe he'd hang out with and get to know Oliver better. The fanatic Quidditch captain wouldn't be here next year. Harry could probably help him practice and get a few recruiters and scouts to a few of the games to see Oliver play. He was pretty sure that Oliver had played for Puddlemere United, but he wanted to give him more options. He had talent and deserved choices. He was a good kid. Maybe that could be his next project, and it was always smart to have friends in all corners of different aspects. One of the reasons why he was planning on befriending Krum and Fleur next year. What he was going to spend the remained of this year on was probably just creating a tighter friendship with Oliver, that and convincing Cedric to go out with him, but Luna could help with that.

Death had told him that he was more likely to connect to people who've died or were meant to die before their time. Those marked by Death or one of his Reapers in some way, such as in Luna's case she was in the ritual and backlash of the accident that had killed her mother, would be more likely to be chosen by Harry as a future lover or mate. Even those from other worlds and dimensions. As long as they've made contact with Death in some way or form.

With this in mind, Harry went out to find Cedric. He was going to get that flustered boy. Well, he would have gone to find him, if he hadn't come across a sneering Draco sulkingly walking down the hall. Putting potential lovers to the back of his mind to think about later, Harry went to find out what was wrong with his blond, usually prat-ish, friend.

"Draco? You're scaring off all the first-years with your face like that. What's the matter?"

Looking up, Draco looked almost relieved when he saw it was Harry. Feeling even more alarmed, Harry, walked over and brought Draco to sit in an alcove off to the side and threw up a silencing ward. He had a feeling this was going to be something important. Something that only he could do. Something that Draco seemed to be summoning all his courage and letting go of most of his pride to say.

"I need you to talk to my father and get him to stop trying to marry me off to either Parkinson or one of the Greengrass. He'll listen to you. We both know he will. Tell him you don't approve, or that you think it is a bad idea, or a bad match. Something. Anything. He's started talks with their fathers during the summer and is starting to close in on a deal. He only told me about it in a letter this morning." Taking a deep breath and letting go of a little more of his stubborn pride, he continued. "Harry, I need your help. Please."

Harry was feeling a little surprised to say the least. Apparently Draco had noticed his father's not-so-subtle bending to Harry's whim and arse-kissing. Harry knew that he'd help the Malfoy heir. If nothing else, than because he already knew who the blond wanted to end up with and that it would help out two of his friends at the same time. He wasn't planning to set them up until next year, but he might have to bring a little bit of attention to it early. It might help in the long run.

"Draco? Breathe. I'll talk to your father tonight. I'll sneak out and have him meet me somewhere. Don't worry. This will work out. So stop scowling. You'll start to look like your Godfather and scare even more firsties than you already did."

Draco just grinned, relieved. He stood up, posture proper, and left Harry with a quiet 'thanks'. With that settled, Harry was off to track down a certain Hufflepuff.

~~~HP~~~

Before Harry could start the wooing, he had had to find the proper gift to show his intentions to court the boy. He didn't want to give jewelry or flowers, that was something too feminine for the seeker. Harry wanted to gift something that would be appreciated and a bit more personal than flowers or jewels. After a lot of thought, Harry had finally decided on a personally made, hand-crafted, engraved, golden snitch. It'd cost a bit, but nothing to the boy-who-lived-as-the-master-of-death. He had had to wait a few months for the snitch to be completed, even with his celeb status. Probably because of all the extra spells and charms he had ordered added. It had finally been delivered that week. With the snitch in hand, Harry was on his way to the Hufflepuff House dorms to charm a certain boy into agreeing to go on a date.

If Harry wasn't drawn to the boy that he had watch die, he would not be putting in this much effort for a single date. He was, however, connected to the boy from the memories of the past and the mark of death on the boy. With the gift he was giving, he was sure to succeed in his wooing. With the help of some house elves and ghosts, Harry found the Hufflepuff House entrance quite easily and in no time at all.

Harry knocked and waited. When someone answered the door, he was sure to smile charmingly. "Hi. Is Cedric in? I was wondering if I could speak with him."

The innocent first-year, stuttered, flushed, and nodded, and quickly disappeared back behind the door, stumbling a little bit along the way. Harry just chuckled and smirked a little when Cedric appeared at the door shortly there-after.

"Harry? What are you doing here?" Cedric asked a little bit confused and flustered.

Harry just smiled, "I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk with me. Do you have the time?"

Cedric nodded as someone handed him his coat and pushed him from the doorway. Harry chuckled and smirked at the embarrassed Hufflepuff Seeker's face.

The walk was mostly quiet, they talked about school, holidays, friends, plans for the future, and Quidditch. Harry had them stop by the lake closest to the trees.

"Ced, I've been wondering if you've thought about what I've asked you? Would you let me court you? Starting with taking you out on the next Hogsmeade weekend?"

Being away from the others, secluded in the small crop of trees, watching the Giant Squid play and splash around, Cedric agreed with a nervous smile. He showed why he was selected as Hogwarts Champion when took charge of the situation, gaining more bravery from the lack of witnesses, and pulled Harry closer and kidded him.

Harry smiled (smirked and grinned) into the kiss after a few seconds. Taking a step back, Harry handed the boy his gift and watched him open it. "This is for you. It took a little while for them to complete it. It's Gold and Black Diamond. It can act as a storage compartment. It's much bigger on the inside. It has protective charms on it so that it will never break and can only be opened by you. If you keep in your person, it will also protect you from most spells, curses, and jinxes. If you are ever in any real danger or life threatening situation, it transforms into a guardian and sends a warning signal for help to me through my magic. I don't expect that you'll be in much danger very often, but it never hurts to be prepared for the just in case. I also had your name engraved along the wings to prove ownership."

Cedric was stunned by the beautiful Snitch on appearance, before he heard all the things Harry had added to it. It was a polished gold ball, with shimmering black diamond on the seams and ridges. The wings fluttered open to show gold 'feathers' with the black diamond base. It was an amazing work of art in and of itself. He was speechless.

"Do you like it?" Harry finally asked after watching Cedric stare at the snitch for a solid two minutes.

"Pulled from his shock, the boy nodded and showed Harry his appreciation in the form of another kiss. This one much more intense. With a lot of biting, kissing, licking, sucking, and roaming hands. It was a long while later that the two finally made their appearances, with mussed hair and disheveled clothes. Luna just smiled, walked up to them, kissed Cedric on the cheek and Harry on the mouth, linked arms with them and proceeded to tell them how pleased she was that Cedric finally agreed to join her as one of Harry's partners. She was saying how much fun they would all have together and the adventures they'd go on. She ended up rambling on about all the creatures and magicks that they would discover. Harry just smiled at her and pulled her close and kissed her on the top of her head of moon-light blonde hair.

"Go easy on him Luna. He's only just agreed today. We have all the time in the world to do such things and go on adventures. Let him get settled and used to the idea first." Harry interrupted laughing kindly.

"He's had three years to get used to the idea Harry. I don't think he would need much more time than that."

"He's had three years to get used to the idea of eventually marry me, not that he would have and form friendships and relationships with my other partners and lovers. Give him three days to a week. Please."

"Alright, I suppose. That will give me time to ask the elves and castle to help set up our new rooms. It won't be just us for too long. We'll need a place that is ours. To get to know each other better. To get some space away from the on-lookers and manipulative goats and sheep. Harry remember that you still need to introduce him to the D.R. and inform him of your status and past. That one will probably need the full week to let it set in." Turning towards the talked about member of this little group, she said, "Don't worry Cedric Diggory, if you have any questions, concerns, comments, complaints, about anything please let me or Harry know. This is going to be very confusing and complicated, but always know that we are here for you. If you can't find us, just ask one of the ghosts, or any house elf, they'll probably know. There will be one other that will always know where Harry is, but we'll be introducing you to them later. You'll understand more later. You'll really like them. They're really quite funny. I already know that they approve of you, but its always nice to meet and talk in person or face to face or….well, in front of each other, at the very least."

Harry and Luna laughed, while Cedric looked between the two confused. Hopefully, he'd understand the obvious joke after meeting whoever they were talking about. The finally decided to sit down at one of the tables. Hufflepuff this time.

Nobody could tell what they were talking about. They could understand that it seemed that Harry was now dating both Lovegood, and Diggory, but after that, nothing made sense anymore. Nobody could ever understand what the girl said. Ravenclaws were being nosey and wondering what was going on. Slytherins were wondering if it would benefit them to know more about what was going on. Gryffindors thought that that the deserved to know what was going on. Hufflepuffs, sitting closes and around the trio, still didn't understand what was being said, but didn't mind too much because their fellow house mate was happy and finally dating their Savior and Boy-who-Lived. They were willing to either wait it out to find out or earn the right to know what was going on.

Nobody noticed that Percy Weasley was smiling in pride at the trio, except Oliver Wood, but he just thought he was smiling because their friend had finally gotten the Seeker to agree to go out with him. And he would be right to think that was why he was smiling, but the pride was not just that of watching a friend succeed, but that of watching your Lord succeed, and the little curse that he'd placed on one miss Cho Chang, to make her appearances drop imperceptibly every time she tried to talk to Cedric Diggory. He hair would become thinner and split, her face more blotched, her skin more rough and dry. It wasn't technically illegal, he just reversed the usual beautifying charms, and laid a subtle curse on her that would negate any beauty products or charms and spells she tried to do to cover it up.

He didn't feel bad about it, it was really very mild. As long as she left his Master's lover alone, she'd be fine. He was sure she was a nice girl, really, but his Master was better. His master deserved to have whoever and whatever he wanted. However, his master wanted people who liked him for himself and chose to hang out with him of their own free will, so he hadn't charmed the boy, as he knew that his master would not be pleased if he had. He probably wouldn't be too happy if he knew what he'd done to the girl either, but he didn't need to know. He was planning on removing the curse…eventually. Maybe at the end of the year? The more he thought about this, the more his smile drooped. He looked down and sighed. He was going to have to remove the curse at the very lease from the girl. The rest he could play off as a prank, but not having it be permanent would have to do. The charms and spells that'd placed on her and her materials would stay though. She did try to entice his Master's choice lover away. She deserved to be punished in some way. With this in mind, he looked back up, smiled, then went back to eating.

~o0o~

Harry was bored again. This was the problem with not having an enemy or nemesis in school with him. He didn't have anyone to argue with to entertain him. He was currently laying outside, watching the clouds float by. Thinking that he might make a trip to the Ministry to have Fudge suck up and talk him into firing Umbridge. Either that or he would speak with Lucius again. He'd gotten the older wizard to agree to his decision to not bond Draco to the Parkinson or Greengrass heirs. It wasn't even very hard. He'd just sat down across from him after arriving uninvited, unexpected, and unnoticed, to the Manor. Looked at the man and said that he'd heard of the plans and that he didn't think them wise. Lucius began blathering about how he 'absolutely agreed' and 'didn't know what he had been thinking of making such arrangements' after Harry got him to stop sucking up, he made mention that "It is really a shame really that you didn't seem to care about purity of character and mind more, Lucius. I would have loved to see Draco with Hermione Granger. She is quite brilliant and with the proper guidance and help, she could be astoundingly beautiful. A single charm to shrink her two front teeth, and the proper spells to tame her hair, she could easily be the single more beautiful girl in the school, aside from my lovely Luna of course. As she is a supposed muggleborn, she is obviously the actually heir of a thought to be extinct House. As I'm sure you are aware that the Muggleborn are in fact, the magical offspring of squibs. You were aware of this correct?" Harry had paused to look at the Malfoy Lord.

"Of course, my L-, I mean yes, I did indeed, young mister Potter." Lucius obviously lying and stopping from outright stating his allegiance to the young wizard.

Harry raised an eyebrow and hummed. "Hmm, of course. It would so please me if you would welcome the young miss Granger and provide gentle guidance from both yourself and Narcissa. She is a witch that thrives for knowledge. She practically devoured any book's knowledge. She is always eager to learn more. Bring her in under your wing and help her understand etiquette and the reasons behind them. She has a basic understanding of them so she won't be too difficult. She also comes from money from her 'muggle' family. While her parents work in the medical field, her grandparents have a Mansion, two Manors, three cottages and cabins, and one more chateau. All fully staffed with servants. They own a number hotel chains and wine vineyards. A stable of horses at one of the manors and another at the mansion. A golf course and tennis court at all locations. The mansion has a bowling alley, movie theater, three libraries, a Go-Kart track, a Pool, a Billiards table, and a number of other things. I believe if and when informed of magic, they would also add a Quidditch field. I believe they would either buy one of the teams or sponsor one. They have that kind of money. I understand that you do not understand or know what most of the things that I have mentioned are, as they are muggle entertainment and pastimes. However, I also hope you understand when I say that she comes from wealth so she is not completely ignorant of etiquette and manners for society. I believe she just needs a little help to understand Wizarding and pureblood etiquette. I hope you understand. I, personally, think that the union between Draco and Hermione would be glorious, one for the record books. Just let Draco know that you would approve of Miss Granger if he were to ever turn his attentions toward her. You could do that for me, right Lucius?"

The wizard in front of Harry was in a slight shock, he managed to keep it from his face, but his aura was pulsing and sparking and kind of waving. It was interesting to look at. He didn't take too long to school his mind into order and answer Harry. "I would be pleased to meet this bright young witch. I would also love to give my blessing to the union if it were to please you so. I would even write to Draco now to let him know that the former possible contracts were no longer being considered. Was there anything that I could do or get you, my- mister Potter?" Just stopping himself from saying My Lord once again. He was floored by the revelations and requests of one Harry Potter. Swallowing in his dry throat, he knew that he was going to welcoming a Mud-muggleborn into this family. He would tell Draco to pursue the witch, whether he wanted to or not. He would still like to meet the girl to earn such high praise from Potter. It did help that she came from good breeding, even if from muggles and Squibs. She should understand society niceties. It shouldn't be too difficult to form her into a proper future Lady of House Malfoy. Lucius was decided, however still being shocked and wanting to hyperventilate, he wouldn't show such weakness in front Harry Potter.

The conversation had been fairly short, but had gotten what he had set out to do and promised. Now Harry was wondering if he should go back to talk with and mess with Lucius or not. He was leaning more towards the trip to the Ministry, but that also didn't seem that great. He didn't want to bring extra attention to himself from the Minister and Undersecretary just yet. Next year during the Tournament he already knew he'd get all the attention he would need, and he would be adding to it then when announcing his Lordship of all his Houses. He wouldn't mention his being Master of Death until the end of the year afterwards. He had it all planned out. Which meant he couldn't go to the Ministry at this point in time either.

Heaving a heavy sigh, Harry thought about whether he should interrupt Cedric's studying or not. Probably not. Another sigh. He was so bored. It was nice to finally have some peace, but it was wearing down on him not that he was so very close to the end of all of this nonsense. Once he destroyed Voldy, he'd get married, FINALLY have sex and lose his virginity for the first time in two lifetimes. After that, he knew that he'd let death go crazy and get his revenge and vengeance on everyone on his 'list', and then just leave and go to some other world or dimension and have fun and cause some chaos. He would also have to help out wherever he finally landed, but it had to be better than dealing with the insanity of the Wizarding world. And he would come back again…someday. Probably. He just wanted to finally do something and go somewhere different. He's had to relive everything here, even with some very lovely changes this time around. Even so, he wanted to go somewhere wholly different and exciting.

However, he wouldn't be able to do any of that until after he finished off Lord Voldy Riddle, and he couldn't do that until next year. It was all this waiting that was going to kill him. He couldn't even mess with too much more than he already had. Crouch Jr. would help out the moldy baby Voldemort, Wormtail was already out, so Barty would probably be the one to give up his flesh in the ritual…if it got that far. He hadn't decided on how to end all of this yet, he'd probably just play it by ear. He had a year to figure it out still.

So that left Harry where he was currently. Bored. There was nothing for Harry to handle or take care of, help, help stop, or do to cause mayhem and chaos. Thinking back to what had happened so far and last time as well, he remember something that cause Harry to sit up quickly. There WAS in fact something that he could do. He had to go find Hermione. Wherever and whenever she was. She was going to make good on the bet. No studying or books, just rest and relaxation. Oh, it was going to be absolute torture for her. Harry laughed his way back to the castle. He was about to help out a friend and drive her nuts at the same time. It was going to be absolutely brilliant.

~~o0o~~HP~~o0o~~

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! Stop it this instant! Return my books and papers, Harry! I have too much to do right now. I don't have time for this right now Harry! Un-whatever it is you did to my books and give them back. Now." The screaming from one kind hearted, bookworm drew both attention and fear from all who heard it. Not knowing if they should go and be witness to the Saviour's obvious soon to be murder, or if they should run in fear of becoming the next target.

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor commons, the Boy-Who-Lived, stood still. Not showing any of his former laughter, nor his current terror. He might be immortal and Master of Death, but Hermione was scary. Especially when it came to books, learning, or things of that nature. In hindsight, it probably wasn't the best idea to simply vanish all her books and assignments before talking to her. Nor was it wise to do all of this before removing her wand from her first.

Harry just smiled weakly and innocently as he could. "Hermione. I am just calling in the price for the bet. But first, while we are alone, please hand over the time-turner so that you do not try to cheat and study before the proper time allowed. Not that it would matter really. I won't return the materials until tomorrow. If I come across you studying during this time, I will add on a day and spell not only you but the castle herself to make ALL books disappear when within six feet of you. You need to rest anyways. You have stopped eating, you've skipped the last three days of meals. You grabbing an apple and slice of bread and drinking a single glass of juice is not enough to classify as a meal, nor is it enough for a whole day. So, since you cannot take care of yourself, I am going to make you take the TIME to breath, eat, and sleep that you should have been already. In the remaining time, I will be taking you shopping. There will be no books or quills or parchment being bought on this trip. Only the most frivolous things. Dresses, jewelry, hair care, skin care, shoes, cloaks, robes, accessories, nick-knacks, bits and bobbles." Everything that she would hate to take and spend her time on, or spend her money on. She would hate it.

Hermione was shocked silent. The screaming stopped and her hair was slowly settling down from floating around her and sparking with wild magic. She was calming down. Probably even exhausted herself out a little bit, what with not restoring her energy by not eating or sleeping. The bags under her eyes were heavy and dark, her skin paler than normal or healthy, and she was swaying a little from side-to-side, with light tremors racking her body. She looked to be about to pass out at any second. While stubborn, she was at least honest, so she just nodded. No matter how reluctantly. Sitting down on the sofa and handing the time-turner to Harry. Trusting him and no one else with it. He wouldn't abuse it she was sure. Within seconds, of settling back, she had passed out without another word.

Harry was a bit worried. He was expecting more of a fight from his friend. The fact that she didn't and gave in so easily, after a small token amount of intense yelling, just proved that she was in bad shape. He was sure that she knew she wouldn't be able to fight him or succeed in getting him to return her things, but to not fight at all, that worried Harry. She was… spirited and… intense. Normally. Now though, she seemed small and vulnerable.

Harry sighed once more. This time in disappointment at himself. He should have noticed sooner how she was fairing. He will have to get the group to keep an eye on her this year. Harry picked her up to carry her to the Hospital Wing, when he thought about it. He instead asked Hogwarts to create a room for him to tend to his brilliant and foolish friend.

Setting her down on the bed in the newly made and furnished room, he stepped back and sat down on a very comfortable lounge chair. He watched over her for a few hours to make sure she was going to be alright. He finally got up, setting up a few wards and charms to monitor her. He also charged Fawkes to keep watch over her.

In his room, he locked up all of Hermione's things in his trunk. He'd keep them until she was fully recovered. There was no way he was going to let her sneak some studying in before she was better. He'd tell Draco what happened and have him stick to her. He could have Theo stay close to her in any of the classes that they share. Either way he was going to make sure his friend took better care of herself, or else he'd make sure that someone took care of her. She was his best friend and sister. She'd stuck by his side throughout everything, especially when they had been hunting for Voldy's soul pieces. They'd been camping in the middle of nowhere, Ron had abandoned them, they had run out of food, they had no idea what they were looking for, or where to look, and she never let him give up hope. She had always looked out for him like a older sister, now he was going to return the favor and take care of her this time.

Getting himself settled in bed, Harry read through a few of the books that Hogwarts library didn't carry, nor would the occupants of the castle approved of.

Ancient Elven magic. Life, Death, Nature, Spirit, Dark, and Light elven magic. While Harry could do many things as Master of Death, and had learned every form of magic that wizards had, he still wanted to find the few things that he hadn't seen before. Elven magic was one of those things. Dragon magic was another. At the moment he was looking through the books and scrolls that the High and Dark Elves had left behind. He knew the had abandoned this world long ago, having seen how things looked to be turning out. He figured he'd come across them at some point in the future, so he might as well learn their language, history, customs, etiquette, and magic.

If nothing else, it should help take his mind off of Hermione and relax enough to get some sleep.

~o0o~

At the end of the year, of a very boring year, on the train ride home, Harry was sitting with his friends in between Luna and Cedric who had come to sit with him. 'Percy' sat across from him, the twin on his right, and Hermione and Draco on his left. Theo and Neville sat on Luna's other side, with Susan on Cedric's. The compartment was fairly packed. It would have been suffocating without magic to expand it.

"Are you ready for your interviews Percy? I managed to secure you three interviews, but any others will be up to you. I am confident that you'll do great."

"Thank you Harry. I have prepared as much as I can. I am confident that I will be offered at least one of the positions. I would accept nothing less. I would like to know when I can drop this mask, though."

Have you gotten your own place yet? When in the privacy of your own place, behind strong wards, you may drop the act. You may also drop it in its entirely at the end of next year. I have plans that will come to completion at that point."

"Alright. Thank you Harry. Yes, I have acquired a place of residence. If you ever need some place to stay, I have an extra room set up for you."

"Uh, thanks Perc. That is great news. Thank you for the invitation and spare room. I'll keep it in mind."

And just like that, Percy (Ig) sat up even straighter than before. Looking proud and smug, glazed-eyed and happy. Harry still didn't fully understand what went on in the young man's head, but his intentions and loyalty was still true to him, so he just decided to ignore any oddities to boy had.

"Do you have plans for the summer, Harry?" This got the attention from his friends around him. Throwing his arms over and around Luna and Cedric, Harry answered honestly, after putting up privacy wards and silent spell of secrecy.

"I plan to move my family out of the country with enough money live easily after changing their identities. I am also going to be speaking with the Goblins to get some rings made for these two. Next, I'll start planning a Christmas wedding. By Halloween, I will reveal all of my Lordships and that I plan to marry Luna and Cedric. At the end of the year, I will reveal another, much more surprising and important secret. I will reveal that I am the Master of Death."

As if to prove a point, Death dark orbed in. "Was there anything you needed Master?"

"No. All is fine right now Death. I was just telling everyone here what I plan to do this Summer and next year."

"Ah, yes. Alright. Very well." And he melted and faded away. That was a new one. Death was getting more creative in his disappearances.

Harry settled in to get some rest in the silent and shocked compartment. He had to figure out how he was going to get all of his pets and familiars, as well as his spouses, and select friends to come with him through a portal to a new a different dimension, world, or universe. As he was pondering on this, his friends were lost in their own thoughts.

The purebloods were thinking about how the Hallows weren't just a children's story and how they knew the Master of Death. Hermione was thinking about the possibilities and consequences of this revelation. Susan was surprised, wondering if his Godfather knew about this. Percival Ignatius was only thinking about how wonderful and powerful his Lord and Master was. Knowing that Harry was amazing and glorious before didn't compare to his thoughts now. Now he KNEW that Harry was not just his Lord, Master, and Saviour, he was his God. He was his Deity.

Harry didn't know what his friends were thinking, nor did he care to ask or find out. He was exhausted from such a boring and lackluster year. He was actually looking forward to facing the Death Eaters. He only hoped that he could talk Lucius out of joining his fellow Death Eaters at the World Cup. He'd have to 'subtly' insist that he did not do so.