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UPDATE March 26, 2010 1:58 AM: please scroll to the bottom for further news.

Chapter 2- Delays

Harry really had wanted to meet with the seer, whomever it may be, but a few things put a set back in his plan. The first being that he didn't want to meet with this person unless someone he knew he could trust was on guard duty. Who knew what Dumbledore would do if he so much as suspected Harry had plans of maybe attending another school? The second was that he'd been quite suddenly given more chores. It was a blessing and curse all at the same time. A blessing because he didn't have to stay in his room the whole time, a curse because he couldn't exactly do as he wanted at the moment. Though to be perfectly honest when had he even been able to do as he wanted?

He let his thoughts take him away from the moment and worked on the weeding. Sometimes he almost thought the weeds were out to get him. There seemed to be more and more every year. Almost as if they were waiting to be pulled by- he slowed in the motions of weeding and listened. There was a shuffle again. He looked through the corner of his eye first to his left then to his right. Nothing. He went back to weeding, much slower now, and kept and ear out. He didn't hear the shuffle again for some time and then he heard it directly behind him. Thinking quickly he moved to the side just as something hit the roses flattening them. He heard someone cursing and knew who it was.

"Snape?" he hissed making sure his aunt was nowhere near the windows.

"Potter." he knew that growl anywhere. Harry resisted the urge to chuckled.

"You're the one who fell into a rose bush, not me." Harry told him a bit mockingly. He stepped back when he felt a shift in the air and knew he had been about to be kicked. After years, practically his whole life you know, of avoiding things like arms, sticks, and legs that wanted to hit him, he knew when to move. It was handy especially when dueling more than one opponent. He brought his mind back to the present in time to see the roses seem significantly less flat. Snape was up then.

"Brat." Snape scowled, how Harry knew that with not being able to see him he Harry didn't know.

"So you've told me time and again." Harry said. "So its you today."

"How observant." Snape caustically.

"Aren't I though." Harry was glad to finally have some company, even if it was his dour potions professor. He could almost see Snape rolling his eyes. He blinked no he HAD seen Snape do it! "Your potion is wearing off."

"I'll have you know the potion will not wear off until such time as I take the antidote." Snape said in a matter of fact way.

"Well then explain to me why I can see you." Harry asked crossing his arms obstinately.

Snape frowned, see the potion had to be wearing off!, and looked at Harry. "You can see me Potter?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Well obviously since I'm telling you your potion is wearing off."

"No Potter only you can see me." Snape said.

"Boy!" Harry whipped around and looked at the house.

"Yes Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked holding back his distain.

"Come here now." she punctuated her order by pointing down.

Harry made his way to her slowly. "Yes Aunt?"

"Cease talking to yourself immediately. I will not have the neighbors thing we're odd in some way." she hissed at him.

Harry blinked. He hadn't been- "I'm n- of course Aunt Petunia."

Petunia gave him the evil eye before going back inside. Harry made his way back to his potions professor slowly. "So your potion isn't wearing off." he muttered to his professor.

"Which is what I've been saying." Snape told him smartly. "You can see through my invisibility potion."

Harry was floored. "How is that possible?"

"I'm not certain." and Snape hated to admit it too. "I will look into it."

"And you'll speak of this to no one." Harry looked Snape dead in the eye his emerald eyes swirling.

Snape snorted though inwardly he was stunned. That power… he would need to rethink some of his choices. "Speak of what?"

After that they were somewhat amicable but each were thinking of this new development. They had no time to talk, or think, or letters or meetings with Seers. This new development, as it could perhaps cause some difficulty, was more pressing. Once Snape was gone Mundungus took his place but Harry went inside quickly. He wasn't supposed to have seen Mundungus either! What was going on? How was he doing this? He needed answers. The letter suddenly flashed in his mind. Just as an owl soared through his bedroom window. He made sure Dung didn't notice and took the letter.

'Harry,

I understand that this may come as a surprise to you-' he continued reading the letter and the more he read the more he realized that he needed to know more. More about Magic School, more about himself, more about well everything. If what he was reading was right, she could help him. The Seer could help him and he needed all the help he could get.

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UPDATE March 26, 2010 1:58 AM: I apologize to anyone who has this fic on their alert lists. Unfortunately I myself won't be continuing this fic but I am putting it up for adoption. If anyone is interested PM me or even review. Again I apologize for this hideously long wait and such disappointing news. [Maybe LOL] Anyone interested in continuing this fic with intent to complete it let me know.