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Well, here goes… Chapter 9

Harry sighed as he walked down the hallway, trying to avoid any attention. He went over the conversation with Gaia as he walked, questions running through his head, making him more and more confused.

How do I know that this is real? What if it's a trap? His more logical side argued, bringing up one of the most prominent point.

Why would it be a trap? His other side argued, I am not that important, if anyone is going to be led into a trap, it would be Adam.

True…Maybe whoever this is wants to use us as bait.

Bait? Our so-called 'kidnapper' than needs to get its information straighten – my family wouldn't come after me, knowing them they would probably say it is too dangerous.

So what to do?

Harry sighed again; you know you have a problem when you start arguing with yourself.

Harry leaned against the wall, trying to clear his head. "What to do? What to do?"

"Personally I would not stand outside the common room, unless of course you want to return to the hospital wing, because I know for certain that Madam Pomfrey did not release you." A voice said behind him, making him jump. Turning around he tried to smile at Professor Snape, but didn't quite make it.

"Professor you scared me."

"Yes I could see that. Now what are you doing outside of the hospital wing?"

Harry shrugged, "I just don't like hospital wings." Snape nodded looking a little concern when he saw Harry's tired eyes.

"Follow me." Harry nodded and followed Professor Snape to his office. Harry didn't notice where they were until they came upon a portrait of a man, standing over a cauldron.

"Good day Salazar." Professor Snape said, stopping in front of the portrait.

"Good day Severus, working on any good potions today?" Salazar looked up from his potion to and caught sight of Harry, standing behind the professor. "And who is this?"

"Salazar, this is one of my Slytherins, Harry Potter. Harry, this is Salazar Slytherin." Harry's eyes widen and he nodded in greeting towards Salazar.

"It is pleasure to meet you, sir." I thought all his portraits were destroyed.

"And you as well, dear boy. Imagine my surprise when I learned that a Potter, a descendent of Godric Gryffindor has been sorted into my noble house. Absolutely amazing." Salazar said, looking down at Harry.

"Er- Thank you sir."Salazar smirked down at him

"And look at me here talking as you wait to enter. How silly of me, password?

"Moonstone" The portrait swung open and Snape pushed Harry is. "This is my office, now that you know the password; I'll trust that you won't take advantage of my hospitality."

"I won't sir." Snape nodded before grabbing to one of the many vials that lined the walls and handing it to Harry, "drink this."

Harry obediently unscrew the lid and gulped it down, "What was that?"

"Pepper-up. There are some things that we need to talk about." Harry quickly sat in one of the chairs that the Professor pointed at and looked at him.

"What do we need to talk about, sir?" Harry asked confused, watching Snape sit in the chair opposite of his.

"I will get It seems that the Dark Lord has taken an interest to you. I feel that I need to warn you to what it may entitle in the near future. The Dark Lord is extremely possessive of what he claims to be his; this includes servants, pets, objects, and most recently, you."

"Me?"

"It is my duty as the Head of Slytherin to protect you and all the others; however, I am afraid that there is nothing I can do."

"What would it entitle?"

"That I cannot answer, though I wish I can. I just urge you to be careful.

"I will sir." Harry stood up to leave before pausing, "Uh- sir? Can I ask you something?"

"Very well."

"When I was unconscious, I heard someone talking to me, saying she was magic herself…" Harry trailed off, unsure how to ask what he needed."

"Said she was magic? Did she by any chance give you a name?" Harry could barely see a layer of curiosity and concern.

"Yes, sir, it was Gaia."

Professor Snape nodded, "hmm... interesting." He whispered to himself. "What exactly were her orders?"

"Sir? I'm afraid I don't under-"

"Orders, Mr. Potter, surely I do not need to explain something as simple as that."

"No sir, she just said that I have a week to prepare."

"Prepare for what?"

"Time traveling." Professor Snape nodded and leaned back in his chair, nursing his drink he still has in his hand. His eyes were focused on something behind Harry, something only he could see as he reflects what has been said. "Sir, what should I do?"

"I'm not sure." Professor Snape stood up and walked over to the bookshelf that was behind his desk and grabbed an old looking book. "For the next week keep all your belongings with you at all time, I also suggest that you go to the library and copy as many books as you can. I will be giving you unrestricted accessed to the restricted section, I hope you do not abuse this privilege."

"I won't sir, and thank you." Professor Snape nodded and dismissing Harry from the office.

"Ah Severus, there you are. I have been looking everywhere for you." Professor Snape looked up from his work and glared at the headmaster standing in the door way. "Come now, wipe that glare off of your face, you are late to the teacher meeting."

"Albus-"

"And you will attend; I will not take any of your excuses."

"Fine, when is the meeting?"

"Right now, come along." Mumbling under his breath Professor Snape stood up and followed Dumbledore down the hall.

Walking into the teacher lounge, Professor Snape almost turned around and left, the only chair that was left was next to James Potter.

"Well, now that all of is here, I think we should get down to business…" and for the next few hours they talked about grades, student achievement and more. Just your average teacher meeting, however in the last hour things started to get interesting.

"How are the potter boys doing in their classes?"

Potter boys? You just want to know about bloody Adam." Professor Snape thought, biting his tongue to prevent it slipping out.

"Well, Adam is a little behind." Professor McGonagall started but was interrupted by Professor Sprout.

"'A little behind'? He has not turned in any of the essays I assigned; he isn't doing any class work. And I caught him copying Ms. Grangers work."

"I have to agree with Pomona," Professor Flitwick continued, "Adam Potter has done nothing in my class expect distract the other students, if he does not change I will be forced to kick him out."

"Surely he is not that bad." Professor Dumbledore said, shooting the James and Lily Potter a look to keep them quiet.

"Oh believe me Albus, it is."

"But it is perfectly understandable." Dumbledore said, moving his twinkling eyes passed every person in the room.

"Perfectly understandable?" hissed Professor Sprout.

"Young Adam Potter has a lot of responsibility and a lot on his shoulders, for the moment we cannot ask much of him."

"We are not, as you say, 'asking much of him' just completing his work like all the other students, but enough of this. You asked about Adams Brother, Harry didn't you? Well he is a different case altogether."

"What do you mean?"

"Simple, he is powerful, that much is clear." Professor Sprout continued, "He also does all of his work in the class with no problem, I don't think it is challenging him enough. Perhaps we should put him in some more difficult classes-"

"Absolutely not," Lily Potter interrupted. "We need to focus on Adams magical education not Harry's. Or in case you forget it is Adam not Harry that is meant to destroy You-Know-Who."

"So you want us to destroy a child's education?"

"Not at all."Professor Dumbledore interrupted placing a hand on Lily's shoulder to calm her, "We just need to make sure that Adam gets everything that is required for him to learn how to defeat Voldemort and that can't be done if young Harry is getting special attention."

Professor Snape growled, surprising them all. "Severus?" McGonagall asked concern.

"You are all fools. You are making a huge mistake and one day you will regret it." With that said Professor Snape stood up and walked out of the room intent on finding Harry.

The week he had to prepare went by quickly. Harry decided to follow Professor Snape suggestions and carried his processions everywhere he went.

"There you are Mr. Potter; I have been looking for you." Harry smiled up at Snape.

"What can I do for you Professor?"

"Follow me." Snape led Harry to an unused room and shut the door. "Are you carrying your processions around?"

"Yes sir."

"Good." He reached into his cloak and grabbed a small bag. "This is an un-filling bag, it will hold whatever you want and it will always have room for more. Currently I have put books about potions, transfiguration, charms, defense against the dark arts, healing, spell weaving, dark arts and light arts. I also provided ever-filling jars of potions supplies."

"Thank you sir, I do not know how to thank you."

"Just tell no one where you got that from." Harry nodded and watch Snape quietly left the room. Interesting, but this will help me in the future.

"Harry Potter", Harry was walking in the hallway when he first heard the whispers.

"Who's there?" Harry looked around and seeing no one there he pulled out his wand and continued walking.

"Harry Potter it is time." Walking even faster he turned the corner and walked into the Great Hall and relaxed when he saw that it was full.

No one would attack in this crowded of a place. He thought as he walked over to the Slytherin table and nodded to his classmates.

"Hey Harry is everything okay?" Draco asked

"Fine, just didn't get enough sleep last night." Draco nodded and continues eating.

"It is time…It is time." The voices started chanting and before long all Harry could hear are the voices. He didn't notice Draco or Blaise shaking him or Draco calling for Professor Snape. He didn't even notice the light forming in the center of the Great Hall, only the voices getting louder and louder. Then it stopped and Harry could hear everything.

Students were screaming as they tried to get out of the way of the ball of light that was moving over to the Slytherin Table. The Professors were throwing spells at the ball, trying to stop it but every spell was absorbed. It started moving faster. Students screamed as the ball started to grow and move faster, they flung themselves out of the way, but Harry couldn't move.

"It is time." He whispered as the ball of light surrounds him "It is time." The light started to glow brighter and brighter causing everyone to shield their eyes. When they were able to look again the ball of light was gone…but so was Harry Potter.