Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!

Authors note: I can't express how sorry I am right now. I was fully prepared to update this story as often as I could. But life as many people know sucks. This entire year has been horrible. Right after my grounding ended I found out that my grandmother has breast cancer. Always comes as a shock but in my family it was just another horrible thing to happen. My family has lost 4 people close to us from the deadly illness in just a matter of ten years. But I have faith. Then as luck would have it the DAMN economy is ruining my mother and fathers business. We own a restaurant and it's closing this Saturday. I'm not making any of this up. It's just my explanation. My family was just a little more important than this story at the time. But I'm back.

"Did you make sure to brush your hair?" Lily Potter asked her son as he was getting ready to portkey to the Flamels Castle. Harry rolled his eyes and sighed, "Yes mum, twice." Lily nodded approvingly at him but suddenly licked her thumb and wiped her son's chin of the dirt that was only visible to her eyes.

"Ewww, mum." Harry whined and wiped his face of the saliva with the back of his sleeve.

Lily smiled at him; she gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked with him to the fireplace. "Have fun Harry and make sure to use your manners when talking to the Flamels..." She told him.

"I will." Harry promised. James walked into the room and asked, "Harry, how are you getting to the Flamels? It's said that their castle is untraceable." Harry knew exactly where the Flamels lived; he spent a lot of time there in his time training until exhaustion with Uncle Nick.

"Portkey Dad." He said simply. James nodded his head with a long "Oh, clever."

After letting his mother try to smooth his hair out for the third time he said his good byes and gave a quick kiss to both of the Lily's and his sisters and grabbed the blue button that was the portkey, with a single touch Harry was gone.

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"Oof." Harry grunted as he hit the ground right next to the Flamels beautiful gold gate with flower designs in them. He stood up and saw mud on his left side, "Brilliant. Hate these damn portkeys." He muttered. He waved his hand across the mud and it disappeared.

Beyond the gate was the mile long spiral drives way leading up to the beautiful Flamel Castle. The castle rested on a large cliff overlooking a large green forest where they had horse barn. The memories mixed in Harry's mind and he had to smile. Harry sighed, 'Merlin I missed this place.'

Harry grew if possible even more exited with every step leading up to the castle. Owls were peering down at his from their spots sitting on the windows. He was finally going to see Uncle Nick, the one man who was there for Harry after Sirius fell through the Veil at the Department of Mysteries. Harry felt himself become guilty at the thought of losing Sirius and quickly said to himself, 'Stop that! Sirius is fine, he has a family that loves him and is alive. That's in the past. This is now.'

Sooner than he expected Harry was face to face with the beautiful French wood door. Harry gathered up his courage and knocked on the door with the big marble handle. Steps echoed in the distance and the big door opened to reveal a small, bald and chubby looking man with big blue sea eyes.

"Good Morning." The man greeted kindly but looked Harry up and down as if seeing if he was trustful enough to enter. The man had an uncanny ability to tell if a person was trustful or a liar.

Harry had the urge to hug his old friend Darwin who was the Butler for the Flamels since the beginning. Darwin always was the voice of reason in the house and kept the castle unnaturally cleans like Aunt Petunia's house. The Flamels trusted him with everything and loved him so much that unbeknownst to the rest of the world they shared a third of the Sorcerers Stone with him. Harry smiled at the man, "Good Morning."

"Mr. and Mrs. Flamel are waiting for you in the living room. Follow me please." Harry walked side by side with the waddling man for at least two minutes through the wide and tall never ending hallway. Finally they opened a door that showed the Flamels sitting comfortably. Perenelle looked beautiful as always and had her beautiful long black hair tied up into an elegant bun, showing her smooth long neck. Standing next to her was her husband Nicholas Flamel the tall handsome dark haired man. Nicholas looked to be in his mid thirties and dressed in black silk robes.

"Hello Harry Potter." Nicholas said kindly. Harry nodded his head and replied politely, "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Flamel it's nice to finally meet you."

"Not the first time for you." Perenelle said to Harry with a smile.

They all laughed quietly breaking the ice and tension in the room. Harry sat down with the three and slowly started to tell them of his life in his dimension. Every now and then they would gasp at what he told them like his experience with the Sorcerers Stone and the Basilisk. All of a sudden at the end when Harry was talking about Ginny's death and started choking up Perenelle quickly came to him and wrapped her arms around him in a motherly way.

"Thank you." Harry murmured quietly. "So anyway that's about everything that happened. Now I have to talk to you about Horcruxes." The three shivered and Perenelle gasped at the horrible term but Harry continued.

"I need help to destroy them. Voldemort has seven and I know which ones they are, it's the only way I can destroy him. Most of the year I'll be in school and I won't be able to find and destroy them in time. I need your help." Harry said softly.

Nicholas gazed at him softly and said firmly with determination in his eyes, "Of course."

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Soon Christmas Holiday ended and Harry was leaving for Hogwarts again. It took a few days for everyone to get back into the routine of school but it always is. A few weeks later when Harry was walking around the seventh floor about to enter the Room of requirement to relax he was facing the door and the door suddenly opened.

Nymphadora Tonks walked out of the room looking worse for wear; she looked a little disappointed and stared at the floor. Harry stepped out of the shadow, "Hey Tonks." Harry greeted.

Tonks screamed, "AHHHH!!" She turned around quickly and tripped over her own feet and fell flat on her bum. Harry jumped into action and kneeled down to her level, "Are you okay?" Harry asked concerned.

Nymphadora Tonks had to catch her breath. She had just come from another unsuccessful training session in the recently discovered room of requirement. Her life long dream was to become an auror for the Ministry of Magic, it didn't hurt that her cousin was one of the best aurors in England along with his best friend. But Tonks wanted to earn her way into the ministry with her skills; she did not want anything handed to her.

These thoughts were far from Tonk's mind as she looked up at the gorgeous second year hovering above her with a concerned look on his face. 'Ohhh God.' Tonks groaned in her mind, 'Why does he have to be so damn beautiful?' She came out of her daze and slowly came back to reality, 'I'm on the ground on my ass in a non-flattering position in front of my crush...wonderful.'

Tonks cheeks turned beet red and tried to remember what he said and stuttered, 'Y-yeah I'm okay." Harry let out a breath of relief. He offered her his hand which she took gratefully. "What were you doing in the Room of Requirement?" Tonks was surprised, 'He already knows about the room?'

"Oh nothing, I uh was just training." She said shyly. Harry looked at her curiously with his head cocked to the side, "Training for what?" He asked. "For the auror academy." She answered.

Harry faked surprise, "Oh you want to be an auror?" Tonks nodded to him, "Yeah. It's my dream"

"How's it going?" Harry asked. Tonks blushed and muttered quietly, "Not very well, I'm not good at dodging spells. Cause of my clumsiness you know? And that is a really crucial part of being an auror. Course you would know with your dad and all."

Harry pondered in his head for a moment, "Do you want me to help you with that? I'm pretty good at defense against the dark arts even though the teacher is a pansy."

Tonks face lit up and she jumped up and down, "Oh thank you Harry that would be so wonderful." And from then on every other day in the room of requirement Harry and Tonks would meet up for two hours of grueling and hard lessons in physical combat and dueling for Tonks to be ready for the work to become an auror.

Soon it was the dreaded Valentines Day and Lockhart was practically skipping down towards the Great Hall that morning. The walls were all covered with large pink flowers. Worse were heart-shaped confetti was falling from the pale blue ceiling.

"I'm going to be ill." Ron mumbled as he looked around.

"Oh no!" Alex moaned. He pointed to the teachers' table, apparently too disgusted to speak. Lockhart, wearing pink robes to match the decorations and a pink beret on, was waving for silence. The teachers on either side of him were looking stony-faced. Snape looked as though someone had just fed him a large beaker of Skele-Gro.

"It's official, I am in Hell." Alex said disgusted and Ron looked like he swallowed a vomit flavored bean. Of course, all the girls seemed to be overcome with the giggles.

Harry leaned over to Hermione and said to her, "It looks like someone just hosed this place down with Pepto Bismo." Hermione snorted and covered her mouth at the unladylike sound.

Lockhart was practically skipping to the front of the hall. When Lockhart was in the center of attention Harry discreetly waved his hand in a leg locker curse and Lockhart fell flat on his beautiful fake face. The students laughed as Lockhart tried to get up quickly but only made himself look more idiotic. His coiffed hair was messed up.

After he did a flip of his hair he put himself together and announced, "Attention! Attention! Can everybody see me? Good. Now Happy Valentine's Day!" The girls cheered enthusiastically while the boys grumbled under their breath.

"Now here is my valentine to you all." Lockhart clapped his hands and through the doors to the entrance hall marched a dozen dwarfs. Not just any dwarfs, however. Lockhart had them all wearing golden wings and carrying harps. They looked like ugly cupids.

"My card-carrying cupids!" beamed Lockhart. "They will be traveling around the school today to deliver your valentines! I'm sure my colleagues will want to enter into the spirit of the occasion! Why not ask Professor Snape to show you how to whip up a Love Potion! And while you're at it, Professor Flitwick knows more about Entrancing Enchantments than any wizard I've ever met, the sly old dog!"

Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands. Snape was looking as though the first person to ask him for a Love Potion would be force-fed poison.

"Now I have my gifts to you." Harry said to the girls. "You're giving us valentines?" Ginny asked.

Harry nodded with a grin. He looked into his bag and pulled out boxes for Hermione, Yuna and Ginny. The girls laughed and opened the boxes to find that though the boxes were small, Harry placed a charm on them to have more space inside. The boxes were full with flowers, chocolates and perfumes.

"While you look at those, I'll go hand out the rest." He stood up from the table and walked down the table where Tonks was sitting with her friends. Her back was turned to him and he tapped her shoulder lightly. She turned around with a puzzled look that quickly turned into a smile when she saw who it was.

"Wotcher Harry!" She greeted.

"Hey Tonks. Happy Valentines day." Harry handed her the box and Tonks smiled wide. Her friends giggled at the joy on her face. Typically it would be social suicide to be friends with second years but Harry seemed so mature and he was one of the only boys the girls could talk to who they knew would not try to make a move on them.

Harry passed out the rest of his Valentines to Luna, Padma and Blaise. Harry caught Aeris Fudge looking at him when he was talking to Padma. She was sitting with Cho Chang and her group of friends but she looked very tired.

When Harry handed Blaise her valentine the Slytherin's were shocked when they saw the smile that could light up a sky. But the smile was short lived when they heard a familiar sneer next to them.

"Resorting to Half bloods for friends Zabini? Father thought your family was honorable. It appears he was wrong." Malfoy said with a scowl.

Blaise turned to him with a scowl and bit back with a retort," Why doesn't your father go and bribe another ministry official. Everyone knows that's how he works. Your father is vile." Malfoy jumped up from the table and growled, "How dare you! How dare you even speak of him you Blood traitor."

At this point Harry stood up and leaned over the table and said quietly to the blonde, "Sit down. You stupid little boy." This little boy was starting to annoy him with all of his pig-headedness. He needed to get smacked around a bit. Harry grabbed Blaise's hand and brought her to sit with him at the Gryffindor table. By the end of the meal there were about fifty valentines in front of before the break fast was over he had one more thing to do.

Harry got off the bench and walked up to where Professor McGonagall and Professor Sinistra were sitting at the head table. "Mr. Potter? What are you doing up here?" McGonagall asked him. Professor Sinistra seemed confused as well.

"Why, I am here to give valentines to my two favorite professors." He handed them their boxes and leapt down from the stage their table was on. Harry looked back and it seemed that the two women could not form words. This boy was a charmer, just like his father. When Harry got back to the table Alex threw a muffin at him, "Suck up." He smirked playfully and Harry just shrugged, "What can I say? I have a way with women."

Yuna thought to herself with a sigh, 'you don't know the half of it.' She was only eleven years old yet she already knew who her mate was. She didn't want to tell him because she feared he might feel rushed into it. Before the breakfast was over Lockhart spoke again. "And may I thank the forty-six people who have so far sent me cards! Yes, I love you all!"

"Please, Hermione, tell me you weren't one of the forty-six," said Harry as they left the Great Hall for their first lesson. Hermione suddenly became very interested in searching her bag for her schedule and didn't answer.

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It was about 3Am and Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak and Marauders map and exited the room. He was going to patrol the hallways just to make sure there would be no activity without him knowing. While he was walking in the hall he saw something odd.

"Sir Nicholas? Are you alright?" Harry called out politely. Sir Nicholas was sitting on a giant candleholder suspended in the air looking more depressed than a dead ghost should. He twisted his head to look at Harry.

"Ah…Harry Potter. Nice to see you again. A bit late is it not?" He said sadly. He was waving his tight covered legs back and forth in a much unsophisticated fashion. His dashing plumed hat was sitting on his head crooked.

"May I ask what is wrong sir?" Harry said as he made is way over to the transparent man.

"My request to join the Headless Hunt has been denied… again. I swear that Sir Patrick Delaney-Podmore has it out for me." He let out a huge sigh that had a bit of mist leak out of his mouth. "Who is he?" Harry asked.

Nick seemed to become angry, "Only the damned leader of the headless hunt. Excuse my language. I have every right to be in that hunt yet the man hates me."

"Mmm." Harry murmured. "I am very sorry to hear that. May I ask Sir why have you not removed your head completely?"

"Because a regular sword would only pass through me. It would require a ghostly sword, which as many know is very hard to find these days." He seemed to deflate. But then Harry remembered the Bloody Baron. "The Bloody Baron does, sir. Why not get him to take it off the rest of the way?" He inquired.

Nick looked introspective for a moment, before shaking his head. "The Bloody Baron, Mr. Potter, would not help me. He never speaks; I have only heard him speak maybe once in the four hundred years I have lived In Hogwarts." He sighed. "It was a good idea, though."

Harry ran his hand through his hair. A common sign he was thinking. "I might have an idea... What would you be willing to do in order to join the Headless hunt?"

Nick floated closer. "Almost anything, Mr. Potter. What do you have in mind?"

"Walk with me, Sir Nicholas." The ghost hopped down from his spot and floated next to Harry slowly, Harry could feel the air become cold around him. "Risk is part of the game if you wanna sit in the chair.

"Myrtle? You in here?" Harry called out. "I'd like to speak to you."

Mrytle floated out of her stall quickly, her eyes still wet and flooded from crying. "This is a GIRL'S bathroom. You're a BOY! Go away!" She screamed.

"Nice to see you too Myrtle." Harry said sarcastic. Myrtle's angry transparent face suddenly changed into a sheepish expression when she caught sight of Harry. Harry bet if she was able she would be blushing.

Sir Nicholas how ever looked affronted and straightened up his back and puffed out his chest, "Madame, I don't know if you have any idea who I am but if not, I am Sir Nicholas Mimsy DePortingotn. And I-" But he was cut off.

Myrtle glared at him and said, "I don't care who you are. But who might I ask are you?" She almost purred.

Alright I'll turn on the charm. Harry smirked. He said in a velvet voice, "I am Harry Potter. Please to meet you miss." He smiled softly. Myrtle let out a girlish giggle and said, "Well pleased to meet you Harry Potter. I am Myrtle, I haunt this bathroom." She said proudly.

"And it is a very lovely bathroom. Though lovely it is not my purpose for being here. I have a favor to ask of you Myrtle. Would you mind, if it is not a bother to you, looking after the bathroom and make sure no one goes to the sink? Or would you come tell me if someone does. I would greatly appreciate it." Harry said.

Myrtle giggled once again that sort of sounded like a loud shriek as well, "It would be my pleasure." Myrtle purred.

"Thank you Myrtle." Harry smiled at her, though in his head he was rolling his eyes at her embarrassing herself. "And now Myrtle I am sorry to say that I must return to my common room. Till' we meet again." He nodded his head and exited the bathroom with Sir Nicholas floating behind him.

"How did you do that?" Sir Nicholas asked in awe. "No one has ever managed to get that girl to do anything." He shook his head as he talked. Harry continued walking and said to the ghost. "Charm, Sir Nicholas, is a very powerful thing. But now that we have your headless situation settled. I also need a favor from you." Sir Nicholas nodded his head in understanding.

"I will ask the Bloody Baron to remove the rest of your head and in return my only request from you is that you keep an eye out on the hallways at night. I want to know who has been sneaking around the castle. That is all. I bid you good day sir." Nick nodded respectively and vanished through the wall.

Harry was becoming very frustrated, so far only Collin and Mrs. Norris had been petrified. Someone has to have gotten the diary. It would not make sense if no one did. Harry was walking by the trophy case that held all the trophies from the past century. One name stood out from the rest, the honor was for being head boy and prefect.

Tom Riddle

How he hated that name. That demonic man ruined his life. Killing nearly everything Harry ever loved. His parents, Sirius...Ginny. Harry sighed and thought of something Dumbledore told him in his old dimension. Death is not just the end; it's just the start of another adventure.

A new beginning.

"I have my chance." He said to himself. "I have my chance to fix everything. I will succeed. I will make you pay." Harry spoke to the trophy that held the name of his enemy. He backed away slowly from the case. Watching as the light from the candles reflected off the gold.

Three days later Sir Nicholas woke Harry in the night. There was an attack on Penelope Clearwater but the teachers were already taking care of her and Madame Pomfrey already had her in the hospital wing. Nicholas said he did not see anyone but they Myrtle saw a girl go inside the bathroom and talk to the faucet but she had a cloak on that covered her face. Myrtle did not see the snake because the got scared and went down the drain.

The next morning McGonagall was waiting for all the Gryffindors. There was an attack on Penelope Clearwater. McGonagall read out the rules to the Gryffindors packed inside the common room who listened in silence

"All students will return to their House common rooms by six o'clock in the evening. No students to leave the dormitories after that time. All further Quidditch training and matches are to be postponed." The Gryffindors packed inside the common room listened to Professor McGonagall in silence.

She rolled up the parchment from which she had been reading and said in a somewhat choked voice, "I need hardly remind you that it is likely that the school will be closed unless the culprit behind these attacks is caught." She climbed out of the portrait hole, and the Gryffindors began talking immediately.

"That's two Gryffindors down, not counting a Gryffindor ghost, one Ravenclaw, and one Hufflepuff, "said the Weasley twins' friend Lee Jordan, counting on his fingers. "Haven't any of the teachers noticed that the Slytherins are all safe? Isn't it obvious all this stuff's coming from
Slytherin? The Heir of Slytherin, the monster of Slytherin — why don't they just chuck all the Slytherins out?" he roared to nods and scattered applause.

"Shut up." The applause stopped when they heard the angry voice. They saw Harry sitting on the chair quietly.

Harry shook his head in disappointment. "You don't know what you're talking about. This could be anyone. You all act like Slytherins are the only ones who are prejudice. Take a look in the fucking mirror. Half of you hear the word 'Slytherin' you automatically start talking shit about them. You think that all Slytherins are evil. Instead of trying to help stop whatever is doing this you try to find someone to blame. It's disgusting."

He got up off the chair and walked over to Percy Weasley who was sitting in a chair behind a stunned Lee, but for once he didn't seem keen to make his views heard. He was looking pale and stunned.

He put his hand on the older boy's shoulder and when Percy looked up Harry said to him, "She's going to be alright mate." Percy seemed to understand and nodded his red head. Harry gave a brief smile and walked up the stairs to bed.

The next day Harry was walking his sisters to the owlry to send a letter to their parents when he heard what seemed to be a heated argument between three men. Harry stopped and Rosa asked, "What's wrong?" She heard the argument as well.

It was coming from Hagrid's hut. Harry saw Lucius Malfoy waiting outside the hut. 'Oh no. They're coming to take him away.'

Harry turned to his sisters and said, "I'll be up in a minute. You go along without me." They nodded and started up the stairs to the top. Harry saw Lucius Malfoy enter the hut by pushing his cane to open the door. Harry ran down towards the hut and listened in on the conversation.

"Bad business, Hagrid," said Fudge. "Very bad business. Had to come. Four attacks on Muggle-borns. Things've gone far enough. Ministry's got to act." He explained to Hagird. "I never," said Hagrid, looking desperately at Dumbledore. "You know I would never, Professor Dumbledore." Dumbledore nodded to the giant assuring.

"I want it understood, Cornelius, that Hagrid has my full confidence," said Dumbledore, frowning at Fudge. "Look, Albus," said Fudge, uncomfortably. "Hagrid's record's against him. Ministry's got to act." He repeated himself.

"Look at it from my point of view," said Fudge, fidgeting with his hat. "I'm under a lot of pressure. Got to be seen to be doing something. If it turns out it wasn't Hagrid, he'll be back and no more said. But I've got to take him. Got to. Wouldn't be doing my duty —"

"Take me?" Interrupted Hagrid. "Take me where? Not Azkaban?" He croaked. Harry was seething outside of the hut. He was listening under the window. 'Fudge is only looking out for himself. He doesn't care if they catch the person or not. He just doesn't want to look bad.'

Fudge was not meeting Hagrid's eyes. "Not a punishment, Hagrid a precaution. If someone else is caught, you'll be let out with a full apology—"

"Yes. A dreadful procedure. And yet we are not quite finished." Said Lucius Malfoy from the corner of the room.

"Dreadful thing, Dumbledore," said Malfoy lazily, taking out a long roll of parchment. "But the governors feel it's time for you to step aside. This is an Order of Suspension. You'll find all twelve signatures on it. I'm afraid we feel you're losing your touch. At this rate, there'll be no Muggle-borns left at Hogwarts, and we all know what an awful loss that would be to the school." He said the last sentence with a sneer.

Before Fudge or Dumbledore could answer Harry knocked on the door. Dumbledore answered it and seemed surprised, "Mr. Potter. What are you doing here?" Malfoy and fudge seemed to be shocked as well. Fang got excited and jumped up to give Harry a big lick on the face.

"Down Fang." Harry ordered. But the dog kept to his side.

"Excuse me sir. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. And I also heard Mr. Malfoy say that he received all the governors' signatures for your removal. And I could not help but be curious. Can I see my father's signature Mr. Malfoy?"

Lucius seemed to go stiff. "Certainly not, boy. This is official ministry business and has no need for your services." Harry remained calm and smiled. "I only want to see if the signature on that paper is really my fathers or a fake. Though I am not insinuating in any way your involvement." Professor Dumbledore smiled at Harry's genius. His old age caused him to forget that James Potter was on the educational board.

Dumbledore turned to face him with a similar smile. "Yes, Lucius. May I see that signature?" Malfoy was silent for a long period before he thrust the roll into Dumbledore's outstretched hand. Dumbledore unrolled the parchment and showed the signature to Harry.

"Is that your father's signature Mr. Potter?" He asked. Harry looked up from the paper to fudge and said, "I believe it is not. But if I am mistaken I am sure we can contact my father and ask him face to face." Malfoy was humiliated and stormed out of the hut. Fudge seemed shocked at the events.

"I also have a question for you Mr. Fudge." Harry turned to the short man. "I have read many books on wizarding law and not in one book I have ever read did I see a law that justifies putting a man in prison based on precaution." Fudge seemed to go pale.

"It is a violation of his rights. It is not Professor?" Harry asked. Dumbledore nodded in agreement, "Yes, Mr. Potter I believe it is."

"Yes well..." Fudge seemed to be at a loss for words. Fudge turned to Hagrid and said "You will not be forced to go to Azkaban." He tipped his hat and Dumbledore walked with him out of the hut.

Harry smiled and turned to see Hagrid standing in the corner of the room with his eyes nearly bugging out of his head.

"Thank yeh 'Arry. Thank yeh." Hagrid seemed to be in a daze from the close call to being sent to prison. Harry smiled and patted the giant's arm, "I know you would do the same for me Hagrid."

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The next day Harry was walking into potions when he heard Draco Malfoy talking to a band of Slytherins surrounding him. "I'm quite surprised the Mudbloods haven't all packed their bags by now," Malfoy went on. Hermione gasped at the name and tried to not let the tears escape her eyes. "Bet you five Galleons the next one dies. Pity it wasn't Granger —" But he was cut off when a wave of magic threw him back onto the wall. The young Malfoy slid down the wall shocked and moaning in pain. Harry stood at the other end of the room, his eyes darkened and wand in hand.

"POTTER!" The class was silent as Professor Snape walked into the room heading towards Malfoy. He helped the boy up and told Goyle to help him to the hospital wing. He turned around, glaring at Harry who stood defiantly.

"I saw that Potter. One hundred points from Gryffindor and a week's detention!" He spat. Harry looked him in the eye and said smoothly, "Yes Professor." But Snape was not finished, "And an apology to Mr. Malfoy." Harry's temper sparked but he did not let it show.

"That sir, I will not do. And no punishment in the world would force me to." Snape's eyes widened at the boy's insolence said to him, "Well then I shall have to have a word with the headmaster of this situation." He threatened, knowing full well that the boy would never back down. That was one of the things he admired of the young Potter. He was clever and stood up for what he believed in, unlike every other kid in the school.

Harry shrugged, "By all means Professor." Snape nodded and turned and walked out of the room. Twenty minutes later he came back into the room with a large scowl on his face. Crabbe accidentally bumped into him and Snape yelled, "Watch where you're going. Ten points from Slytherin." The Slytherins were shocked but the Gryffindors laughed.

When Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room it was always very crowded these days, because from six o'clock onward the Gryffindors had nowhere else to go. They also had plenty to talk about, with the result that the common room often didn't empty until past midnight. "Listen Harry." Lee started when he saw Harry enter the common room.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for the way I acted. Penelope is my friend and I was just angry. I know I shouldn't blame the Slytherins. I'm sorry." Lee said and looked at the floor. Harry waited and nodded his head.

"It's okay Lee. If you want to talk to someone about her. Talk to Percy. She's his girlfriend." Lee's eyes widened, "Really?" He asked shocked. Harry nodded but said, "But don't tell Fred and George. They'll just make fun of him." Lee nodded and went over to talk to Percy. A while later there was still no sign of Riddle's diary or any attacks. Harry walked with Hermione everywhere they went. He didn't want to take any chances.

It was May 29th and in Harry's old dimension that was the date he first met Tom Riddle and Ginny was taken into the chamber of secrets.

Professor McGonagall tapped her goblet with her spoon to get the attention of the hall. Once it was quiet she stood and announced to the hall, "Professor Sprout has informed me that the Mandrakes are ready for cutting at last. Tonight, we will be able to revive those people who have been petrified. I am hopeful that this dreadful year will end with our catching the culprit."

The applause was deafening. Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and wasn't at all surprised to see that Draco Malfoy hadn't joined in. Harry looked towards Neville and his crew and saw they were still stuffing their faces with food.

"Pigs." Ginny muttered beside him.

Harry turned and saw that she had seen their lack of attention as well and smiled at her whom she responded with a smile back. Yuna looked towards Harry and saw him smiling at Ginny and her smile slowly slipped off her face. She did not let anyone see however and tried to distract herself with her food.

The day went on like any other day but Harry kept a close eye on his surroundings. It had to be today. It seemed everything was fine in the castle until during Defense against the Dark Arts class they heard a siren. The sound startled the class and caused Lockhart to spill his cup of whiskey on his shirt.

"Quickly, everyone to your dormitories." Lockhart yelled to everyone. The class ran to their common rooms but Harry had to go with Ron, Hermione, and Padma and see what was going on. Hermione grabbed Harry's hand, "Come one Harry!" She yelled urgently.

During the commotion and run to the common rooms Harry secretly moved onto the stairs and ran to the floor where the message was written in blood. He saw the teachers looking at the wall that spelled the words, 'Her skeleton will lie in the chamber forever.' Their faces were ghostly white.

"We have to close now Albus." McGonagall said to Professor Dumbledore. Dumbledore nodded his head sadly, "It seems this is the end of Hogwarts. Minerva, go tell the children to pack." Professor Dumbledore said to McGonagall. She nodded and left the hall.

"Who is the child that is missing?" Professor Flitwick squeaked. Dumbledore turned to the group of teachers surrounding him.

"Aeris Fudge."

Harry gasped but covered his mouth quickly. It explained everything; Lucius Malfoy must have snuck the diary into her room at her birthday party. Malfoy would need Fudge out of the picture if he wanted Voldemort to succeed.

Harry took out his wand and murmured, "Silencio." On his feet so no one would hear him running towards the girl's bathroom. He entered the bathroom and saw Moaning Myrtle sitting on the tank of the end toilet.

"Oh, it's you," she said when she saw Harry. "I didn't see anyone down there. I was traveling down a blocked drain. So sorry." She seemed very interested in checking Harry out.

"It's fine Myrtle. But would you do me a favor? Would you go tell Professor Dumbledore to come here and that I found the chamber?" Myrtle nodded happily. "Oh and Harry?" He turned around and looked at her curiously. She continued, "If you die down there, you're welcome to share my toilet." She giggled and went to do her task.

Harry smiled and walked up the the giant faucet and saw the snake carved on the tap. He stepped back and hissed, "Open up." The top spun and opened to reveal the slide. Harry slid down the now clean tunnel and ran full speed towards the chamber.

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He stopped at the door leading to the chamber and hissed it to open and climbed through. He saw the small body of Aeris Fudge lying near the water near the statue. He ran up to her and her face was white as marble and cold, yet her eyes were closed. Harry shook her, "Aeris! Aeris wake up. I have to get you out of here."

But she did not wake. Harry put his hand to her neck and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a pulse, though it was weak. She looked so helpless. Lying open next to her was the little black diary. "She won't wake," said a soft voice. Harry froze when he heard the voice of the man who would grow up to kill everything he loved. A tall, black-haired boy was leaning against the nearest pillar, watching him.

"She's still alive," said Riddle. "But only just." He waited for Harry to speak but she did not. He was surprised when Harry said, "Hello Tom." Very calm but coldly. Harry reached over Aeris and grabbed the diary. He turned around and faced Riddle and saw he had a small smile on his face.

"The diary," said Riddle. "My diary. Little Aeris has been writing in it for months and months, telling me all her pitiful worries how she was so worried she would disappoint her parents if she didn't get good grades. Or how she didn't think good Harry Potter would ever like her." He laughed coldly. Harry's fists were clenched, the nails digging deep into his palms.

He laughed, "Funny. How a silly little book can do so much damage. Especially in the hands of a silly little girl." Harry's blood boiled at the name he heard Riddle call Ginny so many years ago.

"Oh yes, I listened and was patient. I grew powerful, far more powerful than little Miss Fudge. Powerful enough to start feeding her a little of my soul back into her. And she did everything I told her to. Petrify the cat and Mudbloods. But you, Harry Potter are getting in my way and I will have to have my basilisk dispose of you. Now, Harry, I'm going to teach you a little lesson. Let's match the powers of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin, against famous Harry Potter." He said with a sneer.

Harry watched Riddle stop between the high pillars and look up into the stone face of Slytherin in adoration. Harry put his hand behind his back and summoned wandlessly the Gryffindor Sword. Riddle opened his mouth wide and hissed, "Speak to me, Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts Four." Slytherin's gigantic stone face moved his mouth opening wide to make a black hole.

Instead of one basilisk coming out of the hole it was two. Harry could see Selena clearly and saw her brother Saliber; he was much bigger than her. Selena froze and her brother looked at her like he was asking, 'What's wrong with you?' Then they heard Riddle's hissing voice: "Kill him." Saliber headed towards Harry but Selena got ahead of him and got in front of Harry in a protecting stance.

"What are you DOING Serena?" Saliber hissed angrily.

Selena hissed back pleading, "We cannot harm him. He is good. He is a parstletongue." Saliber shook his giant head, "We have our orders. The heir ordered us to. Now move out of the way."

"He is related to Salazar as well. Distant relative." Saliber stopped his pursuit and looked confused but then seemed to understand. He looked his sister in her yellow eyes and asked, "Is he the one?" Selena nodded. Harry didn't understand what he meant. 'The one?'

"He will take care of us Saliber. Unlike the Riddle boy. He will feed us, protect us." Saliber seemed to be unsure of what to do.

"What are you doing? Are you stupid? KILL HIM!" Riddle yelled. Saliber swerved around and bared his fangs to him. Riddle stepped back in shock. They were supposed to obey him, not Potter! Harry spoke to Riddle, stepping in front of the two basilisks, "I'll see you in the future Riddle."

He took the gryffindor sword and plunged it into the heart of the diary. There was a piercing scream. Ink spurted out of the diary in torrents, streaming over Harry's hands and clothes, flooding the floor. Riddle was writhing and screaming and finally disappeared.

Harry turned to the two great snakes, "I cannot thank you enough for your help. Though I wanted to ask you, what did you mean by 'He's the one'?" Saliber spoke, "I asked if you were going to be the one to rid this world of darkness and hate. If you were the chosen one. You are."

Harry understood and said Selena, "Thank you for protecting me." He turned to Saliber and said jokingly, "And thank you for not eating me." The two snakes laughed and Selena turned to her brother and said, "We have not laughed for a thousand years. It feels good."

"I will return during my stay at Hogwarts and visit you. Maybe find you both mates." The snakes eyes brightened and they started hissing excitedly to each other and talking about what they would like in a mate. Once they were inside the statues mouth Harry heard a small groan come from beside him.

Aeris was slowly opening her eyes and Harry kneeled next to her and stroked her cheek, "It's okay now Aeris. It's all over." Aeris saw Harry and saw her surroundings and started to cry. "Harry — oh, Harry. It was me, Harry but I — I s-swear I d-didn't mean to — R-Riddle made me. W-where's Riddle? The last thing I r-remember is him coming out of the diary." She sobbed brokenly.

"It's all right," said Harry, holding up the diary, and showing her the hole, "Riddle's finished. C'mon, Aeris let's get out of here. Let's get you safe."

"I'm going to be expelled!" Aeris wept as Harry helped to her feet. "I've looked forward to coming to Hogwarts forever! What will my mum and dad say? My dad is going to be so disappointed in me." Harry held her to him and let her cry. She started to hyperventilate and her tears soaked his shirt but he didn't care. He hear a

"It's going to be okay Aeris. You hear me? I won't let anything happen to you. I promise." Harry assured her. She nodded and Harry asked if she could walk but she was too shaken up. He lifted her small body into his arms and she wrapped her hands around his neck. He carried her to the tunnel but then realized there was no way they could get out climbing up there. But then they heard it, music was coming from somewhere. It was spine-tingling and made his heart feel as though it was swelling to twice its normal size. A crimson bird the size of a swan had appeared.

"Fawkes!" Harry cried joyfully. "Perfect timing." He told Aeris to hold on and they were flying upward through the pipe. When they reappeared in the bathroom Harry grabbed Aeris and picked her up bridal style and carried her to Professor Dumbledore's office. He knocked on the door and it was swung open.

For a moment there was silence as Harry and Aeris stood in the there was a scream.

"Harry!" "Aeris!"

It was Lily and Mrs. Fudge. They had been sitting crying in front of the fire. They both leapt to her feet, closely followed by Mr. Fudge and James, and both of them flung themselves on their children. "Oh baby. Baby!" Lily sobbed into Harry's hair. James had his arms circled around his wife and child. Harry heard Mrs. Fudge crying with her daughter and Cornelius asking what happened.

Harry was looking past them. Professor Dumbledore was standing by his desk beaming, next to Professor McGonagall, who was taking great, steadying gasps, clutching her chest. Fawkes went whooshing past Harry's ear and settled on Dumbledore's shoulder.

Harry was suddenly pulled into a hug by Elly Fudge who was crying to him, "You saved her! You saved her! How did you do it?"

"I think we'd all like to know that," said James weakly. Mrs. Fudge let go of Harry, who hesitated for a moment, then walked over to the desk and laid upon it the Sorting Hat, the ruby-encrusted sword, and what remained of Riddle's diary.

Aeris cringed in her father's arms when she saw the diary. "I'm sorry daddy. I'm sorry." Fudge nodded his head and said to her, "We'll talk about it later."

Then he started telling them everything. Well, everything he thought up. For nearly a quarter of an hour he spoke into the rapt silence: He told them about how he saw Aeris that morning right before she disappeared and was going to the girls bathroom and saw the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was open. How he followed her and when he saw Riddle he summoned the Gryffindor Sword and plunged it into the diary. Lily grabbed her son and hugged him to her chest, "Oh thank God. Thank God you're alright." James caught his son's attention and said to him proudly, "Well done son. What you did was foolish and dangerous. But, well done." Harry smiled up at his Dad through his mothers arms.

"His d-diary" Aeris sobbed to the group. "I've been writing in it, and he's been w-writing back all year and he took control of me."

"Aeris!" said Mr. Fudge. "Haven't I taught you anything? What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain? A suspicious object like that, it was clearly full of Dark Magic!'

"I d-didn't know," sobbed Aeris . "I found it inside my room at home. I th-thought it was a gift from someone." Mr. Fudge shook his head in disappointment. Harry was getting angry, 'He probably only cares how this will look in the papers.' "Excuse me everyone." Dumbledore suddenly said, "But may I speak to young Harry alone?" The group nodded and James closed the door but not before looking at Harry to see if he was okay with it. Harry nodded towards his dad and the doors closed.

"Sit down, Harry," he said, and Harry sat, feeling a little nervous but did not show it.

"First of all, Harry, I want to thank you," said Dumbledore, eyes twinkling again. "You must have shown me real loyalty down in the Chamber. Nothing but that could have called Fawkes to you." Harry stroked the phoenix, which had fluttered down onto his knee. Harry grinned at the bird as Dumbledore watched him.

"And so you met Tom Riddle," said Dumbledore thoughtfully. "I imagine he was quite the character."

"Yes." Harry murmured, "He was very interesting." Dumbledore nodded his head and grabbed a jar from the corner of his desk. "Lemon Drop?" He offered. Harry chuckled and went up to grab one and they popped one in their mouths at the same time. They both sat back in their chairs and Dumbledore seemed to be studying Harry.

After a minute of silence he said, "You are unlike any boy I have ever met Harry. And I have met my fair amount." Harry nodded, "Thank you, Sir." Dumbledore said to Harry, "But you are in some ways like the boy you have just faced in the chamber." Harry frowned and said, "I know."

Dumbledore raised his bushy grey eyebrows and said, "I would expect you to know. You are, a remarkable child Harry. My only hope is that your ambition will not lead you down the path Tom Riddle has chosen. You have too much potential." Harry frowned and said, "I'm not stupid, Sir. I'm going to use my mind to help people and make this world a better place. Not destroy it."

Dumbledore smiled at the boy and said, "I hope so Harry. For you are destined for great things." After a few more minutes of silence Dumbledore asked Fudge to come back into the room. Fudge thanked Harry for his good deed and asked if he could ever repay him. Harry thought for a second in his mind, "In fact Minister. There is something you could do for me. Arthur Weasley? Do you know him?"

"I have heard of him." Fudge responded. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I want him to get a giant raise and promotion. Promote him to the head of the Muggle Artifacts department and your debt to me is settled. No questions asked." This would solve a bunch of jealousy in the future. Fudge nodded, stuck out his hand and Harry shook it, "Done."

Harry got up and crossed to the door. He had just reached for the handle when the door burst open so violently that it bounced back off the Malfoy stood there, fury in his face. And cowering behind his legs was Dobby. "Good evening, Lucius," said Dumbledore pleasantly.

Mr. Malfoy swept into the room. Dobby went scurrying in after him a look of terror on his face. "So, have you stopped the attacks yet?" he sneered. "Have you caught the culprit?"

"We have," said Dumbledore, with a smile. "Well?" said Mr. Malfoy sharply. "Who is it?"

"The same person as last time, Lucius," said Dumbledore. "But this time, Lord Voldemort was acting through somebody else. By means of this." He held up the small black diary with the large hole through the center. "I see…" said Mr. Malfoy slowly to Dumbledore, he was eyeing Harry hatefully. Dobby was tugging on Harry shirt and pointing at the diary then to Malfoy. Harry smiled gently at the elf and mouthed, "I know." He patted the house elf's head gently and the elf looked like he wanted to cry with joy.

"But fortunately young Mr. Potter saved the girl from a painful death and shame. Her identity will not be put in the papers of course, for that would cause great grief for her family." Lucius nodded firmly and said farewell, "Dumbledore. Come Dobby, were leaving." They both turned and Malfoy kicked Dobby to the ground causing the elf to scream with pain.

Harry grabbed the diary and with a quick good bye to Dumbledore he left the room, he took of his right sock and put it into the diary before closing it. He left the office and saw Malfoy walking away and ran towards him, "Mr. Malfoy!" He called. "I think you should have this Sir." He shoved the book into Malfoy's hands.

"Me?" He questioned. "Why me?" Harry smirked coldly, "Because it is yours. I know you put that into Aeris Fudge's Diary at her birthday party. Thought you might miss it. I want you to look at it and know you failed." Malfoy was slowly turning red, leaned down and hissed, "Prove it!" He thrust the book into Dobby's hands and turned to go. Harry whispered to him, "Open it."

"Come, Dobby. I said, come." But Dobby didn't move. He was holding up Harry's sock and looking at it as though it were a priceless treasure. "Master has given a sock," Said the elf in wonderment. "Master gave it to Dobby."

"What did you say?" Spat Mr. Malfoy. "Master has provided Dobby with clothes, Dobby is free." said Dobby in disbelief. Lucius Malfoy stood frozen, staring at the elf then he lunged at Harry, grabbing him by the neck. "You've lost me my servant, boy!" Harry pulled back his fist and punched the grown man in the nose. The malfoy reared back and fell to the ground clutching his nose and groaning.

Harry held out his hand to Dobby and the elf started to bawl. Harry leaned down and hugged the elf to him and said, "It's okay. You're free."

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The feast that day was huge. The elves had really outdone themselves with the amount of food on those tables. McGonagall had awarded Harry four hundred points for his good deed and Gryffindor won the house cup and the Quidditch cup. When the feast was nearly half over there was a commotion coming from the head table.

"I love to wear women's underwear!"

"I have a third nipple and a raging case of Hemorrhoids!"

These statements were coming from Gilderoy Lockhart who seemed to be only telling the truth. Harry may have put Veritaserum in his goblet that morning. The girls in the crowd gasped and the boys were laughing hysterically. Professor McGonagall was whispering with Dumbledore furiously and they seemed to agree on something for they sat back and started to watch the former Professor get up on the table and start sharing how he was a liar.

"Shame," said Sakura, helping herself to a jam doughnut. "He was starting to grow on me."

Everything went back to normal eventually. There were rumors of who the person who caused the attacks where and when ever someone asked Harry he simply went, "Voldemort." One thing Harry noticed was that Aeris Fudge looked very guilty every time she saw him and would turn around whenever they would meet. But one day Harry got sick of it and called out to her, "Hey Aeris!" She froze in her tracks and turned around shyly, "Yeah?" She asked.

Harry walked up to her with a gently smile and said, "I just wanted to ask how you were doing." Aeris seemed to relax for a moment, "I'm okay. Slowly getting back to normal." Harry smiled and put his hand on the shoulder and said, "If you every need anything. Just tell me." She nodded her head, "Thanks Harry."

It was the last day of school and everyone was ready to go home. They had all their trunks packed and set up for the morning. And after he kissed his sisters good night he went up to bed to get some sleep.

He was running, running towards the battlefield before him. He saw her right before him, his beautiful Ginny lying on the ground in a pool of her own blood. Her eyes cloudy looking up at the dark sky, her eyes were losing the light in them.

Harry screamed as he ran towards her, "NO! NO! GINNY, PLEASE NO!" He dropped painfully to his knees at her side taking her into his arms and holding her, muttering spells quickly trying to heal her wounds. But he knew her injuries were too advanced for help.

"It's okay Harry." She whispered to him.

"No, no Ginny." Harry whispered.

"I love you Harry, I always will." Ginny whispered to him and he stopped to look into her brown eyes that were full of pain from her injuries and that she knew she would never live her life with Harry. She would never be able to grow old with him. She would never be able to bear him children. They failed.

Harry looked into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her for the last time on her lips that were turning cold. He saw her take her last breath and she went limp in his arms and her head fell.

The soft sound of sobbing could be heard in the quiet field.

His hands were stroking her face trying somehow to bring her back to life. His tears making droplets on her dirty and bloody skin. He held her in his arms begging her to come back.

"No, Ginny. Ginny wake up, please wake up. You have to wake up. Were going to get married remember? Were going to live on and have children and grow old together, remember!?!" He screamed to her his voice choking. He held her in his arms his hand in her hair, just holding her close to him rocking back and forth. She was so cold. "No." He sobbed brokenly into her hair.

"NO!!"He screamed to the sky, even Harry did not know who he was screaming at. Just the world. He prayed to the muggles God who was said to be the almighty, to give her back to him. To let his Ginny live.

But he knew that wasn't going to happen.

This was real life, and there are no miracles in real life. There are no second chances at life when you're already dead. You got what life threw at you and you dealt with it. You didn't have a choice. No one did.

Harry eased her down to the ground and closed her eyes with his hand. He just stared at her lifeless body and started to shake. He had never felt this amount of anger in his entire life. It was overwhelming. In the distance he heard a laugh.

The laugh of the man that just killed his love.

His head snapped up and his eyes were blazing in rage. He ran towards the sound and didn't even care if he lived or died anymore. He just wanted Voldemort to hurt. To be in such excruciating pain before he died. Before he was sent to hell to suffer more.

Harry jerked awake in his bed. He was breathing heavily and his entire body was soaked with sweat. He had tears slowly trailing down his realized that he was shaking all over. He rubbed at his tired eyes and sighed heavily. He tried to calm his breathing and started taking slow breaths. Once he had calmed down he threw the covers off of him and walked to his trunk. He grabbed his invisibility cloak and wrapped it around his body.

He quietly made his way through the long halls in the school. It was nice, quiet. He reached the Astronomy tower after a couple minutes of walking and stopped near the ledge of the tower. He pulled off his cloak and it fell to the ground. Harry slowly sat down on the ledge, his feet hanging over it. He started to rub his arms because the night air was frigid cold. He looked out at the lake that was reflecting the moon.

It was the departure day, Harry and his friends found a place to sit and for the next couple of hours they played exploding snap and traded cards. Finally the Hogwarts Express slowed and finally stopped. Harry took his sister's hands with his and together they all walked out onto the platform. They could see their family clearly. Little Lily ran full speed towards Harry and he swept her off her feet and twirled her around, she screamed in joy.

Sylvia tugged on his arms and he leaned down and grabbed her as well. He twirled them both around in a circle, "Did you miss me?" He asked playfully. The girls giggled and buried their faces into his neck. Harry blew a raspberry on each of their cheeks and greeted Leon by messing up his hair.

"Oi Harry!" Harry turned to see Sirius looking at his face closely. "Is that hair?" He asked. He rubbed his hand on Harry's chin and announced, "Why it is! Remus! James! Lily! Amy! Come take a look at this!" They all gathered around and inspected Harry's face.

"Oh my God you're growing a beard." Amy said. James turned to Lily and said, "Were going to need to get him a razor. Look at that beard." He exclaimed proudly. Padma watched the interaction from her spot with her family. 'He was becoming a man.' She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see her mother looking at her with raised eyebrows. Padma blushed and quickly turned back around.

After they talked more about Harry's facial hair he was becoming embarrassed and was grateful when he heard a familiar shout of, "Harry!" The family turned to see Tonks looking at him and asked, "Can I talk to you for a moment?" Harry nodded and said to his mother, "I'll be right back." He walked up to Tonks and saw that it seemed she was trying not to cry.

"Tonks what wrong?" Harry asked. She sniffled. "Oh nothing, just me being a baby. My last year you know. I got a reply from the ministry and I got a scholarship for their Auror Academy."

"That's fantastic!" Harry said happily. Tonks nodded tearfully, "I couldn't have done it without you. You helped me so much. And I just wanted to thank you for everything."

Harry smiled and said, "Any time. Hey, write to me will you? I'm gonna miss you." Tonks smiled and said softly, "I'm gonna miss you too." She seemed to stare at him for a moment before she suddenly grabbed his shirt and stole a kiss. And boy was it a kiss!

Harry froze for only a moment but soon returned the kiss and soon they were the center of attention. Tonks' friends were catcalling and the boys were rooting Harry on. Tonks wanted to deepen the kiss but didn't want to scare him away. She slowly broke the kiss and looked in Harry's gorgeous eyes and took in everything about him. His hair, his lips, his eyes. She gave him one more lingering kiss before she stepped away and said, "I'll see you soon Harry."

Harry nodded, he felt very lightheaded. Tonks was walking towards her parents who looked completely shocked and were trying to catch up with their daughter who was walking through the gate to the muggle world. Harry turned around to his family and almost laughed. Sirius had fainted and Amy was quickly reviving him. When Sirius finally came around, James looked at him and said proudly, "My son just kissed a seventh year. A seventh year!" They started to laugh and high-five each other, unaware the looks the women were giving them.

The girls were shocked, angry and envied Tonks. What they would have given to be in her place at that moment. Soon all the commotion calmed down and Lily chastised Harry for kissing older women. Harry wasn't listening, he would see Tonks again. He would make sure of that.

Authors Note: Well I hope this was okay, school ended and I got a big break. I'm looking forward to writing more. For all those people who thought I abandoned the story, SHAME ONE YOU! I will NOT abandon it. I will finish this even if it kills me. I would like to thank sandip maji for all of his or her help and for giving me so many ideas for the future.