[HIATUS]

Harry James Potter is an orphan. Sort of. He was born as the twin to Jamison Potter, who later became known as the Boy-Who-Lived.

Harry was abandoned for the fame and glory that his brother would bring to the Potter family, but was then taken in by four wondrous people who taught him many things. As he continued to grow and learn more, Harry became stronger and more powerful and realised that there is so much more to his life than what meets the eye.

Follow Hadrian Sammuel Potter as he makes his way through life and breaks past the bonds of time itself to become the most powerful wizard alive.

[HIATUS]

Harry James Potter is an orphan.
Sort of.

He was born as the twin to Jamison Potter, who later became known as the Boy-Who-Lived.

Harry was abandoned for the fame and glory that his brother would bring to the Potter family, but was then taken in by four wondrous people who taught him many things...

As he continued to grow and learn more, Harry became stronger and more powerful and realised that there is so much more to his life than what meets the eye.

Follow Hadrian Sammuel Potter as he makes his way through life and breaks past the bonds of time itself to become the most powerful wizard alive!

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Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived was a smart child with terrible living conditions, all of which were coordinated by a manipulative old man. Unfortunately for him, and the rest of Magical Britain, Harry doesn't act how most would expect.

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"Ah, naturally." Lockhart smiled before he gave Harry and Lisa the quiz sheet before moving on.

"They're all about him." Lisa complained once Lockhart was out of earshot.

"Huh?" Harry said as he looked at the test."'What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favourite colour?'" Harry read with disbelief. "'What is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?' 'When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday and what would his ideal gift be?' What the fuck? I am no expert but I think even a five year old could tell that this has nothing to do with defence against the dark arts."

"I know, this is ridiculous." Lisa sighed.

"Fuck it, might as well have fun with this." Harry said as he began answering the questions. "Finally being able to do a push up," Harry whispered to himself as he answered the first question. "Nobody cares," Harry wrote for the second. "people who like him." Harry added for the third. Lisa smirked as she realised what Harry was doing and joined him.

'How many times has Gilderoy Lockhart won Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award?' Harry wrote zero while Lisa wrote minus five.

'In his book Break with a Banshee, how did Gilderoy Lockhart bravely banish the Bandon Banshee?' Harry wrote 'flashed her with his teeth' as Lisa wrote 'talked her to death'.

'Which is Gilderoy Lockhart's best side for photographs?' Harry and Lisa both wrote 'trick question, he doesn't have one.'

'Has Gilderoy Lockhart ever won the Dunstable Duelling Championship for wizards or just been pipped at the post?' Harry and Lisa once again wrote the same thing, this time it was 'who cares?'

'Which product does Gilderoy Lockhart use to clean his teeth with to achieve his famous dazzling white smile?' Harry answered with 'bat guano' while Lisa wrote 'special smokers tooth paste'.

'Which is the name of the person who Gilderoy Lockhart has given his broomstick?' Lisa wrote 'owner of the pawn shop' while Harry wrote 'his husband'

"Tut, tut – hardly any of you remembered that my favourite colour is lilac. I say so in Year with a Yeti. And a few of you need to read Wanderings with Werewolves more carefully – I clearly state in chapter twelve that my ideal birthday gift would be harmony between all magic and non-magic peoples – though I wouldn't say no to a large bottle of Ogden's Old Firewhisky!" Lockhart said as he continued looking through the tests. His face suddenly turned into a confused one, then shifted to angry which caused Harry to believe that he finally got around to his test or maybe Lisa's. "Of course there are always a few jealous people." Lockhart muttered to himself before his face returned to a smiling one. "But Miss Hermione Granger, knew my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil, while marketing my own hair care products. Good." Lockhart winked at Hermione who looked ready to faint with joy.

"Oh great, our new teacher's a pedophile." Harry groaned into his hand.

"Nah, probably just an idiot." Lisa whispered with Loki nodding in agreement.

"Now," Lockhart continued. "perhaps if you'd all like then we can act out a few scenes from the book. Now I just need a volunteer, hmm, ah yes, I have the perfect one. Mr Potter, come to the front."

"What?" Harry blinked, an action that Loki copied.

"Come up to the front, you can help me act out this scene" Lockhart smiled at Harry, unaware of how much Harry really didn't want to come up.

"I'd rather not." Harry said honestly.

"Nonsense, come up to the front." Lockhart insisted.

"Fine," Harry rolled his eyes. "look after Loki please." Harry said to Lisa as he handed Loki to her. Harry walked to the front and stood right alongside Lockhart.

"Now, do you all remember chapter 23 in Wanderings with Werewolves? Me and Mr Potter are now going to act out the battle between me and the werewolf." Lockhart said as he pulled out his wand. "Now Mr Potter, you are to attack me."

"You...want...me to attack you?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"Definitely, don't worry Mr Potter. I have fought werewolves and vampires, I am sure there is nothing you can do that will hurt me." Lockhart said confidently.

"If you're sure." Harry shrugged. Lockhart soon found himself taken by surprise when Harry's right foot struck him in-between his legs, all of the class gasped as Lockhart let out a very unmanly squeal and fell to his knees. "Toss my book Lisa." Harry said, Lisa blinked before tossing Harry his book. "Thanks." Harry said before he slapped Lockhart across the face with it, causing the man fall on his back. One hand between his legs while the other was on his nose. "Was that alright sir? Sir?" Harry asked, Lockhart's only response was a groan.

"You hurt him!" Hermione shouted.

"Yeah but the bloke apparently fought vampires, ghouls and werewolves, I should not have been able to actually do anything to him. I'm only twelve!" Harry protested.

"That...that was...that was good Mr Potter." Lockhart said in a strained voice as he tried to stand up, Harry offered him a hand and helped him up. "Thank you, perhaps you should go back to your seat."

"If you're sure sir." Harry said before returning to his seat.

"Now," Lockhart said as he shifted his legs and wiped some blood off on his sleeve. "be warned, it's my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizard kind, you may find yourself facing your worst fears in this room. Know only, that no harm can befall you, whilst I am here. I must ask you not to scream, it might provoke them!" Lockhart dramatically lifted a cloth off a cage, revealing a cage full of pixies. The pixies were electric blue and about eight inches high, with pointed faces and voices so shrill it was like listening to a lot of budgies arguing.

"Cornish Pixies?" Seamus Finnegan laughed

"Freshly caught Cornish pixies" Lockhart corrected "laugh if you will Mr Finnegan but Pixies can be devilishly tricky little blighters. Let's see what you make of them."

"Um sir," Harry raised a hand. "are you really sure that letting them out is the best or even safest thing to do?"

"Do not worry Mr Potter, you will be perfectly fine. I am here after all." Lockhart grinned before he opened the cage, allowing the pixies to fly out.

All of a sudden the classroom was in chaos, the pixies flew around and began damaging everything. They ripped books, pulled hair, threw whatever they could. Neville ended up dangling from a chandelier after the pixies painfully dragged him up by his ears.

"Tactical retreat." Harry said to Lisa before he picked up Loki, Harry ran out of the classroom with Lisa following after him.

"Do you think we should have stayed and helped?" Lisa asked Harry. The two Ravenclaws, along with Loki, adopted a thoughtful pose. They thought really hard about it, for about ten seconds.

"Nah." They both said as Loki shook his head.

"By the way what the hell was up with all those girls?" Harry asked as he and Lisa began walking. "They all looked like they were about to faint."

"Oh, they all have a crush on him because Lockhart is all rich and famous and supposedly done all of those good things he has said he did in his story books."

"Bollocks," Harry shook his head. "no way in hell that guy did half the stuff he claims."

"I know, my parents made sure I could always tell the difference between genuine and fake."

"Let me guess, crucial for rich people."

"Crucial for everyone." Lisa replied. "But my parents made sure to put an emphasis on it."

"That doesn't sound fun," Harry frowned before he shifted to a smile. "come on let's go do something fun."

"Like what?"

"You want to visit the kitchens?"

"The kitchens?"

"Yeah, free food, a ton of house elves that would love to feed us and we can just eat, chill and relax." Harry said, Loki clapped and nodded eagerly. "See Loki wants to go."

"Well if Loki wants." Lisa chuckled. "Let's go then."

"Ok Mr Potter," Professor Flitwick said as Harry sat opposite him. "let's try this again. You kicked Professor Lockhart in-between his legs?" Flitwick asked, he was currently spending his afternoon questioning various students on what happened in Lockhart's class, and he was starting with Harry.

"I did do that yes." Harry admitted while Loki, who was sat in his lap, nodded.

"You also slapped him in the face with a book, is that right?"

"Well...it's not wrong." Harry replied.

"And can I ask why you did that?" Professor Flitwick asked, raising an eyebrow.

"He told me to attack him." Harry answered.

"He told you to attack him?" Professor Flitwick repeated with a slightly disbelieving tone.

"He said he wanted to act out one part of his book, he told me to come to the front, I said I didn't want to but he made me come anyway. So then I am at the front of the class, then he tells me to attack him."

"I asked him if he was sure, he said that he had fought with real werewolves and vampires so nothing I could do would do anything. I figured fair enough, so I attacked him."

"By kicking him in-between the legs."

"It's a standard street fighting move." Harry replied. "Very effective as well, believe it or not."

"I believe you Mr Potter. And slapping him in the face with the book?"

"Step two to survive the street fight, step one is kick between the legs, step two is knock them down to the floor."

"What's step three?" Flitwick asked before he could stop himself.

"Punch the shit out of them, step four is stomp the groin and can be done before or after the person loses consciousness. All things considered I think I should be rewarded for managing to stop myself by step two."

"A debatable point Mr Potter, and one which we will debate never, so then what happened?"

"Well I took my seat, he then brought out a cage of Cornish pixies. He was about to let them out when I asked him if he was sure that was really the best or even safest thing to do, he basically said it would be fine since he was there. He let them out and then it was total chaos with the pixies flying everywhere and attacking and damaging anything they could get their little hands on.

"And then you ran out of the class along with everyone else right?"

"Yeah, pretty much." Harry nodded. "I mean, if you had to chose between safe hallways or chaotic classroom then.." Harry trailed off as his point was well made.

"I understand," Flitwick replied. "well that's all for now. You can leave, oh and good luck with the upcoming quidditch match."

"Thanks Professor." Harry grinned as Loki climbed on his shoulders.

"You are more than welcome Mr Potter, if you play like last year then I dare say that we will likely end up winning the quidditch cup just like last year. Between you and me, Professors Sprout and McGonagall are quite jealous that I have you on my team."

"What about Professor Snape?"

"Ah, well once again, between you and me..."

"Yeah?"

"He is still a git."

"Ah." Harry said in an understanding voice.

"Just be lucky that you are not the one who has to work with him. Now off you go and please call the next student on your way in.

"No problem Professor." Harry said as he stood up. "Say bye-bye Loki." Loki smiled and waved at Professor Flitwick.

"Bye Loki." Flitwick smiled as he waved back. "Oh and Mr Potter, is that a new watch?" Professor Flitwick asked as he gestured to the shiny watch on Harry's wrist

"Nah, old one sir." Harry fibbed. "See ya later sir." Harry said as he exited the Professor's classroom.

Dumbledore expected a weak Harry who lived with the Dursley's. He was not expecting a Harry who grew up on the streets and has no interest in playing a hero. After being abandoned in America by the Dursley's Harry learnt to survive using his brains and magic. 

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Dobby proudly nodded, "Yes Master Harry Potter sir, Dobby wanted to get the best outfit that would maintain your good image while working for you sir. Also, Dobby watched The Godfather in the muggle world sir. Michael Corleone is Dobby's favorite sir."
Harry looked at the elf, amused by his antics. Wait how did he watch a movie? He inquired, "How did you come across that movie?"
"Dobby wanted to know how to play sneaky-sneaks in the muggle world, Dobby heard someone talking about The Godfather and about secrets sir. So, Dobby figured out he needed to watch the movie sir. Dobby snuck into his house, learnt how to play movies and watched it sir."
This gets more confusing the more he explains. I am not going press anymore. I will just pretend like I understood and move on.
Harry just nodded and switched topics. He asked, "Dou you have anything for me?"
"Master Harry Potter sir, Dobby found you a law wizard sir. His name is Edward Tonks sir," Dobby exclaimed with his usual level of enthusiasm.
Color me surprised that he found Tonk's father as my future law wizard. Hell, I did not even know the man was a law wizard. But hold on, the bugger just watched a movie and he found me a lawyer, and we just talked about it not too long ago. Honestly, this does not make sense. But no one accuses house-elves of following common sense, I guess.
Harry slowly nodded and probed with a neutral voice, "Okay, and why do you think he is a good fit for me?"
Dobby pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket, he stood a little bit taller and read, "Edward 'Ted' Tonks, married to Andromeda Tonks nee Black and the father to Nymphadora Tonks, is a muggle-born law wizard who graduated from Hogwarts in 1973. They eloped right after their NEWTs and as a consequence of being married to a muggle-born, Andromeda Tonks was cast out from the Black Family. Mrs. Tonks is the estranged sister of Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Edward Tonks apprenticed under Tiberius Ogden as his first foray into Wizarding Law. Tiberius Ogden is a well-known Warlock in the Wizengamot and was only five years older than Edward. The Ogden family is an old pureblood family, well known for impartiality and wealth; they are the primary owners of Ogden's finest.
"Impressed with his abilities, Tiberius gave him an offer to join his law firm a year later. Edward started off as a junior partner and quickly worked his way up. Within a span of five years, Edwards name was on the company name. The new law firm name is now Ogden & Tonks. The law firm made a bigger name after their efforts after the death of Riddle. They pushed for compensation from many Death Eater families for the damage they did, despite their supposed 'Imperius Curse' defense. They even succeeded on settling with noteworthy families such as the Malfoys.
"Edward Tonks is known as the one of the more influential muggle-born members of the Magical Society. He has hired several talented muggle-born students to his law firm and has consequently worked closely with Tiberius in ensuring the equality for all wizards and witches. It is in the best interest of the Ogden family to ensure that magical community grows, as they own the largest distillery of magical alcohol. With such a politically and economically powerful partner, Harry Potter sir will be able to get the best representation possible.
"Another reason why Dobby recommends him is because of his wife and daughter. His wife is currently a healer who consults with St. Mungos but also has her own private practice. His daughter is a trainee auror currently, and she graduated a year before sir entered Hogwarts. Nymphadora Tonks is currently considered to be one of the stars of the Auror Academy and is Master Auror Moody's personal apprentice. She has garnered the interest of Kingsley Shacklebolt to be taken under his wing after the academy. She has manifested a rare ability known as metamorphmagus, where she can change her appearance at will, a trait that used to be common within the House of Black. Fair warning sir: do not call Nymphadora by her first name. Dobby saw her hex another trainee nastily sir when he taunted her with her first name. Harry Potter sir will have inroads to the DMLE and a possible healer for Harry Potter sir. Finally, they are distantly related to you through your paternal grandmother and Dobby thought sir could do with better family. From what Dobby had seen, they are a good family sir."
Dobby folded the parchment and waited with nervous anticipation for his master's response. Harry Potter was impressed. The information that Dobby gleaned was much more comprehensive than he thought he would get from him. He nodded and smiled, "Good job Dobby. I think I am going to take your suggestion and try to get in contact with Mr. Tonks," Dobby gave him a huge smile and nodded furiously. He wrote a letter to Edward Tonks requesting for his services and setting up a potential appointment for an initial meeting. He then focused on another topic that was weighing on his mind.
"Dobby do you have a way to move the basilisk carcass from the Chamber of Secrets?"
Dobby thought about it for a second, and nodded, "Dobby can enter the Chamber of Secrets since Master Harry has entered the chamber. But Dobby cannot teleport with the carcass directly. Portkeys will not work in the chamber either. But Dobby can bring other people inside the chamber to render the carcass."
 "Thank you, Dobby. All we need now is our law wizard to do his magic," Harry exclaimed. He finished going through the letter and making appropriate adjustments, he sealed it in an envelope. He had Dobby charm the letter to be only opened by Edward Tonks. He wrote another letter Gringotts asking for monthly bank statements. He was going to send the letter to Gringotts through Hedwig; however, the letter to Edward Tonks must be sent through Dobby. There is no telling what kind of mail direction wards are in place on his owl. If he were to take a guess, there is some sort of mail filtration on him. To think he did not receive a single piece of mail despite his status in the wizarding world seems a little unbelievable.
 Looking around at the room, Harry requested, "Would it be possible for you to see if you can buy some of these books? I want to make a project out of fixing the vanishing cabinet over the summer. I am not too sure which of these books are the relevant ones, but if we can find about 10 books, I assume that would be fine. The other cabinet of this pair is in Borgin and Burkes, can you buy that one as well?" Dobby took out a parchment, wrote down his requests and nodded.
"Thank you, Dobby. Here is the letter to Mr. Tonks," Harry handed the letter to Dobby, who tucked it away in his suit and he flickered out of existence with a snap, crack, and a pop.
Harry stepped out of the Room of Requirement and walked towards the Owlery. As he entered the Owlery, his majestic snow owl glided gracefully onto his outstretched arm. After cooing and talking to Hedwig for a while, he gave her the mail to be sent to Gringotts. Harry watched as Hedwig flew into the afternoon sky and stood while she out of his sight. She was another death in vain.
For his second task, he made his way over to the Gryffindor Head of House office. He had electives to change and relationships to improve. Once he came in front of the door, he knocked once. A familiar voice commanded, "Enter."
Harry entered the room. Frames of pictures and newspaper clippings with several alumni covered the walls. He spotted a picture of his parent's wedding close to the desk she was seated at. To left he saw three bookshelves covered with various books in different fields, but mainly had books relating to transfiguration. McGonagall's desk was orderly, but it looked well used with parchments and books ordered neatly on the table. In front of her desk was a high-backed chair, no doubt to make the visitor slightly uncomfortable. Or she might want to test their ability to transfigure. Something to surprise her with the next year. This is her way of appraising an individual. Anyone unable to transfigure the chair is not worthy of her attention. Anyone worthy of her attention is then scrutinized by the way they transfigure the chair. Kind of like a personality test I keep hearing in the muggle world.  Ah! I know just the spell to use. Too bad I can't use magic today. She sat behind the desk, her eyes peering at him above her glasses, her nose and face dipped slightly low.
"Well Mr. Potter this is a wonderful surprise, take a seat. What is the occasion for your visit?" she said with her usual no-nonsense tone.
Harry jovially replied, "Good afternoon Professor! Before we begin, I was wondering if you would cast a softening charm on the chair please, it seems a tad uncomfortable you know. I am not allowed use magic for the day after the incident last night you see. Nurse's orders and all that."
McGonagall slightly raised her eyebrows. Without a word and an elegant flick of her wand, she transfigured the chair to a more comfortable one. A hint of a smile graced her features when the young Potter bounded over the chair and sat down, not squirming under discomfort at her gaze; unlike the usual students who walk in here or most anyone really.
 Took charge of the conversation with his greetings and displayed the practical sense to apply the knowledge learnt in class, a solution fitting the knowledge of a second year. Elegant solution for the chair while he could not use his magic, which points to ingenuity. The confidence to ask for a more comfortable chair brings, plus a walk which did not betray false confidence. Holding a gaze that does not betray any emotions other than the smile on his face. Well done Mr. Potter. Confident, courageous, innovative and a thrown in with a hint of intelligence, an ideal Gryffindor indeed. No wonder the sword appeared in his hands.
He saw Professor McGonagall's expression warm up considerably. So, I was right. Next time got to impress her with my wand work. He smiled, "Professor, I am here to change my electives from Divination to Ancient Runes and Arithmancy."
Now her eyebrows rose further than the last time. She did not expect the young Potter to change those classes. His best friend, Mr. Weasley who is notorious for his lack of effort in class, she noted he influences Harry Potter greatly. One does not become an educator for forty years and not learn how to recognize patterns of behavior. She surmised that due Mr. Weasley's influence, while Mr. Potter provides adequate wand work, his theory work is just par even if he is friends with the brightest student of the year. Or that his parents were some of the brightest students she had the pleasure of teaching.
For Harry to take initiative and change his course sounds extremely promising to her. Added to the little display he put on today at lunch, her impression of Harry Potter rose a several notches, much like every other professor. Pomona would not stop crying and I doubt Filius lost the spring in his steps even by now. He probably is bouncing off the walls in his office as we speak, and poor Hagrid was going through handkerchiefs at the rate of knots. Well except for Severus, everyone else seemed pleasantly surprised by Harry Potter's actions.
Her smile widened and replied, "Certainly Mr. Potter, I will make the appropriate changes. I am glad that you changed your choices for electives. Divinations is quite a… ah, wooly subject. There is only one method to be successful in Divination, either you have the Gift of Sight or you do not," she paused slightly to let her words hang in the air, to establish a hint of authority back into the conversation. It would be unbecoming of her station to let her improved impression of the young Potter influence her conversation. She carefully probed, "Though, what prompted you to change your electives, especially when Mr. Weasley's choices have not changed?"

Struck by the Killing Curse of Lord Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest, Harry Potter meets Death. Death provides him an opportunity. 

An opportunity that allows him to do more than survive, to finally live the life he has been deprived of. An opportunity that sends our protagonist back in time to the end of his second year. Rated M just in case.


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"Okay. Now we will be plucking out the tamarind plant. Wear these earbuds to make sure you don't hear it cry. If you hear it you will faint." said the professor. They all plucked their tamarind plant. A boy fainted after hearing it cry. The rest continued to pluck the plant and placed it in the pot. The boy was brought to the sickbed by the professor. The rest went to their next class. 'hash a sta la pus ta' Harry Potter heard this strange voice. He did not know who was saying it. He asked his friends Hermione and Ron who were beside him. "we don't hear anything Harry. What happened Harry?" asked the two friends. Nothing replied Harry. They went to their next lesson. Severus Snape called out for Harry and Malfoy to compete with each other. Harry made Malfoy fly back and Malfoy did the same to Harry in return. Then Malfoy let out a snake. Harry spoke to the snake in snake language. Everybody including Malfoy and Snape looked at Harry in astonishment. They were stunned. They all froze to the ground. After the lesson, Ron and Hermione met Harry and asked him how he knew the snake language?"I didn't speak any snake language, did I?" asked Harry. "yes you did?"answered Ron. "So that is why I hear some voice that voice is also snake language but who is talking to me in snake language?" asked Harry. Ron and Hermione shrugged their shoulders. 'hash a sta la pus ta' Harry heard that voice again. He followed the voice. He felt that the voice was coming from behind the wall he followed the voice and went down."This is strange. There are spiders climbing out of the window. This is unusual." said Harry."Guys look here!" cried Ron. There was blood on the wall. There was something written there.' THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED ENEMIES OF THE HEIR...BEWARE'. The trio was astonished. At the side, they saw a cat hung on the hook. It was Mr.Flith's cat, Mrs.Norris. Soon all the teachers, staffs and students came to the incident site. Mr.Flitch accused Harry of writing the statement on the wall using her cat's blood. Harry Potter, Hermione and Ron were called out to Dumbledore's office. "I know Harry Potter didn't do this. However, people accused you. Alright, is there anything that you will like to tell me Harry Potter?" asked Dumbledore. "No professor," said Harry Potter in a kind manner. The next day at night Harry and Ron were talking about the incident when they saw a group of professors gathered in-front of the wall. They hid behind the wall and listened to what they were talking.  There was another statement written in blood. 'HER SKELETON WILL LIE IN THE CHAMBER FOREVER' the statement said. It was also written on blood."Who is the girl?" asked Dumbledore and professor McGonagall said it is Ginny Weasley. Ron started to cry. Tears swelled up in his eyes when he heard that his sister was trapped in the chamber of secrets. Harry consoled him. "The job of finding Ginny shall be yours, Professor Lockhart," said Professor McGonagall to a professor. He was the one who wrote about the chamber of secrets. So, the job was given to him assuming that he knows a lot about the chamber of secret.

No place is a better place for looking at some information than a library. One of Iris reasons to go to Hogwarts is to personally see the content of it's library. Iris has spent almost all of her free times there. Sometimes she would be accompany by Hermione Granger, who think of her as comrade with same hobbies. Or, in this current situation, Draco Malfoy, who's been wandering alone around Harry and Iris lately.

Draco has just finish his charms assignment, he look up from his parchment to see Iris still busy, reading some old books.  He noticed that Iris usually read books about curses or charms. Draco rolled up his parchment and put it in his school bag, alongside his self-inking Quill.

He rise from his seat and strech, "I'll go back first, okay." he said.

"Ok, bye." Iris said without looking up from the book that she read.

"Bye." Draco shook his head at the flat response, getting used to it now. He grab his bag and walk out of the library.

Draco just walk pass by the Great Hall when he was grab from behind, hand covering his mouth.

He was thrown in an empty room nearby. He turn his head to see Crabbe and Goyle standing menacingly while looking at him.

"What?" Draco ask arrogantly, try to stand back while dusting his robe off the dust.

Crabbe kick him hard, "Stop acting like you're our boss. You're not."

Draco snorted. Crabbe get angry and went to kick him again. Goyle stop him.

Crabbe turn to face Goyle, "Why did you hold me back?"

"His Dad can get us kill." Goyle said.

"Forget him." Crabbe wave Goyle away, "Don't you remember what my father wrote in his letter, there is a move in the Ministry, the Minister did not take after Malfoy again."

What a dumbass, Draco thought. His father has wrote him too. Minister Fudge has been trying to curry favor with Black. He's been ignoring Lucius, Draco's father. Lucius has a suspicion that Fudge may have something planned. Lucius know about his son friendship with Potter and told Draco to trust his insting instead. Draco is so happy when he's told that he could keep Potter friendship.

But, this two is such a pain in his ass. 

***

"Ehm." Light cough disturb Iris.

She look up from the book that she's reading and come to face Madam Pince.

"Time to close." the librarian said.

"Oops." Iris look back at the book on her hands to memorize the last page that she read and write it in a little notebook that she kept. 

She closed the book and put it back to it's place where she took it from before. She wave Madam Pince goodbye and walk out of the library.

Iris walk with silent and steady steps. She's just about to take a turn to go downstairs to the Hufflepuff entrance when she heard commotion. She stop walking and try to hear better. It's like someone getting mad at some other guy?

Iris walk slowly to the source of the sound. It is in an empty room that she know exist near there. Iris stop to peek at the unclosed door and found three young boys. Two is big bodies and one is thin blonde boy. 

Is that Draco? That blonde is so Malfoy like. Iris squint her eyes. Definetely Draco. And that big boys is the twins but not twins, that has been with him at Hogwarts Express before. Who is it again? Damn, she can't remember their names. Whatever. They were talking, well, the big boys is talking. Draco just stand there, stick to the wall.

"...always together with Potter."

Hm. What is it all about?

Draco move from his place in the wall, "It's none of your bussiness." he said.

Iris want to applaud Draco. It's look like he's been forced to a corner by the two boys and got threatened to stay away from Harry, but still managed to sound so arrogant. 

One of the boys grab Draco collar shirt roughly, "You think we're afraid of you?" 

"Aren't you nothing more than Malfoy's lackeys?" Draco said. That was what Ronald Weasley from Gryffindor use to insult them.

The boy kick Draco hard. Iris has just want to move her fingers to block the attack when someone walk pass her, straight in to the room.

Damn it, Harry. 

***

Harry Potter has just finish another one of his daily mind conversation with Voldemort. He got up from his bed and went to look for Iris. Theo has said before that Iris is in library the last time he sees her, so Harry go out from the Hufflepuff common room to fetch her.

He see her walk pass the door that's leading to their common room. Harry find her eavesdropping nearby. He too hear what was said. When he see that Crabbe want to kick Draco, he move forward to block the kick. He push hard and throw Crabbe away from Draco.

"WHAT THE??!!" Crabbe blown up, but got silent when he see Harry Potter standing protectively in front of Draco.

Goyle move to help Crabbe and stand beside him. Harry just stand there in silent. Draco look up at Harry like he's his hero. Iris still stand by the door. No need for her to get involved then.

They are glaring at each other, more like Crabbe and Goyle are glaring at Harry, who's glaring back at them. Draco just look disdainfully at his two housemates.

"That's enough." Harry suddenly said, "Stay away from Draco."

"Saint Potter is so brave, he even defend Death Eaters son." Crabbe mock Harry.

Harry is frowning, how come this two have guts to hit Malfoy, things has change this time around.

"What??" Crabbe missunderstood Harry's silence and continue to mock Harry, "Don't you know Death Eaters? Follower of The Dark Lord? The one who kill your parents?"

Outside, Iris knock her forehead on the wall. That dumbass.

"Oh, shut up." Harry said. Crabbe feel that his tounge get stick in the roof of his mouth. He pointed at Harry with red face. Goyle grab him and take him away from the room.

"Idiots." Harry said at their backs. Crabbe want Harry to hate Draco for the things that Lucius Malfoy did, totally forget about the fact that they too, are son's of a Death Eaters. He turn to look at Draco, "Are you okay?"

Draco nodded, he can't believe that Potter still defend him after what Crabbe has said.

"Can you walk?" Harry ask, "Did he kick you somewhere?"

Draco grimaced, just realizing that he's been kicked twice, his foot and stomach did feel hurts.

"We'll go to the hospital wings." Harry then help him to walk.

They both walk by pass the empty corridor. Eh. Harry's glancing around to find Iris, none. Where did she go again? Sigh. He focus on getting Draco to Madam Pomfrey instead.

***

"Mmm...mmmmm..mmmm" Crabbe try to talk to Goyle. Feeling angry. There's two of them, he believe that they can take over Potter. Why did Goyle take him away? He push Goyle hard.

Goyle sigh, "Don't you see that he curse you without wands?" 

Crabbe eyes widened. He did not realized that.

"Potter is different." Goyle said, "We can't just fight him like that."

Crabbe nodded.

"What I don't understand is, why did you guys have to talk about his parents?" there is a girl voice behind them, "Don't you know that I have spent a very long time try to convince him to take this path?"

Crabbe and Goyle turn around and see Iris Swan. They are feeling weird at the moment, where did this girl come from?

"We don't know what you're talking about." Goyle said.

"And you won't." Iris move her fingers.

Crabbe and Goyle turn to face each other, they grab each other clothes and started fighting. Iris look at them one last time at the duo. Sigh heavily, then walk away.

***

The first time Harry Potter repeat his life, he thought he got a second chance to fix everything  and save everyone.

The second time it happen, he thought that life (or is it death) must be play a joke at him.

The next time it happen again, he just feel tired and want it all to end.

Now it happen, Harry is surprised to find a little girl he never seen before.

"You've done it all wrong." Iris Swan said while giving Harry devil eyes, "you're saving the wrong people, making win the wrong side."

Harry is dumbfounded.

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