"Harry Potter and the Knowledge of Ancient Magic."
Summary: The-boy-who-lived is being subjected to various changes that would one day change the fate of Wizarding World. However, petty teenager conflicts can harm the greatest of minds and Harry finds out that in the age of Mass Freedom, his best friend is still very conservative. My version of Harry's 5th year at Hogwarts. Animagus training, New powers, and a bit of H/Hr.
Smiling broadly, Harry took a step forward and said.
"Uncle Vernon, I want to introduce you to my Godfather, Sirius Black."
As soon as the words escaped Harry's mouth, a horrified expression appeared on the faces of all the Dursleys. Dudley went white as chalk. Aunt Petunia's whole body started shaking violently. Uncle Vernon also looked terrified but not as much as his horse-faced wife and 'precious' son, much to Harry's disappointment.
Harry turned his head towards Sirius's direction. He had a very smug look on his face and was chuckling softly. Harry laughed in his head amused that Sirius was enjoying this situation very much. Harry felt a sense of satisfaction over-whelm him. After all these years, continuously being harassed by the Dursleys, he finally found satisfaction in seeing his Godfather taking his revenge from them.
After some moments, Uncle Vernon seemed to over-come his initial shock and fear. He tried unsuccessfully to make his gestures appear stern. "What do you want from me? Were those freaks, James and Lilly Potter, not enough to betray?" Uncle Vernon said in what to be called a pure loathing voice. Harry saw his Godfather shook in anger.
"What do you know about Harry's parents or me, you pathetic fools. You don't know anything about Wizards and Magic. They or Harry are not freaks. The only one who is freak here is you people. Treating Harry like a slave of yours for fifteen years? Eh? You can't be humans even. What you done to him already, I forgive, taking you as his only relatives alive. But from now on, if I heard a single complaint of you three from Harry, you all will pay."
The Dursley and Harry stood there frozen at Sirius's sudden outburst. "Come on Harry." Sirius said, turning away and moving towards the door. Harry, with one last good-bye glance at the Dursleys, followed him.
After some walking, Sirius took a deep sigh and sat on an empty bench. He had cooled down a bit. Harry sat by his side. "Why did you get so angry at them suddenly?" Harry asked, although he knew that very well. Sirius was a very close and trusted friend of his parents. And, naturally, can't sit by while someone insulted them.
Sirius, again, took a deep sigh, as to suppress his anger, and said. "They insulted James and Lilly, Harry. Weren't you mad at them too?" Harry leaned onto the bench, with a saddened expression on his face, he said. "Yes I was. But I have kind of get used to hear such type of insults. I even blew up Aunt Marge for insulting my parents." Harry grinned suddenly, recalling the event. Sirius laughed with him. But then worry replaced the laughter on his face. "You weren't expelled for practicing magic outside Hogwarts?" He asked wondering. "No, some how I did it without a wand. I think that's why I wasn't caught." Harry replied.
Sirius's eyes widened. "You did that without a wand? How could it be? Sure people were known to do some wand-less magic earlier in the History, about 10,000 years ago. But no one can do that nowadays. Dumbledore can do some simpler spells without a wand." Harry had a confused look on his face. But Sirius continued anyway. "But magic like this? And, besides, Dumbledore is the most powerful and qualified wizard living. You haven't even graduated yet."
Harry shifted uncomfortably under Sirius's amazed as well as admiring gaze. He hated this, being special and all. Sirius seemed to understand Harry's uneasiness and stood up. "Come on, Harry. We have yet to meet another friend. She lives in the neighborhood." Sirius added, after watching Harry's confused face. "Who is she? I know all the people living here. But I think no one here can be related to magic." Harry asked. "Besides, you know her very well, Harry." Sirius smiled at him meaningfully and changed from Sirius into Snuffles.
After a walk of 10 minutes, they arrived at a house Harry knew very well. "SHE IS A WITCH?" Harry nearly screamed with shock. They were standing in front of Mrs. Figg's house. She was Harry's old babysitter who liked cats very much. Sirius transformed again and faced the door so that no one could see his face. "Yes, and don't scream, people are looking at us." Sirius replied enjoying Harry's shocked state.
Sirius ranged the door-bell. The chirping of sparrow was heard inside the house. Soon, Harry heard the voice of his old babysitter, cursing. "Who's at the door?" She barked. "Easy, easy Arabella, its me, Sirius." Sirius chuckled merrily. There was complete silence inside the house for a second and the next second the door was slammed open by Mrs. Figg. She looked at Sirius for a second and the next thing Harry knew was that she was hugging Sirius furiously.
Soon, she noticed Harry and gasped. "Sirius, Ha…..Ha…...Harry?" She stuttered. "Nothing to worry Arabella. I have asked permission from Professor Dumbledore and he said that it was not necessary any longer to hide the truth from him." Sirius chuckled.
"Harry, this is Arabella Figg, she was in our year at Hogwarts and was Lilly's best friend." Sirius introduced her to Harry. "In your year?" Harry wondered aloud. Sirius laughed with Arabella. "She is in disguise, Harry. She is much younger than this." Sirius replied. "Oh." Harry said, turning beet red, embarrassed that he can't assume such an obvious thing. Sirius was looking very happy after he met Mrs. Figg. Harry noticed this and smiled in his head.
Harry entered Diagon Alley along with Sirius. They have stopped at Arabella's house for an hour. Harry now really came to know her. She was very nice and kind. And she definitely not liked cats. It was only to deceive others. Harry was really happy to meet her.
After getting his other things like quills, parchments, ink bottles and some treat for Hedwig, Harry finally entered Flourish and Blotts to buy his school books. There were different sections for different subjects. Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Astronomy, Divination, Potions all had their respective shelves. Harry had gone to collect his Transfiguration book when he saw an old, rusty book on Animagi beside it. A sudden idea struck Harry's mind. If Voldemort was after Harry, he very much needed to over-come this art of transfiguring his body into an animal. He decided to ask Sirius about it. Since, he was an animagus as well. With that settled Harry paid for all his stuff and moved towards the dark corner where Sirius was waiting for him.
Sirius transformed back into his human form after seeing Harry. Harry reached him and decided to ask. "Um…Sirius can you please teach me how to become an animagus." Sirius straightened a bit at his request. "I know why you want to learn that. But Harry it is very dangerous and a very long process. I can't risk teaching that to you myself. If you really want to do this, I will tell Dumbledore of your request. And if he thought it was alright, then he will assign a qualified teacher to teach you. But Harry, not all the wizards can become an animagus. It is not exactly rare. But if you can't, please don't get disheartened." Sirius said seriously.
Harry was a bit disappointed that he can't learn it from his Godfather but anyways, he was looking forward to it.
Today was 1st of September. The day he waited most. The day to ride Hogwarts express and escape from his horrible relatives. He still remembered the first time he was able to go away from the shadows of his aunt, uncle and his horrible cousin Dudley. That was his first year at Hogwarts. He sighed. Nothing will be like that now.
He looked out the window of the car. His Uncle Vernon was driving him to King's Cross Station. Since the arrival and threat of Sirius, the behavior of the Dursleys had become some what nicer to him. Dudley has not beaten him up since then and his Aunt and Uncle weren't that annoying now.
Harry looked at his shining Prefect badge. Sirius was very proud of him when he had told him. Harry missed his parents very much at the moment. Soon, they reached the railway station. It was as crowded as ever. There were Muggles everywhere in the sight, busy in their daily work. However, there were also a few Wizards who had came by to say good bye to their children attending Hogwarts
Harry made his way from the barrier between platform nine and ten and onto platform 9 3/4. He met many of his friends on his way to the last compartment. He placed his trunk in a corner of the compartment and got seated comfortably on a seat and started waiting patiently for his friends.
After half an hour, Hermione made her way through the compartment door. She was panting heavily from having lifted such a heavy trunk which was full of her books. She smiled as soon as she saw him. 'He has grown a lot this summer'. She thought. Harry had indeed grown a bit that summer. And thanks to the hard Quidditch practice Wood made them do, Harry was no longer as skinny and short.
She, too, placed her trunk in a corner. She sat across from Harry. And immediately started talking about which subject she was taking this year at Hogwarts. Thankfully, they were less than their third year. Obviously, she had learned a lesson from that. She was so busy and exhausted back in their third year that Harry was very much relieved by her choice of lessons.
Soon, Ron also entered the compartment. He sat besides Harry and immediately busied him into a Quidditch-talk. Hermione was not very happy by the change of topic.
"Hey Harry, now that Oliver Wood is gone, I wonder who will become the Captain. And you people have to find a new keeper for the team, too." Ron said.
"Yeah. Personally, I think Alicia will be a great captain. As for the keeper, I think there will be tryouts to fulfill the place."
"I, too, think that Alicia is good but she will have a hard competition with Angelina. By the way, who do think are the Prefects of our year. Surely, Malfoy would be one, much to my displeasure, judging by his father's influence in the Ministry and on the Governors." Ron said.
Hermione immediately looked up from her book and proudly said. "Well, I am one." Ron snickered at this. "Who would've thought." He said sarcastically. "Shut up Ron." She snapped. "I wonder who the other Prefects are." She said. Harry shifted uncomfortably. "Well, I am one." Harry said, unsure what effect it will bring out of them. They both jumped up. But the expressions on their faces were entirely different. Ron had pressed his lips together tightly and Hermione had a large smile on her lips. Harry had a neutral thought at that moment. On one hand he was happy that Hermione was okay with the idea of him being a Prefect, but, on the other hand he was sad that Ron had not taken it well.
"I should have guessed already." Hermione said happily. Harry smiled thankfully at her. "We are very happy for you. Aren't we Ron?" Hermione said last part with gritted teeth. "Uh… Yeah. We are very happy." He said receiving a death glare from Hermione.
At the very moment, Malfoy stepped in with his 'friends', Crabbe and Goyle. "Well, well, well. What do we have here scar-head, a penniless weasel and Mud blood." He said, all while laughing. "Say what do you want and SOD OFF!" Ron shouted. "Well Weasel, insulting a Prefect, I see, I can deduct points from your house for that." Malfoy sneered. "You are not the only one Prefect here. I and Harry are also Prefects." Hermione said, calmly.
"So, Potter has been given the favor again because of his fame. And poor weasel, being ignored again. tch. tch. tch. I am very sorry for you weasel." Malfoy said, with a fake sadness in his voice.
"I am NOT being chosen because of my fame, you bastard." Harry shouted angrily and looked at Ron for support but he remained silent. Harry felt something broke in his heart. He knew what it was……His trust on Ron. Hermione was also staring wide-eyed at Ron.
"See, even Weasel agrees with me. Huh, Weasel?" Malfoy had the biggest of smiles on his pale face. It looked like he was having the time of his life. "Sod off, Malfoy." Ron said quietly. "Oh. Weasel said me to sod off. What do I do?" He said in a trembling voice. Crabbe and Goyle laughed. They were enjoying it very much, too.
As he opened his mouth to say something rude, the door to the compartment opened, and in came a person with tired eyes and a sad smile playing on his lips. "Professor Lupin!" Harry cried. The man was indeed Professor Lupin who had teached them Defense Against the Dark Arts in their third year at Hogwarts.
Malfoy sneered at the Professor, and then he turned to face Harry. "See you in class." He said and disappeared behind the compartment door. Professor Lupin turned towards them and said with a hint of urgency in his voice. "Hi! Hermione, Ron. Harry I want to have a very important talk with you, now!"
A.N. Here's the second chapter. I know it is boring right now but it will get better in the later chapters. Please Review!