"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.
Harry woke up to find out that he was being late for the breakfast. He hurriedly got dressed and went to the Great Hall for breakfast. While breakfast, Professor McGonagall distributed their schedules. Harry read the schedule.
Schedule for the Fifth Year Gryffindors
1. Potions -------- Gryffindor-Slytherin -------- 9:00 AM
2. Transfiguration -------- Gryffindor-Hufflepuff -------- 10:00 AM
3. Divination -------- Gryffindor-Rawenclaw -------- 11:00 AM
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4. Care of Magical Creatures -------- Gryffindor-Hufflepuff -------- 1:00 PM
5. Charms -------- Gryffindor-Slytherin -------- 2:00 PM
6. Defense Against the Dark Arts -------- Gryffindor-Slytherin -------- 3:00 PM
Harry groaned after reading that they again have Potions with Slytherins. 'I wonder why Dumbledore always have to do this to us.' He was also very disappointed to know that they have Defense Against the Dark Arts class at the end of the day. He shook the disappointment out of his head. If he was to face Voldemort and save others, he has to gain as much knowledge and learn as many spells as was possible. Now, with grim determination, Harry headed towards the Potions dungeon.
This was, probably, the first day in Harry's life when he has paid his full attention in every class, even Divination. Trelawney, as always, had once again predicted Harry's death, but he didn't even gave it a second thought.
Now, he knew why Hermione was always first in class, because she paid attention. Today, when Harry had paid attention in Transfiguration, he was astonished that he had performed the spell correctly and before every one else, even Hermione. Professor McGonagall was very pleased with him and awarded ten points to Gryffindor. Generally, it was a good day for Harry. He had paid attention in his class and even Snape couldn't find a way to pick on to Harry. Harry was now very eager to attend Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It had always been his favorite class, and now with Remus Lupin teaching it, it would be even more enjoying. Harry was also looking forward for Animagus training, even more than his DADA class. It was tomorrow night after dinner. He had always wanted to be an Animagus like his father and his mischievous friends. And now, it was his opportunity, and he wouldn't waste it.
Harry, Hermione and Ron were heading towards the DADA class. In charms class they have learned some new charms useful in dueling. Hagrid had decided to tell them something about the centaurs. He had even invited a centaur today to show them. Harry remembered him from his first year; it was Firenze, the centaur that had saved his life from Quirrel back in his first year. Harry enjoyed the lesson very much. For other students it was enough that they had no danger to their lives from this creature.
Harry quickly crossed the corridor and entered the DADA classroom. They sat with Harry in the middle and waited for the Professor. Most of the students had arrived already.
By the time Professor Lupin entered the classroom, all places were filled. He came in the front of the class. "I hope you all remember me from your third year. By the way I am Professor Lupin and I will be teaching you Defense Against the Dark Arts this year. Now, any questions?" He asked.
Malfoy sneered and raised his hand. "Yes Mr. Malfoy." He stood up and said in an insulting voice. "Is it true that you are a werewolf?" He almost spat the word 'werewolf' out. Harry saw various emotions at Professor's face at once. Rage and sadness were most evident. It was obvious that Malfoy had only said that to humiliate Professor Lupin. Every Gryffindor was giving him death-glares. Every one expected that Professor will deduct points from Slytherin house and will give Malfoy a detention. But Harry was astonished when the Professor suppressed his anger and said very calmly. "Yes Mr. Malfoy. But surely you have no objection. Now, do you?"
Malfoy moved his head in denial. However, his expressions betrayed that he had, he just didn't dared to say it aloud. "Very well, sit down then." Professor Lupin said and faced the class. "I think now we should start our lesson." He scanned the faces of the students very carefully. "We will be learning about wand-less magic during the first term." Many of the students gasped at this. Hermione's hand immediately shot up in the air. "Yes Ms. Granger." He said.
"Sir isn't it impossible to perform wand-less magic. I mean it was practiced before, but nowadays, the magic is much weaker than before." She asked. "A very good question Ms. Granger. It is almost impossible to perform wand-less magic, but simpler spells can be performed after a lot of practice. The point of teaching you this is that you should be, at least, able to summon your wands in times of need." He said.
All the students seemed to be very interested in this particular topic. For the rest of the period, Professor Lupin told them about some of its History. He also told about some theories to perform wand-less magic.
"Concentration, belief and desire are the key factors in learning wand-less magic. You have to believe that it will happen, for it to happen. Wand-less magic is performed with belief and desire, the greater the desire will be, the greater effect it will bring." He had said.
Harry was looking forward to do wand-less magic. He was more interested in it than anyone else, because it was his desire as well as his need. He was now heading towards the Gryffindor Tower with Ron and Hermione on his side.
When they were at a short distance from the portrait of fat lady, they ran into Peeves. The mischievous poltergeist was carrying a bucket full of ice-cold water. "Ha-Ha-Ha" He laughed evilly. "Looks like you haven't got a nice bath for quite some time. Ugh. You stink!" Peeves acted to be disgusted after smelling Harry. "Want any help." He smiled devilishly. Harry, by that time, had taken his wand out. "Oooh. Wait till I tell Bloody Baron. He would extremely be pleased." Hermione said sarcastically to scare the poltergeist. "No he wouldn't do anything to me. I have already asked his permission and he said it was ok as long as I didn't hurt any Slytherin. So be prepared for a nice, cold bath." He said with a sinister smile playing on his lips and at once poured all the water over Harry's head. However, the water never reached Harry.
"Reverso." Harry shouted and the spell hit the water, which was about to fall on Harry's head. But instead it reversed in direction and hit Peeves square in the face with ten times as much force. The trio doubled in laughter while Peeves hovered in air astounded by the sudden turn in events, when he noticed that they were laughing at him, he left.
"Wow, Harry. That was great." Ron said, doubling over in laughter. "Where did you learned that spell Harry, I have never heard of that one." Hermione said suspiciously.
"You haven't?" Harry said surprised. "Well it was in that book which you sent me for my birthday. It reverses the object to the other direction with a greater power." Harry said, now seriously. Hermione nodded.
She was happy that Harry had actually read that book and has gained something useful. It was so unlike Harry, but taking the events which had happened the night of Third Task when Harry and Cedric were teleported to a graveyard, it was obvious that he wanted to be prepared to face his mortal enemy. She was still oblivious to the events which happened that night. Dumbledore had said if Harry wanted to tell then he, himself, will tell them, but Harry wasn't prepared to tell them anything just yet.
She sighed. She has sensed Harry's discomfort at that particular topic. 'Whatever that had happened should have been very scary and horrible or Harry wouldn't have acted like this. He is not the type of being this upset. Even in between a very critical condition. Hermione noticed that Ron was no longer as worried as he was when Harry had arrived from graveyard with a limp body, carrying Cedric's dead form on his shoulder. She was surprised that Harry was able to lift Cedric's body, considering that he was a lot bigger in height from Harry and was a seventeen year healthy boy while Harry was only 14 and even skinny and shorter for his age.
They soon reached the portrait hole. "Phoenix feather." Harry said the password. The portrait opened up. They entered the common room and discussed about the first day in classes.
They opened their homework and busied themselves in it. Before they knew it, it was bed-time. They bid their good byes to each other and headed towards their respective dorms.
That night when Harry's head reached the pillow, he thought about the Animagus training lesson. He was very eager for that class next day.
Harry smiled at the thought of him being an Animagus. 'I can't wait for the first lesson.' He decided. Soon, he drifted off to another restless sleep.
A.N: I will post the next chapter soon. Thanks to all of you who reviewed!