"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.
Rating: PG
Harry and Hermione headed towards the Great Hall to eat lunch. They sat side by side on the Gryffindor table. Ron hasn't arrived yet. Harry was still angry at Ron for acting like this. But in his heart he knew that Ron was justified for his attitude. Harry has taken everything he always wanted. Harry was rich, famous and the whole Wizarding world worshipped him. He was a very good Quidditch player and winner of the TriWizard Tournament, and now, a Prefect too.
Ron had shown the same behavior when Harry was selected as Hogwarts champion. But he had apologized when came to know it was not Harry which had done it. It was surfaced again, probably by Harry's appointment as a Prefect. But he didn't acknowledge the dangers and responsibilities that came with all that fame. People in Wizarding World considered him as a hero who will rescue them from You-Know-Who, and because of it, all of them looked upon him at any time of trouble.
Harry never understood before why Dumbledore always get him to manage all the Voldemort stuff. It was known that nothing in Hogwarts can escape his notice. Now Harry understood that Professor Dumbledore knew that he will be looked upon at any time of trouble, which was why he got him to manage all that troubles the school faced during all these years.
But Ron hasn't known that. He hadn't for once faced a big trouble except at that giant chessboard back in their first year. He hadn't seen that horrific and hideous face of Voldemort's….he doesn't know anything. He wasn't the one who lived with Dursleys for ten years, when it is difficult to bear them for even ten minutes.
Harry had been living with that pathetic people after his parents' death. It was never like a home to him. In fact it was more like a jail. Then on his eleventh birthday, he had been rescued from them by Hagrid. He still remembered that day. That was the day his whole life took a new turn. It was on that day that he knew who he really was. It was on that day he made his first friend…..Hagrid. Until that day, he was kept totally oblivion to magic. But it was now like a second nature to him. Then he had faced life-threatening events in his every year. And the pain and sadness that came from that night was still fresh.
While Harry was thinking, Ron came in through the doors of the Great Hall. He scanned the Gryffindor Table for any signs of his 'best friends'. 'Huh best friends.' He thought bitterly. 'If they were my best friends, they wouldn't have done that to me. They both have everything I ever wanted. Top students, famous, Prefects…..Harry has even Hermione, the girl that I wanted most. I see the way she looks at him.' He thought. He missed them. But on the contrary, he knew that it was not their fault what they were. But still, he felt completely left out between his two famous friends. They both were beloved by teachers, of course Snape not included. And he, the poor penny-less Ron Weasley with old robes and things, loved by none. Although he knew his friends loved him, but he was too stubborn to admit it.
He sat away from Harry and Hermione. He made sure that they weren't able to see him. He didn't want to talk with them right now. He needed to think. He had shown that kind of behavior to keep them away from him for some time.
Despite Ron's try to hide, Hermione had seen him sit away from them purposely. She nudged Harry in the ribs. "Harry." She whispered. "Ron."
Harry looked over to the place Hermione had just pointed. Ron was sitting there eating all by himself, deep in his thoughts. "So, what do I do?" Harry snapped.
"Harry he is our friend. We should at least ask him the problem. Maybe it is not what we are thinking. Maybe it is something different, about some…..family problems." Hermione said, trying desperately to convince him. Although she knew it was not that which had pulled Ron away from them.
Harry wanted to believe her. He wanted to believe that it was not him that Ron was running from. That it was just a family problem and that Ron will be their friend again. But he can't deny the strange feelings he was getting. It was like a sixth sense telling him that something was wrong. Harry tried to forget all the intruding ideas set in his mind but he can't. He desperately wanted Ron to be his friend. He moved his head towards the teacher's table at the sound.
All the students watched the teacher's table where Professor Dumbledore had stood up to say something.
"If you all haven't forgotten, I had announced on the starting of year feast, that the Dueling classes will be given to you. Professor Moody has returned from his Ministry work, so, the lessons start from tomorrow. I want you all to take it seriously. Good Luck!" He said and sat down back on his seat.
Harry had totally forgotten about the Dueling classes. He knew very well that it was to teach the students the perfect method of using their capabilities against their enemy. Harry was looking forward to the dueling classes. Although he feared that he will be the center of attraction. He knew very well, that he will be. Like every other DADA teacher, Professor Moody will also take keen interest in Harry and will use him for demonstrations. Harry hated this. He certainly hoped that Professor Moody will choose someone….anyone else besides him.
The pain in his scar had disappeared again. It was there when he had gone to Professor Dumbledore's Office and after his return. His scar had not hurt that long before. He guessed that pain lasted long because Voldemort was now technically alive and was in his own body.
Harry was still deep in his thoughts when Hermione shook him and nearly dragged him towards the classroom. They had Potions first. It reminded Harry of the bravery and courage that Snape was showing for the school. Harry was not lying when he said that he was starting to respect Professor Snape. He had still not told anything to Hermione about his dream or his meeting with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape. He decided to tell her about the dream after the class.
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The Potions class was not as it always had been. It was very unusual as Professor Snape had not deducted any points from Gryffindor at Harry's account, although he got many opportunities. All students were very surprised and confused but Harry knew that it because of the previous night.
All the other classes were usual. Harry was now sitting with Hermione in Great Hall to eat lunch. Almost all the students were there eating lunch. The hall was filled with whispers about the Dueling classes.
"Hermione I want to tell you something after the classes." Harry said, finally. He had decided to tell her about it. "Is it…. something about……You-Know-Who?" She asked worriedly. "Yes. And how did you know that it is about Voldemort?" Harry asked.
"I saw that you were very worried today and then you decided to tell me about something. You were also sitting in common room when I arrived today and usually it is me who is the one to wake up first. All these things show that something unusual has happened. And certainly who could be the cause of it except You-Know-Who." She explained.
"Yes you are right. I will tell you about it after classes." Harry said, still astonished at Hermione's amazing deduction.
"What are we going to do about Ron, Harry?" Hermione asked after a long silence. "What about him?" Harry asked sharply.
"Harry he is our friend. Okay if you don't want to go talk to him I will go and make him understand." Hermione said, a bit angrily.
She was annoyed of this drama or whatever it was. She had decided to knock some sense into Ron's thick skull. She knew that Ron was jealous. They had a fight on it at the train. But Ron hadn't accepted it.
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All the classes including DADA were bore. Professor Lupin had asked them to read an article on wandless magic in class. In charms also they have done all the theoretical work. Care of Magical Creatures was of course a practical one, but it was what they didn't appreciated very much.
Harry still didn't wanted Hermione to meet Ron. "If he doesn't cares for us, then why should we go to him? He should come to us." He had said. Hermione didn't agree with him. "At least we should know the problem." She replied.
Ron came into the common room and without giving them a second glance, headed towards boy's dorms.
"Ron, wait!" Hermione called, moving towards him.
They both shared a few sentences, Harry couldn't hear, and then disappeared through the portrait hole.
Harry sat on the same place, not trying to move. He was not mad at Ron. But his ego didn't allow him to go to Ron first. 'I haven't done anything. Why should I go and apologize for something I haven't done?' He thought.
After half an hour, he saw Hermione coming in from the portrait hole. She was positively fuming in rage. She took his hand and dragged him out of the common room and then on to the school grounds.
"What's the matter, Hermione?" Harry asked worriedly. "Is it something about Ron?"
"Who Ron?" She snapped. "I don't know any Ron."
"What happened, Hermione? I am talking about our friend, Ron….Ron Weasley." Harry asked, badly confused.
"Ex-friend would be better. And I don't want to hear his name again." She said, cooling down.
"What happened? Did he say something? I have already told you not to go to him. He doesn't want our company anymore." Harry said. He was getting angry at Ron again for saying such things which had disturbed Hermione.
"Leave it, Harry. I don't want to talk about him. Tell me what you wanted to say." Hermione said, willing to change the topic.
Harry felt her discomfort. "It is that…..I had another……nightmare…..about Voldemort." Harry said, hesitating, that what Hermione would think about him. However, she took it seriously.
"Oh, what was it about?" She said, concerned. Harry told her everything about last night up to his meeting with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape.
"So Professor Snape is spying at You-Know-Who for Dumbledore? I have to admit, it is very courageous of him."
"Yeah. I also thought so. He is very courageous and selfless for doing that." Harry admitted.
Hermione stared wide-eyed at Harry. "You…..think of Professor Snape as….courageous and selfless?" Hermione asked, unbelievingly. Harry blushed. "Well yeah, he hates me, but he is a good man and it is his right to receive such complements."
"Come on. Let's go to dinner." Hermione said after a long silence. They moved towards the Great Hall in silence.
After arriving at Great Hall, they took their seats besides each other and started to eat. When they were about to finish the dinner, Professor Moody appeared at the Gryffindor table. 'Uh. We haven't even attended a class yet and he is already here.' Harry groaned in his mind.
"Mr. Potter, I want to meet you in my office after dinner. OK?" Moody asked. Harry nodded his head, cursing in his mind.
"OK. Enjoy your dinner." He left.
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Harry knocked at the door to Professor Moody's office. "Come in." Came Moody's growling voice.
"Sit down." He said, once Harry had entered the room. "You have any idea why I have called you here?" He enquired.
"No sir." Harry replied.
"I've heard that you have learned the Patronus spell. And also, you were able to resist the Imperious curse. Is this all true?" Moody asked, keenly interested. Swallowing, Harry nodded.
"How were you able to do that?" He demanded.
"I…I don't know sir." Harry replied slowly.
"The way you have mastered the Patronus spell, it looks that it is very easy and non-significant spell. However, I think you know its significance and importance. I just want to ask that how were you able to learn it like it was a beginner's spell?" Moody asked, scanning Harry's face very carefully.
"I have told you already sir. I don't know." Harry replied, in the same tone.
"Hmmm….OK, you can go now." Moody motioned towards the door, after a long and tense silence. Harry stood up and moved towards the door. He had placed his hands on the door-knob when Moody's voice stopped him dead. "And I expect good from you in Dueling class, Mr. Potter. Go now!"
Harry was frustrated. 'Not again.' He thought miserably.
He had yet to go to his Animagus class. He was already ten minutes late; Professor Lupin will be waiting for him.
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"Harry, today we will only go through the History of Animagi and precautions we should take between lessons." Professor Lupin said. "No practical today. First you should know enough about the art of Animagi. And don't be disappointed, we will do it in the next lesson."
Harry was disappointed but he didn't show it. The lesson continued for one and a half hour and Professor Lupin told Harry about every minute detail which was known about Animagi. When the lesson was over, Harry knew pretty much about Animagi.
"Professor, can you tell me which animal can I transform into?" Harry asked before leaving.
"We'll perform the spell on the next lesson Harry. It will tell you which animal you can transform into." Professor smiled. "OK Harry, time to go to bed."
Harry entered the common room. It was empty. Harry, too, decided to go to his bed. He climbed the stairs to the boys' dorm and changed. He was very tired so the sleep soon over-took him.
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The day was very boring. But on the other hand, Harry was very, very anxious to attend the Dueling lessons. He had, at first, dreaded the attention he would get, but eventually, he had accepted the fact that he had get all the attention whatever should he do. He had decided that no longer will he be shy or uncomfortable of any attention. Why should he be?
They were now in charms classroom. Professor Flitwick was on his usual place, on the table top, teaching students. Harry was listening intently to what he was teaching. This was his favorite class besides Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Flitwick was a dueling champion in his time. He was now teaching them a powerful charm called the Whirlwind Charm.
When performed this charm, a whirlwind surrounds the victim and lifts him up from the ground. The victim now moves with the motion of the casters wand. The incantation of the spell was "raisinium windus".
They have been studying it for two or three days. Today it was its first practical lesson and for Harry's annoyance, he was the first one to perform the spell correctly.
"Ah. Mr. Potter. I am not surprised that you are the first one to perform it correctly. Anyways, well done Mr. Potter! Please help the other students as well." Flitwick said.
The remaining period was like a Hell for Harry. He has to go to every student and see if they were doing right. When the period was over Harry thanked the God. Next period was of Defense Against the Dark Arts. So he headed towards the respective classroom.
Harry can't wait to go to the DADA class as Professor Lupin had told them; today would be their first practical lesson. Harry didn't even care if he would get attention. He had decided to attempt it with all of his strength and do his best.
After all the children were seated, Professor Lupin entered the class.
"I am sure that you all will be very excited today as in today's lesson we'll start our practice for wandless magic." He scanned the classroom. "Now what you all have to do is to place your wands in front of you and try to summon it in your hands. Try to imagine that it is in your hands and wish it. At first it would be very difficult for you but you will be able to do that on your own after some time. Remember! You have to concentrate hard. Now start!" He said to the class.
Everybody immediately started to work. Professor Lupin came by Harry's side. "Hi Harry, Hermione. Why Ron is not with you?" Harry and Hermione exchanged a worrying look. Professor Lupin saw this and thought it better that not to enquire. "Harry, you have done it before on your aunt. You know how to do it now?" He said. Hermione stared at him in confusion.
"Wha…what? Harry has done this before?" She said.
"You don't know? Yes he had once performed it 'accidentally' on his aunt when she abused his parents. He blew her up like a balloon." He laughed at the last sentence. Hermione laughed too. Harry just smiled.
"Professor I am sorry I don't know how to do it. But I promise you I'll do my best." He said with determination.
"Go on Harry. Wish you best luck!" Professor said with pride evident in his voice and left.
"Harry you never told us that you are able to do wandless magic." She said.
"I am not. And…" Harry tried to clean his position but was being cut by a mocking voice which, no doubt, belonged to Malfoy.
"Hmmm…..what do we have here? Potter, Granger. Where is Weasel? Has he left the adorable and famous trio? How sad…tsk...tsk….tsk. Maybe he has realized that it is not the right place for him. Huh?" Malfoy said in a fake sad voice. Crabbe and Goyle were right behind his both sides.
"Sod…off…Malfoy." Harry said through gritted teeth. He was already very angry at Ron breaking off their friendship every time he wanted and now hearing it from Malfoy's mouth, it had made him outrageous.
"Oh. So, our little Potty is angry at his friend….or me." Malfoy teased. Crabbe and Goyle laughed again.
"I am warning you for the last time. Go away NOW!" Harry shouted at last part.
"Hey cool down Potter. Don't shout…." Malfoy said, raising his hands in a soothing manner. "You are behaving like Ron, don't you? Hold yourself."
"You blasted git! I'll show you." Harry said through his gritted teeth. He was boiling with anger. His all thinking had stopped. He was away from using his brain. He hadn't realized that he was standing in a class and a teacher was standing there at the moment and he could be expelled for fighting with another student.
He stretched out his hand for his wand. He wished with all his might that the wand would come in his hand. He imagined with all his concentration that his wand is coming to him…flying. Then suddenly a strange thing happened which was noticed by all who were present. A sudden movement was noticed in the wand. All students gasped. The movement in the wand became more evident. Then suddenly the wand came flying into Harry's out-stretched hand.
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A.N: Sorry, if it took too long. But this chapter is about double of the others. So please pardon me. I'll try to update again soon. J