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Harry Potter and the Power of One

Seamy

I am in awe of JK Rowling's wonderful talents. Her talents have made her lots of money and she would be able to pay loads of lawyers who would sue my ass if I tried to make money on this so I'm doing this for free.

CHAPTER ONE

The Many Letters for Harry Potter

In a normal county of Surrey, there was a perfectly normal town, and in that perfectly normal town, there was an equally normal street and in that perfectly normal street, stood a perfectly normal house. But inside that perfectly normal house, in the smallest bedroom, sat a not so normal boy, for Harry Potter could be described in many ways, but one of them certainly wasn't normal. He had thick, untameable, raven black hair, which looked like it had never been brushed before. His face was skinny and young. His eyes where startling, emerald green pools, which were protected by thin, round, black wire glasses. It wasn't his uncontrollable hair, or his shocking green eyes that made Harry un-normal. It was the fact that he was a wizard. Though even in the Wizarding World, Harry wouldn't be described as normal. This is because of another feature of Harry's. A thin, lightening bolt scar took its place on Harry's forehead. It was given to him, on Halloween night, fifteen years ago, by a dark wizard, the most powerful dark wizard in the world, a wizard who's name many still fear too much to speak it, the wizard you goes by the name Lord Voldemort.

Harry was sitting on his bed, in the smallest bedroom of Number Four Privet Drive, looking at pictures in his photo album. He had a sorrowful expression on his face for he was looking at a picture of three people he cared for, but had been taken from him. It was his parent's wedding picture. Standing in the photo were Harry's parents, Lily and James Potter, who were waving happily at Harry. Lily had long, fiery red hair and Harry's emerald eyes. James Harry's looks, except no scar, a longer nose and hazel eyes. Standing beside the happy couple was a handsome man, with full of life grey eyes and long, brown hair so dark that it looked dark. Sirius Black, like the Potters, was waving happily at Harry. Harry wiped the unshed tears out of his eyes and pushed the book away. Why, thought Harry, why did they have to be taken away from him? Harry's parents were murdered by the Voldemort, the night he gave Harry the scar. Then only a few weeks ago, Sirius was murdered by his cousin Bellatrix Black Lestrange. Harry was snapped out of his morbid thoughts by a regal looking owl on it. Harry removed the letter on the owl's leg and the owl took off. Harry looked down at the think, yellow parchment envelope. It was sealed with a red seal that showed two wands crossing and the motto `Magicus Regimen'. It was addressed in Blue ink.

Mr H Potter

The Smallest Bedroom

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinning

Surrey

Harry broke the seal and took out the letter. It had the same symbol as the envelope, the two wands and the motto `Magicus Regimen'. Harry read the letter.

From the Desk of Griselda Marchbanks

Order of Merlin First Class

Head of the Department of Wizarding Examinations Authority

Dear Mr Potter,

I wish to inform you that your O.W.L. (Ordinary Wizarding Level) exams have been graded. Here are your marks.

Charms

Theory - Exceeds Expectations P

Practical - Exceeds Expectations P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations

Result - Pass

Transfiguration

Theory - Exceeds Expectations P

Practical - Exceeds Expectations P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations

Result - Pass

Potions

Theory - Acceptable P

Practical - Outstanding P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations

Result - Pass

Defence Against the Dark Arts

Theory - Outstanding P

Practical - Outstanding with recommendation P

Overall - Outstanding

Result - Pass

History of Magic

Theory - Poor F

Result - Fail

Astronomy

Theory - Acceptable P

Practical - Dreadful P

Overall - Poor

Result - Pass (After the events that happened during your Astronomy Practical, the W.E.A. noticed that only one person at Hogwarts scored an Acceptable Practical, so the M.E.A. lowered the pass of the practical to a Dreadful)

Chosen Subject One - Care Of Magical Creatures

Theory - Outstanding P

Practical - Outstanding P

Overall - Outstanding

Result - Pass

Chosen Subject Two - Divination

Theory - Dreadful F

Practical - Dreadful F

Overall - Dreadful

Result - Fail

Herbology

Practical - Exceeds Expectations P

Overall - Exceeds Expectations P

Result - Pass

26/48 Exceeds Expectations N.E.W.T. Ready

Mr Potter, you scored a 26 which under the terms of the Educational Decree Number Twelve, you are able to return to Hogwarts for the next two years for your N.E.W.T.s as you broke the 18 point barrier. Congratulations Mr Potter.

Yours Sincerely

Maurice Jones

Wizarding Examinations Authority

Ministry of Magic

Harry couldn't believe it. He had gotten seven O.W.L.s. Harry thought he would have failed Potions, and the Astronomy was a real shocker. Harry then looked at his Potions score again and his heart sank. Snape said that he only accepted Outstanding grades from the O.W.L.s for N.E.W.T level Potions. Harry had only scored an Exceeds Expectations and you need Potions to be an Auror. Just as Harry thought this, another owl flew through the window. This one was also important looking. Harry took this owl's letter. This letter was made of the same yellowish parchment, only the address was an emerald green.

Mr H Potter

The Smallest Bedroom

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinning

Surrey

Harry turned round the envelope. He looked at the purple seal that had the Hogwarts Crest on it. It held an H in the middle, and then it was surrounded by four animals, a Lion, a Snake, a Badger and an Eagle. This years Hogwarts letter was a lot bigger than his normal Letter. Harry broke the seal on the envelope and pulled out the letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr Potter,

I have several things to inform you of. First of all is the Captaincy of the Quiditch Team. As you know, Mr Potter, the life long ban has been lifted from you, so this notice is to ask you to be the Gryffindor Quiditch Captain. Your badge and Quiditch planning material are included with this letter.

Now, I don't know if you know that the Gryffindor Prefect, Ron Weasley, gave up his Prefect duties at the end of last year. You have been selected by me and Professor Dumbledore as the Gryffindor Prefect. Your prefect badge is included in this letter along with a list of the Prefect duties and privileges.

The school has received a copy of your O.W.L. results. First of all I wish to give my congratulations Mr Potter. You did a lot better than anyone expected. Enclosed in this letter is a list of the subjects that you can do over the next two years. You can select anything between two and six subjects. Myself and Professor Dumbledore have both spoken to Professor Snape, and we have came to an understanding that if you still wish to take N.E.W.T. Potions that it is all right for you to do so. Also inside this letter is a list of the books and equipment you would need for each N.E.W.T. course, should you choose to take the course. Professor Dumbledore has also sent you several books that he wishes you read.

Yours Sincerely

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Harry looked at the courses that he could take.

Charms

Transfiguration

Potions

Defence Against the Dark Arts

Care Of Magical Creatures

Herbology

Herbal Potions

Advanced Care of Magical Creatures

Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts

Harry looked up and down the list and decided what five he wanted to take. It would be Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts and Care Of Magical Creatures. He looked at the books that Dumbledore had sent him. They were Tactics of the Dark Forces and how to defeat them, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, Duelling: From Beginner to Master, Occlumency: The Art of Mental Defence, A Masters Guide to Transfiguration, 1001 Spells and Charms, An Auror's Guide to Potions, and Gilderoy Lockhart's `Who Am I?'. [AN:/ I know this isn't real, but I thought it would be funny] Inside the bundle of books, Harry found a note.

Dear Harry,

I am sending you these books as you will find them interesting for the courses that you will more than likely be taking next year at Hogwarts. I have asked Professor Snape to keep teaching you Occlumency, though he wishes that you refrain from touching his Penseive. I sent you the Gilderoy Lockhart book as I found it hilariously funny and thought you would enjoy reading it.

Professor Albus Dumbledore

Harry thought the book looked really funny, especially the picture of his former Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor in a straight jacket on the cover. Harry sent wrote a letter to McGonagall, telling her what subjects he was going to take. He sent it back with the owl that had delivered his Hogwarts letter. Just as Harry was about to lift up another book, three more owls flew threw the window. One was small and energetic, which Harry recognised as Ron's owl Pig, another was his own snowy white owl Hedwig, and the third was a large black owl that Harry didn't recognise. He removed the black owl's letter first, and this owl, like the two earlier own that night, flew off straight away. It was sealed with three different wax seals. The first was black wax with a coat of arms and the motto `Primoris Dius Prosapia Black'. The second was a gold seal with a set of scales saying underneath `Iuris Consultus: Protectors of the Law'. The third showed a Galleon and underneath it said `Gringotts'. Harry broke the three seals and opened the letter. In the top corner it showed a set of gold scales and the same motto `Iuris Consultus: Protectors of the Law'.

Dear Mr Potter,

After the recent death of my client, Mr Sirius Catellus Astrum Cupidus Aguilus Black, you are entitled to the following possessions according to my clients Last Will and Testament. Master Harold James Filius Cervinus Lilium Virtus Potter, you receive the following:-

  1. The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black located at 12 Grimmauld Place, London

  1. The contents of the Gringotts vault 711

Thank you for your time Mr Potter

Yours Faithfully

Iuris Consultus

Harry looked awestruck. Sirius had left him a vault in Gringotts and also his House. He looked to Hedwig and Pig, who sat patiently, or well Hedwig sat patiently and Pig flew around the room. He removed Pig's letter and opened it.

Harry,

Sorry about not being able to invite you over mate. Dumbledore says that you maybe able to go to Grimmauld Place soon, but there have been some problems there. Something about a solicitor trying to get Grimmauld Place and caught Moody outside the door. The solicitor said it belonged to someone else who wasn't in the Black family so Moody can't go in. So, how are your O.W.L. scores? They should have arrived by the time this letter reaches you.

Ron

Harry looked at the present Ron had gotten him. It was a piece of Parchment with a blue quill. Harry noticed that there was no ink. He lifted the parchment and it glowed a golden light. After about five seconds writing appeared.

`Hello Harry, it's me Ron. All you do is write with the Quill, and I'll be able to read it. This means we can write to each other and not take days waiting on owls. Oh yeah, hit Pig round the head for me.'

Harry laughed. He lifted the Quill and wrote back.

`Hi Ron. This is great. So, what did you get on your O.W.L.s?' wrote Harry.

`19/48. So I got in by the skin of my teeth. I passed Seven O.W.L.s but four of them were Acceptable, two were Exceeds Expectations and one, which I give my thanks to you for, was Outstanding. It was Defence Against the Dark Arts. You won't guess what I got Exceeds Expectations in. It was Divination. I messed up the practical, got a poor, but I got Outstanding in the Theory. Oh yeah, I found out that T doesn't stand for Troll like Fred and George said. It stands for Terrible. I got that in Astronomy Practical. What about you?' asked Ron.

`26/48. I got seven O.W.L.s as well. I actually passed with a Poor in Astronomy. Apparently only one person at Hogwarts got better than a Poor in the Practical so the pass rate in the Practical was Dreadful. I got two Outstanding and four Exceeds Expectations. I got the Outstandings in Defence Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures. I got the Exceeds Expectations in Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology and you'll never guess what else. Potions!' wrote Harry.

`What? Potions? How?' asked Ron.

`Yeah. Also, McGonagall wrote to me. Why did you give up the Gryffindor Prefect position?' asked Harry.

`I just didn't want to be a prefect. Anyway, why did McGonagall tell you? Does she want me to convince me to take it back again?' asked Ron.

`No, she gave it to me,' answered Harry.

`Cool. At least they didn't give it to Thomas,' wrote Ron. Harry laughed. Dean Thomas started dating Ron's little sister Ginny at the end of last year.

`I also got the Quiditch Captaincy as well,' wrote Harry.

`Wicked, you'll be brilliant for that. Especially now that the old cow Umbridge is gone. I wonder who there going to get for Defence Against the Dark Arts next year. Do you think Lupin will take it?' asked Ron. Hedwig jumped onto Harry's bed and pecked him. Harry looked at the owl and remembered that she had a letter for him.

`Don't know if Moony will be teaching next year, but wait a minute, I have to open this letter before Hedwig pecks me to death,' wrote Harry. He took off Hedwig's letter and read it.

Dear Harry,

How are you? How are your O.W.L. scores? I got mine this morning. You should be getting your around about the time this letter reaches you. I got 10 O.W.L.s, and an overall score of 48/51. I got Exceeds Expectations in History of Magic, Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. I also only got an Acceptable in my Astronomy Practical but because of everyone getting so low a score on the Practical because of what happened that night, the Ministry treated the Acceptable like an Outstanding. So, what subjects are you taking next year? I'm taking Defence Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Care of Magical Creatures and Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts. Did you hear about Moody? He got stopped by a solicitor. He was trying to get in Grimmauld Place but the solicitor said that he doubted that Moody had asked the new owner for permission. He also didn't say who the new owner was. Well, I hope to see you soon.

Lots of Love,

Hermione

Harry looked at Hermione's present. `So you want to be an Auror?' It was a set. It had five books in it, a whole set of potions equipment, a wand holster and a wand treating kit.

`So, what was the letter?' wrote Ron.

`It was from Hermione. She got 48/51 and 10 O.W.L.s,' wrote Harry.

`48/51. You mean she actually dropped three points. Has she stopped crying yet?' asked Ron. Harry laughed.

`Oh yeah. I found out who the new owner of 12 Grimmauld Place is,' wrote Harry.

`Who?' asked Ron.

`Me!' wrote Harry.

`Wow. Listen, lets… Harry, I have to go now, mum's calling me for dinner,' wrote Ron, `Talk to you later.'

`Okay,' wrote Harry. He lifted up the first book that Dumbledore had sent him, Occlumency: The Art of Mental Defence. He read for about an hour and then fell asleep.

* * *

Harry woke up around midnight that night. He felt a grumbling in his stomach, so he decided to go down to the kitchen and get something to eat. Walking out of his room, he heard a noise. It was someone moving downstairs, but he could hear the snoring of his cousin and uncle. He also knew that his Aunt never went to bed after his uncle so it wasn't her. Harry ran back to his room and grabbed his wand. He walked down the stairs quietly. He couldn't see anything because it was so dark. Then he saw something. The moon had caught something reflective. A hand, but unlike any normal hand. It was made of metal. It was Peter `Wormtail' Pettigrew.

`Master, here he is!' bellowed a voice behind Harry. Harry spun around and saw a Death Eater.

`Excellent,' came an evil sounding voice. Harry turned to face the voice and his scar exploded with pain. `Tie him up.' Two Death Eaters lifted Harry and tied him up with ropes from their wands. He was lifted into the Dursley's living room.

`Lumos!' shouted a low, gruff voice. The living room was filled with light. Harry saw five Death Eaters, one of them was Wormtail. Finally Harry saw the middle man. He was tall, with chalk white skin. His red eyes bore into Harry's green and his snake like nostrils breathed in the air.

`Hello, Harry Potter,' said Lord Voldemort.

`Voldemort,' said Harry. All five of the Death Eaters shuddered at the sound of their master's name.

`I told you at the Ministry, Potter, don't utter the Dark Lord's name. You filthy Half Blood,' shouted the voice, which Harry recognised as Bellatrix Lestrange, `No Half Blood can utter the Dark Lord's name.'

`So, do you not say your own name Voldemort?' asked Harry.

`Crucio!' shouted Lestrange. Voldemort let out a loud, evil cackle, and Harry's scar felt a new wave of white, hot pain, while his body received pain from Lestrange's Cruciatus Curse. Harry felt the Curse be removed from him.

`Claudes!' shouted a voice from outside the window. A flash of blue light fire threw the window and hit one of the Death Eaters. A man, dressed in Black, jumped through the window and grabbed Harry and stunned another Death Eater. Before the remaining three Death Eaters, and Voldemort could act, Harry and the man were behind the settee.

`Tom!' shouted a voice that Harry instantly recognised. It was Professor Albus Dumbledore.

`Everyone Disapparate!' shouted Voldemort. The three remaining Death Eaters disapparated, as did Voldemort.

`You okay Harry?' asked the man beside him. Harry turned to look at him. He was a young man, about mid thirties, with shoulder length black hair and a goatee. He had pail skin, handsome features and piercing blue eyes. He was a very tall man, about six foot three.

`Yeah,' said Harry in response. The man stood up and pointed his wand at one of the Death Eaters, the one he had stunned.

`Enervate!' shouted the man. The Death Eater woke up and before he could move, the black clothed man shouted. `Impedio Deliquesco!' followed by `Expelliarmus!' The Death Eater's wand flew into the blacked clothed man's hand, which were wearing leather gloves. He then used a final spell on the Death Eater. `Abripio Cucullus!' which caused the Death Eater's hood and mask to come off. The man looked familiar.

`Hello Colus,' laughed the man.

`Who is it Ares?' asked Dumbledore.

`Colus Goyle.'

`And the other one?' asked Dumbledore. Ares pointed his wand at the other Death Eater. `Abripio Cucullus!' The hood and mask flew off and Ares' features darkened.

`Rodulphus.'

`Okay. I'll take them back to the ministry, and you can take Harry to Grimmauld Place. I think the solicitor will let Harry in,' said Dumbledore.

`Okay Professor. Come on Harry. Let's get your things together.' Harry and Ares walked up the stairs to Harry's room. Harry noticed all the letters and books.

`A bombardment of owls, Harry?' laughed Ares.

`Excuse me, but what is your name?' asked Harry.

`Ares Mars Nestor Aquila Lestrange,' he said, holding his hand out to Harry.

`Lestrange?' gasped Harry.

`I'm Rodulphus' brother,' said Ares, `and Bellatrix's brother-in-law. But as you may have noticed, the Professor trusts me so I hope that you do the same.' The two put all of Harry's things in his trunk and then walked down to the door. Ares, walked into the living room and repaired the window and anything else that was broken. He then held out a watch to Harry.

`This will get you to Grimmauld Place Harry. It's a portkey,' said Ares. Harry touched it and felt the familiar tug at his navel and appeared outside number 12 Grimmauld Place.

`Ah, Master Potter. Could to meet you sir. I've been here for a while, waiting for you to arrive,' said a man, whom Harry guessed was a solicitor. Ares apparated beside the two of them.

`Lestrange,' nodded the solicitor, `I think I'll leave now.'

`You do that,' answered Ares. The solicitor disapparated and Harry walked into number 12 Grimmauld Place.