So apparently, a user in the comments finds it necessary to inform me that my story has poor character and plot development along with poor grammar. I don't know, I think I've been developing it quite good up until now but oh well.

Also, sorry for the late update. I'm a potato when it comes to updating so please bare with me.

And if anyone wants to Beta for me then please PM me. I have no patience to do it myself.

Months later

A sneer crossed Harry's face as he was confronted by a group of Seventh years in an abandoned hallway.

There were no portraits around, only two statues and a suit of armor.

"And how may I be of assistance?" he drawled boredly, not the least bit intimidated even as he watched the group finger their Wands which were either at their sides or in their trouser pockets.

They all sneered at him in tandem and Harry couldn't help but feel mildly impressed at the synchronization. Seconds later, he had to keep himself from rolling his eyes when one of them stepped closer to him, pulling his Wand out of his holster. "I've been wanting to put you in your place since you got sorted in Slytherin, Potter," he hissed, eyes narrowed on Harry's lithe figure. "And lucky for us, Professor Riddle doesn't seem to care about you much since he left you with Muggles and all." Here, the boy snorted in derision and they all joined in.

Meanwhile, Harry remained unaffected by his words. He looked bored if anyone were to observe his stance and instead of retorting with something insulting, he shrugged noncommittally.

"It is what it is," was all he said. "So can I go now? You know… Now that you've gotten this off your chest. I do have homework to get back to…" And a beautiful, dark-skinned, Half-Italian to impress.

A frown immediately marred their faces and while gritting his teeth, one of them stepped forward, brandishing his Wand at a still nonchalant Harry who only looked at it in boredom even as it came to press against his forehead.

"I'm sorry but am I meant to be intimidated?" he scoffed, tone patronizing.

The guy standing infront of him gritted his teeth and seconds later, Harry could feel the tip of the Wand heating up against his skin. And in a move surprising the boys, he reached up and snatched the Wand out of the guy's hand before he could finish the spell.

He couldn't help but laugh at the look on the guy's face even as he was pushed away with the appearance of a shield charm.

"Well that was easy," he drawled, turning the Wand over in his hand. It wasn't anything special as far as he was concerned but what did he know about Wandlore.

The boy sputtered indignantly. "H-Hey! Give that back!"

Harry chuckled and made a show of tossing the Wand back and forth in his hands. "Come and get it then." After speaking, he ceases his actions and instead held it out for the other boy, wiggling it pointedly. "Well go on. Grab it."

A sneer crossed the boy's face and within seconds, his entire group brandished their Wanda at Harry who felt a brief moment of panic that his 'Protego' charm won't hold up before relaxing as the spells being tossed at him bounced off the shield.

"Either all of you are weak or I'm just strong," he mocked, grinning when anger crossed their faces. "Come on and show me what you've got."

And seconds later, the flurry of spells being tossed his way doubled and all he did was sit down on the floor and wait for a Professor to come because one of the rules in Hogwarts was…

"No Magic in the Halls."

…

And as predicted, it didn't take very long after that before Professors flocked to where Harry had been defending himself against a group of upper years.

Suffice to say, scrubbing cauldrons was going to be the least of their worries after Riddle and McGonagall were through with them.

Harry didn't envy them one but even a he glimpsed the look of fury on Riddle's face before it disappeared seconds later to be replaced by disappointment.

They were so going to get it.

As for him, he was admonished by McGonagall who took 20 points from him before Dumbledore of all people awarded him with 25 points for the successful use of the 'Protego' charm to defend himself.

And let's just say that he thoroughly enjoyed the sour look on McGonagall's face after that.

Maybe she had it out for him or something.

He didn't know and he didn't quite care either way. She had already disappointed him before in his previous World so any respect that he had had for her was long down the drain.

As for Dumbledore, no attempt at endearing himself to Harry was ever going to work. He was the reason that Harry's parents were dead and there is just no way that he was going to forget the blocks placed on his body and Magic along with the theft of his money.

If he had been anyone else, he would've likely died from the strain of those blocks, so yeah… Dumbledore was barking up the wrong fucking tree this time around.

So with nothing more than a nod of gratitude to said Professors, he turned and went on his way back to the Slytherin Common Room.

Things were getting even more interesting. And not to mention, the Professors were becoming more vigilant when concerning Magic anywhere not in the Classroom.

He had had Riddle intrude on his personal space more times than he could count and he wished that he knew the reason why.

No one was saying anything, so there was no chance of overhearing any information.

His classmates were also curious but not as much as Harry since they just marked the strange behavior of the Professors up to 'Old people problems.'

Who knew, it might just be that but Harry didn't fully believe that when it concerned both Riddle and Dumbledore.

Something huge was up and he would make certain to get to the bottom of it.

Harry couldn't help snorting when he had heard that.

But enough of that, he had come a long way from when he first started wooing Blaise and now, he finally managed to get Muggle Electronic working around Magic with the help of the older Ravenclaws.

And the only reason that he had gotten their help is because he had struck a deal with one of the Ravenclaws by the name of Roger Davies in exchange for him to keep an eye on Draco so that the older Ravenclaw could court him without any competition when he was older.

The other reason was that they Ravenclaws were just interested to be able to make Muggle Electronics work around Magic.

It would be revolutionary in the Wizarding World and so far, they had managed to get laptops working. Cell Phones were harder along with radios and wifi networks.

Those were advanced levels which they had placed on the back burner for now.

Yes, he said they. The Ravenclaws have already expressed their interests in continuing along with Harry so who knows, within a few years Wizarding Britain will hopefully be revolutionized.

So what he had done for Blaise was to get the computer up and running and he had downloaded loads of games, movies and TV shows on it after sending it to the Goblins.

Thankfully, they had Muggle-raised Wizards as their staff so it was all a matter of paying them to do all the work.

100 Galleons wasn't so bad since there were loads of content on the laptop. Hell, he even had two flash drives with 2 Terabytes of space on each and movies, tv shows and games took up all the space.

He planned on giving it to Blaise during lunch because he loved the attention.

Who knows, he could even turn it into a business if other students became interested by word of mouth.

It certainly wouldn't be freaking cheap that was for sure.

So with a plan in mind, he hurried his walking in order to freshen up a bit. It was Saturday so luckily no class and no matter how much of a lump you were on weekends, everybody would still rather eat together during lunch.

Here's to hoping that Blaise would like and appreciate the gift.