In the wizarding world, the name Harry Potter was known to all for his defeat of the Dark Lord Voldemort. They called him the Boy-Who-Lived because he is the only known survivor of the Killing Curse. Unfortunately, just because the boy was hailed as a hero, didn't mean he was living the life of luxury. In fact, he was living the life of hell and the people who were making his life hell were his own Aunt and Uncle. They despised him so much that everyday he would receive a beating and get locked up in a cupboard under the stairs. Harry never knew why they hated him so much and he knew better then to ask otherwise he would just receive another beating from his Uncle. Today would be the day he turned five and his Uncle was coming home drunk and mad from a bad day at work.

"Boy, get over here," yelled Vernon. Harry slowly left the safety of his cupboard and stood in front of his uncle knowing that he was going to get beat again.

"Yes, Uncle Vernon?" asked Harry softly. Before Harry could even look, his Uncle punched him hard in his face, which knocked him down to the ground.

"You know what today is don't you boy? Well I got a special gift for you," said Vernon before removing his belt and giving Harry the beating of his life. Five minutes into the beating, all the mental and physical anguish caused something deep in Harry to awaken. Harry felt a burning sensation in his eyes and had to blink back tears. When he finally got the tears out of his eyes and he could see clearly, again he noticed for some reason he could see so much better then before. Everything seemed to be in better clarity and he could notice even the smallest of details.

Just as Harry was about to test his sight further he felt the pain of his Uncle's belt upon his back, instantly reminding him of what was happening to him at the moment. Unlike most boys, who would be crying out in pain, Harry learned long ago that making loud noises only drove his uncle to beat him harder to shut him up. Therefore, Harry stared up at his uncle and merely gave soft groans signaling that he was in pain. What confused Harry though, was how his uncle seemed to move in slow motion and he could predict where his uncle was about to hit him next. If Vernon would have looked closely at Harry, he would've seen his eyes turned blood red and had two commas in each eye that were spinning like crazy. Finally after 30 minutes Vernon got tired and grabbed Harry by his collar and tossed him into his cupboard.

Harry lay in a pool of his own blood and just stared at the wall as he let the pain from the beating die down. After the pain died down, Harry slowly got up and made his way to his beat up mattress, but had to force down a cry of pain as he stepped on a sharp piece of glass. He slowly and carefully bent down and removed the glass from his foot. Just as he was about to toss it into the corner of his room he froze as he got a good look of his eyes in the glass. Staring into the glass, he noticed that his eyes were no longer green, but red with two black commas in each. He started to panic thinking something bad happened to him and started to wish for his eyes to return to their natural color. It didn't take long before he felt a tingling sensation in his eyes and he looked back into the piece of glass to see they were green again. This calmed him down, but like all curious little boys, he wondered if he could change them back to red and black again.

Harry spent the next hour, switching his eye color from green to red until he could do it instantly. Now most kids would've gone shouting in excitement and ran off to tell their parents, but Harry had long since learned to never reveal anything new to his Aunt or Uncle unless he wanted to be on the receiving end of a very painful beating. He decided to test them out later after he was healed and away from all of his relatives.

Harry was walking home from school, when he passed by the local Karate dojo in the neighborhood. He decided to stop for a bit, and watch the kids that were there practice. Unfortunately, due to his poor eyesight he wasn't able to see much and decided to leave until he remembered his new trick he could do with his eyes. Harry glanced around to make sure no one was nearby, then activated his new eyes, and tried watching again. He was astounded by how clear everything became, and he didn't know what, but he felt something happening with his head. The longer he watched the kid the more he felt like he knew what the kids were going to do next and that he could do the moves himself. Harry being the genius that he was, instantly realized what might possibly be happening as he watched the kids and decided to run home and see if it was true. Turning off his eyes so that his Uncle and Aunt wouldn't see, he ran straight into his cupboard and locked the door.

Harry then started to see if what he thought was happening was true and got into a stance that he saw the Karate master do. He found that he got into the stance smoothly and was very comfortable in it. After he got settled into the stance, he started to throw some kicks and punches that he saw the master demonstrating and found he was doing them perfectly without any problems. Harry started to jump in joy at his newfound ability and practiced the moves all night before he became too exhausted and fell asleep. It was the first time Harry slept with a content smile on his face, and with the thought that things were finally getting better for him.

Over the next five years, Harry's life truly got better and not because his relatives started treating him better because they didn't. Harry decided to use his new ability to help himself out, so he used it to memorize certain important things. He used it to help him steal food and money so he would starve from the lack of food that his relatives gave him. He knew it was wrong, but he figured that he would pay the people back later after he started to make it on his own. Another thing he used it for was when he stopped at the Karate dojo after school in order to learn more fighting skills. He didn't know why, but for some odd reason he thought knowing how to fight would help him in the future, so he went with his gut feeling and went there everyday he could. Harry had just turned eleven a few days ago and soon he would enter a world like he had never seen before. Even though Harry was abused on a daily basis, he was still physically fit due to all the exercise and the food he was able to steal to keep him fit.

Harry's home life was still horrible because for some unknown reason to him, he sometimes made things happen without knowing how, and his Aunt and Uncle would beat him for it at every chance. His cousin also started to form a gang that developed a game called Harry Hunting, where they chased him down and beat him until they got bored. Harry knew he could've probably fought back and won, but doing so would only make his life worse so he took the beatings and didn't complain not once.

Harry was getting the mail for his Uncle, like he did everyday, and noticed that there was a letter for him in it, which he found to be weird. Just as he was about to open the letter his cousin snatched it away from him and yelled to his Uncle about him having a letter. His Uncle glared at Harry before taking the letter and ripping it open to see who would write to him. As Vernon read the letter, Harry saw his eyes widen in fear and anger. Immediately after reading the letter, Vernon threw it in the garbage and tossed Harry into the cupboard saying he would have none of his freakiness in his house. Harry was sad at not getting to see what was contained in the letter, but decided not to dwell on it and went to sleep without any lunch or dinner.

A few days later Harry found himself on a boat somewhere with his Aunt and Uncle not believing what was happening. It seemed ever since his Uncle threw away his first letter they started to come by the dozens. Vernon tried everything to get them to stop, but nothing he did mattered and they kept coming. So, here they were on a boat trying to escape from the letters when all of a sudden the door was knocked down and in came the biggest man, Harry had ever seen.

"You be the Dursleys?" asked the giant.

"I don't know who you are, but you are not welcome here so leave now," yelled Vernon in fear.

"I'm looking for Harry Potter," said the giant.

"I'm Harry Potter," said Harry trying to hold back his own fear. The giant just looked at him before wiping the tears from his eyes and giving Harry a huge hug. Harry felt like his back was about to be broken before the man let him down.

"Why you're the spitting image of your father. I should've known it was you from the start," said the man.

"Um, do I know you?" asked Harry confused.

"Oh, I'm Hagrid, I remember when you were just a lil thing," said Hagrid. Harry just smiled, but didn't say anything else. He liked the man, but he learned long ago not to trust anybody.

"Why are you here?" asked Harry curious.

"Oh, I'm here to deliver your Hogwarts letter," said Hagrid before handing him a letter. Harry opened the letter and choked in surprise at the contents.

"You're saying I'm a wizard?" asked Harry in disbelief, but it would explain a few things if he was.

"You mean to tell me you no nothing of your parents or heritage," said Hagrid in disbelief.

"I know that my parents died in a car accident, but that is all," said Harry. Hearing this caused Hagrid to get extremely mad and he started to yell at the Dursleys. Vernon tried to say something back, but Hagrid shut him up rather quickly. Hagrid then went on to explain to Harry the truth of everything and to say that Harry was surprised would be an understatement. Harry was beyond angry at hearing the truth and wanted nothing more to torture his relatives for lying to him, but controlled his anger and merely glared at them. Hagrid then told Harry that he would be taking him to Diagon Alley where he could buy all his school supplies. Before they left though, Hagrid left Vernon with a little present on his behind.

Hagrid told Harry that they would be traveling to a bar via a portkey. Harry asked what a portkey was and Hagrid explained him, how it transported people over long distances in an instant to different places. After ending up on the ground hard, Harry decided they he didn't like traveling by portkey and would try and stay away from them in the future. As they got into the bar called Leaky Cauldron, the barkeeper noticed them and yelled out loud that it was Harry Potter causing everyone in the establishment to crowd him and start shaking his hand. Harry wasn't used to this kind of treatment and was about to try and escape, but luckily for him Hagrid was able to disperse the crowd. Hagrid then led Harry to back of the establishment and started to tap his umbrella on the wall. Harry just gave Hagrid a funny look before his eyes widened in surprise and shock at what he saw when the wall opened up. He wouldn't had believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley," said Hagrid with a huge grin before leading the way to Gringotts. As soon as Harry walked through the barrier into Diagon Alley, he automatically started to feel a tingling sensation in his eyes and couldn't help from clutching his head. Luckily, he was able to shake it off before Hagrid noticed and made a mental note to check his eyes later. When they reached Gringotts, Harry read the little warning on the door and smirked before he went inside and was amazed at the workings of the whole place. When they reached the counter the goblin looked at them before sneering.

"What do you want?" asked the goblin.

"We are here to visit Harry Potter's trust fault and the other vault," said Hagrid handing the goblin a slip of paper. The goblin looked at the paper before nodding his head and signaling for them to follow him. The goblin led them to another goblin who took them over to a cart that would lead them to their vaults. Harry enjoyed the ride immensely; there was something about traveling super fast that made him feel so free. When they reached Harry's vault he was surprised by the amount of gold in it. He didn't realize he was so well off and he knew he would be using all his money towards becoming smarter and stronger.

"Didn't think your parents left you with nothing now did you?" said Hagrid with a smirk. Harry just smirked back before asking the Hagrid what exactly equaled what. Hagrid taught him how much each piece was worth and what not, before Harry nodded and grabbed a good amount of money from his vault before they moved on to the next vault. The next vault they went too Harry wasn't able to see what was inside, but he saw the goblin handing Hagrid a small package that he quickly hid in his huge fur coat.

Once they were done at the bank, Hagrid told Harry that he needed to pick up something else so he showed Harry where the wand shop and the book shop was before leaving him. Harry decided to go to the wand shop first so he headed over there. When Harry entered the shop, he got a weird feeling and instantly turned around to see a strange man staring down at him.

"Well, well, well I was wondering when you were going to come," said the man.

"Who are you?" asked Harry suspiciously.

"I'm Mr. Ollivander and this is my wand shop. I have been expecting you for quite awhile Mr. Potter," said Ollivander.

Harry didn't like how this man seemed to know who he was when he never introduced himself.

"Now enough talk, I suppose you came to get your wand so let's get started," said Ollivander before getting out a tape measure and he lift Harry's arm and started taking some measurements. Harry was surprised when Ollivander left and the tape measuring his arm by itself but put it off as another quirk of magic. Ollivander soon started handing him some wands to use, but none of them seemed to be right and eventually Ollivander gave him a strange look before going to the back of his shop and grabbing an old looking box.

"Try this one Mr. Potter," said Mr. Ollivander. Harry gave him a strange look before grabbing the wand. Right as he touched the wand he felt a rush of power flow through him and instantly knew that this wand was the perfect match.

"Curious, most curious," said Ollivander.

"What is most curious?" asked Harry curiously.

"I remember every wand that I have ever sold Mr. Potter, and it is curious that that wand chose you. You see it's brother wand was sold to the man who gave you that scar," said Ollivander.

"Hmm, so this wand is the brother of Voldemort's wand? Interesting," said Harry gazing upon of the wand.

"I expect great things from you Mr. Potter, great things," said Ollivander watching as Harry left the shop.

Harry left the shop and headed straight for the bookstore to buy all the books he needed and some other ones. He reached the shop and took a look at all the different sections they had. He finally chooses a section that interested him the most. The section he went to was labeled mind arts, but there weren't many books on the subject. He went to this section because he thought there might be something on his strange ability he had with his eyes and help him learn more about it. He didn't find anything on his strange ability, but occulmency sounded like something that would be useful to him in the future so he picked up three books on the subject before heading to the next section. When he was done, Harry had picked up all his schoolbooks from grade levels 1-7 and some extra books. The reason he got all the schoolbooks now was because he knew that with his eyes that he instantly picked up things a lot faster then other people and he wanted to have something to work on if he ended up further ahead then everyone else. The other books he picked up that interested him were several books on warding, some theories on wandless magic, an encyclopedia on household spells, and creation and destruction of magical artifacts. The shopkeeper gave Harry a weird look for all the books he bought, but kept his mouth shut and rang up the price. Harry paid the man and said thanks before leaving.

Harry noticed he still had some time left so he decided to look around. He soon found himself in front of the trunk shop and decided to check it out. Inside the shop, he was amazed by the many different types of trunks they had and decided to get him one of those customized trunks. Thirty minutes later, Harry left the shop with his own personalized trunk. It had five different compartments each with their own special feature. The first compartment was his own personal library that automatically cataloged and held up to over 200 books. The second compartment was his own kitchen and living room area where he could hold infinite amount of food without worrying about it going bad due to the preservation charm on the refrigerator. The third compartment was a dueling area where he could practice dueling and spell without worrying about hurting anyone. The fourth compartment was a potions lab that was stocked with all the supplies he would need to practice his potion making skills. The fifth and last compartment was where the warding stone for his trunk were. Harry had asked the shop owner for a way to protect his trunk from people he didn't want to enter and the owner had provided him with a compartment that had warding stones in it to recharge and keep the wards on the trunk up and strong.

After Harry was done, looking around he started to look for Hagrid and found him at the owl emporium.

"Oh there you are Harry, I got you a little present to make up for all the birthday gifts I missed," said Hagrid presenting Harry with a beautiful snowy, white owl. Harry looked at the owl and when he met the owl's eyes, he automatically felt a connection with the animal. He slowly reached his hand out and started to pet the owl and knew they would be great friends in the future.

"Thank you Hagrid, she's beautiful," said Harry taking the owl from him.

"Her name is Hedwig. Now, I think it is time for us to return you back home," said Hagrid before he led the way out of the alley. Harry just smirked knowing he would be finding his way out of his relative's house as soon as possible.

Once Harry got back home, he started to see what happened to his eyes when he crossed the barrier and when he looked in the mirror, he was surprised by what he found out. His eyes still turned red, but now he had four commas in each eye. Two were and the other two were white. Being the genius that Harry was he figured that the white commas allowed him to see and copy magic while the black commas only allowed him to copy non-magical things. Harry just smirked before he opened his books and started to read them one by one.

Harry had got himself a cart and was wondering around the station trying to find the 9 and 3/4, but couldn't find it anywhere. Just as he was about to take a break from looking, he noticed a group of red heads, and they were talking about hurry to catch the train to Hogwarts. Harry decided that he would just follow them and hope that they led him to where he needed to go. Following them in the end, paid off big time because he was able to cross the barrier behind them and get to the train.

Harry was sitting on the train reading a book on glamour charms when a boy with red hair and sat down across from him. The boy started fidgeting around and it was starting to annoy Harry so he decided to find out what was wrong.

"Are you okay?" asked Harry.

"Oh, yeah I'm just fine. Just excited to go to Hogwarts," said the boy.

"Oh ok," said Harry before turning back to his book. He was really interesting in finding a way to hide his eyes from everyone when he activated them, which is why he was reading the book on glamour charms. Before he could continue to read any further the boy across from him, interrupted his reading.

"The names Ron Weasley by the way," said the boy.

"Harry Potter, a pleasure to meet you," said Harry turning back to his book.

"You're the Harry Potter?" said Ron in awe. Harry just sighed at having another fan to ogle at him.

"Do you have the scar?" asked Ron hopefully. Harry just lifted up his bangs and showed Ron his lightning shaped scar. Ron just looked at it in awe, while Harry just sighed before letting his bangs fall down and returned to his book. Before Ron could ask any more questions, three boys barged into the Harry's compartment. Harry just groaned at having more company before pulling out his wand and silently casting a spell that knocked the three boys out of his compartment and locked the door to prevent others from entering.

"Wicked, how did you do that?" asked Ron.

"Just read some books on some basic spells is all. All I did was a simple spell that merely causes the people it is used against to feel a hard shove," said Harry. For the rest of the train ride Ron tried to make small talk with Harry, but eventually gave up and went to a new compartment.

When Harry felt the train stop, he got up, put on his robes, and opened his compartment. He headed off the train and looked around for where he was to go, when he heard a familiar voice yelling for first years. Harry followed the voice and saw it was Hagrid who was calling for first years. Hagrid waved him over and told him to find a seat on a boat. He took a seat and ended up with two girls who seemed to be twins who were smiling and giggling, and a quiet looking boy. The trip on the boats was rather boring, but Harry couldn't deny how beautiful and majestic the castle looked. He was actually excited about being able to go and learn magic from there. Everyone else seemed to be in awe of the castle as well and also had the same feeling as of anxiousness that Harry felt.

When they finally reached the castle, a strict looking woman stared down at all of before she told them to follow her into the castle. The woman, who Harry learned was Professor McGonagall, led them to some very large double doors. They didn't have to wait long for the doors to open to reveal a large room with four long tables filled with many kids of different ages. At the end of the long tables was a table specifically for the teachers to look over everyone. McGonagall told everyone to follow her before leading the way to a stool that had a hat on it. One by one, McGonagall starts calling out names and one by one they walk up to the stool and put on the hat. The hat then calls out, which house the student, will belong too. Harry had a feeling he was being watch and turned to see how a man who looked like the spitting image of the muggle version of wizard lore. The other man that was staring at him had very greasy hair and seemed to have a permanent sneer on his face. Harry felt a light probing on his mental shields and effectively ended it by breaking eye contact with the men.

'I will have to watch out for those two while I am here,' thought Harry.

"Potter, Harry," yelled McGonagall. Soon the whole room was silent as Harry calmly walked up to the stool. Everyone was whispering and pointing at him that he felt like he was an animal at a local zoo. Harry ignored it all and sat down on the stool before he put the hat on his head.

'Hmm, very interesting mind you have here. I sense a great power in you, but I can't see what it is,' said the hat in Harry's head.

'It shall stay that way for as long as I can keep it a secret,' replied Harry.

'I see, yes you would do great in Slytherin with a mind likes yours. Unfortunately, I will not put you there because you would only end up bring serious attention on yourself and I can sense a great desire to keep yourself hidden. You are loyal, but only to those who have gained your favor, so I won't put you in Hufflepuff. That leaves Ravenclaw and Gryffindor,' said the hat.

'I wish to be in the house that will draw the least amount of attention onto myself,' said Harry.

'Yes, I can see that, but I feel I should at least give you a warning. Be careful with what you seek for it may consume you,' said the hat wisely.

'I seek only one thing and that is power. Power to reform this world so injustices like leaving a baby with abusive relatives doesn't happen ever again,' said Harry.

'Yes, you will most definitely bring about a new age for the wizarding world and the magical world as a whole, but be careful. Do not allow yourself to be driven crazy by your goals, like Voldemort and forcing others to follow you,' replied the hat.

'Do not worry yourself over my goals and sort me already,' said Harry growing tired of the hat.

'Very well I will put in you in the house where you will be able to go about your goals with the least amount of attention. You shall be place in Gryffindor!" yelled the hat. The Gryffindor table exploded in cheers. Harry calmly took off the hat before he walked over to his house table and took a seat. The rest of the names went off without a hitch then the headmaster Dumbledore stood up and gave a little speech before the food appeared on the table.

Once everyone finished eating the perfects led the first years to where they would be staying. Harry activated his eyes during the trip in order to memorize the path so he wouldn't get lost in the future. The perfect gave a password to a painting of a fat lady, which then opened a hidden wall that led to their common room. Harry only listened to where he would be staying before he left the group and made his way to his bed.

'I wonder what tomorrow will bring. No matter what it is I will prepared,' thought Harry before going to sleep.

Harry had been going to classes and just like he predicted he found himself way ahead of the everyone else. There was only one other person besides him who was keeping ahead of the class as well and her name was Hermione Granger. Even though she was also ahead of the class, Harry doubted she was anywhere near his proficiency in magic. He seemed to be a natural in transfiguration and defensive magic. He wanted to see if he was an elemental, but hasn't been able to find any information on the ritual in order to see whether or not he had the gift. Some might question on Harry was able to control his magic so well with only one month of schooling, but Harry knew why he was able to have such great control. His gift seemed to be a magic based gift because every time he used it he got better and better at controlling and using it. What it also did was increase his magical core each time he used it because it took a good of amount of magic to not only activate it, but also to keep it active for long amounts of time. He never tested just how long he could keep it activated, but he predicted he could probably keep it active for about 3-4 hours before he started to exhaust his magical reserves.

His gift couldn't be given all the credit for his magical ability because Harry put a lot of time and effort into learning everything that he could. Of course, there were many obstacles that got in his way, two such obstacles going by the names of Professor Snape and Draco Malfoy. They seemed to take great pleasure in bothering him as much as humanly possible. In fact, speaking of the devil, here came Malfoy now.

"Well if it isn't the famous Potter," sneered Draco with his goons standing threateningly behind him.

"Hello again Draco, what can I do for you today?" asked Harry.

"Still think your better then everyone else because of your perfect scores in all your classes, Potter?" sneered Draco.

"I don't know about everyone else, but I sure am better then you," said Harry with a smirk. Draco just growled at Harry's comment before giving him a warning to know his place. With that, warning said Draco and his goons left an amused Harry to watch them leave. After they were completely gone, Harry just chuckled a little bit before heading to his next class.

Harry was eating dinner with the quiet and ever-shy Neville Longbottom until Professor Quirell came yelling into the Great Hall screaming about a troll being loose in the dungeons. Dumbledore calmed everyone down before he had the perfects lead each group of students to their dorm rooms. Just as Harry was about to follow the group he noticed that Hermione wasn't with them and he found that extremely weird because she always listened to what the professors told her to do. Harry decided to investigate the matter and broke off from the main group to see if he could find Hermione. He wasn't looking for her because she was a friend or anything like that, but having a bookworm as an ally in the future could pay of, which is why Harry was looking for her.

After checking almost everywhere, Harry was about to give up when he heard a loud, high-pitched scream. He raced over to where he heard it come from and ended up in a girl's bathroom. Arriving just in time, Harry ran by the troll and picked up Hermione, right before the troll smash her with his club. He managed to get her a good ways out of the bathroom, before gently putting her down and asking if she was ok. Hermione was so scared she could only nod then she screamed again and pointed behind Harry. Harry turned to see the troll was coming right for them so he decided to try out a new spell he had picked up the other day.

"Reducto," yelled Harry aiming at the troll's club. The spell hit the club right on and it exploded into many tiny pieces of wood. The troll looked at it's now empty hand before snarling in rage and was about to get revenge for it's destroyed club, but was stopped dead in it's tracks when three stunners hit it right in it's head. The troll collapsed to the ground stunned and Harry turned to see who had shot the stunners. He saw Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape all with their wands out and looking down at him and Hermione.

"You two care to explain, why you are not in your dormitories," said Professor McGonagall giving them both a stern look.

"Headmaster I believe they should be expelled for such blatant disrespect of the rules," sneered Snape. Harry looked to see Hermione clearly scared and frightened of getting expelled so he decided to do the talking.

"If anyone should get in trouble it should be me, because I was the one who disobeyed the rules not Hermione. She didn't even know there was a troll on the loose, which is why I am not in my dormitories. I was worried about her so I came to find her and take her back with me, but we ran into a little trouble on the way back," said Harry. Hermione just stared at him, not believing someone she barely knew was willing to take all the blame.

"Ms. Granger is this true?" asked the Headmaster. Harry just gave her a look with told her to just go with his story.

"Yes, professor, I was in the girl's bathroom the whole time during dinner and I knew nothing about a troll being on the loose. If Harry hadn't had come for me, I doubt I would be alive right now," said Hermione. Dumbledore looked at them both before nodding his head.

"Very well then, I am afraid for disobeying the rules I will have to deduct 30 points from Gryffindor. Mr. Potter, I am also awarding you 20 points for saving the life of a fellow student. Now off to bed you two," said Dumbledore dismissing them both. Harry and Hermione didn't need to be told twice and they both headed straight to there dormitories.

They both reached the common room rather fast and just as Harry was about to go up to his bed, he felt Hermione grab his arm.

"Yes," asked Harry turning around to face her.

"I wanted to say thank you since I forgot to back there," said Hermione.

"You're welcome," said Harry before turning to go to his bed again, but once again stopped.

"Sorry, I just curious as to why you came looking for me anyway. I mean I am grateful, but we barely know each other," said Hermione. Harry just stared at her long and hard before he replied.

"Would you like to study sometime?" asked Harry out of nowhere.

"What?" asked Hermione confused.

"I said would you like to study sometime?" repeated Harry.

"Yes, sure I would love that, but that doesn't answer my question," said Hermione.

"I will see you tomorrow night right here in the common room then. Make sure to bring some books you would like to talk about and they don't have to be on any of our classes. Night Hermione," said Harry before disappearing up the staircase to his bed. Hermione just stood there wondering what happened, but resolved to find out more about Harry soon.

Harry and Hermione started to hang out with each other more and more as the days passed by. Sometimes people would give Harry a questioning look as to why he hung out with the bookworm, but he just ignored the looks and continued on his way. Harry was glad he made Hermione a friend because she had a wealth of knowledge on some subjects that he hadn't had the chance to study for himself. There was only a few problems Harry had with Hermione that he resolved to fix as soon as possible. He resolved to start tonight a fixing some of those problems.

"Ok how could you possibly know that," asked Hermione giving him a suspicious look. Before she could continue to stare him down she grabbed her hand as if it were just smacked.

"Oww, what was that?" asked Hermione rubbing her hand.

"That was a very minor pain hex," said Harry calmly.

"I mean what was it for, you jerk," said Hermione glaring at him.

"Hermione, I consider you to be a friend and as a friend I think we should tell each other certain things," said Harry facing her.

"Yes, I consider you a friend too, but what are you talking about?" asked Hermione confused.

"One, I am not some puzzle for you to figure out and I do not appreciate you trying to subtly interrogate me," said Harry with a serious look. Hermione just started to stutter before she hung her head.

"I'm sorry it's just you're so mysterious and I just want to know you better," said Hermione holding back some tears.

"I know you do, but I will tell you when I am ready to do not try and force things out of me. I do not force you to tell me things about yourself, so I expect the same courtesy," said Harry smiling at her. Hermione blinked back her tears before nodding her head in reply.

"Ok, I'll try to hold back until you are ready to tell me," said Hermione smiling back.

"Good and don't worry I'll just always apply another minor pain hex to your hand every time you jump out of line," said Harry laughing before dodging a punch from Hermione.

"Brat," said Hermione before they went back to studying. Harry also wanted to talk to her about how she talked down to people a lot, which is why she had so few friends, but decided to leave it be for now. Can't fix all the problems in the world at once, is what he told himself.

Harry was also able to make some friends with some people in the other houses as well. Hannah and Padma were both two people he had befriended, due to them both needing help with their work in certain subjects. More people would have asked him for help, but they were too intimidated by him. There were two people that couldn't seem to leave Harry alone and they were the Weasley twins. They had made it their mission in life to try to prank him, because they haven't been able to yet. Harry didn't let them know it, but he used his eyes to avoid all their pranks. Some of their ideas were purely genius and Harry knew that they would also make great allies in the future, so he made sure to joke around with them as much as possible.

"Hey Harry I heard Draco, challenge Ron to a duel," said Hermione.

"That's interesting," said Harry who didn't even look up and kept reading his book.

"Well shouldn't we stop him from going to the duel? He could lose us some major house points," said Hermione frantically.

"It isn't our problem Hermione," said Harry.

"What do you mean it isn't our problem? Harry we should be stopping him from getting in trouble and setting an example," said Hermione.

"Hermione we can not be responsible for what everyone else does. If you are so worried why don't you notify a teacher," said Harry bored of the conversation. Hermione just huffed at him before going back to her own book.

Harry was silently followed Hermione who was following Ron and his friends. They all ended up in the trophy room and there was no Malfoy, but all of a sudden, they heard Flitch coming. Ron, his friends, and Hermione all ran into each other before they all scattered. Harry just laughed to himself before he followed Hermione and Ron who ran to the floor that was forbidden to all students. Before Harry could wonder in the room after them, they came out the room screaming in fear and ran all the way back to the Gryffindor dormitories. Harry being curious decided to check out the room and what he found surprised him. Of course, seeing a three-headed dog would surprise anyone Harry thought. He noticed before he left the room that the guard seemed to be standing on top of a trap door.

'I wonder what it is guarding,' thought Harry before leaving the room.

Harry was waiting for Hermione to come down the stairs for breakfast because he wanted to talk to her. He didn't have to wait long before she came down the stairs and said hi to him.

"Hello Harry," said Hermione smiling.

"Hello Hermione, how did you sleep last night?" said Harry. Hermione just fidgeted before she tried to come up with something to say.

"I know you went to try and stop Ron and his little buddies," said Harry giving her a disappointed look.

"How did you know?" asked Hermione.

"I knew you would try and stop them so I follow you to make sure you stayed out of trouble," said Harry giving Hermione a knowing look. Hermione just huffed before going off to eat some breakfast. Harry just smirked before he followed her down.

Once they reached the Great Hall and filled, their plates up Hermione started to ask Harry some questions.

"Hey Harry since you followed us I'm guess that you saw the room that Ron and I went into, right?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, I did and I'm quite surprised they have a cerebus in the school," said Harry.

"I know what you mean, I was sacred out of my mind. But I was wondering if you happened to notice what it was standing on," said Hermione.

"Yes, I saw that it was standing on a trapdoor, which means it is guarding something. Unfortunately, I have no idea to what it could be guarding," said Harry.

"You don't sound very curious about what it could be guarding," said Hermione disappointed.

"Hermione you know what it is guarding is none of our business and I for one have better things to do then go on an egg hunt to find out what it could be," said Harry.

"You're no fun Harry," said Hermione with a playful pout. Harry just smirked before finishing off his breakfast and signaling to her that he was going to head to his first class. Hermione saw his signal and finished the rest of her meal as well so she could walk with Harry.

The next couple of months passed smoothly for Harry and Hermione. Except for the constant harassment, they received from Malfoy every other day and the twins constantly trying to prank Harry. Other then that Harry was enjoying his time at Hogwarts immensely. He felt he had finally mastered occulmency, at least he was confident that no one would be breaking into his mind without his realization. Mastering occulmency seemed to take his understanding and comprehension of materials to a completely new level. He now had very little trouble when it came to learning new material and he could control his eye ability with great control. If someone had told him that mastering your mind would bring such great benefits, he would've taken the meditation exercises he saw the karate master do more seriously. Through mastering occulmency Harry was able to hide his thoughts from Snape who he found out used a passive method of legilmency on students during his class.

That wasn't the only thing that happened during the last couple of months. The most notable thing that happened was that the headmaster seemed to find him a lot in between classes and would start up many different conversations with him. It wasn't that Harry didn't like the man, it was just he didn't trust the man. He always felt like the headmaster was trying to keep a leash on him and control his every move. If there was one thing Harry hated it was being controlled because he had enough of that when he was at his relative's house and he refused to be controlled by anyone else.

Hermione managed to peak Harry's interest in finding what was being guarded at Hogwarts when she was able to trick Hagrid into revealing some information to her about the subject. Apparently, the philosopher's stone was at Hogwarts and that is what the dog is guarding. Harry had to admit the power of the stone was something he wouldn't mind using for his purposes in the future. He wouldn't use it himself, but he was sure he could gather many alliances by offering a piece of the stone to some as an offering. Hermione on the other hand was more worried about who could be trying to steal it and trying to alert the teacher's of the culprit once they found the person. Sometimes Harry wondered why he indulged her curiosity, but he did and there was nothing he could do about it now.

The last thing that Harry did during the last couple of months was learn all about this wizarding sport called Quidditch. For some reason he found the game thrilling and wished, he had a broom so he could go flying sometime. He could just imagine the thrill and adrenaline that would pump through his veins as he rode a broom at tops speeds into some dangerous maneuvers. Too bad, he was only a first year and they weren't allowed to have brooms. He would just have to wait until next year in order to go flying.

"Hey Harry do you think it could be Snape who is after the stone?" asked Hermione.

"I don't know, Snape doesn't seem like the person who would waste his time chasing after some stone," said Harry.

"Well I was just wondering because I remember the day after the troll incident, he seemed to be limping on his left leg. It's possible that Fluffy, was able to injure him while he was trying to get by him," said Hermione. Harry took the time to think about it and couldn't help but remember Snape having a bad lip after the troll incident as well.

"It is a possibility, but I still don't think it is him," said Harry.

"Ok, another question that I have been dying to ask for quite some time. Where the heck did you buy these books? I didn't see any of these when I went to Flourish and Botts," asked Hermione.

"Oh, I stole these from the restricted section in the library. I was interested in some of these topics and since they don't let you travel outside the school, I decided to see if I could find any good books here to use," said Harry. Hermione just stared at him in shock before she punched him in the arm.

"Ow, what was that for?" asked Harry rubbing his arm.

"You stole these books from the library? Do you realize how much trouble you could get in from doing that?" said Hermione in horror.

"Oh calm down and stop that yelling. I'll return them before anyone finds out and don't give me that look. You are enjoying these books just as much as I am," said Harry.

"Whether I like reading the books is irrelevant. You should know better then to steal. Sometimes I wonder if having you safe me was a good thing because at this rate I'm going to be expelled in no time," said Hermione with a playful smirk.

"My dear Hermione it seems my darkness is corrupting even your pure soul and before you know it you will be coming up with plans for me to rob the local banks," said Harry dramatically. Hermione just gave Harry another playful punch on his arm, but didn't disagree with what he said. She couldn't deny that he was being a bad influence on her, but he was always treating her so good she couldn't help it if she continued to follow in his steps. If she had to be honest with herself, she was liking the side that Harry was able to bring out in her and was glad he was changing her outlook on things.

Harry was able to read Hermione's surface thoughts and could only smirk at how successful he was at subtly changing Hermione. In a few years she would be ready to hear his goals and be open minded enough to actually consider helping him. Until then though, he was enjoying her friendship.

"Have you seen the twins lately? It feels weird not having to dodge pranks that they keep sending your way," said Hermione.

"No, I think they are out to prank Snape again," said Harry.

"They really should leave Snape alone, I mean that man is one day going to snap and then they will be running for their lives," said Hermione.

"Yes, I can't wait for that day to happen because I really want to see what happens when Snape finally jumps off the deep end," laughed Harry. Hermione started to picture it in her head and couldn't help, but laugh a little herself.

"Well, I'm heading off to bed. Good night Harry," said Hermione before going off to the girl's dorms.

"Night Hermione," said Harry.

Hermione had gone home for the holiday while Harry was stuck by himself at Hogwarts. He didn't mind being by himself, but he did have to admit he had got used to Hermione's company and was missing her a little bit. The thing that surprised Harry the most, was when he woke up on Christmas day he had some presents waiting for him. He honestly didn't expect to get anything for Christmas because he never had to in the past so seeing he had presents was quite a surprise. He had received gifts from Hermione, Hannah, Padma and a couple other people he knew. The strangest gift he received was a very rare and expensive invisibility cloak, but there was no note saying whom it was from. There was only a small not saying that it was belonged to his father. Harry was thankful either way because having an invisibility cloak would help him in the future when he need to sneak around.

There were only a few weeks of school left and Hermione was starting to drive Harry insane with her constant fussing over the final exams.

"Hermione if you don't stop with that racket, I will cast a silencing charm so strong it won't wear off until school is out," growled Harry. Hermione instantly shut up, but not before sticking her tongue out at Harry and pouting playfully. Harry just smiled before returning to his book.

"Hey Harry I think we should watch the third corridor tonight," said Hermione seriously. Harry just raised one of his eyebrows at Hermione and gave her a questioning look.

"Don't give me that look Harry, I have a good reason for wanting to watch the corridor. I overheard that Dumbledore would be gone all day today and that would be now is the perfect time for whoever is after the stone to go for it," said Hermione.

"Fine, we will go watch the corridor, but only because I know you will go anyway and I can't let you get hurt," said Harry causing Hermione to smile at him. What the two didn't realize was that someone was eavesdropping on them and was planning on following them later tonight.

Harry and Hermione quietly snuck out of the common room and made their way to the third corridor. They avoided Flitch's cat and Flitch before they came upon the door that led to Fluffy. When they got to the door Harry signaled for Hermione to stop, pulled her down the hallway, and pulled out his cloak to hide the both of them.

"Harry what is going on?" whispered Hermione.

"Someone is following us," replied Harry. Just as Hermione was about to ask how he knew that, someone appeared by the door where Harry and her were just at. Hermione recognized him right away.

"What is Ron Weasley doing following us?" asked Hermione but she forgot to keep her voice down Ron pulled out his wand and started to yell out who was there. Harry glared at Hermione before taking off the cloak and shrinking it down before he put it back in his pocket.

"Why are you following us Ron?" asked Harry walking out from the shadows. Ron jumped and turned around swiftly with his wand drawn ready to fight, before he realized who it was.

"I was here following you and Hermione," said Ron putting away his wand.

"Yes, we realized that, but why did you decide to follow us," asked Hermione glaring at him. Harry tuned out Hermione and Ron as the bickered and started to wonder where the music he was hearing was coming from.

'Sounds like is coming from the room that Fluffy is in,' thought Harry opening the door slowly. Hermione and Ron stopped fighting to see what Harry was doing when they noticed him going into the room with the cerebus. Inside the room they all saw a harp that was playing itself and Fluffy was fast asleep. Harry and Hermione both noticed that the trap door was open, signaling someone had entered it. Harry immediately signaled for the two to follow him down the door, which they did before the dog could wake up and attack them.

The group ended up falling and entangling themselves in some plant-like substance. The more they struggled to get loose the more it seemed to tighten around them.

"Its devilsnare, we need to calm down," said Harry before he fell through to the other side. Hermione was next to join Harry on the other side, but Ron just couldn't seem to calm down at all.

'Why did this idiot have to follow us,' thought Harry. Hermione was yelling at Ron to stop struggling, but he wasn't listening to her at all.

"You're lucky I remember how to scare devilsnare," said Hermione before drawing her wand and casting a power lumos spell. The devilsnare immediately let go of Ron and he fell to the ground next to Hermione and Harry.

"Now that we are all here let's go," said Harry before walking past the two. The trio soon found themselves in a room with a bunch of flying birds and a broom. Harry tried a couple of spells to unlock the door, but nothing seemed to work.

"Harry, I think we need to use the broom to get that key," said Hermione pointing to a bird that was in the shape of a key.

"Good luck with that mate," said Ron.

"Yeah right, you must think I'm crazy if I'm going to hop on that broom not knowing what else could be lurking for me once I do," said Harry before pulling out his own wand.

"Accio key," said Harry putting a lot of power into the spell. The bird that was shaped as a key came zooming into Harry's hand. Harry then used it to unlock the door. The next room they entered a room that had life size chess pieces on it. Hermione saw that there were some empty spaces and that they would have to play in order to get by. They played the game for about 10 minutes until Ron sacrificed himself in order to allow Harry to checkmate the King.

Harry and Hermione continued to the next room where they had to solve a riddle in order to get to the final room. Hermione figured out, which potion needed to be drunk in order to get by and Harry took it and continued by himself to the next room. When he got there he saw Professor Quirell staring at some mirror.

"How is this mirror supposed to work," said Quirell.

"There is someone else here," said another voice that Harry didn't recognize. Quirell instantly turned and stared directly at Harry.

"Well, well, well if it isn't Harry Potter," said Quirell drawing his wand. Harry also drew his wand and got into a defensive stance.

"Professor Quirell, always a pleasure to see you," said Harry. Before Harry could do anything else his scar flared with blinding pain, causing him to grab his head.

'That can only mean one thing, but I don't see Voldemort any where,' thought Harry before activating his eyes. Harry was happy he had a glamour covering his eyes otherwise, Quirell would know his greatest secret. Once Harry had his eyes activated, he was able to see that there was another presence linked to Quirell and it was hiding behind his turban.

'Interesting,' thought Harry before blocking out the pain.

"I wouldn't suppose you know how to get the stone from this mirror would you," asked Quirell. Harry just looked at the mirror and saw himself smirking at him before putting something in his pocket. He turned to face Quirell, before launching a stunning spell at him.

"I'll take that as a no. No, matter I will just have some fun playing with you before I go back to trying to obtain the stone," said Quirell after dodging the spell from Harry. Soon, after that Harry was forced on the defensive from all the dark spells Quirell was throwing around. Unknown to Quirell, Harry was allowing this battle to draw out so he could copy as many as the man's spells as possible. It was his first time being in a magic duel and he was amazed at the rate his eyes were copying the spells and providing him with all the information on how to cast and use the spells. Quirell soon got tired of trying to hit Harry and dodging spells so he decided to end it and launched a Avada Kedavra at Harry. Harry knew the spell was coming, but the information upload from the spell was too much and he was barely able to dodge it from the pain in his head.

Quirell smirked before he grabbed Harry by his shirt and lifted him up. Just as he was about to taunt Harry, his face started his hand started to burn when Harry touched him.

"What magic is this?" asked Quirell in fear before immediately dropping Harry. Harry noticing that he was able to weaken Quirell by touching instantly shot up and grabbed Quirell's face. It didn't take long before Quirell disintegrated before him.

"I'm glad my magical reserves are so large otherwise, I would be really out of it," said Harry before deactivating his eyes and standing slowly. What he didn't notice was Voldemort's spirit come straight at him, plowing right through his chest. Harry screamed in pain, before he collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Harry slowly opened his eyes and got up into a sitting position. He realized he was no longer in the chamber with the mirror and was now in a room with many beds.

"I see you are finally awake, Mr. Potter," said Dumbledore smiling at him. Harry turned to face Dumbledore and just groaned. He really didn't feel like talking to this man.

"Yes, any chance you could tell me where I am?" asked Harry.

"You are in the hospital wing. I'm afraid your little battle with Professor Quirell took a lot of energy out of you," answered Dumbledore.

"Oh, well am I good to go now?" asked Harry.

"You will not be going anywhere Mr. Potter until tomorrow," said Madam Pomfrey whom just came into the room. Harry merely sighed before lying back down on the bed. Dumbledore said his goodbye to Harry before he left the room. Pomfrey had Harry take some potion, before she went back to her office.

Harry got out of the hospital the next day and met back up with Hermione who started to annoy him with her worry of over him. For the rest of school nothing big really happened. Harry and Hermione ended up acing all of their finals in every class and now they were both on the Hogwarts express and ready to go back home. Harry wasn't really looking forward to returning home, but he knew he would be able to keep them in line by threatening to use magic.

'Well at least this summer won't be as bad the rest. I have tons of magical books to read and I can practice everything I read in my trunk without anyone knowing,' thought Harry with a smirk. Harry then opened his trunk and pulled out a couple of books to read.