June 25th, 1995.
Eight o'clock, by the morning, Harry started to stir from his sleeping quarters. This is by far the longest sleep he ever had.
Sitting up, he leaned against the head of the bed and stared out of the window. 'A refreshing morning.' A small smile tug at the corner of his mouth.
'Seem like with the Dark Lord off my mind and life brings me qualitative sleep.' Getting off the bed, Harry walks to the bathroom and cleans himself.
Hogwart is not a five bedroom school previously. Now, thanks to Dumbledore, students share their room together, which is not appropriate at times, as one needs some privacy.
After cleaning and bathing himself, Harry dresses himself into his most comfortable muggle clothes, a windbreaker set, and then steps out toward the Great Hall.
'All set.'
•••
Humming an old song from his world, Harry, hands inside his pocket, can be seen walking down the corridor heading to the door.
He doesn't care about how empty the hall is. After the School Triwizard Cup, everyone is mostly focused on the After of the celebration, and some teachers are busy and panicking thanks to Barty Crouch Jnr exposure.
With his letter, Harry also hopes he can resolve things smoothly and expect Dumbledore to act accordingly. He will not be side blinded by him. No, now that the Prophesy is realized, he doesn't want to have someone to be meddling in his life.
His family fortune, which he is thankful for his account, who manage to them and secure them tightly, refusing any third party to be involved. That is mostly thanks to Harry's grandfather.
The Potter Company, also called the Fleamont Industry. It is a wizarding pharmaceutical business version of the muggle one. But, unlike other Ancient Family businesses, his grandfather has the insight of building it as a muggle company dealing with medicine in the muggle and Wizarding World.
This is also where potions come from. It is also where he put intern in them. They can be salesperson or potion masters themselves.
Only a few pureblood families know about it. They try to control it but can't and resort to taking positions to have their hands tightly around it. But, as the owner who owns it, Harry able to dismiss them and replace them with his own people.
Dumbledore is also one of those. He wanted to take hold of the Potter Wealth. Sadly for him, Harry will not allow such a thing. The old man is not helpful at all.
He knows of the Sirius Black case and doesn't help, and now, things are falling into place. He hopes the death of the Dark Lord will send the message to all his marked servants.
Sitting down, Harry ordered his breakfast. "A mutton fried crispy, breadfruit, fried as well, rice, and a fried fish as well."
He loved fried food. Especially to fish and breadfruit and a mutton. Eating his filled, everyone just stared at him, seeing what he ate. It is a bit exaggerated, but he needs to celebrate his victory over his fallen foe and the Cup.
'Ah, what a fulfilling breakfast!' Smiling, he rises from his seat and headed to the dormitory. It is time to pack his luggage. After all, the yearlf the school is coming to an end.
This afternoon will be the last supper and farewell party for the three schools.
Harry also started to get a sense of nostalgia staring at the school and his classmates. As he slowly makes his way toward the dorm, he meets Colin Creevey.
"Hi Harry. Do you mind if I take a picture?" He asks in his bubbling persona. "Of course, come."
Leading him to the front of the school entrance, Harry stands and stares at Colin and his camera.
"Thanks." After a flash, Colin smiled. "Mm, hey, why don't you follow me? I want to take photos with all the students of every house?"
Suddenly, Harry has a brilliant idea of taking a picture of his fellow schoolmates and the delegation from other schools.
"Great." Colin smiled, welcoming the surprise from Harry. With that, they spent their time hunting everyone in a group or individually to snap a photo with them.
After a lengthy explanation of why Harry wants to, the student agrees. That day words spread around, and the delegation of other schools and Hogwart all met inside the hall and started to interact with each other and snap photos.
Feeling happy for the first time, Harry talks and renews every past torn relationship among his mates. Even Draco is surprised by Harry behavior and interacts in an engaging talk.
He also met with Ron and talked with him, and resolved some issue among them. Thanks to that, the three schools throw a farewell feast in advance and enjoy their time together.
"How are you, Harry?" Hermione approaches him with Luna. Facing the duo, he smiled.
"I am happy." He says, "In fact, I really am glad that this year is passed. Sadly, It is also the final year for me as well."
He announced, causing Hermione to pause. While Luna is silent as usual doing her own things. "Why is that, Harry? Are you dropping out?"
"Mm, in fact, I have already considered it when my name is called out from the Cup." He explains, "When my name is called out, I immediately thought to drop out and leave as an adult since I am already considered one by the magic contract."
A slight paused, Harry smile. "I really am thankful for being a friend with you, Hermione. But now, I must do what I must as the Lord of House Potter. I gave responsibilities now."
"I know you will not understand, but Luna can help you. Also, I am really happy for you and Fred. Make sure that your relationship lasts longer." Staring at the twins, Harry smile.
"Ah, it seems I am needed." At the door of the Great Hall, Dumbledore can be seen standing there beckoning him. "Again, it is nice to be friends with you two. Gives my thanks to Ron as well."
With a small tear in her eyes, Hermione hugs Harry, bidding him one last farewell. "Thanks, Harry. Why are you even talking as if this the last time we met?"
She sobs as she looks at her best friend for the past four years. "Ah, that's, I may or may not be here. But worry not, I will always return before the year end."
After saying that, he turned to Luna. "Ah, Luna, how's school?"
"It's okay, no more nargles bothering me." Relieved, he hugged her as well. "Then take care, okay? I'll visit from time to time."
"Here, if you need some help in finding a job, visit this place." Handing them his business card, he then walks out toward Dumbledore.
"Harry, I must say, I am surprised by what your letter says." Outside the door of the Great Hall, Dumbledore meet him.
"Which one?" Not giving anything he ask, walking toward the gate. Today, he scheduled it so that they will visit Gringott to view his memory using the pensive.
"Everything." Says the Principal. "Well, don't be." Harry answered.
"I found it out during the first semester. I have been working on it and seeking Goblins' help. Now, I am free. As for how I found about the Hocrux? Well, we are linked. Thankfully, with some ritual, I managed to erase it, but not before acquiring some information."
"Harry, my boy, why not consult me?" Dumbledore says, shaking his head. "I have always been there for you. If you have told me, I would help you. Now, you even resort to rituals and even see those Goblins. They can not be trusted."
"I know what I am doing, Professor." Not looking at him, Harry immediately apparated to Diagon Alley. Surprised etched on Dumbledore face as Harry used a spell which he deem advance for the boy.
Wariness started to swell in his chest, afraid of how the boy could do that. 'What happened to you, Harry?'
He also followed afterward to Diagon Alley.