Regardless of how different the set up here would be, he would just enjoy it for what it was; a chance to have a little bit of the childhood that had been taken away from him, despite the fact that he was the same age as his father.
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Friday evening arrived and Albus Dumbledore had called a staff meeting to discuss the first week of classes and to give the Professor's a chance to raise any concerns they may have in relation to any students or their posts in general.
The staff gathered around him as he sat at his desk in his office and waited for them to settle before he begun.
"Are there any pressing matters that need to be brought to my attention?" he asked, looking at each member of staff in turn.
It was Professor McGonagall that spoke first, though it seemed that most of the staff had something to say.
"I cannot understand for the life of me why Rudolphus LeStrange is still here Albus" She began exasperatedly. "The boy simply is not capable of passing the sixth year material with the incompetence he demonstrates in his theory work".
"I understand your annoyance but my hands are tied" the headmaster sighed. "Randolph would make life very difficult if we were to remove his son from the school without due cause, he does have the right to complete his education after all".
There was a collective groan at the conclusion of the man's response.
"The boy is a moron Albus" Professor Mortlake exclaimed. "Within two minutes of being in my classroom he tried to pick a fight with the new Potter" he informed them irritably.
"Ahh, and how is the young Mr. Potter settling?" Dumbledore questioned curiously.
"The boy knows his stuff, of that there is no doubt, he even knew about Inferi" Mortlake responded. "And I'm sure Mr. LeStrange will think twice before picking a fight with him anymore, but then again. Lestrange is an idiot and will not likely learn his lesson" he concluded with a shake of his head.
"What did happen between the two?" Professor McGonagall inquired. Mortlake sighed.
"LeStrange started spewing his typical nonsense and Potter exposed him for the Neanderthal he is" Mortlake began. "I intervened before the exchange got too heated but LeStrange confronted him after the class and found himself blasted down the corridor by the boy, who no doubt would have attacked him further had his brother and friends not prevented it" he finished warningly.
"I see" Dumbledore mused. "It would not be wise for Mr. LeStrange to continue to goad young Harry, he will not like the results" he added gravely, remembering what he had been allowed to witness through his memories. "What does everybody else think of the boy?" he asked further.
"He is very gifted, clearly" Flitwick piped up. "He has more power than I have ever seen in a student so I have provided him with a book on how to control it a little better, though I think his control will be limited just because of how much power he possesses" he sighed.
"I agree" McGonagall interjected. "His Transfiguration skills are exemplary and he has no problems performing the more intricate spells, I imagine he has rather good control but even when he does attempt to control his power with power based spells it simply is not enough dampen it sufficiently" she theorised. "Does he seem out of control when he casts the spells?" she asked the diminutive charms master.
"No, he even warned me that he was reining it in as best he could and it was still considerably more powerful than those pushing themselves, but maybe he will get a better grasp of it" he shrugged.
"Horace?" Dumbledore questioned.
"The lad is in the top 5 students in his year, but it is clear he has little passion for the subject, although he will have no problem in attaining an outstanding in his NEWTS" he declared confidently.
Dumbledore next turned his attention to Professor Merrythought who smiled.
"The young man was the only student who could see the Thestral" he revealed. "He is clearly compassionate and understanding and certainly a lover of animals and does not take their reputation into account" he elaborated.
"He could see it?" McGonagall asked disbelievingly.
"Young Mr. Potter has witnessed several unpleasant things throughout his education" Dumbledore sighed.
"Where has the boy been educated?" Mortlake broke in with a frown.
"I have no idea, but he is certainly more than capable" Dumbledore returned. "I suggest we keep an eye on him however, I do not believe that he is dark in any way but he certainly is not light minded, as I believe Mr. LeStrange would have discovered had the other Gryffindor's intervened." he stated seriously.
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Monday evening arrived and Harry was making his way down to the quidditch pitch with the others. Peter did not play on the team but he was an avid fan of the sport, something that surprised Harry.
He had spent the weekend training and helping the Marauder's with their Patronus charms, with Remus even achieving his first results of the spell in the form of a weak misty shield forming.
He had also spent some time with Lily, helping her with her research project. In this time he had learnt much about his Mother, the most prominent being that she was very dedicated in the study of charms. He was simply amazed by her ability and though he arguably knew more spells than her, he was left with no doubt that her knowledge in the subject was second to none.
He certainly enjoyed spending time with the girl. She was an interesting person to talk to, warm and very kind; a welcome escape from the continuous teasing and taunting that the boy's inflicted on each other continuously, although he would not trade his time spent with them for anything.
The defense lesson that day had consisted of a lecture about giants and how one would escape from them if you were not capable of fighting one, which very few were.
Rudolphus and the rest of his cohorts had spent the duration of the lesson shooting Harry death glares, though none attempted to confront him again, something that Harry knew would not last long. Harry had no doubt that they would eventually and that he would just have to make sure that he was ready when the time came. Rudolphus was too stupid to learn from his mistakes and not antagonise him any further.
Although the constant staring bothered him he managed to completely ignore them as he had more important things on his mind, namely Quidditch and the first team practice of the year.
The group reached the pitch and Harry was introduced to the other members of the team. Of course, there was Frank Longbottom himself who played chaser along with James and a fifth year boy named Malcolm Singleton who looked as though he should be a beater. He was of a large build with blonde hair that was cropped short with, very bright blue eyes that oozed friendliness.
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