Death is but the Next Great Adventure

The Rolling Philosopher Stones

Author's Note: Hey guys, just a quick little note before this chapter begins. I just wanted to say that this is the first story I've posted on Wattpad (I'm far more familiar with FanFiction.net and Ao3) So there's probably a lot that I'm getting wrong or I don't know how to work yet but if there's something wrong please tell me so I can get it fixed right away.

On a more 'technical' note, I wanted to reiterate some tags and warnings just in case. This story will eventually contain slash between Harry and Tom, though it is a rather slow build. It may also contain sexual content at some point (but not for a while, I haven't written any yet). Again, I have no idea how everything works on here yet, so I may not reply to your comments unless you ask me to because I don't know if that's what you want.

Currently, I have over 100k words written for this story and will be posting daily to try to catch up, but if you prefer Ao3 or FF.net, this story has already been updated on those sites (though not completed). Really, I just want you to use whatever site you're most comfortable with and I hope you enjoy this story as it continues. Thank you all for taking the time to read this and I hope you all have a wonderful day! 

In the last chapter: Hermione becomes a more expected part of the group. Harry employs his plan to free Sirius, and ends up meeting an undercover Death Eater named Phil along the way. Harry has a heart-warming reunion with his Godfather and vows to get him out of prison.  

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Term started up all too quickly for everyone else, but for Harry, it couldn't come soon enough. When the students who went home finally came back, Harry had felt a vibrating anxiousness in his bones. When he first spotted Anthony, it was only a matter of seconds before he was practically tackled with a fierce hug from the taller boy. Draco had been a little gentler ("pureblood proper" as Anthony had amusingly dubbed), but no less enthusiastic. Hermione had just grinned and bumped shoulders with him.

With all of his friends back, the term kicked off with bright start. Nothing had really changed from before break, except that Harry was perhaps a little more engaged in his studies, Michael came back from break with a renewed burning behind the plate of his breast bone to try his best to make Harry miserable, and Harry was eager for updates on his guardian situation. A week after visiting Sirius, Harry was summoned to Gringotts to file the appropriate paperwork on Sirius' and his own behalf. When Harry explained the situation to the goblins, they seemed all too eager to rip open a case that would be a pain in the sides of many high powered wizards.

Near the end of February, though, it became clear that there was no possible way for everything to be cleared up and settled before summer began. It put a huge damper on Harry's mood, but he didn't let it show to his friends. The thought of having to return to his relative's house after he told them he'd never be coming back was, frankly, frightening. There's no telling how violently they'd react to his return. Knowing that things could become quite bad, Harry requested a meeting with Dumbledore a few weeks into March.

Dumbledore smiled at him in a kind, grandfather-y way when he sat down in the overstuffed leather chair on the other side of the desk. Dumbledore offered him some tea and candy, but he politely declined.

"My dear boy, how you've flourished over this last year! I must say, your parents would be so proud, as am I." Dumbledore exulted as he leaned back in his chair and stroked the length of his snowy white beard.

"Thank you Professor, that is very kind of you. I'm afraid that's not why I'm here, though." Harry adopted a more serious tone, though he kept it on the lighter side.

"Oh? Of course, of course. Please then, tell me why you've come." Dumbledore sat up a little straighter and folded his hands over one another on top of his desk.