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The next morning Harry got his schedule and was glad he would have his classes with Hufflepuff, not Gryffindor with his brother.
Harry was excited to start classes but the class he was looking forward to the most, was potions, which his Godfather was insistent that he learn the masters craft.
Herbology was interesting but not Harry's cup of tea.
Though the rumor mill was already in full swing, apparently Godrick and Neville fainted and Draco Malfoy had gotten bitten by his mandrake.
(I know that happened in the chamber of secrets)
Harry stashed a few leaves as he stuffed his back into the new pot, yes Harry wasn't too into plants...especially ones like this.
In charms they learned the levitation charm, Harry was reading a few chapters ahead of the class. There were some interesting charms that Harry figured he could use to make extra money. A grin slipped across his face at the thought.
Professor Flitwick was happily handing out points, he did notice Harry keeping his feather high in the air as he read his book. It wasn't unknown for Ravenclaws to do that however, it wasn't common.
Harry didn't even notice when he got points for his spell work.
His classmates didn't mind because Harry wasn't a show-off begging for attention, they had seen Hermione and had an instant dislike for her, besides the teacher wasn't playing favorites.
Harry decided at the beginning of the fourth month he would start trying to hold the mandrake leaf under his tongue, make it an even month.
Harry was enjoying school. He was picking up a lot making contacts and now making a bit of coin with his color-changing makeup and comb that changed hair color, though someone let it slip to a teacher and he got points for his charm work. That was embarrassing and he couldn't wait to hideaway.
So far Godrick had somehow gotten himself into quite a bit of trouble. While Harry was in bed, his brother had almost gotten attacked in the forest. Harry rolled his eyes at his brother's stupidity. Of course, James and Lily had run in all worried (unlike when Harry was almost killed in Quidditch, he had moved to catch his classmate who slipped and Madam Hooch recommended him for the team, then a bludger went nuts however Harry had friends in the stands who, when they had a clear shot, blew up the ball then the teachers arrived.)
Harry had spent all holidays at school and wasn't looking forward to the end of the year however he could get a job so he figured he would barley be home anyway.
Harry was sitting in the library reading when he heard a whisper from a painting.
"Godrick Potter went into the forbidden corridor with his friends...right after..can you believe it, I hope he is alright."
Harry wanted to bang his head against a wall. The idiot was going to get himself killed.
Harry ran to the third floor slipped past a rather upset Cerberus, past the devil's snare grabbed the key, used the potion, passed the completed chess set and the troll to find his brother passed out and twitching in front of the defense against the dark arts professor and a bloody mirror.
"Merlin you have got to be shitting me."
The teacher perked from his musings.
"Ah, another Potter what a...pleasant surprise what do you see in the mirror boy?"
Harry rolled his eyes skywards and looked at the mirror. There, in front of him, was himself surrounded by gold. His green eyes glowing as he laid upon the precious metal playing with a red stone...the philosopher's stone.
He saw sharp teeth as he slipped it into his pocket.
"I'm bloody rich, I don't have to work again."
He smiled disarmingly and stunned the professor before grabbing his twins body and dragging him out of there, dumping him in the hallway on his way back to his dorm.
His brother was officially an idiot, however, the rush was Harry's desire to inspect the new weight in his pocket.
"Oh, sweet welcome home."
Harry mailed the stone to his vault that night and was trying not to look nervous. His brother took a couple of days to wake and the leaving feast was good.
However, as the points got shown Slytherin in the lead, Ravenclaw second, Hufflepuff third, and Gryffindor fourth, Dumbledore did something that pissed off a lot of people.
He handed Gryffindor a win for the house cup for "bravery" and "courage" Harry looked over at Slytherin table then his housemates, Harry stood and walked towards Slytherin, making the hall go silent.
"Ravenclaw accepts Slytherin as the true winner," Harry said loudly.
Marcus Flint glanced at a regal teen who nodded before he stood.
"And Slytherin accepts Ravenclaw as the real second"
The two nodded to each other and Harry walked back to his table with the approval of three houses and most teachers. Harry didn't even look at Gryffindor or Dumbledore.
Most of the Gryffindors were subdued to be called out on cheating.
The train ride home was quiet.
Harry ignored his parent's rant when Godrick complained about what Harry had done.
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Fanfictionharrys older twin is the boy who lived...and attention seeking twat if you asked harry. harry just wants to get by with an education and enough money to not be a homeless bum. Drarry Complete
