Harry Potter: Explorer Chronicles

Beginning of Summer

Chapter 11:

The following takes place on June 31st, 1992

Hogwarts 2nd floor, Professor Potter's Office

Lily Potter was packing up a few more of her belongings before heading back to Potter manor for the summer. The year had definitely been the most stressful since she started working at Hogwarts, not surprising since this was her oldest son's first year. Harrison had been sorted into Gryffindor like every Potter before him, he had also continued the tradition set by his father of being the biggest troublemaker in school. The amount of detentions that was given to him by McGonagall, Snape, and even herself was staggering. His grades were passable in all subjects, but some just barely. He was second best in Defense against the Dark arts, next to Renee Macer who was basically the school prodigy and received top grades in nearly every class, it wasn't that great of an achievement in the first year and the teacher hadn't been the best either. His grades were passable in Charm, Transfiguration, Herbology, and Astrology, but they were nowhere near the best. He barely passed potions, which had always been one of her best subjects; she didn't know whether it was because his professor was Severus or because he wasn't that great at potions. Her son had passed that year, but the amount of trouble he got in made her life much more stressful.

Then there was the incident with the stone, Nicholas Flamel had asked Dumbledore to guard his Philosophers stone for him from Voldemort. They had put the defenses up which they hoped would be enough to stop Voldemort, but they were not enough. Voldemort had made it past almost all the defenses with the exception of Dumbledore's, he couldn't figure out how to get the stone out of the mirror and it delayed him long enough for Dumbledore to make it back and stop him. The stone was destroyed afterwards because it was impossible to defend it and make it completely safe from Voldemort.

Lily opened her bottom desk drawer and pulled out the only photo she had of her youngest son, she hadn't shown it to anyone, but she kept it with her. It amazed her how much he looked like James, but he still had her emerald green eyes (It was a muggle photograph) which still had that same sparkle in them, one of intelligence and happiness. She still wondered why he wasn't wearing glasses, she was certain that he would have to wear glasses like Harrison. She wondered what Harry was like, did he still enjoy listening and reading over talking? Did he still hate attention and liked being in the background? Questions that only he could answer, she wondered how long she would have to wait to see her baby again. She wanted her son to have as normal a life as possible, she wanted him to go to Hogwarts and study magic, she wanted his biggest worries to be how to ask a girl he liked out and how to finish his homework on time. She wondered what he could be doing and when he would be back, he wouldn't have sent her a letter and a photo unless he was coming back, the question was. When?

United States of America, Washington D.C.

Harry moaned in pain, he had just gotten out this day's training with the elite American Delta Squadron unit of the American ministry of magic. They are a special operations unit that is part of the American auror department, which was one of the largest in the world. The American wizarding world is much larger than the British, mostly due to the size of the United States, it is much larger geographically and so it's magical population is much higher, so it needs a larger law enforcement department.

Many nations have special forces as part of their auror departments, no special forces unit is really better than another, each relied on different tactics and received different training for those different tactics. Japanese relied more on stealth and surprise, Americans relied more on advanced Technomancy weapons and muggle hand-to-hand combat, no special forces were generally better than the other, just better in specific things. Harry had been able to get into Delta Squadron training pretty easily, all the commanders were impressed with his skills and wanted to see the extent of his power, it didn't really matter he wasn't even twelve yet. "You know if training hurts that much you can quit." suggested Daxter

"What and miss out on everything they can teach me?" said Harry

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn yah." said Daxter, who rested his head on a pillow in their hotel room "did you read all those books the founders gave you?"

"Not yet, I finished the Parselmagic books, I really can't do much with what I have learned now though." said Harry, it was all rituals, healing, and warding, none of which was useful to him now. "The books from Hufflepuff were mostly healing, which is not exactly my strong suit. Gryffindor's books have proved more useful, they are mostly on dueling and have given me numerous spells I can use, but I have not read them all, yet. Ravenclaw's books were mostly charms, there is a useful one on how to do the Fidelius charm, complex charm I must admit."

"Great, we are running out of books for you to read, again, you think you could stop reading so much or so fast?" asked Daxter, Harry went through books at a rate of over fifty a week, more if they really interest him.

"No." said Harry simply

"Yeah, didn't think so." replied Daxter "Any news from Gringotts on your pensieve?"

"No, but I didn't expect any, pensieves are rare, it will take longer than a week." replied Harry

"Figures, we go through all that trouble to get that stupid sword and they can't find us a stupid bowl." said Daxter "why do you need one again?"

"They are dead useful, I can revisit my memories and study them more, see if I missed anything." explained Harry

"Yeah, but those things cost tens of thousands of galleons and getting that sword wasn't easy either." stated Daxter

"It's a one time investment, it will be useful in the future, stop worrying about it." said Harry

"Fine" Daxter decided to change the subject "did you hear about Voldemort sneaking into Hogwarts? Apparently, he possessed a teacher and snuck in to steal the Philosopher's stone."

"Yeah I heard, they stopped him before he could get the stone." said Harry

"Hard to believe he was able to get in so easily though." said Daxter

"Voldemort is no idiot, he's smart, a lunatic, but smart." said Harry "it's only a matter of time before he returns."

"I am not looking forward to that day." said Daxter

"Neither am I Daxter, Neither am I." said Harry

Meanwhile in England...

"So dad what did I miss while I was at school, get married again?" asked Renee, who's father had been married three times, including to her mother, and divorced twice afterwards

"No, I didn't sweetheart." chuckled Leroy, her father "I received an owl that said you scored top grades in all your classes."

"Not very shocking, considering you have been teaching me for years." replied Renee

"True, but it is still quite an achievement, you were awarded Special Citation in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions, and Transfiguration." said Leroy laughing

Renee groaned, she hated these stupid awards and citations awarded to her by the corrupt ministry "Dad, it's nothing, may I remind you they were awarded to me by the board of governors, which is basically a group of rich purebloods."

"Fair enough." said Leroy

"What have you been doing?" asked Renee, who wanted to change the subject

"Tracking down not-so dangerous suspects, being an auror is not what it used to be, you'll understand when you become one." said Leroy, who knew his daughter's future plan was to become an auror.

"I'm sure I will, dad." said Renee smirking

"We can only pray you won't work under the same idiot I am, Cornelius Fudge is such a moron." said Leroy