The school year has ended. Students are boarding onto the Hogwarts Express once again. It was a great year. Slytherin won the house cup, and Harry is sure that he did exceedingly well in his exams. The only thing that he is not looking forward to is the Potters. To cut it short, James had not release Harry from the bind, and Harry is forced to stay at Potter Manor for the summer. From how James and Lily explained it, it seems as if he is under a house arrest.
                              He smiled at his friends, "See you next school year Dray, you too Blaise."
Draco rolled his eyes as always and shook his hand saying goodbye. Blaise gave him a hug. Harry also waved byes to the other Slytherins.
"Come," James commanded.
Harry sighed, and follow James to the Potter's compartment. 
                              "Henry, how was your exams?" Lily asked.
"I don't know mum, the results will be owled during the holidays, remember?" Henry grumbled.
Lily frowned, "Is the test hard?"
"Yes, it is," Henry said, embarrassed.
"Well, how about you Harry? You better not bring anymore shame to the Potters with bad scores," James stated.
"Well, it isn't as challenging as I thought it would be," Harry simply said.
"Oh, cut the big talk Harry," Henry cocked, "just wait until the results come, I'm sure that you did worse than me. After all I have had training as a toddler."
Harry just shrugged. He did not see why it would be important to prove his point to his brother.
"Look, Harry," James sighed, "Let's start over again, shall we. I promise that I will treat you fairly."
"What's with the change of mind?" Harry snarled.
"Well... I guess with all this war going on... It makes me realise that family is important," James answered.
"Lies," Harry thought.
But he shall play along if that is what the Potters wanted.
Harry looked up from his book, and smiled serenely at his parents, "Ok then, mother, father. I hope that we can be a happy family from now on."
Lily blinked in surprise, that was much easier than she had expected. She smiled and hugged Harry, who stiffens at the unfamiliar contact. 
                              "Ok then Harry," James said, satisfied, "If you will really be a good son and heir, I will lift the bond in a few months."
That at least is something Harry could look forward to.
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                              Lily was leaning on the window, checking the letters that were just delievered. 
"Henry!" her voiced boomed.
Henry came trudging in his pyjamas. He had just woken up.
"Explain," Lily sternly said.
She handes him a paper. Henry stared at it, as his face became even redder.
"Umm... at least I'm not the worst?" Henry reasoned.
"Henry Charlus Potter!" Lily shouted.
The sound made James and Harry curious, as they entered the room at the same time.
"Is that the results?" Harry asked.
Lily handed the unopened letter to Harry. Harry slowly remove the seal, and unfold the paper. He scanned theough the paper with a glee.
"What are you so hapoy about?" Lily questioned.
Harry handed the paper back, "First of the year, straight Os."
Lily for a second has a genuine look of proudness, James as well. 
"Well Henry, what did you get?" James inquired, changing the topic.
"Oh, he is in big teouble," Lily fumed, "third-"
"Well, third? That's good isn't it? What di you want Henry?" James cheered.
"NO JAMES! THIRD FROM THE LAST! AND HE BARELY PASSED MOST OF THE SUBJECTS, AND ALSO FAILED SOME!" Lily roared.
Henry flinched.
"You are grounded young man," Lily said, "you are studying in the library for the rest of the summer. You are spoiled enough!"
"But mum! Ron invited me to the Burrow" Henry retorted.
"I'm afraid she is right Henry, you are the Chosen One. People will talk," James agreed.
                              Harry suddenly had an idea.
"So, do I get at least a little treat?" 
"Sure, whatever," James grumbled.
"Great! Get this bond off of me," Harry grinned.
"I think that's reasonable, I am very pleased with your scores. But remember, any shady business at the future, and I'm putting wards around the Manor for you."
Harry rolles his eyes and agreed. He just need this thing off. James chanted tbe counter, and the strings released itself from Harry.
"Bye," Harry calledoit, rushing to the floo.
"Wait, what? Where are you going?" Lily asked.
"The Malfoys," Harry smirked.
"Oh for Merlin's sake," James grumbled, "FINE! Be back in an hour!"
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                              "DRAY!" Harry screamed.
The Malfoys who were having breakfast were interrupted by no other than...
"Harry," Draco said bluntly.
Lucius and Narcissa shooked his hand.
"Welcome Harry, what brings you here?" Narcissa greeted.
"I am impressed," Lucius mused, "I have heard about the... ritual. How did you escape?"
"Well, I made father agree om it at the end. So here I am," Harry explained.
"You won't believe this Dray! I got the highest score," Harry jumped.
"No wonder I got third," Dravo grumbled, earning a glare from Lucius.
"Oh, who's second?" Harry questioned.
"That mudblood, Granger," Draco spat.
"That's not very nice," Harry flinched at the word 'mudblood'.
"Oh, right, habits."
"Mr Malfoy, Mrs Malfoy, sorry for the intrusion, but may I have some time alone with Draco?" Harry smiled.
"Of course, Harry, you are always welcome to Malfoy Manor, no need for formalities," Narcissa replied, "Your room is still there, untouched, buy cleaned daily."
Harry said his thanks.
                              Harry dragged Draco towards his room, only to stumble upon a certain man.
"Harry," the voice greeted.
"Oh hey, Tom," Harry greeted back, "you look much more dashing this time."
"Well, thanks to your advice I am able to retreive my form, although it's noy complete yet. Speakinh of that, I need to talk to you," Voldy explained.
Draco patted Harry, urging him to go.
Harry walked alongside Voldy into a room.
                              The door clicked shut.
"How does it feel being in ypur sixteen year old body?" Harry asked, smiling.
"Weird, but at least I have a nose now," Tom admitted.
"So, what is it?" Harry queried.
"Well, I have not gathered all my horcruxes back yet, as I have plans for some of it. One thing though, it seems like I have accidentally made you... my horcrux during that Samhain night," Voldemort elaborated.
                              "No wonder," Harry murmured.
"What?"
"You know, I found out I have heirship to the Gaunt and Slytherin lines. I guess the inheritance test must've picked up the soul's traits as well, making me somehow related to... you. And also the parsel ability, as well as the same wand core. Merlin how could I be so stupid!" Harry ranted.
"Well, that makes sense. I have done some research, but the chance of actually getting the horcrux out with your core unharmed is very low."
"It's ok."
"You don't mind having a part of my soul in you?"
"No. Not at all, besides I have plans for it."
"Such as?"
Harry grinned and casted silencing spells around the room.
"The Chamber of Secrets."
Tom tensed, "How did you-"
"I have my ways."
Voldy nodded, "But I have plans with it during your next school year, so beware."
Harry noted it mentally.
                              "Here, an early birthday gift, as well as a thank you gift," Voldy handed Harry a snake.
"It's a black coluber constrictor, it is non venomous, so it must be alright to be brought to Hogwarts.
"Hello," Harry hissed.
"Hello, pleased to finally meet my owner," The snake greeted back.
"Do you have a name?"
"Call me Mavka,"
Harry smiled, satisfied withthe gift. The snake coiled around Harry's waist, and hid beneath his robes.
"Thanks, Tommy!" Harry thanked.
"That's even worse than Tom!" Voldy protested.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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FanfictionA story of The Boy Who Lived. The light and hope of the Wizarding World. But do they actually know who it is? Neglected by most, and outshone by his precious brother, Harry James Potter set his heart on making his own destiny, away from his given f...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  