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A fourteen-year-old Harry Potter, boy wizard, was laying in his bed at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Next to him was an almost identical naked fourteen-year-old black haired girl sleeping soundly. The girl was Lucy Potter; his twin sister. He rolled on his side to look at her, his hand gently stroking her hair, occasionally moving down her body to caress her breasts and stomach only to then return to her head.

One would think that Harry would feel guilty about his actions, ashamed even, at what he was doing to his own twin. But the fact was he wasn’t, and he knew that Lucy would want him to do this, and much more, to her, even if she was asleep and couldn't enjoy it fully herself. Just as long as it made him happy, he could fuck her as she slept and she wouldn’t mind. It was just how she was, he could do anything to her, and she would love it, reciprocating however possible.

For a normal person this would have been strange, the sheer level of devotion towards Harry's happiness could be likened to a slightly demented House-Elf on occasion, but the one thing about Lucy was that she wasn't normal. In fact, until a couple of weeks ago she hadn't been real, and was just a figment of Harry's imagination.

But that requires a bit of a back-story, it had all started when Harry was just a child, a young little thing that never really had the opportunity to act as a child should. Harry had always wanted a family, not the hateful Dursleys that were his only relatives, but one that loved and cared for him. His Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had punished him when he did better than their son Dudley, and were generally mean to him even when he wasn't being punished simply because he was different. With so much free time on his hands, as he was locked in a small cupboard under the stairs, Harry decided to use his imagination; something the Dursleys couldn't stop him from playing with, and make up a family member that would love him, care for him and support him in whatever he did and so he'd dreamt up a sister. He was only six at the time, and he only knew about one pair of siblings that were the same age, so he'd assumed that she would have to be his identical twin.

He'd imagined that she looked like him but with long black hair and green eyes like his own, as for her personality, he'd decided that she would be quiet and calculative in public, but mischievous and fun loving around those she cared for. He'd decided to name her Lucy, and made it so she, unlike him, didn't care one lick about what people thought about her as long as she was happy with the decisions she made. Being locked within the cupboard for so long allowed Lucy to become more and more defined as he found himself with nothing to do but daydream. Eventually he started imagining what she would say sometimes when he was having conversations, mostly in jest, a fat joke here, a stab at Dudley's intelligence there, nothing Harry himself wouldn't say within his mind if he was more confident, but as time passed she took on a life of her own.

Sometimes thanks to his imaginary sister's equally imaginary words, which encouraged him to do things he wouldn’t normally do, a few changes were made to his daily life. They weren't very significant, but he did start sneaking out every night to get himself some food once his relatives were asleep, lessening the effects of his malnutrition and ensuring the healing his future school nurse would help him through went much smoother than it would have. The most significant thing that occurred was that Harry found out he was special, that he had powers that no one else had, which he took to be the reason that his relatives hated him. They despised anything strange, or anything that didn't fit their definition of 'normal', so Harry's almost supernatural abilities seemed like the perfect reason to hate him.

He had just turned seven around that point, and he was eager to learn how to use his abilities. With Lucy's help and suggestions he was able to learn to levitate items and light things on fire. The second ability took years to master, and didn't do his mental stability any favours as he became a budding pyromaniac, burning anything he could get away with. In the process he was ecstatic to learn that not only did his fire not hurt him, but once he got to a certain point in mastering his abilities normal fire didn’t hurt him either.

However, like all imaginary friends, Lucy slowly disappeared as Harry needed her less and less. So caught up in learning how to use his power and abilities that he didn't realize her advice becoming less and less frequent and then when he woke up on his tenth birthday he didn't hear his sister's customary good morning greeting he was devastated; it the second worst day of his life. He eventually recovered, but he would often think back to the times with his imaginary sister fondly, even using what he thought she would do in the situations he found himself in to get out of them. She was the one that created his sly and smart side, giving him the idea to keep things from people, and encouraged him to learn how to lie convincingly. It was a skill that came in handy many times when his pyromaniac tenancies got the best of him, now that he didn't have a sister to caution him against such behaviour, and he was found at the scene of a fire more often. But thanks to no proof being left that he had anything to do with the fires, the police couldn’t do anything to him.

Over the next few years, until he learned about Hogwarts, Harry continued his training with his powers and his mastery over fire. His meeting with Hagrid was very enlightening and Harry was left with mixed feelings. He was happy that he received an explanation for his abilities, but he was saddened to learn of his parent’s true fate, even more so when he found out that he was famous for something they clearly did.

When he got onto Hogwarts Express he made his first friend, Ron Weasley. He also met someone that reminded him of Dudley, Draco Malfoy. He was a Pureblood asshole who thought he was better than Muggles and most Half-Bloods.

Because of this, and finding out that the person who killed his parents came from the same house, when the Sorting Hat told him that he fit in with Slytherin, Harry threatened the Sorting Hat with incineration. Harry was very grateful the term 'pyro' didn't seem to exist in the Magical World or the Sorting Hat's words of, “Very well. The only place I can see a little pyro like you fitting in after such a declaration is, GRYFFINDOR!” Would have made things difficult for him.

When Harry was sorted into Gryffindor, he made another friend, Hermione Granger. It was a rocky start; she had a bossy, know-it-all attitude that took him a while to break her of. Still, even with the bad habits that she had, which were annoying at the best of times, and at the worst of times tested his resolve to remain friends with her when he was having an off or particularly bad day, he stood by her. It helped that he put his foot down with her a few times, to stop her from going too over the top. Her personality flaws were stemmed from a similar vein as his own pyromaniac ones; social isolation and bullying. So he tried his best to help her get over them by being firm with her when he felt he needed to be; like the authority figures she looked up to so much.

On the second Friday since Harry started Hogwarts, was Harry’s first Flying Class. When Neville Longbottom broke his arm and was taken to the Hospital Wing he dropped his Remembrall that he had received that day from his Grandmother. Neville was a very forgetful boy, and the Remembrall was meant to help him remember what he forgot. Harry thought it was a joke, because it didn’t tell the person what they had forgotten, but Neville's Gran, who Harry thought had no respect for Neville, was completely serious about the all but useless gift. The ball simply made things worse for Neville, as the object simply made Neville's forgetfulness something everyone could see. But Harry didn’t say anything, Neville loved his Gran no matter what, and sometimes it was best to keep one's opinions to themselves. During the first Flying Class, as Neville was taken to the Hospital Wing, Malfoy decided it would be fun to break Neville’s Remembrall. Luckily for Neville, Harry he was quick enough to get the Ball before Malfoy.

After a brief verbal debate, which Harry won almost embarrassingly easily, nothing further came from the situation. The Remembrall was returned, and Neville was grateful; which really tempted Harry to tell him to just chuck it out a window, as it was doing more harm than good.

But it was thanks to Hermione that his life changed, as she recognized the signs of abuse and really twisted Madam Pomfrey's ear (Hermione's rant had been legendary, apparently, Harry himself wasn't there, but he'd heard about it) into giving him the needed potions to fix the damage, though the food that he stole also helped, both the stunted growth and the few scars he'd gained from his cousin were fixed fairly quickly. Vernon had never hit him, but he didn't need to, as simply giving Dudley the opportunities he needed was enough.

As a way to repay her, Harry started hanging out with her more and slowly opening up about himself. They grew even closer after Harry saved her life from a troll that attacked during Halloween. Ron had insulted her when she had a relapse and acted a little snobby about his spell casting. His hurtful words had sent her right into the path of the troll and only Harry appearing at the last moment with two handfuls of fire had saved her life. When the shock wore off Hermione was actually more interested in the fact that he could use wandless magic then the danger she'd been in. Harry assumed it was her way of coping, and was more than happy to share how he did it, leaving out Lucy's help. Despite her best efforts, Hermione was unable to learn the skill, but it was still something fun to do as friends.

Despite really loving having a true friend, as his and Ron's friendship took its first serious hit after he refused to apologize until forced to for insulting Hermione, Harry hadn't really been happy about the increased study schedule at first, but after his first O, with a glowing compliment from Professor Flitwick about taking after his mother, he was more than happy to stay up even later than Hermione to get a good grade, and thus follow in his mothers’ footsteps, who, while a prodigy with Charms, was quite skilled at just about every branch of magic.

When Christmas rolled around Harry received something that belonged to his father; an invisibility cloak. Harry used his new invisible cloak to not only to explore Hogwarts, but to go to the school library - the restricted area of it - and find out who Nicholas Flamel was, after Hagrid had let slip that he was connected to the strange going on at Hogwarts that year.

During Harry's explorations of Hogwarts he'd come across what he later found of to be the Mirror of Erised. At the time he had been confused by what he had seen, but intrigued none the less. Looking into the mirror, in the foreground he saw himself surround by what he imagined his family would look like, including his imaginary twin. Behind them were more people, all indistinct and unrecognisable but what he suspected were other family members that he wasn't aware of, or he had only seen briefly before Voldemort had killed them and then his parents. What was more surprising however was that in the background was a burning building of all things.

Harry had wonder what the mirror was and had run the inscription, "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi," though his mind multiple time until he'd figured out that it was backwards. It hadn't taken him long to write the sentence the correct way, "I show not your face but your heart's desire," and once done he agreed whole heartedly with it, as it was his heart's desire. Harry had visited the mirror multiple time until Dumbledore had caught him and told him that he was going to remove it, but not before asking what Harry saw. He'd put his sister lesson's to good use and told half the truth, saying that he saw his family.

After Christmas, his circle of friends had started to grow. It was largely thanks to him finally putting his foot down with Ron that it happened. The second youngest Weasely was getting big headed and seemed to think that because he was friends with the Boy-Who-Lived, and thought it meant he could get away with otherwise unacceptable behaviour and deserved preferential treatment. It was a big fight, spells were even thrown around, leaving Ron in the hospital wing due to injuries, Hermione needing to visit briefly to shrink her teeth, and Harry getting a detention, which involved cleaning the Gryffindor Common Room without magic, to fix the damage they had both done. To Harry's surprise, a number of his fellow Gryffindor's helped with the cleaning, which he'd later learned was due to a lot of them having gotten sick of Ron's mouth and they were glad that Harry had stood up to the prat.

After putting Ron in his place Harry gained a few new friends; Susan Bones, Hannah Abbot, and occasionally had an older student by the name of Cedric Diggory who had taken them who'd taken the two younger Puffs under his wing started talking to him and it eventually bore a friendship. The day after Harry and Ron's fight Neville Longbottom approached him and tentatively offered his friendship, which was followed by the Weasely Twins and the Chaser Trio, who were sometimes referred to as the Crimson Vixens, for good reason. A quiet girl from Ravenclaw name Su Li started joining Harry and Hermione when they were studying in the library not soon after the fight, which also created another social connection.

That's not to say changes were abrupt, it took him a couple of years to really accept that the barely disguised conditioning he went through with the Dursley's was not normal and was something children should never be put through. It helped that Hermione’s parents allowed him to stay with them over the summer, which the Dursleys were happy to allow, as they wouldn’t have to deal with him anymore.

Harry became indebted to his friends after Christmas when they had found out that an object belonging to Nicholas Flamel was being held within the school. It was Su Li who knew and told them who Nicholas Flamel was and it was through her that they discovered the object was the Philosopher's Stone. They had argued from some time about what they should do but it was eventually decided they would go after the Stone themselves before someone who wanted it for the wrong reasons got a hold of it. It was decided that because of their talents, Harry, Hermione, Su, and Susan would go after the Stone - which they reached surprising easily.

The first challenge, opening the door, was easy. There had been many students who were curious about the third floor corridor, despite the threat of death, and word had spread how to get through the door and what lay within. The Cerberus, they learned, was Hagrid’s pet, and was also named Fluffy, of all things. They were able to get past it easily enough after Hagrid had let slip Fluffy could be lulled to sleep with music.

Once the massive three-headed dog was sound asleep they'd jumped down into the corridor it had been guarding; thankfully landing on something soft. They soon found out it was the Devil's Snare, after Hermione panicked a bit, Su used a type of Solar Flare spell, providing enough light to scare the semi-sentient plant and make it retreat.

Then they had to face some flying keys as they couldn’t open the door with an Alohamora, which Harry accomplished by flying up and capturing the right one to open the door, with the help of Su and Hermione on the ground, as the girls could see the right key far easier from outside of the swarm then he could whilst chasing it.

Next was a huge Chess board, whilst they were going on how to get past this one just as easily as the previous 'defences', it would take an excessive amount of time in Harry's opinion, so he decided to do what his cousin would do when faced with anything that made him feel inferior; break it. So, using the Reductor Curse that Cedric had taught him, he destroyed the chess pieces. When he did so the girls gave him a strange look, but they accepted his explanation that destroying it was a lot easier than wasting time playing through the game. Besides, what eleven-year-old boy didn’t like breaking things when they could get away with it? Also they were, after all, on a schedule.

The next task was a troll, and once again Harry had been forced to shove Hermione out of the way when she froze at the sight of another fully grown Mountain Troll threatening her, meaning he took quite a hit in her place. The Troll hadn't managed to capitalize on it though, as it was systematically turned to a thick red paste, teaching it exactly why you shouldn't pick on the friends of a girl who'd been trained as a warrior all her life as Su demonstrated her skills in Battle Magic on it. Once he recovered, Harry was able to distract the troll with a fireball, allowing the girls to finish it off with three perfectly timed Piercing Curses.

The logic puzzle had been turned into a game, which Hermione had, being the first to read the inscription, won. But she withheld the answer until Harry and the others had figured it out, telling him she wanted to make sure his logistical skills weren't getting rusty. Su and Susan, surprisingly, considering their upbringing, had also gotten the answer right but after several minutes of thought.

Susan had tried a Duplication Charm on the vials of potion, but only succeeded in making three extra empty glass vials. The groups caution was unfounded though, as Harry, who tested the fire to see if he could touch it and found he could, slipped through the imposing black flames unharmed.

Once he'd walked through, he found the Mirror of Erised again. When he looked in the mirror this time he only saw himself, his twin, and the burning building behind them. His reflection dropped a red stone into his pocket with a smirk before the Harry and Lucy within the mirror turned around to gaze at the building. Harry was a little miffed at being ignored by his own reflection, but quickly left the chamber. Harry was amused to find the three girls still arguing about who would get the correct potion and who would stay behind. He cleared his throat, holding up the stone with a grin as they finally looked at him. This led to Hermione and Harry telling the other two girls about Harry’s abilities to control and withstand fire. While he had used them in the battle with the troll, Su and Susan were too preoccupied to notice he wasn't casting fire spells with his wand, but using his wandless abilities that were all but an innate talent at that point.

That night though, for the first time in a long time, he heard his imaginary twin speak to him. She asked him why the Stone was so badly protected that four first years could get past the so called protections in less than an hour, with no serious injuries aside from some bruising on his part. Harry was too surprised to answer right away, and she soon faded away again.

Her visit and subsequent disappearance again, while making him sad all over again, caused him to really think about the situation. He agreed with her suspicions after he really started brainstorming; if four first years could get past the jokes referred to as defences it would be very easy for someone older and more skilled to get past them. It was then that he realized that the Headmaster was up to something - or at least suspected him of being up to something - and as much as the others hated to admit it when Harry talked to them about it they had to agree with Harry. So they decided to watch Dumbledore and see what he did; if anything should happen. In fact they made Harry the leader of their group, even giving him a nickname because of his abilities; Vulcan, for the Roman mythical god of fire. The symbol for the god Vulcan was a lightning bolt, making it even more fitting.

For the rest of the year not much happened to Harry and his friends, it was more or less normal. Well, normal for a magical school anyway. Although, they did have another small adventure about a month after sending the Philosopher's Stone back to its owner when they found out that Hagrid had somehow gotten hold of a dragon egg, and was able to hatch it but. They were able to get Hagrid to agree send the baby dragon to a dragon reserve that Ron’s brother and Cedric’s friend worked at.

The only other thing that happened was just as interesting as it was shocking. They got word back from Nicholas and his wife through a letter. The reply they got was actually a revised Will with a letter attached. Harry was gifted with the stone, Hermione was gifted with a good portion of the Flamel Library, on the condition that she share with the rest of her friends. Su was contacted by a teacher to further her Battle Magic studies over the summer on behalf of the two Flamels, while Susan was given a Bones family Heirloom thought lost but had been tracked down by the several century old duo.

The Letter explained that the Flamel's had decided to finally pass on and Dumbledore was supposed to destroy the Stone, as neither Flamel could bear to do it themselves, so they gave it to Harry. Perenelle was a bit of a Seer and knew that Harry would need all the help he could get against the threats he would face in his life. The Hogwarts students never knew of this fact, making it a hot topic for a while as to why the ancient couple would give a priceless magical item to an eleven year old.

Because the package containing the Stone was opened in the middle of the Great Hall while dinner was going on the Stone was in full view of everyone, the gasping of Harry's friends drawing quite a bit of attention. Dumbledore had sent them suspicious looks, but legally he wasn’t able to do anything about Harry owning the Stone. Of course, Dumbledore’s dilemma of who got to keep the Stone took place much later, because the second he saw it, much to the shock of everyone Professor Quirrell attacked Harry, shouting that the Stone belonged to his Master. Quirrel was surprisingly powerful as a result of the possession and due to an infusion of Forcibly Taken unicorn blood the previous evening and he was able to hold off the Professor's attempts to subdue him along with Harry and his friend's. It wasn’t until Harry touched Quirrell’s body, when he tackled him to save Hermione from a Killing Curse did the tide turn; Quirrel was burned alive, leaving nothing but ash behind, which revealed the Dark Lord Voldemort's wraith as he rose out of the ash like some kind of twisted phoenix.

Aside from Dumbledore cautioning Harry against the use of the Stone, his reasons paper thin in Harry's opinion, and 'subtly' trying to persuade him to leave the Stone in his care for safe keeping, which Harry politely but firmly declined, the rest of the year was surprisingly anti-climactic.

After saving her life for a third time, twice from mountain trolls and again against Quirrelmort - the nickname the braver fraction of the student body had given him - Hermione became very clingy for a while and determined to pay him back somehow. She even begged her parents for Harry to stay over the summer with them, so that he wouldn’t have to deal with his so called family.

She eased up eventually, but only after her parents agreed that Harry could stay with them. It also helped that Harry’s ‘family’ were more than happy to get be rid of the freak for the summer and hoped to never see him again. She had already planned on helping him find a place to either rent or set up a plan to have him stay with some of their friends, moving from house to house on a weekly schedule or something of the like, but after he saved her she wanted to hopefully give him a family experience by going on vacation with them; to show him how a real family acted so he would accept what the Dursley's did was wrong.

When she suggested the idea to Harry he had hugged her tightly, giving her a taste of her own medicine for once, which was also the first hug Harry had ever initiated, and thanked her profusely. Hermione's parents were more than happy to have their daughter's first friend live with them over the summer and everything went amazingly for the emotionally stunted boy. The Grangers plus Harry took a trip to France, which was something so new for Harry he spent almost the whole vacation in a daze. Hermione's plan didn't immediately bear fruit, but it did plant the seed within his mind that would eventually cause him to accept his troubled upbringing for what it was. She was happy to learn that her parents agreed that Harry could stay with them as long as he wanted for all he'd done.

Before the residents of the Granger household went on vacation a House-Elf who introduced himself as Dobby showed up right in the middle of dinner. The Elf warned Harry that he could not go back to Hogwarts because of a danger that he couldn't mention. Due to Dobby's visit Harry found out why none of his friends had written him; Dobby had been stealing his mail. Harry quickly dragged Dobby away for a quick talk. The adult Grangers, who were mystified at the odd creature, didn't know what Harry did or said, but Dobby was white as a ghost and shaking when the two came back, handing the stack of letters over so fast to Harry he almost threw them all over the floor before he left after shakily telling Harry to not go back to Hogwarts.

Apart from that, the summer was spent relaxing and finishing their summer school work quickly, so they wouldn't have to worry about it when they left. Harry continued training his abilities, and by the time they were in France he was able to coat his arms up to the shoulder in flames. Of course, initially this caused the top he was wearing to catch on fire, so he took a break from learning to coat himself in flames to work on his finer control so that it wouldn't happen again.

It was about this time that puberty hit Harry, his voice started to break and he started to think about girls. He frequently imagined kissing the girls that one's which close to him. Hermione, mostly because she was the closest to him physically, but there were several other girls he imagined kissing; the most embarrassing of them being Hermione’s mum and his imaginary twin sister. Imagining himself kissing Hermione and her mum made it hard to look at them at times and was made all the more difficult when they visited a nudist beach. Seeing Hermione and Emma's naked bodies took the embarrassment to a new level because he started imagining himself feeling their bodies when he kissed them. Emma, the observant woman she was, cornered him and asked what was wrong. After an embarrassing talk Emma assured Harry that what he was going through and feeling were perfectly normal. Left unsaid was that she was quite flattered in his interest in her as Harry was growing into quite a handsome boy and his interest in her made her feel sexy.

The summer ended well for them after they returned. Two weeks before they had to go back to Hogwarts they went to see their friends and got their school things as a group. While shopping, Harry had to put his foot down once again with Hermione. She kept going on and on about Professor Lockhart because he'd written all the books for the school year and was going to be their Professor. Harry took an instant dislike to him though, and wasn't shy about telling everybody that asked, there was just something about him that was off. Still, he realized Hermione needed an actual well thought out argument to correct her of her hero-worship, so he sat with her and they both read through the books on their list and made notes. After they were done Harry showed her his notes outlining the time frame the books were supposedly set in, and the impossibilities of beating some of the Dark Creatures the man had supposedly fought with spells that were not the right ones to combat them. At first Hermione didn't want to believe him; because they were books and books never lied, but he finally won her over when she read Wandering with Werewolves /[i] when the man claimed to have cured a Were of his affliction. Hermione had still half-heartedly protested until Harry pointed out that there wouldn't be such a thing as Lycanthropy if there was already a spell to cure it.

Hermione felt rather foolish after she and Harry had spent the next two days not talking, giving her time to cool down and gather up their notes and go over them with a calmer head. The next day everything was back to normal with the only evidence they ever fought was her very quiet and embarrassed 'thank you' given over breakfast for snapping her out of it.

They had a bit of trouble getting to school when the portal to 9¾ refused to work for them, but they were able to find a nearby Floo kept hooked up to the network for just such occasions. The two would later learn that the portal did malfunction occasionally and it was better to pay the yearly fee to keep the Floo open then it was having a lot of panicking children that could do crazy things; like fly to school in a stolen car or some foolish thing - something that Ron did, seeing he was busy going to the loo and was running late, returning from the loo after Harry and Hermione had already left, leaving him unaware of the Floo.

During the first few weeks of Harry’s second year he made a few new friends: both from Ravenclaw. Cho Chang, Who was a bit of a bully before Harry put his newly discovered stubborn side to work and talk to the pretty girl about it, and, eventually, Luna Lovegood. Luna was a bit strange, yes, but she was very friendly. Thanks to her friendship with Harry, Luna noticed that people didn’t bully her as much as they used to in the first few months that she started at Hogwarts and had commented on it to the group.

While it wasn't ever said aloud, everyone in the group knew Luna's statement that the bullying had only died down and not stopped completely caused a number of students to disappear for a very short period of time before reappearing very pale and very respectful to the blond waif; giving her stolen items back right away. Nor was it ever mentioned that these people would not look Harry in the eye.

The first two months of his second year went fine, apart from Professor Lockhart's horrible teaching that is. He was also able to get onto the Gryffindor’s Quidditch Team. And then came Halloween; when Mr. Filch's cat Mrs. Norris was found petrified. Because Harry was found at the scene, because he was coming back from Nearly Headless Nick's 500th Deathday Party – he was following a hissing voice, saying it was going to kill - a few people thought he was behind the attack. The fact that a number of his friends were with him and Nick's Deathday party was a much talked about event, with the Ghosts at least, was all that spared him from the majority of the school thinking he was guilty.

Ron, who's friendship with Harry and his group was hanging by a thread after his constant whining about them studying a lot and including other House's (something that earned him quite a few indignant glares, from every house) thought that Malfoy was behind the attacks, and that he was setting the beast within the Chamber of Secrets on students when they later learnt about this. Although Malfoy was a likely suspect, Harry knew that Malfoy was all talk and no guts. So he wouldn’t be the one setting the beast on the school, his friends agreed with him and instead invested their time in figuring out what the beast was and how to stop it.

About a week later, Harry played his first Quidditch game; a Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match. Although Gryffindor won the game, Harry got his arm broken by a rogue Bludger. That wouldn’t really have been so bad, until the idiot Lockhart cast the wrong spell and instead of fixing the break, it fully Vanished the bones in his arm. Whilst he was having his bones re-grown Dobby once again visited him, admitting that he had set the rogue Bludger at Harry in an attempt to get him to return home. All he managed to learn was that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened once before fifty years ago before his anger at the Elf caused a small flame to appear in his clenched fist, causing Dobby to pale and Pop away.

A week into December a Duelling Club was started up by the fool Lockhart. During the first, and last, club session Malfoy cast a spell that summoned a snake, and in doing so revealed that Harry was a Parselmouth. Because of this, there was a renewed belief that he was the one behind the attacks again, it didn’t help that he was found with Justin Fitch-Fletchley and Nearly Headless Nick petrified only a few days later.

While things were shaky for about a week with some of the members of his social circle they eventually accepted that yes, Harry could talk to reptiles, but no, he was not attacking people. That is, apart from Ron, who thought, like a good portion of the school did, that Harry was behind the attacks because he was a Parselmouth and because Harry had mentioned that not all Slytherin's were bad and that it was just Malfoy he hated. Ron had been increasingly hostile with the group and tried several times a day to pull Harry away from them to go do activities that Ron wanted to do. While that wasn't that bad, as several members of the group had borrowed Harry for a while to share their hobbies with him and hang out one on one, they hadn't been snobbish and demanding like Ron went about asking, demanding really, which was the last straw; a vote was cast, and Ron would never be able to rejoin the group with Harry and Hermione deciding to never talk to him again. Despite Lockhart's failure, the Outcasts did see the benefit of learning to duel, so they added that into the group’s curriculum schedule. At first it was the Light and Neutral spells, along with a plethora of defensive spells, but when the Slytherins joined, later in the year, and after a group debate, they started to learn about the Dark Arts as well, under the careful eye of Daphne, who followed the instructions her father had given her rigidly, so none of them succumbed to the dark urges the spells caused before the castor built up an immunity.

The only real benefit to the rest of the school succumbing to a herd mentality of Harry-hate was that the group created a name for themselves. If they were going to be treated like social outcasts, then they would wear the moniker with pride.

Thanks to who was in the group they were soon able to figure out what was Petrifying the students, but the location of the Chamber evaded them. Then they remembered what Harry told them about what Dobby told him, that the Chamber opened once before. After some research they found out about the attacks and that one person was killed; Myrtle Henderson, more infamously known as Moaning Myrtle. After talking to her they pieced together where the entrance to the Chamber was, and common sense told them how to open it. They also learnt that Hagrid was convicted of letting out the beast and killing her. Apart from being expelled, there was no real trial though, which is what tipped the group off more than anything that Hagrid wasn’t the one who murdered Myrtle.

Incidentally, Myrtle had taken a liking to Harry and joined the group in the Library and the abandoned 'All House Common Room' they had found and cleaned up for their own use; turning it into their headquarters. At first Myrtle was her normal bipolar self, grating on the Outcasts' nerves, but they eventually researched and offered her a spell that would age her ghost just a few days - ending the period she had been on for the past fifty years that was actually the cause of her mood - causing her to calm down considerably. She eventually revealed, after Harry had complained about the lack of real Potions teacher, as Snape was an unrepentant ass who couldn't teach his way out of a wet rice-paper bag, that she was a potions prodigy and well on her way to becoming an apprentice when she died. Myrtle was more than willing to teach the Outcasts whenever they wanted for their help in making her eternal existence less cramp-filled.

Back on the Chamber of Secrets front; the Outcasts decided to all tackle the Chamber together using two roosters that Hannah was able to convince her parents to send her discreetly, but Harry, in typical Gryffindor fashion, had snuck out the night before they planned to enter the Chamber.

As Harry got to the Chamber proper he was shocked to find a fellow Gryffindor and the only female Weasley, Ginny, struggling with something. She was yelling at a Diary while something he couldn't see seemed to be forcing her deeper into the Chamber. The next series of events blurred together until much later when Harry's adrenaline high died down, but it started with Harry finding out that the Diary had actually been something far more sinister then a notebook housing the thoughts of a pre-teen fangirl; it had the memories of a Thomas M. Riddle, whom later became Lord Voldemort. They talked a bit, which was when Harry learned he was the one that killed Myrtle and blamed it on Hagrid, seeing as he liked dangerous beasts and had a giant spider known as an Acromantula hidden in his room. It was easy to lead people to believe Hagrid was the one behind Myrtle's demise; it was only thanks to Dumbledore that Hagrid was only expelled. After some more talk, Tom tried to kill Harry by summoning the Basilisk. As a Paresltongue, Harry was immune to its gaze and quickly killed it with the Rooster and a spell to make it crow that Luna taught him. A quick cutting curse destroyed the Diary, and the half-formed and weak ghost created from it was split in half in a very impressive light show, saving Ginny's life.

Using his quick thinking and cunning, he swore Ginny to a magical vow of secrecy so that she couldn't tell anyone what happened, and school life continued as usual. There was no proof of Myrtle's death being Tom's fault, so Hagrid would always be blamed for her demise, but at least the Outcasts had taken down the threat before the Ministry tried to have the part-giant arrested again. Eventually Harry's status as Hogwarts social pariah's died down, but the group remained closer than ever, the event teaching them a lesson and instilling a loyalty to each other into them.

Aside from one very long week where the Outcasts put Harry in time out and wouldn't speak with him because of his rash actions concerning the Chamber, the rest of the year was quiet. That's not to say things didn't happen, but none of it was the sort of life-or-death adventure that seemed to come after Harry yearly so far. For instance, Daphne Greengrass and her friends Blaise Zabini and Tracey Davis from Slytherin, cautiously approached the group and requested admittance. Apparently they were outcasts within their own house for separate reasons and had formed a group of their own for safety. Daphne and Tracey, two beauties who were truly a credit to their House's ideals, refused to spread their legs for the older males in the house, and Blaise, a charismatic black boy from an Italian family, refused to hide his homosexuality, something that was just not done in Slytherin, the house where Marriage Contracts and dating certain people was a major part of everyday life and the social hierarchy. For these reasons they were treated badly, and considering who their Head of House was, nothing was done about it.

Lucy made another appearance while Harry was on probation for a week from the Outcasts. She found it strange that Dumbledore didn’t know what the beast was; he was at the school when it happened before, so he knew full well what was inside the Chamber by now. She also made him think back to when Colin was brought into the hospital wing shortly after he scared Dobby away. It seemed to her that Dumbledore knew it wasn’t Hagrid but Tom who was behind the attacks and had done nothing about it. She was gone again by the next time Harry awoke, having fallen asleep after she was done talking, but the conversation stuck with him and he became even more wary of Dumbledore. The Outcasts were of a similar opinion after he shared ‘his’ thoughts, even Hermione, who was rapidly becoming disillusioned with authority figures in the magical world but was still the most respective of them out of the group.

Since Myrtle agreed to help to teach the Outcasts potions, Hermione and a few others could often be found talking to her about potions. It was decided that they would do an Extra Credit project for Potions, and they decided to try and make the Polyjuice Potion. They were able to get most of the potion ingredients from owl order which Harry was more than happy to pay for. However, when they got the last stage, adding a hair from the person you wanted to change into, instead of taking a hair from each other they took a hair from random students clothes so they wouldn't know who they would transform into and, just having a good time. The problem was that Hermione, Su Li and Cho's hairs weren't from humans. For Hermione it was cat hair, Su Li's was from a fox; she'd taken the hair from a friend's comb, who's familiar was a fox, and had grabbed the wrong brush. Cho was in a similar situation as Su, only it was a wolf. All three girls not only sprouted animal ears on top of their heads and tails, but their personalities shifted slightly to mirror some of the animal’s behaviour. Sadly, the School Healer wasn’t able to undo the affects, so they were stuck as human/animal hybrids. Madame Pomfrey personally made them all Glamour necklaces that would hide their non-human appendages. She also taught them a charm to do the same thing, for redundancies sake. After they were thoroughly safe from being discovered, they were given a stern talking to for doing such a foolish thing as drinking a potion with unknown ingredients in it.

On a somewhat different note, throughout the year Harry found his dreams becoming more intense. After overhearing the older boys bragging about what they had done with their respective girlfriends his dreams reflected on this. The girls wanted more than just kissing, and so did his sister. Lucy, as was her personality, didn't care what anybody thought and shrugged off the taboo of incest without blinking. Harry was still embarrassed about thinking of his friends like that though, so his fantasies - while starring pretty much every other girl he was friends with at least once - featured Lucy the most simply because he didn't feel guilty about it being around them. She wasn't somebody he had to look in the eye the next day, or later that morning, or whenever he got out of the bathroom - he was a very active boy - after relieving himself, so his conscience was okay with it. The Lucy of his fantasies was truly happy for the added intimacy - meaning more frequent fantasies and relaxation sessions - made Harry feel better and got rid of the stress of being who he was, and she gained a new skill; the ability to change her body at will, the Metamorphagus skill. It was only [i] after she displayed this ability did Harry learn what it was called, or even of its existence at all, which was truly worrying for his mental health, something Harry did his utmost to ignore.

Summer was a quiet thing, Harry was happy to find that he was able to stay with the Grangers again. Although they were shocked at what happened to their daughter they weren't angry. Understandable really, who wouldn’t be shocked if their little girl came back from boarding school as a Catgirl? They also went to France again, which included the nudist beach again. Harry was still imagining kissing and doing more with the Granger ladies on a regular basis, despite trying to stop. Which didn't help his attempts to wean himself off his habit of sneaking off for a quick wank to take the edge off every once in a while. He even started imagining Hermione, Su and Cho in their new bodies in his dreams and daydreams. His dreams became more vivid, and strange, featuring himself in a hybrid form, or even full animal form, fucking the girls, and not just his three not-entirely-human friends either. A wolf, a kneazle, a dragon, and even a centaur once; it was always those hybrid forms he took though, never anything else. Lucy made frequent appearances in these dreams, putting her newest Metamorphagus abilities to work to please him no matter what form she took on in that dream. She didn't display even the slightest hesitation and was shamelessly happy that he fucked her in even his full animal form. He was starting to become rather disturbed with the fetishes he was developing, watching his sister's stomach actually bulge as she took every inch of his human/dragon form's eighteen inch monster, an act that would have probably killed a normal girl, while completely insane, was also one of the kinkiest things he'd ever imagined and couldn't help but be aroused further by it.

On a somewhat happier note, with letters back and forth with Daphne, Harry learnt that because he was the last of the Potters he was able to gain the title Lord Potter at the age of thirteen instead of seventeen. This meant he could do magic out of school, along with a few other benefits, like getting his own room at Hogwarts; which he was legally allowed to invite anybody he wished to stay with him inside of. So when Harry’s birthday rolled around he went to Gringotts and gained his Lordship. Shortly after that Harry and Hermione sent out letters inviting everyone over to the Granger residence for a party, which, despite being many of the group’s first party, and outing into the Muggle world, was a huge success.

After the party Daphne set up a meeting with Ludovic "Ludo" Bagman; the head of the Department of Games and Sports. She said that by knowing people like him, he could get targets for spell practice and other free or cheap things. He was both Lord Potter and Lord Peverell; the Head of two Old Families, Daphne had made it quite clear that people would trip all over themselves to get on his good side. For once, Harry's status as the Boy-Who-Lived was probably the least important thing about him. It helped, of course, but it was a relatively small moniker in comparison to being the Lord of two of the oldest families around. Daphne said that she would arrange for other people to meet Harry, so he could make some meaningful social connections as soon as possible. Harry almost grinned when he realized Daphne was living vicariously through him, in the political aspect anyway. He wasn't sure if it was true, but it was a thought that caused him to smile fondly at his Slytherin friend.

The only interesting part of their holidays was when they learned that Sirius Black, a Death Eater and the person who betrayed the Potters had escaped from Azkaban. Hearing this, Harry vowed that he would kill Black, slowly, somehow involving fire, just to see what the man would look like when he burned. Not a Magical Vow, he didn't need magic to force him to kill the man, he could do that all on his own. After all, if it wasn’t for him, he wouldn’t have been sent to live with the Dursley’s.

His third year at Hogwarts was easily the quietest and most normal year Harry had ever had in his life. Oh sure, there were Dementor patrolling around the school, but unless you were really looking for them you never even noticed them. The Outcasts were far too busy being excited about taking the new electives to care. The group as a whole decided to take Arithmancy, Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures. Hermione wanted to take the other classes that Hogwarts had, but Harry was able to argue her down and got Hermione to agree not to take them. The evening after their argument when he was alone in his bed, Harry smiled a perverse smile at the thought he could make Hermione do whatever he wanted now that he was getting better at debating. It was not even remotely surprising that his dream when he fell asleep contained a slave girl Hermione pleasing him, her Master, and obeying his every command, no matter how shameful.

When they got back to Hogwarts, Harry and the other Outcasts all moved into the All House Common Room permanently, dorms seemingly appeared by themselves and the painting guarding the Common Room itself was instructed to only let Outcast members and Professor McGonagall through.

All the classes that they took were, while fascinating, were just as uneventful as every other class, apart for the first Care of Magical Creatures where Malfoy was injured by a Hippogriff named Buckbeak. The arrogant idiot tried to get the Hippogriff killed, but thanks to the Outcasts, they were able to stop him, rallying the class to the Hippogriff's defence; almost every student claiming it was Malfoy’s own fault - even quite a few of the Slytherin's, shockingly - as he was warned not to insult the creature. Although he didn’t like the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher that much, Harry found out that Lupin was best friends with his parents. While this was all well and good, Harry didn't like the man for the simple reason that he didn’t, not even once, try and visit him in all these years. If he did, like a good friend of his parents should have, Harry would've been freed of the Durselys; as even the lightest of inspections would reveal child negligence, at the least, and he would have been taken away.

Things were completely normal after that until Harry’s first Quidditch match, one that was meant to be against the Slytherins but because Malfoy was milking his injury for all it was worth, they played against the Hufflepuff. Harry lost his first ever game of Quidditch when Dementor's swarmed the field, and him which caused him to pass out while roughly two hundred feet in the air. Luckily the fall left him unharmed but his broom on the other hand took quite a beating at the hands of the Whomping Willow. Cedric hadn't stopped apologizing for a week because, in a typical Hufflepuff fashion, he felt incredibly guilty, despite not being able to see five feet in front of his face in the horrible weather, much less see Harry way above him. This had continued for a week before Harry hexed him with a more powerful version of the standard Silencio and refused to undo it until Cedric promised to stop apologizing.

To show he had no hard feelings about it, Harry gave Cedric a tattered cloak with yellow striped on its all-black surface, telling the older boy that he could give the cloak to his favourite of the Dementor's because they were all obviously rabid Hufflepuff Quidditch fans.

After the game the Outcast learned the Patronus Charm so the Dementors wouldn’t be a bother for them again. During the Halloween Feast Sirius Black attacked the Fat Lady and everyone had to sleep in the Great Hall. This made the Outcasts wonder why he would try to get into Gryffindor Tower whilst everyone was in the Great Hall. It made no sense. So they investigated the curious case of Sirius Black, and as they did, they found out that he hadn’t had a trial and had been sent straight to Azkaban. While it was hard for Harry to accept at first they decided that, should they find Black, they would stun and question him before they did anything else.

Then Christmas came along. Harry got many gifts; one of the most useful being from the Twins, which they called the Marauder's Map. They said, as their Leader, he needed it more than them, as it showed everything within the school and the surrounding area. He also received an unmarked package containing a brand new Firebolt. The shock of getting such a gift was outshone by Hermione telling him the broom could be hexed and getting herself more and more worked up about it until she was almost in tears about all the horrible ways he was going to die due to the obviously cursed broom. She then hopped up and told him quite firmly that she was going to give it to McGonagall just in case. Harry had responded rather calmly by gently but tightly grabbing her by the shoulders, firmly placing her in the nearest recliner in their dorm and new headquarters, and told her in no uncertain terms that she was being foolish and that if she had concerns she could take them to a member of the group. To prove his statement, he handed the Firebolt to Blaise, who knew a thing or two about Enchanting, and had him look it over. The Firebolt was declared clean less than thirty seconds later leaving Hermione feeling very guilty for her overreaction, causing her to meekly apologize to Harry for thinking he couldn't handle the situation. They later learned that Sirius sent it.

Unsurprisingly, Harry's dreams for the following week featured Harry taking advantage of Hermione's perceived debt to him for doubting his leadership abilities in different ways, all of which ended in sex. In every one of these dreams Lucy watched from nearby, a delighted smirk on her face as she watched her brother put hers and his own lessons to work.

Dreams of turning Hermione into his plaything through use of calling in the many debts she owed him for saving her life was by no means a rare occurrence, he'd been dreaming of that for a while, but Lucy's involvement and her encouraging words really helped him come to terms with the fact that he liked being the dominant party when it came to sex.

That year's 'Yearly Plot To Kill Harry' was actually a little anticlimactic. After gaining the map from the twins Harry discovered an unknown man sleeping in Ron's bed with him. Thinking a paedophile was taking advantage of his ex-friend, Harry, Hermione and Neville all hurried back to their House's Common Room and up into the male dorms and were ready for a fight… only to find a rat. Scabbers, it turned out, was an Animagus. Because none of them recognized the name Peter Pettigrew off the top of their heads they took the rat to McGonagall, who didn't give them any information at all; she simply sputtered nonsensically and jumped through her Floo to the DMLE once the trio had explained the situation.

It wasn't until later that the Outcasts learned that the rat was actually the person who had betrayed the Potters, and that Sirius Black had been pardoned of his crimes. Shortly after that Harry received an invitation to live with Sirius over the summer. Apparently, his lack of actual crime had never caused a breach in his guardianship of Harry, so it was still valid. While he was happy about the request and overjoyed he would have a home, not that he didn't love the Grangers, he just wanted his own home, Harry replied that he would only accept if they met and got to know each other first.

Sirius was all for the idea, and when the two met they really hit it off, despite Harry's general lack of interest in pranks. So the plan was set and Harry had a place to call home.

On the social side of things that year the only things of note were that Daphne’s sister Astoria joined the Outcasts along with Ginny Weasley, who'd dropped her hero worship of the Boy-Who-Lived and gained a small but strong crush on Harry Potter, the real life boy who'd saved her life. Blaise also started hitting on Harry in a subtle but still undeniable manner. The two had a talk, and Harry told him gently that he wasn't interested in anything but the fairer sex. Blaise had taken the rejection in stride, admitting he wasn't really that interested, but wanted to know once and for all if Harry was open to the idea. Of course, the two couldn't resist having a bit of fun with the rest of the Outcasts by engaging in a truly soap-opera worthy game of seeing who could ham it up the most while trying to seduce the other. It was all great fun for the two and the expressions on everybody else's faces was hilarious.

On Harry's continued struggle with his active imagination’s side of things; his imagination was getting more and more… interesting. Harry leafed through magazines procured from his dorm mates and overheard the older boys talking, causing him to learn quite a few things. Hearing the older boys talk – lie, not that he knew it - of seducing other boy's girlfriends also made him feel a bit insecure. Not a lot, but it was a nagging thought that if he got a girlfriend he wouldn't be good enough. A happy girlfriend was a well shagged girlfriend, the older boy's had joked. So his sexual fantasies became more common. He, despite knowing how ridiculous it was, became possessive of Lucy; a figment of his imagination.

That was just how things were. Harry was a normal boy with an almost unhealthy imagination. He'd turned out quite well, considering his upbringing and the stress of living in the Magical World and its swaying opinion of him. He had an advanced case of Multiple Personality disorder because of Lucy gaining full independence from him, Schizophrenia because he could see and hear her, and a thinly contained need to burn things, barely kept in check by his early morning meditation involving his fire conjuring abilities and Lucy of all things to hold him back when he got too worked up. On the sexual side of things, his hatred of being ordered around by the Dursely's left him with a strong desire to be dominant in everything, causing him to take the lead in any carnal pursuits.

He had problems, yes, but he could have been worse. He still acted pretty normal, and that's all that mattered most of the time, especially to wizards.

All in all, the school year ended without any incidents, just the way the Outcasts liked it. Of course the year wouldn't be complete without the school turning on them and vilifying them for something; this year it was Ron Weasely throwing a tantrum and making up a story that Harry's claims of Scabbers being a human and a criminal all along were lies and it was all an elaborate plan to kill his pet. Ron seemed to have become the shepherd of the flock, as it were, when it came to lies about Harry. The Outcasts shrugged and just went about their day. By that point they rarely spoke to anyone that wasn't either in their group or a Professor anyway, so it didn't affect them in the least.

Because they were keeping their ears open they learned that, somehow, Peter escaped the Ministry Holding Cell. This caused the Outcasts to train harder as they didn't know how powerful Peter was, and on the off chance he got back into the school seeking revenge they wanted to be ready.

The last major event to happen before school let out for the year was Snape outing Lupin as a werewolf, and all but forcing the man to quit before parents started protesting. Harry was livid about the ordeal. Oh he still didn't like the man personally, but he was the best teacher that they'd had for Defence Against the Dark Arts in the last two years. Harry couldn't care less that Lupin was a werewolf; he took his Wolfsbane Potion almost religiously, so his fuzzy period wasn't an issue. The only reason Snape did it was the same reason he hated Harry; a petty grudge that he still held after several decades. Harry's urge to incinerate the greasy haired man only grew as another nail was put in the man's metaphorical coffin.

The summer after his third year was interesting. The first part of the summer was quiet and spent bonding with Sirius, getting to know the man better, and occasionally visiting his friends, which he could now visit thanks to all of them having Floo connections. For his birthday Sirius and Harry decided to visit some of the Magical towns in France. Harry had mentioned his vacations with the Grangers and Sirius felt he should see the magical side of the country as well. When they returned Harry was shocked to find out that Bagman had sent them both tickets to the World Quidditch Cup in the Top Box. Not just Sirius and Harry either, but for all of the Outcasts. It was decided that Harry and the Outcasts would do their school shopping before going to the World Quidditch Cup after hearing stories from Sirius about how long the games could go on for.

He also got gifts from his friends, the most interesting being from Blaise who, knowing that he could speak to snakes and his fire abilities, sent Harry two female magical King Cobras, both of which were bred to wield flames themselves. As if to denote this they were both a burnt crimson colour, which they could change at will to something more mundane if they so chose. They possessed a number of abilities, the most useful of which the ability to meld into Harry’s skin, making it look like that they were tattoos. The second ability was a similar teleportation skill that Fawkes used, only they couldn't travel very far. Harry loved Hedwig, but he couldn’t talk to her like he could Helios and Ruby. They also made the perfect spies as well; their chameleon-like abilities making them very stealthy.

Harry met several interesting people in the Top Box, all of whom Daphne had encouraged him to talk to. Lord Malfoy, while an all around distasteful person, was a good conversationalist at least. Despite Daphne telling him repeatedly that allying with Malfoy and pulling him from the Dark Lord would be a huge benefit he just didn't see it happening - but he did make some small talk to the man and his lovely wife. Incidentally, Harry had a few sexual dreams about Narcissa in the weeks following the competition, the older Pureblood woman joining the usual occupants of his dreams for a time. He also met Minister Fudge and his Bulgarian counterpart. Whilst Minister Fudge was easy to befriend, due to the man being rather simple and easy to manipulate, Harry found the Bulgarian Minister to be truly enjoyable to talk to. While Minister Fudge seemed to be too ignorant to think to use a simple Translation Charm, Harry was not. The foreign Minister and his sarcastic and dry sense of humour really made the game more enjoyable. Harry also met another House-Elf, this one being a female named Winky. Unfortunately, his second encounter with the House-Elf race went about as well as his first meeting with Dobby; granted there were less threats involved but Winky wasn't interested in talking very much and she got very loud and screechy if anyone got too close to her Master's seat.

After the game - which Ireland won, even though Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker, caught the Snitch - Death Eaters started attacking the area outside of the stadium. Thinking quickly and seeing long-term benefits within reach, Harry turned to the Minister, who was still near him, almost hiding behind Harry's group, and convinced the man that he and his friends could fight off the threat. The man was resistant at first but Harry mentioned that just because the 'evil wizards in black robes and skull masks' (because they were certainly not Death Eaters lead by the Dark Lord Thingy because he was dead) were attacking the tents now didn't mean they wouldn't eventually go after the Minister himself once they knew where he was; after which Harry buttered the man up with compliments to make him seem like he was irreplaceable.

The Outcasts fought spectacularly to the outside observer, but the group itself was almost bored with the 'battle'. All they had to do was all attack at once. The 'not-Death Eaters' were so busy playing with the Muggles by tossing them up and down they didn't notice the veritable wall of Magic bolts sent their way until they were all on the ground unconscious. None of them were dead, something Ha