Soon it was time for curfew and the teens all went to bed, each contemplating on what they had done and how to do it better. They didn't know what to do with all the stuff they were fixing, and they all had different ideas.
Harry was making plans on bringing his friends to see Sirius, and telling him what was what. He knew the man would have a harder time than Hermione did. Maybe.
He gave it up for now and went into his headspace. He pulled out the diadem and asked Data and Spock to check it out to see if it was safe for people to use it. Too much knowledge shoved in someone's head couldn't be good for them. They analyzed it and came to the conclusion that he was correct. It would overwhelm the human mind if they were to use it. Someone like Spock or Worf could utilize it without repercussions, but humans could not.
Data had already tried, but since he was an android, the crown didn't work on him. As a matter of fact, it almost shorted him out. Harry made sure to snatch it off when sparks began to fly. He waved his wand and made sure Data was in top condition. Spock decided that it would be prudent that he not try at this moment. Worf just growled and stated that he had no need of such knowledge.
Harry wondered if he could lessen the flow of information, so that it only gave what you sought instead of everything. For example, if someone wanted to heal someone, they could put the headpiece on and only get that bit of information. Of course, if everyone could do magic the way he did the diadem would be just a pretty headpiece. He would have to think about it. Until then he would keep it in his pocket.
"How goes getting my memory back?" he asked Data.
"We found a small hole in the shield. It appears that the wall is weakening. The opening that we found is just big enough for you to get those small bits of your past. We are setting up an away team now. There is only enough room for a small team of three. I will be going with them to analyze the layout of the white space," the android answered.
"See if you can't find the memory of what happened the night I ran. I have a plan, but it would work better if I had something to back it with. Now that the Bloody Baron is gone I don't have a witness."
"We will endeavor to do just that," Data said, putting the request in the databank.
"Great, thanks. I'm going to hit the hay," Harry stated with a nod to everyone on deck, and with a blink he was in his body and ready to sleep. He had used up a lot of magic today, and was very tired.
As he dreamed about girls, the Enterprise crew was going over plans for the first task and the voyage through the white space. Our hero was going to get the impostor and Snape if it was the last thing he did.
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Harry's POV
The next morning Harry came down the stairs, dressed in some new dark jeans and a jumper with a snitch being chased by an owl. He spotted Hermione reading in a chair, and looked over her shoulder to see what she was so absorbed in. It was the temporary Merlin's book, although it was glamored to look like a textbook. He knew that it would disappear tonight, so he let her read. He sat in one of the comfy chairs and pulled out his own book. After an hour of them reading, Neville came down.
"Come on, guys, let's go eat," the now not shy boy said, poking Harry's book, making it hit the other teen's nose.
Harry mock glared at him, and growled, "Wanker." He was actually glad the boy had come out of his shell. This guy was easy to like, he was so laid back. He didn't know what Neville had been like before, but judging from when they met, the other teen had come a long way.
"Teenager, so duh," the sandy-haired boy laughed. It felt good to have someone to joke with. The other boys in his dorm were more removed from him than Harry was. They still remembered how he acted the last three years and were unsure about his new confidence. Well, Ron still thought of him as a traitor, but he didn't count the redhead's opinion for much. "Hermione, let's go," he said louder, turning to his female friend and nudging her book lightly.
"Oh," Hermione startled and dropped her book onto her lap. "Sorry, Neville I just got caught up in one of the retellings." The book was full of wonderful examples of when and why to do magic. She had been caught up in one of the times that Merlin had rescued King Arthur, and this time the magic had gone right. It was truly fascinating. And she wished that this was a real book that she could keep forever. She was of the opinion that it should be published, for everyone to read. She was going to make sure she had a good argument to get Harry to do so.
"Yeah, those were interesting, but it's breakfast time," he said as his stomach growled. He rubbed it and gave the other two a look that said to hurry up, because he was starving.
"Alright. Harry? How long will this last?" she asked, holding up the book, before putting it away. She stood and shouldered her bag, waiting for her dark-haired friend to get up and come with them. Now that she thought about it she was quite hungry as well. She wondered if it was because of all the magic they used last night.
"You should be able to read it once more tonight," the teen replied as he stood and tucked his book in his TARDIS pocket. He then draped his arm around her shoulders and led her to the portrait. "I'd say you could read it today, but I have plans and I'd like you guys to come with." He gave her a wink and didn't elaborate.
"Are we all going?" Neville asked as he walked on Harry's other side.
"That's the plan. There's someone I want you to meet. He's an alright bloke, and I'm hoping you will help me with some things." He made an 'it's a secret' motion so his female friend wouldn't question it.
Neville figured it might be this 'Sirius' bloke. He didn't know if it was Black or someone posing as him. He'd have to wait and see. If the person was a threat to his friend, well, he'd be there to protect Harry.
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