"Good morning folks, we are landing in Elizabeth Airport bright and early. I hope the flight was to your liking and enjoy your time in the beautiful country of England."

Harry looked over to his friend. Drooling no sign of waking up anytime soon. Harry laughed as he got the perfect idea to wake his long-time friend. He took his hands and started to shake his chair. Violently.

"AAAAA I MA AM GANANA DIE." Thiago screamed. It was a busy morning but they saw a Symphony and were able to play a game of Football at the Hotel Gym.

The days slowly passed but for the students it went by fast, their whole day was planned from fine dining events to just walking the streets of London. Harry loved it all, he took in all the sites they visited, everything was exciting to him. Even his brothers all enjoyed the stories their parents told them about growing up here. Over just one day, Harry perfected the British accent due to hearing it from his parents growing up and being in the area. It was perfect for the three Potter boys.

Within just two days since they arrived Thiago and Harry were able to pull many pranks. Between the teachers, maids, workers, and his parents, they all got hit somehow. Even Edward woke up with shaving cream all over his face the second morning of their stay. It was a time of walking on eggshells with everyone on the trip when it was pranking season for the two, even with no evidence the two stayed out of trouble.

"Listen up everyone," The Headmaster "before you leave here your group leaders should switch your schedule with another group. That way to keep it all fun and different."

As it turned out to be true, Mr. Ditzes switched with a history teacher's group, and they ended up with Buckingham palace Hyde park and Westminster. Harry came back to the hotel exhausted but that didn't stop him from going to the pool with Thiago before dinner.

"Ack!" Harry screamed as he was splashed by Thiago when he dived into the pool. "Stop doing that!"

"Can't help it when you do the same thing!" Thiago laughed, "Race you!"

"You're on!"

"3...2...1...Go!"

Harry dived into the water kicking off the wall, torpedoing a few feet. He loved the water, Harry since he was young found he could hold his breath longer than anyone he had met. It was crazy. Raising his arms, he pushed, gaining more speed as he matched with Thiago. Quickly Harry flipped pushing off the wall going back with Thiago on his tail. Touching the wall Harry stood up beating Thiago by a millisecond.

"Nice going," Harry said, "come on, let's get ready for dinner." He said pulling himself out of the pool.

"I call for a rematch."

"Sure you do," Harry laughed as they both covered themselves with towels heading back to their room.

As both finished getting ready, Harry answered the door when a knock sounded "Mr. Ditzes what can I do for you?"

His favorite teacher smiled, "I was to escort you both down to dinner. The two biggest troublemakers are late."

Harry laughed as Thiago came up, "well we're ready sir."

He nodded leading them to the elevators going down to the main floor. "Oh I forgot to get something, Harry I am going to need your help. Thiago, why don't you go ahead?" Thiago gave an odd look "The teachers planned something for Harry's father as a thanks." Both teens shrugged their shoulders.

"I'll save you a spot then Harry."

"Okay," Harry said following Mr. Ditzes the opposite way from the dining hall.

Harry followed him to the hallway by the conference rooms; he shivered slightly when he walked into a room when his teacher opened the door. "What is it you need help with sir?"

"Do you know Harry that even though teachers aren't suppose to have favorites you are mine."

Harry looked around knowing something was out of place, "your my favorite teacher." Suddenly a wave of nausea surged through him leaning forwards to the table "Whoa.." He inhaled through his nose to get his breathing back to normal as pain flickered through his chest.

"You okay Harry?" Ditzes asked, "why don't you sit down." he said, pushing Harry lightly into a chair. "A while ago I visited my friend here, and a little bird told me of this kid who survived the unimaginable."

Harry watched as Ditzes walked around the room to sit down in the chair opposite him. "Did you know how hard it was to mask my magic from you? But of course you didn't know. Your magic is unbelievably powerful, always reaching out into the earth. Or area. Even now I feel it."

He looked around noticing the door was gone, Harry reached out with his magic, only to hiss in pain, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. They are pretty strong Harry and you have to be well and unharmed when they come."

Harry looked at his teacher when his vision cleared. "Who's coming?"

Ditzes laughed, "where's the fun in that? Telling you before they arrived." Harry blinked his eyes when another strong wave passed through him. "Just relax Harry," he chided, "the more you fight the stronger it gets and the faster it is till you can't move."

Harry looked up to his teacher not wanting to believe that after all this time- "mmm.." he groaned as another wave came over him making him sharply close his eyes.

"It's something I created just for you; my favorite student. Only by a touch of skin to skin the victim in this case, you will be unable to reach your magic but also become paralyzed." Ditzes then leaned forward, "to the point even your eyelids can't move while breathing continues."

Harry tried, after hearing that, getting up but his legs wouldn't even budge. "You'll still be able to hear and feel everything around you so don't worry." He watched as Ditzes crossed his arms leaning back into the chair.

"You know, your father James Potter." He spat out the name. "Doesn't even remember me. He was my idol; I looked up to him, growing up. His father and your grandfather let me stay over the summers when my parents had to leave the country for trips. He was my godfather since he saved my parents in the war. James and I were close. We played together. Me being a year younger was left alone as he went off to Hogwarts. It was good that summer I met his friends and we got on till my sorting that is. When I was sorted into Slytherin House.

"You want to know what they did? Well, they turned on me, played many harmful pranks. Belittled me, pushed me into walls. James Potter went from my idol to a bully I feared. All because I was a Slimy Snake.

"I never went back to the manor my godfather had to come to visit and no matter how much he punished James. It became two times worse. When your grandfather died James never told me not until I had to go to his will reading. I wasn't invited to his burial ceremony.

"I left England and everything was fine till your family walked into the school where I worked. The first time in the same room as your father I was petrified but then he never recognized me. But the pain never left."

He paused watching Harry, the teen himself couldn't believe his dad and Sirius were that bad. "I immediately set my plan, created this potion and was about to enact my plan. When I paid a visit to an old friend Lucius that was when I heard of your story. So in the end my focus became you. Where else to get to James by taking his son and getting your family back to London."

Ditzes sat up "here they come!" He squealed like a hyper child getting a toy. The man stood up only to kneel in front of Harry, "this is where we part. But soon you'll be in a nice cell." The man reached up and ran his hand through Harry's hair "you'll be the perfect doll for them. My favorite student. Time to close your eyes now."

He watched as the man covered his eyes, making them close one last time. In the dark, unable to move, Harry heard the man hum an oddly chipper toon and then a few pops were heard. "Here he is."

"So he did live, the Lord will be pleased." One voice said in a pleased voice.

"How long will the potion be," another asked.

"Until a cure could be made," Ditzes chuckled with the two other voices joining in.

"We must be off, are you all set?"

"Yes I have all my stuff and will be out as soon as the scene is set up to make it believable."

"Quite right. Here is a port key out when you're done." Harry then felt being lifted up into tight arms unable to do anything Harry then felt the pull of his navel. Knowing he was being port keyed out of the hotel.