Chapter 1: The After Life
The last thing Harry Potter remembered was taking Voldemort's Killing curse in the Forbidden Forest. What was baffling him now was that he is now sitting in a plush arm chair in a large room with four doors.
One door to his left was completely black with a silver 'L' shaped door handle, while the one right next to it was a pristine-ly white door with a golden handle. Then there was the plain average door behind him and lastly a large fancy looking door right in front of him however that door was blocked by a desk and a sharply dressed man.
The man sitting behind the desk had pitch black, slicked back hair and cold black eyes. The man looked to be in late twenties or early thirties. He wore a fancy black suit with a golden tie. In front of him was a name plate that simply read 'Death'. The man was eyeing Harry with a stern expression that reminded him of Professor McGonagall's. "Again Mr. Potter?" the man said in an annoyed voice, "This make seven times you've kicked the bucket before you were supposed to."
Harry blinked at that comment, "Seven?" He asked confused as far as he knew this was the first time he had died, 'And what did he mean dead before he was supposed to be?' Harry thought.
"Yes, Seven." The man opened a rather bulky folder, "Your first death was at the age of two when your idiot relatives refused to feed you. You died of starvation. The second was at the age of six when one of your bouts of accidental magic sent your uncle in to a rage and he beat you. You died of internal bleeding. Your third death was during your first year when Quirrell cursed your broom and you were thrown from it. You broke every bone in your body including your neck. The fourth was in your second year when you accidently looked directly into the basilisk's eyes. The fifth was in your third year when a dementor gave you the Kiss while on your way to Hogwarts. The sixth was during your fourth year when the Horntail whacked you with its spiked tail puncturing your lung and heart you were dead in seconds and lastly today…You willing walked into the forest and took Riddle's curse without a fight." He glared at Harry.
Harry blinked hearing all this, "If I died so many times how did I get to seventeen and why don't I remember these deaths?"
"Because we sent you back and erased your memory of each event. Then we subtly pushed you to a different choice so you wouldn't die…again." Death said.
"We?" Harry asked.
"Yes 'We', my partner Fate and I." he said, "He should be along momentarily."
Harry heard some rushing foot steps and soon the door behind Death opened and a hefty, albeit handsome man dressed in a blue jumper and brown slacks walked in.
"Harry!" he said as he walked around the desk and hugged a very confused Harry. The man had light brown hair and blue eyes. His figure reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley, as did his hugs.
"Dear, don't crush the boy he doesn't even remember you." Death told him.
Fate pulled away and glared at his partner, "Oh hush."
Death looks to Harry, "My partner took a fancy to you the first time you came here you ended up here for four earth days before I convinced him you had to go back."
Fate pouted, "Of course I didn't want him to go back to those people he shouldn't have been with them in the first place!" He said, "Had that Dumbledork man not meddled, Harry would have been raised in the loving home of Sirius or even Minerva."
Harry blinked again, "Come again?" he asked.
Death sighed, "You were never supposed to end up at your aunt and uncle's house Harry, but thanks to the meddling of one Albus Dumbledore, you did."
"Exactly, according to your parents Wills there was a whole bevy of guardians for you to stay with starting with Sirius Black and ending with Severus Snape."
"Wills?" Harry asked, "What Wills?"
"Precisely child," Fate said, "You were never told of these Wills when they should have been read on your eleventh birthday." He had a grumpy expression.
Harry had a furious look on his face. 'Why would Dumbledore do this?' he thought.
Death continued, "Due to this you ended up dying multiple times before you were supposed to." He said lifting a slip of paper in front of him, "Which is: in your bed at the ripe old age of one hundred eighty-six beside your wife and soulmate…some Granger girl."
Harry head snapped in Death's direction at that last part, "Excuse me? Did you say Granger? Not Weasley?"
"Ugh! Another of Dumbledork's plots!" Fate snarled, "How dare he interfere with my work. Ooooo when he came through here I gave him a good beating before Death threw him through there." He points to the black door.
"And where does that go?" Harry asked.
Death smirked, "Lets just say that's the place Mr. Riddle will be going when he sits in your seat."
"Yes, Yes now back to my ranting." Fate griped, "Due to Dumbledore's desire to keep you under his thumb he not only placed you in an improper home but also potioned you to not only be loyal to him and that Weasley boy, but also dosed you and your soulmate so you wouldn't fall for each other…he made you feel attracted to Miss Ginevra Weasley and your soulmate attracted to Ronald Weasley." Fate was clenching his fist, "I still want to punch him some more for meddling with my design."
Harry looked to Fate, "Does Ginny know about this?"
"Heavens no!" Fate screeched, "The girl was well on her way at getting over her little crush on you until her mother and Dumbledore dosed you so she caught your attention. Now your friend Ronald…Well lets just say he's no friend of yours. Not only did he allow you to be potioned, he himself potioned your soulmate to make her like him."
Harry's face was that a cold fury.
He wanted to beat Ron Weasley's face in. "Well what do I do now?" he asked, "You're sending me back aren't you, but how can I fix all this? I won't remember it and even if I did I won't be able to convince anyone else to believe me."
Fate and Death looked at each other both had solemn expressions. Then Fate's eyes widened, "Okay how bout this?!" he says excitedly, "We send you back, but even further. Before all the love potioning started, I'd say around…the end of your third year." His smiles grows, "Yes, this will give you a chance to right a few other wrongs such as Sirius's death, Fred Weasley too, and poor Remus and Tonks none of whom were supposed to die, Dobby included."
"They weren't." Harry asked a look of hopefulness in his eyes.
"Of course not dear boy. They were to be your staunchest allies each of them should have lived to a ripe old age , but thanks to Dumbledork's meddling they all died before their time. Unfortunately because they were not the subject of a prophecy we could not send them back as we have done with you."
Death was smirking, "I love watching you work." He had his head leaning against his arm as he looked at his partner lovingly.
Fate blushed a bit, "Hush you." He waves a hand at the dark haired man. He turns back to Harry, "Now you need a little more help planning…more help than I can provide…" he was tapping his index finger to his cheek as he thought deeply. Suddenly his face lit up and he snapped his finger turning to his lover, "Bring the Potters and Black here immediately."
Death sighed, "Yes dear." He said as he stood up and walked over to the white door. He opened the door and stuck his head in. He made a motioning gesture before saying, "Come here you three."
Seconds later, Harry watched as his parents and Godfather walked through the door. His mother saw him and her eyes widened, "Harry?!" she exclaimed as she rushed over and hugged her boy tighter than he had ever been hugged.
James and Sirius rushed over as well and wrapped the young Potter in a fierce group bear hug, "I can't breathe." Harry rasped out.
They all pulled away and his mother looked at him her face saddened, "Oh Harry, I'm so sorry we never would have told you to go into that forest had it not been for that stone."
"What do mean?" Harry asked.
"She's talking about the curse on the Resurrection Stone." Death spoke up, "Yes, I did indeed gift the Peverell boys with those artifacts but not because I wanted to kill and collect them. They were outstanding men who fully completed the destiny Fate made for them. So I let them choose a reward. The oldest chose the wand however because he didn't want anyone to be its true rightful owner aside from himself he cursed it so anyone who wielded it would attract power hungry fiends."
"That's not the story I heard but I'll take your word over an old fable…you're The Death after all." Harry said.
Death smirked, "The Stone however," he sighs, "I gave the second brother explicit instructions on how it should be used. Only for brief visits with the dead, not long durations. But he didn't listen and kept his former fiancé bound to the place were she didn't belong then drove himself mad at her anguish. Afterwards the stone ended up in the Gaunt family and their dark magic along with Riddle's vile soul corrupted its true purpose. Any spirit who was summoned with it would compel the summoner to kill themselves."
Harry gawked, "Did Dumbledore know this?" he asked.
Death shook his head, "I doubt it. He probably believed the fairy tale and assumed your loved ones would simply support you in the choice he wanted you to make." Harry was even angrier now, "Worry not, this time after you go back the moment you touch that stone the dark magic and the Horcrux will be destroyed this way you'll be able to speak to your parents without them trying to persuade you into dying, but remember, keep it your meetings brief boy!" he warned.
Harry nodded quickly he then turned back to his parents and godfather, "They're sending me back, but to the end of my third year this time." He looks to Sirius, "We'll catch Pettigrew this time."
"No Harry." Sirius shook his head, "Peter has to escape it Fate's design Peter is needed to get Voldemort back on his feet."
"But you need to be free!" Harry complained.
"I agree." James spoke up, "But Sirius is right…however there is another way to ensure Sirius's freedom." He looks to Lily who smiled.
"Harry you must get our Wills opened." She tells her son.
"Your Wills?" Harry asked, "But why? How?"
"The Wills explicitly state that Sirius is your godfather by Godfather Ritual…which means he could never betray you, not without sacrificing his life."
Harry looked to his godfather, "Why didn't you bring this up last time?" He asks.
"Fairly certain Albus obliviated the memory. After I died, I remembered it and let me tell you if Death didn't keep us behind that door when Albus got here…I would have straggled the git!" Sirius moved his hands in a strangulating poses.
"Strangle?" Lily said, "I'd like to volunteer to be his personal torturer once in a while." She says with a wicked grin.
Death smirks, "Maybe I'll arrange that, though after today his soul will leave this place and return to earth but he'll be back…around the same time as before actually."
Lily smiles a bit then turns back to Harry, "Harry I need you to do me a favor ok."
Harry looks to her, "Of course anything…"
"I need you to help Severus." She tells him. James sighs but doesn't speak. Sirius remains quiet as well however he had a slight blush on his face. "You've seen his memories and know the truth, that he's been trying to help you secretly this whole time."
Harry looked down, "Yea I know." He then looked up at his father giving him a stern look, "Speaking of, did you have to be such a complete ass to him back in school. Yea you had a crush on mum but come on."
James frowned a bit, "Hey he was just as rough on us as we were on him…though I will admit I went too far a few times." He said.
Harry simply shakes his head at this then turns back to Death and Fate, "Okay so I'm keeping my memories this time but, who do I get to tell about all this?" he asks.
"Normally?" Death says, "I'd say no one, however due to your unusual circumstances I will allow you to tell four people I advise they be your soulmate Miss Granger,"
"Oh I like that girl, " Lily said smiling.
Death continued, "Your Godfather Sirius, Remus Lupin, and Severus Snape. These four knowing the whole story will be your best bet at finally reaching your destiny."
Harry nods then turns back to his parents, he sighs, "I wish I could bring you with me." He says sadly.
They hug him close, Fate watches this frowning, "I'm sorry dear, I know its cruel but it was their destiny to die while saving you…" He looks down, "You must hate me for that."
Harry pulled away from his parents, "No…I don't. I get it I guess…It sucks, but if they hadn't died protecting me I wouldn't have lived past two years old…" He smiles at Fate, "So no I don't hate you."
Fate smiled and walked over hugging Harry fiercely again. He pulls away and cups Harry's face into his hands, "Now I better not see you again until your one hundred and eighty-six you understand me young man."
Harry smiles and nods, "Yes sir. I'll do my best."
Death stands, "Alright now the particulars are out of the way. Harry you must sign this." He slides a paper across the desk, "This contract states you will be returning to June 4th, 1994. This will give you two days to plan ahead before you meet Sirius and Pettigrew. It also states you will be retaining all your previous memories from your last life, and you are allowed to tell ONLY four people the truth no more no less. Breaking this contract will result in your death…again."
"What about the people I tell?" Harry asks, "If they tell someone do I die?"
"Yes, I recommend getting Unbreakable Vows from each of them." Death said as he is getting glares from his partner, "Don't look at me like that there has to be some penalty otherwise others will expect the same treatment."
His lover scoffs at him as Harry walks up to the table, "Alright fine I get the message no more than four." He picks up the pen and signs the paper, "There." He says.
"Alright I'll give you a moment to bid your parents goodbye then you're off."
Harry hugs his parents hard when they pulled away his mother says, "Harry I have a message for Severus…let him use his Legilimens so he can hear me say it himself."
"Yea I have something to say to him too." James says.
They each give Harry their message then Harry turns to Sirius, "I'll see you soon Padfoot." Harry hugs him, "You better stick around this time."
Sirius smiles, "I'll do my best…Now I have a message for my younger self…Tell him to tell Severus the truth and to stop being a big chicken." Harry tilted his head confused, "He'll understand. Now go on…" he prods Harry towards Death and Fate.
Harry watches as his parents go back through the white door bidding him farewell while Sirius remains in the room since his soul was about to return to earth. Death and Fate lead Harry through the larger door that had been behind Death's desk and they walk him down a long hallway.
They stop in front of what looked like the Veil Sirius had fallen into during his fifth year. Fate and Death place their hands on the arch way and the mist within shimmers from grey to golden.
"One last thing Harry." Death says, "Since you are the last remaining Peverell the Deathly Hallows are, by all accounts, your birth right…I recommend you summon the other two to you the at your earliest opportunity but be careful not to do so too quickly it might alert Dumbledore. Start with the stone…wait a while on the Elder wand though." Harry nods, "Oh and about the Horcrux in your scar, I'm giving you one last gift, when you pass through this gate and into your past self's body the Horcrux on your younger self will immediately be destroyed so no need to worry about taking care of it."
"That'll make it a little easier." Harry replies.
"I like you Harry truly, but as my partner stated I do not want to see you back here until the appropriate time is that clear?" Death said looking at him again sternly.
"Yes sir." Harry nods.
"Jolly good," Death pats Harry's shoulder as Fate hugs the boy one last time.
"Be smart and be wise Harry." Fate tells him before letting go.
"Now off with you." Death says pushing Harry through the shimmering mist.
Harry felt as if his body was evaporating as he seemed to be falling. It didn't hurt but the next thing he knew he hit the ground hard. He quickly sat up and looked around.
He soon realized he was in the Gryffindor third years dorm. A smile crept across his face, "All right…" he whispers to himself, "Lets change the past."
Up Next: Now 13 years old again Harry starts preparing for his meeting with his godfather and enlists the help of and old friend.
Chapter 2: Planning Ahead
Harry spent the next few hours getting used to his younger body again.
He had been nearly six inches taller and a bit less scrawny than he currently was. It felt strange to him, standing in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror, "What a difference four years makes." He says to himself as he looked himself up and down. He looked at his scar and noticed the usual bulging scar looked to be fading. "Nice, that'll be a bonus." He says and he moved to get dressed.
It was Saturday, so there were no classes to attend. It was then he realized he'd have to go through all the same classes he took before, yet for some reason he didn't seem to mind this idea. Perhaps his older self coming back to his younger body rid the body of the nefarious potions that dulled his desire to learn.
He thought back to his last life when he only really learned new spells because his life was in danger otherwise he would goof off with Ron, but this was a far cry from the excited eleven year old who wanted nothing more than to learn magic. It made him wonder just how long had Dumbledore been potioning him. The thought made him angry, but he didn't have time to worry about that he had to prepare for the coming Monday.
Harry walked out of the bathroom passing the snoring Ron Weasley, his blood seemed to boil remembering Death told him the red head will start potioning Hermione next year to get her to like him.
Some deep primal part of him wanted to jump at the bastard and begin beating him senseless, but Harry controlled himself taking a few deep breaths before leaving the room. He couldn't risk kicking Ron to the curb just yet. Not until after they discover Peter he needed another witness.
He went down to the common room and spotted the familiar bushy haired girl sitting at the sofa in front of the fire place. Harry wasn't sure if it was because he knew the truth about them being soulmates, but he felt a sense of completion just from being in her presence.
He walks over and leaned against the back of the couch looking over her shoulder. She was reading her Ancient Runes textbook and making notes. She was so focused she didn't even hear him come down nor had she noticed he was right behind her.
He smirks a bit, "Getting some cramming in before exams?" he asks quietly.
Hermione Granger jumped when the quiet voice disturbed her silence. Her book, that had been sitting in her lap, fell to the floor. She whipped her head around glaring, "Harry James Potter, don't you ever do that again!" she exclaimed in a whisper, "You almost gave me a heart attack." She says while panting and clutching her chest.
Harry walks around and picks up the book for her, "Sorry Hermione." He says as he passes her the book.
She snatches the book back before she situates herself and opens the book back up. "What are you doing up so early this morning anyway?" she asked glaring up at him.
Harry shrugged, "I just woke up." He intended to tell her the truth but not yet, he decided to wait till all four of the ones he intended to tell the truth to were all together, and that would be in two short days. "I'm going to do a few things, wanna meet up for breakfast in an hour?" he asked.
"Yea alright, I have to finish studying this though." She says as she opens her book back up to the page she was originally on.
"Don't blow a fuse Hermione." Harry teases as he turns and walks out of the common room.
As soon he slipped past the sleeping fat lady Harry threw on his invisibility cloak. He knew Remus was currently in possession of the map but as early as it was he was fairly certain Remus was either asleep or getting ready for his day.
Harry made his way to the entrance of the Room of Requirement on the seventh floor and paced in front of it like he once did. As soon as the door appeared he immediately went in to find the oh so familiar Room of Hidden Things.
He immediately began looking around the same area he found the Diadem of Ravenclaw which was, to him only seven hours ago. It didn't take him long to pull out the small velvet box that had been buried under the pile.
He sighed, "I have to find them all over again…" He climbed down from the pile and stood on the floor. He then walks around until he finds the vanishing cabinet Draco Malfoy used in their sixth year to let Bellatrix and her fellow Death Eaters in.
He pulls out his wand aiming it at the cabinet, "Reducio" the cabinet shrunk before his eyes down to the size of a small rectangle. "This might come in handy…if Draco can fix it I'm sure I can, especially with Hermione's help." He picks up the small building block looking cabinet and slips it into his pocket. "Now…what do I do with you?" he asks curiously as he looks at the velvet box.
He then remembered something Fate had said and his eyes widened, "Dobby!" he calls out loudly.
There was a POP behind him.
Harry whipped around seeing the elf and a broad grin appeared on his face. Harry walked over and hugged the little elf tightly. Dobby stood there stiff as a board at the hug, "Harry Potter sir?" he asks, "Dobby has been hoping you'd call for him." The elf says.
Harry pulls away, "Are you alright Dobby? Where have you been?" he says as he starts examining the elf particularly the spot where Bellatrix's knife had landed in his last life.
"Dobby is fine Harry Potter." The elf tells him the his voice sounding confused.
Harry let out a sigh of relief that his little friend was alive again. He pats the elf's head, "Good, I'm glad you're doing well." Harry said smiling, "So have you found a new place to work?" Harry said curious if the elf was working at Hogwarts yet.
"No sir, Dobby has been asking for payment for his services now…no one wants to be paying Dobby." The elf said.
"Hmmm, well would you like to work for me Dobby?" Harry asks smiling.
Dobby's eyes widened, "You want…Dobby?" Harry smiled and nodded. The little elf started sobbing loudly.
Harry smiled, he chose to do this so he could keep the elf who had saved his life, at the cost of the elf's own, close. He wanted to be sure Dumbledore couldn't use Dobby against him.
Harry promised to pay him what ever Dobby wanted and in exchange Dobby had to promise never to punish himself as Harry had witnessed the elf do many times in his second year. The bonding ritual took a matter of minutes and when done the elf looked much healthier than before.
"Dobby? Why do you look better than you did before?" Harry asks.
"Because of you Master Harry." The elf said flatly, "The longer an elf goes with out a master to serve the weaker his magic gets. Dobby was getting close to asking to work here at Hogwarts if he couldn't find a new master."
Harry looked the elf over and he looked even better than he did in his old life. His skin was a pinkish color and his eyes were bright and clear. "Interesting…but okay are you ready for your first task?"
The elf nodded eagerly, "Dobby will do his best Master Harry."
Harry rolled his eyes about being called 'Master', "Okay do you know if Gringotts will allow you to pull money from my vault?"
"Yes sir, now that I'm your elf the goblinsies will be able to see your magic in Dobby. Dobby will just need your key."
Harry pulled out his Gringotts key and held it out for the elf, "Alright then I need you to go to Gringotts, withdraw some money, then do a little shopping for me. First, I need you to get me a messenger bag with an Undetectable Extension Charm on it, then I need you to find a potions shop and purchase the freshest Wolfsbane Potion they have, also I need some books on defensive magic the advanced ones. You got all that?"
Dobby gave Harry a firm nod, "Yes Master Harry, Dobby will take care of everything."
"Excellent," Harry smiled, "When you've got everything wait to bring it to me until I'm completely alone alright?"
"Yes sir." Dobby said before snapping his fingers and vanishing.
Harry smiled as he stood up straight, "Well that will set more than half my plans in place for Monday." Harry then tapped his wand to velvet box and magical bindings came out of the wand and wrapped themselves around the box sealing it tightly. He then threw his cloak over himself as he walked out of the room.
Upon returning to the common room, while staying under the cloak, he saw Hermione was no longer there. He quietly slipped upstairs to find Ron still snoring obnoxiously. He doesn't remove his cloak as he opens his trunk quietly and slips the velvet box inside. He closes it then adds numerous locking and security charms to the trunk.
Ten minutes later an uncloaked Harry walked into the Great Hall spotting Hermione sitting at the Gryffindor Table, her Ancient Runes book propped up against a jug of juice. Harry comes over and plops down beside her. She jumps a bit, not as much as she did earlier, but that didn't stop her from glaring at Harry.
He smiled at her, "Are you going to read all day Hermione I'm sure you've got the entire book memorized by now."
"I'm just making sure I don't forget. What if I mess up a translation?" she said sounding exasperated. Harry rolled his eyes and grabbed the book closing it, "Harry! Give it back!" she growled.
"Eat first." He said firmly. Tucking the book on the opposite side of him out of her reach.
She narrowed her eyes, "Fine, you better not have lost my place Harry." She says grumpily.
"I wouldn't dare risk the wrath of Hermione Granger." He says smiling.
This felt so nice, just yesterday he was in a middle of a war and now he is was enjoying breakfast with his best friend those memories seeming to be so far away.
An hour went by, Harry returned Hermione's book after she had what he considered a proper breakfast, then she resumed reading. He would never admit it to her but in his last life while just he and Hermione were alone in the tent he actually read that book four times cover to cover.
The subject was indeed intriguing he was already considering dropping Divinations since the class was useless to him. "Maybe I'll switch to Ancient Runs." He said quietly, thinking he only thought it.
Hermione's head turned his way slowly looking at him with wide eyes. It was then he realized he had just said that out loud, 'Oh bloody hell.' He thought to himself this time.
"Harry you really should it's a fascinating subject!" She had the biggest grin on her face, "Which elective are you going to drop? Divinations I hope."
"Yes you were right, the class is bloody useless. Just keep it between us for now please." He says rolling his eyes, "Last thing I want to hear this weekend is Ron griping about me dropping the 'easiest class in the school'."
"Speaking of…" Hermione said nodding her head toward the door.
Walking into the Great Hall was Ron, and he looked extremely grumpy. The red head walks up to them and plops beside Harry, "Why didn't you wake me up?" he asked in an accusatory tone.
"Because I woke up before dawn." Harry responded sounding annoyed. His tone didn't seem to escape Hermione's attention, she looked at Harry worriedly while Ron began piling on food onto his plate.
"Good move, I wouldn't have liked that mate." The red head says as he starts greedily stuffing his face.
Harry looked at the boy, who was stuffing his face as if he hadn't eaten in days. A slight look of revulsion crossed Harry's face, another something Hermione didn't seem to fail to notice, but she kept quiet about it.
The group sat in relative silence while the red head continued to gorge himself. Soon Harry stood up, "I need to go take care of a few things I'll meet up with you guys later." He said more looking towards Hermione than Ron.
"Mokay wets pway chess ater den." Ron manages to say with a mouth full of food.
Harry had to control his facial expressions, he wanted to hurl seeing that display, "We'll see, I'll find you later." He then walked away.
He made his way to Professor McGonagall's office and knocked before he heard, "Come in." Harry entered the room finding his Head of House sitting at her desk working over some paperwork. She looks up, "Mr. Potter what can I do for you today?" she says before returning to her work.
"I wanted to talk to you about changing my electives." He said.
McGonagall stopped and looked up, "Finally taking your education seriously Mr. Potter?"
"Yes actually, I'd like to drop Divinations. You and Hermione were right…it is a 'wooly' subject. I'd like to switch it to Ancient Runes." He said flatly.
McGonagall looked surprised and please at the same time, "Very well, I will have to request before you leave for the summer holiday's that you pass the exam. I recommend you have Miss Granger tutor you. If you pass I'll submit your request." She said a slight smile on her stern face.
"Thank you ma'am." Harry said then turned and left the woman's office.
Harry felt a strange sensation as he walked down the hall, he could feel that Dobby was ready to deliver his items. Harry quickly slipped into an empty classroom and locked the door before casting privacy charms. "Alright Dobby."
The elf suddenly appeared, "Master Harry, Dobby has what you requested." He holds out a black messenger bag.
Harry took it and opened the flap he then stuck his arm in and smiled when the bag swallowed his whole arm, "Perfect Dobby! And the potion?" he asked.
Dobby snaps his fingers and a large glass phial appears in the elf's hands, "This took Dobby longer than the bag but Dobby found it. The potions lady said it had finished brewing just this morning before dawn."
"Excellent Dobby." Harry smiled as he cast an Unbreakable and a Stasis Charm on the phial before slipping it into his new bag. "Lastly, the books?" The elf told him the defense books were already in the bag. "Perfect Dobby, great work!"
"Master Harry…" the elf said quietly as he reached into the big jumper he was wearing and pulled out a letter, "While Dobby was at Gringotts one of the goblinsies gave this to Dobby." He holds the letter out to him. "He said he needs to see you."
Harry took the letter and smiled, "Interesting, I bet we are wanting to talk about the same thing." He smiled as he opened the letter.
Dear Mr. Potter
My name is Ragnok the VII, I have been the Potter family account manager for the last fifty years like my father and his father before him. It has come to my attention I have yet to meet you.
This is a grave error. I should have met with you on your eleventh birthday however you never arrived. I assumed you didn't know of your account with us, but today I found your house elf in Gringotts lobby stating he was Harry Potter's elf.
I had immediately intervened and had the elf join me in my office. He tells me you have been attending Hogwarts for three years now and states you have been to Gringotts multiple times. You can imagine my confusion when I heard this seeing as you should have met with me long before now. At this time I request your presence in my office as soon as possible to go over the matter of the Potter Family estate.
Thank You,
Ragnok VII
Head Account Manager of Gringotts
Potter Family Account Manager
Harry smiled then whipped around and wrote a reply to the goblin. After finishing it he turned and passed the letter to Dobby, "Take this reply to him Dobby. Do not give it to ANYONE but sir Ragnok. Understand?"
The elf nodded vigorously, "Of course Master Harry Dobby follows your orders sir!" he says taking the letter and snapping away with a POP.
"Summer vacation is going to be interesting for you Dumbledore." Harry smiled.
Up Next: The fated meeting arrives and Harry spills the beans to his four confidants.
Chapter 3: A Long Talk
Harry had spent the remainder of his Saturday with Hermione in the Library. He had told her of his talk with McGonagall and Hermione was all too happy to help Harry prep for the test he would take before leaving Hogwarts for the summer.
Harry had cast Notice-Me-Not charms around their table, mostly to avoid Ron, who did come looking for them twice, yet Harry shushed Hermione to keep her from calling out to the red head. This seemed to confused her a bit but she simply assumed Harry wanted to study without Ron's interference.
The weekend passed and finally the day arrived for the 'reveal' of Pettigrew.
Harry went about his day exactly has he did the last time. He took all his exams, received the prophecy from Trelawney then found himself making his way to Hagrid's with Hermione and Ron.
Just as before, they encountered Malfoy on the way there and Harry smirked a bit when Hermione punched the blonde right in the nose. He let it all play out exactly as it had before which amused him, he looked forward to the day he got to watch her slug Ron as well.
The group made their way to the half giant's cabin and stood around talking with him. Harry had to act to the best of his ability even though he knew what was about to happen.
Hermione discovered 'Scabbers' and Ron was so excited while Harry had half a mind to straggle the rat right then and there. Then, just like before, something came flying through the window and smashed the milk jug. Harry waited for it, he knew the next one was coming for his head and he braced himself as it hit him. "Ow!" he exclaimed turning around, he spotted the Minister, Dumbledore, and the Executioner through the window, "They're coming." He said in the best surprised voice he could muster.
The trio quickly went out the back door as quietly as they could as Hagrid let Dumbledore and the others inside. They soon make their way up the slope and just as Harry expected Pettigrew was freaking out in Ron's pocket. Ron struggled to keep hold of the rat-man while Hermione begged Ron to hurry, they got to the spot where Hermione decked Malfoy and turned back watching the Executioner drop the axe but not able to actually see what he cut.
Hermione began to whimper and Harry pulled her to him and hugged her gently, "Its okay." He whispered as he rubbed her back.
Then it happened.
Rat-Pettigrew bit Ron causing the red head to squeal in alarm as he dropped him.
Harry rolled his eyes slightly annoyed since in typical Ron fashion a touching moment was ruined. He watched as Ron chased the scurrying rat towards the Whomping Willow. Harry half hoped the tree would start whacking immediately, but just as it happened in his last life Ron caught the rat before it could get away and soon Grim-Sirius appeared and dragged Ron into the hole below the Willow.
Hermione was panicking when Harry drew his wand and aimed at the tree, "Immobulus" he called out and the tree froze.
"How did you-?" Hermione began, "Never mind, we have to help Ron!" she scurried forward while Harry walked calmly behind her.
They made their way through the tunnel and when they came out on the other side Hermione looked around, "I think we're in the-"
"Shrieking Shack? Definitely." He tells her as he pulls her behind him before they make their way up stairs.
They follow the sounds of Ron's whining until they reach the room. As soon as they enter Ron starts to squeal, "Harry no, he's an Animagus!"
"Yea, I know." Harry said calmly turning to Sirius. He had seen Spirit-Sirius just two days ago and he look more lively than the Sirius before him now, "Hello Sirius, I know what you want but it will have to wait." Harry flicked his wand in Sirius's direction and casted a silent Incarcerous spell. Rope quickly wrapped around Sirius binding the distraught man to keep him from moving.
Hermione mouth gaped, "How did you do that?!" she exclaimed.
"Later." He tells her.
"Wicked Harry! Now lets get out of here!" Ron squeaked. His eyes suddenly widened when Harry turned his wand on him, "What are you doing mate?"
Harry flicks his wand and another silent Incarcerous wraps around Rat-Pettigrew. Harry flicks his wand again and a silent Stupefy splits and smacks the rat then the red head between his eyes knocking them unconscious. "HARRY?!" Hermione rushed over to Ron looking him over, "What did you just do?"
"Caught two traitors." He said flatly, "Hermione I know you have questions but I need you to remain calm I'll explain everything as soon as the other two get here."
"Other two?" The gruff voice of his tied up godfather said.
"Yes, now sit down and wait. Remus will be along in a moment." Harry said causing both Sirius's and Hermione's eyes to widen.
Sure enough Remus Lupin came sneaking into the room and Harry cast a silent Expelliarmus catching the werewolf's wand, "Glad you could join us Professor." He reaches into his black messenger bag and pulls out the potion he had placed a Stasis Charm on. He removes the charm and tosses it, "Drink that can't have you wolfing out on us."
Remus's eyes were as wide as saucers, "You…you know?"
"Yes, you're a werewolf and you forgot your potion on the way here didn't you? Drink it please we're waiting for one more." Harry said.
Remus stepped aside and stood near Sirius looking at his tied up friend, "Caught by a thirteen year old? You're rusty Padfoot."
"Shut up Moony." Sirius growled back.
The group heard the shuffling of feet below them and Harry let out a sigh of relief, "Finally." He mumbled and stood.
Severus burst into the room only to be disarmed by Harry immediately, "Potter! What do you think you're doing?" he snarled.
"Quiet Severus, we have matters to discuss now sit." Harry flicks his wand and the broken old chairs fix them selves. "Everyone take a seat.
Remus guided Sirius to a seat and sat him down before sitting himself. Severus sneered but did so as well spotting the unconscious Ron and the twitching unconscious rat, "What happen to Weasley?" he asks.
"I Stupefied him." Harry said flatly as he watched Hermione sit at the end beside Snape, "Alright, now before I proceed I need each of you to make an Unbreakable Vow to not repeat what I'm about to tell you." He saw Snape gape at him, "Trust me this matter will benefit you a whole lot more than you think."
Severus was reluctant but agreed.
One by one the each performed the vow with the help of Remus and Severus. Afterwards Harry confiscated their wands again with a flick of his own, "Now where to begin with this explanation?" he said to himself.
"You're from the future aren't you?" Hermione blurted out. The other three whipped their heads in her direction.
Harry smiled, "Figured you notice." He said, "What gave me away?"
"You've been acting distant and annoyed with Ron for the last three days." Hermione began, "You have a sudden interest in Ancient Runes, then today you were acting as if you expected everything that happened. Then when we got here the first thing you did was tie up Sirius when you said months ago you wanted to kill him, the next thing you do is immediately knock out Ron and Scabbers calling them 'Traitors'. Then you make us wait for Professors Snape and Lupin. So my only question is how far in the future are you from?"
"Granger that's ludicrous!" Snape snaps at her.
"Oh no she hit the nail on the head Severus Snape." Harry said smiling, "So two days ago the Harry Potter from May of 1998 was dropped into the body of my thirteen year old self." Remus and Sirius were staring at him gawking, "Yes and every person in this room except Hermione and that pansy red head behind me died before that day."
"WHAT?!" Sirius and Hermione shouted together
Sirius was standing, "How? When?" he began demanding.
"Sit please." Harry says calmly, "I'm getting to it." He tells his godfather as the man sat back down slowly. "The first of us to die was actually you Sirius, and no it wasn't a death by dementors you were killed in my fifth year by your cousin Bellatrix Lestrange trying to save me and my friends who broke into the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry thinking we were saving you. A little trick Voldemort played on me gave me a vision that he caught you. We arrived only to find you not there and a Prophecy with my name on it."
Harry saw Severus get a bit pale at that, "So you know about the Prophecy."
"Yes Severus, and I know you were the one who overheard it getting told to Dumbledore then rushed to tell Voldy." He saw fear creep into Severus eyes, "No I'm not angry with you. You didn't know he would target me and when you found out he was you asked Dumbledore to hide us."
"It didn't work." Snape grumbled.
"That's because a certain someone didn't want it to work and no…" Harry looks to Sirius, "It wasn't just Pettigrew…someone else was meddling, but more on that later." Harry gestures to Severus then Remus then himself, "The three of us all died on the same day. During a battle that was waged at Hogwarts. Remus you and your wife died during that battle, and no I won't tell you who she is enjoy the surprise." He smirks at a gawking Remus, "Next was you Severus, still pretending to be Voldy's right hand man. You were killed by Riddle himself, and I'm fairly certain your death was orchestrated by a certain someone and I bet you know who I'm talking about."
Severus's eyes narrowed, "Dumbledore."
Harry clapped a little bit, "Give the man a prize." He says with a smirk, "I was the next to die however unlike the rest of you I walked to my death willingly."
"What the hell Harry?!" Hermione growled.
"Once again you can blame Dumbledore for that." Harry tells her, "See Voldy created a bunch of Horcruxes, one of them was in my scar. Dumbledore told you." He points to Severus, "That the only way for me to get rid of it was for Voldemort to destroy it himself, in other words…he had to kill me. You passed the message along through your memories as you died. I saw you die, so did the Hermione of that time. You gave me your memories I learned a lot from them." He smiled a bit.
Severus looked away embarrassed, "I did what I thought was necessary."
"You've been protecting me in the shadows for years all the while making me hate you cause you thought you were to blame for my mothers death." Harry said flatly, "Yea you found my resemblance to my father irritating since he bullied you in school, He apologized for that just so you know."
"What?" Severus asked looking confused.
"Oh yea forgot." Harry said smacking himself in the head, "So after Voldemort killed me I found my self in a room with some fancy dress guy sitting at a desk, said he was the Death, and boy was he pissed."
"You met…Death?" Remus ask looking at Harry with confusion all over his face.
"Yea and like I said he was furious because apparently I wasn't supposed to die at all and it had been the seventh time I had died before I was supposed to." Harry told them.
"Wait, wait, wait…." Hermione said, "You died six other times? How?!"
"Well once was just after I turned two, the Dursley's starved me to death, then I died again at six when Uncle Vernon beat me because I had a bout of accidental magic, third time was my first year apparently Quirrell managed to throw me off my broom before Hermione could set Snape's cloak on fire."
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed looking to Snape who rolled his eyes.
"I knew it was you Granger, relax." Severus told her.
Hermione's face got extremely red. Harry smirked and continued, "My fourth death had apparently been in second year when I accidently looked the basilisk directly into the eyes, my fifth was apparently third year when the dementors boarded the train…I assume when they sent me back after that one and they sort of pushed me to sit with Remus so he could keep them from Kissing me."
"So had I not been there you would have been dead…" Remus said quietly.
"Seems so." Harry says. "The sixth was in fourth year I apparently get on the bad side of a dragon." He says, "Then the last and seventh was by Voldy. They told me they kept sending me back each time I died."
"They?" Severus asked.
"Yea, Death and his partner Fate…apparently Death is a fruit…Fate reminded me of a male Mrs. Weasley really." Harry said, "Super affectionate."
Harry could see a look on Sirius's face that was pure and utter shock. "So the Grim Reaper is gay and his partner is Fate?" Harry nodded, "Well that makes me feel silly. Ummm Harry can you take these off now?" he struggles against his bindings.
"Oh sure just don't go after the rat just yet." Harry flicked his wand and Sirius's bindings vanished, "Now back on track. They decided to send me back to my third year this time so I could fix a few mistakes…since none of you were supposed to die. It was all thanks to Dumbledore's meddling that so many people died."
"So this happened last time?" Severus asked, "You found Black here and me and Remus followed you in."
"Yea but last time Hermione, Ron, and I kinda all hit you with Expelliarmus at the same time knocking you out, but that was on you, you wouldn't listen to reason and kept saying you were going to have Sirius Kissed by the dementors when the real traitor is twitching over there on the floor…" he points to the unconscious rat. He then flicks his wand and the floor below the rat bends up turning into a cage, "In case he wakes up."
"He's casting silent spells…no way he's a third year…" Remus told Severus, "I'm inclined to believe his story."
"It is compelling." Severus stands, "You said your father had a apology for me…explain that."
"Yea well Death and Fate let me see them before they sent me back." Harry said, "Mom wanted me to let you use Legilimens on me to see her message." He passed the potion's master his wand he gave Remus his too, "Just incase he tries anything funny." Remus nodded. Harry then turned back to Snape closing his eyes, "Go ahead." He said.
Severus lifted his wand to Harry, "Legilimens!" he said. Severus found no resistance as he entered Harry's mind the memory quickly came into view.
He saw Lily standing in a white room standing beside James Potter. She smiled, "Hey Sev…I know we had our falling out in sixth year…but I always still worried for you…but now I'm even more worried. You have to stop blindly following Dumbledore its just going to lead you to your death literally! Stop blaming yourself for my death the only one responsible was Voldemort. Yes, you told him the part of the prophecy you heard but he chose to come after Harry…he could have chose Neville and the Longbottoms but no he chose us. So its his fault not yours now let it go already. Harry is going to need your help against not only Voldemort but also Dumbledore so stop living in the past." She had a stern look on her face.
The memory moved to the right and James Potter came in full view, "Hello Severus…I know we have our differences but seriously stop taking your grudge out on my kid would ya. Harry didn't do anything to you I did, and I'm sorry. I was a jealous ass and took my frustrations out on you. But you were no better and you know it so just bury that hatchet already. You'd be a better professor if you did." James told him.
"Exactly." Lily chimes back in causing Harry's vison to turn back to her, "Sev you're a brilliant potion's master so stop being so harsh on your students and teach them properly. In Harry's sixth year he gets a hold of your old potion book and becomes the best in his year following the instructions YOU wrote down in the book. Teach them properly already."
"Stop being a prat and focus on what you're actually pretty good at." James added, "Well we've kept you long enough get out of Harry's head already, and teach him how to keep others out would ya."
The next thing Severus knows he is thrown out of Harry's mind, and stumbled back a bit. "Satisfied?" Harry asks with a smirk.
"Yes, I think so.." The dark haired man said as he straightened himself, "Your father said to teach you Occlumency but you already seem to have a grasp on it."
"Well you tried to teach me in my last fifth year…we weren't successful. I think the Horcrux in my head made it harder. We should give it another go now that its gone." Severus smirked a bit at Harry's comment.
"Now how bout you explain why you knocked out Mister Weasley." Remus pointed to the unconscious Ron.
"Well like you guys and my dad I had a traitor amongst me and my friends too." He looks to Ron, "According to Fate, Ronald here not only helps Dumbledore dose me with loyalty potions linked to the both of them he also helps his mother and Dumbledore dose me with a love potion linked to his sister Ginny. Then he does the same to Hermione dosing her with a love potion that's linked to him. I think the lot of you will agree that that makes him as vile as the man trying to manipulate my life."
Hermione's mouth fell open, "That's illegal!" she says.
Sirius looked to Ronald glaring, "Well, they say owners take after their pets." He snarled as he flipped the phrase.
Remus and Severus were also giving the red head glares, "I assume Mister Weasley will be leaving your company hence for." Severus said.
"Definitely." Harry and Hermione said together.
Up Next: Harry and the gang re-enact the night of Pettigrew's reveal and after he and Hermione use the time-turner the two of them sit down for a chat.
Chapter 4: Setting the Stage
"So what exactly should we do here." Sirius says now that Harry has laid out all his cards.
"Indeed, we have about another hour before Remus gets a lot hairier." Severus says looking down at Ron and the rat, "If this is indeed Pettigrew we should turn him in."
"No…" Harry said. Everyone looked at him confused, "According to dead you." He point to Sirius, "It is Fate's design for Peter to get away tonight. I even received a Prophecy from Trelawny about it. Without him escaping Voldy can't come back, and if the snaked faced bastard stays as he is destiny can't play out, and I could die again. So I think we should basically let tonight play out as it did in my last life." Harry explains in detail the events of what happened on this night in his last life, "So lets mimic that as closely as we can."
"So we need to wake up Mister Weasley here and have the big reveal with Pettigrew." Severus said, "Please refrain from actually knocking me out you two." He says looking at Harry and Hermione, "I highly doubt Weasley there contributed much in throwing me back in your last life."
"I'll do my best sir." Harry says, "Can one of you obliviate me knocking that idiot out from his head." He nods to Ron, "Make him think he passed out from being dragged in, and get Pettigrew too. Don't want him remembering I tied him up before knocking out him and Ron."
"I'll handle that." Severus walked over to the unconscious red head and rat and began working on them.
Remus transfigured the bed in the corner that Severus was to be thrown into so he'd have a cushioned landing spot.
Harry returned the cage to its original form in the floor boards.
With the stage set they resumed.
Ron stirred when Harry casted Rennervate Charm and acted as if he shook the red head awake.
From there things went pretty much exactly as it did in his old life.
Remus came in and disarmed Harry who was acting aggressive toward Sirius. They gave the similar explanation as in his last life about Pettigrew before Severus remade his entrance.
They acted it out perfectly, Hermione and Harry sent Snape flying into the bed just like last time only this time he had a cushioned fall. He laid their and listened to them continue the charade.
Soon they were arguing with Pettigrew, who Harry Rennervated silently just before they turned him back to his human form. Just like before Harry told them they should turn Pettigrew over, and finally the group made their way out.
Severus was slightly annoyed about having to pretend to still be unconscious and carried out.
Sirius helped Harry carry out Ron however unlike before he remained silent controlling his urge to throttle the red head.
Almost as soon as they got outside Remus 'wolfed' out. However Remus having took his potion was in complete control, but he acted as if he wasn't swinging at them and snarling.
Remus and Sirius had their little wrestling match, while Pettigrew made his escape before Remus ran off into the woods. Harry went after a stumbling Sirius they convened at the lake where Sirius was completely conscious this time. "The Dementors will be here soon." He grumbled.
"Yea but remember Time Turner Harry will handle them I'll keep them back though." He told him as he felt the Dementors presence before he saw them. He began casting a shield like Patronus that worked effectively enough.
Moments later the lake was bathed in a blinding white light and the Dementors fled from the scene. Sirius let out a sigh of relief. Harry turned to him, "Oh I have a message for you from your spirit self." Harry said smirking.
Sirius raised an eyebrow, "And what was that?"
" 'Tell Severus the truth and stop being a chicken'." Harry said and seeing his godfather's reddened face he raises his eyebrow, "You ponder that." Harry said tapping his wand to Sirius's head and the man fell unconscious.
Harry waited a moment then Severus came sliding down the slope. Harry smirked, "Alright you know the drill. Don't be too happy about knocking me out."
Severus smirks, "I'll do my best not to enjoy it too much." He drew his wand and like Harry did to Sirius tapped his wand to the young Potter's head and Harry collapsed to the ground.
The next hour and a half went by, and exactly as before.
Sirius was taken to the Charms tower and locked up. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were in the hospital wing. They had their meeting with Fudge where all three of them tried to convince him of Sirius's innocence. Of course he wouldn't hear it.
Severus slyly implied they were Confunded and Fudge readily agreed. Harry rolled his eyes when Fudge turned away and began applauding Severus for catching Sirius. When the Minister looked away, Severus looked to Harry and smirked a bit, Harry gave him a stern look.
After Dumbledore's arrival and dismissal of Fudge and Severus he gave Harry and Hermione the same speech Harry remembered from before then walked out, "Finally." Harry mumbled, "Lets go Hermione." He hissed quietly.
She looked at Ron and frowned, "Well you're not going anywhere."
She then pulled out the time turner and wrapped it around hers and Harry's neck. She twisted it three times and Harry watched the familiar sight of things rushing backwards around them. When they stopped Hermione pulled the chain from around Harry and tucked it back into her shirt, "So Buckbeak first right?"
"Yea then we wait for Sirius across the pond." He says smiling.
"Lets go then." She says turning and rushing out the door with Harry right on her tail.
Hermione was still getting used the idea that Harry was not at all surprised by the time turner. She had rushed out toward Hagrid's eager to save Buckbeak. Harry had to grab her and pull her aside to keep her from running out and bumping into their past selves. He had pressed her against the wall and held a finger to his lips as the whole encounter with Malfoy occurred again.
Harry smirked again watching her past-self punch Draco, "You really have a mean right hook." He whispers then looks down at her finding himself pressed against her. Hermione's face was red and he quickly backed up, "Sorry." He mumbled.
"Its okay." She squeaked out.
"We're going down, come on." He whispered as they stealthily followed their younger selves to Hagrid's.
Just as Harry had explained they waited for Fudge, Dumbledore, and the Executioner start heading down, and Harry nudged Hermione to toss the shells. She did so smashing the milk jug then smacking the back of past Harry's head. "Ow…" he grumbled, "Weird how you hit that me and I felt it."
"He's you Harry." Hermione reminded him.
Harry rolled his eyes, and as their past-selves came out the back door they retreated into the trees. Once again Harry pulled Hermione behind a tree. Her face got a bit red again as they were close again, her back against Harry's chest.
She shook her head to clear her mind then peeked around the trunk seeing their past selves hiding behind the pumpkins, "Is that really what my hair looks like from the back?" she mumbles. Harry quickly pulled her back as the other Hermione whipped around looking their way.
"I swear, this deja vu thing is getting REALLY annoying." He mumbles as the past trio runs off up the slope, "Alright lets get Buckbeak." He said letting Hermione go.
The pair bait the hippogriff into the tree line as they did in his last life, before tying the hippogriff to the tree. They then went to the pond to wait. Harry sat behind a bush and sighed, "Finally, I can rest for a bit."
Hermione sat beside him, "So, now that we have some time…can I ask you some questions."
Harry sat up and pulled his knees up against him and leaning on them, "Feel free." He smiled.
"So you're actually seventeen mentally, right?" she asks.
"Yes, I was about to turn eighteen before I died." He said.
"So technically, now your older than me." She grumbled.
He chuckles, "Only mentally…this body is still thirteen while your already fourteen."
"So why do you think Dumbledore potioned us to like Ginny and Ron in your last life?" she asked.
Harry thought about this, he didn't want to tell her about the soulmate thing it might make things even more awkward between them, "I'm under the impression Dumbledore wanted us to be easier to control. We're both fairly powerful magically, and the Weasley's are his most loyal supporters so he wanted to hitch our wagons to theirs." He says telling her his half truth.
"I suppose that could make sense," she said part of her could tell he was holding something back though. "So you never thought about dating Ginny?"
"Not before sixth year. She was always more like a little sister then suddenly in sixth year I found her attractive." He said, "Looking back I can't believe I didn't notice it."
"What about me and Ron?" She asked curiously.
"Hmmm." He seemed to ponder this. "Well you never really seemed to have an interest in him like that either I mean the two of you constantly argued until sixth year. Then just like with me and Ginny, you suddenly had an attraction towards him especially after he started fornicating with Lavender Brown right in front of everyone."
"Ewww." She responded, "Seriously?"
"Yea," he said, "They dated briefly and would make out everywhere…wonder if she was under a love potion too." He said as he began to ponder, "He was never very popular, then sixth year he suddenly had you and Lavender infatuated with him."
"That does seem suspicious." Hermione says as she starts pondering this.
"I reckon he started liking you around the Yule Ball in fourth year." Harry said as he started thinking, "Your date ended up being a famous Quidditch player and you know how he gets jealous about someone being better at something he wishes he was good at. He saw you with that guy and well…lost his cool at the ball itself, it was embarrassing."
"A famous quidditch player?" she asked.
Harry chuckles, "Yea, there will be a big event next year and this quidditch player will be here at Hogwarts. I'll tell you more about that over summer break for now lets just say this event is where I meet the dragon who killed me the sixth time. I'll have to face it again…I better read up on dragons more this time."
"You're going to have to fight a dragon?!" Hermione exclaimed looking extremely worried.
"Yes, not willingly of course, but I will…" He said, "But this time we'll have more time to prepare. You'll help me right?"
"Of course, I'm not letting you fight a dragon without a solid plan!" She exclaimed, "How did you survive it when they sent you back."
"I summoned my broom and out flew it but it took too long I think we need a better method. That Horntail was savage."
"Oh god." She mumbles.
Harry continued to tell her random things about the life he led before.
He told her about the prophecy and the Horcruxes.
How they hunted them instead of going to Hogwarts for their seventh year.
He told her how he already got one stored away until he can safely destroy it.
Their talk went on and on until it was time for Harry to banish the Dementors.
Harry watched as his past self shielded Sirius and himself then pulled his own wand and shouted, "EXPECTO PATRONUM!"
Prongs erupted from his wand and began charging into the dementors.
The corporal patronus chased the horde off then they watched as past Harry knocked out Sirius then Severus knocked out past Harry before carting them both off, "Lets go get Buckbeak." He said as he rushed off down the path towards were they left the hippogriff.
It took Harry a minute to convince Hermione to ride Buckbeak but soon she was seated in front of Harry.
The hippogriff took to the sky Hermione closed her eyes at first then she felt Harry's arms around her waist. She opened her eyes and looked down seeing Harry's arms wrapped around her firmly. Her face got red as she thought about it but then turned her attention back to steering the hippogriff to were Sirius was being held.
Hermione blew the door off with a simple Bombarda spell and Sirius leapt to join them, "Everything has gone just as you said Harry."
"Yea, lets get out of here. Hermione if you would?" He put his arms back around her waist which earned a squeak from Hermione.
"Off we go." She said nervously as they flew down to a safe place.
They each climbed down from Buckbeak's back. "You're plan went flawlessly Harry." Sirius.
"Well to be fair this whole plan was actually Hermione's. Had I not have come from the future she would've come up with all of this herself." Harry said patting Hermione's back her face was red, but not just from the praise she was still flustered from having Harry's arms around her before.
"Well according to Remus she is the brightest witch of your year." Sirius smirked, "I guess it's Fate's design, Potter men typically go for the smartest of their generation."
Hermione's face got redder, "W-we-we're not like that!" she stammered.
Sirius smirked, "For now." he then hops on the hippogriff's back, "Alright, so I'll be waiting at Hermione's parents house in my Grim form."
"I'll send word to you as soon as I head to open the Wills." Harry said.
"Excellent." Sirius smiled, "Well lets go Sir Buckbeak, I'll leave Buckbeak somewhere safe before I head to her house." He gently nudged the beasts sides and they took off to the sky.
Harry smiled watching them soar away, "Harry!" Hermione said, "We have to get back to the hospital wing." She said as she took his arm and tugged.
"Right!" he said following her quickly.
The pair returned to the hospital wing just as Dumbledore was closing the door. Harry let Hermione do the talking since if he opened his mouth now he might curse the old codger out. Just as before the old man feigned ignorance and quietly walked off bidding them goodnight.
Harry rolled his eyes and entered the infirmary to find his and Hermione's past-selves vanishing and Ron stammering about them being over there when they were just in front of him , "Are we sure he grew up in a magical family?" Harry whispered in Hermione's ear getting a quiet giggle and blush from her.
Ron eyed them suspiciously, "What are you two whispering about?"
"Nothing, nothing how's the leg." Harry ask with a fake tone of concern, 'I wish Sirius bit your foot off.' He thought.
Ron continued to eye them suspiciously looking from Harry to Hermione, "Its been better."
"Hmm too bad." Harry said, "Well I'm going to go to sleep, today has been a pain in the arse and I'm knackered." He then went to the bed he had been lying in when he woke up there earlier and laid down.
"Yes, lets get some rest." Hermione said and took the bed beside Harry.
Ron seemed a bit offended neither of them laid beside him but soon he was passed out and snoring up a storm.
Harry cast a Silencing Charm around the red head's bed.
"How the hell have I ever been able to sleep with that horrendous snoring is beyond me." He grumbled and laid back down.
Hermione was on her bed facing him with a smirk, "It's a mystery."
He smiled at her, "Yea, anyway goodnight Hermione."
"Night Harry." She said back closing her eyes.
Up Next: On the train ride home Harry and Hermione sit with an old friend and discover something quite startling.