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"I feel accomplished," Harry declared the next day as he sat down to the Halloween Feast.

Neville looked frightened. "What did you do this time?"

Harry still couldn't get over the fact that there was someone who considered him scarier than Snape. Seriously, who was the ex-Death Eater with the power to fail them, anyway? "I managed to convince about 75 percent of the non-Hufflepuff Hogwarts population to bet that Cedric Diggory will not be the Hogwarts champion. I fully intend to make a killing tonight. Apparently Voldemort's got people convinced that you have to be ugly to be powerful and if the fangirls are any indication, Cedric is really pretty."

"You mean you didn't enter?" Hermione asked, surprised and ignoring the rest of what Harry had said. She hadn't heard of Harry's scheme to charge anyone who was underage and wanted a chance to enter, but she did know Harry.

"Oh, no, I did," Harry assured her.

"And you…DON'T think you'll win?" Ron asked, unable to believe Harry had voiced something that could possibly be construed as doubt in himself.

"Of course I'll win. Who do you think I am?" Harry asked, a little self-mocking.

"But then how can Cedric-" Hermione continued.

"Now, now, that would be telling," Harry said with a grin. "You'll see soon enough."

Throughout the entire feast, Hermione kept pressing him for details, but Harry stayed mum. It was more fun to watch her get all worked up anyway.

At last, Dumbledore stood up. "Well, the Goblet is almost ready to make its decision. I estimate that it requires one more minute. Now, when the champions' names are called, I would ask them to please come up to the top of the Hall, walk along the staff table, and go through into the next chamber where they will be receiving their first instructions."

As he finished speaking, the flames in the goblet suddenly turned red, but then unexpectedly turned green. The flames roared wildly, startling everyone. Once they had died down, lay a bound green bound book, on top lay a note. Dumbledore picked it up and read it aloud,

Before the competition takes place, this book must be read. Any moment now people will be transported here, you cannot leave this room until this book is read. Time has stopped in here so take as much time as you need.

"That is al it says." Dumbledore said, as soon as he finished a families appeared all around. The relatives of them went over and explained what was happening.

"There is a summary on the back." Dumbledore said and read aloud,

So maybe everything didn't work out perfectly for Harry.

Everyone looked at him.

Still, most of his friends survived, he'd gotten married, and was about to become a father.

"What!"

If only he'd have stayed away from the Veil, he wouldn't have had to go back and do everything AGAIN.

Everyone looked to him for answers.

"Ok so, I'm from the future, around 10 years, but I went to the veil, and accidently went through and now I'm changing time." He explained. Everyone only gaped at him.

"Who was your wife?" Hermione asked once her mouth worked again.

"You'll find out soon enough." He hastily answered.

"I think we shall start." Dumbledore said and began.