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The goblet of fire, an ancient and powerful magical device, created through means unknown for a purpose unknown. It was even more ancient than the 3 great wizarding schools, for even though those schools had been around for almost a thousand years, the goblet had survived for over a millennia. No one knew of its true purpose or the truth of the magical contract that it had offered, and no one would ever know, save for one. One person who had given everything he had and even more for the wizarding world and only got betrayal as a reward. He would get his final words was "I wish… that I had… a second chance… to make… things right!"

That was the last thought of that man before he died and found himself standing in a pure white room. A second past and then he heard it… a pure melodious sound, no voice, that was arguably female that said "You wish for a second chance young one… to make things better… for all the sacrifices you have made you shall have it… but take care not to make things worse!"

Blink… Blink… Blink…

Harry James Potter slowly awoke and took in the sight of the familiar red curtains of his 4 post bed in Hogwarts… a bed in which he had not slept in for nearly half a century. As he sat up he had only one thought on his mind, "So that really did happen, didn't it!"

He took a deep breath and using his Auror Occlumency he gathered his thoughts and calmed down. He knew that he would have to use this time to plan, he would have to plan his moves carefully, and he could not change the future too much in fear of being unable to predict what happened next, at the same time he knew that if changed to little, the same sequence of events would let themselves happen all over again. He needed to be careful in his plans, but in order to be able to start making any he needed to know exactly which point of time he was currently in. So he reached over to his bedside table and picked his glasses and put them on before whipping out his wand and casting a single spell "Tempus!"

The spell showed him that it was currently an hour before dinner on Boxing Day during his third year and with that all thoughts of preserving the timeline went out the window. He could do so much, change so much that the very thought of preserving anything was no longer to be considered. Still he remembered this day perfectly, it had been one of the worst Christmas's during his time at Hogwarts. He had been so disgusted with Hermione's actions that he had just thrown her a cold look before he had marched up to his dormitory to take an afternoon nap, leaving her with Ron who was shouting at her with a vengeance. It was this day that he had chosen to side with Ron… a mistake, which was a catalyst to a chain of mistakes that ultimately ended up doing him in.

He would change that, that was a given, but he also needed to make Hermione understand that what she had done was a mistake, a mistake which he would not tolerate again.

Walking down to the common room he was surprised to find Hermione sitting by the fire in the common room her eyes closed as her face flickered in the light of the fire. As he walked closer to her he could see the tears that decorated her face and immediately felt a pang of guilt. Not once had he ever thought of Hermione's reactions when he and Ron had forsaken her, when her two best friends had forsaken her… still guilt would not do now, only sternness, firmness and perhaps a little kindness.

He walked over and sat on a comfortable red chair that was facing the chair that Hermione was sitting on now. Flicking his wand Hermione's chair rose into the air before turning and landing on the ground facing him. Another flick and a coffee-table rose and settled in the middle of them. With a third flick he conjured a peace of parchment, an ink bottle and a floating quill. The quill quickly wrote a message onto the peace of parchment before disappearing along with the ink bottle. The parchment folded itself into a paper plane and zoomed out of the common room and headed to the Hogwarts kitchens.

Hermione Jean Granger was having the worst day off her life. She had ended up betraying the trust of her closest friend by going around and speaking to a professor simply to ensure his safety. She knew that she would have done it again in a heartbeat if a similar situation ever rose but the cold look that he threw was something that she could not bare. And then to top it off he other friend goes off and verbally abuses her... well it was no wonder that she felt completely miserable when she flopped down on the chair beside the fireplace and cried herself into a nap.

When she finally awoke she found herself not facing the fire but facing Harry Potter whose face was currently a mask betraying nothing. Before she could speak Harry opened his mouth and said a single word "Drink!"

She was a bit confused at fist but when she looked down she saw a tea tray with a plate of biscuits laid at the said and a steaming cup of tea right in front of her. Not knowing why he had done this but knowing that she would have obeyed any command at that moment, even if he had ordered her to drink poison, she took the cup and started sipping the tea, which was surprisingly not as hot as she would have thought but exactly the temperature she would have preferred it to be.

"Hermione" said Harry slowly when she saw that she had finished her cup of tea, "Do you trust me?"

"What?" said a confused Hermione. Of all the things she had been expecting from the person sitting across her, that question was the last question that she ever thought he would ask her.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes." she replied without a moments hesitation.

"Completely?"

She paused and considered the question before she repeated her answer with as much honesty as she could put into it. "Yes!"

"Then why did you not talk to me" he asked calmly as he look at her through his round old glasses which made her feel that she was being X-rayed "Did you not say that you could trust me? Did think that going behind my back was the only option that you had? That I cared more about a sport than my life? Or is it because you felt that I had so little value for your opinion?"

An uncomfortable silence fell between them as Hermione felt a hot prickly feeling of shame spread from the top of her head all the way down to the rest of her body.

"You know I would have done it if you had asked" said Harry after a moment "I would have surrendered my firebolt if you had simply asked… true I would have argued with you Hermione, but I would have done it because I trust you, and I always felt that you trusted me too, perhaps I was mistaken..."

Throughout this entire conversation Harry had not raised his voice, he had not even sounded even angry, but at that moment Hermione would have preferred him to yell at her, like Ron had done. This, this cold disappointment was worse that anything that she had ever felt.

"Harry" she said a little desperately "It isn't that I don't trust you, its just that I – I…"

"You thought that I would rather prefer to risk breaking my neck than letting Professor McGonagal run a security check" said Harry sarcastically, finishing the sentence for her "I see!"

Silence fell between them again and it was the most uncomfortable silence Hermione had ever experienced with Harry. It seemed to go on and on and on, punctuated only by the faint crackle of the fireplace beside them. Hermione felt strangely diminished, as though she had shrunk a little since she the conversation had started.

When she could not stand it any longer she said "Harry, I am really sorry. I should have trusted you, I should have at least spoken to you. I should have realized that you would have…"

Harry held up his hand to stop her mid rant and immediately fell silent as if he had cast a silencing charm on her. Talking a deep breath to calm himself down he spoke in the same calm tone, yet this time it had an edge of steal to it "I understand you reasons Hermione, but that does not mean that what you did was not wrong, nor does it mean that I have to simply let it go. What it means is that you have betrayed my trust Hermione and the question is what are you willing to do to make up for it!"

At that very moment Hermione would have said anything but she stopped herself. 3 years in the wizarding world made her understand the importance of words, and for a situation as delicate as this she could not use them lightly so instead she said "What would you have me do?"

Harry took a breath before he replied "There is a boy in my dorm, Neville Longbottem, I am sure that you know him well enough Hermione, I just want you to help me get to know him as well… Also, Divination as I am sure you are perfectly aware boils down to the simple question of whether you are a seer or not. I am certainly not a seer and therefore that subject is useless to me as it is to you. I was planning on speaking to Professor McGonagal from changing my electives from Divination to Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. You will simply have to help me get up to par with the rest of your class…, a drop that old fraud's subject yourself of course! So, will you help me?"

Hermione was stunned. That was it? All that he asked her to do was something that she would have done anyway and help him become good friends with Neville. She knew perfectly well what her answer was and she said it "Yes!"

"Good!" said Harry allowing a small smile to grace his lips pausing a bit before speaking again "And one more thing Hermione, I need you to promise me that for the rest of the year, that you will spend at least 8 house sleeping for every 16 hours you spend awake!"

That request made her pause, the way he framed the request made her think for a brief moment that he knew of the time turner, which she was certain that he did not as neither she nor Professor McGonagal had told anyone. Still that didn't change the fact that this was one of the requests he had given her in order to help her gain his trust back… a request solely based for her own welfare. The answer that she gave, though she felt that she may regret it later was the same as her previous answers, "Yes!"

"Good" said Harry quietly with his voice filled with kindness, "Hermione, from now on I will do my hardest to excel in my classes, that I promise you… I think its best I go and speak to Professor McGonagal now about the changes to my timetable, so please excuse me."

And with that he got up and left the common room no doubt to go to his head of house is office. Hermione too got up, but not before taking her cup of tea that had mysteriously refilled itself, and a biscuit from the plate. She had lessons to plan… and figure out how to integrate the sleep request into her timetable.

Things it seemed were going well enough for his plans. He had gotten into a row with Ron about Hermione and the change in his electives the very next day and somehow managed to remain friends with the red haired Weasel. Harry wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.

The change in electives went over very well and professor McGonagal who said that this kind of change was very common though usually students shifted from a challenging elective to an easier one and not the other way around as he had done. Incidentally his books for the new electives arrived on the same day that the rest of the student body had arrived. He had also spoken to Professor Lupin about classes for the Patronus charm to repel Dementors and had arranged for them to meet once a week every Saturday.

He had of course met Wood and Ron had blabbed about the Firebolt causing Wood to march over to Professor McGonagal's office who took the opportunity to tear him a new one. Some things never change! But it seemed that other things do as Harry and Neville quickly became extremely good friends thanks to Hermione, and through them he had also become good friends with Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot. He had also tracked down Cedric Diggory and quickly became friends with the 5th year Hufflepuff. Through him he had also spoken to the Hufflepuff's girlfriend Cho Chang who was very interesting to talk to and quite willing to talk now that it seemed that he was finally over the crush he had for the Asian Ravenclaw. Said Ravenclaw had also introduced him to her friends which included Su Li, Marietta Edgecombe, Anthony Goldstein, Michel Corner, and Terry Boot, all of whom, with the exception of 1 (cough Marietta cough) he became good friends with.

The Gryffindor-Ravenclaw match had also gone spectacularly well as did the party, though it was what happened after that was certainly interesting. You see after everyone had gone to bed and the house elves had cleaned everything up and there was no one around, the portrait hole creaked open and a ragged looking man dressed in black carrying a knife entered the room. Who walked slowly through the common room careful not to make a sound so that no one would notice him, unfortunately someone had. A simple raised wand under the invisibility cloak and a non verbal paralyzing charm later, Sirius Black lay on the floor completely still.

"Hello Padfoot!" said Harry as he discarded the invisibility cloak and advanced menacingly on the man. "I have been waiting a long time for to ensure that the man who betrayed me parents gets exactly what he deserves!"

With that he slowly took the dagger from Sirius's is hand and pressed it against his throat. "You see I firmly believe that the proper punishment for the man who led Voldemort to my parents is a life time is Azkaban, if not the Dementors Kiss and I for one am hoping to see that person get it!"

Sirius Black was currently sweating buckets as he looked at the face of his Godson, a person who he had sworn to protect with his life if necessary, a person who looked exactly like his best friend, his brother in all but blood, a face that was a complete mask of calm as he spoke promises of Sirius is worst nightmares and had the powers to make it a reality.

"So you see Sirius" said Harry as he removed the dagger from his throat "I am going to remove the body-blind-curse from you and then we are going to have a nice little chat about how you have completely ruined my plans for Pettigrew incarceration and your pardon!"

Sirius was shocked, completely utterly shocked. Harry knew? He knew about Pettigrew? He knew the truth? Yes shocked was mildly putting it, but the one thing he knew was that he would certainly listen to his godson before doing anything about the Rat! He felt the body blind lift and moved to stood up as Harry held both wand and dagger firmly at him.

"Simple instructions Sirius," said Harry menacingly "You will obey my rules unless you want us both sent to Azkaban. Rule 1, you will not speak unless spoken to and when you do you will speak softly. Nod if you understood!"

Sirius nodded and Harry gestured too a set chess board and the seats beside them. He quickly moved and took a seat as Harry grabbed the invisibility cloak before following him. Sirius knew why he had chosen this particular place to sit, unless you were looking directly at it you would never be seen and also any sounds in this area would not carry to the rest of the common room.

"My parents kept detailed journals and I found them in my vault! Their last entry was dated a day before Halloween so I am sure you can figure out why I believe that you are innocent" said Harry "Unfortunately while giving out a secret is not punishable mass murder is and you were unfortunately caught red handed. And considering the simple fact that you didn't get a trial the only thing that giving my journals to the ministry would accomplish would be making sure that they never see the light of day!"

Harry paused here to open a canister of water which he had with him and taking a good drink before offering it to Sirius who wordlessly declined.

"The only thing way to ensure you got your freedom would be the appearance and substituent interrogation of Peter Pettigrew which would not happen because the moment Wormtail decided to show his face the Ministry would treat him like a hero" said Harry "The Maurders map is in my possession so I can track the traitor's every move, unfortunately we have a bit of a situation at the moment because the most famous person in the wizarding world is currently having a chat with the most infamous person in the wizarding world in the Gryffindor common room during the dead of the night!"

"This whole situation is unprecedented!" said Sirius nodding his head "On one hand you are trying to get my freedom and proclaim to the world my innocence and on the other hand you have myself who is currently doing his best to kill the real traitor and ensure your safety… in this kind of a situation neither of us will be able to achieve our goals and Wormtail will be able to escape easily, so the real question is what do we do now?"

"I have an idea but we will need to be able to trust the other to do their part or else it won't work" said Harry

"Considering that I have no alternative to offer lets hear it!" said Sirius.

Harry leaned forward and started whispering his plan into Sirius is ear who was nodding

Hermione Granger had been noticing some serious changes in her friend Harry Potter recently. In her opinion she could only see him working on Arithmancy and Ancient Runes and on the latter much more than the former. Yet, true to his word his performance in all his classes was starting to improve dramatically, in fact she could safely say that beside the Ravenclaws and herself he was probably the most advance one in their age group. She had also noticed several behavioral changes when he spent time with her, though given the fiasco with the Firebolt she was sort of expecting that.

Harry it seemed, had also played a chess match with Ron every day of the week save Sunday for some reason, along with the occasional game of Exploding Snap. When Scabbers went missing and Ron shouted that Crookshanks had eaten him Harry had first gone to her, told her straight up that he believed that her cat had indeed eaten Ron's rat and that he in no way blamed her for it, or for defending her pet. Later when Ron awoke the entire tower claiming that Sirius Black was standing over his bed with a knife (which in fact turned out to be true) Harry had stood by Neville when it seemed that the entire student body turned their backs on him. When she (and from what she heard, Ron) asked him why he stood by Neville, Harry said that this was exactly like the situation when he was called the Heir of Slytherin and he was not going to turn his back on his friend because of a situation he had no control off.

The most surprising thing was when she had gone down to Hagrid's hut on the morning of April 21, when Hagrid bust out of his hut and proceeded to crush her in a hug. From what she could understand Harry had hired an advocate for the trial for Buckbeak and thanks to the advocate Buckbeak managed to get off. As soon as Hagrid let her go she rushed straight back to the castle and into the Gryffindor common room and trapped the boy-who-lived in a tight hug. Ron who's curiosity won over his determination to feel angry at Hermione asked her about her reaction and she told him that Harry had hired an advocate for Buckbeak's trial and thanks to that Hagrid managed to win the case.

After what seemed like a grand applause for Harry from Ron and herself they were back to not speaking to each other and using him as a mediator. That being said their exams were starting soon and they had to devote time to study and once again it seemed to her that Harry was concentrating on nothing but Arithmanty and Ancient Runes and yet she was willing to bet that he was as ready as he could get for all the other subjects. Soon enough it was May 6th, the day off their last exams when Harry seemed to disappear from the face of the earth. Try as she might she could not find him and he only showed up just in time for their exam with Professor Lupin, in which he managed to score full marks.

Earlier on that same day one Harry James Potter stopped at the giant statue of Slytherins head and concentrated for a second before he opened his mouth and in the language of the snakes, said "Slytherin!"

The giant statue's mouth opened and Harry walked inside, walked past the dead basilisk's nest and straight through a wooden door that led to a workshop. 3 separate well carved wands were placed on the table. The first had finely carved runes and had a slight rosy glow, the other 2 had been finely carved and hollowed for the core. Beside each stick was a cauldron which, beside the first, was filled with a bubbly red liquid. The first cauldron contained barely an ounce of a pure golden liquid.

Harry smiled, Salazar Slytherin as it turned out was a wand-maker, and probably one of the greatest to have ever lived. In fact it is widely believed that Ollivander's family is descended from him. When Harry first found this chamber a year after Voldermort's defeat he had immediately collected most off the stuff and brought them to Ollivander, however it seemed that he could not use it as every single book was written in the language of Pastletoungue which made Harry the only person who could read it. It was at Ollivanders insistence that he became the wand-maker's apprentice and learned all Ollivander could teach him before he resumed his preparation for his chosen career, to be an Auror.

Though it had been years since that time he still remembered it like it was yesterday and after his meeting with Sirius he went and acquired a freshly cut branch from the Whomping Willow and started crafting a wand for his godfather using Salazar technique's. When he looked back he realized that he had a lot more material left so he started crafting 2 more wands, one for Neville and a secondary wand for himself, and while Neville's and his wands were hardly ready, Sirius is wand was, and now it was time to add the final touches to it.

"Dobby" whispered Harry and with a pop the elf appeared. With a single nod the elf slowly took the middle wand and started carving pastletongue runes on it. Harry smiled, when he originally started this project he had no idea how he was going to carve the runes on the wands. Rune-crafting in general was a particularly delicate art and without the tempering of his body which he had yet to go through, it would be near impossible to craft the runes onto the wood. He had found an answer later when he was going to Slytherins library, searching for the information needed to put a stop to Hermione's SPEW before it even began. He had found what he was searching for, along with a whole lot more.

Taking the rosy wand in his hand Harry pointed at the cauldron with his phoenix wand. The ounce of pure gold liquid rose up and flew into the incomplete wand filling it almost completely. Then he pointed his wand to a nearby table and a 13 inch long tail hair of a grim, Sirius is Animagus form to be precise, rose up and flew into the incomplete wand causing the golden liquid to be filled to the brim. Then finally Harry put down his wand and took the handle which he made from a bowtruck's claw and fitted it over the wand before saying "harmonia nectere passus… Harmonia Nectere Passus… HARMONIA NECTERE PASSUS!"

There was a brilliant glow of red and gold around him at the end of those words, before it finally died down. The wand now had a rosy tint too it but otherwise looked the same as it did before, with the exception of the newly added handle of course. He put the wand down and slowly rapped it in a bit of old parchment before tucking it into his cloak. Walking over to a third table he looked into a cauldron of boiling water, where the core for both Neville's wand and his own was bubbling. From the way it looked, it would be done when he returned in September.

Saying goodbye to Dobby he quickly made his out off the Chamber remembering the plan which he had in place, Amelia Bones was present, along with the examiners for the OWL's and with them as witnesses, hopefully everything would go as plan. Praying that it would he quickly and quietly made his way towards Professor Lupin's exam!

Harmonia Nectere Passus -come together in harmoney

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