Chapter 2: Return in Time

"Can I help you?" I heard a voice ask from somewhere above me "...you open your eyes?" I opened them only to find myself in staring at a younger version of my grandpa.

It worked? It worked! But how well? Was what I thought "Sorry if I interrupted you." I said somewhat shyly. I had no Idea why I was suddenly shy around a man I had known my entire life.

"Not at all." Replied the old man smiling, "now why don't you sit in a chair" he said with a great amount of humor in his voice. That was when I realized that I was laying on the floor looking like I was trying to take up as much floor as humanly possible.

"That sounds nice," I replied getting up and sitting in a chair. The old man sat in his chair and waited for me to explain. "Sir I have something important to tell you. First, I need you to read this letter." With that I handed him the letter that was written by the Dumbledore from my time (he wrote it before he died). In the letter it explained a lot of things. When I saw that he was finished I asked him if he had any question.

"Questions? Yes, just a few. Will you answer them with the complete truth?" he said gazing over his half moon spectacles. After I nodded my agreement he continued "did Harry die?"

"Yes."

"How did I die?" My eyes glazed over and I had to look away from him for a second. Then when I looked back the tears were gone and I look determined.

"Severus Snape killed you. He saw there was no way to save you and he ended your suffering," was my answer to his question.

"I see. The letter says that you never attended Hogwarts as a student, that you were being tutored by the staff in every subject you chose. Which subjects were they and how much do you know?" he asked me.

"Well I took the basics, Potions, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, History of Magic and Charms. I also took, Legilmency, Occlumency, Healing, and Care of Magical Creatures," I started "as far as how much I know in those subjects, I was advanced in all of them. It also helps that I started as soon as I was able to hold a wand. I studied whenever I wasn't in a class. I became an animagus; I am very advanced in Potions, as well as, Transfiguration. I am nothing to scoff at when it comes to Defense either." I said preening slightly. That was all the truth and it was hard because of the reason behind it all. I felt my mind being pried into and I put up a wall immediately. "You don't have to pry I will tell you the reason I was so advanced in them. I was because I had to be. Voldemort wanted me because I have the gift of learning very quickly, not to mention the fact that I was your adopted daughter or grand-daughter. I was in constant danger even at Hogwarts so I needed to learn as much as I could as fast as I could so that if and when the time came I could protect myself."

"Ah, alright. Now than let's see what we are going to do with you?" he picked up the letter again, "I see that we are to give you an age reversal potion, one that hasn't been invented yet I might add. You are to attend Hogwarts as a fifth year student. Would you rather we have you sorted now or with the first years?" he asked me. I thought about it for a second.

"As far as the potion goes, there is only one in existence and it was tailor made just for me. It took a year for my Uncle Sev to perfect it. I have it with me, so there is no worries about that. As for the sorting, I would like to be sorted with the first years just because I never did get that chance. Also, if I may make a request," I waited for a sign to continue and he gave one, "well I was thinking maybe you could place me in the home of James Potter, Sirius Black or Remus Lupin. I mean we could ask their parents if it would be ok and we could tell them that I am an orphan or something like that."

"I happen to think that is a wonderful idea. However, I think Mr. Potter or Mr. Lupin would be the best choices for you to choose from seeing as how the Blacks are who they are and you are not a Pureblood." Dumbledore said with more than a little contempt for the family.

"In that case can it be Remus, please. I think his parents would be more easily persuaded, if you know what I mean." I said thinking about how they would gladly take me in as a personal favor to Dumbledore.

"I was thinking the same thing but I suppose that is to be expected being as how I raised you." He said somewhat smugly. I could only stare at him. It was odd how the man I loved as a father was not only alive sitting in front of me but he was joking as well. He never joked with anyone but me and Mini.

"Well you would have been lost when it came to me if it had not been for Mini and Poppy." I laughed heartily remembering the time I started my period and ran to him and he went straight to Poppy.

"Yes I suppose so," we laughed for a bit. "Well, why don't we get started on making you younger," he suggested.

"That sounds wonderful to me." I agree with him taking out a small phial that contained enough potion in it to make me only two years younger.

"Wonderful," he said smiling at me. "Well, what are you waiting for?" I grinned at him and drank the potion. I could already feel myself changing back into my fifteen year old self. My short black hair grew to the middle of my back and turned brown. My brown eyes grew back the sparkle they had before I had seen death, the sparkle of an innocent youth. I stayed at the same height, five feet and six inches, and my weight went back to a healthy thin and not the sickly thin that I was when I left my time. I looked healthy; I looked the way I did before the war started to affect me.

"So," I asked looking at me grand-dad. "How do I look?"

"You look marvelous, my dear, marvelous." He said smiling at me, "now then why don't we owl the Lupins." I beamed at him. After we sent the letter we made up my story. I was just recently made an orphan because of some illness. I was receiving private lessons in magic so I could stay at home and care for my family. After they died I had owled Dumbledore and asked for a place in his school. He decided to ask one family to take me in as one of their own. That was our story and we were sticking to it.

It was two days later that we were in my Grandpa's office waiting for the Lupins to arrive. I had spent the time I had been there with the old man. I hadn't realized at first how much I had missed him. I got to spend time with Mini as well. Unfortunately, they tested me in my subjects. They wanted to be sure that I was up to par, which I was. Actually, I was so far ahead of the rest of the soon to be fifth year students, that Mini wanted to have me take my OWLs and NEWTs the next day. Seeing as that would be counterproductive that didn't happen.

"Sir I was just thinking. Do you think that I would be able to tell Uncle Remie the truth?" I asked, "I have never been able to keep anything from him, I don't know how but he can read me like a book. It would just be easier that way"

"Well, I supposed you should then, but only Remus. By the way that is what you should call him, not Uncle Remie." He said with that infamous twinkle in his eye. There was a knock on the door, "I think that maybe you should go and wait in Mini's office for now I will send for you when we are ready for you, alright?" I only nodded and then left the room passing the Lupins as I went. I chanced a glance at Remus when I walked out. He looked somewhat worried and then I realized that we hadn't mentioned the reason for the meeting. Poor guy probably thinks he is getting kicked out, I thought.