CHAPTER ONE - A FLASHBACK

Disclaimer: Guess what? I don't own Harry Potter! Every credit goes to that marvelous woman who goes by the name of J.K. Rowling.

PLOT: Harry Potter, after years of peace in the new world he managed to create after Voldemort's definite death in the Hogwarts Final Battle, now heads into a new adventure, not exactly willingly, and will try to save the world, again.

A/N: Here's my first update! I originally didn't plan to write this chapter, but I figured these things should be clear since the beginning, so I decided to post it as Chapter One! It was kind of difficult to write, as it was completely improvised, and it is short, so forgive me ;) I ask forgiveness in advance again for my grammar, and this one will look particularly bad as I didn't proof-read it: I wanted to get it out of the way soon.

ENJOY!

August 26, 2021.

A blurry image crossed Harry's eyes. It kept moving from left to right, and then right to left. It was giving him headache, but it was getting clearer every second. It was a man. A man he knew.

"Harry... Harry..." it, or he, murmured. The voice was distorted, sounding like it came from very long away. "What... What do you want from me?"

"Harry... Harry..." he repeated, before Harry was switched off to another place. To another whole bunch of places, actually, which constantly changed.

First he saw his house, Grimmauld Place, full of people he didn't know, although one looked very much like his dead godfather, Sirius. Then the Hogwarts's Great Hall, full of students, much more than he had ever seen in his school years. Suddenly, it changed to the Gaunts' house, a place he had only seen in memories. After that he only had the time to hear a scream and dark collided into the images...

"Harry! Harry!" screamed Ginny. "Are you ok!"

"What? What happened? Where?" he asked, allarmed, while getting up from his bed, looking at his wife. "Where was I?"

"You were right here! Sleeping with me! Bad dream, was it?"

"Yeah... I guess so," he told her, getting back to sleep, relieved.

But was it really a dream? It looked so real, yet strange. It was like when... Like when he still had the connection to Voldemort. What if...? No, it couldn't be. He was dead. Forever.

Or that's what he hoped.

-DIFFERENT DIMENSIONS-

August 31, 2021.

"JAMES SIRIUS POTTER! I swear you won't get away with this one!" screamed Ginny, while Harry laughed at his wife's face.

James, Harry's and Ginny's eldest son, now 17, escaped from his mother's 'claws' with luck. He had just played the last summer prank and the victim was the only one who hadn't suffered his attacks since then: his mother.

Ginny was fully covered of white Muggle glue, which destroyed the new robes she had just bought some days before in Diagon Alley. She didn't know if pick on Harry, who was still laughing, or James, the house pranker.

"HOW DARE YOU!" she managed to scream before the prank was fully completed. The window next to her opened by magic and a soft breeze came through it. The hot breeze caused the glue to solidify. Ginny couldn't move. She could actually barely breathe.

"James, where are you going?" asked Harry, mischievously, achieving to stop his son from leaving the room. "Can you please teach me that breezing spell?"

"Sure," murmured James, slowly walking to his dad. He didn't know what was coming, but he did know it wasn't any good. He showed Harry the spell he was taught by Teddy (Lupin).

"Cool!" exlaimed Harry. "I wonder if I can try it... Do you mind?"

James walked near the window, just next to his mother, while looking at his feet. What was his father planning? In the meanwhile, Harry opened the window and casted the breezing charm. Silently, he added a freezing charm. James became ice in less than a second.

"ALBUS!" called Harry, waiting for his younger male son to enter the room. "Last day of summer present! You get to play with James's nose. Please make sure it ends looking so bad that Lydia breaks up with him."

With a grin, Harry then left the room, so he could get ready for the End Of Summer dinner, forgetting for a while the problems that constantly crossed his mind in those days.

-DIFFERENT DIMENSIONS-

"DINNER'S REAAAADY!" shouted Hermione.

"Finally..." joked Ron, getting a punch as an answer from his wife.

Everyone, from Ginny to Molly, left the house and settled themselves in the big dining table just outside The Burrow, getting ready, especially Ronald, for the usual dinner at the Weasleys', before the start of the new school year.

When they were already going through the dessert, Ron approached his seat neighbor, with his mouth full.

"Hoy Horry, Giunnuy tuold mue you were hoving bod drueams oguain!" he told him, spitting a bit of pudding.

"C'mon Ron! Finish eating before you talk!" he exclaimed, dodging some icing.

"Sorry," he said. "I meant, Ginny told me you were having bad dreams again!"

"Yeah, sort of..." he admitted. "But it's not like, you know, when- when he was alive... The connection is stronger, but it's not painful... And the dreams, they are strange..."

"Strange?"

"Yes," he nodded. "I see places, real places, and it looks like I am, in a passive way, there. They are blurry, but I managed to recognize Hogwarts, Grimmauld Place, the Gaunt's house, and er, other places... I saw the graveyard where Cedric died too, some nights ago..."

"Which oth-"

"SOMEONE HAS AN ANNOUNCEMENT!" shouted Molly Weasley, standing up, along with Teddy Lupin. "Go on Teddy!"

He smiled, as soon as everyone turned to look at him. "Emm, yes, I do have an announcem-"

"YEAH TEDDY!" yelled James, encouraging his embarassed friend.

"Yes... I am pleased to announce that I'm getting married in December. With Victoire. Oh, and Molly, you'll have the pleasure of organizing the wedding here at The Burrow," he added, anticipating Molly's request.

The table exploded in a round of applause, as Victoire ran to kiss him. Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance, remembering the day, years before, when it was Harry to announce a wedding, theirs.

The night went on with a lot of hugs and with Teddy at the centre of the attention. Harry and his family hugged him and everyone else goodbye before leaving home. He managed just in time to avoid other questions from Ron, and left by Floo.

-DIFFERENT DIMENSIONS-

"Harry... Harry..." murmured the voice he had been hearing to for 5 consecutive nights. "Harry... Harry... Help us... We need your help..."

The pitch black image he had been looking at abruptly changed. He was just above an oval room, where two men, probably wizards, were working on a curious... machine?

They were talking, and one of them looked very excited. He heard the echos of the voices, but he couldn't get a single word out of the conversation.

The man on the right, dressed with a long white robe, had taken his wand out and muttered some spellwork. A strong violet light caused the machine to enlarge, but the spell didn't look like an enlarging charm.

Everything seemed to freeze for some seconds, but then the room was filled by a big blue light. It blinded Harry for some seconds, maybe minutes, but when he could finally look back, everything was out of place. The two wizards were unconscious, full of wounds, on the ground, in two opposite sides of the room. Every single piece of paper or wood closet was cut or broken, and the machine no longer stood where it was. It was substituted by a dark blue magic ring, hanging in mid-air, which looked very much like the portal he had once seen in the Department Of Mysteries.

A moment later, he was in a Hogwarts hallway, the one which leaded to the headmaster's office. He walked onto it, and without saying any password, the door opened. He walked the stairs and entered the office.

It wasn't like the one he had seen multiple times, and on the walls he didn't see nor Dumbledore's portrait, nor Snape's, and not even Dippet's. Something was wrong.

The image changed again, then. He was in a place he didn't know, but just before him was a young woman, very similar to a man he knew too well. In her arms was a little baby, and she was singing a lullaby to him. Who were they? Why was he there?

Harry barely got to ask himself those questions that he was in another place. A young Tom Riddle, the one he had seen in the diary's memories, only with a much brighter, and happy face, was looking at him.

All of a sudden, everything disappeared. He was back in the dark of his sleeping chamber, and Ginny was sleeping silently next to him. However, he could see a bright light coming from outside the open door.

Leaving the bed, Harry slowly walked through his house's hallways, trying not to wake his family. The closer he got to the living room, the brighter was the light he saw. Once he was in front of the door that separated the main hallway and the common room, he noticed it was closed by magic. How could that be?

With an Alohomora the door led way, and standing in the center of the room, just above the table, was a shining blue ring, like the one he had seen in his dream.

Not being sure on what to do, he got closer to it, and could feel the energy it blasted out. He took some run-up, and jumped into it.

The moments that followed the dive into the ring seemed endless, as he was floating. He felt like he wasn't moving, but he knew he was slowly heading somewhere, and after some time he saw an ending to it. There was an other ring, and when he got through it, it took some seconds to realize that he was clearly falling on a big, apparently endless, corn field...

A/N: This is it! Sorry for the shortness again, and I promise next ones will be cooler, as soon as the story really starts to develop. I'm looking forward to write a lot this weekend, and hope the new chapter will be done by the end of it. Please review whether you like, hate, or would like to point out some major errors in grammar or other! :D