YAY! I got the first chapter out after MONTHS of waiting cuz I had MAJOR writers block and it was really making me mad, so I just thunk it up and put it down! Okee…if you read the first chapter and the second chapter and saw that it transitioned very badly, then I'm sorry, but this will work better. I want to thank A-man for telling me that the first two chapters were a bit blunt, but it was VERY VERY helpful. THANK YOU! Okay, so here's the 2nd chapter, and it's gonna be longer to make up for the lost information that was in the original 1st chapter so you would understand it better. HERE WE GO!

Chapter 2 The Trip Back

The feeling of a snake gliding up one's legs is not exactly a good feeling, which is why Harry Potter awoke with a yelp when Salazar hit the door on the other side of the room because of the hard kick that was non-intentionally aimed at his head. Ssss…. Watch it Potter. You'll kill me.

Ssso? The nexxxt time you wake me up I will kill you.

Good Morning to you too, sssir. It's 4:00 PM.

Harry groaned and rolled of his queen-sized bed and hit the floor with a loud THUMP. With his face still on the floor, he reached up onto his side table and grabbed his wand to stuff it in his pocket. Then, he heard a tapping sound on the window where an owl was sitting on the windowsill carrying a pouch and a newspaper. Using all the little strength he could muster, Harry stood up and opened the window, taking the newspaper and giving the owl 5 Knuts for the delivery.

Ooooh…the evening newsss. Why do you get the paper anywaysss?

It updatess me on what'ss going on. Harry replied opening the paper as he went over to the kitchen table while sitting down and putting his feet up on the empty chair opposite him.

Ssss…I thought the only thing it doesss was ssay 'Good Evening' and proceedsss to tell you why it'ss not.

You pessimissst. Harry snapped back and went to the cabinet to retrieve his dinner, or breakfast in his case.

If you can't sssee the bright ssside of life, polisssh the dark ssside. Salazar retorted.

Harry had enough of this. Why don't you just make like dandruff and flake off?

I'm not the one with hair.

You're the one with ssskin that peelsss off. Harry came back with and continued making his dinner. Salazar slid out of the room hissing about how he ended up with someone like Harry who was always vulgar. Do you know what time we have to be at Hogwartsss, Ssalazar? Harry asked loudly so Salazar could hear him in the next room.

We? Does that mean that this old ssnake iss coming with you? I'd be happy to be there.

With your age you'd be happy to be anywhere Harry mumbled while setting his plate on the table. Yesss, you're coming with me. He spoke louder as Salazar came slithering into the room again. Go find yourssself ssome food and be back in a half hour. Just make sure you don't kill anyone'sss pet. The lasst time you did that I got a warning from the muggle policcce that if it happened again I'd have to ssend you to the zoo. Not that I'd mind, Harry added silently. Salazar slithered out into the hallway of the apartment and left Harry to change out of his wrinkly clothes from yesterday to get ready for the trip he was going to be taking in about 2 hours time.

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That evening, Harry set out for Ron and Hermione's own house to say farewell and to tell them where he was off to. Ron and Hermione had been engaged for a couple of months now, and had just moved in to a quaint little cottage just over the hill separating a muggle town and Hogsmeade. Their wedding date was set to be the next summer on August 16, and Harry was to be their best man. When Harry knocked on their door, it opened and a flustered Ron Weasley appeared with his hair in disarray and breathing heavily. His eyes widened.

"Hey, Hermione!" he yelled through the house. "It's Harry!"

In less than half a second, a pretty brown haired woman came rushing down the stairs and hugged him with all the strength she had and let go. "Come in, come in…" both of them ushered him inside.

Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Soon-to-be-Weasley had been Harry's best friend for 8 years now and were as close as any friends could be. Hermione had certainly grown up since the first time Harry had met her on the train. She used to have bushy, uncontrollable brown hair that reached to shoulder blades and her shoulders must have hurt from all the excess weight she had been carrying in her bag with all those books, but Hermione didn't turn out to be hunched. She grew up to be 5'6" with curly hair, and unbelievable curves in the right spots, while Ron was a whopping 6'4". Ron Weasley had the natural Weasley hair-bright red-and the classic freckles that went along with it. Harry never caught up with Ron, as he was 5'11 ½" and was mad that it was as tall as he was going to get. But whenever Harry saw Ron, he would sometimes get a glimpse of Ginny Weasley, Ron's sister and Harry's once loved girlfriend.

During the battle at Hogwarts, the night Voldemort fell for good, Death Eater Antonin Dolohov had killed her while Harry was taunting Voldemort with all seven of his horcruxes dangling from Harry's wrists and fingers. He didn't die that night, but with all the Order Members taken, it was almost as if his life was gone while he was still living it. There were others that fell alongside Ginny. Remus and Tonks died fighting, but not before marrying and having their first child that Mrs. Weasley had soon adopted and would hand over custody to Ron and Hermione once they were married. The boy's name was Romulus Lupin, and was born with the werewolf curse, but was given Wolfsbane right at birth and was cured immediately. He also ended up with the powers of his mother by being a metamorphmagus, always tricking Mrs. Weasley and driving her insane.

Harry spent only one hour there, because he had to be at Hogwarts at 6:00, right when the feast started because of McGonagall's orders. Ron and Hermione had listened to the story Harry had told them about the teacher in 1977, then telling them that it was him. They hadn't believed it at first, but when Harry showed them the phoenix that McGonagall gave him and why they couldn't write him for the next 10 months, they accepted it while Hermione nearly broke down at the news. She hugged him goodbye, Ron shook his hand and pulled him into a brotherly hug and all he said was. "Good luck."

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McGonagall was sitting at her desk looking through fake Durmstrang papers trying to find a fluke that Dumbledore wouldn't notice. After a couple minutes of silence other than the shuffling of paper, Hediwg flew through the window and landed on the perch where Fawkes once rested. Harry would be there soon, and predictably, there was a knock on the door. "Come in, Harry," she answered without getting up.

An out of breath Harry Potter came walking through the door while she said, "You're late."

"What? I got here two minutes early!" His mouth was slightly open as he shut the door and sat down.

"No, you are three minutes late. Sit up."

Harry huffed and he sat back further in the chair so it looked like he was sitting up more while the Headmistress explained what was going to happen. "These are fake teaching papers that I have made that has your fake name on it." She handed over the paper which read the name, 'Branimir Borislav. "The name is Bulgarian. Branimir means 'peaceful protection,' and Borislav means 'fame in battle.' As you can see, it suits you quite well. You go by the short name Bran, and that's all you need to know."

"That's it?" Harry asked with one of his eyebrows raised.

"Thank you for reminding me. I need to do a little charm on you. It changes your accent and you gain the knowledge of the Bulgarian language if anyone questions you." She pulled her wand out of the pocket inside her robe and muttered a few words. Harry felt his mouth reshape a bit and asked, "Did it vork? Oh, I guess it did." With this new ability, he found that he could roll his tongue, something that he could never accomplish before. After a few minutes of the noise that he was making, Professor McGonagall stopped him.

"That's enough Mr. Potter. Don't do that too much at Hogwarts or the students and your colleagues will think you odd." Harry smiled inside at his old professor, for he had never heard her say any words like that before. "All you have to do is touch your gold phoenix and say the spell, 'Absum ab invado vices cretum'

"Yes Professor," he responded smiling at the rolling of his R's. The Headmistress' smiles apparently weren't too rare anymore, for she gave him another one. Wow, two smiles in two days. That must be a record, Harry thought as he stood up. Professor McGonagall stood up and shook his hand saying, "Good luck." He took the hand shake and all of a sudden pulled her into a hug. "Only strangers shake hands, Professor." Once he let go, she smiled again and he rolled his tongue. "I've got to get used to dat."

She laughed quietly. "Goodbye Harry. Have fun with your students." Harry smiled back and grabbed the phoenix attached to the end of his wand and said, "Absum ab invado vices cretum!" Him and all his animals and belongings promptly disappeared.

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Harry Potter had arrived in the Forbidden Forest at approximately 6:21 on August 31st, 1977. He walked silently through the dark forest without making a sound; his eyes fixed straight ahead. 15 minutes later, he came to the end of the dark trees and looked up at the castle looming before him. He took a deep breath. "Here goes."