A/N I may have changed a few bits that I'm not 100% sure if they are canon or not but I'm trying to stay as close to cannon as one can in a story like this.

Harry's eyes fluttered open and his head ached and he felt stiff, he must have slept very deeply. And what a dream it was, Dumbledore dreams always made him feel ready to face the day. He sat up from where he sat and stretched, trying to loosen his stiff muscles. And that was when he noticed, noticed the envelopes and time turner that he was still clutching in his hands. His eyes widened and his hand gripped them even tighter. A giant grin spread across his lips, it may very well of been a dream, but it was going to happen, he was going to see them, all of them. It took a lot of self-control, more than Harry knew he had in him, not to turn the time turner right then and there. He wanted to make the best of his time with them; he also didn't want to worry his friends whilst he was gone. Imagine that, three days after the end of the war and the hero of the hour goes missing.

He cringed inwardly at the word 'Hero', that's all people had been calling him since Voldemorts downfall and he hated it, as far as he saw it he hadn't done anything special, nothing that any others wouldn't have done. In truth he thought that everyone except him was worthy of that title, he had nothing to lose, he had no family anymore, everyone else had people depending on them, counting on them.

He set to work, finding things that he wanted to take with him when he met his parents. He grabbed a bag and threw in the cloak and the map, they always came in handy. He thought, what about his life did he want to tell his parents about? Everything was the honest answer. He needed to be more specific, he didn't need anything from the first 11 years of his lift, simply telling them that would be hard enough and it wasn't as if he even had anything from then.

It was all going to be from his time at Hogwarts, and what made Hogwarts so special? His eyes widened, his friends, they were his family, his new family. He gathered as many pictures of them as he could, and mused that over the past year his dormitory had been left pretty much untouched. He had the picture of the Weasley's from when they went to Egypt, a picture of him and Ron in their Quidditch uniforms, him Ron and Hermione laughing and smiling at Christmas, them with Neville and Luna at Bill and Fleurs wedding. Him and Ginny, with them both smiling and her giggling as he kissed her cheek, this was one of his favourites. These were just a few of the many photos he had, packed, including his most prized one, the one of his parents that he had been given by Hagrid in his first year.

What else, he mussed? He thought of something, the limited edition chocolate frog cards they had released of him and his parents. He made sure he had four of each; he wanted to be able to give them something to physically remember him by. Then he found his latest copy of Quidditch weekly in his bag, his Dad would enjoy reading that. And the golden snitch that had had the stone hidden inside, he pushed his lips against the cold metal and the same words appeared, a small smile crept across his lips again, that was the last time his parents spoke to him, this time he would be able to touch them, hug them, that's all he had ever wanted.

Harry wanted to write them each a letter, telling them a few things, so they could look back at it once he was gone. He found a quill, ink and parchment and sat down to write the four hardest letters ever written. He started with Lupin, there was an easier starting place there.

Dear Remus Lupin,

You were the first person I met who knew what my parents were really like. You came to Hogwarts in my third year and became my DADA professor. You taught me how to produce a patronus, you helped me overcome the death eaters, you taught me that chocolate is the cure for everything. I know about your furry little problem and I have never thought anything less of you because of it, in fact it makes you even more amazing. There are a few bits about your future you should know, you get married, and to someone who doesn't care about the lycanthropy, she spent years chasing you, trying to make you believe that she loved you. And you have a son, who is the most amazing little boy in the world and is my godson. Remember not to give up because of what you cannot control, you inspire me.

Your faithful friend,
Harry

Harry slipped a photo of Remus, Tonks and Teddy into the envelope with the letter and sealed it. One down, three to go. Sirius next. Harry put his head in his hand as the image of him slipping through the veil passed through his head and the familiar pang of guilt overtook him. He shook his head and released himself from the trance-like state.

Sirius,

You are my godfather. You weren't around for the first 14 years of my life (which I wont goover with in a letter) but once you entered it I was changed completely, you were the only father figure I ever had and taught me that it was okay to be angry and upset for the hand that life had dealt me. I only got to know you for one short year but during that year I found myself a family. You gave your life to save mine and I will be eternally grateful. I love you.

Your Godson,
Harry

Harry sealed this in an envelope and bagged that too. He still has the two hardest letters left to write and he had no idea where to start. He chewed his quill and began to write. 1 hour later and he was finally done and had the letters packed tightly in his bag, which he had had to expand to make room for all the items to show them as well as his clothes. With that he grabbed all that he needed and headed down to find Ron, Hermione and Ginny.

He found the couple first, cuddled up on the sofa in the common room, and surprisingly they looked like they had always been together. They didn't notice him at first as Ron looked like he had only just stopped crying. He drew closer and Hermione gave a squeal, jumped up and gave him a hug before noticing his bag, she raised a quizzical eyebrow.

'Where do you think you're going?' she asked in a voice a couple of octaves higher than usual.

How could he even begin to explain this, she would think it was a bad idea and would try and stop him leaving, he didn't want to lie to either of his best friends either. He decided he simply wouldn't tell them anything they didn't need to know before he got back.

'I need to get away for a while' Hermiones look told him he clearly wasn't off the hook yet. 'Everything that's happened in the past 7 years, it's completely consumed me and now it is over I have no idea who I am any more, I need to go find that out' he explained. Hermione still didn't look convinced but she nodded. Harry turned to Ron who hadn't said anything yet.

'I want to come with you' Ron finally spoke.
harry felt horrible that he couldn't take them with him, 'This is one thing I have to do on my own mate. But I promise I will tell you everything as soon as I get back' he explained
'How long?' Ron mumbled, clearly just as unconvinced as Hermione but letting it go.

'Two weeks and I'll be back'
'Alright mate, you better bring us some pretty awesome gifts' he laughed, getting back a bit of that typical Ron-ness.
'I want you two to see me off, I'm going to find Ginny before I leave, meet me in the great hall in 1 hour' as he finished he left the common room.

He look out the Marauders map and searched it for Ginny, he found her in the corridor outside the prefects bathroom. Stuffing it back in his bag he hurried of to her, and was there in a few minutes. He could see her from the other end of the corridor and couldn't help but run towards her. 'Ginny!' he called as he neared her. Her head shot up and she looked straight into his eyes, stood up and ran the last few meters, straight into his arms and they embraced. He kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him and kissed him, with all the emotions of the past week pouring out in that one kiss. Eventually the pulled apart and he explained to her the same as he explain to Ron and Hermione. She burst into tears but also understood why he needed to go.

50 minutes later and walked hand in hand into the great hall and saw Ron and Hermione stood there, waiting. Ginny joined them, and with a kiss atop of her head he stood back said goodbye and turned the time turner once.