Harry found himself standing inside King's Cross station in his eleven year old body. He remembered this incident. This was when Hagrid had left him all by himself and had vanished in thin air without telling him how to get to platform 9¾. But why was he back? How could that be possible?

He remembered jumping off his broom and out of the Room of Hidden things with Draco and the throwing the horcrux in the fire. Then he felt a glow surrounding him and then he woke up in a large room for a moment and now he was here. What was going on? Had he travelled back in time? Like he did in his third year? Could that be possible? But if son, then why was he in his eleven year old body? And what happened to the battle he was fighting? Who won?

Making a mental note to think all of it over, he started making his way towards the platform 9¾. He would have no need to ask someone this time. It was really embarrassing the last time when he had asked a muggle security guard about the platform. But before he could reach to platform nine and ten, he saw Hermione running towards him. What the heck? He remembered not meeting her until getting on the train. Why would she run at him? Also, her face looked extremely worried and terrified.

"Harry! Tell me you remember everything of the battle?" she asked as she tackled him with a crushing hug.

"Hermione? You mean, you too, I mean, time travelled?" Harry asked.

"It looks that way. But I think that something what has happened to us. I reached here an hour ago, just like I did on my first day to Hogwarts. Didn't want to miss the train," she said sheepishly.

"How did this happen to us?" Harry asked.

"I don't know but I swere I will try and find out. But listen, I need to tell you something," Hermione said.

"What?" Harry asked.

And with that, she began to tell him her confrontation with Ron and Dumbledore in the Chamber of secrets. Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. The one he had accepted as his best friend had betrayed him. Like Wormtail had betrayed his parents to Voldemort.

"What shall we do now then?" Harry asked.

"For starters, don't come in the eye of the Weaselys. Since we still have enough time, we can go and sit in a train together. Sit on the first compartment and don't respond to the Weaselys at all," Hermione said.

Harry agreed to that and as they made their way towards platform nine, they stopped. Molly Weasely was looking around like an eagle, as if searching for something. Every once in a while, she said 'muggle' word loudly.

"Looks like it is far more deeply planned than we thought," Hermione said. "Do you know the disillusionment charm?"

"Yeah. But you are not suggesting me to actually use magic here, are you?" Harry asked. "We can get caught."

"Nothing will happen. It's first September and every year, a few first years, especially muggleborns do accidental magic inside the station with their wands. We will be excused, if we are caught, which won't happen," Hermione said.

Harry looked at her in awe.

"Don't look at me that way. I learnt it in one of the books. I wanted to get a nice job in the ministry after we graduated Hogwarts," Hermione said.

Harry didn't say anything. If Hermione had 'read' it, it would be true. So, not thinking much about it, Harry took out his wand and so did Hermione and they both flicked it and changed their looks. For more security, they also applied a notice-me-not charm on each other. Once done, they simply walked towards the barrier and crossed it. They both heard Molly saying something about Harry. They both just smiled at that. Thanks to the disillusionment charm, Harry's scar was also hidden and no one bothered him unlike the last time.

As planned, they both got inside the train and sat in an empty compartment. They thought if they sat together, Ron would probably not get inside. Because that was not how their 'plan' was to manipulate Harry.

The train gave a final whistle after twenty minutes and started moving. Ron was nowhere to be seen when Hermione indicated towards the platform and Harry saw as Molly was running along with Ron to get him on the train. It appeared as if the twins and Percy were already on board. Unfortunately, Ron boarded as well, just in time before the train left the platform. Harry and Hermione both saw how Ron and Molly had searched for compartments before Ron climbed in. They saw a frustrated look on the Weasely matriarch's face. They didn't care.

"Alright, I think now he will try and come inside if he finds us. I think it will be better if we remain under the disillusionment charm," Harry asked.

Hermione agreed and soon enough, Ron trotted in. He opened the compartment gate and looked at the two who occupied it. His face fell when he saw them. Muttered a sorry which neither of the two heard and then he left the compartment.

"That was easy," Harry said and they both removed each other's charm. Ten minutes later, the compartment doors opened once again and this time, a boy, their age, with messy hair, a bit more messier than Harry peeked in. He looked at the two of them for a moment and then cleared his throat in the nicest way possible.

"Um, excuse me. I was looking for a place to sit but everywhere else is full most of them that have spaces are occupied by some bullying seniors. Would you mind if I sit with you guys?" he asked.

Harry looked at Hermione who nodded.

"Not at all," Harry said and shifted to make space for the boy. "I am Harry Potter."

"I am Gohan Son. It is nice to meet you. This is my first time in this world," he said.

"You are a muggleborn?" Hermione asked. "I'm sorry. I am Hermione Granger. And I am like you, I mean magical child to non magical parents. It is nice to meet you." She brought her hand forward which Gohan shook with a red face. Hermione smiled at that.

"So how did you react when you first came to know you were a wizard?" she asked.

"Honestly, I remained calm. I have experienced things far strange than magic. But yes, I was surprised when I found out that I was magical," Gohan said. "Are you okay?"

Hermione turned to look at Harry who suddenly turned to normal. She knew he was angry on Ron and Dumbledore after what Hermione had told him they both had done to her in the Chamber.

"I'm fine. It's just a stomach ache," Harry said.

Gohan knew he was lying. He could read minds after all, thanks to Piccolo. But he didn't push Harry to tell the real reason. He first needed to strengthen his friendship.

"So," Hermione broke the silence," Excited for the new world?"

"I guess so. You didn't say anything about being muggleborn. Were you magical already? I mean, you have magical parents?" Gohan asked.

Harry's face fell but Gohan knew why. Still he pressed.

"Is something wrong?" Gohan asked.

"Um, actually, Harry's parents died when he was just a year old," Hermione said.

"I am so sorry to hear that," Gohan said.

"It's alright. I have gotten used to this. And to answer your question, no. I didn't know I had magical parents. I live with my aunt and uncle who, for the eternity, until now, told me that my parents were worthless people. I didn't even know I or they were magical until last week when Hagrid gave me the letter," Harry said.

"Hagrid?" Gohan asked.

"He is the groundskeeper at Hogwarts. You'll love him. He's a nice guy," Harry said but he thought whether Hagrid was involved in Dumbledore's schemes or not.

The three talked more about each other's lives. Gohan refrained from speaking much from his background, afraid that he might speak something that wasn't necessary. Then came the candy trolley and Harry bought enough for everyone. Gohan was perplexed at the amount he saw Harry had with him. Harry then told him that his parents were one of the richest people of thee magical world.

"I also heard that students were sorted in different houses?" Gohan asked.

"That's right. There are four houses in Hogwarts: Gryffindor, the house of the brave. Ravenclaw the house of the intelligence. Hufflepuff, the house of loyalty and finally, Slytherin the house of cunningness. I'd rather be a Gryffindor or any other but Slytherin," Harry said.

"What's wrong with Slytherin?" Gohan asked.

"Nothing personal. It's just that most evil witches and wizards come from Slytherin," Hermione said. "And they are racist."

"I didn't get that," Gohan said.

"She means in the magical world, most pureblood families, that is, those families whose generation is magical, like me, think that muggleborns are a problem to our world. They consider muggleborns a problem, a low being from them," Harry asked.

"That's not good," Gohan said.

"It isn't," Harry said.

Gohan thought this talk was not going anywhere so he tried to apply something else.

"Hermione, you said you are a muggleborn, like me. How do you know so much about the magical world?" Gohan asked.

"She just read all the books she could lay her hands on after she found out that she were a witch," Harry said and grinned.

Hermione gave him an amused glare then turned to look at Gohan. "He's actually right. I love reading," she said.

"Then I think you would probably be sorted in Ravenclaw," Gohan said.

"What about you? In which house would you want to go?" Harry asked.

Gohan thought for a while. "I don't know. You said Slytherin is a house for evil so I definitely won't want to go there. Others will do fine, I guess. But it would be better to go in that house where I knew someone already, like you or Hermione. I heard some students talk when I went to Diagon Alley that these houses are like a family to us while we are at Hogwarts," Gohan said.

"You are right on that one," Harry said with a smile. He had already come to like this new guy but who was he? Harry knew Hermione was thinking the same thing as well. Gohan wasn't with them in the previous timeline. The best explanation Harry could give right now what that all this was happening due to the paradox that might've been created when they came back in the past. Yes, that could be a valid reason.

Finally, after a ten hour journey, the train finally came to a stop and Harry and Hermione accompanied Gohan as the three got off the train and went over to Hagrid who was calling all the first years. Hagrid smiled when he saw Harry. But he smiled at every other student as well. Maybe Hagrid had been manipulated by Dumbledore after all. If they could do it to him by being in their first year, then Dumbledore could definitely do that far more easily. Hagrid's noble and gentle nature had made him a target for Dumbledore's manipulations. That old hag had made Hagrid go and talk to the giants during his firth year. When Hagrid had returned, his face and body were filed with wounds and bruises. And the giants had also not agreed to Hagrid's words to join Dumbledore. The best reason to answer the 'WHY' was that Hagrid was half giant. And giants, as far as Harry's experience had told him, were a little thick headed. Heck, even Hagrid's mother had disowned him because he was a half breed. And Dumbledore, knowing that, had sent Hagrid to a death zone.

The three climbed the boat along with Neville. Harry and Hermione knew Neville was a good one. He was of pure heart so they thought to include him in their friendship from the first year itself. As the four crossed the Black Lake, Harry's eyes fell on a boat and he saw Ron sitting on it. Call it a good or bad luck, Ron saw Harry and his eyes went wide with shock. The red head probably would be thinking how he missed his chance with the Boy Who Lived.

Ron waved a hand towards Harry but Harry ignored it. Hermione was watching the whole incident from the corner of her eyes and she smiled when she saw Ron's face after Harry didn't answer to his wave.

Ron saw how Harry Potter had already made some new friends and he knew that his chance to put a first impression on the Chosen One was gone now. But he would not give up. If he failed in his mission, he'd be kicked out of Hogwarts. That meant he would not be getting any money from Dumbledore for his spying job and also that he will miss the chance to be in the school's Quidditch team. So he had to make friends with Harry. His instructions were clear: make friends with Harry and spy on him.

As Harry, Hermione, Gohan and Neville reached the shore; they got off the boat and formed a line as per Hagrid's instructions. Once all the students were out of their boats and in the line, Hagrid took them inside the castle and into the corridor leading to the great hall. McGonagall was waiting for the first years there. She maintained her firm composure on her face as she glanced at the students and then her eyes widened a little when she saw Harry Potter. She had seen him grow all those years in that hell of a house of Lily's sister. Dumbledore hadn't listened to her and had acted illegally and dropped Harry on that doorstep.

Once every single student was settled, she began to tell them about the sorting and how their houses will be like their family in the castle. Then she excused herself and went inside the great hall.

Malfoy took the moment and introduced himself to Harry and asked to be his friend. Harry saw that Draco was hesitating. How could he have failed to see it before? Draco had been forced by his father into all of this. But even now, Harry had no desire to be friends with Draco. That could jeopardise his and Hermione's plans. The two had discussed that they would do what was necessary and then they would leave the magical world.

So, Harry tried and succeeded in avoiding Draco's offer in a friendly way. Draco was obviously surprised at this but before he could do or say anything McGonagall came back and he had to back away. The deputy headmistress then took the children inside the great hall. Every eleven year old, save for Harry, Hermione and Gohan, admired and looked around the great hall with awe. They were stopped right in front of a stool. Gohan was beside Harry and Hermione the whole time. Neville was lost in the crowd after they had boarded off the boats at the shore.

Hermione and Harry had secretly talked about Gohan. They were confused and were in doubt as to why Gohan was there in this timeline. They didn't know him. He wasn't back in their timeline. They would've known it otherwise. So, as per Hermione's suggestion, they decided that they needed to find out about this new boy and the best way of that would be to befriend him.

As the sorting process began, Hermione's name came first among her, Harry and Gohan. Harry kept a hand on her shoulder and gripped it slightly. Hermione looked at him and then smiled. They had planned to choose Gryffindor because of Harry's experience that the sorting hat also considered the students' choice.

Hermione walked over and sat on the stool and soon enough, the hat was placed by McGonagall on top of her head.

'Hmm. What do we have here? A time traveller?' the hat thought in her head.

Hermione's eyes widened. 'You know about it?' she thought.

'Of course. I am sitting on top of your head and I can see everything that's going under that skull,' the hat thought back. 'And it was your choice to come back? Again? What is it that you are trying to hide from me? I can promise to keep it a secret from everyone if that's what you are worried for,' the hat thought.

'If you really can keep that promise of not revealing this secret, then I'll tell you,' Hermione thought back.

'Tell me,' the hat asked.

'We are here to save the magical world from someone very very dangerous,' Hermione thought back.

'We? How many of you are there?' the hat thought.

'Just me and a friend of mine. You will know him when you will sit on his head. But will you help us in achieving our goal?' Hermione asked.

'As I am a creation of Godric himself, I would wish nothing more than to see this world live in peace and harmony. Tell me what you and your friend need. I will try and do my best,' the hat thought.

'It's nothing much. I just need you to sort some pupils in some houses,' Hermione thought.

'I see that could be a problem,' the hat thought.

'No. It isn't. in my timeline, you gave a choice to my friend to select a house for himself. He told that to me. And I can easily presume that was nothing for you,' Hermione thought back.

'Say their names and the houses and I will see what I can do,' the hat thought.

'My friend, well, he will tell you his choice of house. But for me, I want you to sort me into Gryffindor,' Hermione thought.

'But you have the intelligence of a Ravenclaw. But wait, I can also see courage and bravery in you, too. So, alright. I will sort you in Gryffindor. What about the others?' the hat asked.

'One of them is Ron Weasely. We want you to sort him anywhere but Gryffindor,' Hermione said.

'Hmm. Alright. But I don't know whether you know this or not. But that will create a scandal. No Weasely has ever been sorted outside of Gryffindor,' the hat thought with surprise.

'I guess you will see his nature once you sit on top of him,' Hermione thought.

'Alright. Name the second one,' the hat thought back.

'His name is Gohan Son. We don't know anything about him because he wasn't there in our timeline from where we have actually come. So, we need to know what he is doing here. we do have a thought that he might be here because of some paradox that might have been created because of me and my friend travelling back in time but we don't want to let this go. So, we want you to sort him in Gryffindor,' Hermione thought.

'Hmm. I see. Anything else?' the hat thought.

'No. That's it,' Hermione responded.

'Alright, then.' "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled and the Gryffindor table applauded loudly.

Hermione jumped off the stool and headed for her house table, en route, giving a nod towards Harry. She also saw Gohan through the corner of her eyes but he caught her gaze. She flushed a little when he looked at her and then removed her eyes from him. she took her place beside the twins, probably the only among the Weaselys who were nice.

"Blimey! Granger, that took some time for you to be sorted out," Fred said.

"Thank you, Fred," she responded with a smile.

Fred backed away from her. He looked at her with narrowed eyes. then he turned towards George who had also heard what Hermione just said.

"You know my name?' Fred asked.

"U-huh. I even know yours, too, George," Hermione said.

"Hear that, Freddy? She knows about us. How come, if we may ask you, o wise Ms Granger?" George asked.

Hermione snickered then looked at him.

"You both are quiet popular for your pranks," she said.

"Georgey! We just got ourselves complemented by a newly muggleborn first year!" Fred said.

"Where are your feet, o wise one?" George said and looked under the table.

"You don't need to do that at all. But let's be friends. I think I and my friends will need your help in the near future," Hermione said and then brought her hand forward.

The twins shook hands with her when they heard Harry's name being called.

"Did McGonagall just say 'Potter'?" Fred asked as he looked towards the stool.

Hermione looked up as well while many of the students started whispering all around the great hall. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Dumbledore looking up from the staff table and towards the stool, where Harry just arrived. The old wizard smiled a little as he saw the bespectacled boy sitting on the stool. Hermione fumed at Dumbledore's sight. He was the real reason she and Harry would've been dead if they had not come back in the past somehow.

Harry sat on the stool and let McGonagall put the hat on top of his head.

'Hmm, I never thought you would be the friend to Ms Granger. So, Gryffindor?' the hat thought.

'Yes. Also, please sort Gohan in Gryffindor as well. We need to know him for better,' Harry thought back.

'Don't worry, Mr Potter. Your intelligent friend has already discussed those things with me. She will definitely be a wise and bright witch of her age,' the hat thought.

Harry smiled and let the hat do his work.

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled and the entire Gryffindor table rose up on its feet and applauded loudly.

"We got Potter! We got Potter!" the twins shouted.

Percy clapped as well but then he came in his prefect mode and started quieting down the Gryffindor table.

Harry jumped off the stool and walked towards the Gryffindor table and sat beside Hermione. Neville was sitting facing him on the other side of the table. "Congratulations, Harry," Neville said slowly. He was happy he had made some friends in Hogwarts. He was so terrified to come here.

"Thanks, Neville. And congratulations to you for being sorted in Gryffindor," Harry said.

"I am surprised at that, you know. A boy like me, getting sorted in Gryffindor. It is like an impossible thing being happening," Neville said.

Harry just smiled at his friend. Though Neville didn't know it yet, he had changed drastically into a more matured and a warrior like kind of a person back in his timeline. It was hard to see Neville's shy composure back again.

"Harry!" Hermione got her attention. "See."

Harry looked away from Neville and towards the stool. It was Gohan's turn.

Gohan walked over to the stool and sat on it. McGonagall placed the sorting hat on top of it and the hat suddenly gripped its brim tightly around Gohan's head.

'Another time traveller? But the girl told me there were just two,' the hat thought inside his head.

'You can read my mind?' Gohan asked.

'Don't play with me, boy. I know exactly that you know about me. Now, I can read your entire mind but that will take time, which I obviously don't have right now. So why don't you explain. Or should I expose you?' the hat said.

Gohan remembered Dende telling him about the hat. It was safe to tell things to it.

'Alright. I have been sent here to protect Harry and Hermione,' he thought back.

'Hmm. Interesting. Care to explain more?' the hat thought.

'I will. But promise me you won't tell them that I have been sent here to look after them,' Gohan requested.

'Your heart is pure so you are a good person. I promise you that I won't reveal the best of me,' the hat thought.

'Thank you. I was send here with them. It was the wish of Harry's parents and his godfather, Sirius black. In their timeline, Sirius Black died in Harry's fifth year. And I presume you know about the fate of his parents? The two were fighting the battle against Voldemort when Harry and Hermione found out that they were betrayed by that very person whom they thought as their idol. I won't reveal you his name because you will soon come to know about him.

'At the brink of their death, the Guardian of Earth and King Yamma, the guardian of the other world, brought the two back in time along with me. I am here to assist them in their mission and I think the best way to do that is by being their friend,' Gohan thought back.

'Well, you are lucky in that spot, Gohan because Harry and Hermione have wished for you to be sorted in Gryffindor with them,' the hat thought.

'Why?' Gohan thought back.

'Because you were not present back in their timeline and so they are growing suspicious towards you. They want to know about you and they think the best way to do it will be what you think for yourself,' the hat thought.

'By being friends to me,' Gohan deduced.

'Exactly. Now, I think I will have to sort you?' "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled.

Claps were heard from the Gryffindor table and Gohan saw Harry and Hermione were clapping with enthusiasm. He jumped off the table and walked towards them. Harry had already saved a seat for him and so he sat beside him. He was now sitting sandwiched between Hermione and Harry.

"Welcome to family, Gohan," Harry said.

"Well, if that's like that, then it's good to be home," Gohan said and smiled at him.

A few more students were sorted in separate houses but Harry and Hermione were desperately waiting for one particular boy.

"Weasely Ronald," McGonagall called the name from the list and Fred and George, along with Percy, looked up towards the stool. It was their moment. But if everything went according to the plan, then the Weasely clan was in for a shock.

Ron walked confidently towards the stool and sat on it with a confidant smile. He waved towards the twins but Harry thought that the wave was directed to him.

The hat was placed on his head.

'Ah! Another Weasely! You just don't stop coming and coming. Do you?' the hat thought inside his head but Ron stayed silent. 'But I see that you are quite different from the rest of your siblings, boy. There's hate, jealousy and bit darkness inside you. You are coward as well.'

'Just say that I am in Gryffindor,' Ron thought back. There was a confidence in his thoughts as well.

'I am sorry, boy but I have to be impartial towards the sorting. And you are not a candidate for Gryffindor.'

Ron's eyes widened a bit but before he could say or do something, the hat had yelled his house's name.

"Slytherin!"