Chapter 4

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A/N: Thank you for reviewing and doing all that other stuff that you did. Because it is Thanksgiving, I am updating sooner. So enjoy this early chapter!

The water surrounded Harry's body wrapping it's self around him. Harry could feel it seeping into his skin and begin to pull him downward. Soon the lake became so dark that Harry could not see past his own nose and this worried him.

When he had fallen into the lake, he did not see Hermione or Neville. They seemed to have vanished.

Harry found that he was able to breathe in the water as if it was air. He soon began to see light beneath him and he felt him self being dragged down even faster.

"Oh Harry you look so thin" Harry's head turned in all directions as he looked for the voice that just spoke.

"It's so good to see you Harry sorry we weren't able to write." He recognized Hermione's voice and started looking for her. He saw nothing but inky blackness and the light below him that were beginning to get bigger.

"Yeah mate sorry Dumbledore made us promise."

"Dobby is glad to be helping the great Harry Potter!"

"Wotcher, Harry"

"Petunia remember my last!"

"Harry if I tell you to run will you do so? I will. If I tell you to hide, will you do so? I will." All these voices and more assaulted Harry's ears and he looked around for their source but he could find none.

Then after a moment or two, it dawned upon him. The voices were coming from below him. Looking down he saw that the lights below him had grown in size and they were reflecting memories that he had.

Harry kept falling down until he stopped right in the middle of all his memories. It was like looking into a pensive only you could not enter the memory.

They surrounded Harry and his ears were being assaulted by the voices in the memories until they suddenly stopped. Before him, there was a large white square with nothing in it. Harry reached out to touch it and it felt smooth devoid of any nicks or cracks and was cold and hard to the touch. Then color began to appear.

Black, green and brown appeared stretching out until it covered the whole thing. Then the details were added. To Harry it was like watching someone paint a picture and that was exactly what it was. In what used to be a blank white square there were dark green walls with a portrait hanging on one wall. There was a giant bed in the middle of the room along with an old lamp and two wooden dressers.

Harry continued to watch amazed at what he was seeing. What happened next astonished him even more. A male figure walked into the room and sat on the bed. Harry stared; the person looked very familiar to him. The figure lay down on the bed and closed his eyes. Harry gasped aloud as he saw him self lay down on the bed and close his eyes.

Harry reached out and touched it again, only this time it felt rough and hot instead of cold and smooth.

Then the oddest thing happened. His hand slid into the picture and stopped at his elbow. Harry tried pulling his hand out but he couldn't and the more he tried to pull him self free of what ever was holding him the more his hand slipped in. Soon his whole hand was in and Harry was beginning to get worried.

He then felt a tugging sensation and his whole body flew into the picture of himself lying down.

Harry felt sick. He was falling and he couldn't see a thing. There was a loud Boom and he felt him self grow weak. Then he stopped falling and landed in a heap on the floor. There were numerous crashes from nearby and Harry opened his eyes.

He could not see a thing. His vision was blurry and he tensed when he saw people were surrounding him. "Harry!" Shouted one of the figures. He could tell it was a man for the person's voice was deep and their footfalls were heavy.

Not giving the person a chance to get any closer Harry sprang to his feet and blindly swung his fist in the direction of the person. He hand connected and the person was sent flying back. "Petrificus Totalus." He heard someone shout and then he went rigid as a board, falling backward onto the ground.

Having only, the ability to blink and breathe Harry was grateful because someone slipped his glasses unto his face and he regained his eyesight. What the saw confused him a lot. Standing around him in a circle were people he knew to be dead. Remus, Sirius, Dumbledore, Molly and Arthur the twins, Hermione and Ginny.

For a moment, he could not figure out what was going on and then everything came rushing back to him. Images of his fight with Ron and Voldemort meeting his parents and Dumbledore telling them that they were going to be time travelling. Someone released the body bind and Harry slowly got up for his benefit because he was dizzy and very weak.

He heard a groan and turned to see Ron lying on the floor holding the side of his head. "Harry are you feeling alright?" Someone asked him.

He nodded and turned around slightly too fast because the world began spinning. He felt someone grab his arm to steady him. Harry looked around the room, which was in a mess. There were clothes and books all over the place and the bed along with the dressers were flipped unto their sides. "What happened in here?" Harry asked those who surrounded.

"We were just about to ask you the same thing Harry you just let your magic run loose everyone felt it from down stairs." Dumbledore told him.

He looked around the room thinking quickly he knew that he had done this but didn't want people to know anything so he lied. "I was having a vision about Voldemort." Harry paused thinking again. "He was torturing his followers because they failed their mission."

"I see." Dumbledore said. "His emotions must have influenced you causing the release of your magic." Dumbledore explained. "What was the mission?" Dumbledore asked curiously after a moments thought.

"I don't remember." Looking around the room, he spotted Hermione and their eyes locked together. She gave him a small nod that only he saw and he continued to look around the room. "Well just let me fix this mess and you may spend the rest of your time with your friends." Dumbledore flicked his wand and everything in the room sprang back into their original positions.

The adults filed out the room. Sirius lingered to ask if Harry was ok. Once he had assured Sirius that he was feeling fine Sirius left them alone. He turned around to face Ron and Hermione. Ron looked angry and Hermione on edge. "Sorry for hitting you Ron I just got a bit scared." The red head boy nodded and mumbled something that Harry could not understand and went back to nursing his head injury.

"Do you want to talk about it Harry?" Hermione asked him.

"No I just want to be alone." Harry told her. Hermione nodded and grabbed Ron's hand and dragged him out of the room. Harry sat down on the bed and closed his eyes.

He knew that today was August 31 and that he was going back to Hogwarts tomorrow for his fifth year of school. How he knew he did not know but he had began to make plans for this school year in his head, but the first thing he needed to do was talk to Hermione. He did not know what she remembered or how long she had come back.

Harry checked his watch and saw that it was nearly time for dinner. So he headed downstairs. Dinner was served and Harry sat between Sirius and Ron while Hermione was across from him.

Harry was becoming irritated because everyone was staring at him as if he might drop dead at any given moment. But he ignored them and ate. He stole a quick glance at Hermione and he found her staring at him. He broke eye contact when Ron started talking to him.

At first Harry was unwilling to speak to Ron but he reminded him self that this Ron had not betrayed them yet, so he made an effort and put up with the redhead and his shenanigans.

After dinner was over Molly chased all the kids out because an Order meeting was happening. Harry and Hermione all went up to their room. Ron had wanted to listen in on the meeting but Harry declined saying he was tired and Hermione just walked away from him.

Around 12 at night Harry got up from his bed and silently made his way down to the kitchen making sure to be extra quiet so that he would not wake anyone. The kitchen light was on and Harry sat down next to Hermione who was drinking tea. Pouring him self a cup he sat there with her in silence for a few moments.

Hermione set her cup down and turned to face Harry who did the same. "What do you remember Harry?" Hermione asked him.

"Everything." At this Hermione threw herself at Harry and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back and noticed that she was crying. He grasped her chin and lifted her head until she was looking at him. "What's the matter Hermione?" He asked her.

She dried her tears. "I'm just happy to see that you're still my Harry." She said to him. Her statement confused him but he let it go. She was still looking at him and he smiled at her before leaning down and kissing her.

His tongue licked her lower lip demanding entrance into her mouth and she obliged. Soon their tongues were locked in a battle seeking to gain dominance over the other and Harry won not that Hermione cared.

Soon the need for air was too great and they broke apart blushing and panting slightly. "We haven't done anything like that in a while." Hermione said in a breathless voice.
A stupidly grinning Harry just nodded.

After the two of them calmed down Hermione got serious again. "We need to talk about some things Harry."

"Yeah but I think that we should wait until we find Neville. Have you talked to him yet?" Hermione nodded and handed him a letter.

That's the exact same thing that happened to me" said Harry as he finished reading.

"Hermione do we tell anyone about this time travel thing that happened to us?"

"I thought about it and talked to Neville. He agrees that we should keep this to our selves, because I doubt that anyone would believe us." Harry nodded.

"Good thing that's out of the way. Now what about Ron?" Harry asked.

"What about Ron!" She asked icily.

"Do we try and keep him on our side or do we let him join Voldemort?" Hermione picked up her teacup and drank some.

"Honestly I don't care what happens to the ginger prat just as long as he stays away from the three of us." They sat in silence for a bit longer and when Harry noticed Hermione falling asleep, they went up to bed. "Remember Harry you must not let anyone know of us time traveling ok." Harry told her he did and kissed her goodnight and headed to his own room for night of fitful sleep.

Harry boarded the train with Ginny. Hermione and Ron had prefect duties and they began searching for a compartment. From his memories, he remember where he sat and he looked for the compartment with Luna and opened it up. "Mind if we join you." Harry asked. He tried not to sound too familiar with her because she did not know him even if he did. Luna did not look up from her newspaper just nodded her head.

He sat down and waited occasionally glancing out the compartment door window. Ginny began talking to Luna who was staring at Harry now. He looked at her and she smiled slightly. "He should be here soon. He's dealing with a slight problem." Luna told him.

Looking at her quizzically, he did not reply but kept on looking at her. Ginny asked what Luna was talking about but Harry told her he had no idea. But the truth was that he lied to Ginny.

Moments later the compartment door slid open and Neville stepped into the compartment. "Hey guys." He said in a cheerful voice.

He sat down across from Ginny and glanced at Harry quickly. Harry nodded and Neville smiled. Hermione and Ron later joined them. Malfoy made his appearance but left crying as Neville punched him in the stomach. Cheering for Neville the boy blushed and said it was nothing before sitting down.

Soon the train ride ended and they all got up to head to the carriages. They did not see Hagrid but Harry Hermione and Neville already knew where he was. The only person to ask was Ron. But they ignored him.

Harry, Hermione and Neville talked about regular things like what they did over the summer but they could not talk about things that they wanted. As they headed up to the common room, Harry pulled Neville to the side. "Tonight at ten meet Hermione and me at the room of requirement." Neville nodded and they resumed walking.

At 9:45, Harry got up from his armchair by the fire in the common room. Ignoring Ron's questions about where he was going he stepped out of the portrait hole and waited around the corner for Hermione. Five minutes later Hermione came and handed him the invisibility cloak. Throwing it over them selves, they made their way to the room of requirement. There they saw Neville already waiting for them.

Entering the room they saw it had a round table in the middle with three seats. Sitting down they looked at each other. Neville cracked a smile and Harry started laughing. Soon the sound of uncontrolled laughter filled the room.

"So now that we have control of the past how do we plan on mucking it up!" Neville said through deep breaths trying to suppress his laughs.

At this, the three friends started laughing again.

A/N: Well this is how this chapter ends. With laughter. This was kind of a filler. Was it a good chapter? I don't know. Please tell me if it was it good or bad. Please review and tell me what you think about the chapter. HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

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