A/N: So guys, I'm so sorry about how short these past few chapters have been, I've just been trying to kind of get the information slowly out without giving away too much information, now however we are going to start getting more into Harry's preparing for the first task with the dragon and of course the biggest thing that I know of all you have been most looking forward to, James and Lily and Harry all finally meeting each other. Anyway enough of me, here we go, on with Chapter 6.


Harry Potter and the Sudden Change of Life Itself

Chapter 6

November 10th 1994

Harry awoke on the morning two weeks before the first task was to begin, covered in sweat, his whole body shaking and tears sliding down his face, the reason for his current breakdown was still very unknown but the main thing that he was aware of was that he had stop his body shaking and stop the tears as fast as he could before they overtook his entire day and he had no chance to make sense of them.

Sitting up, Harry blindly reached out to grab his glasses, placing them on his face and taking a deep solid breath as he slowly got his breathing back under control.

What had happened, Harry thought to himself as he absentmindedly wiped at his face, feeling the wetness of his tears until he finally felt sure they had all stopped and run a hand through his hair, groaning softly to himself as he felt how sweaty even his hair was.

Slowly coming to a stand-still, Harry walked over to the little sink at the edge of his dormitory, letting the water run for a few seconds before taking a handful in his hands and splashing it up on his face, regretting it next second as water splashed into his glasses and down his neck, shivering from the cold.

Turning off the water, Harry pulled a towel from next to him and dried his face off, being sure to get everywhere, even under his glasses and neck until he was sure he was quite dry again and lay the towel down on the worktop beside him, placing his hands on either side of the sink and looking down into the basin, trying his best to pull back bits of his dream from the night before but try as he might, he couldn't bring them to the front of his mind, they just seemed to all fall away like cobwebs leaving him falling into a deep nothingness.

It wasn't like Harry had ever had a bad time remembering really bad dreams that he'd had before, it just seemed that most of the time, these dreams ended up being something that he had forgotten about during the day or ones he didn't want to remember and would push to the back of his mind but this one had been different, he wasn't sure how, couldn't really remember how different exactly but he knew that it had to have been different to cause such a reaction from him.

Pulling his hands away from the sink, Harry ran his fingers under his glasses, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and it was only now that he turned round, looking over the other four beds in the room with him, all of which were empty, even Ron who usually waited, Harry shook his head, almost forgetting that part, of course, Ron wasn't speaking to him anymore because he was acting like a child.

Sighing softly, Harry walked back over to his own four-poster bed, picking up his watch from the bedside and staring down at the time which read back to him, twenty past ten, that made sense as to why the other beds were empty but it was a Thursday, most of the boys ended up coming back to their beds after breakfast or maybe they didn't want to because he was here but that silly, it was only Ron who wasn't talking to him, that was hurting his head.

Harry shook his head, thankful in a way that none of the other boys were there and walked to the edge of his trunk, pulling it open and pulling out fresh clothes, getting dressed and buttoning his robe before walking down into the common room, smiling when he saw Hermione sitting down in a seat by the fire, Crookshanks curled in her lap and reading a book.

Harry slowly walked up, plopping down in the seat next to Hermione who jumped slightly, Crookshanks jumping from her lap with a slight hiss and running away, before closing over her book and looking round at Harry.

"Good morning Harry" Hermione said with a strong smile to Harry who smiled back, he couldn't help it, no matter what mood he was in, Hermione could always make him smile.

"I think you might have missed breakfast but we could still go down to the Great Hall, see if there's any small portions left?"

Harry shook his head, he didn't mind if he had missed breakfast, he kind of didn't want to go somewhere where Ron might be and he definitely didn't want to leave this comfy warm chair or being next to Hermione like this, it left him with another warm feeling in the pit of his stomach, he knew he should be thinking about other things but Hermione was the main focus on his mind currently.

"So, have you started you're potions homework?" Harry's mind was yanked out of walking romantically hand in hand with Hermione down Hogsmeade when she said and he had to mentally shake his head to remember what she had asked.

"Nope, not yet but let me guess, you've already finished it?"

"Yep, finished all my homework last night and wrote a couple of letters then came back up here and went to bed"

Harry nodded, his day had been less impressive, he had gotten a detention for dropping a jar in potions and had to spend an hour cleaning Snape's store cabinets then spent half an hour walking back up to Gryffindor Tower, taking longer as Peeves decided to upend a suit in his way five or six times, making him take a few detours nearly ending up in another part of the castle altogether before finally getting back, exhausted and changing into nightwear before collapsing into bed.

"Hermione, don't you ever just I don't know take a break from studying and just have some fun? You know the Hogsmeade trip is this weekend, maybe we could go together and go get a Butterbeer from The Three Broomsticks or even Tea from Madam Puddifoot's?" Harry had really started off with trying to get Hermione to take a more open feature to having fun and the next thing he knew, his mouth was opening and words were tumbling out faster than he could imagine.

Hermione looked around at him, quizzically, her eyes boring into the side of his head as he turned away, not wanting to see her sad smile or worse still, her laughter.

"I'd love to Harry, anyway I'd better go to the library, need to take a book back, I'll see you later" And before Harry knew what was happening, Hermione had lent over and kissed his cheek, Harry feeling his whole face flush and he ducked his head, coughing into his sleeve for a few seconds before looking back up at Hermione's retreating back.

"Wait... Hermione..."


Five minutes later had Harry chasing after Hermione, catching her just on the stairwell to the sixth floor and grabbing her hand, stopping her in her tracks.

"Hi Harry" She smiled again and Harry smiled back, he really had to get a hang of the whole her smiling, him not smiling back like a complete creep thing.

"Hey, erm so you're going to the library? Mind if I come along?"

Hermione turned straight to him again, a quizzical look in her eyes "Why? Harry you never want to come to the library with me?"

"Erm well, I was thinking about getting a head start on my potions homework."

"But you don't have you're bag with you" Harry could have whacked himself on the head for that one, no he didn't have his bag with him but he had to come up with something fast or else Hermione was going to start getting suspicious.

"Did I say Potions, I meant" Harry coughed slightly "I want to get a head start on this first task, I think it'd be good to figure out how I'm going to get past this dragon, don't you?"

Hermione nodded, her face brightening immediately, "Of course that'd be a great start and I could help you too after I take back my book, we're in this together."


12th November 1994

Harry waited on the top steps of the Entrance Hall that morning, waiting for Hermione, dressed down today in a pair of dark denims and a light shirt, his travelling cloak fastened over the top, Harry continuously playing with the fastens on his cloak, thinking about how nervous he was about today.

He had awoken at six o'clock, went for a shower, dressed, fixed his hair into an agreeable state and then went down to get some breakfast before going back upstairs, giving himself a quick check over and throwing his travelling cloak back on, ready to go by about half eight and now Harry had been standing in the same spot for almost an hour, checking his watch every few seconds.

He and Hermione had agreed to meet at ten o'clock in the Entrance Hall but knowing Hermione she would most likely be early.

Harry looked up that second from the fasten on his cloak to see a fresh faced Hermione walking out of the Great Hall, her curly hair loose and slightly straighter, giving her hair the look of a thousand wishes whilst she was dressed down in a grey and pink jumper, blue denims and even a travelling cloak around her own shoulders.

Hermione walked up to Harry, giving him a small smile and Harry smiled back, fighting the urge to grin like a maniac this time and instead looked her up and down, smiling a little bit more.

"Hermione... wow, you look... wow. I mean you look amazing."

Hermione blushed, looking down at her hands and twisting them together in-front of her, a small blush crawling up her face that begun to burn brighter after Harry took one of her hands in his own, finally looking up at him again.

"Thanks Harry... erm Harry?" Harry squeezed her hand slightly, silently telling her it was okay and she could tell him whatever was on her mind. "Harry, there was just something I was wondering, Harry is this like a date?"

Harry silently chuckled to himself, pulling on Hermione's hand till she was mere inches away from him and he leaned in, giving Hermione a soft kiss on the lips.

"Does that answer you're question?"

Hermione was scarlet but she still managed a small smile and a nod.

"Yes. Yes, I do believe it does."


Later on by mid-afternoon, Harry and Hermione had been to Honeyduke's sweet shop where Harry had bought Hermione a large box of chocolate frogs shaped like a heart, had a few laughs and hugs in Zonko's over some joke firework's that zipped and bang and whistled when it went off and now Harry and Hermione were sitting across from each other in a tea-shop that Harry had never been to but had heard the name of, Harry sipping on a large cappuccino whilst Hermione nursed a Hot Chocolate and a scone.

"Harry" Harry placed his coffee cup down onto it's saucer again, giving Hermione his full attention once again.

"I was just want to say that I'm really glad we did this, I've really liked you for a while and I thought I was making subtle hints by kissing you're cheek and holding you're hand and spending more time with you."

Harry smiled again, placing his arm on the table, hand up and was more than happy when Hermione leaned over, taking her hand in his and using the other one to sip her hot chocolate and take a few bites of her scone.

"Hermione, I need to tell you something, I'm so glad we're doing this too and I'm so happy that you agreed to go on a date with me and I don't care if this makes me sound like a girl but I really like you too Hermione and I would be the happiest guy in all the world if you would..."

Harry wasn't really sure how exactly it happened, one second he was about to get ready to ask Hermione to be his girlfriend and the next second, he was looking up in something akin to slightly dejavu and confusion as a young woman walked into the tea shop, her red hair framing her face and green eyes so much like Harry's own that he had to blink a few times just to make sure he was definitely seeing this.

A young man of twenty one walked in behind the woman, laughing with her, his dark hair untidy and sticking up at the back from what Harry could see whilst his hazel eyes shone from their place behind the man's round spectate glasses.

"Hermione." Harry squeezed Hermione's hand who immediately turned to look the way Harry had just been looking and her eyes widened in shock before narrowing more into confusion and self doubt.

"Harry, who are they?"

"I'm not too sure" Harry stood up, placing his travelling cloak back around his shoulders, starting to walk towards the couple "But I'm going to find out."

"Harry" Hermione hissed after him, trying to pull him back but it was no use, Harry was determined to find out who these people were because for some reason that Hermione couldn't explain, she was sure that she had seen that couple before in a picture or something but that was impossible, wasn't it? All Hermione knew for certain was that Harry was about to go find out and she would be right there for him when he did.


A/N: Sorry about the major cliffhanger here guys, I felt like being kind of mean and leaving you with a sort of oh my god moment, so anyway here we have it, Harry is about to go meet someone he has never properly met before and he doesn't even know why he wants to know these people, he's just thinking they look similar to him. To be continued and don't forget to leave me a little review telling me what you think and what might happen next.

Until next time,

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