The Same World
by Healer Pomfrey

All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.

A story with small, daily updates! COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.

It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, go and find something else to read or write your own story to your liking!


Hermione and Neville came running towards him, closely followed by Sirius and…. "Connie!" Harry blurted out in absolute delight.

"Harry!" Connie replied and ran over to him, throwing her arms around his chest.

Unaware of the strange look that he received from Hermione, Harry happily hugged Connie back.

"Sirius was so kind as to bring me here," she answered his unasked question. "Was it a nice surprise?"

Harry chuckled. "It was the best surprise ever," he then said, happily.

Unbeknownst to the young couple, all Quidditch players from both houses had gathered around them in a large circle. However, Sirius realised the unwanted attention that his godson and his wife draw upon themselves and quickly addressed Severus Snape.

"Snape, what was that with jinxing Harry's broomstick?" he growled.

The professor cast him an icy look. "Black," he acknowledged his former classmate's presence. "You should know better than to make simple accusations without proof," he then continued, as he stepped over to Sirius and added in a small voice, "It was Quirrell. I merely tried to save your godson's sorry hide by casting the counter curse."

"Professor," Connie was the first to react to the news. "Thank you very much for saving Harry's life. It means a lot to me."

Snape merely quirked an eyebrow at the excited girl, before he swiftly turned around and walked away.

"I was sure it was Snape," Hermione muttered, glancing at Connie.

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While his friends, wife and godfather were waiting for him, discussing the earlier events, Harry hurried to take a shower, before he joined them again, noticing that the grounds were completely empty apart from them.

"As I'm afraid that Connie and I won't be welcome to join the party in the Great Hall," Sirius spoke up, "I suggest that we have our own party in the Room of Requirement."

"The Room of Requirement?" Hermione was the first to enquire.

"Of course," Sirius replied, pleasantly. "Haven't you heard of it yet?"

"No," Harry confirmed and hand-in-hand with Connie followed Sirius and his friends upstairs to the seventh floor, where Sirius showed them how to use the Room of Requirement.

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, as he stepped into the cosy little room with three comfortably looking dark blue leather sofas around a white table. A bookshelf covered one wall, while the opposite wall was occupied by a large fireplace.

"This room is gorgeous," Harry blurted out.

"Absolutely amazing," Connie agreed, before she slowly released his hand and went to stand in front of the bookshelf, next to Hermione.

"Mr. Black," Hermione spoke up, questioningly, "did you even get a choice as to what kind of books you want in here?"

"Well, I just wished for a bookshelf with books that might interest the four of you," Sirius replied, smirking.

"I've never seen these many introductions to the magical world," Hermione replied, "even if I read all kinds of introductions that I could lay my hands on after hearing about the magical world."

"Do you know the Ink Pot in London?" Connie spoke up. "It's not far from the Leaky Cauldron, and it's a muggle bookshop. However, they have a large magical section with a much better choice about introductory books than Flourish & Blotts."

Harry nodded. They had only by chance discovered the shop on one of their trips to Diagon Alley, and inside, they had realised that there was a door which Harry could see and Connie couldn't. Of course, they had inspected where it led and discovered the magical part of the shop.

"I went there again a few days ago," Connie said, turning back to Harry. "The owner is very nice and was so kind and opened the door for me. I bought fourteen books, and they're just amazing."

"You need to show me that bookshop some time," Hermione said, eagerly.

"We will," Connie replied, smiling. "I love it."

Neville and Harry merely sat in their comfortable sofas and exchanged an amused glance.

"Sirius," Neville suddenly spoke up. "Do you have any idea how to get some snacks here? Do you know any of the house elves working at Hogwarts?"

"Can we call Kreacher here?" Connie asked in a small voice.

"Who's Kreacher?" Harry asked in surprise.

"He's the very grumpy elf of the old Black house," Sirius replied in slight irritation. "Connie is the only one to get along with him in spite of the fact that he has learned to resent half-bloods and muggleborns."

"That's only because you're not nice to him," Connie replied, smirking. "Maybe he hasn't noticed that I'm a muggle."

"You're what?!" Hermione blurted out in clear shock.

"Lady Connie Potter is a muggle, but she's my soulmate and wife," Harry replied, casting Hermione a warning look.

"You're married?" Neville blurted out in clear shock, while Sirius finally called Kreacher and asked for tea and sandwiches.

"I'd appreciate it if you kept the matter for yourselves," Harry replied in a stern voice and told his best friends how he and Connie had ended up married.

Neville chuckled. "We'll make sure to keep this to ourselves," he promised. "Most people of the magical world would have a fit upon hearing that their saviour was married to a muggle as would eighty percent of the female population of Hogwarts at the information that the man of their dreams was already taken. No offence, Connie," he added, smiling at the girl.

"I don't care about that," Harry said in a firm voice. "I only want to keep it a secret because of our age."

"Yes, that's better," Hermione spoke up, giving Connie an appreciative look. "You really mingle in well, Connie. I wouldn't have thought that you're non magical." She held out her hand to the girl in the blue robes and asked, "Friends?"

Connie happily accepted, before she popped into the sofa next to Harry.

"See?" Harry said, grinning. "I always said that you'd get along brilliant with Hermione."

"You could have told us about her, you know. I thought we were your friends," Hermione replied in a slightly reprimanding voice, glaring at Harry.

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The friends spent the whole afternoon in the cosy room that Sirius had arranged for them, before Sirius and Connie stepped into the fireplace and returned to Sirius' home.

'Thank Merlin that Connie got along so well with Mione and Neville,' Harry thought in relief, as he followed his friends downstairs to the Great Hall, where dinner was going to commence any minute now.

"Connie is really nice. I like her," Hermione suddenly said in a small voice. "I wished she was at Hogwarts with us. She's much more studious than any of the girls in our year."

"Well, if she was, she'd surely be a Ravenclaw," Neville replied, causing Hermione to grin.

"What do you think where the Sorting Hat wanted to put me?" she then asked. "But I talked him out of it."

"You too?" Neville blurted out. "He wanted to put me into Hufflepuff, but I asked him to choose Gryffindor, and he complied, telling me that someone in Gryffindor would be in need of a Hufflepuff. I'm still wondering what he meant."

"I think he meant me, Neville," Harry replied, smiling. "I'm very much in need of a good friend like you and Hermione."

'The Hat told me that I'm the heir of all four founders,' he suddenly recalled. 'I wonder if there's any way that I could communicate with the castle. Too bad that the Hat resides in Dumbledore's office; otherwise, I could try to go and speak with him again.'

tbc...

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