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Chapter 10: The Boy-Who-Lived

Friday evening was soon upon me, meaning I found myself outside Dumbledore's office. I spoke the password: parma violets, the phoenix statue flexed its wings and spiraled upwards towards the headmaster's office. I stepped onto the spiraling staircase, allowing it to transport me upwards. Reaching Dumbledore's office, I knocked. Dumbledore's voice appeared from inside.

'Enter...' I slowly opened the door, finding Dumbledore sitting behind his desk. 'Ah. Miss. Granger, right on time. Please take a seat.' I walked across the familiar office, taking a seat opposite Dumbledore. 'Lemon drop?' I couldn't help smiling, accepting a sweet from the familiar bowl he held out towards me. It's nice to have some familiarity.

'You're still offering these to students in the time I'm from.' Dumbledore chuckled.

'Ah yes... recently, I have developed a fondness for them. They're laced with calming draft, for my more excitable students.' I smirked.

'The Marauders?' He nodded.

'Yes... I have seen you have settled in nicely.' I nodded. 'So... my dear, you are joining us from 1996? I received a letter from my future self, explaining that you are an impressively intelligent young witch, as well as, being selflessly courageous and modest. Professor Cullen also informs me of your talents in dueling... I, myself, would've liked to have been there to see the look on Mr. Black's face.' A slight chuckle appeared in Dumbledore's voice. 'So... start by telling me about your school years, my dear.'

I spent a moment thinking where I should start, before settling on the very beginning. That surely is the most logical place to begin; I could come onto the information that Harry and Ron sent me after.

'I started Hogwarts in 1991... and made friends with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. The castle was hiding place for the philosopher's stone, during my first year, and the Dark Lord attempted to steal it, after possessing one of the professors. Harry faced off against the Dark Lord and defeated him.' I paused waiting for the headmaster's questions.

'Harry Potter... son of James Potter?' I nodded.

'Yes. Harry's born in 1980 to Lily and James Potter. Sybill Trelawney makes a prophecy that states, the one who will defeat the Dark Lord is born as the seventh month dies to those whom have defied him thrice. There are two possible boys... Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom. Voldemort decided Harry was the threat, so Lily and James died protecting Harry, on October 31st 1981... Voldemort was, however, unable to kill Harry. He was destroyed by his own rebounding killing curse. Harry became the boy-who-lived... and Sirius Black was sent to Azkaban, as he was believed to be the Potters' secret keeper. Everyone thought Sirius sold the Potters to Voldemort; when in reality, Peter Pettigrew was the Potters' secret keeper and therefore responsible for their death.' Dumbledore seemed deep in thought about this information as I stopped talking.

A moment passed, before Dumbledore told me to continue. 'Well... the Chamber of Secrets was opened in my second year, after a diary that used to belong to Tom Riddle possessed a student. This student almost died, and the Basilisk petrified many muggleborns, including myself. Harry and Ron went into the Chamber: Harry killed the Basilisk and destroyed the diary.' Dumbledore nodded, but didn't speak. 'Sirius escaped from Azkaban the following year, to go after Pettigrew, whom was posing as Ron's pet rat. Everyone thought Sirius was after Harry, but that wasn't true. Harry and I helped Sirius escape at the end of the school year, but Pettigrew got away. Pettigrew helped Voldemort return in 1994 and this lead to the re-formation of the Order of the Phoenix. Just before being sent back in time, I dueled in a battle that took place in the Department of Mysteries, where Sirius Black was killed and Harry faced Voldemort again. If it's possible Professor, I would like to avoid these events in this timeline... I want James and Lily to live.' Dumbledore was still for a moment, before nodding.

'I agree with you completely, Miss. Granger.'