Do I really need to say this again? J K Rowling IS Harry Potter. If you recognise anything that seems remotely familiar from any movie, TV show, book or whatever else, it's probably because it is from them. If you want my 'full' warning, you can check out either 'Dormant Power' or 'Beginning of the End'.

So, I've written a prequel, on with the sequel! Remember, I only wrote this because several reviewers requested me to (gosh, am I nice or what, lol!). Again, only some names are mine (as is the storyline I guess), everything else is not!

There we go, now you have a better idea of my interpretation of a white phoenix. Oh, and you should have a pretty good idea of what's going to happen…after all, I think I've dropped more than enough hints about it for you guys to figure it out! (grin)

Um, sorry about not updating for a while. The problem is that I only have this and the next chapter written so I was trying to wait a bit and see if I could write more for the fic…didn't work I'm afraid. So yeah, while this (and the last) chapter haven't been beta-ed, I thought I should update so you guys know I'm still alive, lol.

Chapter 26 – The Fourth Dimension

Harry thought he was still dreaming when he heard a familiar voice calling to him. "Please wake up, Harry, I know you must soon!"

"R…Rem…Remus?" he croaked out, slowly blinking open his eyes.

"Yes, now can you tell me where it hurts?"

"Everywhere," Harry conceded. "Am I dead?"

He heard Remus laugh before answering, "Merlin no, just shaken up. Now try not to move while I heal you."

"But I saw you…you fell, there was no way anyone could survive that!"

"Yes well, let's save that story for later. Here, drink this."

Harry accepted the goblet without question and drank its contents falling blissfully into sleep once again.

Harry awoke sometime later feeling much better. He eased his way out of bed and slowly walked downstairs and into the living room where he found Remus standing up staring into the fire.

He was about to speak up but Remus did instead, "Liana is still unconscious but I suppose you want an explanation to how I'm here." It wasn't a question, but a statement. Remus then sighed before facing Harry. "I know this sounds like a silly thing to ask but can you transfer my memories back?"

"But what about…"

"Please Harry, it will be easier to explain it once I know the same things I used to."

Harry looked confused but cast the spell on Remus, transferring the memories from the imprisonment back to its 'rightful' owner. A silence fell between them as he watched Remus close his eyes, allowing himself to absorb the new, yet old information. After he had finished Remus then sat down, gesturing for Harry to do the same.

He waited until Harry was seated before he sighed again finally beginning to tell Harry what he wanted to know. "Do you remember the day of the attack when I got captured and how I said I didn't feel like myself that morning?" Harry nodded and Remus continued, "You're seeing the result in front of you. I didn't fully understand it until recently."

"Understand what?" Harry asked when Remus didn't elaborate.

"What do you know about the Duplication charm and what happens if you cast it on a person?"

Harry furrowed his brow, "That depends on which version you use. You can cast it so that it evenly splits your magical energy…" he trailed off as he realised what must have happened. "You cast it on yourself! That's why you didn't feel right!"

Remus gave him a smile. "Almost correct. The spell was cast on me but not by me. What got killed was my double."

"Then who…?"

"You did," Remus cut in.

"Me?'! How? When?'!"

Remus then withdrew a small vial containing a deep blue liquid.

"Is that…"

"The potion that Draco discovered was missing? Why yes, yes it is," he interrupted with a smile.

"Then does that mean…" Harry didn't get to finish as he slumped to the ground, the result of a spell from a person standing at the living room entrance.

"What did you do that for?'!" Remus demanded.

The new man shrugged, "I don't know, perhaps it was because I know this happened. After all, he's only got an hour or so before he needs to go back to make sure all this happens. It's easier to just transfer my knowledge to him, that way no small detail will be missed."

"But how will you know he won't try to change anything?"

The man pulled out a small bottle containing a gold liquid. "He'll have a nice shot of Felix Felicis here to light his path," he then grinned, his eyes twinkling a vibrant green, "And because I didn't when I went back."

Remus revived the other Harry and the two of them quickly went over everything that Harry had to do to make sure the past went exactly like it had.

"Now, are you absolutely sure that you…"

"Yes, Remus, I know what I'm supposed to do," Harry cut in, shooting his friend a glare.

"Well, I just want to make sure. Remember, you only…"

"Get one shot at this. I know Remus, so stop worrying, ok?"

Remus sighed before nodding. Harry raised the vial of blue liquid to his lips but just before he drank, he gave Remus a broad smile. "It's good to have you back."

Remus returned his smile and watched as Harry blinked out of existence.

Harry came to on the floor in Remus' house rubbing his head. He then drew his wand to check if he had landed in the right time. After confirming this he then went over what he had to do. It was just after seven at night, which gave him just over a full day to duplicate Remus and nick the potions from Draco's stock.

He pulled out the little bottle of Felix Felicis, 'Well, here goes nothing,' he thought before gulping down its contents. Harry could do nothing to stop a smile form as a supreme calmness spread throughout his whole body. Suddenly, the whole process all fell into place, and he somehow just knew that everything would go exactly as planned.

Harry thought he would be going to Hogwarts first but something told him that Marauder's Mansion was the place to be right now. A flash of orange later and he was on the streets of Godric's Hollow. He casually strolled up to the door and knocked, waiting for Winky to answer (as he knew she would).

"Harry Potter sir is visiting Winky in the middle of the night! Harry Potter is a great wizard!"

"How's everything going, Winky?"

"Very good, Harry sir. Why are you visiting?"

"Well I…," Felix gave Harry a nice little nudge, "I thought I'd come by and celebrate your birthday if you don't mind."

Winky's face lit up with a smile and she clapped her hands together in excitement.

"Shh Winky, I'd like to keep this visit just between us two, ok? I don't want Dobby to know I was here. It can be our little secret."

'Of course,' Harry thought. 'I'm here so I can get everything out of here before the mansion gets destroyed.'

Winky nodded her head and she ushered Harry into the kitchen where she grabbed a couple of butterbeers out of the fridge. They made small talk over the next two hours, before Harry noticed that Winky was starting to feel the effects of the drinks (as he expected), so he suggested she go to bed and that he'd clean up. Winky didn't even put up a fight, so Harry knew she was drunk and he smiled as he watched the tiny elf make her way unsteadily towards her room.

Harry waited for another few minutes before springing into action. Again, Felix gave him the excellent idea of duplicating himself to make the process of copying everything easier. After three hours with four duplicates, every portrait, piece of furniture, and knick-knack from the mantelpiece had been shrunk and placed into Harry's old school trunk (which he'd found in his room, right where he knew it would be).

The next part was where things became a little more tricky; where to put it all? He knew from being there, that it wasn't at Remus' place when he glanced upon the copied clock on the mantelpiece (which had been the only thing Harry didn't replicate since he didn't see the point). He was reminded of the Weasley clock and knew then that the empty Burrow would be a most wonderful place to house it all. He dumped the trunk there, reasoning he could set the place up later, before preparing for the hardest part of his mission; duplicating Remus and convincing him to do exactly what he, Harry, tells him to.

Harry landed in the middle of the empty Great Hall just as he wanted. After considering his choices he opted to get the potions from Draco first before going to get Remus. He didn't bother apparating as he knew no one would be up at this time of night. He strutted through the halls, a large smile on his face as he wondered what Severus would say if he saw him doing this, and came to a halt outside Draco's quarters.

Harry was able to enter into Draco's private storeroom easily as he told Harry the password in over a weeks time. He paused on that thought, wondering exactly why it made no sense and perfect sense at the same time before shaking his head, trying to focus on his task. This was made simpler because Harry still had the empty vials with him, so he could easily identify the intricate details of the bottles he was required to take with him, knowing that he himself wouldn't be the one taking it.

After a quick check on his one-time school foe, making sure he was still asleep, Harry then prepared himself for the final part of 'operation saving Remus'. Just before he left Draco's quarters, he copied the list detailing how to create the time travel potion. Again, he chose to walk the halls of the school and soon found himself outside the portrait leading into his and Remus' quarters. Harry took a few moments to consider exactly how best to approach this, but Felix was urging him that right now wasn't the time to think about such things, so he took a deep breath and whispered the password.

He looked around the familiar surroundings, spotting the fact that Remus' door was slightly ajar. It was then that he remembered how tired Remus looked in the morning and he noticed the empty glass alongside his bed. Harry grinned before silently summoning the glass and pouring a water and firewhiskey mix (after getting rid of the odour and taste…it wouldn't do any good for Remus to know what he was drinking now would it?).

After levitating the glass back into position, Harry then slowly raised the temperature in the room, until he heard Remus grunt, pulling himself up and skulling the (what he thought was) water before flopping down to sleep again. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes later when Harry heard the telltale sound of snores, indicating that this would not be one of those nights that his friend would wake up at the sound of, say, his door creaking open. It was also a stroke of luck that Remus wasn't wrapped up in his sheets and Harry was able to easily remove them so he could cast the duplication charm.

Harry watched as another Remus appeared out of thin air. He would have crashed into the real Remus, but a quick hovering charm solved this. After gently laying the double on the floor he then went over to the real wizard before levitating him outside and onto the lounge. Then it was a simple matter of moving the duplicate onto the bed and replacing the sheets. Once this was done Harry went out to the living room, grabbed his friend's arm and vanished back to Remus' house thinking how easily it had all been and why no one suspected that this is what had happened.

Remus woke up having had a most peculiar dream. However, the throbbing pain in his temples indicated that he hadn't really been dreaming at all. "Ooooh, my head," he groaned, hauling himself out of bed. He was therefore quite taken aback when a sobering charm hit him and he realised that he was no longer at Hogwarts.

"H…Harry? What's going on? Why are we here?"

"Long story, Remus. Let me ask you something; do you trust me?"

"Of course," he instantly replied, wondering why Harry even bothered asking a silly question such as that.

"Good, then I ask you to trust me now. Things are about to happen that we can't change, and I need you to swear to me that you'll do everything I tell you to, no matter how stupid it might sound."

Remus was rather confused, but nodded anyway.

"I said to swear it to me," Harry said, a look in his eye that suggested he was willing to fight over this.

"I Remus Lupin, swear on my magic as a wizard, to do as you, Harry Potter, tells me to until such a time as you deem my task complete."

As Remus finished his pledge, a faint silver glow surrounding both he and Harry, locking in the promise. Harry relaxed knowing now that in two weeks time he'd be able to release Remus from his promise, but first there was the small matter of suppressing their energy (since he knew that the Harry in this time couldn't find Remus). And after that...well, there were always those items at the Burrow that needed unpacking.