Battle of Hogwarts: Everything up to this point happened as canon did. Neville is just standing up to the Death Eaters.

In the courtyard of Hogwarts, Harry Potter had just woken up after surviving his second killing curse. The-Boy-Who Lived-Twice was watching as his good friend Neville Longbottom mustered up all his courage to speak, until he saw Ron begin to move. Harry barely unconscious, did not comprehend his best friend in life's decisions. He watched as Ron walked towards Voldemort. Embraced Him. Stood by his side. Suddenly Rons choice jolted Neville into action and Harry Watched as Neville began to shout.

"You of all people, Ron. I EXPECTED MORE FROM SOMEONE I ONCE CALLED A BROTHER! YOU COWARD RON!" screamed Neville as he began to raise his wand. "No Wait" released Harry as he rolled out of Hagrid's arms. Both sides gasped as they watched an enraged Boy-Who-Lived raise his wand and fire a reducto so powerful that there was no evidence Ron had been standing where he was. "He is mine" finished Harry.

Suddenly the Death Eaters began sending killing curses across the courtyard, connecting with the people Harry cares about most. He watched as everyone he knew was felled in one quick barrage.

Knowing there was nothing he could do, he decided to go to the only place he knew nobody, except Voldemort could find him. He headed to the Chamber of Secrets, where he would wait to engage Voldemort, knowing that all the Horcruxes had been destroyed as he had watched Neville decapitate Nangini with an odd looking weapon, that Harry had only caught a glimpse of. Poor Neville he thought to himself, he had died a heroes death.

"Open'' Harry hissed in parseltongue, as the large circular ornately decorated door began to slide open. Harry was almost paralysed by what he saw awaiting him. The large rotting body of the basilisk lay in the middle of the chamber. To Harry's eyes this did not even come close to the center of attention. He looked as the only girl he truly loved lay dying on the chamber floor. Harry ran over to her, tears rolling down his face.

"Please! No!"

"No"

"Why you Hermione"

"How?"

He gasped as he realised what felled his love. The fang of a Basilisk was jutting from her neck. It had not clicked to him how it occurred. Ron had stabbed Hermione, knowing that Ron loved her Harry did not understand why it had to be done.

Ron's perspective. 'I just can't see myself living knowing she was tortured to death'' he thought to himself. Ron knew what he believed should be done. "I'll do it he thought to himself. Ill kill her in order to save her suffering. Yes this was the humane thing to do. I might even be able to switch sides now that Harry is dead." He suddenly struck Hermione with the basilisk fang that was in his hand. Knowing her death would not be pleasant to watch, he made to leave the Chamber. Leaving behind his darkest deed committed.

Harry glanced down at her pale face for what felt like weeks. Not moving. Not thinking. Only existing.

He didn't want to live anymore. He was going to plunge the basilisk fang that felled his sweet Hermione into himself, but first he wanted to wait and watch her face lay their peacefully.

The Chamber doors began to open, agonisingly slow, filling the vast chamber with unnatural screeching noises. He watched as Voldemort became visible standing next to Bellatrix, Lucius Malfoy, and his son Draco.

"Harry Potter? Oh what a surprise finding you here with the dead mudblood. Personally I had expected you to already have taken your own life. Oh, a basilisk fang in hand, I must have interrupted it. Good thing, as I have come here to kill you myself."

"AVADA KEDAVRA" Voldemort screamed. The echoes of the curse rang throughout the Chamber as it glowed green in the shadow of the curse. "Avada Kedavra" he said twice more, this time ensuring himself that the boy who lived was dead. Voldemort and his Death Eaters wordlessly left the Chamber of Secrets.

"Ah yes, so much hurt this one has went through, I believe he deserves another chance." whispered Death to the Fates.

"Our oldest friend, we have already shown you all outcomes, unless you yourself want to interfere with the matters of men once more." said the eldest Fate.

"I owe it to the descendant of the Peverells, the wand I had provided to his ancestor is the reason for his downfall. The greatest light wizard since our friend Merlin. Yes. I do believe I will intervene. Give him the advantages he needs."

"What about his love, the girl, should she also be returned with his memories?"

"Yes I would not want for him to share this burden alone."

"If that is your choice, I believe we can make the playing field even more sided to the descendant " chorused the Fates.

"Do it" said Death "but do not tell me what you do".

The three Fates snickered as they began to unweave the knitting that is life. The last thought before they implemented their idea is that time will now be a lot more interesting.


July 31st. Birds chirping contently along the trees in Privet Drive, unbeknownst to them a miracle of life just happened. Harry Potter, The-boy-who-will-live-thrice, was just propelled back in time. Harry didn't even have a say in the matter, as he and his beloved were thrown back in time to conquer Evil yet again.

Opening his eyes, Harry did not expect or believe what he saw in front of him. He was dead, and woke up in the cupboard under the stairs. This must be hell , he thought. Looking around he noticed that he was wearing the same dirty rags he used to wear when he truly lived there.

Harry ran his hands along the pockets and was surprised to touch what felt like an extremely full pocket. He emptied the contents of his pockets onto the bed, astounded by what was in front of him. He gazed at the items that lay on his bed. A wand, cloak, stone, and note with oddly shaped cursive letters.

First Harry grabbed the note and silently held the piece of parchment in front of him. He read the note

Hello Mr. Potter, descendant of my long time friends,

I am leaving this note to give a brief explanation of why you are here. Today is your 10th birthday, you are currently in times passed. I have given you another chance at life, in order to fulfill the debts I owe your ancestors, you have another chance at righting the wrongs you have endured.

I have returned the 4 most important aspects to your survival. Three are in your possession; The Elder Wand, The True Cloak of Invisibility, and The Resurrection Stone. The 4th is the most important, and she has just woken up with a note like yours. I expect you to be able to find your good friend Hermione.

I also believe it is important for you to activate your lordship, this will emancipate you from that pig of a family, allow you to receive your inheritance and ancestral possessions. As you will retain your magic, you will not be identified as a minor by the ministry. Allowing you to perform magic and apparate without worry. I would also suggest you spend every waking minute learning occlumency before attending Hogwarts or looking people in their eyes.

I wish you well,

Your friend.

Before another second passed Harry Potter dropped the note, gathered his possessions and apparated into the street, called for the night bus with his new wand.

The triple-decker, purple AEC Regent III RT skidded to a halt in front of Harry. He could've sworn a century passed as the doors to the bus began to open. He practically hurled himself through the doors, quickly shouting to Stan The Conductor

"Hermione Granger's residence,

Please"

" You got the sickles?"

Harry frantically patting himself down, coincidentally found 11 sickles in the pocket of his trousers that he seemed to have missed earlier.

" Yes sir I do, can you please hurry. Its extremely urgent"

"Calm yourself down yeah. We are already on the way, in case you haven' noticed" grumbled Stan as he drove down the footpath of a busy street.

Harry quickly paid the 11 sickle fare and bustled into the street of what seemed like an idyllic street. Large red brick houses, with large trimmed front gardens lining his view.

He quickly found the house with the patch of white lilies in the front. Remembering the time Hermione alluded to her helping to plant them with her mom. Harry quickly went to the front door of the house and began to knock. He wasn't ready for the sight of his most trusted and loyal companion. He was nearly blown off his feet by the fuzzy brown haired girl who jumped into his embrace.

Tears, Hermione and Harry did not know they had, ran down their faces as both tried to say how much they cared about the other, because of this there were inaudible blubbering words coming from the mouth of both.

After both had calmed down, Hermione began to address the literal mountain in the room.

"Harry, we are back. Together." Hermione blushed as realisation of the reason she was brought back hit her. "Harry we have to fix things this time".

"Yes love we do, any ideas" Harry smiled

"You saw the note as well. We need to activate your lordship, get supplies, new custom wands and holders, while also becoming masters in occlumency. Nothing big of course."


About a month after the reunion. Plans are beginning to form but there are some topics that still need debating. Harry and Hermione are in a muggle park discussing how best to approach their situation.

"So, I've been thinking. I took a glance at your Gringotts bank statement and I noticed you had large stakes in many wizarding businesses. Most notably you have a huge galleon balance, approximately 2 million. Not to mention a 51% share in The Daily Prophet, that's majority! You should be able to force them to not take those abominable bribes from Malfoy. That would really help turn the tables in our favour."

"Are you kidding me!This whole time I've basically owned them and they came out falsely criticising me! They let so many people get hurt from their money backed propaganda. They are just as bad as Voldemort from what they've done " Harry gasped, slowly getting angrier as his rage took hold of his body, all the years of rage built up within him suddenly shooting out like the lava from an erupting volcano.

"Please Harry calm down

Everyone is staring at us" Hermione pleaded as she tried to wrap her hands around Harry's.

"I'm done with them, all of them" Harry whispered. "The hurt The Daily Prophet caused was immeasurable."

"I'm so sorry Harry, but we can change that this time"

Hermione stared into his eyes and gave him a kiss on his cheek. A wave of calming flowed through Harry as she did this, and in his opinion, these effects were much better than those of the calming draught.

"Now that we are all calmed down, I made a list of the order we need to do things in. First and foremost, we need to learn Occlumency. I know you got a head start, but I think you should still practice. I've learned the basics this month, but I am nowhere near perfect. Secondly it is important to write an anonymous letter to Amelia Bones and The Daily Prophet regarding the lack of justice in Sirius' case. I should be able to do that one myself, do you think Amelia is trustworthy?"

"Yes I think so, she seems like a fair person who would try to let justice to be done. We agreed to leave Pettigrew alone until we head to Hogwarts"

"Okay that sounds good."

"Lastly we need to go to Diagon Alley and get some much needed supplies and wands. I made a list on paper. Have a look and see what you think"

Harry took the paper from Hermione and read the list

Wands from Ollivanders

Custom/Secret wands

Hidden wand holders

Expandable briefcase like that of Newt Scamander

Protective and specially crafted Robes

Enchanted muggle watches

A card for Harry's Gringotts account

"Okay Hermione that seems good. Let's just work on Occlumency for the rest of our time today."


Returning home from the park alone, Harry has conflicting thoughts about the news regarding The Daily Prophet. It seems to be the emotions of his younger body slipping through the cracks of his older emotional state. The traumatic experiences of his life all piling onto the framework of his emotional state. Harry enters the gates of Privet Drive and is preparing himself to enter the house once more.

Harry reaches for the doorknob and glances inside. He hears the distant sound of the TV playing in the living room. He rushes back inside using the invisibility cloak and silently shuts the door. The Dursleys none the wiser to the boy who is able to leave the house unnoticed.

Inside Harry's closet he slept peacefully through the night.

He was woken to the deafening sound of banging on the closet door.

"Get out of there you brat!" Vernon Dursley bellowed as he furiously banged on the closet door. Shaking the door from its hinges " How did you lock it from the inside boy, you better hope it doesn't open"

"Mr Dursley Im sorry" Harry stammered , acting as pitiful as possible, "Its stuck I cant open it"

" Vernon just leave him for now, we don't want to be late to visit Aunt Marge" Petunia said over the sounds of Vernon frantically trying to break the door of the cupboard under the stairs. Unhesitatingly smashing the door with all the power available to him.

Finally beginning to yield "You got lucky now brat, but dont think it will last" Vernon whispered to Harry through the slit in the cupboard door. Mr. Dursley took his coat and headed for the door where Petunia and Dudley were waiting for him. They slammed the door on the wayout and Harry cast the unlocking charm on the cupboard door. Thanking his magic from preventing the horrifying visit to Aunt Marge and her devil of a dog.

Harry headed out once more to meet Hermione, as not seeing her the last month was killing him. He was forced to be with the Dursleys, so they could keep an eye on him, as they attended different open days for public schools that Dudley didn't have a chance of being accepted into. Luckily for Harry, they didn't seem to notice the differences in Harry's personality. Harry and Hermione had planned to visit Diagon Alley today so that they could pick up what was needed for the times ahead.

Harry apparated to the park where Hermione was waiting for him.

"Hey Harry, I guess our plan worked?"

"Yeah it did thanks to you, brilliant plan by the way"

"Thanks. I brought the oversized cloaks I mentioned before. They should cover our faces and make us appear to be of a smaller race, thereby not bringing us any unwanted attention. Take it, put it on, and then apparate with me to Diagon Alley"

Both Harry and Hermione appear next to each other in Diagon Alley.

"Okay" Hermione said glancing at her list. "First stop Gringotts, we need to collect your payment card."

They walked through the alley side by side, avoiding any unwanted attention from people. They arrived in the main entrance to Gringotts, and Harry immediately walked to the nearest goblin teller.

"Hello sir, I will be helping you today. Are you in need of assistance?"

"Hi, I would like to purchase a payment card attached to my Gringotts account, and my vault key, if that is possible"

"And what be your vault name sir"

"My name is Harry Potter and I am requesting access to the Potter vaults"

The goblin was taken aback as the small hooded figure introduced itself as this legendary figure

"Also I would like to keep my presence unknown to any wizards"

"Yes, Lord Potter, discretion is a priority of Gringotts. I assure you nobody else will know of your times here. Please follow me to the client offices and my associates will meet you shortly."

"Am I able to bring my colleague with me to the offices" Inquired Harry

"Yes, of course you may, my lord,".

Harry and Hermione both entered the large ornately decorated client offices and sat down in the large plush seats in front of the Goblin's desk. Shortly two professionally dressed goblins introduced themselves.

"First, I would like to say that what we speak of here will never be said elsewhere, and that we are , basically the goblin communities version of The Unspeakables. We deal with abnormal and delicate cases that cannot be dealt with by ordinary goblins. We remain secret to all of the wizarding community."

Hermione, looking hesitant, questioned the Goblin "And why is it you are required to meet with us today?"

The more senior of the two goblins answered "Yes we are here today to find out why it is Harry is not registered as a minor by our systems magic. There are very few instances which cause this, and it is not our duty to find out why. But we are here to explain the many aspects of knowledge you may be missing in your situation. As this will require an extended amount of time, we will schedule in lessons over a period before you both enter Hogwarts. What will be said Harry's status as Lord of House Potter. If he chooses to accept it, he will be brought into the public's eye before he reaches Hogwarts."

Harry and Hermione glanced at each other in anticipation and Harry broke the now lingering silence.

"And will I be able to delay taking up this lordship until I do reach Hogwarts?"

"No, but the Goblin Community may wait to register the forms with the Wizarding Government, if that is what you wish"

"Yes, that will be necessary to do" added Hermione.

"Both of you would still like to attend our lessons on Lordship, Harry as future lord, and you as his future lady?"

Both Harry and Hermione blushed but before Hermione could open her mouth, Harry answered "Yes"

"Good. That is all we are required to say today. We are looking forward to teaching you again. Here is your vault key and easy payment ring. This is more useful than the card as all you have to do is touch the payment order with your signet ring, which will remain invisible if wanted, and the funds will come directly from your account. If you wish to visit your vault we will show it to you now."

"No thank you, we have a lot to do today. We will just take the key and ring."

"No problem Lord Potter. I wish you both a good day."

Harry and Hermione both left Gringotts wondering just how much the goblins knew about their situation.

"They do seem to be telling the truth about their discretion. Nothing we can worry about at the moment, we still have other things to pick up today. Would you like to pick up our wands next?"

"Yes, I am really excited for these custom wands you were telling me about. I'm excited to see what I get." said Harry "It's nice knowing that I won't have the twin wand to Voldemort's" he said.

Hermione led Harry down Knockturn alley to a small shop without a name on the door

"Are you sure about this" whispered Harry as Hermione walked through the door.

"Always" she answered back. Next, she approached the elderly lady sitting on a stool in the dark corner of the room

"Hello Darlings" rasped the elderly lady. "I see you are looking for two wands."

Both unknowing how she could sense their requests, sat down in the two matching seats she gestured to with her thin hand". The lady was dressed all in grey that perfectly matched the tone of her hair. Her arms long and veiny, wrinkles occupying every inch of visible skin.

"Would the boy or girl like to search for their wand cores first"

"I would" said Harry as she looked at them both

The ancient lady handed Harry an even more ancient bag

"Follow my words carefully dear boy. Place your hand in the bag and say 'Venit cor tuum' then close your hand when you feel the item hit it.

Harry placed his hand in the bag and repeated the words 'Venit cor tuum'. He felt a stinging pain in his hand and he quickly closed his hand shut. He retrieved his hand from the bag. He laid the items onto the small table the elderly woman hand conjured, which Harry did not notice earlier.

He didn't recognize the cores that lay in front of him.

"Very interesting" whispered the lady. "Many years since I have required two cores in one wand."

"What is that even possible? I've never read about such a thing before?" asked Hermione, clearly displeased with the results of Harry's draw.

"Yes it is, this will be a well-crafted wand. Well suited for you indeed. Both the Horn of a Horned serpent and Thunderbird feather, will lend themselves to you. You should be grateful for such protective cores. Next you are my dear. Do you remember the words?"

"Yes I do." muttered Hermione as she reached into the bag and repeated the words. She removed a single core from the bag and placed the core on another conjured table.

"A White River Monster Spine, how delightful, I know of nobody with both of your wand core combinations. They will not be matched by any other wizards wand."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other apprehensively but both decided to carry on when she handed them another bag.

This bag looked less ancient and more polished than any other thing found in the shop. The lady asked Harry to say a new set of words, but this time in English.

He reached into the bags and repeated after the lady " I summon thee"

He drew forth a 9 inch, rigid ebony frame, and placed it next to his two wand cores

Hermione did the same and grasped a 10 inch, rigid walnut frame.

"You may collect your wands in two hours, the cost is 0 galleons each, normally it is more expensive but you both chose materials that are not in demand so I gave you both a little discount. You may call it my contribution to the war effort" the lady said smiling. I'll even throw in a nice pair of wand holders. Ill see you then". The lady said as she hurried Harry and Hermione out of her shop.

"Today has just gotten weirder and weirder" said Harry as he followed Hermione towards 'Wiseacre's Wizarding Equipment'

"I heard they have a rare expandable trunk for sale, like the one I read Newt Scamander had." Hermione mentioned, looking at her list. Let's get in and buy it fast.

They quickly headed inside and talked to the shop owner. He showed them to the state of the art expandable featherweight trunk. It was charmed to weigh 10 pounds for muggles and be completely filled with clothes. For wizards, the inside featured a large open living space, twice the size of the largest magical tent, 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, 3 bathrooms, and a mid tier sized library.

They purchased the trunk even though it was pricey, costing 1000 galleons. They both left the store and headed to buy an ice cream while waiting for their wands.

Soon the two hours were up and they headed back to the small shop without a name. They walked in to find two wands and wand holders laying neatly on the desk. The lady sat quietly and asked them to try the wands. Harry and Hermione both picked up their respective wands and a light show never before recorded, lit the room. Both of the wands were more than perfect matches. It was if fate itself chose these wands for them. The ancient looking lady bid them a good day and handed them both instructions about their wand cores attributes.

Harry and Hermione apparated back to the park with their new equipment. They decided to leave the rest of the shopping until tomorrow. There was no rush for things to be done quickly as the Dursleys were at Aunt Marge's for a week. This left lots of time for chores to be finished.