New Present

Last thing Harry saw before being in total darkness was piercing blue eyes, for a moment he didn't realise what was happening but with a sudden jolt and feeling searing pain around his scar, and realising he wasn't standing anymore, as he was on a bed lying maybe sleeping but he was not able to notice other things because of his scar and when he touched his scar he realised it was bleeding it pained, he suddenly realised he was in a room where he has never been before, but still he knew this place, but because of the searing pain in his scar and the bleeding he was not able to think much as he got out of his bed, for some reason he knew where the washroom was he got out of the room and went right to his room, then straight in front him was a door, which he opened, straight in front of him he saw a mirror and tap, he started the tap for washing his face for some reason the pain was ebbing away for that he was grateful and it took him a minute before realising he was panting, he carefully washed his scar and grabbed a towel to dry his face, he realised there was not any wound or anything it was just his scar but why it was bleeding just before a minute? Before he could think anymore, the washroom door opened and a woman stood there, the moment he saw her, he dropped the towel, and it took him a second to realise his mouth was wide open,

"Harry, what happened?" she asked with sleep in her green eyes, but Harry didn't know how to reply, it felt like he has lost his voice, she looked like his mother those red hair, those green eyes, for some weird reason he realised he was in Godric Hallows, and he knew in front him it was his mother not someone else for a weird moment he thought he was daydreaming but he knew they did it, He, Ron and Hermione did it. They changed everything, he wanted to hug his mother but his body was not responding to his mind anymore.

"Harry, are you alright?" Lily asked, while moving towards her son concern etched on her expressions.

"I-I'm alright" Harry stuttered as he regained his voice, but for some reason Lily didn't think he was telling the truth

"It is five in the morning you never wake up this early,- she stopped saying as she realised something, something which she hasn't noticed before then she gasped, in a minute she was right in front of him, touching his scar, Harry was taken aback by this sudden movement but then he gasped too, how he still has the scar? it should have gone if he had defeated him? if he never got chance to come kill his parents? why? how?

"Harry what is it, how did you get it??" his mother asked, looking straight into his eyes searching for the answer, her worried eyes, all Harry can think was way to go harry your first moment with your mother and you are already making her worry about you.

"I-" Harry started saying, but he was not able to come up with anything, his mother was staring at his scar, with worry.

"I got it in school but didn't know how to tell you so I hid it" said Harry, he didn't know how he was able to keep his voice straight or not cry or not hug his mother because he was dying to hug her.

"how, in a prank or something??" she asked now there was just not worry but anger mixed in her mother's voice and he didn't know how he was going to get away with it

"Yeah, and I was using this paste to hid it from you all guys it works until I wash it off, I just didn't know how to tell you" said Harry, he wasn't sure how he was able to make something like this up with a straight face, way to go harry first conversation with your mother and all of it a lie.

"why didn't you tell me harry" she asked again

"I didn't want to make you worry" he said

"harry this scar I'll have to do something about it, didn't you go to madam Pomfrey and asked her to help you disappear it" she asked

"No" he said, "and I already have something that will help me to make it disappear you don't have to worry" he replied, he wanted to say mum but he didn't know why he wasn't able to

"But that doesn't answer why are you still up so early?" she asked, with a raised eyebrow, she still was looking at his scar "neither how you got the scar"

"I just woke up early and the scar I tripped while the prank" he replied, "can I go to my room?" he wanted nothing more than to stay with her, talk to her, hug her but he can't keep on lying with her with a straight face he needed to get out of here.

"Okay," she replied and he instantly, ran out of the washroom directly to his room, Yeah it was his room, he can't believe it, everything worked, they saved his family, but still how did he got scar here, and what his mother said meant he never had one, he had this the moment he woke up.

He looked around and noticed some photographs on his bed side table he moved forward and picked up a photo his mouth was slightly agape, as he realised he was staring at Himself, his father, his mother and two more people by the look of it younger than him a boy and girl with red hair, both of them with hazel black eyes, and he knew they were his SIBLINGS.

Harry after five minutes still was staring at the photo as all five of them smiling and excitedly waving hands. After a minute Harry put the photo down and looked on other there was one of his godfather with him on his shoulder, he was young, maybe around Seven or eight, another with Remus sitting on stairs and in a deep conversation with Harry as it looked like he didn't even knew he was being photographed. There was one more which he didn't expected at all, as it was with Dean and Seamus, in his Hogwarts robes, maybe second or third year. Where was Ron and Hermione?

But as he was thinking where his best friends were and how much there life has changed as if they were not in his photo with him there was a lot of chance they were not even friends, which slightly made Harry frightened, but the very moment he heard hooting, from his window and saw Hedwig sitting there, soon he searched for parchment and his quill before writing a letter to Ron and one to Hermione.

Last memory he had was of holding Hermione's hand before he felt the blackness and nothing surrounding him but soon he knew he was lying on a soft familiar surface and before he opened his eyes he knew where he was, the moment he did, he saw his old Chudely Cannons's poster. He quickly got out of his bed, looked out of his window, it was early in the morning, he can't believe it they did it, they finally changed everything at least hope so, what to hope they killed every last piece of his soul and managed it before he even realised something like that was happening, now all he has to do is somehow contact to Hermione and Harry, he has Hermione's telephone number, at least he had her telephone number before but is it going to be the same (he memorised her number for one thing), even there are going to be changes, He, Harry and Hermione are still going to be around, right? He was still going to be there Friend? He doesn't even want to dwell on to they can be dead as they did change a lot in past. But for some reason he knew they are fine.

He went downstairs, as fast as he could and tried to find the telephone his father brought in his second year, but he wasn't able to find it. He went into the kitchen where his mother was making breakfast, his father was sitting on the table reading some papers

"It's a surprise Ron, how did you manage to wake up this early" his mother asked

"not feeling sleepy mum" he answered without looking at her as he was walking towards his father

"Dad, where is the telephone??" he asked as soon as he was infront of his father.

"Telephone?" his father asked, surprised by his son's abrupt question "how do you know about them, isn't it a muggle device"

"Yes, Dad you brought one a few years ago, it lets you talk to people" he replied,

"Did I?" his father asked him, Ron thought of asking his father, but stopped in mid sentence as the sentence rang in his head "By this you are going to change a lot, the future, at least the future you know"

"Never mind" Ron muttered as his father was still looking at him with confusion

The very moment his mother brought breakfast for his father and he thanked his wife before tucking in momentarily forgetting his son's questions.

"Ron, sit I'll brought your breakfast too " his mother beamed at him, maybe he did

surprised his mother by waking up early.

"Dad how did Voldemort die" he blurted out, his father dropped the spoon, and stared at him and the very same moment he heard something hitting floor in kitchen too, after blurting out he realised that maybe he asked the question in wrong way but still he needed some answer, some confirmation that yeah, they did something.. His father was still staring at him until Ron coughed a bit, hearing him cough his father came back to his senses, cleared his throat before speaking

"Dumbledore killed him , and you already know this, why are you asking this out of the blue"

"Yeah, he did" Ron just said with a nervous laugh, his father was still staring at him, soon his mother came and served him breakfast, she was looking at him with concern in her eyes and asked him " are you feeling alright, dear?

"I'm fine, mum" he said, as he was starving for some reason, he started wolfing down his food, when he was full his father has already left for work, after still looking at him for a second. But as his father left Ginny came down in kitchen while rubbing her eyes, and before Ron realised what he was doing he was already hugging his sister firmly, it looked like he was going to crack her ribs but it ended as soon as it started, she pushed him so hard that he almost stumbled on chairs behind him, and saw that his sister was looking at him with disgust, the way she never looked at him, Ron felt a pang of pain in his chest, last time he saw his sister was before she was killed right in front of him, last time he saw her she was not looking at him like this, she was looking at him with love not disgust.

"Gone out of your head or something, SNAKE" she shouted

One thing he didn't understand was what the hell he did to his sister so she was looking at him like that, another why she called him a snake did he backstabbed her or something

"GINNY!!" he heard his mother shouting as she came out of kitchen, "THIS IS HOW YOU SPEAK TO YOUR BROTHER!"

Ginny just snorted and went to sit on one of the chairs, he saw his mother now she was looking at him with concern and asked one more time "are you sure your are feeling alright?"

"I'm fine, mum" he replied and soon got out of the room and ran upstairs but not before seeing twins and both of them giving him a cold stare, he ignored them and straight went to his room.

When he came back after Dinner to his room he realised one thing for sure none of his siblings liked him, not even Percy maybe he was just giving him cold shoulder because Fred, George and Ginny were giving him, Ginny for some weird reason didn't even talk to him, and like always Fred and George pulled some nasty tricks on him, no surprise there.

But all the worry, all the concerns, all the doubts faded away, as he saw beautiful white owl on his window, he sighed in relief as he ran to it and quickly saw two letters one mailed to him, another Hermione, he patted the owl and offered him some water, as started reading his letter.

Hi Ron,

I hope you and Hermione are alright, this was a weird experience but I think everything worked out fine except there are a lot of changes a lot. And my parents are alive they are safe and I have siblings, two of them (I don't know there name yet, I haven't even met them yet, I'm writing this very early in the morning)I met my mother, I saw her. She is beautiful. I don't know what to say. I will meet my father and then my brother and sister I kind of feel weird, really weird.But something happened which kind of is concerning, it's my scar as nothing here happened, means Tom never targeted me so I can't have that right and until this morning apparently I didn't have one but the moment I woke up my forehead was bleeding around my scar and I think we soon will have to talk to Professor Dumbledore about this and everything.And I don't know how but I feel like you and Hermione and I aren't friends now, I mean on my bedside table there is photo and it is of Dean and Seamus with me, it's kind of weird but we will work it out, right?.

Harry

P.S – write me as soon as possible and you can write a letter to Hermione and send it with Hedwig as she is going there.

After reading Harry's letter, Ron tried to find few parchments and quills but not able to find one quill, he opened his trunk to find one but as he saw a tie lying in his trunk over books he took it out for a few seconds, he just stared at the Green and silver tie but with out even thinking he ran downstairs and saw Percy sitting with his dad chatting in hall and shouted "I'm in SLYTHERIN!"

His father and brother stared at him for a second before Percy said "we already know that, Ronald"

Ron just stared at his brother all blood draining from his face, he dumbly stared at his father to contradict Percy but he didn't. His mother came running out of nowhere and asked him "are you alright, honey?"

Last thing she remembered before total darkness surrounding her was holding Ron's hand, after a few moments she realised she was lying on something fluffy and opened her eyes in an instant and tried to find her wand before she realised what place this was, it was her room, she was home. She opened the drawers, beside her bed, and retrieved the wand, that's where she always put it when she was home.

When it was around six she went out of her room to kitchen and sat on one of the chairs before she noticed it was not just her father who was sitting there, there was also a teenager boy who has black hair just like her father, but eyes same as her mother brown, without even knowing how, she knew who he was. But it was a big surprise to her, how did they change something from her life, how can she have a brother out of nowhere. His father was reading newspaper, when he put it down and the boy took it. She saw her father's face who greeted her but she was too stunned to see him, last time she saw them was when she erased their memories of her and before she knew she got up and went to her father and hugged him tight while crying, her father was a bit in shock by her sudden outburst but soon started patting her and saying it's okay.

"What happened?" she heard her dad asking someone maybe the boy no his brother. She didn't heard him say anything maybe he just shrugged.

When she let go of her father his father let her sit near him but as she settled her mother came and looked at her and before she can ask what was happening Hermione already was hugging her mother and crying.

"if I'm the next, please pass" she heard her brother saying and for some reason she chuckled.

After crying while having her breakfast and telling her parents she doesn't know why she is crying but then his father asked her something which made her to look up.

"If you are crying because of your OWL result, then I thought it was better then you expected" Her father asked worriedly, she was startled for one it meant she was in her sixth year now, two she performed poor but how she performed poor.

"what do you mean?" She asked, but her brother snorted

"Stephen" her father said strictly

"still you got four or five owls right?" her father asked like he was trying to cheer her.

"WHAT!" she shouted before even realising what she was doing everyone was staring at her. Before she knew she ran out kitchen to her room and tried to find her OWL result, finally she found it and instantly unfolded it. The moment she saw it, she almost fainted.

After seeing her result Hermione has barricaded herself in her room, not allowing anyone to talk to her, she didn't even have dinner it was almost nine. She can't believe it, she can't a lot has changed here, she was some dumb girl here by the look of result it looks like by a lot of trouble she somehow managed to scrape five owls, JUST FIVE, not even one outstanding just HOW THIS CAN HAPPEN TO HER!

"Hermione" Stephen shouted "you got letters"

She instantly knew who has sent her letters and didn't think twice before coming out and saw Stephen standing out of her room

"where are the letters?"

"The stupid bird won't let us touch her,"

Hermione ran to the kitchen and saw Hedwig on kitchen window, the moment she entered Hedwig hooted, she ran to the owl and saw three letters two to her and one to Harry she instantly got her letters and gave Hedwig some bread crumbs to eat.

Hi Hermione,

I hope you are okay. It looks like our plans have worked, we succeeded a lot has changed, a lot. My parents never died. And I saw my mum. My mum, Hermione. She is beautiful and I didn't even know how to talk to her. I didn't saw my dad yet. It is early morning when I'm writing this. I will have to meet others later and one more thing I have got two younger sibling one sister one brother. Kind of weird.When I woke up, my scar was bleeding badly but when I washed it there was no wound. As Tom never got chance to target me I don't think I should have one and apparently I didn't until today morning. It is weird and worrying me I think we will have to talk to professor Dumbledore soon. i think we aren't friends anymore . I saw photo of Dean and Seamus with me but not you and Ron , it's weird but we will work it out, right?

HARRY

P.S -. You can write to me and Ron back and you might have received a letter from Ron as Hedwig went their first.

She put the Harry's letter aside and unfolded Ron's letter,

I'M IN BLOODY SLYTHERIN, I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG HERE. MY SIBLINGS HATE ME FOR SOME REASON AND I THINK BEING SLYTHERIN IS ONE OF THEM. AND MY MUM IS KEEP ON ASKING ME IF I'M ALRIGHT, AND I'M TIRED OF TELLING HER I'M FINE, AS I'M NOT.

Sorry Hermione but I didn't know how to say that all as I'm feeling like shouting and crying out loud as I was not able to believe anything and at least now I know why Harry and I aren't friends here.. maybe my best friend is Malfoy here I'm already vomiting….. bloody hell.

Ron

P.S – I asked my dad he told me Dumbledore killed voldemort.

After reading the letter for a second she wasn't able to believe Ron but then she remembered her result and realised anything is possible here and she asked her brother

"what house I'm in?" without even thinking how dumb this was going to sound but she was already dumb she was living up to her reputation here. Her brother just stared at her and shook her head.

"How did you manage to even get five owls" he said before leaving the kitchen.

She looked around and saw her father who was looking at her.

"Can you tell me Dad" she asked, he looked a bit surprised but then said "Hufflepuff"

No wonder.

AN : I know I didn't write how they went to past, killed Voldemort (did they?) how they returned. (but this is how it's fun. soon I'll write everything if anyone is interested in reading otherwise I'll lose interest in writing.)..