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This is my first fanfiction.

Thank you and have a nice read.

It's been 4 years since the Battle of Hogwarts, also called the Second Wizarding War. Harry and Ginny are preparing for tonight's dinner party. They decided to invite their old friends, and Harry, shockingly, also invited the Malfoys, as he was a witness to Narcissa's deception to make Lord Voldemort believe that he killed him. Even though Ron isn't particularly close to Draco, Ginny and Hermione appreciate Astoria's presence, which makes them friends.

The first visitors were Ron and Hermione, who were already married, and Hermione immediately went to help Ginny. The Longbottoms and Scamanders arrived a few minutes later, and the girls assisted Ginny and Hermione in the kitchen. While the boys are helping themselves in the living room, they are all conversing with one another when they hear a doorbell and see the Malfoys, who are the last visitors.

"Good evening, Potter!" When Harry was greeted by Draco Malfoy, he just grinned because he was used to Draco's remarks.

"Hello, Malfoy, and also to you, Astoria," he said as he welcomed them inside and handed their coats to the Potter elf, Kreacher.

"Where are Ginny and Hermione, Harry?" Astoria Malfoy, who was looking for her friends, gave a gentle smile.

"They're currently in the kitchen preparing tonight's dinner," she said, leading them to the living room, where they were greeted by the others. Astoria kissed Draco on the cheek before heading to the kitchen. "I'll be right back," she said, smiling as she entered the kitchen.

Ron snickered at Draco, "Oh Malfoy, nice to see you here." Draco simply grins at Ron's dismissive attitude toward him.

"Yeah, my wife also wants to visit your wife and others. Why not?"

"Come on, guys, you'll never hear the end of it if Hermione and Astoria find you bickering again."

Harry went to help Ginny as the girls began to prepare for dinner. They sat down at the table after a few moments of discussion. They all begin to eat and speak about their time at Hogwarts, recalling the battle as well.

Without the danger of Voldemort and nightmares, everything is fine.

Harry was pleased and satisfied with his life.

As the night ends, there is no reason to be scared of waking up, while Voldemort is hunting him, hurting the people he loves. He can sleep and make himself fall asleep for a better tomorrow.

Harry was woken the next morning when he suddenly smashed his head into a wall.'What the!' Our room is big and not this dark! ' This put him on guard and he tried to find his glasses and he wore them. He looks for his wand on his right side table to look for it but he didn't find a table nor his wand and it hit him that Ginny is also not on his side and his bed is small he starts looking around to see everything he sees his small figurine toys in front of him that he can reach it easily, he saw a familiar slanted ceiling ad he knows where he is. He was in Dursley's House on Number Four, Privet Drive.

He tried to open his door but remembers that it was currently locked because of his supposed mistake of breaking the vase that his Aunt cherished, but Dudley and his friend point out the fault to him. He tried to think of everything as if it was just a dream, but he knew it was not!. These current events don't happen without a cause. Harry reminiscences everything when he realized that it was already morning. He could hear the pounding of the stairs when his aunt opened the door to let him out and get ready to cook the food for breakfast. He quickly went to the bathroom and saw the 10-years-old version of himself. 'He is really back to his 10 years old.' One of the strangest things happened to him just last night. He was 21 years old and woke up back to his 10 years old.

After he collected himself, he went to the kitchen and saw the date on the calendar. Today was his cousin Dudley's birthday. He could still remember the spoiled and arrogant cousin. In just a few days, the letter from Hogwarts would be delivered to him. He went to get dressed and cook quickly to prevent his uncle's anger. After breakfast, Dudley immediately went to his presents. Ignoring his cousin's anger about his presents, he just looked and watched him open everything. He remembers everyone and the plans he had for everything. He just hopes that his best friends and his friends also remember everything.