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Harry and Susan walked into the Great Hall that morning still holding hands, and sat down at the table across from Neville and Hannah in their usual spot.

"And where have you been Susan Bones? You weren't in your bed last night," declared Hannah.

"I was with Harry," Susan responded simply.

"Well Harry wasn't in bed either last night," said Neville

"That's because I was with Sue," came Harry's reply.

Neville and Hannah looked at each other with a questioning look before looking across the table at their friends who had mischievous grins plastered on their faces.

"Whatever," Hannah said as she shook her head.

"Did you hear we've got flying practice this afternoon," Neville asked a little nervous.

Harry's eyes lit up at mentioning flying. "I can't wait! This is going to be awesome!"

"Have you done much flying," Hannah asked in between bites.

"Are you kidding me? Harry is an amazing flyer. Youngest seeker in centuries," Susan replied ecstatically before thinking about what she said and added, "or at least he has the potential to be."

"Nice save," Harry whispered. It was met with a grin.

"Not only have you spent all this time with him in secret but you've seen him fly too? What is the deal with you two," Hannah asked annoyed.

Harry shrugged before leaning across the table and speaking at them in a serious voice. "Ok. Here's the truth. We're time travelers. We've been sent backwards in time to change the past. By changing the past we prevent the future. To do this we must protect…Sarah Connor."

Susan busted out laughing, causing several heads to turn, while Neville and Hannah looked at them like they still had no idea what was going on.

"It's…it's…a muggle movie…" Susan said as she tried to catch her breath.

Hannah had no idea what was going on with her best friend lately but she seemed to laugh more and have fun even if she was spending almost all her time with Harry Potter. As long as she was having fun Hannah wouldn't object but she just wish she understood them better.

That afternoon the Hufflepuffs stood across from the Slytherins with brooms next to every one of the first years.

"Alright," Madam Hooch started off, "we're going to start off by summoning the brooms. Put your hand over the broom and say UP." She did a quick demonstration before she allowed them to try. Harry was the only to get it on the first attempt. Susan and many of the others got it on the second attempt. When Neville tried it, the broom came up and almost whacked him in the head causing an outburst of laughter among the Slytherins and an embarrassed Neville.

"Very good Mr. Potter. 5 points to Hufflepuff. Next we're going to mount the brooms and slowly rise off the ground. Take it easy now. We don't want any accidents." Harry knew what was going to happen so he waited for Neville to get off the ground first despite his urge to get out there and fly.

As before, Neville rose pretty high into the air before his broom started acting wonky. Before anyone else could react Harry shot up next to his friend and helped him get control of the broom. Neither one of them noticed that in the commotion a small glass ball had fallen out of Neville's robes and landed on the grass between the Hufflepuffs and the Slytherins. Draco Malfoy reached down and picked up the ball as Harry helped Neville back to the ground.

"Cursed school brooms," Madam Hooch said as she ran a quick spell over the broom. "This thing shouldn't even be in commission," she said as she tossed the broom to the ground a few feet away from everyone else.

Meanwhile Harry had turned to see Draco holding Neville's remembrall. "Give that back Malfoy. It belongs to Neville."

"You want it Potter? Come and get it," Malfoy said as he took to the air. Harry followed quickly behind. Madam Hooch turned around in time to see Draco Malfoy throw something. In the blink of an eye Harry Potter had corkscrewed over Malfoy chasing after the glass ball. She was surprised how fast he managed to get the school broom going but she was afraid that he would never be able to stop in time from hitting the castle. He reached out and caught the glass ball before it hit the school and had managed to come to a complete stop, holding the glass ball in one hand. He turned and looked in the window he had stopped next too and gave the staring Professor McGonagall a mischievous smile and a wink before pointing his broom to the ground and diving straight down. The entire class gasped, including Madam Hooch as he got closer to the ground. At the last second he pulled up, mere inches from the ground and shot towards the rest of his class. He slowed and performed a perfect walking dismount as he walked the last few feet towards the cheering class with his broom over his shoulder.

He handed the ball to Neville before he got punched in the arm. "Harry James Potter, if you ever scare me like that again I will curse you into next week," Susan started.

Madam Hooch came over. "That was absolutely incredible flying Mr. Potter. Take 20 points for Hufflepuff for helping out a fellow classmate and follow me. We need to visit Professor Sprout. The rest of you are dismissed!" Harry looked over his shoulder at Susan and gave her a smile and a wink before holding out his hand. She ran forward and grabbed his hand as the quickly followed Madam Hooch to Professor Sprout's office. Along the way the ran into Professor McGonagall who looked at Harry.

"That was some impressive flying Mr. Potter. You're a natural on the broom, just like your father," she added.

"You should have seen him Minerva. After that he pulled a perfect Wronski Feint…on a school broom of all things," Madam Hooch exclaimed.

"That's most impressive Mr. Potter. You might even give Gryffindor a run for their money," said Professor McGonagall with a hint of a smile.

"But Professors," Harry said innocently, "I'm not even on the team."

"Leave that to us Potter," replied Madam Hooch.

They knocked on the door to Professor Sprout's office as soon as they arrived. "Come in," came the familiar voice from behind the door.

Professor Sprout looked up from her desk as the door opened and was awfully surprised as Madam Hooch, Professor McGonagall, Harry Potter and Susan Bones walked in. "To what do I owe the pleasure," she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"To put it simply Pomona, you need Potter on your quidditch team. He caught a remembrall thrown by Draco Malfoy and managed to catch it and come to a complete stop a mere foot from the school and on a school broom no less," Professor McGonagall started.

"Then he performed a perfect Wronksi Faint followed by a perfect walking dismount. I know current players that can't even do that. You need him on your team Pomona," added Madam Hooch

"You might even have a shot at the house cup this year."

Professor Sprout held up her hands. "Alright. Alright. I'll get Cedric to evaluate him tonight and if he's a good as you say then he'll make the team easily."

As they left the office, Susan turned to him. "Is that what happened last time? Is that how you made the team?"

Harry smiled, "More or less."

That evening, Harry met the Captain of the Hufflepuff team, Cedric Diggory, and the rest of the team out on the quidditch pitch while Susan watched from the stands with Hannah and Neville.

"I heard you're quite the seeker Potter. From what I hear you even pulled off a perfect Wronski Feint. Now seeing as I'm the seeker on the team we're going to test out your skills against me. I'm going to be using a school broom as well so that there are no advantages. Just a good honest test of skills. Now here's what we're going to do. We're going to fly up and their going to release the snitch. First to 3 catches wins. Good luck."

Harry nodded and the two took to the skies. A minute later the first snitch was released. The seekers circled the pitch looking for any sign of the snitch. A moment later Cedric shot down, followed quickly by Harry. Cedric caught the first snitch.

"You're going to have to do better than that if you want a spot on the team," shouted Cedric.

"I was just giving you a chance," replied Harry, much to the team's amusement.

Harry proceeded to catch the next 2 snitches and Cedric caught the one after that. They were tied 2-2 as they headed back to the skies once more. Harry spotted a golden glint down on the field. It was the snitch! He shot down towards it with Cedric right on his tail. Cedric wasn't as risky in his moves as Harry was which cost him some space as Harry pulled off something similar to Wronski Feint and chased the snitch along the sidelines. The snitch spiraled up the goal post and hung in the center of the left goal. Cedric who hadn't spiraled up after it shot straight towards. Harry came up to the goal from the backside, and shot through the hoop, spinning to the underside of the broom while managing to snatch the snitch just before Cedric. Cheers came from his friends in the stands as well as from the team below.

As they landed down by the rest of the team who patted him on the back and congratulated him on such a fine performance, Cedric held out his hand. "Welcome to the team Potter. We'll each play half the games as starting seeker and half as a reserve. Practices are twice a week. First one is on Thursday night. I'll take to Professor Sprout about getting you a uniform. We're going to have to see about getting you a new broom too. That was some amazing flying though."

"I would agree," came the voice of Madam Hooch as she walked out of the shadows where she had been watching just in case on injuries. "Although it does appear Mr. Potter tends to fly a little more…carefree than you do Mr. Diggory. This should be an interesting season. Hufflepuff definitely has a shot at the house cup this year."

"You really think so," asked Cedric.

"I do indeed Mr. Diggory. Have a great night," with that Madam Hooch left the field. Shortly after that the rest of the team broke up to enjoy the rest of their night as Harry walked over to his friends in the stands.

"Well," Susan asked. "What's the verdict?"

"Seeker of the Hufflepuff team. Well co-seeker really. Cedric and I are splitting the matches as seeker."

His friends congratulated him as they headed back towards the castle. Harry and Susan held hands the entire way back. Hannah looked and them as they walked.

"Why do you guys hold hands all the time," she asked out of curiosity.

Harry shrugged. "Why not? It feels right and we like it." Susan nodded in agreement.

That night, Harry seemed to toss and turn in bed more than usual. He just couldn't get comfy and fall asleep. Feeling frustrated, he gave up and went out to the common room where he saw Susan sitting there staring into the fire.

"Couldn't sleep either," he asked.

"Not a wink," she replied looking exhausted.

"I know, last night was some of the best sleep I've had in a while, despite the nightmare."

"Me too," admitted Susan.

Harry thought for a moment. "Why don't we just sleep out here then?" He pulled out his wand and Engorgio'd the couch so that is was big enough for the two of them to sleep on side by side. Following that Susan pulled out her wand and made two fluffy pillows and a blanket. Harry waved his wand and dimmed the lights of the common room as before climbing under the blanket next to Susan. He took off his glasses and set them on the coffee table.

"Goodnight Sue."

"Goodnight Harry."

With that he put his arm around her and they quickly drifted off to sleep.

When Pomona Sprout wandered into the Hufflepuff common room a little later to check on everything she noticed it was awfully dim. She was going to raise the lights so that she could see when she say two shapes laying on a couch. As she crept over she saw that the couch had been enlarged and there cuddled up in the middle of the couch were the sleeping forms of Susan Bones and Harry Potter. She would have to talk to Dumbledore about this. With that she made a quick check everywhere else and then headed off to talk with Dumbledore about the latest development in the Bones/Potter scenario.

The next morning was calm and beautiful out. The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing. Not that you could tell from inside of Azkaban. Inside everything was dark with the occasional screaming as the Dementors fed. A skinny man with long dark hair and an unshaven face lay in the corner of his dirty cell with his eyes closed. He heard footsteps coming down the hallway. "Probably someone else getting thrown in here," he thought to himself. It seemed like all former traces of himself were gone and in its place was an empty shell. The footsteps stopped outside his door and with a loud clang and the sliding of a bar the door swung open.

Amelia Bones stepped in and silently gasped at the man lying in the corner. He looked nothing like he used to. Nothing like the man she once cared for. "That's what Azkaban does to you though," she thought. As she looked at him she felt eternally guilty for not visiting him before this and especially for not helping him out when he needed it the most.

"Careful ma'am. He could be dangerous," the guard warned as she took another step towards the man.

"Sirius," she whispered to him. "Sirius, I've come to take you home. You're free. They caught Peter."

The man on the floor shook his head and started sobbing. "Why do you do this to me? Why do you appear as the woman I love and tell me I'm free? I'm going to get my hopes up only to get smashed down again." He was sobbing and shaking on the floor. She reached out and grasped his hand at hearing how he still loved her.

"Sirius, it's not a dream or a nightmare. This is for real. I'm really Ami and I've come to take you out of here. It has been far too long and I was wrong. I'm so so sorry. Nothing I can ever do or say will make up for what I've done but we need to get you out of here. Harry is waiting for you," she said as tears ran down her cheeks.

Sirius Black couldn't believe what he was hearing. He looked up and found himself face to face with the woman he'd been dreaming about since he'd been thrown in this hell. The only woman he'd ever truly loved. Then her words registered. Harry was waiting. His godson was waiting for him. "Harry," he asked hoarsely.

"Yes. Harry Potter. Your godson. He's the one you have to thank for all this and you won't believe the story. Now let's get you out of here" With that she helped him to his feet and put her arm around him and helped him towards the exit.

He turned and looked at her as they were walking. "It's good to see you again Ami. It's been far too long," he said with all the grin he could manage.

"Sirius Black, you'll never change but you're absolutely right. It has been far too long. Let's make sure that doesn't happen again," she smiled as they stepped out of the cell and made their way towards the only exit.