Chapter 6
The Second Harry
Harry awoke up in the hospital ward, and incredible pain in the side of his head and his whole body aching. He reached over to the bedside table, grabbed his glasses and put them on. Madam Pomfrey the ward matron, emerged through the curtains to check on him.
'Ahh you're finally awake!' She said placing a jug of water on the table . 'What do you mean?' What happened?' Harry asked rubbing his head,
'Poor boy, you were hit square in the head by one of those nasty Bludgers, and fell at least 60 feet from the air. You've been in a coma for 3 weeks now'
'Three weeks?' He asked, just as Ron and Hermione came in,
'Harry! You're awake!' Hermione joyfully cried, sitting down on his bed.
'We thought you were dead!' Ron hastily told him,
'What exactly happened?' Harry asked them,
'Oh, well, when you pounded Malfoy, which was awesome!... And then caught the snitch, the Slytherin team captain, Flint got really angry, took one of the beaters bats, and hit a bludger straight at your head. It was nasty, you fell pretty far, and everyone in the stadium went silent. They thought you'd died,' Ron explained, 'They've disqualified the Slytherin team from their next match, and plus, Flint got 2 weeks of detentions for wrongfully hitting it at you once the game was over!'
Harry wasn't amused, as he sat up.
'Yeah well he deserved it, both of them' He told them,
'Ok, that's enough for today, he needs to rest now!' Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, as she was very strict on the time limit for patients visits.
Ron and Hermione left through the curtains and Harry laid back to sleep.
Afterwards in the common room, Ron and Hermione were chatting about how cruel all of this was, when Harry came hurrying in through the portrait hole. He looked tired and hungry, he was puffing and panting.
'Harry, what are you doing here? Madam Pomfrey will get angry at you for leaving!' Hermione stated, but then Ron observed that there was no bandage on his head, and he wasn't wearing his pyjamas.
'Harry what's going on?' He asked,
'Hermione, Ron, I'm not in the hospital wing! I never was!' Harry panted,
'What do you mean? Yes, you were, you were there just 10 minutes ....' Hermione stopped,
'That wasn't me! I've been locked up in the stadium changing rooms for 3 weeks! By a spell! I only just managed to get out!' He yelled,
'But you got hit in the head by a bludger!' Ron told him,
'That wasn't me!' Harry replied, 'On the day of the Quidditch match, when I went to get changed into my robes, another Harry! Me! Came, took my robes, left and put a spell on the doors and windows so I couldn't escape!'
'So that means...'
'It means that I didn't get hit in the head by a bludger! Another Harry did!' Harry howled, Ron and Hermione were shocked.
'That explains why you've been acting so selfish and mean lately!' Hermione told him, 'And that's why you attempted to hurt Malfoy!' Ron cried,
'Exactly! I saw it all! I saw that other Harry, use my broomstick, hurt Malfoy, catch the snitch, and get hit in the head! I even saw Flint hit the bludger at him!'
Ron and Hermione were completely amazed. Just ten minutes ago, they were talking to a different Harry. Hermione got up,
'That must explain the writings in the book! And the signature!'
'And the cat kicking and Malfoy's dad seeing me buy those books! What I thought about, is maybe this Harry used that Time-Turner in the future or the past and came here to get something!' Harry explained,
'But what?' Ron shrugged,
'We won't know until we actually find out.'
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They all got up and left the common room, and headed for the hospital ward. When they reached the doors, Ron and Hermione went in, and Harry sneaked behind them. But when they reached the bed with the other Harry in, he was gone. They explored the sheets and drawers in the bedside table, but no evidence was found that he was even there.
'Harry, what are you doing out of bed?' Professor Reuben walked in at that minute frightening them,
'Oh, just exercising' Harry replied, pulling back the sheets and climbing into the bed.
'Why, is completely unknown,' Madam Pomfrey strolled in, '-and you two!' She told Ron and Hermione, 'I thought I told you! Enough!'
Hermione and Ron apologised and left with her. Reuben and Pomfrey didn't regard that there was nothing wrong with Harry's head. When they'd left, Professor Reuben, checked if they were completely gone, and turned back to Harry.
'What are you trying to do?' He asked Harry, 'If you don't be careful you could run into your future self!'
'What are you talking about?' Harry asked, but considered was a bad idea because Reuben was looking at him strangely.
'Harry ...' he continued, 'using my Time-Turner, there's still a possibility that you could come in contact with your older self'
'I know that but -' Harry played along,
'-and it's very stupid and dangerous to leave this lying around' Reuben told him, reaching into his inside jacket pocket, and pulling out what was unmistakably the Time-Turner.
'Where did I leave it?' Harry questioned, gazing at the hourglass.
'I found it in the changing rooms!' He exclaimed, handing it to Harry.
He looked at it. It was about the size of a small pebble, a gold chain running through the centre of an hourglass, consisting of a shiny silver sand.
'I didn't give it to you to play with, you know' He bellowed, ' Look after it this time! And by the way, great game!'
Professor Reuben turned and left the bedside, Harry still examining the hourglass. He got up out of bed and pocketed it. He had to find Ron and Hermione to tell them what had just happened. Sneaking towards the curtain, he peeked out to find Professor Reuben just leaving, and Madam Pomfrey making an empty bed across from him. If he tried to sneak out now, she would surely put him back to bed, but he had an idea. He took his wand out of his pocket and aimed it at a water jug, sitting on a bedside table opposite and whispered,
'Rictusempra'
A small jet of silver sparks shot out of his wand and hit the jug, shattering it all over the floor. Madam Pomfrey, dashed over to clean it up, and Harry quickly but quietly sneaked out the doors.
He ran up the stairs to the portrait hole, shouted the password,
'Universal Might'
at the fat lady in the painting, the portrait swung open and ran into the room. He found Ron looking through the old books again.
'Ron, Ron look!' He held up the hourglass, but instead of finding Ron, Draco Malfoy was sitting at the table inspecting the writing in the books.
'Looking for someone Potter?' He smiled standing up in front of him.
'How did you get in here?' Harry asked,
'Your fat friend, Neville, happily told me the password when I promised that I'd get you back for killing his toad'
'But I didn't kill it!' Harry yelled, 'And if a teacher finds you in here-'
'What will they do? My dad would take care of them. What's that?' Malfoy spotted the Time-Turner. 'A present for me?' Malfoy shot his hand out and pried it from him.
Harry strived to stop him, but Malfoy shoved him backwards into the chair. He examined it.
'Hmm, I know what this is!' He eyed it, 'this is one of those things that takes you back in time!'
Harry got up and attempted to grab it from him but missed. Malfoy put it in his pocket and began to walk out.
'Give it back Malfoy, it doesn't belong to you!' Harry yelled,
'I don't think it belongs to you either,' Malfoy sniggered back, 'Oh and, writing Happy Birthday to yourself? Now I've seen you do everything, Potter!'
Something snapped inside of Harry and he pulled out his wand, pointing it directly at Malfoy.
'Don't try anything!' He told him, walking slowly towards him, just as Ron and Hermione came in through the hole.
'Harry, what happened!?' Hermione asked, not noticing Malfoy standing there. Ron was gaping at him, furiously.
'Draco, who do you think you are!?' Ron yelled at him,
'Why don't you ask Potter?' He replied walking directly back out of the portrait hole.
Harry put down his wand, not taking his eyes off the point where Malfoy exited.
'Well, what happened?' Hermione repeated,
'And how was Draco in here!?' Ron bellowed,
Harry slumped into a chair near the fire.
'I had it... I had the Time-Turner' He started, ' But Malfoy, got the password from Neville and took it from me!'
'You're kidding!?' Ron cried, Harry shook his head.
'We should tell Dumbledore!' Hermione told him,
'No, I don't want to have to explain everything to him' harry replied, 'Because Professor Reuben gave it to me! And he also told me a bit more...'
For the remainder of the night, Harry told them about what Reuben had said to him. Hermione discovered that the books they found, were the same books that Malfoy's dad saw the other Harry buying, and that they've presumably been back and forth through time and that's why they're old and tattered. They reckoned that this 'Past Harry' that they referred to him as, was responsible for killing Neville's toad, perhaps to get the new password into the Gryffindor tower. Afterwards, Harry ate heaps at dinner because he was starving and slept on it, and he was anxious about what Malfoy was going to do with the Time- Turner and how to get it back, but finally fell asleep.
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When he woke up the next morning, there were swarms of people in the common room. They all looked happy, and most of them were laughing. Harry found Oliver Wood, settled on the ground in front of the fire. He sat down next to him.
'Hey Oliver, what's going on? Why are there so many people down here?' He asked,
'What? Didn't you hear?' He smiled back, 'That Slytherin Seeker, Draco Malfoy, was discovered this morning, tied by his ankles, suspended from a rope on the highest Quidditch goalring! Isn't that funny?'
Harry awoke up in the hospital ward, and incredible pain in the side of his head and his whole body aching. He reached over to the bedside table, grabbed his glasses and put them on. Madam Pomfrey the ward matron, emerged through the curtains to check on him.
'Ahh you're finally awake!' She said placing a jug of water on the table . 'What do you mean?' What happened?' Harry asked rubbing his head,
'Poor boy, you were hit square in the head by one of those nasty Bludgers, and fell at least 60 feet from the air. You've been in a coma for 3 weeks now'
'Three weeks?' He asked, just as Ron and Hermione came in,
'Harry! You're awake!' Hermione joyfully cried, sitting down on his bed.
'We thought you were dead!' Ron hastily told him,
'What exactly happened?' Harry asked them,
'Oh, well, when you pounded Malfoy, which was awesome!... And then caught the snitch, the Slytherin team captain, Flint got really angry, took one of the beaters bats, and hit a bludger straight at your head. It was nasty, you fell pretty far, and everyone in the stadium went silent. They thought you'd died,' Ron explained, 'They've disqualified the Slytherin team from their next match, and plus, Flint got 2 weeks of detentions for wrongfully hitting it at you once the game was over!'
Harry wasn't amused, as he sat up.
'Yeah well he deserved it, both of them' He told them,
'Ok, that's enough for today, he needs to rest now!' Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, as she was very strict on the time limit for patients visits.
Ron and Hermione left through the curtains and Harry laid back to sleep.
Afterwards in the common room, Ron and Hermione were chatting about how cruel all of this was, when Harry came hurrying in through the portrait hole. He looked tired and hungry, he was puffing and panting.
'Harry, what are you doing here? Madam Pomfrey will get angry at you for leaving!' Hermione stated, but then Ron observed that there was no bandage on his head, and he wasn't wearing his pyjamas.
'Harry what's going on?' He asked,
'Hermione, Ron, I'm not in the hospital wing! I never was!' Harry panted,
'What do you mean? Yes, you were, you were there just 10 minutes ....' Hermione stopped,
'That wasn't me! I've been locked up in the stadium changing rooms for 3 weeks! By a spell! I only just managed to get out!' He yelled,
'But you got hit in the head by a bludger!' Ron told him,
'That wasn't me!' Harry replied, 'On the day of the Quidditch match, when I went to get changed into my robes, another Harry! Me! Came, took my robes, left and put a spell on the doors and windows so I couldn't escape!'
'So that means...'
'It means that I didn't get hit in the head by a bludger! Another Harry did!' Harry howled, Ron and Hermione were shocked.
'That explains why you've been acting so selfish and mean lately!' Hermione told him, 'And that's why you attempted to hurt Malfoy!' Ron cried,
'Exactly! I saw it all! I saw that other Harry, use my broomstick, hurt Malfoy, catch the snitch, and get hit in the head! I even saw Flint hit the bludger at him!'
Ron and Hermione were completely amazed. Just ten minutes ago, they were talking to a different Harry. Hermione got up,
'That must explain the writings in the book! And the signature!'
'And the cat kicking and Malfoy's dad seeing me buy those books! What I thought about, is maybe this Harry used that Time-Turner in the future or the past and came here to get something!' Harry explained,
'But what?' Ron shrugged,
'We won't know until we actually find out.'
~~~~
They all got up and left the common room, and headed for the hospital ward. When they reached the doors, Ron and Hermione went in, and Harry sneaked behind them. But when they reached the bed with the other Harry in, he was gone. They explored the sheets and drawers in the bedside table, but no evidence was found that he was even there.
'Harry, what are you doing out of bed?' Professor Reuben walked in at that minute frightening them,
'Oh, just exercising' Harry replied, pulling back the sheets and climbing into the bed.
'Why, is completely unknown,' Madam Pomfrey strolled in, '-and you two!' She told Ron and Hermione, 'I thought I told you! Enough!'
Hermione and Ron apologised and left with her. Reuben and Pomfrey didn't regard that there was nothing wrong with Harry's head. When they'd left, Professor Reuben, checked if they were completely gone, and turned back to Harry.
'What are you trying to do?' He asked Harry, 'If you don't be careful you could run into your future self!'
'What are you talking about?' Harry asked, but considered was a bad idea because Reuben was looking at him strangely.
'Harry ...' he continued, 'using my Time-Turner, there's still a possibility that you could come in contact with your older self'
'I know that but -' Harry played along,
'-and it's very stupid and dangerous to leave this lying around' Reuben told him, reaching into his inside jacket pocket, and pulling out what was unmistakably the Time-Turner.
'Where did I leave it?' Harry questioned, gazing at the hourglass.
'I found it in the changing rooms!' He exclaimed, handing it to Harry.
He looked at it. It was about the size of a small pebble, a gold chain running through the centre of an hourglass, consisting of a shiny silver sand.
'I didn't give it to you to play with, you know' He bellowed, ' Look after it this time! And by the way, great game!'
Professor Reuben turned and left the bedside, Harry still examining the hourglass. He got up out of bed and pocketed it. He had to find Ron and Hermione to tell them what had just happened. Sneaking towards the curtain, he peeked out to find Professor Reuben just leaving, and Madam Pomfrey making an empty bed across from him. If he tried to sneak out now, she would surely put him back to bed, but he had an idea. He took his wand out of his pocket and aimed it at a water jug, sitting on a bedside table opposite and whispered,
'Rictusempra'
A small jet of silver sparks shot out of his wand and hit the jug, shattering it all over the floor. Madam Pomfrey, dashed over to clean it up, and Harry quickly but quietly sneaked out the doors.
He ran up the stairs to the portrait hole, shouted the password,
'Universal Might'
at the fat lady in the painting, the portrait swung open and ran into the room. He found Ron looking through the old books again.
'Ron, Ron look!' He held up the hourglass, but instead of finding Ron, Draco Malfoy was sitting at the table inspecting the writing in the books.
'Looking for someone Potter?' He smiled standing up in front of him.
'How did you get in here?' Harry asked,
'Your fat friend, Neville, happily told me the password when I promised that I'd get you back for killing his toad'
'But I didn't kill it!' Harry yelled, 'And if a teacher finds you in here-'
'What will they do? My dad would take care of them. What's that?' Malfoy spotted the Time-Turner. 'A present for me?' Malfoy shot his hand out and pried it from him.
Harry strived to stop him, but Malfoy shoved him backwards into the chair. He examined it.
'Hmm, I know what this is!' He eyed it, 'this is one of those things that takes you back in time!'
Harry got up and attempted to grab it from him but missed. Malfoy put it in his pocket and began to walk out.
'Give it back Malfoy, it doesn't belong to you!' Harry yelled,
'I don't think it belongs to you either,' Malfoy sniggered back, 'Oh and, writing Happy Birthday to yourself? Now I've seen you do everything, Potter!'
Something snapped inside of Harry and he pulled out his wand, pointing it directly at Malfoy.
'Don't try anything!' He told him, walking slowly towards him, just as Ron and Hermione came in through the hole.
'Harry, what happened!?' Hermione asked, not noticing Malfoy standing there. Ron was gaping at him, furiously.
'Draco, who do you think you are!?' Ron yelled at him,
'Why don't you ask Potter?' He replied walking directly back out of the portrait hole.
Harry put down his wand, not taking his eyes off the point where Malfoy exited.
'Well, what happened?' Hermione repeated,
'And how was Draco in here!?' Ron bellowed,
Harry slumped into a chair near the fire.
'I had it... I had the Time-Turner' He started, ' But Malfoy, got the password from Neville and took it from me!'
'You're kidding!?' Ron cried, Harry shook his head.
'We should tell Dumbledore!' Hermione told him,
'No, I don't want to have to explain everything to him' harry replied, 'Because Professor Reuben gave it to me! And he also told me a bit more...'
For the remainder of the night, Harry told them about what Reuben had said to him. Hermione discovered that the books they found, were the same books that Malfoy's dad saw the other Harry buying, and that they've presumably been back and forth through time and that's why they're old and tattered. They reckoned that this 'Past Harry' that they referred to him as, was responsible for killing Neville's toad, perhaps to get the new password into the Gryffindor tower. Afterwards, Harry ate heaps at dinner because he was starving and slept on it, and he was anxious about what Malfoy was going to do with the Time- Turner and how to get it back, but finally fell asleep.
~~~~
When he woke up the next morning, there were swarms of people in the common room. They all looked happy, and most of them were laughing. Harry found Oliver Wood, settled on the ground in front of the fire. He sat down next to him.
'Hey Oliver, what's going on? Why are there so many people down here?' He asked,
'What? Didn't you hear?' He smiled back, 'That Slytherin Seeker, Draco Malfoy, was discovered this morning, tied by his ankles, suspended from a rope on the highest Quidditch goalring! Isn't that funny?'