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'Nice to see you awake Mr Potter,'

Harry groaned, not even able to sit up, from being so tiered.

'That was a very stupid thing you did Mr Potter,' the young nurse smiled at him, 'But very noble.'

'Who are you?' slurred Harry.

'I'm Sarah, the new nurse.'

'New?'

'Old one was killed when Voldemort was in power.'

Harry nodded slowly, 'Is Remus okay?'

She smirked at him, 'Better than okay, you've saved him a lot of pain, and you've made him normal.'

Harry grinned, 'That's good,'

'Now I'd like you to take this medicine,' she gently held a goblet towards his mouth.

'What is it?'

'A potion, it should get back all your strength, it will take a few days though.'

Harry smiled and started to drink as everything went black.

* He slowly opened his eyes again into darkness, he was still in the class room, and so was Remus who was knocked out on the floor, he felt really weak.

'Aww' he moaned, 'I'm never doing that again.'

'Excuse me sir,'

He about screamed as a weird creature tapped him on the shoulder.

'I'm sorry sir Linky didn't mean to scare you, but Headmaster Dumbledore and the whole school are looking for you,'

'How come you found me then?'

'Linky is one of the only house elves to know of the room of requirements.'

'Room of what?'

'Requirements. Linky found that it gives the searcher what they want, and in Mr Potter and Mr Lupin's case it was a classroom to sort out their differences.'

'Ohh I could really do with some power potion.' As he said that some appeared at a nearby desk, he shakily got to his feet but soon fell down in weakness. 'Could you get that for me?'

'Certainly, Linky would be honoured to get anything for Mr Harry Potter.' He reached over and passed it to him.

'Thanks,' muttered Harry sipping some, and feeling a little power. 'Right I've got to get Remus to the hospital wing,' he muttered something with the little power he had, and Remus disappeared. 'Right,' he muttered feeling really weak. 'I'm going to bed, thanks for your help.' He took another sip of potion before he disappeared.

Linky's eyes shone eerily in the dark, 'Soon Potter, soon.' She hissed before disappearing.

***

Harry groaned landing roughly on a bed in his room, he pulled down the hangings, 'Why me,' he muttered before slowly falling asleep.

He stood at the back of the entrance hall watching a small boy with messy hair and baggy clothes walk nervously up to the sorting hat, every eye in the school was watching the boy as the hat slid over his head. He noticed the boy looked a lot like him but was older, but still was around the same height.

After about thirty seconds the hat shouted, 'Gryffindor!'

The boy looked happy as a giant cheer echoed around the hall, and a boy he recognised as Percy Weasley shook his hand. As the twins yelled, 'We got Potter.'

Harry scowled, 'I'm Harry not him,' nobody heard, as Ron Weasley went towards the sorting hat and got sorted into Gryffindor. He scowled even more as he watched his other self chat happily to him.

'This is strange,' muttered Harry.

'No this is your other life,'

Harry spun round in shock noticing a sad looking man who looked like his father James. 'Who are you?'

'I'm his father,' muttered James pointing to the boy.

'But why are you so sad? He looks happy and it looks like the dark lord's gone in this world.'

James looked away painfully, 'he should have grown up with Sirius,'

Harry gave him a weird look, 'Why didn't he?'

'Peter,' hissed James.

Harry shivered guiltily, 'You're giving me a warning, aren't you?'

'Maybe, come see some more.'

The scene changed again, now the boy was up in the air catching a glass ball.

'He's a good flyer,' muttered Harry.

'Just like me, everyone says.' Muttered James.

The boy landed just as Mcgonagal came out of the school.

'He's in trouble.' Muttered Harry.

'He makes the Quiditch team, youngest player for a century.' Grinned James proudly. Just as the scene changed to Harry with his arms wrapped around a trolls neck.

'Your son's incredibly stupid,' muttered Harry.

'He's saving Hermione,' Harry noticed the girl in the corner. 'Why doesn't he use his power?'

'He isn't trained to. He's only powerful in defence against the dark arts.'

Harry muttered something.

'He saved the philosopher's stone this year and fought against Voldemort and won.'

The scene changed to Harry being starved, a house elf, a flying car, Quidditch, him battling a snake and destroying a younger form of Voldemort. The scenes went so fast but Harry caught every memory of the other him's life.

'Second year.'

Then again to a dementor slowly drifting into a compartment on a train. As his other self fainted. The scenes got faster flicking from a glowing stag, Remus Lupin, an angry Hermione, the quidditch cup Sirius Black, the images became a blur but he got every moment.

'This is too much,' moaned Harry holding his head at all the swirling memories.

'You need to see his life, and learn from it.'

'But I can't take it,' groaned Harry seeing images now from Harry's fifth year.

'You will learn from this Harry, good luck you will no what to do when the time comes.' James disappeared.

Harry finally saw the last image, Sirius falling through a veil, as his other self looked on in pain.

'He doesn't deserve that!' yelled Harry at the other Dumbledore, 'It's not fair! Sirius!' He woke up yelling and covered in sweet.

'Calm down.' Whispered an annoyed voice.

Harry looked up at the ginger blur above him, 'Ron,'

'What I'm not Weasley now.' Said the voice harshly.

He groaned seeing all the memories of his other self's life, and felt a strong friendship between them.

'I'm sorry,' Harry groaned, something else flashed through his head, just as the ginger blur started to walk away. 'I know what happen to Percy.'

Ron turned round and stared at him.

'He thought he was being clever that day, when he told your mother he was going to fight the deatheaters that were attacking your house. She still blames herself doesn't she?'

Ron nodded unable to say anything.

'He thought he was powerful, but he was too young. As soon as he got outside he was put under deatheaters control, with the imperial course. He was never evil he was trying to help your family. That's why he stormed into your house and put the torture charm on your mother. She never admitted it, but he did and the twins were the only ones to see, your mother said he never returned. But I saw him and he did.'

'How do you know all this?' chocked Ron.

'I spoke to him, before he died. He was taken to the dark castle, I tried to help him and set him free. But he wouldn't let me, not till he had told me the whole story. By the end of it Deatheaters came up behind me and knocked me out.' Harry looked away from Ron. 'I should have saved him, but I couldn't, it's one of my worst memories. I'm sorry.'

Ron smiled sadly at him, 'Thank you Harry.' For a moment he looked like the Ron from the other Harry's world, but it soon faded.

'Mr Weasley out!' cried the angry voice of a women. An elderly woman came into Harry's view. 'Oh your awake Mr Potter, you're very lucky. Mr Weasley found you with a high fever and brought you here.'

Ron smiled, 'It was nothing.'

'If it wasn't for you Mr Weasley, young Harry might be dead.'

'I doubt that.'

Harry smiled at him, 'Let's start over, I'm Harry.' He held out his hand.

'Ron,' he took his hand and shook it.

'I'm sorry to interrupt you two but you must go Mr Weasley, or Mr Black will break down the door again and start complaining about the unfairness of the situation.'

Ron nodded smiling once at Harry before walking out the door.

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