A/N: OMG I am so sorry I haven't updated since November!!! I thought that I would never continue this story but suddenly for some reason I got inspiration to update again! I hope it'll happen for every chap!

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"Harry?" Ron whispered. "Harry Potter?"

"Yes," Harry sighed. "Sorry about that episode earlier. When Madame Pomfrey found out she freaked since she obviously thought I was dead."

"But how," Hermione started. "But why?"

Harry laughed bitterly. "When little old Voldemort tried to kill me again," Harry put a big emphasis on the word 'again', "Somehow the spell changed when it hit me into a spell the briefly takes away your pulse and breathing techniques."

"Wow only a real powerful wizard could have done something like that!" Seamus said, impressed.

"Yeah, Harry," Neville said.

"Well," Harry said. "It must have been luck."

Suddenly the portrait hole opened again. Unfortunately, though, it wasn't another person that was presumed dead. No, it was only Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Potter!" she shrieked as soon as she rushed into the room. "My goodness, it's true, you are back!"

Harry smiled shyly. "Yes, it's true. I'm alive and well."

"Well that's good," McGonagall said. "That means you can carry on your studies."

"What do you mean?" Harry's smiled vanished quickly.

"I've just been to Dumbledore," McGonagall explained. "And he said that you are allowed to use a Time-Freezer which is a device that works similar to a Time-Turner except it freezes time. So, starting on the weekend, the teachers and you will freeze time for a week allowing the whole staff to catch you up on the things you missed. Understood?"

"Yes," Harry grumbled. Ron and Ginny laughed.

"Good then," McGonagall said as she walked towards the portrait hole again. "I'll be off then. Oh and by the way," she paused and looked at Harry again. "Dumbledore will be announcing your return in the morning." She left.

"Great," Harry muttered under his breath. "Just what I need. Work."

"Harry," Hermione said sternly. You have missed eight months of school!"

"So?" Harry snapped. "Can't I read some books or something to catch up?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You can't get eight months of lessons by reading some books!"

"Oh no?" Harry asked. "Then why do you read so many books in a day?"

"That's extension work, not the regular work! There's a humongous difference!"

"Oh really?" Harry questioned.

"Yes, of course!" Hermione countered.

"Guys!" Ginny unexpectedly broke in. "You're started to sound like when you and Ron fight, Hermione."

Hermione blushed while Ron and Harry laughed.

"Sorry," Hermione mumbled.

"Now, if we want to get up early for tomorrow's announcement," Dean said. "We better get to bed."

His suggestion was followed by mumbles of agreement and the sound of seven pairs of footsteps making their way up to their respective dormitories.

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"We have some amazing news to tell you!" Dumbledore shouted next morning at breakfast. Like last times, the hall went totally silent.

"Something that we thought wasn't possible happened!" Dumbledore smiled warmly at his students.

Hermione looked around at Ron as he looked around at Harry who had sunk deeply in his seat under his inherited Invisibility Cloak. It had been Ron's idea to wear it to breakfast that morning to add to the surprise of the announcement.

"A student 'died' a few days ago. We all thought he was dead, but that night he woke up from a terrifying curse that we at first thought was dead. Can anybody guess who that student was?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as they glanced over at the Gryffindor table where every single occupant was raising their hand.

"Who was It Hermione?" Dumbledore asked the smart student.

"It was the one and only Harry Potter, the famous boy-who-lived!" Hermione smiled. "Times six," she added the last part under her breath.

"What?!" The whole hall shouted.

"Really?" Draco Malfoy asked.

"He is?" Cho Chang asked.

Everybody got up and ran over to the Gryffindor table, looking for Harry.

"Where is he?" shouted a Ravenclaw third year girl with long black hair and pretty blue eyes. She looked slightly familiar to Harry.

"You won't be able to find me," whispered Harry happily.

"He's not here!" a seventh year Hufflepuff boy asked.

"Where is he?" a second year Ravenclaw boy whined.

"He's here, but you just can't see him," Hermione whispered softly.

"What?" asked the Hufflepuff boy. "That doesn't make sense!"

Ron, who was next to Harry started to pull of cloak off.

"Ron!" Harry said. "What are your doing?"

"Nothing," Ron giggled and with that, he grabbed the whole cloak and pulled it off.

Everybody gasped. Most of them had not seen him for eight months, so they were extremely surprised.

"Harry?" Cho asked. "Is that you?"

"Yes," Harry said shyly.

"But, no, they sad you were dead!" Susan Bones, a fifth year Hufflepuff shouted.

"Yeah!" Draco cried.

"Wait a minute!" shouted another Ravenclaw girl. "It is him!"

"Yeah, it is!" cried a Hufflepuff fourth year girl. She had long, perfectly straight red hair and deep blue eyes. Harry thought she looked very familiar even though he didn't know her name, which was actually Nicole Leavestar.

"Well, the brat came back to life, now get back to your breakfasts!" shouted Snape.

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"It feels weird being back," Harry commented

"I still can't believe you missed over half of the school year!" Hermione shouted.

"Well, it is Saturday," Harry sighed. "You must know what that means."

"Time for classes," Hermione grinned.

"We're not going to feel time stop or anything, right?" Ron asked slightly nervous.

"Nope, you won't feel a thing," Harry said. "The next time you see me I'll be all caught up!"

"Cool," Ron said.

"Ron," Harry abruptly changed the subject. "Do you know who that Hufflepuff fourth year is? The one with the long red hair?"

"Oh, that's Nicole Leavestar. Why?"

"Well, she looks really familiar," Harry frowned.

"She's an exchange student," Hermione explained. "From a muggle school. She wasn't a witch until sometime last year."

"Strange," Harry said. He thought he knew her from his elementary school, but that was impossible.

"It happens a lot," Ron said. "I have a cousin named Kate who didn't become a witch until she was nine! And her parents were both magical."

"They're called Magic Squibs." Hermione said. "Not quite a Squib but not quite a real witch or wizard.

"Imagine if Dudley was one!" Harry said.

The three friends laughed so hard they all fell off their chairs.

"He would take up half a house table and eat all of the food already on it!" Ron cried.

"He would sneak off to the kitchens every five seconds!" Harry exclaimed.

"He'd be in either Hufflepuff or Slytherin!" Hermione giggled.

The three kept on laughing until the portrait hold suddenly opened.

"What is going on?" shouted McGonnagall as she walked into the Gryffindor common room.

"Nothing." The three said as they tried to keep a straight face."

"Well, I'm here to pick up Mr. Potter."

"Okay," Hermione and Ron turned to Harry. "Bye."

"See you later," Harry said as he followed McGonagall out of the room.

As they did so, Harry started to think about Nicole again. She looked so familiar, but where had he seen her before?"

"Potter, you've got Defense Against Dark Arts first," McGonagall explained. "Now, remember, as soon as you walk into that classroom, you'll see a crystal in an hourglass. Touch it and time will be stopped and the only ones capable of movement will be yourself and the whole staff."

"Okay."

As the neared the classroom, Harry thought about the person who taught the class, Professor Remus Lupin. He had also taught in Harry's third year. Lupin happened to be one of Harry's dad's best friend along with Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew. Too bad Lupin was also a werewolf.

"Ah, here we are Potter," McGonagall said. "Professor Lupin's class room." She then walked away.

Just before Harry entered the room, he realized he had forgotten his books. He started running back to Gryffindor Tower.

He was running down the hall so fast that he didn't see a bright patch of red.

"Sorry!" he cried as he collapsed with person.

"Harry is that you?" asked a female voice.

***

Now I've gone

But now I'm back

But is that really what you want?

Do I bring good?

Or do I bring bad

Or am I a nobody who doesn't know anything

Please see me for who I am

And things will be better

I'll tell you my secrets

And you'll tell me yours

And everything will be perfect

Second Half of Dragania Amma Lyris Malfoy

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