Harry Potter & the Return to Honeychurch Institute of Magic
By Darkmoore
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Chapter Two: What To Do With The Boy
"Ginny?" Harry asked trying to wake his friend up.
Nothing, she was still out cold.
Then Harry took his wand out and pointed it at her and said "Eneverate." Then she woke up.
Everyone in the room had gathered around Ginny to see if she were alright, ignoring the boy who had made her faint in the process. Tommy himself was clutching onto Harry's robes for dear life, as he was very afraid and only seemed to talk to Harry for some reason.
"What happened?" Ginny asked a bit embarrassed to be found on the floor.
"You fainted my dear, you had a little shock and you fainted." said Bathilda Pembrooke who helped her up.
"Thank you Bathilda, but what made me faint."
"Probably that little abomination over there." snarled Stoddard Kaelan as pointed to the boy trying to hide behind Harry's leg. "He should be put away immediately."
"Other than having an unpopular name, what has this child done? What is his horrible crime?" Harry asked refusing to admit that he was starting to feel like the other board members.
"Harry has a valid question, what proof do you even have that he is any relation to the other Tom Riddle?" Andromeda asked.
"Your right Madame Tonks, he is not a relative of You Know Who, but rather is You Know Who." Amelia Bones said with conviction.
"How is this possible?" Harry asked, and then remembered that Tommy was tugging at his robes. "What is it Tommy?"
"I don't like it here." Tommy whispered to Harry.
"Scruff" Harry called for the house elf.
With a pop he cantankerous looking house elf appeared. "Yes Master Harry?" he asked in a rough deep voice for a house elf.
"Please take young Tommy here down to the kitchen to get him something to eat and make sure no adult witch or wizard comes near him until I saw so." Harry instructed the elf and then turned to the boy. "Tommy, I want you to go with Scruff, he'll keep you safe until I can talk to you later. Okay?"
Together the house elf and the scared little boy trot off to find something in the kitchens.
"There is no way in hell that kid is staying with the other children Harry, don't even think it." Ginny demanded.
Harry took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose and sat back down in his chair.
Harry suddenly felt very tired as he asked, "Can some one please explain to me how it is we've found ourselves in this situation?"
"I'm not entirely certain myself Harry, but from what I have found out, Tinsia Odran is a long time friend of Albus Dumbledore's and she has raised the boy since he was a baby." Amelia told him.
"I need to have a very long talk with Albus Dumbledore it seems."
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Sometime later after Harry had convinced the board not to have the boy kissed by a Dementor and somehow managed to calm Ginny down, she had become the most outspoken about sending him to Azkaban, well at least he convinced them to wait until he had the chance to talk to the boy and to Dumbledore.
Harry began to look for Scruff and the boy finally finding them in the kitchens still.
"Master Harry?" Scruffed asked when he saw him in the doorway.
"Hey Scruff, hey Tommy." Harry said to them, "What are you two up to down here?"
"Nothing" Tommy said which made Harry look at the elf.
"We's just eating cookies, Master Harry." which caused him to smile.
"Tommy I need to talk to you, would you mind answering some questions for me?"
The boy just shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll take that as a 'yes' then. Other than in your dreams, do you remember meeting me at all?"
Tommy shook his head 'no.'
"Have you ever met and seen Ginny, the red haired lady before you came here?"
Tommy thought for a moment and again shook his head no.
Then Harry brought out a stack of wizarding photographs and asked "Now Tommy do you recognize anyone in these pictures?" Harry let the boy look at the pictures.
Tommy looked at all the pictures and pointed to only one.
"Who is that Tommy?" Harry asked.
"Uncle Albie."
"Uncle Albie?" Harry asked.
He nodded his head in response to Harry's question.
"Well Tommy, why don't you go along and play with the other children in the common room and I need to call up your Uncle Albie and see what he has to say."
"Does this mean I'll go and live with Uncle Albie?" Tommy asked.
"I don't know, do you want to?"
Tommy shrugged making Harry think the boy didn't like to talk. Which made Harry think this couldn't possibly be Voldemort, he never seemed to shut up, especially when fighting him.
"Scruff here will look after you until I can come back and talk to you again."
"Okay."
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Several minutes later, Harry stormed into Ginny's office, where he was shocked to see that Amelia was still there and having a private conversation with Ginny.
"Ginny, do you mind if I use your fire to call Dumbledore? Gee thanks." he said rather quickly and gathered some floo powder in his hand and threw it into the fire and called "The office of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
A few moments later, the head of Albus Dumbledore appeared in the fire. "Ah Harry, always nice to you again, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Actually sir there is something I need a little bit of help with." Harry said calmly before exploding, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? THAT BOY IS VOLDEMORT, I THOUGHT I KILLED THAT MAN YEARS AGO, ONLY TO DISCOVER THAT HE HAS SOMEHOW SURVIVED AND IS NOW A FIVE YEAR OLD LITTLE BOY!!!"
"Ah, I see you figured that already. Most unfortunate."
"UNFORTUNATE?" Ginny bellowed. "You vouched for this kid for Merlin's sake Professor. You know what he's done to me, to Harry to everyone in the wizarding world."
"Oh yes, nice to see you too Ms. Weasley. I didn't see you there. It is still Ms. Weasley isn't it? You and Harry haven't finally gotten together have you?"
Harry and Ginny looked murderous at their former Headmaster, but Amelia spoke next, "Albus, let's do stay on topic for once shall we, this is a matter of grave importance."
"Ah, Amelia, your there also. What a nice little reunion you have going on over there." Dumbledore said with a chuckle.
"Albus!" all three said warningly.
"Perhaps it would be best if we have this conversation in person, instead of over the fire, I'll be the main office of the Child Care Facility directly." Then he was gone from the fire.
"I swear he gets barmier as he gets older."
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Albus Dumbledore arrived just in time to have lunch with Harry and Ginny. Amelia had also stayed to hear what the aged wizard had to say for himself. In fact she had put off her other affairs in order to do it. Albus wanted to have young Tommy join them, but Ginny had adamantly refused the boy to come into her office.
"There is no way; I am letting him near me again. After what he did to me when I was in first year? No."
"Ginny," Albus said soothingly, "He is not the same person he was back then, thanks to Harry."
"That's the part I'm a bit vague on, the 'thanks to Harry' part. How in the hell did this happen?" Harry said to them.
At this point Albus conjures a squishy chair for himself and sets down in it and begins. "Harry, tell me what you remember of the day of the final battle."
"Well I remember Dobby waking me up that morning by throwing me down the stairs of the boy's dormitory and me landing in the middle of the common room wearing nothing but my boxers. Then I remember Parvati and Seamus pulling my boxers off and me running back up the stairs."
Ginny grabbed Amelia's arm and said quietly, "That was a very good day for all of us."
"Then I remember eating breakfast, waiting for the great hall to be cleared and then sitting down for the written exam in Defense Against the Dark Arts when they attacked. I remember being utterly exhausted and I remember dueling with Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort killing him, wanting the pleasure himself. I remember us both casting our killing curses at each other and then being asleep." Harry explained.
"Are you certain you cast the killing curse?" Albus asked.
"I thought so; I've been so certain I did all these years." responded Harry, trying to make sure he was certain of the facts of that long ago day.
"Actually Harry, I think Voldemort cast the killing curse, because I saw it hit you square in the chest. However, I think you cast a different spell altogether, I think you cast the charm of making."
"What?" the other three occupants of the room chimed in together.
"That spell is a myth, it doesn't really exist." Amelia insisted.
Ginny then said, "I've never heard of it, what is the charm of making."
"Yes, it does, Professor Thorgood taught it to me in my last year. He said it can't be learned through books or by hearing the incantation. It can only be learned through intent." Harry told them, "Plus, whatever magic you use it for will affect the person you cast it on and yourself equally."
"I don't understand." Ginny said looking around to see if anyone else was lost. Amelia was as well.
"You see ladies, the charm of making can be used as both curse and blessing, it is the intent of the caster that makes it one way or another, light or dark. The incantation itself isn't a light or a dark magic, but the intent with which you use it." Albus explained.
"Harry do you remember using that spell that day?" Amelia asked.
"No, but that part of the day is not to clear anymore, with all of the dead bodies laying around, friends, teachers, examiners and Death Eaters. I just wanted it all to be over with, and wanted live a life without Voldemort, I wanted to be happy and to be free of all of that."
"Precisely Harry, which must have been the intent you used that day. You wanted a fresh start, not to kill him, not to make anyone suffer, but a new start on life. And because the caster is also the victim of the charm, when it struck him it would have also struck you and that's what saved your life that day." Albus said sagely.
"So the question becomes Albus, is the boy Tommy or is he Voldemort? Does he have any memories of his other life?" Amelia asked.
"I questioned him after the board meeting, and the only thing he knows prior to Tinsia Odran dying is 'Uncle Albie.'" Harry said with a pointed look at Dumbledore. "You wouldn't know anything about that now would you Albus?"
"Well, yes, I do suppose I owe you an explanation of that don't I?" chuckled Albus.
"That would be nice. I would like to know why I was completely left in the dark about this boy and then to find out I am somehow his legal guardian." Harry said with annoyance in his voice.
"I left him Tinsia's care because she needed someone to look after. She had just lost the last few members of her family to the Death Eaters and needed someone to love and look after."
"The Odran family was filled with dark practitioners Albus, plus two of them were Death Eaters." Amelia informed the group.
"Yes, but Tinsia wasn't, she never used dark magic to my knowledge." Albus countered.
"It doesn't matter now, she's dead, what do we do with the boy?" asked Harry.
"He's harmless now; there is nothing left in him that was what Voldemort was at all."
"Really?" Harry asked, "Then how do you explain the fact that he can see me in his dreams?"
Albus looked shocked, "I can't."
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
uten wrote I liked the graduation ceremony. It seemed like a unique change and also highlighted one of the newly updated areas of the school. And I was actually thinking that the child would be Tom Riddle, but certain comments you made sorta shoot that down. I'm one of those that believes that Harry won't have to kill Tom, just drive out the perversion that is Voldie.
Answer - Actually, I was trying to be misleading, guess it worked. It is Tom.
Numba1 wrote Hot damn, toss his a$$ in jail, INDEED. Ginny fainted, can't say that I'm surprised, visions of Harry, ohh boy, nice setup. Is Harry going to see his aunt and what are his plans with Vesta for the summer holiday. They don't live together do they?
Answer - Harry's plans may have just gotten changed whether he likes it or not. :D
Wytil wrote As a retired old man with grandchildren, I would like to se HP in that unenviable position. They can drive you nuts. So I was hoping someone would tie him down then fast forward his family times until then. Oh well so much fo that. Sequel!! Definitely - Marriage? First child?
Answer - Let me ask you this, how fast were you married after you met your wife? teehee :)
tigerlily98 wrote Tommy RIDDLE?!? Okay, I've got to see what happens. More soon please!
Answer - OKay, but only the first one is free. :)
athenakitty wrote How many students are graduating? Will Audrey marry her boyfriend? Will Harry see Petunia? What about "Honeychurch: The first years" Write both a sequel and a prequel.
Answer - Okay, I will.
kensai2 wrote Yes, you are right three chapters a say or more, and if I do not get what I want well... I am sure you have heard what happens to little red headed stepchildren. On a serious note, I want to thank you for putting a smile on my face with your writing. I find your style refreshing and creative. You have created an AU you can be proud of. Anyway I am sure writing is more fun than watching the fields grow in Indiana.
Answer - You just said a mouthful honey!
By Darkmoore
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Chapter Two: What To Do With The Boy
"Ginny?" Harry asked trying to wake his friend up.
Nothing, she was still out cold.
Then Harry took his wand out and pointed it at her and said "Eneverate." Then she woke up.
Everyone in the room had gathered around Ginny to see if she were alright, ignoring the boy who had made her faint in the process. Tommy himself was clutching onto Harry's robes for dear life, as he was very afraid and only seemed to talk to Harry for some reason.
"What happened?" Ginny asked a bit embarrassed to be found on the floor.
"You fainted my dear, you had a little shock and you fainted." said Bathilda Pembrooke who helped her up.
"Thank you Bathilda, but what made me faint."
"Probably that little abomination over there." snarled Stoddard Kaelan as pointed to the boy trying to hide behind Harry's leg. "He should be put away immediately."
"Other than having an unpopular name, what has this child done? What is his horrible crime?" Harry asked refusing to admit that he was starting to feel like the other board members.
"Harry has a valid question, what proof do you even have that he is any relation to the other Tom Riddle?" Andromeda asked.
"Your right Madame Tonks, he is not a relative of You Know Who, but rather is You Know Who." Amelia Bones said with conviction.
"How is this possible?" Harry asked, and then remembered that Tommy was tugging at his robes. "What is it Tommy?"
"I don't like it here." Tommy whispered to Harry.
"Scruff" Harry called for the house elf.
With a pop he cantankerous looking house elf appeared. "Yes Master Harry?" he asked in a rough deep voice for a house elf.
"Please take young Tommy here down to the kitchen to get him something to eat and make sure no adult witch or wizard comes near him until I saw so." Harry instructed the elf and then turned to the boy. "Tommy, I want you to go with Scruff, he'll keep you safe until I can talk to you later. Okay?"
Together the house elf and the scared little boy trot off to find something in the kitchens.
"There is no way in hell that kid is staying with the other children Harry, don't even think it." Ginny demanded.
Harry took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose and sat back down in his chair.
Harry suddenly felt very tired as he asked, "Can some one please explain to me how it is we've found ourselves in this situation?"
"I'm not entirely certain myself Harry, but from what I have found out, Tinsia Odran is a long time friend of Albus Dumbledore's and she has raised the boy since he was a baby." Amelia told him.
"I need to have a very long talk with Albus Dumbledore it seems."
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Sometime later after Harry had convinced the board not to have the boy kissed by a Dementor and somehow managed to calm Ginny down, she had become the most outspoken about sending him to Azkaban, well at least he convinced them to wait until he had the chance to talk to the boy and to Dumbledore.
Harry began to look for Scruff and the boy finally finding them in the kitchens still.
"Master Harry?" Scruffed asked when he saw him in the doorway.
"Hey Scruff, hey Tommy." Harry said to them, "What are you two up to down here?"
"Nothing" Tommy said which made Harry look at the elf.
"We's just eating cookies, Master Harry." which caused him to smile.
"Tommy I need to talk to you, would you mind answering some questions for me?"
The boy just shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll take that as a 'yes' then. Other than in your dreams, do you remember meeting me at all?"
Tommy shook his head 'no.'
"Have you ever met and seen Ginny, the red haired lady before you came here?"
Tommy thought for a moment and again shook his head no.
Then Harry brought out a stack of wizarding photographs and asked "Now Tommy do you recognize anyone in these pictures?" Harry let the boy look at the pictures.
Tommy looked at all the pictures and pointed to only one.
"Who is that Tommy?" Harry asked.
"Uncle Albie."
"Uncle Albie?" Harry asked.
He nodded his head in response to Harry's question.
"Well Tommy, why don't you go along and play with the other children in the common room and I need to call up your Uncle Albie and see what he has to say."
"Does this mean I'll go and live with Uncle Albie?" Tommy asked.
"I don't know, do you want to?"
Tommy shrugged making Harry think the boy didn't like to talk. Which made Harry think this couldn't possibly be Voldemort, he never seemed to shut up, especially when fighting him.
"Scruff here will look after you until I can come back and talk to you again."
"Okay."
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Several minutes later, Harry stormed into Ginny's office, where he was shocked to see that Amelia was still there and having a private conversation with Ginny.
"Ginny, do you mind if I use your fire to call Dumbledore? Gee thanks." he said rather quickly and gathered some floo powder in his hand and threw it into the fire and called "The office of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
A few moments later, the head of Albus Dumbledore appeared in the fire. "Ah Harry, always nice to you again, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Actually sir there is something I need a little bit of help with." Harry said calmly before exploding, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? THAT BOY IS VOLDEMORT, I THOUGHT I KILLED THAT MAN YEARS AGO, ONLY TO DISCOVER THAT HE HAS SOMEHOW SURVIVED AND IS NOW A FIVE YEAR OLD LITTLE BOY!!!"
"Ah, I see you figured that already. Most unfortunate."
"UNFORTUNATE?" Ginny bellowed. "You vouched for this kid for Merlin's sake Professor. You know what he's done to me, to Harry to everyone in the wizarding world."
"Oh yes, nice to see you too Ms. Weasley. I didn't see you there. It is still Ms. Weasley isn't it? You and Harry haven't finally gotten together have you?"
Harry and Ginny looked murderous at their former Headmaster, but Amelia spoke next, "Albus, let's do stay on topic for once shall we, this is a matter of grave importance."
"Ah, Amelia, your there also. What a nice little reunion you have going on over there." Dumbledore said with a chuckle.
"Albus!" all three said warningly.
"Perhaps it would be best if we have this conversation in person, instead of over the fire, I'll be the main office of the Child Care Facility directly." Then he was gone from the fire.
"I swear he gets barmier as he gets older."
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Albus Dumbledore arrived just in time to have lunch with Harry and Ginny. Amelia had also stayed to hear what the aged wizard had to say for himself. In fact she had put off her other affairs in order to do it. Albus wanted to have young Tommy join them, but Ginny had adamantly refused the boy to come into her office.
"There is no way; I am letting him near me again. After what he did to me when I was in first year? No."
"Ginny," Albus said soothingly, "He is not the same person he was back then, thanks to Harry."
"That's the part I'm a bit vague on, the 'thanks to Harry' part. How in the hell did this happen?" Harry said to them.
At this point Albus conjures a squishy chair for himself and sets down in it and begins. "Harry, tell me what you remember of the day of the final battle."
"Well I remember Dobby waking me up that morning by throwing me down the stairs of the boy's dormitory and me landing in the middle of the common room wearing nothing but my boxers. Then I remember Parvati and Seamus pulling my boxers off and me running back up the stairs."
Ginny grabbed Amelia's arm and said quietly, "That was a very good day for all of us."
"Then I remember eating breakfast, waiting for the great hall to be cleared and then sitting down for the written exam in Defense Against the Dark Arts when they attacked. I remember being utterly exhausted and I remember dueling with Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort killing him, wanting the pleasure himself. I remember us both casting our killing curses at each other and then being asleep." Harry explained.
"Are you certain you cast the killing curse?" Albus asked.
"I thought so; I've been so certain I did all these years." responded Harry, trying to make sure he was certain of the facts of that long ago day.
"Actually Harry, I think Voldemort cast the killing curse, because I saw it hit you square in the chest. However, I think you cast a different spell altogether, I think you cast the charm of making."
"What?" the other three occupants of the room chimed in together.
"That spell is a myth, it doesn't really exist." Amelia insisted.
Ginny then said, "I've never heard of it, what is the charm of making."
"Yes, it does, Professor Thorgood taught it to me in my last year. He said it can't be learned through books or by hearing the incantation. It can only be learned through intent." Harry told them, "Plus, whatever magic you use it for will affect the person you cast it on and yourself equally."
"I don't understand." Ginny said looking around to see if anyone else was lost. Amelia was as well.
"You see ladies, the charm of making can be used as both curse and blessing, it is the intent of the caster that makes it one way or another, light or dark. The incantation itself isn't a light or a dark magic, but the intent with which you use it." Albus explained.
"Harry do you remember using that spell that day?" Amelia asked.
"No, but that part of the day is not to clear anymore, with all of the dead bodies laying around, friends, teachers, examiners and Death Eaters. I just wanted it all to be over with, and wanted live a life without Voldemort, I wanted to be happy and to be free of all of that."
"Precisely Harry, which must have been the intent you used that day. You wanted a fresh start, not to kill him, not to make anyone suffer, but a new start on life. And because the caster is also the victim of the charm, when it struck him it would have also struck you and that's what saved your life that day." Albus said sagely.
"So the question becomes Albus, is the boy Tommy or is he Voldemort? Does he have any memories of his other life?" Amelia asked.
"I questioned him after the board meeting, and the only thing he knows prior to Tinsia Odran dying is 'Uncle Albie.'" Harry said with a pointed look at Dumbledore. "You wouldn't know anything about that now would you Albus?"
"Well, yes, I do suppose I owe you an explanation of that don't I?" chuckled Albus.
"That would be nice. I would like to know why I was completely left in the dark about this boy and then to find out I am somehow his legal guardian." Harry said with annoyance in his voice.
"I left him Tinsia's care because she needed someone to look after. She had just lost the last few members of her family to the Death Eaters and needed someone to love and look after."
"The Odran family was filled with dark practitioners Albus, plus two of them were Death Eaters." Amelia informed the group.
"Yes, but Tinsia wasn't, she never used dark magic to my knowledge." Albus countered.
"It doesn't matter now, she's dead, what do we do with the boy?" asked Harry.
"He's harmless now; there is nothing left in him that was what Voldemort was at all."
"Really?" Harry asked, "Then how do you explain the fact that he can see me in his dreams?"
Albus looked shocked, "I can't."
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
uten wrote I liked the graduation ceremony. It seemed like a unique change and also highlighted one of the newly updated areas of the school. And I was actually thinking that the child would be Tom Riddle, but certain comments you made sorta shoot that down. I'm one of those that believes that Harry won't have to kill Tom, just drive out the perversion that is Voldie.
Answer - Actually, I was trying to be misleading, guess it worked. It is Tom.
Numba1 wrote Hot damn, toss his a$$ in jail, INDEED. Ginny fainted, can't say that I'm surprised, visions of Harry, ohh boy, nice setup. Is Harry going to see his aunt and what are his plans with Vesta for the summer holiday. They don't live together do they?
Answer - Harry's plans may have just gotten changed whether he likes it or not. :D
Wytil wrote As a retired old man with grandchildren, I would like to se HP in that unenviable position. They can drive you nuts. So I was hoping someone would tie him down then fast forward his family times until then. Oh well so much fo that. Sequel!! Definitely - Marriage? First child?
Answer - Let me ask you this, how fast were you married after you met your wife? teehee :)
tigerlily98 wrote Tommy RIDDLE?!? Okay, I've got to see what happens. More soon please!
Answer - OKay, but only the first one is free. :)
athenakitty wrote How many students are graduating? Will Audrey marry her boyfriend? Will Harry see Petunia? What about "Honeychurch: The first years" Write both a sequel and a prequel.
Answer - Okay, I will.
kensai2 wrote Yes, you are right three chapters a say or more, and if I do not get what I want well... I am sure you have heard what happens to little red headed stepchildren. On a serious note, I want to thank you for putting a smile on my face with your writing. I find your style refreshing and creative. You have created an AU you can be proud of. Anyway I am sure writing is more fun than watching the fields grow in Indiana.
Answer - You just said a mouthful honey!