The Prophecy's Retelling, moving forward

A/n: Yea new chapter! In between writer's block and plot bunnies multiplying, this story moves forward!

(Harry)

I led Hermione towards the Headmaster's office. I can't turn back now, I'm already committed. Once we arrived, I began randomly guessing the password, Sugar Quill. We walked up the stairs and quickly arrived at the door to Dumbledore's office.

I opened the door after knocking once. Hermione had been following close behind me and stared slack-jaw at the office. Dumbledore stood and said, "may I do something for you?"

"Yes, you can show Hermione the prophecy," I replied. Hermione whipped her head around.

"I'm sorry Mr. Potter, I don't know what you're talking about," Dumbledore said. I could tell he was surprised at me wanting someone to know about it.

"Please don't insult my intelligence. The Prophecy Trelawney made that convinced you to hire her."

"What are you talking about Harry," Hermione asked.

"Trelawney made a prediction that one born as the seventh month dies will be able to defeat Voldemort. He would be born to people who had defied Voldemort three times. That description only fits two people, Neville and myself."

(Hermione)

As soon as Harry finished, he whipped around and leveled his wand at Dumbledore. "Don't you dare," Harry said.

"I have no clue what you mean Mr. Potter."

"Then why were you going for your wand, eh Dumbledore?"

"I'm still your professor Harry."

Harry snarled, "only those I trust call me Harry and your not one of them."

Professor Dumbledore sighed, "as you wish Mr. Potter."

Professor Dumbledore went to his cabinet and pulled a bowl out, a pensieve. He sat it on his desk and tapped it with his wand.

A figure, that looked much like a younger Trelawney, rose from the surface and began talking.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...

Once it was done, the figure sunk back into the pensieve. I could feel my jaw hanging open, Harry simply left me alone in my thoughts. I was snapped out of them when I heard, "you have placed her in unnecessary danger Mr. Potter."

"Then I'll protect her."

"You don't have the skill required."

Harry smirked, "don't count on it."

Professor Dumbledore sank back into his chair, "and how do you think you will fair against several of Voldemort's followers at once?"

"About as good as my parents, given that I'm one person and they were two."

Professor Dumbledore seemed surprised, "and how would you know how you would stack up?"

Harry's expression darkened, I've never seen him this angry before. "No thanks to your interference, but a raven told me." A raven? What on earth was he talking about. Professor Dumbledore seemed just as confused.

Harry nodded, "thank you for your assistance, I'll make sure not to ask for anymore unless I need it." With that, we left the Headmaster's office.

Harry turned to me and said, "follow me."

He led me to the seventh floor and began pacing in front of a painting of Barnabas the Barmy. I asked him what he was doing, but he told me to wait. Suddenly a door popped into view. "Welcome to the Room of Requirements."

We walked into a room that was very much like the common room, stairs and all. He sat down in a chair by the fire before I asked, "how do you know about this place?"

"A stag told me."

I sat across from him confused, "A stag? What is that supposed to mean? Does this have anything to do with that raven?"

He smiled, "my dad was an illegal Animagus who turned into a stag, my mom turned into a raven."

He looked into the fire, "something happened this summer, I'm not sure how to describe it. I can't tell anyone the details, but I will tell you that it has to do with time travel."

"Time travel is dangerous Harry, if you interfere in the past," I began.

"You change the future, that's the idea."

"Why?"

"Because there are mistakes in the future, lives I intend to save, that I came back to defend."

"Is one life worth the world Harry?"

"To me? One life is worth it. It isn't the only reason I came back though."

"And that would be one of the reasons you can't tell me."

"Anyone. Hermione I trust you, but some of it, no offense, but I don't think I should tell you yet."

I glared at him, "and why would I not be told?"

He laughed softly, "next year, I made a choice I regretted later. I chose the wrong person, never seeing the answer right in front of me." At this point he was watching me closely.

We sat there for a couple of minutes before I had to ask, "who was the wrong person?"

He leaned back in his chair, "Cho Chang."

"And the answer right in front of you?"

"If you don't know I can't tell you."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not entirely sure the answer I see is acceptable to the one I want to be with."

"She must be quite a girl for you to take notice."

"You'll meet her soon enough."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because I doubt I can change your meeting her, that is beyond my ability to stop, even though I wouldn't want to. After all, any girl I meet is always envious of you."

I was surprised, "what on earth does any girl in this school have to be envious of me for? I'm your friend."

He chuckled, which annoyed me to no end. "They see something that neither of us see, well before I went back."

I put my best angry face on and said, "Harry James Potter, if you don't tell me what your talking about," before I could finish he started laughing. He was laughing so hard he fell out of his chair.

After about ten minutes he finally settled down enough to talk. "You can't see the forest for the trees Hermione. You know the answer, but your blind to it."

I know the answer? But then why would I ask the question? This didn't make any sense and I let him know it. He replied, "the answer is staring you in the face, but I can't move until you realize it." He walked over to me. "When the two of you meet, everything will make sense. I promise you that."

With that, he walked away, leaving me in my thoughts.

(Harry)

As soon as I left the room, I called "Dobby." The energetic house elf appeared at my side.

"What can Dobby do for you Harry Potter sir?"

"I have two things, one is can you watch over Hermione for me," receiving a nod I continued, "second, would you be willing to work for me?" Dobby was bouncing off the walls yelling yes. I got a good laugh at it before I could calm him down. "Your pay will be a galleon a week, is that acceptable?"

"Harry Potter sir doesn't have to pay Dobby. Dobby happy to serve Harry Potter sir."

"Yes, that might be true. Wouldn't you like to have some money for yourself so you can get some things for your enjoyment?" He nodded. "Good, I would also like you to keep an eye out for any other house elves that would be willing to work for me." I remembered Winky would be freed this summer. I only hoped she was the only one.

Dobby agreed, he would terminate his agreement with his current employer and come work for me this weekend. Walking back to the common room, I decided to send a note to Remus.

Hey Moony,

Just writing to wonder if you'll be free this summer? If so, I would like it if you were willing to help me find a place to stay. Consider it a chance to hang out with your favorite nephew.

Harry

After sending that off with Hedwig, I walked outside. Soon, very soon I would leave here and begin my training to push the limits of what I could do. Peter was hopefully in jail, Sirius was freed, and now my life can start as it was intended to. All that's left is to remove this albatross from around my neck.

(Dobby)

I watched as Harry Potter asked, I could tell that this girl was important to him. She was just sitting there, staring into space. I walk up careful to let her know I was there. She looked at me and I said, "Ms. Hermione, can I do something for you?"

She shook her head, "not unless you can tell me what Harry meant."

I shrugged, "Dobby does not know what Harry Potter said, just that he ask Dobby to watch over his Hermione."

She narrowed her eyes, which made me nervous. "His Hermione," she asked with a dangerous tone.

I nodded while backing up slightly. "Harry Potter care for his Hermione, Dobby knows when master asked him to watch over his Hermione. Dobby know that Hermione very important to Harry Potter."

"Why did you call Harry master? He hasn't bound you has he?"

I shook my head violently, it made me slightly dizzy. "No, Harry Potter is a good wizard. Dobby now working for Harry Potter, therefore Harry Potter is Dobby's master." She didn't look convinced. "Dobby tell Harry Potter that Dobby gladly work for Harry Potter for free, but Harry Potter insist in paying Dobby."

She seemed lost in her thoughts. After a few minutes she said, "you said Harry cares for me, do you know how much?"

"Dobby not reveal master's business. Dobby is a good house elf, no telling of Harry Potter's secrets." I could tell that he cared much more than even he knew, but it would go against my honor to betray his confidence.

She nodded. "I figured as much. It didn't hurt to ask though."

I nodded, "Hermione care for Harry Potter to, equal to Harry Potter is his Hermione." She blanched. "Dobby watched Harry Potter for a long time, Dobby knows that Harry Potter is brave, but" at this point I felt nervous. I wasn't sure if I could tell her, but Harry cared for so it might be worth the risk.

"Go on, but," she coaxed.

"But Harry Potter not know much about love. Harry Potter's family treat him worse than old masters treat Dobby." I was fighting the urge to punish myself, I had betrayed his secrets.

Hermione must have seen my distress. "It's ok, I figured as much. I don't think Harry would like it if you started hurting yourself." She knelt in front of me. "Thank you Dobby, you helped clear up quite a bit for me. Thank you."

I was embarrassed, "Dobby only being good house elf. Good house elf look out for master's well being." She nodded, most likely to caught up in her thoughts to notice what I was saying much. She left the room and I followed her discreetly, after all house elves were skilled at hiding themselves so as to stay out of their master's way. Once she went into the common room, I quickly went to Dumbledore's office.

"Professor Dumbledore sir," I stated with my head bowed.

"Yes Dobby?"

"Dobby has been asked to serve another master and would seek your permission to do so Dumbledore sir." I was nervous, he might not let me.

"May I ask who you are going to be serving?"

"Harry Potter sir." I hoped he wouldn't be mad, Dumbledore had taken me in when no one else would.

I could tell he was thinking it over, and the wait was making me more nervous by the second. Finally after what felt like an eternity he said, "Yes Dobby you may. When will you be leaving?"

"Harry Potter asked that I join him this weekend Dumbledore sir."

"So after the end of the year. Thank you Dobby."

I bowed, "Professor Dumbledore is a very kind master. Dobby is glad to have served under him." With that I made a hasty exit.

Once I was back in the kitchen, I excitedly told my fellows about where I would be going. Many were envious of me for having talked directly to Harry Potter, and they were now impressed that Harry Potter was wanting me to work for him.

As we worked on supper, I thought about how my life ended up. I could not ask for a better life even with all the darkness in it. I knew Harry Potter would have many dangerous things he would do, I would make sure he was able to do them.

A/n: I promised that I would include Fudge and Snape bashing in this chapter, but it just doesn't fit. Next Chapter: Battle on two fronts: Harry versus Snape and Fudge. Not at the same time of course.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you brightened up my day.

Questions:

Loopy Dane: crouch jr. will still figure into my story, as will other Des. No Harry wont arrange for crouch's capture.

Maxennce: Hello old friend! Good question, maybe I'll answer it later, maybe not. Makes you wonder.

A-man: I did say early on that the Harry from the future would override the past Harry, but when has anything gone exactly according to plan? The Harry that faded was not necessarily the past one, but most likely was. I never defined that which Harry died, though I gave a clue.