Harry opened his eyes to find a girl that looked like his mother except she had brown eyes and her hair seemed a little darker than her mothers. She was beaming at Harry as she held a letter for Harry bearing the Hogwarts crest. While some things still seemed unfamiliar to Harry, his little brother and sister weren't. He seemed to be used to their personalities and bickers.
A smaller boy's head popped up a moment later also grinning. The boy looked almost identical to Harry except he had their fathers brown eyes and he didn't wear glasses. His hair was also a lighter shade of black than Harry's and his fathers. Harry who was still confused over his dream a week ago soon learned that his little brother was very jealous of Harry but he also wanted to be just like Harry.
"Listen, can't you two go downstairs until I'm ready? Then we'll open our letters together." Harry told them.
"I'm glad you remember that." Allison said. "Out of everything you could have remembered you remember that the past two years we have opened our letters together."
"When will you start remembering more Harry? It's really weird when you talk about things that haven't happened." Carl added.
"I don't know." Harry said. "No go on downstairs. I'll be down in a moment."
He watched his brother and sister hurry out of the room while he thought about the past week. His mother seemed to get nervous whenever Harry mentioned the dream or said something that had happened in his dream. When he had mentioned Lord Voldemort's horcruxes his mother had accidently dropped a plate on the floor. Even his father was looking less amused whenever Harry seemed to get real life mixed together with his dream.
He learned over the week that Ginny Weasley did indeed like him but not for being famous. No one really knew why she liked Harry so much but she was only starting to just open up to him like in his dream. She apparently never used to be able to talk when they were in same room together. Harry wondered what would happen now that he liked Ginny as well.
He also learned that he, Ron and Neville were almost like the Weasley twins where they caused havoc around the castle. The Weasley twins were still the best at practical jokes but Allison told Harry that he and his friends were close to being great. They liked to tell Peeves the Poltergeist to destroy items in the castle just to make Filch who was the caretaker's job a lot harder.
He learned that he wasn't big enemies with Draco Malfoy, they still had their fights because of house rivalry but they weren't as bad in Harry's dream. Draco Malfoy who had in Harry's first year in his dream helped Harry get on the Quidditch team by stealing Neville's remembrall had done the same in real life. During flying lessons on broomsticks after Neville had fallen off his broom Draco had stolen the Remembrall and threatened to hide it. Harry went after Draco; Draco threw the remembrall through the air and Harry caught it with a spectacular dive. Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor allowed Harry to get on the team.
Harry had learned the best part from his father. In Harry's dream one of the teachers called Professor Snape had been head of Slytherin house and potions teacher. Snape did teach at Hogwarts but he was the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers and not head of Slytherin house so he couldn't cheat. Harry still couldn't keep his emotions under control when he thought of Severus Snape who had killed Professor Dumbledore in his dream. Harry had wanted to kill Snape and Harry still felt angry with him and didn't trust him. He would be keeping an eye on Snape throughout the year just to make sure he didn't try to repeat his cowardliness.
Sighing Harry got up from bed and quickly changed before heading down the steps. The house in Godrics Hollow was large and there were a lot of unused bedrooms in it. Harry had the second largest bedroom since he was the oldest and it was decorated in Gryffindor colours and Quidditch symbols.
He found his brother and sister waiting at a large round table in the kitchen where two house elves were busy making food. They were both girl elves and had apparently known Harry since he was a year and a half. His parents had hired them when they learned that they were pregnant with Allison.
"Your envelope feels rather thick." Allison told Harry handing him his Hogwart's letter. "Mine does too but I think it must have my Hogsmeade permission form in it.
Harry ripped open his envelope and pulled out a piece of parchment which told him what new books he would need that year; The Standard Book of Spells Grade Five and Knowing the right Defensive jinxes. He had no idea what supplies he would need that year so he figured he would restock on everything. He pulled out a second piece of parchment and a badge fell out along with it. It was red and gold with a letter P on it. He couldn't believe it. He had been made a prefect!
Allison who had been eyeing Harry suddenly yelled "MUM!"
Carl looked up startled from reading his acceptance letter into Hogwarts while Harry stared at Allison surprised she could yell that loud. Allison had a very small and soft voice. He could hear running footsteps and a moment later both his parents appeared in the kitchen looking startled.
"What, what is it?" His mother asked looking worried. "You aren't fighting again are you?"
"No . . . look! Harry has been made prefect! Can you believe it with how bad he is and all?" Allison said excitedly pointing at Harry's badge that was now laying on the table.
"Allison, your brother isn't bad." His mother said. "But I am so proud of you Harry! This must mean that I am not going to be getting mail every week from school telling me that you've done something wrong."
"It might teach him some responsibility." His father said. "Harry, I hope you won't abuse your position as Prefect. I tried once when I was Head Boy."
"And you never tried it again did you James? That title meant more to you than anything and I know you would have been upset if it had been taken away." His mother answered.
"Ron had been made prefect in the dream." Harry said. "I wonder if Hermione is the other prefect then. She is the cleverest in our year."
"I think you like this Hermione." Allison said. "You haven't stopped talking about her all week and last year you were mean to her."
"For the last time, I don't like Hermione." Harry said laughing. "It's Ron who likes her. He just doesn't admit he does. She likes him as well. She did send birds to attack him for kissing Lavender Brown."
"When did she do that?" Allison asked. "I never heard about that."
"In sixth year." Harry answered looking at his letter.
It told him that he had to be in the Prefect carriages at the beginning of the train ride where he would meet his fellow prefects and the Head Boy and Girl. They would also get their instructions while they were there and learn the rules of being a Prefect. Why had Dumbledore made Harry prefect? He wondered if they still talked a lot like they had in his dream. He knew that as soon as he got to Hogwarts he would need to speak with the Headmaster about his dream.
He looked up to see his parents and brother and sister staring at him. He couldn't understand why until he realized that he had told them that Hermione had attacked Ron in their sixth year, but they hadn't had a sixth year yet.
"Maybe he is psychic." Allison finally said. "Because I do think Ron does like Hermione. Maybe he knows that Hermione will attack Ron with birds next year."
"Harry. I want you to stop talking about that dream. None of what you dreamed happened. It's disturbing that you seem to know more than you should now but I think you must have picked that stuff up along the way and you are only remembering it now." His mother said.
"Maybe." Harry said.
"When are we going to Diagon Alley?" Carl asked. "I want to get an owl just like Harry's. It won't be a snow owl though, I think I want a brown one and it has to be a boy."
"We'll go tomorrow." His mother answered. "Your father wanted to pick some stuff up in town. Harry and Allison if you want to invite your friends along you had better do it now so they can be here at the right time tomorrow."
Harry nodded and he went back up to his room to write to his friends. He was also planning on writing to Hermione Granger as well. He just had to know if she was prefect. He knew it would be weird writing a letter to her and not being able to write to her as a friend. He entered his room and looked at his bed which looked oddly like his four poster bed at Hogwarts. Hedwig was asleep on her perch when Harry entered.
"Hedwig." He said prodding her awake. "I'm going to need you in a moment to deliver three letters for me."
He quickly scribbled down two letters for Ron and Neville, asking them if they wanted to go to Diagon Alley the next day before thinking of a letter to write to Hermione. He stared at the parchment a while listening to Hedwigs irritated hoots.
Hermione.
It's Harry Potter, I was just wondering if you had been made prefect as well. I just wanted to know who my fellow prefect was and I didn't think it would be Parvati or Lavender. Please write back soon.
Harry.
Harry called Hedwig over and told her to make sure that she delivered Hermione's letter first before Neville's or Ron's. He knew, after talking to them throughout the week that he would not hear the end of it if they found out he was writing to Hermione Granger. Hedwig took off a few moments later and Harry watched her go until he heard a noise. He turned to see Carl standing in his doorway.
"Harry? Do you think I'll make friends at Hogwarts?" Carl asked.
"I expect you will, yes." Harry answered.
"I don't know . . . I don't think I am anything special. I mean you are popular, funny and talented at Quidditch. Allison is very smart and she is also popular. Me, we've played Quidditch together but I'm terrible at it. I also don't think I am very smart and I never say anything funny."
Harry smiled. "You remind me a lot like Ron. He thinks he needs to live up to his brothers as well. Just be yourself Carl and you'll be fine. Don't try and be like Allison or I."
"But what if being myself isn't good enough?" Carl asked.
"Look. I have never always been confident you know. In my first year, I use to try and show off just to be like dad. I use to make noises whenever Professor Snape tried to talk just because he and dad were enemies in school. I jinxed Crabbe and Goyle for no reason at all in second year." Harry had no recollection of doing these things but yet he knew they were true. "But I finally learned that I can be funny without trying too hard."
"But you still do things to Professor Snape and Crabbe and Goyle at school." Carl said. "You also bother Hermione Granger as well."
Harry shrugged. "Maybe so, but just take my advice and be yourself. You'll make enough friends."
"What if I'm in Slytherin or Hufflepuff?" Carl asked.
"Hufflepuff isn't a bad house and you are too good to get in Slytherin." Harry answered patting his little brother on the head.
"But you always say that Hufflepuff is for people who have no real talent." Carl whined. "You also told me you'd be embarrassed if I got into Hufflepuff."
"I was joking Carl. I know a lot of the Hufflepuff's and I get along with most of them. You know me. I'm a jokester." Harry said.
He felt bad though. Had he really told his brother that Hufflepuff was an embarrassment? He liked the people in that house; Ernie Macmillan, Justin Finch-Fletchey, Susan Bone and Hannah Abbott. Was the real Harry Potter that mean to other people? Did he really think he was better than everyone? Well if that's true, I'll just have to change that. Harry decided as Carl left the room still worried.
Harry received a letter from Hermione later that night. He wondered if it would be confusion and question about why he was writing to her. He took the letter from Hedwig and allowed her to drink his juice while he read Hermione's letter.
Harry
Thank you so much for writing to tell me that you are prefect. I didn't know what to think when I got my badge today. I was worried that it had been Dean or Seamus or perhaps worse, Ron. I know he's your best mate but he really isn't nice. I suppose Neville wouldn't be bad either but I'm glad it's you. You are usually the one who tells the boys to lay off on me and I am grateful for it. I suppose you're laughing while you read this but I thought you ought to know.
Anyway, I'll see you on the Hogwart's express I guess.
Hermione.
A/N: I expect the first two chapters have been a bit boring but I assure you it gets better. They both have the major points to the whole story in them. So please don't get turned off by the first two chapters.
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