Disclaimer: Still hasn't changed. You all know already. No need to tell you. I decided I'd get this one up now. I've got to take some time off for cross country and soccer practice, along with reading that bloody book. Hopefully I'm aiming for Sunday. So until next time- magiquill9.

Early in the morning, Harry awoke to feel his scar tingling a bit. Not enough to make him in unbearable pain, but enough to jolt him out of unconsciousness. He looked around the room he was in. He was back in Gryffindor tower. He felt relaxed. He looked around for Ron or Neville or Dean or Seamus. No one was there though. And then the actions of last night hit him. Hard. He looked at the clock. 7:38. Time to get up. May as well get some breakfast he thought.

He walked into the common room and looked for Ginny. He walked up the stairs to her dorm but on the second step it turned into a slide and he heard a bell going off. He slid back down, cursing. Ginny walked out of the room and saw him on the floor. She began to laugh.

"What did you need that was oh so important to talk to me Mr. Potter? Haven't I done enough for you already? I carried you back into your room as it is." She was enjoying every second of this.

"Well Ginevra, I was going to go with you to Dumbledore's. But if you'd rather not I understand." At the thought of Dumbledore again, Harry attempted to compose himself. He then realized something. Snape was in the same year as his father. The Snape that killed Dumbledore. The Snape that, along with Pettigrew, helped cause his parents' deaths. This would be very difficult, nearly impossible, he realized, to not kill them both. He would have to handle himself. He remembered Hermione's advice from third year. "We're breaking one of the most important wizarding laws! Nobody's supposed to change time, nobody! You heard Dumbledore, if we're seen-" This would be interesting indeed.

"Well Ginny, let's go."

"They went to the headmaster's office yet again. "Butterbeer" they said and walked into the room. The office always seemed to intrigue Harry. Every time he was here something always happened. Whether it be Fawkes burning, or the pensieve, portkeying places, watching Dumbledore escape from the ministry, it always had interesting events in here. And here, he mused, came another one.

"Ah. Harry, Ginny. Please sit down. We have much to discuss." Harry slid his hands into his pockets and found the note Aberforth had given him. With a rush of realization, he remembered it was from Dumbledore. And here was Dumbledore. Maybe he could even help with the horcruxes, or at least which horcruxes were used by Riddle. He read the note swiftly, and brought his attention back to Dumbledore.

"Harry, if you are reading this then you are on your own now. I apologize sincerely but everyone does have to go sometime you know. Now then, to the business at hand. The horcruxes we have been discussing, we are down to I believe locating three of them. The cup, the locket, and one other possession of either Gryffindor's or Ravenclaw's. Nagini, we already know will be with Tom, and you will have to dispense of her before you do him. I am inclined to believe that it will be Ravenclaw's treasure we shall search for. Now, it would be very wise if you take the watch I have given to Ron for his birthday and use it, as it is a time traveling device, much like the watch I have. You will want to go to the time after Professor Slughorn spoke to Tom about the horcruxes. Use polyjuice if you must, but you will need to be a Slytherin. Watch his moves, see where he frequents, what things he steals. It will be of the utmost importance. We need to find where he has hidden the remaining pieces of his soul. I have a theory, but nothing more. I do believe something is located within the chamber of secrets. There you need to look. Also, it is very possible that something was left at Godric's Hollow as he may have had Wormtail cast the spell for the horcrux while he killed your parents and attempted to kill you. As I was thinking about whether he did make #6 that night I believe I was wrong. He must have been doing #5 for you, and #6 for the Longbottom's and as that didn't happen he replaced it later with Nagini. There are 2 places for you to look for 2 horcruxes. The locket, I believe is at a cave that he frequented with the muggle children of the orphanage. I have informed Aberforth of this cave. He shall help you. That is all Harry. If you need anything else, please consult my past self, Aberforth, or my portrait in the present time. Goodbye Harry and good luck. And one last piece of advice. Make the right choices, you unlike Riddle, have true friends. Let them help you. You will need it. That is all. Good day."

Harry looked up into the half-moon spectacles of the greatest wizard he would ever meet.

"As I was saying, the sorting will take place and we will try to get you back to your time. That is all. You may leave for now. I shall see you at the sorting. Miss Weasley, if you could wait outside while I speak to Mr. Potter."

"Harry, your father is James Potter am I correct?"

"Yes sir."

"And your mother is…?"

"Lily Evans."

"Lily! Lily married James after all. How interesting."

"Umm professor?"

"Yes Harry."

"Have you ever heard of horcruxes?"

"Hmmm. Why do you ask?"

"It's important for what is going on in the future."

"Would you care to inform me Harry?"

"I'm not sure if I should because I don't want to affect this timeline too much in case we go back to a different future."

"I understand. Yes I have heard of horcruxes. What is it you would like to know?"

"Well sir, do you know of any possessions of Ravenclaw's that are in existence right now?"

"An interesting question. Let me see here. Ah yes. I had an owl from one of Rowena's heirs. I never got around to reading the note though. Let me see here."

"Albus,

How are you? I hope I find you well. I have found something of my great-great- however many greats grandmothers Rowena. It is very intriguing. A pocket watch of hers. I had a young man the other day appraising it for me. We are in a bad situation money wise here and I thought it should probably go to Hogwarts. If you could come by sometime and look at it. I would really appreciate it.

Yours,

Areana Bones

"Hmm. I don't believe I would have read this had you not asked Harry. You see, Poor Areana is now dead. Death eaters killed her and I stowed this note away, not wanting to read it. I don't know if this could be of any help to you. But there you are."

It seemed Harry found his other horcrux. He just needed to figure out who R.A.B. was and where the pocket watch was.

"Thanks professor."

"Anytime. Now run along now Harry. Oh we may need to change your name. The fact that your last name is Potter and you look so much like James. What name would you like?"

"Harry Granger."

"Alright then. And your friend? Ginny Weasley may need to change as well."

"Make it Ginny Thomas."

"Alright then. See you tonight." Harry walked out to Ginny.

"Hey Gin. Your new last name is Thomas. Mine's Granger."

"Huh? Oh ok Harry. That's fine."

"Well let's go take a break in the common room then." Harry wanted to analyze Dumbledore's note. He was debating on whether or not to tell Ginny and he finally decided that he would. After he re-read the note. They both got to the couch in the common room and sat down. Harry began reading the note. He knew he had to tell Ginny, but he would have to tell her everything. It would be hard. He decided now was the best time to do it. So he did.

"Gin…I have a lot to tell you."

He began with the prophecy and revealed it to her. He followed with his meetings with Dumbledore and the revelations of the horcruxes. He then let her read the note. Her reaction was understandable.

"Harry…I'm not one of these things am I? Cuz you said the diary was and I was possessed by it."

"No Gin, the diary is gone and with it part of his soul. You're still you."

But Harry began to wonder if HE was one. After all, he had Voldemort's powers. It's possible that part of his soul was in him. He shuddered at the thought. Ginny came to console him. She now had the full impact of what he was saying. That his life would involve or end in murder. She just held him close. It was all he wanted right now.