Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling and Scholastic have all rights to Harry Potter. I make no profit from any fanfiction. None of the characters or canon plots are mine.

Is he going to try and change the books?
Yes, but he still has to figure out what needs to be changed. If you keep in mind the theories of changing time, there are obviously going to be differences if that happens. Harry is a bit lost on this subject.

Where did Harry get the books (complete set) anyway?
Eh, don't really know. I will be setting up a flashback scene to set up when he got them (they basically appeared in his cupboard on his sixth birthday). It was pretty much from some sort of higher power that wanted Harry to take his life into his own hands. I know this much, but Harry doesn't know anything, thus that is why it's not explained yet. There will be a revelation, probably during his time at Hogwarts or after Harry fulfills the prophecy. I'm afraid that you'll have to wait until then if you want a heavier answer. Oh, and as for it being a complete set of books, well, it's not as complete as you might think. He just has seven books. I won't say anymore about that.

Especially, of events that haven't happened yet?
I think the answer is above. It is from higher powers that will not be seen until the story is well underway.

Do you really think that it is a good idea for him to approach Ron?
Yes, actually. That's the direction I'm taking it now. You can't forget that Ron is only eight right now. Still, there will be problems, especially when Ron discovers Jamie is Harry Potter, but I think Ron has serious potential as a motivated and wise individual if he got past the jealousy and such and also worked hard instead of being lazy.

Aren't there any detection wards on Privet Drive?
There are in my other story, but in this one, the detection wards are only for other wizards and alerts saying if the blood protection has been severed. It hasn't been severed yet, though, because Petunia is stubborn (even if you won't really see her much, if at all) and keeps her word, and because Harry does not have any place else to call a home, thus that is what Privet Drive remains. Otherwise, any other detection is done by Mrs. Figg.

Why has Harry not been detected by the Ministry of Magic?
I don't want them to. No, it's because I have it set up (in my pretty little head) to be that when a muggle born is detected, wards are placed around that house to detect any future magic done by that child. Magical houses already have this. Privet Drive has this ward. It's also why any person doing magic outside of a house cannot be detected (don't forget that Sirius was probably prone to doing magic when he was on the run in the books and was not detected). Underage wizards and witches wands have detections up until they turn seventeen. Also, the wandless magic that Harry practiced was not done in #4 Privet Drive. He was careful to not give his relatives a chance to catch him at what he was doing.

His accidental magic can be passed of for what it is, but what about the intentional magic?
They would have registered it as the same thing, especially for a small child. The MoM, in this story, only has general detections for huge pieces of magic, something that Harry has not done. This is why people would remember when Harry ended up on the roof or turned his teacher's hair blue. While the apparation might be considered a big piece of magic, Harry is powerful and didn't need to exert too much effort. After all, that magic was within his grasp. This is also why a really powerful wizard would not be detected so easily. It's because the small energy they put out accomplishes a heavy job. That is the difference for a weak wizard and a powerful wizard in this story. Oh, and just because I say that Harry is powerful does not mean he won't have to work at control or anything. He will not be superpowered, and you'll see that as my story progresses.

Harry swung his legs back and forth as he waited on a bench near Platform 9 ¾. As he had made further trips into the Leaky Cauldron, he had found out that today was the day that the students were returning home for Christmas. He fervently hoped the Weasley's were going to show up. He desperately wanted to see them again, especially Ron.

Looking to his left, it looked as though he had gotten his wish. There were both Weasley parents with the four younger children. They were all weaving their way through the crowd, trying to make their way to the platform to pick up their eldest children. He smiled widely when Ron looked his way. Ron simply looked confused for a moment before smiling and giving him a wave.

Mr. Weasley looked to be asking Ron a question before Ron pointed at him. He watched as Mr. Weasley looked his way as well. Harry gave the man a small smile and the man returned it. Harry looked away. However much Harry wished to go over them and introduce himself, he was too afraid. He was a complete stranger to them.

"Hello! I'm Fred!"

Harry looked up. There, right in front of him, was one of the Weasley twins. The other was coming to join them. "H-Hello."

"You were at the Leaky Cauldron way back in September, weren't you?" It was George who said this as Fred had already introduced himself.

"Yes. I was hiding."

Fred nodded sagely, as though he knew exactly what had occurred, even if he couldn't possibly know. "So what brings you to King's Cross? Hogwart's Express?"

Harry just gave an indecisive shrug in return.

"But you are a …" George quickly took a look around to make certain no one was listening before whispering the next word. "…wizard?"

Harry gave a small smile and quick nod. "Yes."

"Boys!" Mr. Weasley came over and clapped a hand on each of the twins' shoulders. "What are you doing over here? Are you going to introduce me to your friend?"

"Yes, of course! This…" Fred's arms made a wide gesture toward Harry. "…is…" He leaned close to Harry's ear. "What's your name, mate?" He whispered theatrically.

"Jamie."

"JAMIE!" Fred's ten-year-old voice bellowed as he announced the name to what seemed to be all of King's Cross. George snickered.

Mr. Weasley cleared his throat. "Yes, well. It's nice to meet you Jamie." Mr. Weasley held out his hand and Harry shook it.

"It's nice to meet you too, sir." Harry looked and saw that the rest of the Weasley's had made their way over. "Hello."

"Hi!" Ginny seemed a bit excited. "Are you a muggle?"

"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley was horrified. What if this boy really was a muggle?

"No. My parents were witch and wizard."

"Oh. Where are they?" Apparently Ginny hadn't caught the were in the sentence.

"My mum's dead."

"Oh dear. Forgive my daughter." Mrs. Weasley was obviously flustered.

Harry shrugged his shoulders but still felt uncomfortable. To be honest, he didn't really know them. He just really wished that they were there. He wanted to have parents dearly.

"Your dad's not dead is he?"

"Ronald!" Again, Mrs. Weasley was flabbergasted. Her youngest children obviously had no problem speaking what was on their minds.

Harry shook his head no, even if he really was. He knew he had to stick to the story that he had woven for Mrs. Newton; otherwise he would forget what he had told each of them. "He's in Azkaban for life."

"Oh." Her voice was faint at this information.

Ron looked slightly uncomfortable. He didn't really mean to ask such an imposing question, really. "So, um, your name's Jamie."

Harry put in a relieved sigh. "Yeah. Your name, its Ronald, right?" Of course, he already knew, but Ron didn't know that. He was just reiterating what Mrs. Weasley had said.

"Ronald Weasley, but you can call me Ron. That's my little sister Ginny. They're Fred and George." He pointed to each of the siblings present as he said their names. "I saw you at the Leaky Cauldron a few months ago."

"Of course, Ronny, he was hiding!" Ron glared at Fred after the ten year old said this. Ron didn't like that Fred approached the boy before him, especially as he had wanted to see if the boy would be his friend. The Burrow was very isolated from the wizarding world. He had been the one to ask his dad, but Fred had gone right ahead without asking and his mother had held him back while the twins went to meet Jamie first.

Harry squirmed a little. He was progressively feeling more uncomfortable with every minute. For a moment, Ron had eased that tension, but it was back in full blast. A clock that was mounted on a wall read five o'clock. Mr. Weasley looked to where he was looking.

"Oh dear. The Hogwarts Express should be pulling in soon. If you'd like, Jamie, you could accompany us onto the platform. That is, unless you should need to ask your guardians."

Harry jumped out of his seat; slightly embarrassed that he hadn't done so when the Weasleys had first come over. "I'd love to! I haven't seen the Hogwarts Express before."

"It certainly is a sight to see. Come then." Mrs. Weasley proceeded to usher her broad over to the entrance to the magical platform.

Apprehensively, he carried his pack over with him and Harry pushed himself thru the barrier after Mr. Weasley and the twins. He only let go of his breath when he opened his eyes after he passed thru the brick wall. He couldn't help but stare at the bright red train that rested on the tracks. Children were already piling out.

"Amazing, isn't it, lad?" Mr. Weasley clapped his hand onto Harry's shoulder. "I remember the first time I saw it as well. I must have been nine years old that first time."

"Wow." Briefly, he noticed the odd looks that he got. He knew that he looked as though he was from the streets (especially because he was), and his awe was clearly written on his face. Quickly, he reached up and made sure the colorful knit cap was still covering his scar as it had been ever since August. It certainly would not do for him to expose himself so easily when witches and wizards surrounded him.

"Mum! Dad!"

Harry watched as three redheaded boys made their way over, with their trunks, to where he was standing with the Weasleys. Obviously, these were Bill, Charlie, and Percy. He noticed that Bill's hair had gotten longer and could probably be pulled back now, even if it would be with a little difficulty. Charlie looked to have grown one or two inches (3 to 5 cm), and Percy looked the same, with the exception that he was due for a haircut. Harry wondered briefly how much he had changed in the short period of time. He hadn't really noticed anything, but surely something must have changed. Well, his hair was growing now instead of staying the same odd length that it always liked to be at. Maybe it never grew past that because Aunt Petunia was always giving him haircuts on an almost weekly basis, and now he had none. He also wondered what should have been happening with his hair in the books. They never mentioned any haircuts when he would be at Hogwarts, but they also skipped a lot of inconsequential things as well.

During his brief thought period, he found all of the Weasley family greeting one another as three of the boys had obviously been at Hogwarts for the past three and a half months.

"Bill, this is Jamie." Ron was obviously eager to introduce him to his eldest brother.

"Hello there." Bill held out his hand for the younger boy to shake.

"Hello."

"I take it you're a friend of Ron's. Good for you. He needs a couple." This was all said in good humor.

"Not quite, but I hope to be." Harry was hopeful that this was true. He desperately wished for a friend. He had for the longest time. He also desperately wished this friend would be Ron.

"All of you have everything? Where's Scabbers, Percy?"

"Right here, Mum." Percy held up a small cage that had been hidden by the trunks.

Harry immediately looked to the rat that he knew betrayed his parents and sentenced his godfather to Azkaban without trial. His whole body tensed as he looked at the illegal animagus. A whole rush of emotions filled him like he never felt before. Something in him knew that this was hate. He clenched his fists to his sides at indecision of what to do.

"Jamie? Jamie!" Ron's eyes did not leave Harry's hands as he shook his father's arm with his own hands. "Dad! Jamie's hands! Look!"

Mr. Weasley certainly did look. Harry's fists were glowing like red-hot coals. The man's eyes immediately drifted up to the boy's face to see him staring at something. When he turned himself to see what Harry was staring at, he found nothing there. Of course, that same spot was where Percy had previously been standing with Scabbers, but he had moved, and such a fact of what previously could have been in that spot did not cross Mr. Weasley's mind. He turned back to the boy he knew as Jamie. "Jamie. I need you to snap out of it. You need to calm down. Can you do that for me? Calm down, Jamie."

At first, Harry barely even registered that someone was talking to him, but as the older man continued to talk to him and as he registered that he was no longer staring at the man who called himself Wormtail, he began to take notice of his surroundings. The whole Weasley family was surrounding him, blocking anyone's view of him, and it was Mr. Weasley that was talking to him. He could feel that his hands were warmer than they should be. They also felt like they usually felt when he used his wandless magic. Once his body lost the tense hold it had on itself, he lifted his hands to see why they would be feeling warm and full of magic. He was shocked at what he saw. His hands never glowed when he used magic. He immediately knew that this was powerful. It was the power he had been hoping for. It scared him that it had happened when he was thinking of the hatred for the rat man. He immediately extinguished the glowing magic like he did any other magic and immediately slumped, only to have Charlie catch him from the back and slide him so he was sitting on the ground.

"Jamie, are you all right?"

Harry looked to where Ron was, at his side. "Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. Just don't like rats is all."

Ron let out a nervous sort of chuckle. "Yeah, sure."

Mrs. Weasley decided it was high time that she looked over Harry went to do so. She immediately went to feel his forehead, pushing his hat up to do so. "Cool as a cucumber." As she began to remove her hand, Harry's immediately went to his hat, pushing it down so that no one could catch a glimpse of his famous scar. "Oh my!" Mrs. Weasley's hands immediately grabbed Harry's and pulled them closer to examine them.

Harry looked to see what her fuss was all about. Sure enough, his hands were bright red and were beginning to blister in one or two places on each hand. It immediately made Harry wonder what would happen if his wandless magic began to do what they just did today. He didn't want to have hand like he had right now every time he used powerful magic. It would cause heavy problems if that were so.

"We'll have to patch these up. When are your guardians expecting you home?"

"They, um, she… my aunt really doesn't care. She doesn't get home until late anyhow." Harry couldn't find himself able of looking into Molly Weasley's face as he gave the lie. Luckily, she took it as embarrassment of his lack of family love and care.

"Well then, you'll just have to come with us and let Molly patch you up. It'll be a bit of a walk to the Leaky Cauldron. Think you can manage?"

"Yes, sir."

Author Weasley gave a decisive nod and went about shrinking his sons' trunks so they wouldn't have to be lugged about London. The man was happy about the three antique trunks able to withstand shrinking charms. He just regretted the fact that his younger children's trunks would have to be secondhand and wouldn't be able to absorb the magic so easily.

Charlie helped him up and introduced himself and Percy. Harry was just happy that Ron didn't seem as nervous anymore and was walking beside him. Ron immediately began asking about Jamie's knowledge of Quidditch, and when he found that Harry knew little except how the game was played, he immediately began filling him in on the Chudley Cannons. Ron's older brothers also joined in the conversation, filling Harry in on how England's team was the best and Ron didn't know what he was talking about. When they finally reached the Leaky Cauldron, Harry traveled with Mr. Weasley in the floo, especially because he hadn't traveled that way before, and Mr. Weasley didn't want him getting lost in the network. Following that, Mrs. Weasley immediately set her magic about to begin preparations for dinner while she had Percy fetch the medical potions kit. Charlie was the one to bandage his hands with a burn salve and Bill told him that his hands would be fixed right up within an hour as the blisters and slight burns really weren't bad. Mrs. Weasley proceeded to invite him to stay and eat and he accepted. She was even willing to put off dinner for an hour so he would be able to manage the silverware. There was only small grumblings about the wait from the twins and Ron but were silenced by a quick and pointed glare from their mother. Ron then invited him to play a game of wizards chess in the living room and then proceeded to teach Harry when he found that Harry knew nothing of how to play chess.

I know it seems as though Harry just forgot about Pettigrew, but he didn't.

Also, the poll is closed, but I do have a few questions to replace the poll, if you would be willing to answer them.