Chapter Twelve:
New Realizations

Harry's next day, Wednesday, had gone quite well. Today was Thursday and he did not teach the 7th years again until Friday, and then he also would have them on Monday.

He had gone through each with out a glitch. Well that is if you did not count the second year Ravenclaw who decided to eat a whole bag of Fizzing whizbee's resulting in him levitating half way up in the air as giddy as can be for the rest of class.

Harry could easily have left him up their, but found the whole situation amusing as Ron had done the same thing, though he was in seventh year at the time, which only made the whole situation that much more funny.

All in all, he had had a good first two days, but would it last?

The marauders had yet to find out anything of their defense teacher his secrets seemed to be heavily bounded with lots of bubble wrap, everything stayed hidden except for the obvious things.

The four, well three seeming as peter did not have enough brain to even think at the level of a second year decided that they would try to get some dirt on their new professor after class on Friday, as it was their last class it meant that they had all the time in the world to try and rope him in to dishing out anything about himself.

So they would wait until Friday…

Meanwhile, lily to was doing some investigating on the young professor just as curious about him as the marauders, though she chose a different approach, she hit the books.

The marauders and lily were not the only ones looking up on the young professor, but the only ones doing it for the reasons they were.

The majority of the girls were doing their best to make love potions, though they were having trouble finding out what the favorite color and such was of Harry Grangers, all vital ingredients to their potions. They resulted in trying to sneak up on their professor and try and get something out of him, but they never did, and this idea was becoming scarce as they saw less and less of their professor in the main hallways, for some odd reason.

The truth of the matter was that Harry was getting a little annoyed and scared at the continuousness of all the attention from the girls that were all younger than him but at the same time twenty or so years older. He had taken to avoiding the main halls and instead took some of the many passage ways that he had discovered to move around.

In The Future:

Today was Thursday and Ginny Weasley sat at a secluded desk in the half empty common room reading a letter from Sirius.

Dear Ginny,

I am sorry but I do not know exactly where Harry is though he sent me a letter a day or so ago telling me to tell anyone that asks of his whereabouts to ask Dumbledore, and that he would know. So that's what I advice, speak to you soon.

Sirius

This letter, only to some extent furthered Ginny's annoyance.

Yesterday was supposed to be the lunch she had with Harry, where he was going to giver her something that might help her continue the DA this year, but he had never showed up. He did not even send her a message asking to cancel.

So Ginny sent him an owl, with her loyal barn owl, Georgie, but georgie had returned not even a minute later with the letter still attached to his leg unopened, not even touched.

Confused she sent a letter to Sirius asking were Harry was, and this was what she had gotten in reply? Well that was not good enough something was not right and if Dumbledore was the one that was to know than to Dumbledore she would go.

Ginny tore threw the halls and reached the ugly gargoyle, and realized that she did not know the password.

"Ummhhh… lemon drop?" the Gargoyle remained unmoving, and so she went through the list of sweets every one that she could think have before it hit her

"Ahh! Of course, lightening lolly" remembering the newest candy that Fred and George had come up with despite Harry's protests.

The gargoyle erupted with life and let her pass and climb the stairs.

Half way up she could hear two voices quite clearly, both speaking on friendly terms about Harry?

Who was it and what was going on, she moved closer in full eavesdropper mode, and could clearly hear Dumbledore, "Draco, I am sure you are aware that Harry has not been at work the past two days"

There was a pause which Ginny thought contained Draco's confirmment.

"Well the thing is, Harry has gone on a top secret mission that as always will decide the fate of the world."

"Who is it this time?" Draco asked.

"well as you might guess it is the death eaters, they have gotten a plan worked out they are going to the past in order to bring the younger Voldemort up to our time to continue on his older self's work"

"Who would have ever thought of the death eaters as slightly smart people" Draco said sarcastically"

"Yes, well Harry has gone back in time in order to protect the school and the wizarding world in 1977, the last year his parents were in school, so you can probably imagine that he is under some stress."

Another brief pause.

"What I want you to do is to follow him into the past and protect it together, he may not admit to needing help and he might not need it all the same but the more protection on the important people of 1977 the better, so do you accept"

"Of course I do, do you really think I would pass up an opportunity like this"

Dumbledore smiled at the young man who had changed so much over the years, defeating his evil nature and becoming a good person helping people and the side of the light.

Ginny chose this moment to barge in.

"Professor Dumbledore what the hell is going on"

Dumbledore took no offense on Ginny's use of words but instead let his eyes leak with its twinkle,

"Ms. Weasley I was wondering when you were going to arrive"

"Arrive? What is that supposed to mean?"

"Well I trust you heard."

"Well of course I did do you know me at all," then suddenly realizing just who she was speaking to she added lamely, " Sorry professor I didn't me-"

Dumbledore cut her off with, "quite all right m'dear well lets not let this questionnaire continue I will just tell you, you will be going with him"

Ginny gawked, then shut her mouth and smiled.

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