A/N: Harry Potter is not mine!
A/N: Please R I need to know if it is good!
Chapter 5
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were sitting in separate rooms in the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione did not want to stay; she felt that if they did, they would alter the future accidentally and cause havoc, or something wrong would happen and Harry's life would turn out even worse. But, she couldn't just leave him there while she tried to get back, because if she did and if Harry tried and couldn't…she would not be able to live with herself.
Harry wanted, no needed, to stay behind, and on Halloween night, he would destroy Voldemort instead of him killing his parents. He laid on his back on the squeaky old bed and thought of him growing up with his parents. He imagined spending 11 years of his life, and be happy…and then going off to Hogwarts. He then tried to imagine what it would happen if he did, and not as the orphan he was growing up.
He thought that he wouldn't have met Hagrid so quickly…but that was okay; he would meet him at Hogsmead station, swinging his lamp around and shouting, "Firs' years!" Harry smiled at the fond memory.
He thought of Ron next. He had met him first at Kings' Cross because he was late at finding Platform 9 ¾ s. What would have happened if he didn't meet the Weasleys at the muggle train station, because his parents would have brought him, most likely early. Harry wondered if the skinny ginger haired kid would have entered another compartment because Harry would have gotten there early, so he would have met others. If so…would they ever have become best mates if they didn't meet on the Hogwarts Express first?
Harry quickly sat up and shook his head, trying to get rid of the horrible thoughts of him never becoming Ron's friend. Harry tried to convince himself that they would, eventually, but another little voice in his head said that they might not. Harry tried to think of other things as the sunlight turned red-gold through his window, as began to set for the night, but his mind kept on thinking.
Would he have still found the Philosophers Stone—wait, he only found it to prevent Voldemort from getting it, so that would not happen. What about…wait, all of the odd adventures he had had at Hogwarts were because of Voldemort! From the Chamber of Secrets, to Sirius escaping Azkaban, to…everything; everything revolved around his parents' death and Voldemort. Harry thought that he could happily live a normal life, but would he want a normal life?
What about Hermione? He would have met her on the train, but Quirrel wouldn't have let the troll in if Voldemort hadn't have made him. He wouldn't have ever become her friend and…No! He shook his head; he would have met her and Ron and they would have become great friends no matter what.
He lay on his back again, suddenly exhausted, fully clothed, but took off his glasses and set them on the little table by the bed. He convinced himself that he would have a perfect life if his parents were alive. Harry then, slowly, drifted to a dream-filled sleep.
Harry didn't know that he would have a beloved visitor in his dream…until he saw him face to face.