Harry stood in a privet room off of the main foyer of the Leaky Cauldren looking at his mother and father, reading their faces. A sad smile came to his face, then he looked at Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. They carried the same look as his parents. He knew what was to happen next he could handle it happening to him; but not the woman he loved with every thing he was, put in that place by the people that for so long were his parents. Mrs. Weasley was the one he had always looked to as a mother. The thoughts swirled in his head and a flash of pain gripped his heart. Harry turned because he knew that he couldn't keep the look of pain of pain off of his face. He didn't want the rest of them to see it. With his back turned to the Weasleys and his parents, Harry began to look around wildly for a way out of this situation. That's when he saw him sitting there. Quirrel the first Defense Agents the Dark Arts teacher Harry had ever had. Harry turned to look at Ginny who looked as if she was about to start to cry and got her attention. When she finally looked at Harry he gave a quick nod in Quirrel's direction. The second her eyes fell onto him a look of hope crossed her face and then one of worry and fear.

Harry closed his eyes and thought to himself, "If only I could prove to them what I say is true, but how..."

Harry made a decision in an instant. He turned to the entrance of the privet room and strode through the door, heading straight for Quirrel while Ginny buried her face in her hands in horror, with his parents and the Weasleys looking on confused.

Harry was now right behind Quirrel. He tapped him on the shoulder and waited for him to turn around. As soon as Harry touched him, Quirrel jumped so high that he nearly fell out of his chair.

"Y-y-y-yes?" Quirrel stuttered when he saw Harry approach.

Harry gave Quirrel a pleasant smile and said, " I hope your day has been fine so far because I'm about to put you six feet under and make your master feel pain he never thought a ghost could feel."

Quirrel just stared with a look of horror on his face. Suddenly there was a shriek of anger that seemed to come from Quirrel. Of course it wasn't from him for his lips never moved. I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU, Voldemort screamed from ther back of Quirrel's head.

Quirrel just sat on the barstool unable to move for the momentary shock still held him in his seat. With anger because he didn't move the Dark Lord howled in rage. finally Quirrel moved with the urging of his master to kill Harry Potter.What the dark lord's servant was thinking when he went for his wand we simply don't know because he coud see even while he was in the midst of moving to withdraw his own wand that Harry, Ginny, Lily, James, Mr. Weasly and Mrs.Weasly all had drawn their wands. Of course the reason the both Harry's and Ginny's parents drew their wand was to restrain their children befor the back of Quirrel's head started screaming 'kill him, kill him'.Quirrel barley had the chance to get his wand level with Harry's kneecaps before six stupify spells hit him in the chest knocking him clearly out flat on his back. Everyone in the Leaky Cauldren was rooted to their spot unable to comprehend what had just occured. Harry moved quickly and cautiosly to the unconcius Quirrel, took his wand away, and kicked him onto his stomach. With a glance to Ginny and the others he removed the turban from Quirrel's bald head. Just as he had thought glaring at him from the back of Quirrel's head was the face of the Dark Lord Voldemort.

"Its been a long time Tom," Harry said without a trace of fear. " I will not stop until you die permenantly. Tell me Tom who was the one who turned back time. Which one of your followers did it?" Harry looked up and gave a disgusted laugh, then looked back at the Dark Lord and contiuned."It's all right I won't kill them. I'll just slowly torture them while I hunt down whats left of your followers. I'll hunt them down one by one until all that's left is the one who turned back time and then I'll kill him. It'll be perfect."

Harry lowered his wand in order to point it at what was supposed to be Voldemorts nose. Just as he did so Quirrel spun around and grabbed Harry's wand and pulled hard, causing him to lose his balance and come tumbling to the floor.Quirrel quickly grabbed his turban and got to his feet in a matter of seconds.Ginny who had been to stunned to act when Harry fell flung a leglocker curse at Quirrel who then deflected it back at her. By the time everyone recoverd Ginny had hit the floor because of the curse. Quirrle with Voldemort on the back of his head was gone. No one could believe what had just happened. The people just stood their watching Harry as he removed the leglocker curse from Ginny. Once free she grabbed the side of Harry's face with her hand and said low enough for only him to hear "This isn't good. Harry what are we going to do."

Harry looked into Ginny's eyes and said" We're going to modify their memories. Make them forget what they saw."

Ginny looked worried and asked, " Are we going to erase our parents memories as well?"

Harry asked, "Do you want to?"

" No." said Ginny," I wanna tell them everything."

Harry bent his head and nodded" Agreed."

"Harry, what about Ron and Percy? What are we going to do about them?"

Harry thought a moment and then decided that it was best to leave the descision about Rons memories to Ginnys parents. However Percy had to keep his memories because Harry didn't want Percy to grow apart from his family because he didn't believe that the Dark Lord was alive.Ginny gave a sigh of relief. They both stood and Harry went and retrieved his wand. With a look at ginny they both started modifying the memories of everyone in there. They did it so fast that not one person had the opportunity to even think about drawing their wands.

Their parents stood with a look of horror and Lily's knees gave out on her. The only reason she didn't hit the floor was because James caught her before she could. They stood there in silence looking at one another, their parents realizing that the whole time they had been telling the truth and that they had been thinking about forcing their children to go to St. Mungo's.

Mrs. Weasley was the first to speak. She went to her daughter trembling. All she could manage to say was,"Ginny."

Ginny went to her mother and hugged her while asking, "Do you want Ron to know about what has happened here?"

"Why do you ask such a thing?" asked Mrs. Weasley"Of course I don't. Nor do I want Percy or you to be involved in this for that matter." As the words came out of her mouth Mrs. Weasly began to realize the gravity of the situation and began to think of the consequences of her child's actions.

"Mum," Ginny said softly," Percy has to keep his it will be for the better in the end, trust me. We've lived through this once and we'll do it again except this time we'll do things differently in order to better protect the ones we love. Mum I promise you nothing will happen to the ones we love."

Lily looked at her son with tears in her eyes after over hearing Ginnys words. "Harry I don't understand. We believe you, but I want to know everything that has happened. I want to know what has happened to my son to the point to where you had to face Him. If time was changed or not I simply would do everything to protect you from him so I just don't understand how." Lily stopped ranting only because she no longer found the words to describe the way she felt.

Harry gave her a very long slow sad smile and said. "I wish that I could tell you everything and as for protecting me from the Dark Lord your right you would never allow him to get to me. I can say this because in the other time you did just that. You both died when you needn't have because you simply wouldn't allow him to kill me. You put yourselves in between me and him and you got killed for it. He would have let you go if you just gave me to him but you didn't."

That night the Weasleys and Potters spent the night at the Leaky Cauldren as Harry and Ginny retold the events of their past lives. There were many tears and few moments of happiness. When they left the next morning the Potters and the Weasleys were the best of friends with the promise to have dinner together before school started in a few days.

Even with the happy thought that they could be together with thier friends and family Harry knew that this was the beginning of a long war between him and the Dark Lord. He had won it once at the cost of almost everyone he loved. This time he was going to win and he was going to protect all those that he loved in the process. Even so he was going to make sure that the Dark Lord and his servents were going to pay. If need be they would pay with that of their very lives.