Me: Hey…guys…um yea, sorry for the really delayed chapter but I have a really good reason!
I have a couple things that happen but the major one is that my USB drive that had all my stories finally died on me. I had to get back all of my old chapters and retype what I could remember from my dead USB drive. Granted, I had not started this chapter yet but I still had to get the old chapters from my fanfiction account.
The other reason is the joints in hands for some odd reason started to hurt. I was limited to typing and writing for right now until I know the reason which there is one that is I'm not getting enough sleep – insomnia! And I might I have some Asthma problems cause of my acid reflux…yay – not!
Also, I was sick as well…so yea…sorry for the delay guys. Sorry, I normally reply your reviews but I have other fanfics to update and I don't want my hands to hurt by the time I'm half way to updating the other chapters.
Well, all side and done, onward to the story!
Summary: AU – After meeting with the Headmaster, Harry meets a strange woman that says she can change the past to a better future with his help. Will Harry help her change history to a better one and help those who were in need of help in the beginning?
I don't own Harry Potter. All credit goes to J.K Rowling but I do own my OC, Yuki. Warning there might be some grammar errors and spelling mistakes so please bear with me. No pairings for the children just yet, but head advance, no Harry and Ginny pairing here…I don't like her.
Anyway all said and done, onward to the story!
"First years, this is Headmistress Slytherin-Fudo," introduced Hagrid before leaving.
"Well then, you'll be sorted to your house from an ancient magical hat that was created by the four founders. The Sorting hat will sort you by your personal traits and where your full potential will shine. There are four houses; Gryffindor for the brave and chivalry, Slytherin for the cunning and ambition, Ravenclaw for the intelligent and wit and lastly, Hufflepuff for the loyal and trustworthy," explained Minerva. "Shall we?"
Harry took a deep breath and followed his great aunt into the famous Great hall. He and his fellow class year gasp upon seeing how beautiful the hall looks like. Looking up, Harry saw the candles were floating and the ceiling was showing the night sky.
"I read in 'Hogwarts: A History' that they charmed the ceiling to look like the sky," whispered Hermione before widening her eyes. "Oh, b-but I guess you already know that…"
Harry laughed, "Actually, I didn't. Even though my parents are professors here, they didn't want to spoil it for me when I attend my first year."
Hermione nodded with a slight blush.
They stopped when Minerva reached to a stool where there was a worn out, black old wizarding hat. Suddenly, it started to sing.
Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter bat than me
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
so try me on and I will tell you
where you ought to be
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindor apart,
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
those patient Hufflepuff are true
and unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you're a read mind,
where those of wit and learning
will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
you'll make your real friends,
those cunning folks use only means
to achieve their goal
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
for I'm a Thinking Cap!
Minerva took out a large parchment before clearing her throat. "Now when I call your name, you'll come up here where I will place the Sorting hat on your head and you'll be sorted."
Harry was trying to hold his laughter upon hearing Ron complaining how his brothers told him that he had to fight a bloody mountain troll.
"Hannah Abbot – Hufflepuff!"
"Susan Bones – Hufflepuff!"
"Lavender Brown – Gryffindor!"
"Terry Boots – Ravenclaw!"
"Mandy Brocklehurst – Ravenclaw!"
"Millicent Bulstrode – Slytherin!"
"Vincent Crabbe – Hufflepuff!"
"Michael Corner – Ravenclaw!"
"Tracey Davis – Slytherin!"
"Justin Finch-Fletchley – Hufflepuff!"
"Seamus Finnigan – Gryffindor!"
"Gregory Goyle – Hufflepuff!"
"Hermione Granger – Ravenclaw!"
"Daphne Greengrass – Slytherin!"
"Neville Longbottom – Hufflepuff!"
"Roger Malone – Hufflepuff!"
"Draco Malfoy – Slytherin!"
"Theodore Nott – Slytherin!"
"Pansy Parkinson – Slytherin!"
"Padma Patil – Ravenclaw!"
"Parvati Patil – Gryffindor!"
"Harry Potter…"
Harry walked over to the stool, ignoring the whispers from the students and took a sit on the stool. He felt the hat being placed on his head and heard a voice.
"Mm…yes, yes…quite impressive mind boy. Quite like your…great grandfather."
"Really? Great granddad Harrison? He had multiple traits as well?" wondered Harry. "My family says that we look alike, but not sure about personality traits."
The Sorting hat chuckled, "Trust me child, it's the same but different…mm, yes…noble, loyal, intelligent and cunning…"
Harry was confused.
"It will make sense…one day child, now let's finish this sorting – Gryffindor!"
Harry felt the hat being removed as the students were clapping. He walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to his cousin, Jason who was sitting across from Percy Weasley.
Jason chuckled, "Don't look now, but I think you made your father very happy."
Harry turned his head to see his father grinning smugly as his surrogate uncle Remus and uncle Lucius handed him something. His great grandparents and aunt Avalon were shaking their heads. Harry made a face, "He must have bet that I'll be a Gryffindor since I'm his son."
Jason smirked, "Well, he can't say its cause you're a Potter since my sister is a Slytherin."
Harry laughed before continuing hearing the sorting.
"Helena Snape…"
A girl with long black, silk hair and light blue eyes walked over to the stool. Just like Draco, the hat barely touched her head and shouted 'Ravenclaw!'
Helena laughed a bit before getting off from the stool and walked over the Ravenclaw table. She sat between Hermione and Ophelia Malfoy.
"Lisa Turpin – Ravenclaw!"
"Ron Weasley – Gryffindor!"
"Blaise Zabini – Slytherin!"
Once the final student was sorted, Minerva removed the stool and handed the hat to Argus Filch. She walked over to the head table and sat next to her husband, Thomas Slytherin-Fudo.
"Greetings and welcome to another wonderful year," said Tom as he stood up. "To first years, just let you know that it's forbidden to step foot into the forest as it contains dangerous creatures and you can get lost. Punishments will be dealt with by your head house, but if it's severe, the punishment will be dealt with me, understand?"
The students nodded.
"Good, shall we?" said Tom, snapping his fingers and the food appeared before them.
Harry was amazed to see so much food before grabbing a few of his favorites into his plate. He had to be careful as Ron was practically inhaling the food.
"Ronald, show some table manners," scolded Percy.
Ron frowned before looking over at the older students who were giving him a disgust look. The young redhead sighed and started eating properly.
Harry shook his head before feeling someone was watching him. He looked around and spotted a few girls looking at him with dreamy eyes. "Oh bother," he murmured.
Jason sighed, "Just ignore them. It happened to Eldon and I in our first year, but it was a lot worse for Eldon since he is the royal one. We're just distant related to great granddad so their little dreams to be queen or princess will be crushed."
Harry simply laughed before hearing what Ron was saying.
"No surprise that Helena got sorted into Ravenclaw," said Ron. "She practically lived in the library, but at least she's not a snobby one. My cousin Bertie says that most of the older ravens can be rather bossy and rude."
Harry smiled before looking over to see Helena talking to Hermione.
After the feast, the prefects from each house escorted the first years to their common rooms. The Gryffindors had a portrait called the Fat Lady, guarding their common room unless you had the correct password.
Upon entering, there standing nearby the fireplace was James Potter.
"Right, you little first years, welcome to the house of Gryffindor, I'm your head house and your Transfiguration Professor. Just because you're in the house of noble, bravery and chivalry doesn't mean you can bully any of the other houses, understand?"
"Yes, Professor!" shouted the students.
"Right, the rules and punishments are posted in your dormitories. If you have any questions about anything, my office is open until eleven to all," finished James before leaving.
Harry and the other boys entered into their dorms. They saw there were four beds and their belongings were in the middle of the large dormitory. While Ron and the other boys claimed their beds, Harry saw the rules posted on the bathroom door.
"The rules looks like the ones back home," stated Harry.
Ron walked up to him and read the rules. He made an annoyed face, "And the punishment too. Merlin, it's almost like they don't trust us. My brothers told me that the professors charm any writing material when there's a test or exams."
"Well, I guess we just have to follow them through then," said Seamus, organizing his clothes and books. He sat on his bed, far from the bathroom, "So, we have about an hour to kill before bed. Want to get to know each other?"
Harry and Ron smiled before the four boys circled around the middle of their dorm. The four boys discussed about their home life then explained a few wizarding games to Dean. Seamus would say a few muggle games he plays with his father during the summer.
In the morning, Harry was the first one to wake up before going over to the showers. When he got out, Seamus and Dean were already up while Ron, as usual, was asleep.
"I'll wake him up," offered Harry. He walked over to Ron's bed, taking out his wand and casted the water charm over Ron's head. Within seconds, his redhead friend woke up and falls down from his bed. Harry smirked, "Wake up, sleeping beauty or do you want to miss your first breakfast here in Hogwarts."
"Alright, alright, I'm up," murmured Ron. "Bloody hell, you're just like my mum. She uses the same spell to wake me or my brothers up for breakfast."
Harry laughed, "Well, I do have some redhead traits. My mom is a redhead. I hear that redheads have some kind of temper that no one wants to mess with."
Ron agreed before getting dressed.
The four boys walked into the common room to see the girls and Ron's older brother. Percy nodded, "Right, I'll be showing you how to get to the Great hall and then escort you to your first class. Some will have the same while the others will have another subject. If there are no questions, let's get going."
Harry followed the fifth year Prefect and taking notes so he wouldn't get lost. He know that Ron wouldn't pay attention as he knows that the redhead was thinking about was the food he was about to eat. He sighed, 'I'm surprised that he's not fat. Ron eats so much.'
Upon entering the Great hall, Harry and the other Gryffindors were surprised to see that the four large tables were gone and instead were multiple round tables that have five seats around them.
"As you can see, you can seat with other students in different houses," explained Percy. "But in special events or holidays, the students are required to seat with their house."
That made the first year Gryffindors happy.
Harry walked over to a table that has Helena and Hermione with Ron following him. He took a sit by Helena and Ron sat next to him.
"Morning Harry, Ron," greeted Helena. "Are you ready for our first lessons?"
"Sort of, but it's not fun to have a parent being a professor," replied Harry. He smiled, "Morning Hermione, nervous?"
"A-A bit, but Helena and Ophelia assured me that I'll do fine and I shouldn't be worried if I can't perform the spell right or if I mess up," said Hermione, blushing.
"And you shouldn't," said Harry. "I can see you are pretty bright for your age, but don't rely on just books. Just have fun."
Hermione blinked her eyes before nodding.
"Oi, any room for me?" asked Draco, popping behind Helena. He sat by Hermione and offered his hand, "Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you."
"Hermione Granger, pleasure to meet you. Do…um do you know them?"
"I know them almost all my life," relied Draco. "Helena is my god-sister, Harry and I are related by marriage from his uncle Charlus, and Ron is related to me through the Black family."
"Are…all purebloods related in some way?" asked Hermione.
Helena nodded, "Don't worry, you'll learn about it in Wizarding studies for muggleborns in your third year. It's taught by Aunt Walburga."
"Are all your relatives teach here in Hogwarts?" asked Hermione.
"Pretty much," replied Harry. "My family is direct descendants from Slytherin and Ravenclaw. The Potter's are part in different families from marriage or lineage."
"Oh, so Hogwarts is like a second home to you," wondered Hermione.
"In a way," replied Harry before smirking, "Oi Ron, here comes your favorite cousins."
Ron had a confuse look before getting tackled by two teenagers. One was a girl with long dark orange hair and light brown eyes while the other was a boy with messy dark brown hair with slight orange highlights and brown eyes.
"Yay, Ronniekins is finally here!" squeaked the girl, happily.
"Nice to have you here Ronald," said the boy.
Ron pushed them away, "Knock it off, buggers!"
"Aw, little Ronnie doesn't want us around," pouted the girl.
"Now, now don't be like that Ron," warned the boy before looking over at the table. "Morning Helena, Harry. Who's your new friend?"
"This is Hermione Granger, a muggleborn and my roommate," replied Helena. "Hermione, this two are Bertie Prewett, a second year Ravenclaw and Leonard Prewett, a second year Hufflepuff. They're cousins."
"Oh, I remember seeing you in our common room last night," said Hermione, looking over at Bertie. "How are you related to Weasley?"
"Ronnie's mother is our aunt," replied Bertie.
"Our father's is the younger brothers to Ronald's mother," said Leonard. Suddenly, a few parchments appeared before the first years. Leonard smiled, "Looks like it's your timesheets. Better have it memorized."
"Make sure you have your books for the day," said Bertie. She smiled, "Don't want to lose points in your first day of classes."
Harry looked over to see his timesheet:
Monday:
8:00am – 9:00am; History of Magic with Slytherins
9:40am – 10:30pm; Charms with Ravenclaws
10:40am – 11:40am; Herbology with Hufflepuffs
2:00pm – 3:00pm; Transfiguration with Slytherins
Tuesday:
8:00am – 9:00am; Muggle History with Hufflepuffs
9:40am – 10:40am; DADA with Ravenclaws
10:40am – 11:40am; Potions with Ravenclaws
2:00pm – 3:00pm; Transfiguration with Slytherins
Wednesday:
8:00am – 9:30am; DADA with Ravenclaws
10:10am – 11:40pm; Charms with Ravenclaws
2:00pm – 3:50pm; Herbology with Hufflepuffs
10:00pm-11:00pm; Astronomy with Hufflepuffs
Thursday:
8:00am – 9:15am; DADA with Ravenclaws
9:45am – 11:00am; Transfiguration with Slytherins
11:10am – 12:25pm; History of Magic with Ravenclaws
3:30pm – 4:30pm; Flying with Hufflepuffs
Friday:
8:00am – 9:50am; Potions with Ravenclaws
10:30am – 12:00pm; Charms with Ravenclaws
2:00pm – 3:30pm; Muggle History with Hufflepuffs
Harry looked over at his muggle watch. "We have plenty of time to get our books."
"Well, have fun little ones," said Bertie before skipping over to her friends. Leonard shook his head before saying good bye and walked over to where the Weasley twins and Jason were sitting.
"How can someone be hyper this early in the morning?" murmured Ron. Harry and Draco laughed before the five of them continued eating.
Meanwhile at the Ministry, Harrison was glaring over at the window as his back was turned from his son, Aiden. The Minister gritted his teeth, "Are you sure about this information?"
"Positive father," said Aiden, seriously. "You know my sources don't lie. We can't let him get close to the children – let alone returning back to Hogwarts!"
"I know that!" hissed Harrison, showing his fangs. "But…this might be the best way to keep an eye on him. We don't know what they are planning, but they do want to get their hands on the Deathly Hallows. We cannot allow that to happen, understand?"
Aiden nodded, "Yes father."
"Go. Warn to your brother," said Harrison, narrowing his eyes, "That Dumbledore is coming to Hogwarts under a false name."
Aiden nodded before leaving the room with his shadow magic.
-Break Line-
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