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If you haven't read all 6 books yet don't read this.(spoilers)


Chapter 8: Memories

"Ron!" Hermione scolded.

"What? We did it our first year."

"We also killed our teacher, but I don't think they'll have to worry about that," Harry said.

"You killed your teacher?" Garrett asked.

"It wasn't intentional; he was working for Voldemort."

"We also faced a three headed dog, a giant chess set, devil's snare, and a room full of flying keys," Ron said.

"Evil keys," Harry muttered.

"Don't forget the potions," Hermione added.

"Remember my first year?" Ginny interrupted. "I was possessed by Voldemort."

"I got petrified," Hermione whined.

"We were attacked by giant spiders," Ron shivered at the memory. "Do you remember when Lockhart tried to use my wand?"

"Gilderoy Lockhart?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah, he was our second year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Harry explained. "He was a total coward. When he found out that Ginny was in trouble he tried to run for it but we made him go with us to save her."

Ron picked up the story, "I broke my wand at the beginning of the year, so when he took it and tried to use it on us it backfired and he erased his own memory."

"Then I went to get Ginny and found out that Tom Riddle was Voldemort and that he was killing Ginny so he could come back to life," Harry continued. "His basilisk would have killed me if Fawkes hadn't shown up."

"A basilisk?" Garrett stared.

"What's that?" Alex asked.

"It's a giant snake," Garrett said excitedly. "They're huge, and they kill you if you look at it."

"Unless you only see its reflection; then it just petrifies you. Stupid snake," Hermione pouted.

Ginny picked up the story. "The next year Sirius escaped from Azkaban and snuck into Hogwarts."

"Remember the dementors searching the train," Harry shuddered. "Then they showed up at our match."

"Hagrid started teaching that year," Hermione added.

Ron laughed, "Yeah, and Malfoy called Buckbeak ugly and he got attacked."

Alex spoke up, "Buckbeak?"

"He's a hippogriff," Hermione explained.

"Then at Halloween, Sirius tried to get into our dorm, but the Fat Lady wouldn't let him in. She looked terrible after that," Ron said.

Hermione suddenly laughed, "Remember when he got into your dorm and you thought he was trying to kill you."

"What would you have thought if a murderer was standing over you, in the middle of the night, with a knife?" Ron asked defensively. "At least I didn't think Sirius had cursed Harry's Firebolt."

"But I was right about who sent it to him," Hermione retaliated. "And I'm not the one who had a murderer for a pet."

"Remember Sirius dragging Ron into the Shrieking Shack?" Harry interrupted.

"He broke my leg," Ron whined.

"It wasn't intentional," Hermione countered.

Harry quickly stepped in to head off an argument, "Then Remus showed up."

Ron nodded, "That's when Hermione told us he was a werewolf."

"Then Snape showed up," Hermione added.

"I loved his expression when he found out Sirius was gone," Harry chuckled.

"Do you know how he got away?" Garrett asked.

The three friends laughed. "Harry and I freed him," Hermione announced.

The little boys and Luna and Neville, who hadn't heard the story, stared at the group.

Harry explained, "We stole Buckbeak and flew him up to the window of Flitwick's office, where they were keeping Sirius. Then they flew off together."

"How did you manage all that without getting caught?" Garrett demanded.

Harry looked to Hermione. "We can't tell," she said firmly.

Harry shrugged. "Forth year was fun," he said sarcastically.

"That was the Triwizard Tournament, right?" Garrett asked excitedly. "My dad's in the Ministry so he got to see the tournament. He told me you were brilliant against the dragon and that you saved two people from the mermaids!"

"There aren't any dragons," Alex scoffed.

"Oh yes, there are," Harry disagreed. "They really fly, and they can really breathe fire."

"Oh, Harry," Ginny laughed, "do you remember Ron's dress robes? They were awful!"

Everyone except Ron laughed, "It wasn't my fault; Mum picked them out."

"Dad wouldn't tell me about the third task," Garrett interrupted. "What was it?"

Ron glanced at Harry then told him, "It was a maze, but it didn't go very well."

"What do you mean?"

"A Death Eater charmed the trophy to make it a portkey," Hermione explained. "Harry and another champion ended up in a graveyard."

"Why?"

"Voldemort was there," Harry muttered. "Pettigrew killed Cedric and then he used a ceremony to bring Voldemort back."

"What happened then?" Alex was enthralled.

"He called the other Death Eaters, and then I had to duel him. O managed to escape and bring Cedric back to school."

"How did you get away?" Garrett demanded.

"He was distracted," Harry said shortly. "When I got back, our DADA professor took me to his office and tried to kill me."

"What!" Alex and Garrett cried.

Harry ignored them and continued. "Luckily Dumbledore showed up and stopped him. After a while the Polyjuice potion he was using wore off and we found out that he was really a Death Eater and he had our real teacher locked in a trunk."

"I'm not so sure I want to go to school," Alex sounded more than a little nervous.

"Don't worry, you won't have that kind of trouble," Hermione reassured him. "You're not Harry, so none of that will happen to you; Only Harry can have those kinds of problems."

"Thanks, Hermione," Harry said dryly.

"That was just your forth year," Garrett spoke up. "What happened after that?"

"Umbridge showed up for our fifth year," Ron told him. "It was terrible!"

"On top of that I had private lessons with Snape," Harry added. "And I had to put up with the Daily Prophet."

"The DA wasn't so bad," Hermione said.

"Sure it was," Harry agreed, "until we decided to invade the Ministry."

"And I got attacked by those brain things." Ron rolled up his sleeve, "I still have scars."

"Then Sirius died." The others looked at Harry. He sighed, "Chill, I'm over it. He's not dead anymore."

"Then Voldemort showed up and so did Dumbledore," Hermione continued.

"And they ended up fighting," Ron added.

"I got sent back to Dumbledore's office," Harry said. "Then I broke all his stuff and he told me about the whole 'Chosen One' thing."

"Snape was our Defense teacher last year," Ron remembered. "I wonder who it will be this year."

"I don't know," Hermione answered. "Harry was a potions genius last year," she muttered bitterly.

"Can we drop the whole thing about the book," Harry cried in exasperation.

"You went with Dumbledore to get the Horcrux last year, too," Ron reminded Harry.

"Right," Harry thought back. "We apparated to the coast, swam into a cave, drank poison, fought Inferi, apparated back to Hogsmeade, and flew to school," Harry paused for breath. "As soon as we got back Malfoy showed up. Dumbledore almost convinced him to change sides when the other Death Eaters got there. Then Snape came and killed Dumbledore."

"Then Snape and the others managed to get off the grounds and disapparate," Ron muttered.

"And they lit Hagrid's hit on fire," Hermione added.

"Then we found out that someone had already taken the real Horcrux, and all Dumbledore 'died' for was a stupid locket," Harry said.

"What's a Horcrux?" Alex finally asked.

"You don't want to know," Hermione shivered.

"Then at the funeral, I broke up with Ginny, told the Minister to stuff it, and decided to hunt Voldemort down," Harry concluded.

The eleven year olds just stared at him until Hermione checked her watch, "We should be there soon; let's get our uniforms on."

They had just pulled their robes on when the train started to slow.

"Firs' years this way!" Hagrid yelled from the end of the platform.

"Hey, Hagrid," they all waved.

"You better get going," Ron told the younger boys.

"You never told us how to get into a house," Alex whined.

"We wouldn't want to ruin the surprise," Harry laughed.

"Don't worry, it's not really that bad," Hermione assured them.

"See you at the feast." Harry led his friends to the carriages while the younger boys followed Hagrid to the lake.


A/N: Yeah, they're at school! Let the fun begin! (Updated profile.)