AUTHOR NOTE
I'm warning this might be dark. Might not. Its open to some interpretation as to its darkness. By the criteria of what goes on inside my head this is not dark. But then inside my head is not exactly what you might call normal...
Harry woke up in a cold sweat with a start. He looked around. He had been having a nightmare about a fight. About watching his friends die in a battle at the Ministry of Magic. Watching them die one by one as they were overpowered by fully trained adult war wizards with experience torturing and murdering people.
He saw a brilliant shaft of blue white light burn itself through Ginny's chest, Hermione burning to death in purple flames screaming his name in supplication, Ron's flesh melting and sloughing off his bones while Bellatrix cackled. Luna, Neville and Harry running and defending trying to escape. Blowing up the room of the Prophecy Orbs. Getting separated so that Harry had no idea what happened to them.
He was alone in the room but he did not recognize the room. It was a pleasant looking bedroom with a pair of nightstands, some dressers and a wardrobe with a half open closet. There were some books scattered here and there including one on the nightstand on the other side of the bed. His wand was on his nightstand.
There were some feminine touches in the room Harry could tell from the sheet which had light blue flowers against a darker blue background. A few dresses he could see hanging in the closet and the curtains on the window were gently wafting lacy ones. A warm breeze blew in bringing the scent of flowers and a far off lawn mower.
He realized looking around that he wasn't wearing glasses. Leaping out of bed he moved towards were a bathroom looked to be. On the way noticing that he was naked he resolved to deal with that in a moment.
It was what he had hoped and a mirror revealed he was still himself. His emerald green eyes looked back out of a youthful face with a hint of stubble. He shook his head and splashed water on his face. He looked at his hands and didn't see the scar I must not tell lies but he did see a solid gold band on his left hand. Pulling his hair up he also did not see a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.
Looking around the bathroom he saw the sink had one side with neatly organized feminine care products while the other had a few masculine things tossed haphazardly in place. Two toothbrushes, floss, mouthwash and toothpaste rounded out the minutia of the sink. He looked at the tubes and one was squeezed from the middle while the other was neatly rolled.
He heard music coming form a room far away. Not wanting to face anyone starkers he pulled on some sweats and a T-shirt. It was for a band called the Deadly Manticores he noticed after he pulled it on. Grabbing his wand he slid out of the bedroom into a hallway.
Moving quietly he saw pictures neatly framed and hanging. A picture of himself and Hermione riding brooms side by side wearing Quidditch uniforms. Ron with Luna wearing a skimpy swimsuit sitting in his lap in another. Ginny being carried on Neville's shoulders. None of them anything he remembered.
He came to the end of the hallway and looked into the room revealed. In the middle of it was Hermione dancing to some pop music coming over the radio using her wand to dust and move dirty dishes to the kitchen. All she was wearing was a Chuddley Cannons T-shirt and some light blue knickers that were barely there to the point Harry saw tufts of brown over the elastic.
He stepped out confused into the room. A pair of crossed brooms hung on the wall. Both of them Firebolts with Hedwig sitting on a stand asleep in the corner as chaos raged around her. A framed plaque stood underneath with three years of prefect badges and head boy and girl pins. He was staring at Hermione though as she moved and shook her head. Shook other things too Harry noticed in a corner of his mind that caused him to glance back down to the ring on his hand.
Hermione must have noticed him as she gave a gasp and turned the music down, "Well hey there lazybones. I was going to give you another five minutes before I came in and woke you up." She said slinking over to him in an exaggerated walk. Tucking her wand in the waistband of her knickers.
"You know Moody would freak out if he saw you carry your wand like that."
"That dirty bastard." She laughed, "He probably already saw me in my knickers or more with that magic eye of his." She stopped when she looked at his face.
"Hey what's wrong. You look like you've seen a ghost. You okay? I told Fred bringing those things was a bad idea."
"What's going on Hermione?"
"What do you mean what's going on? Harry you're making me concerned."
"I saw you die."
"You what." She asked in confusion taking his hand she pulled him over to the couch after shooing Crookshanks off of it. She sat with him taking her wand to turn the music off.
"Harry do I need to take you to the Healers?"
"No. Maybe. Just tell me what year is it?"
"2001. Last night was our 1 year anniversary. We had planned for it to be a quiet little party with just us but Ron and his brothers and all happened and things got a bit crazy."
"2001. We graduated? What about Voldemort?"
"Yeah we graduated. What about him?"
"Who defeated him?"
"Your mom and dad did Harry, along with Sirius, Remus, Alice, Frank, Pandora and Xeno. They trapped him in Godric's Hollow when they found out Peter was the traitor."
"What about his horcruxes?"
"His... Oh those things. Yeah Pandora had found a ritual that when he went they went. All tied together. Also all his marked death eaters. That's ancient history. Harry I told you to go easy on those mushrooms Fred brought. It sounds like you had a bad trip."
"A bad trip. My entire life with the Dursleys? Fighting the troll in the first year bathroom for you? What about second year. You turned into a cat-girl when you got the poly-juice messed up. The Basilisk. The battle at the Ministry. The Tri-wizard tournament? None of that happened?"
"Uh no Harry. We met on the train. You and Ron were hanging out talking and I was looking for Neville's toad Trevor. You got up and helped me. We made friends even though I was a bit of a know-it-all. Ron took a bit longer to warm up but you never fought a troll for me. Though that would have been romantic most girls their husbands just give them flowers."
"What about Dumbledore. Where is he?"
"He's dead and buried for what its worth. He's why Voldemort got as powerful as he did according to your dad. When he died in battle no one shed a tear. He was holding them back."
Harry was breathing hard. He was trying to figure it out, what had happened, when the doorbell rang. Hermione unconcerned got up and went to answer it. Most of her backside exposed. "Hermione you're not clothed."
"Its Luna. She's seen me naked before Harry."
"Oh uh okay." He sighed not bothering to argue.
When she opened the door the wispy blonde came in giving Hermione a deep kiss on the lips which was obviously returned to Harry's confusion. She was wearing a low cut pink blouse with a red choker, large white sun hat, a orange and yellow skirt that came to just above her knees and combat boots.
"Hey Harry. You feeling better?"
"Uh yeah maybe. I think."
"You hit those shrooms pretty hard last night. You and Ron both. I had to peel him off the ceiling this morning as he had some weird nightmare about giant brains eating his skin off his body and a crazy cackling witch." She said coming over and parking herself in Harry's lap.
He recoiled in surprise causing her to pause halfway to his face for a kiss, "Uh Mia is Harry okay."
"I don't know. I'm not sure he's come back down off his trip yet."
"Uh yeah Luna sorry just startled me." He leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She responded and touched his teeth with her tongue.
"So uh does Ron know about us?"
"Well considering you and him have tag teamed me. I'd say so."
"Oh uh okay. Not mione?" Harry was confused.
"No. He says that would be like shagging his sister."
"Great and he had a bad reaction to these mushrooms?"
"Yeah. I just hope they don't do a drug test at the academy. He's worked so hard to get this. Neville was hitting him with a purgative today to help. Do you need one?"
"Uh no. I don't think so. I just need to get my bearings. That was some realistic shit."
"Yeah. Uh so tell me what's going on with Neville and Ginny did they survive last night?"
"Oh man. Ginny is already back at work. But they won't win the cup if she doesn't she says. And Neville's okay. But he has the constitution of a Hippogriff." The way she said that made Harry wonder if she had direct experience with his stamina.
"Uh okay. SO what're you up to for today."
"Well as soon as Hermione gives me my knickers back I'll have to get moving and catch up to Lavender. She's giving me the interview for the Quibbler about being chosen Miss Witch of the year to represent the U.K. in the international Miss Witch pageant."
"Oh cool."
"Yeah I'll send you the pictorial."
He looked at Hermione who was peeling her knickers off, "Here you go Luna."
Standing up Luna slid the knickers up her long pale legs over her round backside Harry saw as she bent over. "Thanks. Okay guys gotta run. See ya." another deep kiss for both of them then she was off.
Hermione sat in Harry's lap as he chuckled, "Okay well this is a wild life. Humor me Hermione. Okay."
"Okay."
"Mom and dad are alive?" "Yeah. You grew up with them."
"Not the Dursleys?"
"Nope. According to Lily the only way she would wind up letting you stay with them would be over her dead body."
"And we never fought anyone, never had nay battles or an unnatural horrible life?"
"Uh well that depends on your point of view. Knowing Luna I wouldn't call life natural or normal. But then she is a free spirit and an elemental force like her mom."
"You know her mom?"
"Yeah you've said Luna looks a lot like her."
"Oh yeah. Okay. And uh our sex life?"
"Well its healthy, mom says it might be a bit too healthy sometimes but we all take precautions and keep it among ourselves so its all good."
"Oh okay. And what do I do for a living?"
"Well you're a rich playboy who is going to university to learn business and part time in a potions apprenticeship with Professor Brown."
"Professor Brown?"
"Lavender's dad. He's the potions professor at Hogwarts Your favorite teacher and class."
"Not Defense?"
She shrugged, "Well you're kinda scary good at that. Edgar tried to recruit you to the auror force but Ron buckled down and did it."
"Oh okay. And you?"
"I'm a university student working on a law degree. And a magical law degree. I mean the world is changing so fast and the wizarding world is going to have to face it that someday technology will penetrate the secrets and everything will be revealed. We need to update the laws and the world and get ready."
"Oh okay. Nice.I think I'm going to go take a shower."
"Need someone to get those haard to reach places?" She batted her eyelashes at him.
He grinned as he felt a huge weight of stress fall off him, "Yeah I think that would be a good idea." He said picking her up and carrying her towards the bathroom. The both of them laughing.
A woman wearing Victorian mourning garb stood in the corner of the room. Her veil down showing only a hint of the pale icy blue skin underneath. No one had noticed her standing there during all of this.
She was joined by another woman wearing a dress that looked like it was made out of spiderwebs, constantly moving and shifting over her body. Sometimes threads breaking and others forming.
"So sister he didn't fully integrate into this reality."
"I was afraid of that. His soul was so troubled and damaged by the actions of Dumbledore."
"Given enough time I'm sure it will be soothed by the balms. We will observe him. The others are happy. They do not recall the pains and suffering."
"Except the Weasley boy. His trauma ran almost as deep as Potter."
"I know but he is also not as strong willed. He was far more malleable. He will have nightmares but he is already dismissing them as the torment of psychedelic mushrooms and nothing more."
"Come we need to return to the other timeline and work harder to bring down the cheaters there."
"True two dark lords rising at the same time. The champion falling. That world is screwed. I'll be far too busy before its all done."
"At least these tortured souls will be safe and happy."
The two ladies faded as calls to a deity echoed from the bathroom.