Author's note

Hello my dear readers, Howdy ya doin? So I wanted to say that Updates might take longer since my Annual Exams have started. Do you like the story, if so please vote, comment and share. And Also I might edit this chapter later cuz It's not up to my expectations.

HER POV~

3rd September 1991

It was past midnight and I still couldn't sleep. I was restless and tired from the excitement of the day. not the best combination, I know.

I closed my eyes and tried to order my scattered thoughts in order.

sighing I decided to be more productive rather than lay around and wait for sleep to overcome me, at least this way my body would get some rest.

I dived into my mind and felt myself slip away from reality. Slowly I lost the feel of the bed beneath me and slipped into the blissful numbness and weightlessness of being in my mind.

Slowly I felt the sensations coming back to me as a body formed around my conscious.

I opened my eyes and looked around to find myself floating. There was a black void for the sky and an endless stretch of green below me.

Floating down I landed softly in front of my library 'commentarius'

I pushed open the ivory gates that were laded with Venus Flytraps, Fortunately, none of them tried to bite my fingers off. A walk through my little garden confirmed my suspicion that somehow more plants had been added inside it.

I noticed that the variety of plants had increased in my garden, I could easily spot red roses, Tulips, Iris, Liatris, Orchids, muscaris, daffodils, Lilacs, crocuses, hyacinths, Azaleas, checkered lily, jessamine also known as the twining vine, Hemlock, pitcher plant, sundew, a plant that I knew was called Drakaea Glyptodon the fraudulent flower, Titan Arum the corpse flower, Ornithogalum, Mrytle and peace lily a plant that I had seen in dad's office.

I also spotted bigger trees like Texas Sage( with purple/pink blossoms), Elder Tree ( with white flowers), and cherry blossom Tree.

The garden looked over all eternal, and smelled intoxicating, for that I was grateful. I did not know what would I do if my mindscape started smelling like rotten flesh courtesy of Titum Arum. Shoot that I will probably try to vanish the foul flower.

While examining the various flowers I spotted an innocent-looking and colorful sunflower. I was about to pet them when they came alive and started rubbing themselves and purring on my fingers like Phantom.

Chuckling, I focused on the task at hand and grimaced.

I entered the Library and noticed that a neat pile of papers had formed in a corner. I picked one up

How to tame a balisik?

How to defeat Dumbledore?

How to destroy Nagini?

I sighed. Even If I have Future knowledge, Dumbledore and Voldemort were the greatest wizards of their time, and I doubt I knew more spells than they do.

Dumbledoor was At least a century old and probably knew more spells than the entire Student body combined, He had a lot of political power with his chief position in many magical associations, Oh for fucks sake he had an underground Army of devoted and trained wizards who would follow his lead blindly and Somehow I doubt a Little heck even a big mistake form Dumbeldoors part can shake their faith.

Voldemort on the other hand is a Wizard with abundant power and a skilled mind though I do not think the latter is doable anymore. Nevertheless, He had an entire army of Skilled and politically powerful not to mention financially good wizards who would follow him like lost puppies and would even lick his boots if need be, On a good note most of them were in Azkaban or couldn't risk their image in the wizarding world but that didn't mean they wouldn't try an underhanded tactic.

Defeating them would be undoubtedly a potentially harmful and Exhausting task not to mention the credibility that I would succeed or heck even make a difference, but the best I could do was try and use whatever scarce cards I had smartly, After all, even a small spark at the right place and time can set an entire forest to alight.

It was my best shot and apparently my worst, I don't want to wake up one morning and know that I had somehow set the entire Hogwarts alight just because I did something just like the Chamber stunt that harry was not supposed to do or perhaps this was not the canon or... well it was not the canon now, not anymore.

To be honest, Changing the canon had not been my initial intention but the very moment I hid the letter it was changed, and Knowing about dumbledore's manipulations had only pushed me to two conclusions.

Either Dumbledoor was a good actor and his manipulations had not been noticed in the initial canon or...or this was not a canon and an entirely different word or in my view a fanfiction.

But whatever it may be now everything had been changed, Harry Potter was a Hufflepuff, Neville was a Hupplepuff, Hermione was a Ravenclaw and there was no blood feud between Draco Malfoy and Ron Wesley, I wrote a letter to McGonagall and...and I could just hope everything will not crumble down upon me like a domino effect because I pushed the wrong tile. Despite everything I decided to enjoy this world to the fullest, I was an author and I was going to decide the plot no matter what the fates threw at me, All in all, I decided to screw canon and do what I best do. Plan and execute and Do what I want.

I sighed and kicked at the paper that had my recent thoughts. I looked around the library to distract myself.,If The books were my memories, the scattered papers my thoughts then was the ink my emotions after all thoughts were entitled to have some emotions to them and weren't a book I mean memory made up of situations that had thoughts and emotions as reactions to them.

Perhaps my memories of the initial future also had some emotions attached to them, were they dread and frustration because of the domino effect that would follow it or excitement and glee at the chance to play the chess master with more skilled players in the real life or perhaps it is guilt and shame because of my habit of treating the life as a beautiful and enigmatic chess game against fates and the known and other unknown people in my life.

I breathed in and occluded my mind and watched in fascination as the pile of papers along with the one in my hand flew into a drawer that locked itself. There was no point in thinking over or overthinking about something I knew I couldn't get answers to so the next couple of hours or well that's what it felt, I assembled my thoughts according to their context.

*******************************Time skip**********************************

I picked up my last stack of thoughts and went towards a shelf to place them and while at it I noticed a clutter of paper or more like a really small book that played at the feet of the shelf or more like under it.

How had I missed it?

I picked it up and read the title ' Casita House 2.0 '. I froze, of course, I didn't want to think about it or more like the incident that followed this one so my mind, or more precisely I subconsciously had buried it.

I went back to a table and sat down, opening the first page of the book I decided to face THIS reality.

******************************memory*********************************

Dated 24 september 1991

Today's dinner as always was delicious, and I had to accept that Twinkle's cooking reminded me of my best friend's mother's cooking.

I moaned and rubbed my stomach, I think I ate a bit too much today

sighing I turned another page in ' Hogwarts the history '

Hogwarts has wards that detect the amount of magical energy one had and Place appropriate anti-accidental magic blocks on each student.

The headmaster/mistress of the school has access to this information to help them handle students of great or less magical potential accordingly. The deputy-

I dropped the book. I picked the book again and read the lines again and again.

I threw thew the book on the bed.

What do I do now, I had removed the blocks on my core and now dumbles will know as soon as I enter the school.

I decided to raid the Black library, There must be something about reducing the power of one's core for some time.

******************half hour later*****************

I placed the stack of Books on the dining table and sat down.

Going through the index I found that half of the books relating to Power and cores were about increasing it.

I threw another book on the pile of useless books.

I went through several other books and most of them talked about blocks that were permanent or either harmed the core of the person. I wonder which block dumbles were placed on me. I could hear the sound of my house elves shuffling in the background.

Well, that's it I could ask them, the elves probably knew how to do it After all they have been longer in this world than I.

" Kreacher!"

" yes master harry "

" Do you know how to reduce one magical power for a short period of time ?" The elf looked at me with calculating eyes and slowly answered.

" Kreacher not know how to do that but, Kreacher has seen master Regulus become really weak and powerless after using too much power though Master Regulus becomes normal after good rest, It usually takes a week to recover if he faints after using too much magic"

I felt like an idiot, of course, I just had to send some magic and pass through Hogwarts while I had really low reserves and I could recover when I was three this way dumbles would not know about my true potential and the blocks being removed.

" Thank you Kreacher that was helpful " He nodded and then looked at the pile of books on the table

" If kind master harry plans to do it, Kreacher must warn, It takes longer for underage people to recover and even longer for those who have big magical core"

" How much time do you think it will take me to recover?" I asked him

" It depends on how much power and what spell master uses but If master faints or almost exhausts his magical core it may take 10 to 12 days "

I nodded, If I perform some big scale magic now I will probably be back to normal by the 4 or 5 the of September, It will be the correct course of action I think, While I will pass the wards without a hitch I will not be completely defenseless or exhausted for classes and Even if I was exhausted I could just pretend that I couldn't do magic well in the beginning. Nothing out of ordinary after all, not every magical can cast spells immediately upon entering Hogwarts. But the question is what to do to send this much amount of magic, All the spells I knew were basic ad required very little magic, I could, however, try using magic freely like the time I used it to fix the dining room. It did leave me exhausted but was it enough? Only one way to find out

I looked at the elf that was still there

" Oh right, you may go back to whatever you were doing " He popped away to god knows where.

Well if I did plan to do something to the house I then better start at the center. The question was what? I did know a few changes I would like done to the house, Like the stairs.

I wonder if I could enchant them to come alive and only allow the people with permission to go up I wanted to repair the chandeliers and perhaps I could enchant the windows to let me see out but not in.

I stood up and walked to the center of the house which according to the books was the staircase on the 1st floor, there were two floors up and two floors down from the point while it was equidistant from the foremost and backmost all of the house.

I took a deep breath in and relaxed, letting my magic flow through me saturating the air, I felt the pressure of building power in my core or chest. I took another deep breath and continued gathering power till I couldn't breathe.

Slowly I relaxed and thought of everything I wanted to do to the house. The stairs would probably remind me of the Casita from Encanto. I loosened my hold on the power further but I wasn't ready for the outburst that followed.

Great power pulsed through me and left through every possible pore in my skin in a painful outburst. I fell to my knees, and a scream choked in my throat. I saw black and white swimming in my vision like clouds, I felt exhausted and drained. Everything felt like I was underwater, I heard someone's distant voice but I could comprehend what it was due to the mind-splitting migraine I had acquired.

And before I knew it I was unconscious.

I closed the book and placed it on the appropriate shelf. I should not have tried something without having all the facts, I could have Killed myself during the stunt And it will be a shame to die before Dumbledor and Voldemort paid for their sins. And I do not think I can bear the knowledge that I killed myself within 1 month of living alone in a magical world.

I watched as my recent thoughts automatically sorted themselves and went into drawers. All my thoughts and memories were sorted, Now I only needed to create new memories to fit that of the initial Harry potter. I did not doubt that Dumbeldoor and perhaps Snape will try legilimency on me at some point so better be safe than sorry.

I exited the library and looked at the sky, With only a half thought I felt myself flying towards the black void.

When I was far enough, I turned back and watched my massive library looking no bigger than a matchbox.

I thought about another ground forming just a few feet below myself and with some concentration, I was able to create one. A replica of the original ground that I knew was below this one.

Once that was done it was time to set the bait.

I flew towards the Top floor's ground and closed my eyes and I was about to crash into it but to my utter astonishment and pride( and smugness too), I passed right through it with a silky sensation on my skin.

I flew back to the library and looked up to see that there was only a void in place of the ground but I knew it was there.

I went into the library and watched as stacks of books and papers of Harry's memories and thoughts duplicated themselves and flew out of the library.

Another stack of edited memories and thoughts flew out of its shelf and tailed the prior ones.

I went outside and flew back up, After flying for a minute I felt the silky sensation again and I was back on the Top floor

I looked at the hundreds of scattered books and memories that I knew were heavily edited.

I knew that the books and pages on the top were the good memories while the ones deep down showed glimpses of Dursley's abuse of harry. I had purposefully buried the bad memories deeper After all I think even subconsciously an abused child will never want anyone to see it though this might not be true but what did I know? I was never abused, neglected yes abused? hell no. SO this was my best shot, Hopefully, this will not be too suspicious if anyone decided to enter my mind.

I walked around a bit trying to find a flaw in my fake or well kinda fake minds scape. Upon finding none I dived back to the ground floor and started constructing more defenses around my Real memories.

I would have preferred to construct string and solid shields around my mind but I can't give away the fact that I know occlumency therefore traps are my only other option.

Firstly I added another floor between the ground floor and top floor.

This middle floor consisted of a maze. that was enclosed by a 3 feet wide, several meters tall steel walls with only one opening to go in. One look at the giant square ground in the center and I immediately knew that I had conjured the maze from The Maze Runner.

I wonder if there were monsters and traps in there, A utterly inhuman shriek confirmed my suspicion. Entered the maze

I cautiously tried to fly higher and found out that the height of the walls increased as I flew up.

I decided to investigate the maze and soon enough I spotted a few webs here and there but no Griver was in sight, A couple of turns later I found a creature that looked like an illegitimate child of a spider and a scorpion, But the most amazing part was it wasn't acting aggressively at all.

They can't hurt you, they are inside your head, they are a part of your imagination.

Chanting it over and over again I flew lower and floated just above one.

The creature crawled onto the nearest wall and thrust its leg towards me, I instinctively, flinched and moved mack only to find that it was not a wall that I had bumped into.

With dread and fear filling me I attempted to move forwards but was stopped by the creature's leg locking around my middle. It was a leg or was it its tail I couldn't decipher from my position.

I saw more of them coming toward me, I closed my eyes.

That's it I was done for. I was going to die inside my own mind if that was even possible or will I go insane if the creatures shredded my conscious?

I felt one of them rub against my legs and slowly, very slowly I opened my eyes and screamed.

" I hate bugs!" I woke up in a cold seat and with my heart pounding in my chest.

~ *meow* MASTER! ~

~MASSSTER ARE YOU FINE! ~