It was only a few days after the arrival of the wands that there was an arrival of a different caliber. Draco Malfoy floos into the Potter's sitting room and into the waiting arms of Harry. After they share a quick hug, Draco turns towards Euphemia: "Thank you so much for having me till the start of term."

"Oh it's nothing at all dear. You don't have to act like you're staying for months, it is only a few days." Euphemia laughs as Draco turns red. "And you don't have to worry about sleeping arrangements, Harry already has his room all set up for you. Now I'm going to go see how lunch is doing."

"Thank you again!" Draco calls as Euphemia leaves the sitting room. He turns towards Lyka and Harry, the biggest shit-eating grin on his face, "So what do we do first?"

"Have fun for a day or two before making plans?" Lyka suggests.

"Prank the hell out of James and then spread the tale around our respective common rooms?" Harry also suggests.

Draco laughs, "I think we should do a combination of both."

Over the course of the next two days, the trio manages to get into all sorts of trouble. From trying to gain an alliance with the local gnome population to having a prank war with James. To put it simply, they managed to get into enough trouble that they actually frustrated Euphemia.

"Why can't you three just...sit and relax? Read a book or go over your textbooks? Or even take a moment to walk through the garden? Without trying to bribe the gnomes into doing your bidding!" Euphemia sighs, "I really don't know how it is that you managed to convince them to tie James up and drag him into garden, but no more of that. Let's just get through these last two days without incident. I beg you three."

Harry at least had the audacity to look ashamed. The other two however, just had equal looks of boredom. It made Euphemia nervous for how many letters she would be getting from Headmaster Dumbledore about her children's behavior. It was bad enough when she had gotten five during James' first month. Who knows how many Harry and Lyka were going to send home!

"We're sorry. We'll go be quiet now." Three voices rang out, only one actually sounding sincere. The blondes just sounded like they would rather be out convincing the gnomes to help them conquer the world. Euphemia sighs again, feeling the grey hairs growing, and waves them off to do whatever it is trouble makers do when they claim they won't get into trouble.

Once in the safety of Lyka's bedroom, Lyka places up a silencing barrier to prevent them from being overheard from the door. Draco hums as he looks at all of the books along Lyka's walls. "Well I'm glad to see that in this life you're getting to indulge in your love of books."

"Hmm? Oh yeah...although you know I only have the vaguest of memory of reading half of these books. Since you know...we only woke up in this life about four days ago." Lyka muses as she sits on the end of her bed. "So how is your new life? Is it everything you've dreamed of having your grandfather as your father? I know you previously mentioned that before his death he wasn't as bad as Lucius."

Draco laughs, "No he's not as bad. He doesn't expect me to keep my hair perfectly done. Nor does he expect me to keep up perfect pureblood etiquette. But then again apparently my birth led to his wife's death. Well I suppose my mother in this case. Although it makes me wonder what she passed of in our previous lifetime, since she passed around the same time in that one."

"Perhaps she passed during childbirth then as well. Except the child was lost as well during that timeline. But in this version of events, Death made you the child but ensured you would survive." Harry suggests to Draco, his voice solemn.

"It would make sense. And would be easier than say our own tale. Since if I remember correctly, Euphemia Potter had great difficulty getting pregnant. It was a miracle in and of itself that she managed to have James. And then magically ends up pregnant with twins? I'm sure she and Fleamont cried tears of joy." Lyka mutters in thought.

Draco nods slowly, understanding where Lyka was coming from. Sighing, he looks between the two, "Now didn't we actually come here to discuss our nefarious plans to take down a particular Dark Lord that managed to defeat us once?"

The air of the room immediately turned sober and somber. "Ah yes. That snake faced bitch." Harry mutters quietly. "I still don't understand how it is that we managed to die to quickly."

Lyka sighs, her heart and mind heavy with the knowledge. "Draco died first. I don't know how. But he did. When we found him, you were so distraught that you left your wand behind. Then before I could do anything you were hit with a killing curse. Never saw the caster." Harry and Draco are quiet for a few minutes before Draco speaks up.

"And what about you?"

"I had gotten surrounded. Got disarmed. Then boom! Killing curse."

Harry sits still, working on controlling his sudden emotions. He had never realized that Lyka had witnessed his death. That she had still tried to fight even after that. He takes a deep breath and looks directly into the mirror copy of his eyes, "All right, so let's go over what we actually know."

"Voldemort's real name is Tom Riddle. And he's pretty much immortal." Draco supplies to the conversation.

"And that would be thanks to the horcruxes he made." Lyka chimes in.

"Which I was one of. Along with a personal diary, Hufflepuff's cup, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's diadem, his family ring, and an unknown horcrux." Harry states while physically writing a list.

"And considering the fact that we will no longer be available for him to create a horcrux out of you. That makes five horcruxes for sure and possibly a sixth." Lyka adds in.

"So that would mean that we have to figure out where those five are hidden at here in this time. And do research on whether or not there is a sixth. Which will be a right pain in the arse since we won't be able to just...casually have a spy inside the deatheaters." Draco grumbles the last bit.

"Well for all we know, he could have made the unknown horcrux after he made me one." Harry offers this as a bit of hope for the other two.

"You've got a fair point, Harry." Lyka lies still for a moment before sitting up, "Didn't they mention in our previous lives that the diadem had been lost for long time after Riddle turned it into a horcrux? And we ended up finding it in the Room of Requirement, right?" She looks back and forth rapidly between the two boys.

Draco's mouth drops open, "You're absolutely right! Do you think it could already be there?" His face suddenly lights up with hope. The first step to defeating that bastard could be so close.

Harry smiles as he makes a note on his list, "The only way to know is to check it out as soon as possible once we get to Hogwarts. And at a time where our professors and James won't notice we're missing for hours. Cause I distinctly remember it being a right pain finding that thing the first time."

"At least this time we won't be searching for it under duress." Lyka takes a deep breath, feeling like a small weight had been lifted off her chest. "All right. So the main plan for our first year at Hogwarts is survive whatever politics exist in 1971 and find Ravenclaw's diadem. All in favor say aye."

A double symphony of ayes rang out from the boys. And so our trio spent their last couple days of summer feeling like things were actually looking up for once since their deaths.

Author's Note:

And so this ends Part 1! Of 15 plus an epilogue. I might have mentioned before that this is going to be long. Especially since it took six 1,000+ word chapters to get through part 1. Please send support and coffee. I'm gonna need it.