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It was afternoon when Harry and the rest decided to step out of their common room. Professor McGonagall's face twitched with controlled anger, mostly because of her students. She could forgive them for drinking firewhiskey even Dumbledore was amused when she reported this incident to him. It wasn't the first time and she was sure it won't be the last but this was the first time, she was outsmarted by her students. She cannot apprehend the students, as Harry pointed it out, the term has officially ended. Being outsmarted by students, nevertheless, has been grating on her nerves.

On the other side of the table, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprouts were vigilant because of their own students. Pomona caught five of Ravenclaw's dishevelled student walking around the greenhouse, near her house's common room. Though that was disheartening but more intriguing was their company.

Hufflepuffs were one lot of happy folks. Professor Sprouts was proud of her students even though they are mocked for being in Hufflepuff, they never show disdain or contempt instead they are the only house which got well with every other house but preferred Gryffindor more than the other two but today, Sprouts caught her students with Ravenclaws, an unusual combination and sneaking around the castle. When Flitwick asked for a reason, Luna Lovegood, a young Ravenclaw, dreamily replied, "We are searching for the Gryffindor's common room. We have to ask our friends if they remember us." All the while, the others in her company looked apprehensive.

Flitwick had half a mind to ask Minerva if her students, perhaps, Fred and George pulled a prank on those kids or somehow convinced them to be a part of some grand scheme but then again the infamous 'McGonagall twitch' almost proved his theory true.

Harry was scanning the castle for something to explain their presence here when Hermione beckoned Harry and Ron to the Ravenclaw table. Luna was looking sad with Rolf Scamander while Padma was chatting with Cho. Then it clicked, his eyes roved to the students and saw the subtle changes in certain people. Susan had her eyes strained on Seamus, who was busy decorating some sort of card for her. Ernie sat right beside Hannah, who was smiling at the bashful Neville, ignoring Justin who looked severely disappointed. He examined the students more carefully and noticed the pattern, it was them. Dumbledore's Army. They were here.

"Of course," whispered Hermione almost pushing Ron off the table, who cast a quick muffliato, "I had my suspicion but then Fred didn't wake, so, I thought there must be some other reason but it's Dumbledore's Army. Only those who didn't survive are…normal."

"That explains," muttered Harry.

"What are we going to do? We can't really restart D.A.," worried Ron.

"Why not? We need to plan otherwise anyone of us can unintentionally blabber or, and oh, we all have to take occlumency classes," countered Hermione

"I mean not now, Barty Crouch Jr. is here. CONSTANT VIGILANCE," said Ron, imitating the real Moody.

"Bloody hell, I totally forgot about him." Hermione looked thoroughly worried, "Unless we practice occlumency, Moody, even Dumbledore can pose a big problem."

"Dumbledore, I thought we'd be telling him the truth," addressed Ron.

"No, I think it's better to tell him after our 5th year, after the battle in the ministry. He has to make some deliberate mistakes until then he will not trust us enough to change the timeline," declared Harry.

"Yes, anyway, Professor already got much more with the Order and everything," said Hermione.

"Oh mate, it'll be a miracle if we get out of this unscratched, alive, and safe," snorted Ron.

In a moment of sheer desperation, he got a brilliant idea, if it worked or he was about to make a fool of himself, he stood up on his chair and yelled at the top of his voice, "Luna Lovegood, will you be my dance partner for the Yule Ball?"

Most of the great hall laughed at this, though, Seamus looked disgruntled. Luna looked up at him with an air of interest and curiosity and answered loudly, "Sure, it is my honour. 'We' can meet where Lightening struck in the dark hours."

Everyone including some of the teachers started laughing at the crazy answer of Luna but Harry noticed the subtle nods among the D.A. members. Ron and Hermione looked awed at him but Ginny was literally shooting daggers.

"That was bloody brilliant," said Seamus.

"When are we meeting?" asked Neville.

"Now," said Harry and smiled at the shocked Parvati.

Luna stood up from her seat and Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed her. In a short span of time, around 20 students including two Slytherins, left the great hall with different excuses and disappeared into the Room of Requirement.

Professor Flitwick was surprised that Luna Lovegood, a smart yet naïve student from his house was well acquainted enough to be asked out for the Yule Ball by Harry Potter. He wondered if it was the reason she was searching for Gryffindor Common Room with her friends. Moody was quite surprised that the boy who hates limelight asked out a girl in such fashion. Sure, Harry was young and reckless or he may really like this girl but he never saw him talking to any Ravenclaw before. It may not be necessary but he thought, he needs to pay more attention to his personal life. Anything could come in handy if necessary.

Draco was beyond surprised when Harry stood up and asked out Luna for the Yule Ball. If his memory served him right, it was one of the Patil sisters who went to the Yule Ball with him. Sure, his time travel was not the reason Harry changed his dancing partner but then Luna answered in her cryptic message. Lighting struck in the dark hour. He knew Luna from her 'stay' at the Malfoy Manor. She changed his life in ways even she didn't know. He couldn't trust his own luck. He cannot really go up to any of them and ask about it.

"Dark hour…Does it mean the war?" Astoria mouthed, wide-eyed at Draco. She was sitting beside Daphne and Tracey Darvish.

Draco stood up and went to the second floor Myrtle's washroom, fortunately, she wasn't there. Within five minutes, Astoria entered.

"Lightning is Harry. How did he enter Hogwarts before the war? The Carrows had sealed all the entrances." She said in one breath.

Draco knew the answer. Of course, Harry knew about the room and it acted as the headquarters for the Dumbledore's Army in their 5th year. He ran with Astoria in tow to the seventh floor. Astoria was confused when Draco started to walk up and down the corridor.

"Draco, what are…?"

A door was appearing in the wall. She was too mesmerised by the magic to see Draco's paling face. He almost lost his life in that room. His friend died in that room. It was destroyed by the fiend fire. He became a murderer in that room. The room was where his life became hell.

"Draco, how did you do this?" awed Astoria.

"This room…" he stuttered. Understanding dawned on her face. She gave him a warm smile and held out her small, petite hand.

"Let's go together." He took her outstretched hand and followed into the dreaded place. He was astonished to see a wide, airy, and bright sunny room stacked with lots of books and plants in two different sides of the room. The ceiling was like the night sky but the walls were too bright to be dulled by night. The room was fully furnished with squashy armchairs complete with a fireplace.

"Whoa," said Draco, impressed by the room. It was nothing like the dark, dank place, he remembered.

"Whoa," said George Weasley, almost at the same time but contrasting tone.

"He wasn't in the D.A." accused Ernie McMillan.

They may have forgiven Draco for his 'old ways' but they haven't forgotten it. The wound which had healed overtime was ripped open once again.

"Wait. No. NO! So many people" exclaimed Astoria.

"What is it, Astoria?" asked Ginny, who got a brief inkling that they are here because of the list she gave to Astoria.

"I had the list but how could everyone come here?" Astoria questioned herself.

"Can someone explain what is happening and why are 'they' here?" asked Katie Bell, glaring at Draco, who looked ashamed.

"Well, I was working on an object when the fire turned green and Astoria and I were 'flooed' to our common room. We didn't know what to do. We were thinking of talking to Potter then he asked out Luna, I know for a fact that you were not really aware of her until her fourth year," explained Draco.

"What do you mean 'Common Room'?"

"We were in 'our' beds."

"We were standing in the Department of Mysteries and the next moment we were, literally, in our common room," said Draco to Harry.

"Then how did 'we' get involved?" queried Dean.

"I had the list of the first D.A. I was going to write an article in response to Skeeter, so, I got the list from Ginny," retorted Astoria.

"I added Rolf's name," marvelled Ginny.

"Thank you, Ginny," beamed Luna.

"So, what was the object?" asked Hermione, intrigued. They had destroyed all time-turners in their 5th year and even if some were left, it would be different. The mechanism of time-turner is totally different from what happened to them and she is sure, no magical item is powerful enough to transport this many people through time.

"It was an old cup. I thought it must be the rumoured Hufflepuff cup," shrugged Draco, non-committedly. Harry shared a dark look with Ron and Hermione.

"So, what did you do? Did you try drinking with it? Those who drink from it is never hungry or thirsty ever again," Rolf said, surprised but interested.

"No, it wasn't the Hufflepuff cup so I told him to use it to hold fire instead of water and see what happens and then…we were here," admitted Astoria.

"Did it have any rune or symbol?" asked Luna.

"No, but it had something like this." Draco drew a picture of 'hooked cross'(swastika) then added, "but I couldn't find it in rune dictionary."

"It's Hitler's symbol," said Dean while Harry was surprised to see muggle symbol on a magical object.

"Shit, was it something related to the muggles?" questioned Hermione in a worried tone.

"Truthfully, I don't know," answered Draco, truthfully.

"It could've been much worse. At least we are here as a group," suggested someone.

"We can save others," added another.

"We are prepared to fight and we have experience too," said Michael.

"We need to practice Occlumency," advised Draco. "The Dark Lord is a fool who always undermines other people's ability."

"Of course, you'll know everything about Him," said Terry Boot, darkly.

"And yet we are here to help." Said Astoria, angry at the way they were treating her husband.

"I know it'll be hard to fathom for you but we were not lucky like you. We were never taught to love the muggles. We were told to hate them and we did what they expected us to do. We all do what we were taught to do. We never got a chance. So, save your judgements. If we wished, we could have easily told our parent and changed the outcome of the war but we are here because of what 'we' believe in. So next time, someone attacks my husband, think what we had to go through, what 'he' had to go through," ranted Astoria.

Everyone looked gobsmacked and surprised. In their world, the couple avoided and ignored comments like these but they decided that their 'new' life was not going to be dictated by hate and contempt. Susan stood up and said, "I agree with Astoria. We are a team and we don't leave anyone behind."

"Anyways, our choices matter, not our family. Look, what Harry and Hagrid got for a family?" argued Ron.

"So, coming to the point, what is Occlumency?" asked Alicia Spinnet.

"It is necessary for everyone to be well-practised in that. How many of you can do it?" asked Harry.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were really good at controlling and repressing their mind. They learned it in fear that someone else, most likely Rita Skeeters may try and probe their mind to find more about Voldemort. He was surprised to see Astoria, Hannah Abbott, Susan Bones, Terry Boot, Seamus, Patil sisters, George Weasley and Neville's raised hands.

"It was suggested by the healers and medi-wizards in St. Mungo's after the war to help us sleep," confessed Neville in response to the surprised look of the others.

"No, this is good. Terry and Padma can help Luna and Michael. George and Ginny can teach Angelina, Alicia, and Katie Bell and Seamus can teach Dean. Hannah and Susan can take care of Rolf and Ernie in your common room. We can practice it with each other when we meet here, which cannot be often since Moody or Crouch Jr. is here. But we have to be really strong at it before He comes back and avoid direct eye contact with Snape and Moody," ordered Harry.

"Does he really have to come back? Can't you defeat him before it begins?" asked Ernie turning red.

"If he could, mate, he would rather not be joining the welcoming party of Voldemort back," replied Ron, hotly.

"I didn't mean…" mumbled Ernie.

"Can we save Cedric?" asked Cho quietly.

"We are going to save him, I haven't thought about how but I am not letting anyone die, this time around," answered Harry

"We have to tell the truth to certain people," pondered Luna.