Harry walked down the steps to Dumbledore's office alone. He had finished his talk, and had explained some of his ideas for the future. They all agreed it was risky, but the payout could be great. Sirius was now on his way to 12 Grimmauld Place. He was going to clean it up so Harry could come over in the summer. He also invited Remus to come live with him and to help clean.

Harry was excited to go live with Sirius, and he couldn't wait for the summer to begin. It was the first time he ever wanted summer to start. He had many plans and was eager to start putting them into place, but for now he was now on his way to see if Ron was up yet.

When he arrived at the Hospital Wing he saw Hermione was already there sitting by Ron's bed. Ron was sitting up eating his lunch, but he stopped to grin at Harry when he arrived.

"There you are!" Ron exclaimed, crumbs falling out his mouth, "'Mione was just telling me about what happened yesterday. I can't believe you told of Snape! Then you ordered the Minister around! Who are you? And what have you done with my best friend the shy, quiet, Harry?"

"I wouldn't say I was shy," Harry responded smiling, Ron didn't notice his use of the past tense, but Hermione did, she frowned. "More like I thought the adults wouldn't listen when I talked, which to be fair they haven't before."

"Yeah," Ron grinned.

"Harry, are you feeling better?" Hermione asked. "I looked up all I could about blue mists, and after effects of dementors but there was nothing!"

Hermione was distraught, the library let her down, and she had let Harry down.

"Don't worry, Hermione" Harry told her, "I know what the blue mist was."

"Really? Did Dumbledore tell you? What is it? Is it harmful?" Hermione asked firing of questions, without giving him time to respond.

"Wow, wow, 'Mione let the man speak." Ron said. Hermione glared at him, but he was already eating more food, so he didn't see it.

"Dumbledore didn't tell me, but it's not dangerous or harmful," Harry answered some of her questions.

"Well, what is it?" Hermione asked eagerly.

"It's…It was my soul." Harry answered.

"What?" Hermione said confused. "Harry you can't see your soul! If we could then we would have seen Sirius' too."

"Well, normally no, you can't see it, but when your soul is sent back in time, then you can see it." Harry said.

Hermione looked even more confused.

"We could see it because we used the time turner?"

"No, we could see it because I traveled from the year 1997 to yesterday."

"You traveled from four years in the future?" Ron laughed.

"Yep."

Both Ron and Hermione stared at Harry. How could have he traveled time? From 1997? It didn't make any sense.

Harry sighed, then began to tell them the same story he told the others. He explained what happened in their fourth year, then about the order of phoenix, he told them that Sirius had died, and then all the people who died there after. Ron and Hermione sat in silence just listening to what he said.

Hermione couldn't believe what her friend was telling her. Time travel was dangerous, she was told over and over again that before being given the time turner. What Harry did, was doing, was completely over the top dangerous. Possibly the most dangerous thing he has ever done, including all the stuff he supposedly done in the future.

"So, do the Chudley Cannons win the Quidditch Cup?" Ron asked, breaking the silence.

"No, sorry the Irish do," Harry laughed.

"Damn!"

"Ron!" Hermione yelled. "Of all the things to ask him!"

Harry and Ron just grinned at each other.

"Then you ask him something," Ron told her.

Hermione looked at Harry, she had doubt all over her face, she sighed. She didn't want to call Harry a liar, but this was impossible.

"If you did come back, why come back yesterday? Was it because of Pettigrew? Why not just go back and stop Sirius from dying?"

"I didn't have much of a choice, I had to go back to a time where my soul was separated from my body, that way I can get back in my body. Instead of having two bodies, like with a time turner."

"So the Harry we knew is dead?" Hermione asked, Ron paled.

"No! No, I am that Harry! It's more like we combined, I just added my years to his, to me," Harry paused, he didn't quite understand it but he knew his thirteen-year-old self did not die. "It's still me, I just have more memories."

"Er, well then, thank you," Ron said.

"Thank you?" Harry looked confused, as did Hermione.

"Yeah, thank you for coming back to save Fred, and all of us." Ron said his ears turning red.

"Your welcome." Harry grinned.

"Well obviously you already changed what's going on with Sirius, what else are you changing?" Hermione asked.

"I'm going to make sure everyone, especially me, is ready for Voldemort," Harry explained.

"But, what does that mean?"

"It means we are going to have to train. Sorry Ron, our summers are no longer free," Harry smiled.

"We can still play quidditch, though, right?" Ron asked worriedly.

Harry and Hermione laughed.

After the feast Harry went to the DADA classroom to say good-bye to Remus.

"I saw you coming," said Lupin, smiling. He pointed to the parchment he had been poring over. It was the Marauder's Map.

"You're leaving." Harry stated.

"Yes," Lupin sighed. "What happened last night should have never happened. I could have bitten someone."

"You're the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we ever had."

Lupin smiled and continued to empty his drawers.

"Don't try to convince me to stay, Severus already let it slip that I am a werewolf. This time tomorrow, the owls will start arriving from parents, and I don't blame them."

"I know," Harry sighed. "But I am not trying to convince you to stay. I want to hire you."

"What?" Lupin stopped packing to look at Harry.

"If Sirius was really going to kill me, he would have succeeded," Harry explained. "If not Sirius, then Voldemort will. You are a good teacher, I need to learn how to defend myself…and others."

"You want me to teach you how to duel?" Lupin asked and Harry nodded. "I don't know, you are not allowed to do magic over break, and would your aunt even be ok with me teaching you? If not, you would have to wait till next year with your new defense teacher."

"Don't worry, it will be this summer, I have a plan," Harry said. "So, you'll do it?"

"Ok, as long as everything is legal," Lupin smiled. "Here—I brought this back from the Shrieking Shack last night," he handed Harry back the Invisibility Cloak, "and, I am no longer a Hogwarts's professor, so I don't feel guilty about giving you back this as well. It's no use to me, and I daresay you, Ron, and Hermione will find uses for it.

Harry took the map and grinned.

There was a knock at the door. It was Professor Dumbledore; he didn't look surprised to see Harry there.

"Your carriage is at the gates, Remus," he said.

"Thank you Headmaster."

Lupin picked up his old suitcase and the empty grindylow tank.

"Well, good-bye, Harry," he said smiling. "I look forward to hearing your plans for the summer. Headmaster there's no need to see me to the gates, I can manage."

"Good-bye then, Remus," said Dumbledore soberly. Lupin shifted the grindylow tank slightly so that he and Dumbledore could shake hands. Then, with a final nod to Harry and a swift smile, Lupin left the office.

"How are you doing, my boy?" Dumbledore asked.

"Good" Harry smiles. "I told Ron and Hermione, they seem to have taken it well. I'll tell Remus over summer."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Well, good luck, Harry. I hope your plans are successful." Dumbledore said, then he left the office.

The following days passed quickly. Harry spent most of his time in the library looking up the ministry's laws. He wanted to make sure everything was perfect. Finally, the last day of the term arrived. Ron, Hermione, and Harry passed all their exams, as Harry predicted. He even correctly predicted Hermione's score on the muggle studies exam.

They all climbed onto the Hogwarts's Express. Harry, for once, was excited for the summer to start, he had big plans.

"I went to see Professor McGonagall this morning, just before breakfast. I've decided to drop Muggle Studies."

"But you passed with a three hundred and twenty percent!" exclaimed Ron.

"I know," sighed Hermione, "but I can't stand another year like this one. That Time-Turner, it was driving me mad. I had to hand it in." She pointedly said to Harry.

Harry had tried to convince her to give him the Time-Turner.

"It would have made life a lot easier," he shrugged. He didn't actually think she would've given it to him, but he had to try.

"No it wouldn't have!" she exclaimed, then launched into an explanation about how dangerous Time-Turners are. Ron sent Harry a look, why, mate? Harry just grinned, this Hermione was a lot easier to wind up then the one he left.

"So, what are your plans for summer, Harry?" Ron asked, once Hermione stopped for a breath.

"I'll stay with the Dursleys for two weeks, then I'll go to Sirius'," Harry said. "I'd rather have the wards just in case, and last time they left me alone when they heard I had a mass-murderer for a godfather."

Both Harry and Ron snickered at the thought of the Dursleys cowering before Sirius. Hermione shook her head but internally she was glad Harry's relatives wouldn't be too hard on him this summer.

After the long journey, they arrived at King's Cross. Harry held in a shiver, remembering how he came here in death. He reassured himself that he was doing the right thing. For once he felt proud of himself, knowing he made the right decision.

The trio departed the train with their luggage in tow. They immediately saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

"Ron!" his mother greeted him by pulling him into a bear hug.

"Mum!" Ron protested over her shoulder, but he smiled all the same.

"Look how much you've grown!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, then she turned to her youngest son's friends, "look at you two! You've grown as well!"

She grabbed Harry and Hermione and also pulled them into a hug. As she released them her other sons began arriving. She then pulled each of them into their own hugs, despite their protests.

"Alright, then," Hermione turned to Ron and Harry. "I'll be off, you'll owl me?"

"Sure thing," Harry responded and Ron nodded. They said their goodbye's and Hermione left.

"I see the Dursleys," Harry told Ron.

"Okay, see you mate." Ron patted Harry awkwardly on the shoulder, Harry just grinned at his face. Harry turned at started to drag his luggage over to his uncle.

"Back, then?" Vernon asked, his face slightly purple, he was completely uncomfortable being surrounded by freaks.

"Just for two weeks," he reassured his uncle, and himself.

Vernon grumbled, but lead Harry to the car anyway. Harry then turned to look at the train once more. He already missed Hogwarts. He waved once more to Ron, then smiled to Ginny, who had just joined her family. Ginny blushed but waved back.

This summer was not going to waste; he was going to get his life back on track. This time he would get it right.