Yay, and chapter 2 is up. thankyou so much for everyone for the flood of alerts, favourites, and reviews that have been attacking my email recently. This chapter goes out to Lord Damon Shadowmage for being the first to review my story.

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Harry came to about 5 minutes later, waking up to see Hermione looking at him anxiously.

"Are you alright Harry, you just passed out all of a sudden," said Hermione, putting the back of her hand on his forehead to check for a fever.

"Is that you Hermione?" asked Harry, sitting up and rubbing his eyes to make sure it wasn't all a dream.

"Yes Harry, I'm right here. Ron went to go talk to Dean and Seamus just before you passed ou- began Hermione, before Harry stood up and pulled her into a hug. She was completely shocked, as he had never done anything like this with her before.

"You don't know how good it is to see you Hermione," whispered Harry, shaking a little as he buried his face in her hair. Hermione could feel him shaking and could tell that, whatever had happened to him had clearly distressed him a great deal. Without hesitation, she brought her arms around him and held him to her until he calmed down. He pulled away after a little while, looking embarrassed and slightly lost.

"I'm sorry about that Mione, I was just really happy to see you," he said, sitting back down, still blushing a little.

"That's alright Harry, I'm glad I could help," she said smiling kindly at him, though inside her heart was pounding. "Did something happen?" she asked, looking at him as he looked around the compartment with surprise.

"No, I just had a nightmare," lied Harry, thinking it would be best if he didn't tell her he was a time traveller just yet. Hermione decided that she wouldn't bother him about it further and suggested that they get changed into their robes. Harry agreed, and left the compartment so that Hermione could change first. He wandered around the train a little bit, wondering if anybody else had travelled back in time with him, or if anybody would know about this. All of a sudden, he stumbled upon the very compartment that Draco Malfoy and his cronies were occupying. Unable to resist the temptation, Harry quietly pulled his wand out, laughing silently at what he was about to do. Suddenly, he caught sight of Ron coming down the train with Dean and Seamus, and signalled them to stay quiet, as they crept over to him.

"Harry, what's going on?" they hissed at him, before he pulled out his wand and jerked his thumb at the compartment. They peered in to it, and their faces broke out into grins. Harry smirked, before he quietly pointed his wand at the group of fourth year Slytherins and muttered a spell. Suddenly, there was a sound like fireworks, and the Slytherins started yelling in panic, as the cabin became alight with multiple little firecrackers were let off under the seats of them. He had to help the other 3 up, as they were all rolling on the floor laughing, and moved back to Dean and Seamus' cabin to get changed.

"Harry, that was wicked mate," grinned Ron, after he had finally calmed down.

"Yeah Harry, what spell was that?" asked Dean, pulling on his robes, wearing the same grin as Ron.

"I'll show you guys sometime," said Harry, also finding it hard to stop smiling at his handiwork. The boys relented eventually, and Ron and Harry went back to their compartment to find Hermione waiting.

They soon arrived at Hogsmeade station, and got off the train and began piling into the carriages that would take them to the school. Harry managed to get a carriage with Ron, Hermione, Neville and Ginny, and they began their ride up to the castle, thankful for being out of the rain that was thundering down on them. Meanwhile, Harry was trying to decide how he should go about this, in order to get everything done.

"Firstly, I need to let Professor Dumbledore know. He would believe me, and he can help me find the Horcruxes, seeing as how Voldemort is still alive at this point in time," thought Harry, as they arrived at the castle, and the students began racing to the huge oak doors to get out of the rain.

"Why do I feel like I'm forgetting something?" thought Harry, just before it hit him (literally).

SPLASH

Harry looked sideways at Ron, and saw that a water-filled balloon had just burst on his head.

"Ah, that's what I forgot," thought Harry, mentally face-palming himself.

"Weeee, got you little squirts!" cackled Peeves the poltergeist, above the Entrance Hall, aiming another balloon at a group of arriving fifth year girls, who screamed and ran into the Great Hall. Remembering what happened last time, Harry gently moved Hermione to his other side, and caught Professor McGonagall, as she came slipping into the Hall.

"Oh, thanks for that Potter," she said, before she glared up at Peeves, who was busy throwing balloons at more students coming in to the hall.

"PEEVES! Get down here right now!" yelled McGonagall, standing back up and ushering the soaked masses into the Great Hall. Peeves just stuck his tongue out at her, before he threw the rest of the balloons into the air and zoomed off and up the marble staircase.

"Right then, everyone into the Great Hall then," said McGonagall, as the bedraggled crowd moved into the Great Hall for the welcoming feast and the sorting of the new students. Harry looked up at the great enchanted ceiling of the hall, and sighed with relief. The last time he had seen it, the hall had been ravaged by the final battle against Voldemort and his Death Eaters. It was good to see it looking as it should once more. Harry, Ron and Hermione all took seats next to Dean and Seamus, as they waited for the sorting to begin.

"Hiya Harry," said a high, shrill voice from further down the Gryffindor table. Harry felt a stab of guilt, as he turned to face Colin Creevey. Colin had been killed in the final battle and he had never forgiven himself for Colin being involved in the battle.

"Hi Colin," replied Harry.

"Guess what Harry? My brother Dennis is starting this year. I hope he's in Gryffindor. Keep your fingers crossed eh Harry?" said Colin, bouncing up and down on his chair.

"Don't worry Colin, I'm sure that he will get in to Gryffindor too," said Harry, smiling at the young boy, who grinned back at him. McGonagall walked back into the hall, a line of small, nervous looking first years trailing behind her. She walked up to the front of the Hall and placed the Sorting Hat on a stool. For a moment, the grubby looking hat just sat there. Then, a tear near the brim of the hat opened wide, like a mouth, and the hat broke into song:

A thousand years or more ago,

When I was newly sown,

There lived four wizards of renown,

Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,

Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,

Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,

Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,

They hatched a daring plan

To educate young sorcerers

Thus Hogwarts School began.

Now each of these four founders

Formed their own house, for each

Did value different virtues

In the ones they had to teach

By Gryffindor, the bravest were

Prized far beyond the rest;

For Ravenclaw, the cleverest

Would always be the best;

For Hufflepuff, hard workers were

Most worthy of admission;

And power-hungry Slytherin

Loved those of great ambition.

While still alive they did divide

Their favourites from the throng,

Yet how to pick the worthy ones

When they were dead and gone?

'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,

He whipped me off his head

The founders put some brains in me

So I could choose instead!

Now slip me snug about your ears,

I've never yet been wrong,

I'll have a look inside your mind

And tell where yo belong!

The hall burst into applause, as the hat finished its song and stood silently on the stool once more. Professor McGonagall pulled out a long piece of parchment and began calling out names for the new students to be sorted into the houses. As she called out each student, Harry was only vaguely listening and clapping along with the rest of his house, when a new student was admitted to Gryffindor. Mostly, he was thinking furiously on what he needed to do and who he could get help from at this point. Suddenly, Harry managed to catch the eye of the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, and he began using Occlumency to contact Dumbledore telepathically. Harry grimaced as he attempted to enter the older man's mind; after all, he never was any good at Occlumency. Eventually however, he was able to contact him.

"Professor, its me sir, its Harry," thought Harry, concentrating with all his might to get to Dumbledore's mind. Professor Dumbledore had been enjoying the Sorting of the new students, when he felt someone attempting to contact him through Occlumency. He quickly realised that it was coming from the Gryffindor table, and noticed Harry staring at him in concentration.

"Harry, what is it? And since when did you know how to use Occlumency?" asked Dumbledore, wondering where he could have picked up such a skill.

"That's one of the things I need to talk to you about sir, I need your help and I think you're the only one who can help me at the moment," answered Harry in his mind.

"Ok then, after the feast, come meet me in my office and we will discuss this," replied Dumbledore, before they severed the connection, allowing Harry to slump back into his seat, tired from his usage of Occlumency. He looked back up to see that the sorting had just finished, and Dumbledore had stepped forward to open the feast.

"And now, I have only two words to say to you. Tuck in," Said Dumbledore, his voice echoing throughout the Great Hall.

"Hear, hear!" shouted Ron and Harry at the same time, joined by quite a few others. Harry was starving; it was as though he hadn't eaten for years.

"Funny," thought Harry, munching on a mouthful of steak and Yorkshire pudding. "I suppose that time travel makes you really, really hungry. Who would have thought it?" he thought, listening to Ron and Hermione arguing about elf rights, and Dean and Seamus talking about the World Cup. The feast was excellent like always, but this time, Harry couldn't wait for it to finish, so that he could talk to Dumbledore.

Some time later, Harry's wait was finally over (although he didn't mind waiting through desert as much, after all, he had his favourite treacle tart to keep him company) and Professor Dumbledore stood up to make his speech.

"Now that we are all fed and watered, I would like to make a few announcements," said Dumbledore, going into a few of the school rules, such as the list of items banned by Filch, and the Forbidden Forest, before he announced that the inter house Quidditch Cup would not take place this year, which caused a bit of an uproar, though it was quickly silenced by a bang from the end of Dumbledore's wand. He began to explain, before he was interrupted once more by the banging of the doors being opened. Harry saw, with a grimace that Barty Crouch Junior had entered the hall, under the disguise of Mad-Eye Moody, and was clunking his way to the front table. After the introduction of the impostor, Dumbledore announced the opening of the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts, and the students all began cheering.

"The delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving in October, and will be remaining with us for the greater part of the year. I know that you will extend every courtesy to our foreign guests while they are with us, and you will give your whole-hearted support to the Hogwarts champion when he or she is selected. And now, it is late, and I know how important it is to you all to be alert and rested as you enter your lessons tomorrow morning. Bedtime! Chop chop!" finished Dumbledore, as a large amount of noise and scraping of chairs came about, as people began to head to their common rooms.

"Harry, are you coming?" asked Hermione, tapping him gently on the shoulder, as everybody around them began to leave.

"Uh sorry, but Dumbledore asked me to come see him about something earlier," said Harry, standing up and smiling at her. "I'll meet you back in the common room after wards," he said, waving to the others before he started towards Dumbledore's office.

Harry reached said office about ten minutes later, and suddenly realised that he didn't know the password to get into the office. However, as luck would have it, the Headmaster arrived after him, smiling at him with twinkling eyes as he apologised and said that he had suddenly needed to go to the bathroom and got lost along the way.

"So, Harry, I take it that you have not come to see me just to talk to me about your holidays?" asked Dumbledore, as he sat down behind his desk, summoning a squashy chintz armchair for Harry.

"I'm afraid not sorry sir, I have something very important to discuss with you," said Harry soberly, not looking the older man in the eyes.

"Does this have any correlation as to why you can suddenly use Occlumency?" asked the Headmaster gently.

"Yes sir, and I need you to believe what I tell you, because I need your help desperately sir," said Harry, his gaze rising to look Dumbledore in the eye.

"Ok then Harry, I will trust you in whatever you say, so tell me, what is going on?" asked Dumbledore, laying his hands on the desk in front of him. Harry closed his eyes for a minute, took a deep breath and then let fly.

"Professor Dumbledore, I believe that I have travelled back in time, and I know how to defeat Voldemort once and for all," he said. The Headmaster just stared at him for a minute or two.

"Well, whatever I was expecting, it certainly wasn't that," thought Dumbledore.

Cool, well i hope everybody liked it, here are the votes so far for pairings

Harry/Fleur - 8

Harry/Hermione - 1

Harry/Ginny - 0

Other - 1

So far it seems like Harry/Fleur is winning by a fair bit, but i'll keep the polls open until the end of the next chapter, so if anybody wants there say, then review and tell me.

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