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Dumbledore recovered from his stupor and looked at Harry with interest.
"Well, I can't say that I wasn't a little surprised at that revelation Harry, but I must say, it does seem that you are telling the truth," he said finally, smiling at the boy, who sighed in relief. If Dumbledore hadn't believed him, then he wouldn't have known what to do.
"But, I would like to ask you Harry, why did you return to this time?" inquired the Headmaster, sitting back in his chair, waiting for Harry's explanation.
"Well, you see sir, it was more of an accident that I ended up here, but as it so happens, this could be a great blessing for us," said Harry, while Dumbledore nodded, waiting for him to continue. "Well Professor, I came to this time from 7 years in the future, when I was 21 and fighting the last remnants of the Death Eaters who hadn't been caught. They were going by the name Order of the Snake, and they were causing fear and panic in the world again, so we set out to defeat them. I was sent back in time when I was battling their leader, Zaara, when our spells combined and I was thrown back into my 14 year-old body," continued Harry.
"Ah, so you are more of an unwilling time traveller then?" asked Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling. "And so that would mean that Voldemort was finally destroyed completely?" he continued, watching as Harry's face broke into a sombre expression.
"We defeated him, but many were lost throughout the years," said Harry, remembering the deaths of Sirius, Hermione, Fred, and Remus and of Dumbledore himself.
"Is there anyway to change that, now that you are back in this time Harry?" asked Dumbledore gently, and was relieved when Harry cracked a grin.
"Oh yes, this time things are going to change sir," he announced, pumping his fist in the air.
"Glad to hear that. Now, I'm assuming that Voldemort returns, but do you know how he does?" said Dumbledore, somewhat dreading the answer.
"Yes, he returns to power at the end of this year sir, and he lived on after he was defeated in Godric's Hollow fourteen years ago because of his Horcruxes," said Harry, his expression serious once more.
"Fascinating, you mean to say that he has more than one?" asked Dumbledore, clearly horrified at the thought.
"Yes, Voldemort created 6 Horcruxes in all. And he hid them very well," said Harry, remembering how he, Ron and Hermione had searched for each part of Voldemort's soul.
"In that case, we must destroy each of his Horcruxes, so that when he is resurrected at the end of the year, we can put an end to him, once and for all," said Dumbledore, leaning forward as he spoke. "Do you know where each of the Horcruxes are Harry?" asked Dumbledore of him.
"All of them. Hufflepuff's cup, Ravenclaw's diadem, the ring of Slytherin, Slytherin's locket, Voldemort's snake Nagini and a certain diary of Tom Riddle's," finished Harry, while the Headmaster raised his eyebrow at the diary comment. "The diary should already of been destroyed by me in this timeline, but the others still need to be found, and we're going to have some trouble with the cup and the snake I fear," said Harry, sitting back down as he took in a deep breath.
"My, my you are full of surprises Harry, but if we can destroy some of the Horcruxes then we need to know where they all are," said Dumbledore, patting Fawkes the phoenix, as he came to settle on his perch.
"Of course sir, the ring will be found in the ruins of the Gaunt house in the village of Little Hangleton, the locket will conveniently found in Number Twelve Grimmauld Place and the diadem will be found right here in Hogwarts," finished Harry, taking pleasure in seeing the shock on Dumbledore's face.
"Where in Hogwarts could he have hidden a Horcrux?" asked Dumbledore, believing that he was getting too old for all this.
"The Room of Requirement," said Harry simply. Dumbledore gaped for a moment, before he smiled widely at Harry and stood up.
"Well, that certainly was enlightening Harry, but I do believe that we should cut our little chat short for now. You have classes tomorrow, and I think that if I take in anymore big news like this then I might just have a heart attack," said the Headmaster, his eyes twinkling as he walked Harry to the door.
"Couldn't I skip classes sir, I already learned it all!" complained Harry, as they reached the stairs.
"Sorry Harry, but you're the one who came back in time, so you need to do some things over again," laughed Dumbledore.
"Ok, but Professor, I need to ask you one thing," Said Harry, his tone changing once more. "Can you help Sirius clear his name?" said Harry, almost pleading. Dumbledore sighed, and promised that he was already working on something to help Sirius.
"Well then, I suppose I better go then sir," said Harry, disappearing down the stairs, and into the corridor. Dumbledore smiled at his retreating form, before he walked back into the room and lowered himself into a chair, stroking Fawkes.
"I'm getting too old for this kinda crap," sighed Dumbledore, as he pulled a stack of paperwork towards him to begin signing. "And you! Go back to hell where you came from!" thought Dumbledore, glaring at the dreaded paperwork.
Harry walked calmly back to the Gryffindor common room, taking relief from his surroundings, relishing in the fact that all the people who had died could now be saved. He came to a stop at the portrait of the Fat Lady, cursing his stupidity as he realised he didn't know the password. He was contemplating what to do, when he heard someone inside the common room walking towards thee portrait hole. The portrait swung open, and Harry was looking up at the startled face of Ginny Weasley.
"Hey Ginny, thanks for opening the hole for me," said Harry, smiling gratefully at her. She went a dark shade of pink, and stuttered a reply back. Harry smiled back at her, but couldn't help feeling a pang of regret. They had only been going out for a few months after the downfall of Voldemort, when they realised that they felt uncomfortable as they were, and broke off their relationship, feeling better off just being close like brother and sister. Still, seeing her like this once again, when she still had a crush on him, it made Harry feel saddened that it hadn't worked out between them. He crossed the room to the fireplace and sat down in front of it, warming himself for a little while, before he realised that Ginny was still standing behind him, still looking a little red, and only getting redder as he turned to look at her. He inwardly giggled as he stood up and started heading to his dormitory for the night, before he stopped and went back.
"Thanks again for that Ginny," said Harry, hugging her gently, before pulling away and seeing that she her face had invented a new shade of pink. His inner self was rolling on the floor of his mindscape, laughing itself stupid, as Harry ascended the stairs to the dormitories.
"And now, finally, life is good," thought Harry, rolling into his four-poster bed. Seconds later, and he was happily asleep.
The dormitories of the seventh year Beauxbatons students were all quiet as the students slept peacefully. Yet, there was one student who was still awake, her mind fully alert, as she came to wonder how she had arrived here.
At the same time, a single Durmstrang sat at the windowsill overlooking the mountains that bordered the school, deep in thought as well. And, as the dawn came, both students made the same vow:
"I promise I will find out why I am in this time once more!"
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