Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's associated characters, JK Rowling does. I do however own the idea of Annie and Havens.

Time After Time

Merely just memories...

1991

Harry, Ron, Ginny, Sirius, James, and Annie were playing a pick-up game of Quidditch at Potter Manor. Potter Manor was James' parent's house before they passed away. James and Lily often felt guilty that they didn't think to stay there while they were in hiding, considering Potter Manor had more protective charms on it than Hogwarts and Gringotts combined. It was majestic, almost castle-like on the outside but homey on the inside. Harry and Annie spent most of their free time (after their homeschooling with Lily, who offered to also homeschool Annie with Harry since Sirius like James was a head auror) exploring the grounds which included an amazing Quidditch Pitch, and some long and twisting gardens;which were the reason the Potter's found out Harry was a parslemouth as he had a conversation with a garden snake one day, they also explored inside the vast library and the hallways that seemed to go on and on and on.

The Potters, the Weasleys, and the Blacks (the sane ones) had all become good friends over the years. Ron and Harry were buds, and Annie and Ginny were friends, but nothing could step on the friendship Harry and Annie had. They had been best friends since birth, and nothing would tear them apart.

Harry had displayed an immense amount of power whenever his accidental magic occured, often changing the weather patterns or lighting something on fire. As far as the boy who lived stuff went, Harry hated the attention it brought to him, and was often modest about his achievments in schoolwork, quidditch, and magic in general. At the age of ten (almost eleven he would point out) he looked like a miniature version of James, the untidy black hair and the glasses. But of course, his eyes were all Lily's. Harry seemed to have inherited his father's ability to play quidditch, but wasn't as mischievious as his father had been at his age, which Lily was thankful of. He was a good student, but would rather be out playing quidditch, but ultimately was looking forward to Hogwarts.

Annie like Dumbledore had said, showed a true ability for wandless magic, she could do some simple spells with guidance from Lily, James, or Sirius, which was amazing for a nine year old. Luckily both Grimmauld Place and Potter Manor had charms around them so both Harry and Annie could perform some underage magic, much to Lily's dismay since she normally had to clean up after these 'experiments of magic.' Annie had an aptitude for learning, and passed anything Lily set in front of her, she loved to read but she wasn't as bookish as our future Hermione, she had a good work ethic and morals and respected adults, but knew how to have fun often playing a few minor pranks around Grimmauld Place knowing her Aunt Lily would kill her if she did at Potter Manor. The girl knew she was a haven and had actually studied some of the very few records of Havenry with Lily as part of her school work, but she didn't seem particularly fased by it. Sirius had decided that Annie being a haven would remain a secret to the outside world seeing as they were rare and she would probably get the same kind of attention Harry got for being the boy who lived. As a new 'power' as they had taken to calling them arrived Annie's body would go into a kind of shock, she seized and her veins could be seen through her skin as they turned a bright blueish green... It was quite scary to anyone who didn't know what was happening, so the adults kept a close eye on her around those times...

Lily was actually quite proud of her teachings so far, if she were to guess she'd say Harry and Annie were at least at second year level in their readings and could do some basic first year charms. But of course she didn't tell them this not wanting their heads to get too big... although that would prevent them from playing quidditch (which she thought was dangerous) if they had immensly large heads... Hm.. something to think about...

Harry and Annie danced on their brooms in mid air from torso up, as Annie who was playing keeper blocked a goal as Harry and Sirius took the quaffle away and scored for their team. Sirius, Annie, and Harry's team was up 150 to 50 verses James, Ron, and Ginny's team. They were playing with one keeper and two chasers on each team, dropping the beaters and seekers even though seeker was both Harry and Annie's favorite position.

"You wanna be me but you can't be me, uh huh..." Both Harry and Annie sang as they danced, so they were a little cocky when it came to quidditch, but could you blame them? They were rockstars...

"That's it!" James Potter threw his arms in the air signaling defeat, "That's the last time we put you two on a team together..."

"Hey! I had a part in it too!" Sirius said mocking jealousy...

"Sure you did..." Ron, Ginny, Harry, Annie and James all said at the same time in monotone voices...

"You lot get down here! Diagon Alley waits for no man!" Lily hollered from the ground and ducked as six witches and wizards on brooms circled around her. "Ron, Ginny you can come with us if you'd like and your mum will meet us there."

A few hours later...

"So...is it you know strange that I have Voldemort's brother wand?" He whispered so just the two could hear as the Weasley's, the Potters, and the Blacks ate lunch at the Leaky Cauldron after their school shopping spree.

"No..." Annie lied at first and paused to think, "Except it so totally is..."

"Thanks Annie, really."

It had been a stressful day for Harry and Annie as they were hounded by the press about the boy who lived crap Harry hated so much... Annie was questioned merely because the wizarding world knew she was in the same crib and nothing more.

The Train whistled loudly as Harry set his sights on the Hogwarts Express. It was the most vibrant red he had ever seen in his life, he couldn't wait to get to Hogwarts, especially since last night his dad happened to slip the invisbility cloak and marauders map under Harry's pillow with a note that said if he told his mother he'd be in for it, which typically meant tickle torture or pranks in James's book. Harry felt a pair of arms pull him into a literally breathtaking hug and all he could see was red hair...

"Mum...need...oxygen." Harry wheezed as his mother relunctantly let go of her only child. She held Harry at arms length as though she was giving him a final inspection, she smoothed his untameable hair down one last time. It stuck back up the second she removed her hand from his head.

"Lily you do realize your fighting a never ending battle when it comes to the hair..." The hair, as James and Lily had begun to call the mop of black mess atop their son's head. "You better get on the train before it leaves, see you at Christmas son." James ruffled the hair, as Lily huffed, she had afterall just tried to smooth it. Harry laughed at his parents antics, they fought alot but it was always stupid, little funny things. Lily enveloped her son into a hug one last time...

"Promise to write? Don't get into trouble, keep up on your homework, don't break too many rules alright?"

"Alright Mum..." They heard someone clear their throat behind them and turned to see Sirius and Annie had joined the goodbye party.

"What are you two doing here?" Harry blurted out in surprise.

"Rescuing you of course," father and daughter replied at the same time. Harry's face wore a confused expression as Sirius and Annie sighed like it was so painfully obvious,

"Oh really Harry, are you that painfully slow?" Annie said indignantly, but the smirk on her face told him she was joking. He was used to this by now, it was their thing.

"You know I'm slightly offended at that statement and will proceed to pout."

Sirius and Annie pulled Harry away from the group for a second,

"We were,"

"Saving you from."

"The deathclench of."

"your mother..." And Harry thought Fred and George were the only ones who could talk like that. Quite truthfully it gave him a headache.

"But what were really trying to say is," Annie started.

"Goodbye Pup,"Sirius gave his godson a hug

"Oh come on people! He's not shippin off to 'Nam." Annie interupted the tender moment...

"Beautiful sentiment Anne, really just a hallmark moment..."

"Say it," Harry let go of Sirius and walked towards Annie,

"Say what?"

"Say it!"

"Oh right! I'm really gonna miss you," She gave her best friend a respectable hug, before mentioning just loud enough so the adults could hear, "Don't forget to pull some pranks for me."

"Excuse me young lady?" Lily said as James and Sirius went to their happy places...

"Sorry Aunt Lily, let me rephrase that, don't forget to pull some really awesome history making, jaw dropping, risky detention earning misdemeanors in the form of a prank for me. Better?" Lily just rolled her eyes as the train whistled hurrying them along. She gave Sirius a look that said, Only your daughter...

"What I didn't teach her the word misdemeanor!" Sirius put up his hands in defense.

"You better get on if you don't want to miss the train!" Mrs. Weasley called from down the platform, Harry gave one last goodbye to his family and friends and got on the train sharing a compartment with Ron... On the journey they met a nervous boy named Neville who lost his toad, Harry decided to invite him to sit with them. Then they met a slightly bossy girl named Hermione who was assisting Neville in looking for the toad. Thinking it better to be a good person, Harry also invited her to sit with them and she gladly accepted.

He had already made an enemy in Draco Malfoy, but considering the history between their two families it was really just a right of passage. Harry was glad to see his good friend Hagrid, who had come for frequent visits with him and the Potters at Potter Manor. He would have to remember to tell Annie that Hagrid said to tell her hello...

His first year at Hogwarts had been an exciting one, fighting a Mountain Troll to save Hermione after Ron said something rude to her, Quidditch games, and saving the Sorcerer's Stone from Quirrell/Voldemort.

1992

Harry awoke in the hospital wing of Hogwarts school. The sun streamed through the open windows and the morning dew smelt sweet, and almost had a calming affect to it. Harry turned over on his side and hurriedly tried to find his glasses, and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"The stone! Professor what happened to the stone?" Harry shot straight up in bed, wincing as he felt pain in his torso and ribs. He must have fallen hard.

"Calm down Harry, the stone is no longer a problem, merely just a memory." Dumbledore gave Harry a kind smile before continuing on, "I would assume you are wondering what happened after you blacked out?" Harry nodded weakly, "I suppose I should answer your questions before I summon your family. May I say they were quite concerned."

Harry groaned inwardly, he would do anything to escape the wrath of Lily Potter. He turned to face more towards the headmaster and began, "How long have I been here sir? How are Ron and Hermione?" He remembered Ron being injured badly after taking a nasty fall off of McGonagall's chess set.

"You have been here for three days my boy. Your friends, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom, and Miss Granger are all fine and doing well, but are worried more about you."

"Sir what about the stone? Quirrell wanted it for You Know Who." Harry felt he had failed if Quirrell had gotten the stone.

"Ah, the Philospher's Stone." Dumbledore looked in deep thought for a few moments, as though he was sorting through conflict in his mind, "Rest assured that neither Proffessor Quirrell or Voldemort are in possesion of the Stone, Harry. When I made it, I just saw Voldemort's soul fleeing the room. I would have gone after him, but I was more concerned about you. As for the stone, it has been destroyed."

Harry paled at the thought, "But sir, doesn't that mean Nicholas Flamel and his wife will die?"

"I'm afraid so. Nicolas and I agreed it would be best to destroy the Stone, lest Voldemort or someone else make another attempt to retrieve and use it. But, they reassured me that they had enough Elixir of Life to allow them to set their affairs into order." Dumbledore explained further after seeing Harry's worried face, "Do not worry Harry, for they have lived a long and wonderful life together. To the well organized mind, death is but a great adventure." Harry pondered this thought as Dumbledore stared off humming a tune of his own accord.

"Professor," Harry said at last, "I was thinking, now that the Stone is gone, does that mean that Vol- Volde-, I mean You-Know-Who…."

"Say his name, Harry," Dumbledore said kindly, "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself."

"Alright sir. Without the stone, will V-Voldemort ever return? He's not gone is he? He's still out there somewhere..." Harry gulped as he imagined that thought.

"I'm afraid you are correct, dear boy. Perhaps, he is still out there somewhere, trying to acquire a new body. But seeing as he is not truly alive, he cannot be killed. Even so, you have delayed his return to power. There are ways he could return to his original state and he has followers besides Quirell to help him. But if he is delayed, again and again and constantly thwarted, he may never return to power, and that is saying something."

"Sir, why is it that Quirell couldn't bare to touch me? It almost seemed to... well burn him." Harry shuddered.

"Ah, yes," Dumbledore said, "Well, Harry, when Professor Quirrell started drinking unicorn blood to keep Voldemort alive, he became as evil and monstrous as Voldemort. You have on you a mark granted by your mother when she tried stand between you and Voldemort."

Harry's hand went to his forehead to touch his scar.

"No, not that scar or any physical mark," Dumbledore continued, "but a mark of love within your very skin. Something so good and pure could never be understood by Voldemort, and it put him in such agony to touch it.This is a power he knows not... the power that will finally defeat him."

"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" He heard both his mother and his father yell as the doors to the infirmary were opened by pure rage and magic.

"Ah I believe those who love you are here. If you'll excuse me.." Dumbledore left in a haste after glancing at Lily with a look of pure horror.

'Coward,' Harry thought to himself.

He had asked Dumbledore and his parents why Voldemort came after specifically him, but both parties changed the subject rather quickly... Of course his mother was livid with him for breaking so many school rules and risking his life, so he was grounded and confined to his room for the first month of summer...

The first two weeks of summer went by rather slowly as Harry chose to get as much of his homework done during his grounding as possible. He hadn't seen Ron, Hermione, or Neville since they left the platform, and he hadn't seen Annie since Easter holiday's. He made quick strokes with his quill in attempts to get his potions homework done as quickly as possible. He quite frankly hated the subject, but that was probably due to who was teaching it, not the topic itself...

He got out his ruler and measured the parchment, crossing his fingers in hopes it would be long enough. But it just came up short about five inches. No matter how big he wrote, Snape's essays always came up short.

Harry heard a knocking on his door and turned around to see his mother come in,

"Harry can I speak with you for a moment?" She sat down on his bed and motioned for him to join her, Harry sat down and his mum put her arm around him. "Harry I want you to understand, your dad and I... we aren't punishing you from saving the stone. That was a very brave and noble thing you did, and we're prouder of you than you could ever know, but you should have asked for help. You could have told someone if you had had suspicions... Alright?"

"I know mum... I know... Do you think you could help me with my potions homework?"

"I think I just may be able to. What's the essay about?" Lily and Harry went over to the desk in his room.

"Reactants in potion ingredients and what happens when mistakes in potions are made. Also the uses of every ingredient in such potions." Harry jotted off.

Lily bit her lip and furrowed her brow, "That seems a bit over the head of the average second year..."

"Yeah well, Snape has it in for us." Ron, Hermione, Neville and Harry had all come to this conclusion after the first week.

"It's Professor Snape, Harry, and I'm sure he's just trying to er.. challenge you all."

"Sure he is..." Harry rolled his eyes as soon as his mother's eyes left his face and focused in on his paper.

She chewed her lip as she read through his essay, it seemed he had covered just about everything, "It seems like you did a really good job to me, what's the problem?" Lily looked towards her son in confusion.

"It's not long enough, I need at least five more inches of writing."

"Why don't you try focusing more on the effects of misusing the ingredients in wolfsbane."

"Alright, thanks mum." Harry smiled and began to write again. "Oh and mum, love you."

Lily pause at the door, and her heart melted, "Love you too kiddo, I'll ask Binky to tell you when it's time for lunch." Binky was one of the two houselves that worked at Potter Manor. They were free elves, earning payment and days off, seeing as James and Lily wouldn't have it any other way.

About fifteen minutes later Harry heard a tapping on his window, he went over and couldn't believe what he saw... He opened it so his mother wouldn't hear...

"Annie Black what are you doing...?" Harry shook his head and laughed. Outside his window was Annie on a broom hovering...

"Ah you know I was in the neighborhood... Rescuing you of course!"

"You seem to be doing alot of that lately..."

"Well if you weren't such a daimsel..You must be bored out of your mind..."

"How'd you...?" Harry wondered just how she got out of Grimmauld Place without being caught.

"Nevermind how, just let me in will you? It's hot as.." Harry swung his french windows open and ducked as Annie zoomed in making a graceful landing on her feet.

"Show off..."

"You know it."

"So how'd you get here?"

"Well we all know Kreacher..." The houself neglected Annie and Sirius more and more each day, normally she would either hang out with Harry or Ginny during the summer but today she just wanted to curl up and read... then she got the idea to visit Harry. They were interupted by a faint pop and the appearance of a houself we would come to learn was Dobby...

"Harry Potter is in grave danger!" The house elf said with his big puppy dog eyes...

"Yeah well what's new..." Harry and Annie both said at the same time.

"Harry Potter must not return to Hogwarts!" They had to stop Dobby many times from hitting himself with a lamp shade and making any noise in general, not wanting Lily to come up and check on Harry, and then find Annie, and on top of it all find a houself who's telling her son he's in grave danger... something told the two Lily wouldn't take it well.

"So... what are you thinking?" Annie spoke as soon as Dobby left.

"I don't know, what do you think?"

"Okay first off not fair, you can't reverse the 'What are you thinking' like that! And Secondly, isn't Hogwarts the safest place in the world?"

Harry chuckled, "If you forget the Three headed dog guarding a trap door, that lead to Devil's Snare, killer flying keyes, a murderous chess set, poisnous potions, not to mention a professor with Voldemort sprouting out the back of his head. If you forget that than oh yeah, it's safe..."

"You see, I was willing to overlook all that."

"Harry! Lunch!"

"I better go before your mum catches me! Are you sure you're okay?" Annie picked up the broom and headed towards the window,

"Yeah I'm fine. Afterall what's a year of school without incroaching death?"

"See that's the optimism I know and love." Annie winked, "Are you gonna tell your parents?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Are you and idiot?!" She said her voice rising into a squeel.

"Right point taken. No, they don't need to know..."

"I'm sure they'll appreciate you saving them the trouble," Annie said in a salty tone, shook her head, mounted her broom and flew out the window just before Lily opened Harry's bedroom door.

Author's Note: Phew... so now we're dealing with The Chamber of Secrets and Annie making it to Hogwarts. How will Hermione and Annie get along? What surprises come during the sorting? What house do you think Annie will be sorted into? Will we ever hear from Peter Pettigrew again?

That was really just a filler chapter, I hope it wasn't too boring for you all. Next chapter will have alot more meat to it. Just to let you all know, I'm starting my freshman year in highschool on Tuesday, so updates may take a little longer seeing as I don't know my work load quite yet. But I will never abandon the story, seeing as it's really just begun and I will never go two weeks without updating. Hope to see you at the next chapter which I hope to have out by Saturday or Sunday. Hope to see some reviews/thoughts on what you all liked and didn't like in this chapter. It really helps me make the story better and I would hope more enjoyable for you all if I know what needs improvement. And now that my author's note is about as long as my chapt, I'll sign off.

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