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Thanks so much to current and future chapter one reviewers! Cookies to all of you for the encouragement and advice.

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DISCLAIMER:

I write works of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling. All characters used in the stories were created and owned by J.K. Rowling, I do not claim them as my own or claim the world they are represented in as my own. The stories I write are invented by me, and are not portrayed or believed to be part of J.K. Rowling's story. These stories are simply for entertainment purposes. I would like to thank J.K. Rowling for creating the magical world of Harry Potter, and introducing me to a story which continues to make an impact on my life today.

PREVIOUS CHAPTER:

Harry and Ginny escape battle with Voldemort. Ginny suggests time-travel.

Harry Raises Harry: Chapter Two

Ginny had told Kreature the time turner was in the wardrobe in Walburga Black's bedroom, and that it had a bright emerald embedded in the glass of the time turner. Within a few days, Hermione and Ron had arrived with the time turner and they had relocated. In the course of one week, they had formed new headquarters in Vienna. The Order was broken up and scattered across the world, but a few had made it to Vienna with them: all of the Weasleys, Hermione, and a few of the older members. Harry was the secret keeper, and all of the Weasleys knew he was planning to go back in time to warn Dumbledore ahead of time.

"I think I finally have it fixed to where you will be able to change the past, rather than just relive it from a different point of view. And instead of turning by the hour, you can turn it by the year." Hermione handed the small golden time turner to Harry reluctantly. "You know," she said, "I still don't think this is a very good idea, Harry."

Harry rolled his eyes and pulled the silver chain over his head. He was sure he had heard her say that a hundred times at least.

"Hermione," Harry replied, "It really can't get much worse than it already is. I promise to stick to the plan." He looked into her eyes to prove his honesty.

"Well good, Harry. Just in case you didn't, I've set the time turner only to go as far back as the hours after your parent's death," she replied.

Harry's face fell slightly. He tried to catch it, but she noticed.

"I wish you could see them. I really do, Harry. But if you save your parents, the curse would have never backfired on Voldemort, and who knows what could have happened after that?" she asked.

Harry nodded his head. "Either I'd have spent my whole life running, or he would have got to us later. Not to mention the years he would have spent 'purifying' the wizarding world,"

Hermione cringed. Harry leaned over and wrapped an arm around her. "We are going to get him, Hermione. I'm sure of it. He isn't going to control my life anymore," he said with determination.

Hermione sighed, "I sure hope so, Harry."

He gave her a friendly squeeze and then stood up from the couch they were sitting on. Hermione stood with him, and they walked into the dining area where there were many red headed Weasleys seated around a square table.

"Did you get it done?" Ginny asked from across the table.

Hermione nodded proudly and Ron stood. He wrapped his arm around her and planted a kiss on her temple. "My girl is bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air.

Hermione blushed red at the chuckles that passed around the room, and sat with him at the table. Harry stepped around to the other side, and sat with Ginny. Molly conjured two more plates, and Arthur passed the potatoes to Harry.

"Better have a bite to eat kids; there is plenty," he stated.

As the group ate, they took turns telling Harry things he needed to do when he got to the past. Hermione had a quick quotes quill writing down everything.

"Don't forget Sirius's innocence," Molly said.

"Make sure you talk to Dumbledore as soon as you get there," Bill advised.

"Give your cousin… Dimple, was it?... a good kick for being such a prat," George joked.

Harry laughed, "Dudley turned out alright considering his parents… I'll be fine guys. Trust me, I've thought of all of this stuff a thousand times."

Arthur agreed, "I'm sure Harry will be fine. When are you going to go?" he asked.

Harry shrugged, "I suppose maybe tomorrow. I'll need some rest first, and I need to get a few things to take with me."

Molly looked thoughtful, "Arthur, make sure the rest of the Order is off doing work tomorrow, and we will have a going away party for Harry."

Arthur nodded, and they began discussing progress in the war—what little progress there was. Ginny reached under the table and grabbed Harry's hand. She pulled him up and began to lead him from the room. Ron sent them a look that clearly said, "Don't do anything you wouldn't want me to see," but nobody said anything or seemed to notice as they left.

Ginny led them down several halls throughout the fortress before dragging him into a room he assumed was hers. She closed the door behind them, and put a silencing charm on the room.

Harry braced himself, for he had a feeling he knew what was coming next.

Ginny turned from the door toward him, "Please Harry, please take me with you," she begged.

He sighed, ran his fingers through his hair, and sat down on the bed, before saying, "I want to Gin, but Hermione's conditions were: I don't undo my parents' deaths, and I don't take anyone else back with me. She clearly explained to both of us how dangerous it was for me to go back at all. I'm not even sure how people are going to react to me raising myself, or if they should even know…" he trailed off, not needing to go over the same conversation with her again.

Tears welled up in her eyes, "But you said I could go with you when I told you I knew where a time turner was."

He hated seeing her so upset, and had to look the other direction to keep from crying too. He took a deep breath to calm himself and said, "You will be okay. I'm sure of it."

She shook her head, "I don't want to be alone for the next sixteen years, Harry."

He pulled her to his chest, and the two of them held each other. Harry lay down with her and rubbed soothing circles into her back to try to calm her. She eventually stopped crying, but she made no effort to move. Instead, she snuggled closer to his chest, and began to breathe deeply. He briefly reached for his wand and transformed each of their robes to pajamas, pulled the comforter over them, and turned out the lights, before wrapping his arms around her and snuggling close to her.

Later that night, Ginny awoke to the sound of Harry's deep snores. She made no attempt to move, but laid there and watched Harry's chest rise and fall. She noticed his time turner around his neck and began to fidget with the large green emerald on the hourglass. As she lay there for several minutes thinking and mindlessly playing with the time turner, an impossible thought came to her mind. A triumphant expression crossed her face, and she lifted the chain and slipped it over her head too. Harry stirred in his sleep, and Ginny stayed close to him so he wouldn't feel the tension of the necklace around both of them. With each spin of the turner, it would click a little louder and Harry began to wake. On the sixteenth spin, Harry pulled an eye open. Ginny leaned in to kiss him, and when her lips met his, she let go of the tiny hourglass. She heard it unwind, felt pressure on all sides of her as if she were apparating, her ears began to ring and she felt herself drifting out of consciousness. Finally there was silence and darkness.

The first feeling Harry became aware of was the cold surface; his back felt numb, as if he were lying on ice, and the air felt arctic. He then felt a bright light shining through his eyelids. Realizing he was not in the same bed he had fallen asleep in, he almost jumped up, wand out. However, worried he may have been taken hostage, he carefully peeked an eye open to assess his surroundings.

Just beside him was Ginny, fast asleep. Behind her was a row of identical, two-story homes. Harry gasped. Directly across the street from him, he could see the house he grew up in: Number 4, Privet Drive.

AUTHOR'S FINAL COMMENTS:

I know it was a very very very long time coming. I'll try to update again soon, I'm just having super writer's block on this story. I know where I want to go, I just don't know how to get there! Maybe things will be easier now the plot is taking off! Let me know what you thought.

THE STORY SO FAR:

Chapter One:

(1997)Harry and Ginny escape battle with Voldemort. Ginny suggests time-travel.

Chapter Two:

(1997)The Order relocates. Hermione fixes the time turner.