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NEED TO KNOW∞ Ginny dies in the final battle, Fred doesn't ∞Harry has raised Teddy since he was three months old because of Mrs. Tonks death… she was attacked by death eaters ∞ takes place during the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix I will not include a lot of details from the book because I don't feel like typing it all and my copy is at my parents' house

History is always written wrong, and so always needs rewritten. - George Santayana

Into the Past

They continued to chat for a while Evan filling Harry in on some things that no one wanted him to know. Evan told Harry that there was something in the Department of Mysteries that Voldemort was going to try and trick him into getting. Harry vented about classmates treating him like he was insane, avoiding him because they were scared, and worst of all the pointing and whispering that seemed to follow him wherever he went.

Chapter 17

"House elves can think and feel for themselves! They are not animals to be dominated and controlled" Harry argued.

"They needed to be bonded or else they die. They feed off of our magic and in return aide wizards in daily task such as cleaning." Hermione stated calmly. This assignment had been an eye opener for her. She had no idea before this that they needed wizarding magic to live for more than two years. When she had questioned Dobby about this he admitted to bonding with Harry without his knowledge. Understandably Hermione was quite upset, but she was even more upset when she discovered that it was common knowledge amongst old wizarding family's that had elves that they needed their magic, which meant that Barty Crouch knew that he was sentencing Winky to death!

Her other teammates pretty much let her take over the research and followed her instruction except for the Slytherins who wanted to know why they should listen to a filthy mudblood. After long hours they decided to each do their own research and then put together in the end. Their team decided to name themselves Power Rangers. Of course the purebloods on the team had no idea of the muggle significant to the name and those in the know elected not to tell them.

The debate had all ready been raging for half an hour much to their teacher's obvious amusement. In fact, he seemed to encourage their arguing because whenever one side got to calm he would goad them into another argument. The team that Harry and Malfoy were on, had just as many problems arguing each other as they did arguing against their opponents. They had named themselves Wizarding Wizes.

Evan contemplates as his students argued back and forth. The days had passed surprisingly quickly. Teddy was enjoying the time he got to spend with his biological parents, and he enjoyed spending time with those he had loved and lost. It was heart breaking and it tore him up inside constantly reminding him the consequences if he were to fail and even worse how he could make things a thousand times worst with one slip, one miss calculation.

He had a tally going in his head at all times. Evan had taken care of the locket, cup, and now the diadem. Harry had taken care of the diary without knowing it, and Evan had turned Dumbledore's attention to the ring. But that still left the snake and Harry's scar and of course Snake Face himself.

The horcruxes had been harder to destroy than he had originally thought, although they certainly had been easier to attain this time around. Evan was consumed with morbid thoughts and fears of destruction. His nightmares that had lessened since the war, but never dispersed came back full force. Every morning he woke in a cold sweat trembling. It took so much of his energy to suppress the demons that threaten to take over his being.

Evan didn't want anyone to know about his nightmares, but he wasn't sure how successful he was at deceiving them. All it took for the Ron and Hermione of his time to take one glimpse of him to know he had spent a night disturbed by nightmares. Snape of course always had the ability to tell when he was lying. But, then Evan reminded himself that to these people he wasn't Harry Potter, HE was Evan McFly.

He was a shadow of this Harry Potter. It was amazing how much he had changed without even realizing it. How much his friends had changed over the years. Thinking back, it wasn't surprising, not after all that they had been through. They had suffered so much. Nearly dieing over and over again. They had all witnessed those that they cared about murdered in front of them. They had been tortured. Neville had said it the Death Eater's had use the Crutaitus as punishment. Evan couldn't allow those things to take place again.

When Evan's sleepless nights weren't because of vividly gruesome all consuming nightmares they were because he volunteered to take a shift guarding the prophecy. And, then there were the plans he was making and implementing. He had been playing on how to bring Voldemort's return out in the open where no one could deny it, but he was having trouble coming up with a proper plan for it.

He was making progress in making everyone nervous about his other alternate identity. Lord Hogwarts donated to various charities and had the Minister's ear, but no one could understand what he planned to do with that ear. He never mentioned Voldemort or a muggle agenda, but he also did not proclaim pureblood rights. He was slowly easing his way into Lucius Malfoy's life, taking his spot next to the Minister, but acting like he had no idea that he was doing it. He acted friendly to the Death Eater knowing that Voldemort would want someone as influential and rich as Lord Hogwarts.

Evan hoped that this would be his way in. If he could hold out until after the snake visits the Department of Mysteries then got invited to a Death Eater meeting? Well sufficed to say the war would end with minimal casualties.

Shaking the cobwebs out of his head, Evan turned his attention back to the debate just in time to hear Malfoy launch a speech.

"Although house-elves require being bonded to wizards to live it doesn't mean that wizards should treat them as slaves. They are extremely powerful and bond with wizards to stabilize that power! In ancient times when the first bond was created it was to be a mutual benefit to both the elf and the wizard. They were to be companions relying on each other. It was wizards that twisted the bond to slavery and have taken advantage of what their ancestors had originally planned!"

Yes, this was a good idea. This whole debate thing would get all of them to THINK, instead of relying on what others say as truth. He had a long list of things they needed to debate. "Alright," Evan called, "classes about to end so we'll stop here. The purpose of these debates isn't to come to a conclusion, but to think of the sides and arguments. Remember your papers on uses of first year defensive spells is due Monday and for the next debate the Power Rangers will argue against the Statue of Secrecy and the Wizarding Wizes for it. Class dismissed."

Evan watched as they gathered their things to leave, but noticed the Trio lagging behind. He knew that the debates were small, but right now he needed the teams to build bonds with each other before they got into the heavy subjects. In a few weeks he intended to have them over whether or not Voldemort was back. And from their he would go into if it was okay to use the Dark Arts, Muggleborn vs. pureblood, and of course the is joining Voldemort the right thing to do. Of course he would throw some light hearted debates in like what came first the chicken or the egg and which is more dangerous a horned snorkack or a snuffaluffagus.

Harry, Ron and Hermione approached his desk after the class left. Evan smiled at them, "How's the meditating going?"

"Fine," Harry said.

"We, were, uh, wondering if you could tell us ?" Harry finished in a rushed voice. Ron and Hermione looked nervous, but determined to get an answer.

"You want to know what the Order is guarding in the Department of Ministries at the Ministry of Magic? You want to know what Voldemort might try to lore you out of school and into the Ministry for?" Evan asked causing them to gap at him. He had thought it over. If Dumbledore had told him more he would have been more prepared and it could have saved lives. He would try to change things as little as possible, but he knew things were already different and it would be a good idea to have the Trio on guard and know what they were up against. Lord knows they wouldn't just be content to be ignorant like the Order was. Evan waved his wand and put up the wards he had used many times before. It seemed that when the Horcrux that lived in him was destroyed he gain unmentionable power that took a long time for him to get used to.

"What I am about to tell you can go no further than this room," he told them in a serious voice. "Inside of the Department of Mysteries is the Hall of Prophecies. Now I'm sure you can guess what the weapon is. It is knowledge. The knowledge of a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort."

"What does it say?" Hermione asked in a whisper.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..." Evan repeated the prophecy that had haunted him for so long.

"As it stands it can be talking about either of us, because we both fit the criteria and since I've already have done it I'm going to try and do it again, but you need to be ready if I fail. Learn as much as you can. Study knew spells and ways to use them and practice dueling. Ask Dobby where a good place would be." The trio nodded each in their own reflections as they left.