I'm a little bit disappointed with a review I received lately. The majority of reviews have been good and motivational. Thank you to the few who have stuck with from the beginning, you know who you are –grins-.

Tombadgerlock: ok, that was weird, and not so good. I still don't understand how they can give that responsibility to Andrew, and how they are all going with it.

Also, well, your xander is cheap. What makes Xander Xander is his personality, not superpower and bashing of other characters.

Lastly...Draco going to the light side. why would he want that? i mean, does Draco deserves the effort it would take over making sure other people survive or get better? no.

I replied to his review and received no answer to my well, answers. To give a brief explanation, the personality inhabiting Harry's body is a Xander who is not the happy go lucky guy we know from the normal timeline. He is a man, who has been hardened by war death and Pestilence, a man who has seen to much death and destruction, and seen to many friends die horribly. If this cheap then please explain to me how you would do the character.

What makes Xander Xander, is his personality and the fact that he cares enough to do life over, to sacrifice everything to make everyone else's life easier.

Canonically Andrew is a Watcher, after months of training with a full team of Vampire Slayers backing him up, in my story he is still, as is… no won't spoil it, you'll have to read Twice lucky.

Is Draco worth saving? Ask JKR, she's the one who saved him not me, but I think in the long run, yes, he's a pure blood and at the end of the war could be a useful ally. Remember Xander thinks strategically, and long term, not just short term.

'Not superpower and bashing of other characters.' Why not? Your telling me that if you had access to magic and superpowers, you wouldn't put your stamp on the wizarding world? Hell what I'd do pales in comparison to what Xander is doing.

… … … … … … … … … … … … …

Warning this chapter is just a filler, so not much happening apart from introductions.

Turned on the weatherman just after the news
I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues
He looked at the chart but he look in vain
Heavy cloud but no rain

Chapter 13

… … … … … … … … … … … … …

Allies

… … … … … … … … … … … … …

He'd read all of the letters that Dobby had given him and sent off replies with Hedwig. The owl had returned quickly with more letters, all of which showed concern that he'd gone so long without writing. Xander reassured Harry's friends and gave them a vague explanation of what had happened. He told them that he was fine and would be ready for a pick up at any point. Molly Weasley wrote back with the particulars of when and how they would fetch him. He'd have to wait a day or two for them, but otherwise Xander was content.

They did arrive eventually, surprising Vernon by arriving in a very ordinary-looking Ford Anglia. Xander knew from reading "The Chamber of Secrets" that it was anything but ordinary, but he didn't tell Vernon that. The Weasleys helped Xander collect his gear, and after a brief confrontation with Vernon, who tried to stare the 'freaks' down, they were on their way. Xander sighed in relief at leaving the Dursleys' house. Those people were such bigots, considering themselves truly British, while the wizarding folk were outsiders. He was glad to be gone. He remained quiet for most of the journey, answering questions him in a monotone.

When they arrived, there was no argument or row like the one Xander remembered reading about. In order to keep it that way, Xander pulled Arthur Weasley aside and had a quiet word with him about the car. He told the man that he should probably tell his wife about the modifications he'd made. The older man sighed, nodded in defeat, and went to speak to his wife. Consequently, the resultant argument from Molly wasn't half as loud as it could've been.

Xander spent most of the day acquainting himself with the wizarding world in general and Ron's house in particular. He walked around the grounds with his redheaded friend as Ron explained how certain things did or did not work. Ron also told Xander about the ghoul in the attic, and that it didn't like when things were too quiet.

"It makes noise, rattles its chains," Ron laughed. Xander grinned back at him. Xander got to know the twins and their mischievousness, and he caught fleeting glimpses of the littlest redhead, Ginny, Harry's future romance. Every time she saw him looking her way, Ginny would quickly vanish. George told Xander that she had a crush on him, on Harry, anyway, and wouldn't stop babbling about the Boy Who Lived. Xander had to hide a big smirk when he walked in on her in the kitchen and she put her elbow into a bowl of custard.

"Gentlemen, can I talk to you for a few minutes?" Xander asked. He was with Ron in the backyard, and George and Fred had just come outside. He was reasonably sure that they couldn't be overheard or spied upon, having scouted the area using some of Soldier Boy's tricks.

"What do you need me for?"

"Ron you're a part of this, this battle."

"What battle?"

"With Voldemort," Xander replied.

Surprisingly, only Ron winced at the name. The twins rolled their eyes simultaneously. "This is how we're going to do it," Xander went on to explain. "I'm going to think up weapons and devices and you two are going to make them," he looked at the twins. "If you have to, call upon Hermione for help, but I want to know so I can supplement you."

"We don't do charity…"

"It isn't charity, it's war, and the sooner you two get over yourselves the better," Xander said with a raised hand, forestalling any further argument. "I'm going to contact Flourish and Blotts and get you as many Muggle books as possible, take ideas from them."

"Do you have anything particular in mind?" Fred asked.

"Yes, but not written down," Xander sat back against the cushion, "As soon as I've got it down on parchment I'll let you know, but for the moment I want you to concentrate on the little device we talked about earlier this year."

George grinned. "We're working on it -"

"In fact we've almost made a breakthrough, when we've completed the design and made it, you can test the prototype." Fred finished.

"For the moment I've got little bits and pieces," he tapped the side of his head, "that you can develop a few years early to give you something of a head start."

"We're -"

"- listening."

Xander wracked Harry's memories for a few moments for some of the things that the twins had invented in the future books. "Canary Creams will be a big seller as will Shield Hats."

"What are those? I mean we know about the Canary Creams. We're, uh, in the process of making them now, but the Shield Hats?" Fred asked, leaning forward with eager eyes.

"You put on the hat and say a word or something, and an invisible shield drops down. It won't protect against Avada Kedavra, but it'll stop most things."

"Okay. Can you write these things down along with the other things you want?" George asked. Xander agreed and did just that when they went inside. "The only thing we want to know is… what's the catch?"

"Firstly, I want your map. The Marauder's Map." The twins sat in silence. A rather stunned silence, which made Xander feel proud. "And the second, I want you to learn Occlumency."

"Why?" they both chorused.

"How do you think Snape and Dumbledore know so much about the students and what's going on at Hogwarts?" Xander asked. They both blinked and nodded in understanding.

"That -" Fred began.

"- makes sense," George finished. "Actually it makes a lot of sense. Thanks for the heads-up."

"We'll learn Occlumency, and then you can tell us how you know all this stuff," added Fred as an afterthought.

Xander nodded, his shaggy brown hair bobbing up and down. Xander also made Ron promise to learn it. They went inside, the twins found a spare piece of parchment and a quill, and soon they had a list of things that the twins were going to make in the future.

"If you could make the Extendable Ears as quickly as possible, it would be a great help in what I've got planned."

"Oh? And what's that?" Fred asked quietly. They were inside the house, and the last thing they needed was Molly overhearing and telling them off and or reporting it to Dumbledore.

"A battle, the likes of which the Ministry and the Death Eaters have never seen," Xander told them. They were at war. There was no getting around that fact. Moreover, since they were at war, Xander Harris, the twice-blessed man, was going to bring both parties down. Hard.

… … … … … … … … … … … … …

"I want you to go outside and de-gnome the garden before we go into Diagon Alley," Molly said. Xander arched a brown eyebrow up at Molly. He had read about de-gnoming and how to do it, but it was still weird to hear it spoken of in real life.

"Ron will show you how to do that, dear," Molly said. Ron groaned loudly, but he and the twins accompanied Xander out to the garden.

"See, this is what you do," Ron instructed. He reached into the bushes and, after a few minutes of violent scuffling, he pulled a gnome out by its knobbly feet. Xander snorted and laughed at the little fellow dangling by his feet.

"Gerr-off me, gerr-off me!" squealed the gnome. Ron smirked and lifted the little guy above his head and began spinning it, then chucked it over the fence. The gnome yelped as it landed on its head. Xander winced and watched as the little figure got up and staggered off.

After finishing the garden, they all got ready to go to Diagon Alley. It took quite a bit of organisation to get all of the Weasleys together, but eventually they were all ready. Xander stood by the fireplace with a handful of the green Floo powder, waiting to go through. When he'd been told what the powder was, Xander had burst out laughing. Naturally he'd received funny looks until he explained what he thought they'd said. Now it was his turn to go.

Xander took a deep breath and spoke clearly, not wanting to be misinterpreted by the fire as Harry had been in the book. "Diagon Alley." He stepped into the fireplace.