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Portions of this chapter are copied directly from Harry Potter

'Thoughts'

"Bond Speech"

23 July, 1993

"Harry I can't tell who has the Diary, no one is acting out of character."

"Don't worry Gin, we'll find it."

"I know," Ginny sighed. "I'm just worried, you know."

"Yeah," Harry exhaled.

"So when can I come over?"

"Mum, still doesn't want you over."

"Your Mum hated the way the Dursleys treated me; what if you mention the way they've treated me, to get her to force me over."

"How Slytherin of you, I'll try it."

"Love you Gin."

Love you too."

With that remark Ginny strode down the stairs to her mother. "Mum can Harry come over for the summer?"

'Ginny we've been over this, he doesn't get along with you brothers," Molly explained patiently.

"Please Mum, Harry's relatives aren't very nice, they made him live in a cupboard," said Ginny.

"A cupboard? Are you sure?" Molly questioned quietly.

"Of course I'm sure, despite you think he's not evil," Ginny exclaimed loudly.

"But Dumbledore says.." Molly started.

"Dumbledore's never even had a real conversation with Harry," Ginny interrupted.

"Fine, he can come over, uh- let's say August 5th?" Molly said with a sigh.

Ginny squealed in excitement, leaping up to hug her mother; "Thank you Mum! You're the best,"Ginny said happily.

"Of course dear, why don't you write Harry and let him know, while I talk to your brothers," Molly explained with a chuckle.

"Yes Mum!" Ginny said, before turning around and prancing up the stairs.

Molly composes herself before turning back to the lunch she was preparing. After finishing making lunch she called everyone inside to eat. While they were eating Molly decided to inform them of their upcoming guest.

"Boy's Harry is coming over for the remainder of the summer on August 5th," said Molly.

"Potter?" said Ron sharply.

"Of course," Molly said.

"Why?" Percy asks.

"Because he's my friend," Ginny snaps at him.

Molly clears her throat, "Anyways Ron, Harry will be in your room, I-"

"I WILL NOT HAVE A DIRTY SNAKE IN MY ROOM!" "HE'S GINNY'S FRIEND!" Ron shouted.

"Fine; Fred, George?" Molly asked turning to the twins.

"Our room isn't big enough for three, sorry Mum." Fred said.

She turns to her eldest son at the table. "Per-"

"Mum he can just stay with me," Ginny said cutting her off.

"I don't know dear," Molly began.

"Honestly Mum we're twelve and thirteen it's not like we can do anything."

The twins spluttered. "I guess dear," Molly replied.

5 August, 1993

"I'm coming over," Harry sent through the mind link.

"Alright see you soon,"

There was a loud knock at the door. "Coming," Mrs. Weasley yelled. The door was swiftly opened, and a rather portly women stood in the doorway.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley," Harry said shuffling his feet nervously.

Mrs. Weasley took in his appearance, Harry was currently Dudley's old hand me downs, each of which was about three sizes too large. Her heart broke at the sight of this poor orphaned boy, and right then and there she vowed to be there for him. "Do come in," Mrs. Weasley said with a smile.

Just then a red headed blur came dashing towards him. "Harry!" Ginny squealed leaping into his open arms. As Harry spun her around, her face hovered above his before diving in for a kiss. Harry quickly turned his face away so her lips brushed his cheek instead.

"Not now love, I don't fancy being kicked out the moment I arrive," Harry said giving the mental equivalent of a chuckle.

They were broken out of their reverie by the sound of Mrs. Weasley's voice; "Boy's come greet our guest," she yelled. One by one a herd of boys come tromping down his stairs.

"Hello Ron," Harry greeted warmly.

"Potter." said Ron curtly before trudging back up the stairs.

"Oh great son of Prongs," Fred began

"We are pleased to see you once again," George finished bowing at Harry's feet. Harry and Ginny both laughed at their antics.

"Where's Percy?" Ginny asked curiously.

"Big Head Boy is in his room," George said with a scowl.

"He's studying for his NEWT's," Fred said.

"Real nut, that one," George commented with a nod of agreement from Fred.

"Well let's go introduce you to Mr. Big Head," Ginny laughed, as she grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him off to the second floor landing.

Ginny lightly raped her knuckles against the door, before pushing it open and dragging Harry inside. Percy was inside slumped over his desk, writing furiously.

"Hem, Hem," Ginny coughed in a perfect imitation of Umbridge.

Percy's head shot up like a light in the dark. "Ginny," he scolded. "How many times do I have to tell you to knock?" he said angrily, before noticing the room's final occupant. "Ah- Mr. Potter a pleasure to finally meet you," Percy said Pompously. "The name is Percy Weasley," he continued.

"You as well," he said shaking his hand eagerly.

Just then Fred and George popped their heads into his room. "We're going to play Quidditch, care to join us?" one of the twins asked.

"Sure, Harry replied just let me get our brooms." he said as they dashed off to Ginny's room.

"Is it just me George or did he say our brooms?" Fred asked his twin.

"He definitely did," George agreed. "But Ginny can't fly, much less own a broom?"

At that moment Harry and Ginny came back into view holding brand new Firebolt's. The twins jaw's dropped, "Since when did you have a Firebolt?" Fred asked.

Ginny gave an earsplitting grin. "Since Harry decided he couldn't wait to kick your sorry arses in Quidditch."

'Well then shall we do us three Weasley's versus you two Potter's." Fred quipped causing both aforementioned Potters to blush furiously.

They then went on to thrash the Weasley's in a game of Quidditch 260-70, causing Ron to storm inside in rage after Ginny's fourteenth goal. They landed immediately after, "Since when could you fly?" George asked incredulously.

Ginny examined her nails, "Oh huh- since I've been sneaking out at night to fly your brooms since I was six," she said nonchalantly.

The twins looked at each other and grinned, "We taught her so well," they said in perfect synchronicity.

Ginny looked over at Harry with a mischievous gleam. "Who said she/I didn't teach you," they replied back in perfect synch, before they all dissolved into fits of giggles.

After they composed themselves, George asked; "So seriously, Why didn't you go out for Quidditch?"

Harry scowled. "I went out for seeker, but they gave the job to Malfoy," he spat. "I out flew him, but he got the job because his Daddy had to but the entire team Nimbus 2001's."

"You guys shouldn't go out for chaser this year. We would never win another game," fred said in mock seriousness.

9 August, 1993

Dumbledore paced back and forth in his office. He still needed a DADA teacher, and only had three weeks to find one. The board was already after his head with Potter messing with the chamber of secrets. He couldn't get just anyone, with the chamber opened once more. No he needed someone he could count on, someone who knew how the twisted mind works. Dumbledore sighed, he always did believe in second chances. With that Dumbledore grabbed the elder wand and disappeared with a loud crack to Numegarden.

Dumbledore quickly made his way through the stone forretress to the cell of the sole occupant. Inside the cell was a german man revered throughout the world, a man who was once a dark lord himself. As Dumbledore looked upon his old friend's face, he was moved with compassion, and saw his boyhood friend rather then the tyrant he became.

"Hello Albus," Grindelwald wheezed. "Come to finish me off."

"Alas- Gellert, I've come to offer you a second chance," Dumbledore proposed.

"Albus, I've told you before I don't deserve to have a second chance," he replied with a note of finality.

"You misunderstand me old friend. I need your help," Dumbledore said eyes twinkling with glee.

Gellert Grindelwald was rarely surprised, and Dumbledore was always the one to do it. "My help? Why do you need my help?" He asked taken aback.

Dumbledore sat down in a lounge chair to give a long winded explanation on why he needs him. "Remember the story, I told you of Harry Potter.." Dumbledore began.

After a complete recollection of the life of Harry Potter, Dumbledore continued with his offer; "I need you to keep an eye on him as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor."

Grindelwald pondered the offer thinking of all the benefits of accepting the offer. "I'll do it, not for you Albus, but for Potter you're driving him to the dark Albus."

NOTE: THIS NEXT SECTION CONTAINS SPOILERS, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO WAIT TO FIND OUT WHO HAS THE DIARY PLEASE SKIP THE REMAINDER OF THIS CHAPTER.

Peter Pettigrew had a mission he was supposed to plant his master on an unsuspecting Weasel. Percy to be precise, he was to plant the Diary inside of one of his advanced NEWT texts.

Tom would then pretend to be a personal library using his vast knowledge to help him study for his NEWT's the more he was wrote in the more energy he would drain from young Percy, until he drained all of his life force and was returned to life once again. Meanwhile he would use Wormtail to open up the chamber and exterminate the Mudbloods.

The sheer brilliance of his plan was astounding, Wormtail would be the one possessed so Percy would seem to be well showing no signs of his influence. Any lack of energy possessed by Percy would seem to be because of NEWT's.

Percy was flipping through his NEWT charms book, when he stumbled across a plain non descript black book, Percy flipped open the cover;

Welcome to Your Personal NEWT Study Guide,

This Study Guide contains all my considerable knowledge, everything I know, nearly every book I've ever read is recorded in these pages. How is this possible, the simple answer is magic.

Let me explain how this works, to put it simply you write your question and this study guide will scan its vast archives for answer to your question, after it find's said answer the answer will appear on the page in place of the question given previously.

I know what you're thinking; isn't it cheating to use someone else's knowledge. However technically speaking, it's not think of this as a private library.

Sceptical? I would be too, so go ahead give it a try,

Tom

Percy was shocked could this be true this was perfect, He hurriedly grabbed his quill and wrote his first question;

What are the latin roots for Expelliarmus?

The word is a combination of the Latin expellere, meaning 'to drive or force out', and arma, meaning weapon.

What are the five exceptions to Gamp's law of elemental transfiguration?

Food

Precious Metals

Body Parts

Magical Items

Anything touched by Dark Magic

Percy was shocked to say the least, with this he could get the best NEWT's ever. This Tom was a genius, just think with the help of his new book he would be the youngest minister ever.

A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long, I had writer's block. Harry has re-friended the twins and gained Molly's heart. Dumbledore has brought Grindelwald into the fold, only time will tell how that works out. Next chapter will be up next week, I will probably skip the train ride and go straight to the opening feast.

If you have any Bizarre NON-CANON pairings you would like to see for secondary characters, for example; Hermione/ Seamus or something equally strange let me know.