The Founding of Happiness
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC! Time travel!
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind reviews for the previous chapter!
"Ah, Helga, Harry, please help me," a dark voice could be heard, and Harry gave the brown bear a frightened look.
"That's obviously not a real bear," Helga quickly explained to Harry.
"I'm Daddy Salazar," the bear added impatiently, causing Harry to giggle happily at his dad.
"Daddy Salazar, how did you do that, are you a bear like I'm a phoenix?"
"No, your Mummy Rowena did this to me. Can one of you please be so kind and transfigure me back?"
"Ah but it's such a nice form, and it really fits you well," Helga replied, laughing. "Maybe after breakfast we'll transfigure you back, but we won't keep the students from having the pleasure of seeing you like this."
"Wait, Daddy, I'll go get you some help," Harry promised, transformed into his phoenix form and flashed right into the Ravenclaw common room, where he quickly changed back and told Hildred, "Please, Hildred, you have to help me transfigure Daddy Salazar back. Mummy Rowena transfigured him into a bear."
"We will help you, but we all want to see him first," one of the boys told Harry, and everyone present in the room was already heading outside in order not to miss any of the fun that was waiting for them.
"All right, can you flash me, Harry?" Hildred enquired, and Harry quickly transformed into his phoenix form and flashed them into the entrance hall.
Hildred raised her wand, and mere seconds later, Salazar was standing in front of them. "Thanks a lot! If you weren't in Rowena's house, I'd even give you House points," he said pensively. "Ah, all right, I know what we're going to do. Today, you may choose which potion you want to brew in class."
"I'd choose blackberry drops," Harry whispered to the older girl. "They are delicious, and I know for a fact that there are blackberries left, which we collected yesterday."
"All right then, blackberry drops please, Professor," Hildred replied, smirking to Harry.
"Well, knowing that my son is already able to brew them on his own, that's definitely seventh year material," Salazar sneered, raising an eyebrow at the head girl. "But well, I let you choose, so we're going to brew blackberry drops. And now let's head to the Great Hall and watch the other professors' disappointment."
Rowena and Helga did indeed look very disappointed when they saw Salazar and Harry enter the Great Hall together. "You little rascal," Rowena whispered to Harry when he took the seat next to her.
"I didn't do anything," Harry pouted, but was unable to hide the happy twinkle in his eyes.
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Over the next few weeks, to the students' great pleasure, the open prank war continued. While the three males pranked the ladies using prank potions, the two female professors fought back with transfiguration. Even Harry was sometimes hit with a prank, but he enjoyed himself so much that he didn't mind running around as a rabbit for a few hours, and would take to hiding so they couldn't change him back.
The whole school took an immense pleasure in their teachers' prank war, and at the end of the school year, the seventh year students managed to brew a potion and give it to the house elves in order to change everyone sitting at the head table into monkeys. Fortunately, Hildred took pity on Harry, thinking he'd have more fun being on the watching side and invited him to have dinner at the Ravenclaw table. At the leaving feast, two days later, all students suddenly found themselves the in form of house elves after eating their desserts. "It'll wear off right before you go home tomorrow morning," they were told.
'I just love this school,' Harry thought sadly, when he watched the students go home for the holidays as he did every summer. However, just like all the other summers before, his parents had lots of time for him and taught him many interesting things.
'If only older Harry came back once more,' Harry mused, but his older self hadn't showed his appearance since that Christmas two and a half years ago.
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It was only a year later that older Harry – once more – made a mistake flashing back to the wrong time. This time, he arrived early in the morning, when seven year old Harry was just getting up. "Harry!" he screamed delighted running over to his older self.
"Sorry, Harry, you better keep away from me," older Harry croaked, coughing. "I'm very ill. That's why I obviously managed to return to the wrong time again." He quickly stepped into Helga's and Salazar's bedroom to wake his mother.
"Basilisk pox," Harry could hear Mummy Helga exclaim in a horrified voice. 'Whatever that is, it sounds bad,' little Harry mused. "Salazar, keep an eye on Leofost; I will take older Harry into the hospital room, that will be safer for everyone," he heard Helga's voice once more before Salazar stepped into his room.
"What's wrong with Harry? Is he going to die?" Harry enquired, slightly panicking.
"No, he will be all right, Thunderbolt. Wait a few days, and then you might be able to see him."
'Days?' Harry thought, horrified.
However, even a few days later, Harry still wasn't allowed to see Harry yet. "Then why can you go and see him?" Harry asked angrily when Rowena tried to explain the reason to him for the thousandth time.
"Because there is an immunization potion that we took in order not to catch the illness he has. However, that potion cannot be used on anyone younger than sixteen, which is the age of magical maturity. Do you understand me?"
'No,' Harry thought but slightly nodded his head, thinking of a way to see his adored older self. When he was in bed that evening, he transfigured a small wooden building block – like Mummy Rowena had showed him to transfigure objects into other objects – into an alarm clock, setting it on two o'clock in the morning, before he placed it under his pillow.
Waking up by the alarm, he quickly got up and flashed straight into the hospital room, looking for older Harry. 'Ah, there he is,' Harry thought in relief, glad to see that nobody else was in the room. He sat down on the edge of Harry's bed and lightly shook his shoulder to wake him up.
Knowing from his own memory that his younger self would catch the Basilisk pox anyway, older Harry didn't even try to send the younger boy away but motioned him to lie down next to him and began to speak with him for a few minutes in spite of feeling awful. Five minutes later, both boys were peacefully asleep next to each other.
When Helga entered the room early in the morning, she stopped dead in her tracks. "Please don't be angry, Mummy Helga. Harry came to visit me during the night, and since I remember that I got the Basilisk pox then, I didn't even send him away," older Harry explained tiredly.
Helga sighed in desperation. "One of you is bad enough, but having two of you here at the same time is a nightmare, Leofost," she said, giving the two versions of her boy a fond look, before she waved her wand to enlarge the bed. "You however, little man, have to stay in the hospital room together with your older self. We cannot have you run around the castle and get the baby sick."
"The baby?" older Harry asked, smiling. "Ah, wait, let me guess; it's Lily, right? Mum Rowena's and Dad Godric's first child?"
"Correct, Leofost," Helga replied, waving her wand over the boy.
During the first week the boys spent together in the hospital room, older Harry's condition remained very bad, and when his fever finally broke, little Harry had just started to get the grey spots on his skin. The spots hurt a lot, and his fever became so high that Harry thought he was going to die. However, Helga remained with him all day long, and even if she was absent during the night, older Harry was with him all the time, trying to make him feel better.
As soon as Harry's condition began to improve, he begged his older self for stories about the future, and Harry told the little boy several things, of which he thought that it would have helped him if he had known them in advance. Some things little Harry had no idea what they were good for like his advice to become friends with the Giant Squid, but nevertheless craved everything his older self told him.
"The Giant Squid doesn't speak to me though," Harry replied, annoyed. "I often swim in the lake but it just ignores me."
"Ah well, then you have to find a way," older Harry said mysteriously. "Believe me, in your first year, you'll know why." He pointed to a small parchment on the night table. "I've written three questions for you. You will have to ask Daddy Salazar about them, cause the mean Potions professor will ask you about them in your first Potions class."
"The Potions professor is mean?" Harry asked incredulously, being used to their funny Daddy Salazar, who was strict but always up to a lot of fun, causing most students to enjoy their potions class.
"Yes, he's an absolute git," older Harry replied. "And he hates us because we look like our real father, whom we don't even know. Try to get as good at Potions as you can get, little one; it'll help you to annoy the bastard." He suddenly chuckled. "Daddy Salazar told me I should bring him here and he'd wash his greasy head. Maybe I'll do that some time."
"Oh, can you do that while I'm here?" Harry asked delighted and older Harry watched amused when his younger self's still eyes that were still dull and glassy from the illness began to twinkle happily.
"I'm sorry, Harry," he told him firmly. "I shouldn't come here while you're here anyway, and normally I'm able to measure the time exactly. If I want to arrive for example between six and seven in the morning of a certain day, then I manage to arrive at that time. I don't think I can set the exact minute; well, I haven't tried. But I can decide the hour that I want to arrive. It's just when I'm ill that I obviously fail and arrive a few years earlier or later, and I'm still happy that it's only a few years and not centuries."
Older Harry stayed until his younger self's eighth birthday. By that time, he had recovered completely, and he saw no reason why he shouldn't return to the future. The evening of Harry's birthday, Salazar handed older Harry a potion. "Here, Thunderbolt. Please take that to Amaterasu and give it to her. The fact that you caught Basilisk pox means that she must be ill. It doesn't matter to her, but I'm afraid that you'll catch it again if you meet her. So please don't linger but give her the potion quickly; then she'll be all right. We have to remember to give you the potion for her when you return to the future for your second year, Thunderbolt," he then turned to younger Harry.
"I will come to see you at least once more before you'll go to the future," older Harry promised his younger self, before he transformed into his phoenix form and flashed back to his second year of Hogwarts in the future.
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So far, none of his parents had wanted to scold Harry about sneaking away to visit his older self. However, as soon as he was back to full health, Helga and Rowena couldn't hold their anger back. "It's time that you understand that we don't forbid you something just for fun, Leofost," Helga told him sternly. I hope you realized that, after spending most of your holidays in bed after being so careless by not obeying."
"But I'm so happy that I could spend so much time with my older self, even if I was ill," Harry replied in a small voice. "He told me so many things, which will be useful when I go to the future in three years."
Rowena gave him a stern glance. "I'm very disappointed that you proved to be so irresponsible, Lufu. I thought that you'd be old enough to watch Lily for me while I'm teaching. However, if you're too irresponsible to take care of yourself, you definitely will not be responsible enough to care for a baby."
"Oh please," Harry replied, horrified. "Mummy Rowena, I promise that I won't let her get hurt; you know that."
"No Lufu, I'm sorry; I will keep her with me during classes. You may only help me care for Lily after class, when I'm with you," Rowena replied sternly, knowing how much Harry adored the baby. "Moreover, since you seem to be getting into more and more mischief, we have decided to let you attend the first year classes beginning this coming school year onwards. We know that you are three years younger than the students and that there will be things which you won't be able to do yet. However, you will learn a lot, and from what your older self told me while he was here, the classes in the future are so different from ours that you won't be bored even if you start attending classes now."
"I can attend classes together with the big students?" Harry asked in absolute delight. "Oh, that's brilliant!"
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During the last two weeks of the holidays, his four parents let Harry do what he wanted, provided that they knew where he was and what he was doing at all times. Remembering what his older self had told him, Harry spent a lot of his time brewing potions with Salazar and swimming in the lake in order to become friends with the Giant Squid that continued to ignore him and merely nodded its head when Harry greeted it friendly.
Finally, the last day of the holidays arrived, and Harry was very excited. For the first time, he'd be allowed to attend classes together with the first years. 'How will they be? I hope they will be as nice as the others are,' he mused, thinking sadly of Hildred, who had just finished her seventh year and wouldn't be returning to Hogwarts.
"Why don't you go for a swim, Leofost?" Helga interrupted his thoughts, seeing that they boy was unable to occupy himself and was more or less standing in her way all the time, trying to help her.
"Yes!" Harry replied immediately, already dashing off to his room to change. Twenty minutes later, he was swimming in the lake, while his four parents were occupied with their final preparations for the new school year. Suddenly, Harry felt a pain in his right leg, noticing horrified that it hurt so much that he couldn't move his limbs anymore. 'I'm going to drown,' he thought, feverishly trying to reach the shore, until he felt himself being pulled into the cold water by an invisible non-existing force, before strong arms reached out for him.