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!
Rowena was just helping Godric with his office work, when she was alerted by loud noises made by the Giant Squid that something was happening on the grounds. She quickly ordered the charmed window to show the lake, seeing the Giant Squid holding up something into the air. "Is that Harry?" Godric asked and dashed out of the room towards the lake, while Rowena opened the window and transformed into her raven form, so she was able to reach Harry's side within moments of the Giant Squid's alert.
Rowena took the child into her arms as the Giant Squid carefully handed the child to her, who was shivering from the cold. She quickly raised her wand at the child and cast a drying spell as well as a light warming spell on him, before she took him up to the hospital wing to have Helga check on him.
"What happened, Leofost?" Helga asked in concern.
"My leg, it suddenly started hurting when I was swimming, and I couldn't swim anymore and thought I was drowning," Harry admitted with a tear leaking from his eye.
"That means you had a muscle cramp, while you were swimming. That's dangerous, Leofost. You should be very grateful that the Squid rescued you. Now listen to me, Leofost. You will never again go swimming all on your own, do you understand me? From now on I want someone to be with you whenever you go for a swim, all right, Leofost? At least take Löwi with you; he'd be able to rescue you as well."
"Yes Mummy," Harry replied, unsure if he wanted to go swimming again anyway.
ハリーと幸せの願い
Soon, it was time for dinner, and Harry watched with interest how the first years, who would be his class mates, were sorted into the different Houses. His older self had told him about his own Sorting, but hadn't said in which House Sopho, the hat, had finally sorted him, although Harry had asked him about a dozen times. The older boy had only revealed that Harry would be pleased with Sopho's decision.
ハリーと幸せの願い
During the next few weeks, Harry quickly became used to attending classes with the first years. Everyone was very nice to him, and Harry found all classes very interesting. Apart from Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms, they were taught Sword Fighting, Warding Technique, History of Magic, Arithmancy, as well as Healing, Occlumency, Magical Creatures, Wandless Magic, and Divination. However, his favourite subjects, in which he excelled in spite of being three years younger than his classmates remained Potions and Transfiguration. After the first year, they could drop one or two of the last five subjects if they wanted, and Harry decided to drop Divination, which he despised although Rowena tried her best to make the lessons interesting.
The most difficult subjects for Harry were Occlumency and Wandless Magic; however, Godric reassured him that his problems with wandless magic were only a result of his young age. "Three years is a big difference, Harry. Wait until you're nearly eleven and the first year wandless magic won't be a problem for you at all."
"I will teach you in Occlumency again during the holidays," Salazar promised. "Don't drop the subject right now; it might be handy for you to know how to occlude your mind in the future."
Sword fighting was something that Harry didn't like either, seeing that his class mates were all much bigger than himself. Fortunately, Godric understood it well enough that he didn't force him to practise with random students, but practised with the child himself or used Harry as partner to show certain moves to the class.
ハリーと幸せの願い
At the beginning of the holidays, after Harry's first year, Godric told the child, "Take a piece of parchment and draw an image of your sword first. Think about what design it should have in gold as well as in colour. I will give you the material you need for your birthday, and if you're really sure about what you want by then, I will help you to make your sword."
"Will I be able to use that in class then?" Harry asked excitedly.
"Of course, you will, Leo," Godric smiled at the enthusiastic boy.
Harry went to work immediately. He decided to keep the sword relatively simple and only put the four symbols of the four Houses of Hogwarts on it, the lion for Gryffindor, the eagle for Ravenclaw, the snake for Slytherin, and the badger for Hufflepuff.
"How about adding a fifth one, the symbol of Hogwarts herself, Lufu?" Rowena suggested when Harry showed her his parchment, asking for her opinion.
"Oh yes, that's a good idea, thanks, Mummy," Harry beamed and went to complete his drawing.
After Harry had a design of the sword he wanted, Godric, as promised taught him how to forge his own sword. It took them until the end of the holidays to complete the simple but magnificent sword, which he could hardly wait to begin using in class.
夏休み
Harry also made great progress in wandless magic during the holidays. "See, Leo, it's just a matter of age in your case. In fact, you're more adept at wandless magic than most students. I believe that it's one of the gifts you got from me," Godric told him, giving him a proud look.
Harry smiled. "Thanks Daddy Godric. It's tiring, but it might one day be handy to be able to do."
"It certainly will, Leo. You remember when your older self was here for nearly two months last summer? During that time, he told us a lot about his time, while you were so ill. And he told me that wandless magic isn't taught in the future, and that hardly anyone is able to perform it. Therefore, you shouldn't tell anyone that you're able to do it. Just keep it to yourself, use it when you're on your own, practise it here when you come home for the holidays, and use it only when you really need to."
"Yes, Daddy, I will be sure to do that," Harry promised. So far, he didn't think much about the future, although he was aware of the fact that his parents always worried about it and eagerly tried to teach him things that could be useful in the future. 'Good that my older self spent so much time here last year and gave our parents so much information about the future,' he thought gratefully. 'I hope he'll come again soon. I know that's only myself, but I like him, and he's so interesting.'
However, older Harry didn't show up again until little Harry's eleventh birthday two years later.
やっと十一才
Harry woke up very early in the morning. 'Why did I wake up so early? It's still dark out,' he thought confused, not immediately noticing the sand phoenix perched on his stomach. Only when the phoenix began to trill a birthday song, Harry noticed his adored older self in his phoenix form.
"Harry!" he shouted, absolutely delighted and very loud, causing his parents to wake up and head to his room in concern.
"Are you ill, Leofost, or did you just come back in time to visit our birthday boy?" Helga asked worriedly, placing her hand in front of the phoenix' feet, who followed the invitation and stepped over onto her hand.
#I came to see my younger self, and I'd like to stay here for a while if you don't mind. Harry, can you translate please?#
"Of course," his younger self laughed, telling his parents what the phoenix had said.
"Why don't you transform, Lufu?" Rowena asked curiously.
The phoenix jumped down on the floor and transformed back into a young man.
"I just didn't want to give the little one a fright is why I didn't transform immediately when I arrived," Harry replied. "I'm a lot older than the last time you saw me."
"Oh my, you've become a fine young man, haven't you, Leofost!" Helga exclaimed, pulling her son into a bear hug.
"Now, Thunderbolt, tell us how old you are? Have you already finished your seventh year?" Salazar enquired impatiently.
"Ah, slow down, Dad. First, is nobody going to tell my younger self 'Happy Birthday'? And then, how about having breakfast? I promise that I'll tell you lots of things, but I came just from taking my last afternoon class, and I'm hungry." He quickly waved his hand at his parents and younger self, transfiguring their night clothes into modern time day clothes, and left the room, followed by Godric, Salazar, and Harry, while Rowena and Helga went to fetch their children, three year old Lily and one year old Alvin.
お誕生日おめでとう
Harry received lots of books for his birthday. Salazar even handed him a copy of his own handwritten book about prank potions. "But that's yours, Daddy Salazar! I cannot accept that," he told his father in a small voice.
"Ah, Thunderbolt, that's not my book but a copy. I wrote that especially for you. Look at it, and you'll see that it's slightly different from the original. I will leave the first one in my library, so that you can access it any time in the future," Salazar promised.
"Will our libraries and everything be there for you to use in the future?" Rowena turned to older Harry.
"Yes Mum, everything will be there," older Harry reassured his parents. "Moreover, Harry, nobody can access our room. The three doors to our room are only visible to us and the people, who come to see us like our parents and the little ones of course." He gave Lily and Alvin a fond glance. "Therefore, you can leave all your belongings in your room. You don't have to take anything with you when you flash to the future."
"What about Löwi?" Harry asked uncertainly.
"I will take Löwi for you. You only need to concentrate on flashing, and I'll accompany you on your first trip," his older self promised. "Löwi will be waiting for you on your bed when you arrive."
"Do I really have to go? I'd rather stay here," Harry asked, glancing at his older self.
"No Lufu, you have something to do in the future. You're the saviour of the wizarding world in the future," Rowena told him sternly. "Recently, I had several visions about you in the future, Lufu. I'm going to show them to you in the next few days."
"Don't worry, little one; you will be fine and everything will work out. Just attend your classes, do your homework, play with your friends, and go back home during the holidays," older Harry agreed.
"What are you doing in the future now that you are through with your Hogwarts education, Leo?" Godric asked impatiently.
"Ah, I can't tell you now," older Harry replied thoughtfully. "I will tell you later tonight, when the little one is asleep. I'm going to need your help anyway."
"You're evil, just plain evil that's all there is to it." Harry mumbled, pushing his plate away.
夏休み
Older Harry stayed for the rest of the holidays. "Since I can remember my older self coming to teach me a few things before I went to the future, I'm going to stay to teach you a bit, as well as give you some advice that will help you," he told his younger self.
"Thanks," Harry mumbled, feeling slightly reassured.
"You don't have to worry; everything will be all right," older Harry promised. "First of all, we're going to practise flashing. Please try to flash to the Great Hall at dinnertime tonight."
"Okay," Harry gave back uncertainly, concentrated, and flashed away. Ten seconds later he was back. "Wow, that's brilliant."
"Of course it is," older Harry agreed. "That gives us the ability to flash home any time we want or need to."
"Wait a minute," little Harry said pensively. "You know, when I came here for the first time, I didn't transform into a phoenix, I just came here. Do I have to transform?"
Older Harry sighed. "No, in fact you don't have to. I flashed without transforming once, and it worked. However, I took a person with me and flashed a thousand years into the past, and that was obviously too strenuous, and I collapsed. If you just flash from now to tonight, it won't be a problem. The further in the past or future you go the more difficult it will be."
He remained pensive for a while, before he told his younger self, "If you need to ask me something, you can come to see me as well. If you flash to the year 1996 or later, you'll find me at Hogwarts. You know the small entrance hall in front of our room and the rooms of our parents, all right? If you stand in the outer hall, where the door to the small entrance hall is, you'll find two more doors, one to the left and one to the right side of the door. The left one leads to my office and the right one to my classroom. I will also make a connecting door from our room straight to the office. However, these rooms won't be there before summer 1996."
"Okay, older self, thanks for the information; that sounds brilliant," Harry had to admit. "So I guess that means what you told our mummies and daddies is that I'm going to be a professor in the future," said little Harry with a knowing smile.
夏休み
Too soon for Harry's likings, the end of the holidays was quickly upon them. During the summer, Salazar had intensified his efforts to teach Harry Occlumency, and the boy finally managed to occlude his mind, which according to Rowena's visions seemed to be inevitable. Salazar had also spent much of his time teaching Harry Potions, and on one of the last days of the holidays, he made Harry take his Potions OWL of the subject that was currently given in the past, which the fifth year students had to take before they could enter their sixth year.
"Thunderbolt, when you come back next summer, you can take your NEWT," Salazar promised, smirking, and handed him a parchment stating that Harry Potter had efficiently passed his Potions OWL with an 'O' in August 991.
"Thanks, Dad," Harry replied, giving his father a small smile that didn't really reach his eyes. In fact, he wasn't feeling very well at all. His stomach was churning, and he felt very hot and dizzy.
"Are you feeling all right, Thunderbolt?" Salazar asked worriedly, noticing that his cheeks were flushed, his face was pale and his hair was strangely sticking to his sweaty forehead.
"No," Harry whispered. "Do you know where Mummy Helga is?"
"Probably in the hospital room, doing preparations for the new school year; let me take you there," the teacher replied and accompanied Harry to see his wife.
"Leofost, what's wrong with you?" Helga asked, waving her wand at the child, who chose that moment to get sick all over himself.
"I'm sorry, Mummy," he apologized, while tears started to run down his cheeks.
"No Leofost, don't cry or you'll make yourself even worse. I'll give you two potions that should make you better in the blink of an eye." She made Harry drink two potions, causing him to fall into a restless sleep.
"I can't find anything wrong; I suppose he's so afraid of the future that he became sick. If he isn't better tomorrow, I can't let him go. You know that he can't time his flashing properly when he's unwell," Helga told her colleagues, who were watching the child with a great amount of concern.
"I'm going to flash him," older Harry spoke up. "I remember that I was sick and my older self flashed me to the future the first time. Don't worry; everything will be all right. You should put a few phials of a calming draught in his room though," he added, knowing that Harry wouldn't ask for help in the future.
将来へ
In the morning, everything was as older Harry had predicted. His younger self was still sick, and it took a lot out of his older self to convince his mother to let him go.
"You will flash him to your room so that you arrive the morning of the first of September. Then he can rest for a few more hours, and if he has any problems, you will bring him back immediately. Is that clear, Leofost?" Helga asked older Harry sternly.
"Yes Mum, and I promise I will stay in his room and look after him until he's totally well," he promised. "You'll see, everything will be all right, little one," he reassured little Harry, while Helga was carefully stroking his pale cheeks. Older Harry transformed into his phoenix form and flashed his younger self into the future as soon as his overprotective parents relieved the smaller boy from their embraces.
'Oh, this travel seems to be endless,' younger Harry thought and got sick all over himself in panic.