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!
"Does the girl speak Parseltongue?" Godric whispered to Harry, and the boy shook his head.
"No."
Emerging from under the invisibility cloak, Godric pulled his wand, waving it at the girl, whose expression returned to normal. She looked around in confusion and anxiously asked, "What happened?"
"Ms. Weasley, I am confiscating this diary. It's extremely dangerous because it contains very dark magic," Professor McGonagall said gently, holding out a hand, glad when Ginny hesitantly relinquished the diary without any fuss. "Please come to see me, if you want to speak about the matter and about what has occurred. I'm sure that I can give you an explanation if you're ready," Minerva told the girl, who thanked her and left the room as soon as she was dismissed.
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On Sunday morning, Harry and McGonagall flashed back to the past, arriving on the same day they had left, and handed the diary to Godric and Salazar. The two founders took the book to Amaterasu, who punctured it with her fang, completely destroying it and the Horcrux which it contained.
"Mum, you told us there were three other Horcruxes. When and where can I find them? I'd like to get rid of all of them as soon as possible," Harry asked eagerly.
"I know, Lufu," Rowena said, sighing, and showed them another one of her visions in the Pensieve that showed Harry and Minerva taking a ring out of a ruin. "I hope that your phoenix instincts can tell you from the vision where and when you're taking the ring, Lufu."
"I think so," Harry replied and looked at Minerva. "Let's try it out, Professor." Before anyone could protest, he transformed into his phoenix form and flashed away as soon as McGonagall had grabbed his tail feathers.
"These are the ruins of the vision," the professor said in complete amazement, pulling the ring out of the ruins even before Harry had transformed back. She put the ring into her robe pocket, once more grabbing Harry's tail feathers, and Harry flashed back to where they had just come from.
"No more flashing today, Lufu," Rowena said sternly, while Minerva handed Godric the ring. "There are two more Horcruxes left, but you can go and get them tomorrow and the day after."
Harry and McGonagall did as Rowena had instructed them and brought the other two Horcruxes to Godric and Salazar, who destroyed them immediately.
"Thank Merlin this is done," Harry mumbled contentedly when he sat together with his parents and Minerva in Rowena's and Godric's living room on Tuesday evening after putting his siblings to bed.
McGonagall chuckled, watching as Harry slowly drifted off to sleep, cuddled close to his mother Helga. "It's funny," she spoke up, smiling. "In our time, to me, Harry always seems a lot older than his true age; perhaps it's because he is all on his own, while his classmates all have housemates to rely on, but here in the past, he seems so much smaller and shows his true age, because he has his parents here. You raised him very well, and I'm extremely grateful to you. I knew his parents well, and I'm really glad that he found such a wonderful home in contrary to the one our Headmaster placed him in."
On Wednesday morning, before Harry and his professor returned to the future, the founders invited Minerva to come again with Harry during the Christmas holidays.
"They begin in six weeks; I'm so looking forward to them," Harry said happily, causing everyone to smile. He embraced his parents and his siblings, before he once more transformed into his phoenix form, turning his back to Professor McGonagall, so that they could flash back together.
During the six weeks until the winter holidays, he once more flashed into the past to take Godric home and to bring Löwi and his girlfriend to the future.
'It was a good thing I took Löwi into the past, so that he could choose a friend to come here with him,' Harry mused, noticing that Löwi looked much happier than before. 'But what am I going to do with them during the holidays, if Professor McGonagall is coming home with me?' he thought in concern.
As if she had been able to read his thoughts, Minerva told him one day that he could ask Madam Pomfrey to look in on the griffins during the holidays.
"Oh that's good idea," he replied gratefully. "I was worried about what I should do with them. Well, they should be able to live in the forest though," he added, remembering that Löwi had told him they wanted to build a family in the forest.
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It was only a week before the beginning of the holidays when Harry and Professor Snape had their next fight.
On Saturday morning, Harry played Seeker for the Slytherin Quidditch team, finding that the Snitch was nearly impossible to catch, because of it hiding in the low hanging slow clouds. Because it was so cold and it had begun to snow the night before the game, he was beginning to shiver on his broom and felt extremely relieved when he finally managed to catch the small ball after nearly three hours.
The Slytherin team cheered and invited him to join their victory party, knowing that he didn't have detention anymore since he often spent the evenings in the Slytherin common room along with Blaise and Draco. The Slytherins even tolerated that the group occasionally brought Hermione and Neville with them.
"You did a brilliant job, Potter. It's extremely difficult to catch the Snitch in a snowstorm like we had it today," Flint told him happily.
"Well, I was very fortunate that it happened to be where I looked," Harry replied, smiling. 'I'm really lucky that I haven't lost a game so far,' he mused, suddenly becoming aware of the fact that it was already past curfew.
"Hermione, Neville, we have to go back; it's already past curfew," he urged his friends and accompanied them to the entrance hall, before he hid in a shadowy alcove and transformed into his phoenix form, flashing to his room and ten minutes into the past at the same time.
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On Monday morning, Harry woke up at five o'clock, noticing that he had caught a bad cold playing Quidditch in the snow for so long. He considered asking Madam Pomfrey for a potion but dismissed the thought, afraid that she would keep him, which he definitely didn't want, especially since he had Potions in his last morning class, which he still liked even if he didn't like the teacher. He dragged himself to his father's lab and brewed some Pepperup potion, which he gulped down, feeling better immediately.
However, when he was brewing his potion in the Potions classroom he had a hard time concentrating, because he still didn't feel completely well, and all of a sudden he noticed that his potion had taken on a light green colour, although it was supposed to be yellow. 'I probably stirred in the wrong direction when I mixed the birch bark in,' he mused, 'but I can counter the effects with a slight amount of star fern.'
He was just about to stand up and head to the potions ingredients cupboard when all of a sudden the teacher was standing in front of him with a sneer on his face and the Evanesco spell on his lips, mumbling something about dunderheads and brewing. Before Harry could tell the teacher to leave his potion alone, because he was going to remedy his failing, he unintentionally let loose a bout of accidental magic and placed a protection spell over his potion, which threw the teacher back two metres.
Shocked by his own actions but still intent on finishing his potion, Harry summoned the star fern from the cupboard and by the time the teacher had recovered enough from his shock and was standing in front of Harry his potion looked perfect.
"I'm sorry, Professor," Harry apologized, feeling really sorry for what happened; "it was not my intention to hurt you."
"Detention until the end of the school year, Potter," Snape hissed between gritted teeth, looking at Harry's potion with an unbelieving expression. "The Headmaster will hear about this."
When Harry showed up for his first detention that same evening, he once more apologized and tried to explain what had happened that morning, but the teacher was not in a mood to listen and made him clean dozens of dirty cauldrons.
Harry finally told Professor McGonagall everything, who promised to speak with the Headmaster about the matter, but even Professor Dumbledore was unable to get through to Snape, who insisted that Harry had willingly attacked him and deserved the large amount of detentions, even if Hermione, Blaise, and Draco stood up for Harry and told the teachers what they had witnessed. Everyone, except the Potions Master, believed the students account of what had occurred.
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On Saturday morning, Harry boarded the Hogwarts Express along with everyone else, only to head in the washroom, transform into his phoenix form, and flash back to the platform, hesitantly taking a seat on Professor McGonagall's shoulder. "It's all right, Harry," the older teacher whispered, while she listened to Professor Snape complaining about the dunderheads.
"Thank Merlin for two Potter-free weeks," the Potions Master sneered, causing Minerva give him a crisp reply.
"And two Minerva-free weeks as well, since I'm going for a vacation together with my phoenix familiar."
"Since when are you having a phoenix familiar?" Snape enquired, looking at the beautiful bird on her shoulder in awe.
"Ah well, since a few months ago," McGonagall replied, smirking. "Shall we go?" she asked, turning to Harry.
The phoenix slightly inclined his head and left his spot to hover in front of the professor, so that she could grab his tail feathers. While Harry concentrated on the past, he recalled the conversation he had with the teacher the night before. He had hesitantly asked if she would mind arriving right before the Leaving feast the evening before the beginning of the holidays, and McGonagall had laughed and guessed that he'd like to have dinner at the Ravenclaw table with his new friend, before she had told him that she didn't mind at all. 'All right, Friday evening before the Christmas holidays 992, my room at Hogwarts,' Harry thought and flashed away only to arrive right in front of his desk to look at his calendar, relaxing when he noticed that he managed to arrive on the correct day.
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"Well done, Harry," Professor McGonagall commended him as soon as Harry had transformed back into his human form.
"Normally, it's not a problem and I can time my arrival to a specific hour," Harry explained, smiling. "Would you like to go to your room, Professor, or shall we go and look for Mum Rowena first? I don't think they will be expecting us to arrive today."
Minerva laughed. "Let's go to see your mother first. If necessary, you can still flash us to tomorrow. As long as you don't flash us to the ice age..."
"No thank you. I still feel cold if I think back to the Quidditch match in the snow I played in last Saturday," Harry returned, with a mock shiver.
The teacher gave him a piercing look. "But you're feeling all right now, aren't you?"
"Yes of course," Harry replied, grinning, and left the room, leading Minerva through the halls to his mother's office instead of using the shortcut through his parents' private quarters.
"My, Lufu, aren't you early this time?" Rowena said happily, pulling her oldest close. "Hello Minerva, I'm glad to see you were able to come with Harry again."
"Hello Rowena. I'm sorry, if we're unexpectedly early, but Harry wanted to attend the Leaving feast, probably to see which was better, yours or ours last night," McGonagall replied teasingly.
"Oh, I'm sure we have the prettier girls here," Rowena smirked, "especially in my own House of course."
"Well, I'm going to see Mum Helga. Are you coming with me, Professor?" Harry said as he rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Later, when Harry entered the Great Hall with Helga and Minerva, he hesitantly pondered, whether or not he dared sit at the Ravenclaw table again. 'Maybe she even forgot about me or won't want to talk to me,' he mused worriedly. However, he was lucky. As soon as he passed the Ravenclaw table, a soft voice penetrated his ears.
"Harry! Here!"
He looked in the voice's direction and blinked as he looked straight into Godiva's chocolate brown eyes. "Hello Godiva," he said shyly, noticing that butterflies seemed to be having a party in his stomach.
"I was hoping that you'd come; it's such a pity that I have to go home tomorrow. Will you still be here at the end of the holidays?" Godiva asked softly.
"I'm not sure yet, but I'm glad to see you too; that's why I came home a bit early," Harry replied hesitantly.
After dinner, they went for a walk around the lake, and Godiva told him that she had to visit her mother, who was working as a Healer at a small hospital, called St. Mungo's. Her father had died a few years ago when a werewolf attacked him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Godiva," Harry replied, feeling horrible for his friend. Noticing that she was shivering in the cold, Harry suggested, "It's cold outside, isn't it? Shall we go to the Potions classroom and brew fruit drops? "
"Yes, it's very cold. I'd like that, but I have no idea how to make fruit drops," the girl replied, smiling.
"I'll show you; it's really easy. Dad Salazar taught me when I was a little tyke."
They spent the rest of the evening in the Potions classroom, brewing orange and honey drops, which Harry instructed Godiva to take home for Christmas, before he escorted her to Ravenclaw tower just before curfew.
"Thunderbolt! Where have you been?" Salazar asked when Harry finally showed up in his parents' living room, where the teachers were having tea together.
"Why? I was in the Potions classroom," Harry smiled innocently. Receiving strange looks from the five teachers, he explained, "It was too cold outside, so I decided to show Godiva how to brew fruit drops. I think she liked them," he added happily.
"Well, that's definitely an interesting place for a first date," Godric spoke up, chuckling, causing Harry to blush deeply.
"That wasn't a date," he protested vehemently. "We merely spent some time together after dinner. She told me everything about her family."
"Don't let them tease you, Harry; she's a very nice girl," Helga told him. "She sometimes helps me in the hospital room, and she even asked me if I'd take her as an apprentice after her OWLs. If she still thinks so in three years' time, I intend to work with her."
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The winter holidays passed much too quickly for Harry's liking. As much as he regretted that Godiva wasn't there, he enjoyed the time with his parents and teaching Salazar several potions that he knew from the future. They also spent a great deal of time brewing experimental potions together.
Hearing that Harry had to serve detention in the Potions classroom again, Salazar had a stern talk with Professor McGonagall, asking her about a certain Severus Snape.
Minerva sighed. "Well, he really seems to dislike Harry, because he looks so much like his biological father, who was Severus' worst enemy while they were at school, even, or perhaps more so because the man once saved his life. He's also very suspicious of Harry because he excels at Potions in spite of being raised by Muggles, and the fact that he could brew the wolvescure potion for Professor Lupin didn't help of course, especially as the recipe Harry showed him was in Parseltongue, so that he still doesn't know exactly how to brew it himself."
"All right," Salazar said thoughtfully. "Thunderbolt, I have an idea. Come; you can help me."