A few days after the talk between Harry and his headmaster, or 20 years before the talk, depending on how you look at it, Harry found himself waiting on the empty platform 9 3/4. It was half past 10 in the morning on the second of September 1978. Harry would be boarding the train at eleven and would arrive that evening at Hogwarts platform. Harry thanked all the deity's that today was a Saturday. He wasn't expected to start his lessons first thing in the morning.

Harry smirked when he thought about his upcoming sorting. Maybe he should just let the hat decide this time, without him begging not to be in Slytherin. He didn't hate Slytherins anymore, but had formed a great respect towards a couple of members from that house. His last Headmaster for a starters. He respected the Headmaster greatly, not only for his years as a spy, but also for the way nobody knew what was on his mind, for the way he was always direct in his questions, and in his requests. He respected Snape for the way that he handled rumours and how he handled the press, whether it was about himself, or about the war, or Harry.

But he did not only respect Severus for a great deal, but also the two male Malfoys. He didn't respect the female Malfoy, but loathed her. But the males of that family held his regard. Draco for the way he handled his mother and her loathsome tricks to make his obey. And for the way he had protected a few Gryffindor and Ravenclaw first years, getting himself killed in the progress, effectively saving the children, but merely a child himself.

Lucius Malfoy on the other hand had earned his respect by spying for years, and letting no-one but Snape know about it. Dumbledore had known too, but he had died early into the war, giving up leadership to Snape and Harry. Lucius had gathered information Snape could not, being a member of the Inner Circle. He had risked his life on every raid, by hiding and saving as many children he could without giving himself away. But most of all Lucius had earned Harry's respect by protecting Draco from the Dark Mark, despite his wife who insisted on it and blackmailed him on every account.

So really, Harry wouldn't mind to be a Slytherin this time. Especially not when it meant that he would come closer to Voldemort, and thus in a better position to spy and kill the Dark Lord.

But well, on the other hand, being a Gryffindor... That would give him the chance to meet and befriend his parents. To meet the infamous Marauders, and to be in a better position to stop Peter from betraying his parents.

Harry shrugged and boarded the Hogwarts express that now entered the station. There was only one compartment and Harry pulled out his shrunken luggage. He enlarged it and took a paper block out of his trunk, together with a muggle drawing set. He sketched the faces of his deceased friends and spend his time doing just this until he was at Hogwarts.

When he got out of the train, two familiar shapes where waiting for him, and happiness coursed through Harry. In his time, they were both dead, and he rejoiced in having them back, although they didn't know him as well as they did back in their time.

"Professors." Harry greeted them, and both Dumbledore and McGonagall nodded in greeting. "Good evening, Mr. Jackson." The three of them continued with small talk about life at school and Harry's life, Dumbledore and McGonagall being the only two teachers who knew that he was from the future.

Harry was informed that he'd be sorted the next morning, and that he would sleep in one of the school's guestrooms. Harry nodded and he silently ate the plate that McGonagall had brought in. After the mail he was going over everything he knew about Voldemort with the Headmaster, and explaining his strategy to kill the bastard.

When he had told them everything he knew, he was led to his rooms for the evening. It was a cosy room, decorated with the colours of autumn. The room was guarded by a young couple dancing through the leaves of a garden in autumn.

Harry fell asleep pretty quickly after the two professors had left him alone. He was exhausted from the time-travelling and the long trip to Hogwarts.

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So far the most votes for Harry's sorting go to Slytherin, but I'm not quite sure which one I really want, so let's hear your opinions.