Chapter eight

'Albus, are you telling me that this young man is not your grandson and has come from another world?' Minerva asked.

'Yes Minerva, that is exactly what I am saying. Harry, do you know much about Minerva McGonagall, from your world naturally?'

'I knew she was a strict but fair teacher, taught transfiguration, she's an animagus and can change into a cat. She actually cared about me, trusted me and that was because you told her to trust me and she also felt sorry for me because of everything I went through. Ah, what else, that broach you wear, I've never seen you without it even during the fighting and that was the only time I saw your hair untidy. You have been friends with Dumbledore since you started here and I know one more thing but I'm not sure if you've told others, in my world McGonagall only ever told Dumbledore and she told me, I have no idea why she told me something so personal about her life.'

'So far you are correct about me young man, except the part of caring and trusting you, as I do not know you. But go ahead and say what this personal information is about my life.'

'You were married, for only three years, he died. He gave you that broach that's why you are never without it, that's all I know about you, personally that is.'

'Yes, that's true and not something I have told anyone apart from Albus. So since you do know this it means my counterpart did care about you to share such personal information.'

'I think you did that because I lost my parents then Sirius. It was sort of your way of showing me you knew what I was going through. My friends had never lost anyone, so they couldn't really understand what I was going through, well, there was one who could, Luna, she lost her mother but we only just met.'

'Can you explain how and why Potter's son ended up here?' Snape asked.

'We should get to that even though we should not have to go through what Harry's world did as I have already taken care of the main problem thanks to Harry,' Albus looked at Harry and nodded.

'Our world was going through a war, everyone was suffering. It all started so long ago. A boy called Tom Riddle was born, his mother died right after he was born so he was raised in a muggle orphanage even though he was a wizard, half blood, muggle father, witch mother. Dumbledore was the transfiguration teacher when he went to see Riddle at the age of eleven to explain to him that he was a wizard and about Hogwarts. Dumbledore showed me his memory of that day, I could tell that kid was bad, Dumbledore had a feeling about him even then, so he decided to keep an eye on him. He acted like the model student even became a prefect for Slytherin and head boy. By the time he was sixteen he had already murdered, but at the orphanage he tortured other kids using magic.'

'Who did he murder when he was so young?' Minerva asked.

'His muggle relatives, the Riddles, his grandfather, grandmother and father. Another memory I saw was of his mother, uncle and grandfather, the Gaunt's who were related to the Peverell's.'

'The Peverell's, that's an ancestor of Salazar Slytherin,' Severus said.

'One of them yes, Cadmus Peverell, there was three brothers, my ancestors are related to the youngest brother, Ignotus Peverell.'

'Do you know why he wasn't taken care of years ago, especially if my counterpart is the same as I am, powerful?'

'Do you know what a horcrux is?' Harry saw Albus' instantly understood, his face paled and he sat down heavily in his chair.

'He made a horcrux?' Albus whispered.

'Not one, seven.'

'Seven, oh my.'

'Albus,' Minerva said as she stared with a worried expression, 'what is it?'

'What we are about to discuss can never leave this room.' Albus said urgently.

'Of course,' Minerva said.

'You know I will not repeat anything Albus,' Severus said.

'Harry, can you explain please?'

Harry nodded, 'A horcrux is an object that you place a piece of your soul into so you cannot die. As long as one piece of his soul was out there, nothing would kill him even if he's body is destroyed. The night he gave me this scar, he intended to make another horcrux. My mother sacrificed herself to protect me, so when he said the killing curse ready to kill me and make his horcrux, the spell backfired onto him because of my mother. Since he had five horcruxes out there, he didn't die, but he did vanish. What Dumbledore said was he turned into a mist and no one saw him again until I was fourteen when with help from one of his death eaters he used a dark spell and some ingredients he was returned to a body.'

'We have to hope that no one else has ever read about these and decided to make them.' Albus said.

'My Dumbledore removed any books that mentioned horcrux, you also removed all the books from the ministry's library as well. No one apart from you, me and my two friends know what a horcrux is.'

'So there would be books here, we must find them and hope no one makes them.' Minerva said.

'Does Slughorn teach?'

'Yes, Horace is the potions master, why do you ask?' Minerva asked.

'He gave Voldemort the last bit of information, he wasn't bad or anything, but Riddle was very good at flattery and could get information out of anyone.'

'And Horace is easily flattered. I can go to the library and find any book that mentions horcrux,' Minerva suggested.

'Soon Minerva, but Harry, did Voldemort ever tell his death eaters about these items?'

'No, he told no one, all he ever said to them was he had made sure he would always survive. I don't remember exactly what he said to them, I was in too much pain at the time.'

'When was this?'

'When I was fourteen, that's a long story in itself, but he used a death eater to get me to him. I was tied to his father's tombstone, Pettigrew carried out what was Voldemort at the time and placed him in a large cauldron, he added three ingredients then recited a spell, he was reborn,' Harry pulled up his sleeve, 'My blood was one of the ingredients he used, blood of the enemy, the other was bone of the father and flesh of the servant. After he was back he touched my scar because he had my blood, my mother's blood, so the protection my mother gave me he now had. So as he touched me all I felt was this white hot searing pain in my head, I almost passed out. Anyway, a lot to go into, but I ended up escaping and got back to Hogwarts, back to Dumbledore. Actually you three saved me only half an hour later, the death eater that was at Hogwarts was just about to kill me but you blasted the door in and got the truth out of him.'

'I believe this is going to take a lot longer than one meeting.'

Harry gave a weary laugh, 'A hell of a lot longer, but with him not even being here, all we have to concentrate on is his main followers and hoped they never got the same ideas Voldemort did.'

'He's name was Tom Riddle, do you know how he came up with the name Voldemort?' Minerva asked.

'Yeah, when I was twelve he used his diary to open the chamber of secrets, actually, he had my best friends sister open it, she was possessed. Then he took her down into the chamber, Ron and I went to help, but too much to go into now. I got there, Ginny was almost dead, he had my wand, Fawkes blinded the basilisk, then I got the sword of Gryffindor, killed the snake. But Voldemort put his name up in the air in flames, Tom Marvolo Riddle, then the letters changed to I am Lord Voldemort, an anagram of his name,' Harry shrugged but saw amazed looks and knew there was going to be a lot of those once he told these three people everything about his life and what he knew of Voldemort and his followers. Harry just hoped that this world stayed safe and no one decided to do what Voldemort did. Harry didn't leave everyone he cared about just to go through all that shit again.