Somewhat inspired by apAidan, Rorschach's Blot, Robst, Aealket, Clell65619, and quite likely others.

I don't know where this one is headed. The synopsis is that Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, and Daphne Greengrass were Harry's concubines, Pansy Parkinson was Harry's wife, Susan Bones was Neville Longbottom's concubine while Hannah Abbott was his wife. Harry and Neville were on duty as aurors and were murdered by Ron Weasley, who was also on duty as an auror but had received his final reprimand before likely being sacked for muggle baiting or some such. Five or six years later and the collective brain power of the six women have determined an extremely risk method of sending their intellects and personalities back in time. Harry and Neville can't go back in time as they died and their essences have gone, "…beyond the Veil…". Ron, too, cannot go back as he confessed what he had done to Ginny and she promptly decapitated him with a well-placed Reductor. Just three short months after she killed Ron, Ginny took her own life and she doesn't get to go back in time. The six women are NOT going to let Tom Riddle's diary get its hooks into her this time around, though.

The women return to the past just a month or two after Luna's sixth birthday. They get together, get Harry out of from under the Dursley's control and get Harry into a loving, positive, and supportive environment, and get the blocks on his magic removed early enough to prevent his power from being permanently stunted. They also meet up with the Longbottoms and do the same for Neville with regard to the blocks on his magic that make him appear to be nearly a squib.

The women realise they cannot divulge their knowledge/history/plans to the boys – they are, after all is said and done, boys, who presume the girls are really smart because, well…they're girls.

Hermione is eight and is having an even harder time because, in addition to her peers giving her a hard time, she takes absolutely none of it as she is, in her mind, a confidant, very-much-loved, adult woman who has a mean left jab and an absolutely killer right hook, as one Dudley Dursley discovers the first day he tries to bully her.

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"How certain are you of this working?" Luna asked.

"The five of us have been over the arithmantic equations. Hitchkin's continuum theorem's have never been applied this way before so that adds to the uncertainty. Ollivander's temporal displacement uncertainty postulates, if true, lead great credence to a higher probability of success as long as you are successful in tuning the runic arrays," one of her few and truest friends, Hermione Granger stated.

"Susie? Hannah? Daphne? Any disagreement or anything to add?" Luna asked.

"If it doesn't work, either nothing will happen or we won't know as we'll all be dead," Daphne Greengrass explained. "If it does work, we won't know how far back it will send us due to the variables, unknowns, and uncertainties within the equations. It could be a fraction of a second, or back to our points of conception."

"We've discussed all of this and hashed it out," Pansy Potter, Harry's widow, said with a tone of significant frustration. "If any of you are too afraid to try it, those of us who have no reservations are prepared to do this – we've BEEN prepared to do it!" she cried out and collapsed into sobs. Although his death at the murderous hands of Ronald Weasley six years prior had been a betrayal of devastating proportion, Luna felt Pansy was still suicidal.

Neither Hermione nor Daphne had allowed Pansy, the primary wife in their relationship with Harry, to have her wand since he had been murdered.

"I have no reservations about this at all. Hannah and I have discussed it. We're both ready to do this and we, like Pansy, are willing to accept the risks and don't want to delay any further," Susan Bones explained. She and Neville Longbottom's widow, Hannah Longbottom, were sitting together on loveseat. Neville had also been murdered by Ron Weasley moments before Harry had died.

Luna stood, walked across the room, and sat next to Pansy opposite Daphne, who held her wife and lover in a comforting embrace.

"Good enough for me," she said after a few moments in her own attempt to provide some comfort to Pansy. "The new moon is in four nights. Let us do it then," she said and looked around the room. The other four women nodded.

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The sun percolated through the curtained window. Luna kept her eyes tightly shut as it felt as if hundreds, if not thousands, of trolls were hammering their way out of her head.

"Luna! Time to wake up, Sweety!" she heard through a sleep-induced fog.

"Those dreamless sleep potions have finally stopped working," she thought for a moment while at the same time she grabbed for her wand. Fifty-four years as an auror and now an auror trainer, her well-honed skills kicked in without conscious thought. "Where in the name of Slytherin's Great Green Gonads is my wand?!" she thought in a panic as she opened her eyes and saw...

The ceiling of her bedroom at the Rookery rose overhead and seemingly mocked her in its monotonous sky blue.

"Come on, Pumpkin. Breakfast is ready!" she heard a feminine shout from beyond the open doorway. "The only person who ever called me Pumpkin was…"

Luna opened her eyes and bolted into a sitting position on the bed. Her train of thought derailed and drove headlong into a wall of incredulity. Standing in the doorway with a genuine smile was a woman she had watched die just two months after her ninth birthday; her mother, Pandora Lovegood.

"You little silly! Ginny is going to be here any minute," Pandora said, then walked into the room and sat down on the bed. "Are you okay, Pumpkin?"

Luna tentatively reached out and touched her mother's shoulder. "Mummy?" she asked, her chin quivered as her eyes filled with tears.

Pandora embraced her daughter. "Did you have a bad dream, Honey? Don't worry. Mummy is here to make it all better," she soothed.

Luna hugged her mother fiercely. It had worked! She pulled back out of the embrace a bit and was in the process of manufacturing a bad dream to describe to her mother when she caught sight of a collection of plush bears sitting atop her wardrobe cabinet – a wardrobe cabinet and bears that had been accidentally destroyed by the Weasley twins on her seventh birthday.

Her mother looked at her with concern. "Are you okay, Honey?"

Luna nodded her head. "Just a bad dream about Harry Potter, Mummy," Luna said as she hoped that would give her a way to cover her early reaction to her mother being alive. "I really should have prepared myself for this to happen? Was I in self-denial about being suicidal, too?" she thought. In a moment of clarity, she realised she had agreed to their plan in the hopes she would, in fact, die.

"The same one with the purple-faced fat man and the fat boy hitting him?" Pandora asked with some concern.

Luna nodded mutely, almost unsuccessful in keeping the shocked look from her face. Harry Potter had been Luna's field training officer in the aurors and, after they had arrested what was left of a wizard who had beaten his third son nearly to death after Harry had reducto'd the man's hands off, he had told her in exquisite detail what had happened during his childhood. She, however, had no recollection of any childhood dreams regarding Vernon Dursley before.