To be Whole Again

Last Time

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"I SAID LOOK AT ME!"

As Dolores turned her head yet again to do as commanded, her eyes met that of the lion, though something was different, the eyes, they were the same terrifying eyes she had witnessed when Potter had attacked her in her class. The bright shining golden symbol of the mythical Deathly Hallows in a sea of Black.

Dolores was frozen in fear, transfixed in those eyes, not moving an inch. But when the need to blink became necessary, she momentarily closed her eyes and when she opened them the beast was in her face causing her to scream bloody murder.

Suddenly Dolores fell back on a hard stone floor. Crawling back towards the back wall, looking around wildly for the beast that had attacked her only to find herself in a deserted Great Hall where the Elves had started cleaning up after the meal.

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The Chamber of Secrets, Hogwarts, 29th September 1995

"So let me get this straight, you blew up your aunt like a balloon, thought the Ministry was after you so you ran away from your home, saw Sirius in his Animagus form, tripped and nearly got run over by the Knight Bus?" Daphne asked, with amusement in her eyes.

"You do know that the Ministry cannot punish you for accidental magic, right?" Susan asked, sharing equal amount of amusement with Daphne.

"How was I supposed to know that?!" Harry exclaimed, before continuing with the tale. "Anyways, so I got on the bus and introduced myself as Neville and hitched a ride to Diagon Alley where I met Fudge who was waiting for me to get there. For a second I though the Ministry was after me and then got caught by the Minister himself. Before reminding myself of really how competent our Minister really was." Harry chuckled at the end.

"It turns out that they were so worried about Sirius having escaped, finding me alive was enough for them to forgive me for my accidental magic at the Dursleys,' but I later realized that there was nothing to forgive. Though, they sent in the obliviators and I got to spend the rest of my summer living out of the Leaky Cauldron on the Ministry money."

"Glad to see my family's tax money was being utilized well for once." Daphne said this, but the most shocking thing was that she said that without any sarcasm, because she really thought it was a 'better' use of the money than just to fill politician pockets or useless campaigns.

This caused Harry and Susan to chuckle. "Glad to hear that any money used on me is a good use of money. I will remember this the next time I put the next Firebolt 2.0 in my Christmas wish list that I give you." Harry teased.

"You can write whatever you want, does not mean I will give it to you." Daphne said haughtily and turned her nose up.

"So, continuing on, I will mostly skip the things as not much interesting happened during the end of the year with Sirius, other things you both are already aware of. The dementors being stationed at Hogwarts, Remus being the DADA Professor, the Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff Quidditch match. Though there is one thing that you both might pay good money to see, and I think I will keep that memory to myself for now." Harry teased, and chuckled at remembering the memory.

Daphne hearing this rushed to his side, giving him his most innocent look while pressing herself against his body almost sensually.

"Oh, come on Harry, will you really keep something like that from us?"

Seeing what Daphne was up to prompted Susan to join in as she pressed herself against Harry's other side. Both girls having hit puberty and grown over the summer were putting a tough fit for Harry, afterall, even if he had the knowledge of 60 years, he was a 16 year of boy at the end of the day, hormones going haywire, he fought hard to keep himself from blushing and showing his discomfort.

"Th... this is not fair." Harry complained.

"And you keeping something you know we would enjoy the most is fair?" Daphne asked huskily into Harry's ear.

Before Harry could lose control, he rushed away from the girls. "This is not fair, but I will tell you one thing, and I might show you the memory of it, if you win in the next practicing duel between us." Harry offered.

Both girls glanced at each other after giving the offer a thought before simultaneous replying. "Deal!"

Harry sighed in relief, before describing the memory as promised.

"Hermione knocked Malfoy on his ass with a punch to his face." Harry said with a smirk on his face.

The jaws dropped for both Daphne and Susan at once, looking wide eyed at Harry disbelievingly.

"WHAT?!"

Harry chuckled at this. "Yeah, the ferret said something he should not have obviously."

Susan grumbled under her breath. "I know I should not have accepted the deal. Damn!"

"Oh, you are soo going down the next time we duel!" Daphne promised, causing Harry to chuckle, and sweat drop at the determination in her voice.

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"So, in third year Hermione had opted for all the electives, and I am not sure how the staff thought it a good idea to give her a Time Turner in order to attend pretty much every class available."

After the expected discussion of favoritism and how the staff might have safe guarded the fabric of Space and Time after giving the power to turn back time to a third year, Harry continued explaining to the girls all about meeting Sirius for the first time, Remus's change after they left the tunnel, Pettigrew's escape, and Sirius's howl of pain that drew Harry into following him to the lake where a hundred Dementors closed in on them. He told them all about trying so hard to conjure a Patronus and failing, seeing the face of a dementor, and nearly getting kissed himself.

"So glad that did not happen, otherwise no chance my lips or any part of my body is ever touching your lips." Daphne shuddered, but both Susan and Harry could tell it was not for the reason she pointed out, it was the fear of hearing her boyfriend nearly being kissed by soul sucking demons. They both understood this was her way to dealing with that fear, and did not comment on it.

"So, we were saved obviously, otherwise I would not be here." Harry continued and tried to joke. The key word here being tried and both Daphne and Susan were not amused with his joke of him being dead, sending him unimpressed looks caused him to chuckle and continue on, this time without any jokes.

"I thought at that moment that it was a mystery Patronus and it was my dad that saved me, but a little while later I woke up in the hospital wing. That is when we found out they had captured Sirius and had called for the Dementors to come and perform the Kiss on him. Dumbledore came in and told Hermione a bunch of nonsense at the time and then locked us in the hospital wing room. Almost immediately after that Hermione showed the time turner to me, that was the first time I even got to know such a thing existed. So, we went back three hours in time to before Buckbeak was executed."

"Long story short, we ended up saving Buckbeak and taking him into the forest with us, and I wanted to see what happened at the lake and who the mystery savior was, so I headed down there while Hermione waited in Hagrid's empty house. I later waited the whole time to see who the mystery savior was, but when one did not come, I took the matters into my own hands and conjured my first corporeal patronus. It was then I realized that it was me all along. Later it was just me and Hermione saving Sirius and running out from there back to the Hospital Wing." Harry shrugged at the end of it, third year was nothing special that we would have to use the pensive for, most of the things happened in the view of the entire school, dementors, quidditch match and everything, and he did not want to show the memories because, truthfully it was kind of boring and emotional, he did see his soul almost leave his body, which he was not keen on showing to the girls, yet.

He said yet because he knew he would have to show it to Daphne down the line if she still decided to pursue a future in research at the Department of Mysteries. She was working on finding out what exactly makes a dementor tick and how, if at all possible, to kill, harm, or eradicate them. Afterall, they played a large part in enabling the Greatest Dark Lord the world had ever seen, awaking the ancient in her.

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"So, I think this is where the similarities end? Between the old timeline and the current one?" Susan questioned.

"Not exactly, I mean I came back in time AFTER the selection of champions, so the night of the Champions selection, the Quidditch World Cup, and its aftermath were exactly the same as what happened in the previous timeline. But the similarities do end there. The differences begin with how I handled the first task of the tournament, and the aftermath." Harry answered.

"What did you do the first time?" Susan asked, very curious to hear how differently things might have gone.

Harry looked slightly embarrassed and a bit proud as he said "I tried to outfly the dragon on my broom." Rubbing the back of his head, waiting for the inevitable explosion.

"What could possibly possess you to do something that stupid?" Susan hissed, almost rising to her feet. Daphne had it more under control, almost expecting something like this to be the case, and just shaking her head when the level of stupidity was confirmed.

"I did it differently this time though. After the year of knowledge, I have it was a bigger task on how to NOT show my true potential." Harry started, thinking that could calm Susan down somewhat. "I also had a much better sense of self-preservation this time around." He added.

"You could've fooled me." Daphne mumbled, but loud enough for both Harry and Susan to hear. And if Harry's explanation did not calm Susan down, this certainly did, chuckling at the blonde's words.

"Oh, how I wish I could also share the stories and memories of the previous timeline." Harry head Selena hiss.

"Alright, that's it! Enough of making fun of Harry! As a punishment, no memory night for the both of you tonight! I am going to go fly with my one true friend and companion, Hedwig." Harry shouted out with a pout on his face, before angrily stomping and leaving the Chamber.

Susan and Daphne just looked at his retreating back with amused eyes, shared a glance and chuckled at the antics of their boyfriend. Though they both knew it, they would not have him any other way.

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Unknown Location, 5th October 1995

"What do you mean you've failed to obtain the Prophecy?" demanded Voldemort as the Death Eater cowered right at his feet.

"I thought I could use one of the Unspeakables, Bode, to get inside the Department of Mysteries, to grab it, my Lord," pleaded Avery. "The moment he touched the shelf, it appeared as if he was having a seizure, and collapsed, I just barely got away."

"Fool, your bumbling could have gotten you seen, there must be some security measure that you overlooked and now if Bode recovers, he may be able to inform the wrong people that you were there," said Voldemort coldly as he stared down the cowering fool. "Now I must deal with Bode as well and have him eliminated. You are to find out what went wrong."

"Y-yes, my Lord," stammered Avery as he closed his eyes fearing the worse.

"Leave me now or I may change my mind about punishing you," said Voldemort and Avery nearly tripped over his feet. Normally, Voldemort would be amused at the cowardly antics of his Death Eaters but he was just merely indifferent to the entire ordeal.

The botched ritual that returned him to power still had its consequences nearly six months after it occurred. The potion that Severus prepared for him had stopped the fits of pain he suffered, but at a cost of it using his magical power to sustain the cure. Granted, the remaining amount of Lord Voldemort's power was far greater than the average pathetic wizard, but the Dark Lord was absolutely disgusted that he was depowered by this mere act of incompetence by Wormtail. Wormtail rotted in Azkaban at this moment and Voldemort was seriously considering making plans to break him out, to punish him for his incompetence. The lack of power had bothered Voldemort greatly and he poured through every tomb he could get his hands on to find the knowledge to rectify the solution immediately.

The solution appeared to be a rare and obtuse one, but given the unique connection that he shared with Harry Potter caused it to be a plausible one. One of the few pieces of useful information that Severus managed to share with him was that connection, perhaps a plan could be put in motion to use Potter to retrieve the prophecy, once he figured out exactly how the connection between the two worked. It was an area of interest for Voldemort, even beyond retrieving the prophecy and his most fanatical followers from inside the walls of Azkaban. Those short-term goals were directly tied into his long-term ambitions in being the most powerful wizard in the world and the ruler of all magical people.

Soon, all would bow down to the feet of Lord Voldemort like the vermin they were

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The Room of Requirements, Hogwarts, 8th October 1995

The evening found the trio of Daphne, Susan, and Harry lazing around in the Room of Requirements, the last few days had been tiring, it seemed that the professors thought that one month was enough time for students to start accommodating to being back in school, and hence they had started assigning heaps of homework on top of the course work they already had, trying their best to prepare them for their OWLs.

While this certainly will help the students clear their OWLs and make them more competent wizards, it did mean that the trio's private time did get cut short drastically, now today being a nice Friday evening, they had the weekend to themselves.

It was also a Hogsmeade Weekend, which meant that the club Professor Flitwick had initiated with the help of the Headmaster was also not in session tomorrow. The club was basically a way to help the students understand and practice the practical of Defensive spells.

One might think why the resident bitch was not trying to stop it, that was because she was extremely busy looking over her back all the time. While the fear sessions were done once in a blue moon as a way to prolong her stay and prolong her suffering that much more, unless she decided to run away just one month into her punishment. But that did not mean her life could not be made any less difficult.

Pranks were a constant, long with a few cases of public humiliation, while some had started to gain sympathy for her, Harry was not giving up. He just could not remember the number of lives she had ruined, the number of innocent children she had killed just in the name of blood purity. He particularly remembered her punishing an innocent eleven-year-old girl, a muggleborn, a girl so pure of heart, imaginations filled with the wonder of magic, a girl such as that was tried for being a muggleborn, and her jailer was none other than Greyback.

Just thinking of those incidents made Harry's blood boil with rage, he wished to make all what the bitch was seeing and imagining come true, he truly wished to have the bitch's blood drip down Shadow's fangs. Shadow's demand for blood was increasing by the day.

"Do you think we have enough time to go through the memories of fourth year today?" a voice called out from above him, interrupting his train of thought, and he was grateful for it.

They had taken up their usual positions, Daphne sat there with her back against the wall, Harry laid down with his head in Daphne's lap, while Susan had her head on Harry's stomach while Harry had his right arm curling around Susan just under her breasts.

Looking up into the eyes of his beautiful girlfriend, he saw understanding and concern in them. He did not know how, but Daphne and Susan always knew when his mind took him down dark thoughts, maybe his magic was agitated which clued them in? But he just did not know as this was not the case in the previous timeline, yet he was grateful for it. He could make out that this question from Daphne was indeed a way to distract him, as he could feel her hand going through his hair. Her finger nail slightly scrapping his scalp, sending tingling sensations down his entire body, while Susan had started playing with his fingers.

"Not sure if we can go through all of them today, but we can certainly do it tomorrow if you guys do not want to go to Hogsmeade that is." Harry asked.

"We already have all the supplies with us, and it's been a long time since we have been able to spend time like this, if we do decide to visit tomorrow, we are sure to be surrounded and I kind of like the peace and quiet that this room provides." Daphne replied, continuing to run her fingers through his hair, before leaning down and capturing his lips in a quick kiss.

"I agree with Daphne. It has been way too long we have been able to spend time like this together. Let's skip Hogsmeade this week, we can always go there anytime we want using those secret routes whenever we wish. Let us use this weekend to relax and go through fourth year memories. Afterall, I want to know just whom you had taken to the Ball with you last time around, and if I should start finding ways to make them disappear this time around." Susan teased.

"My my, Ms. Bones, I wonder what your aunt would think about you trying to make a fellow classmate 'disappear' and sneaking out of the castle with her boyfriend." Harry retorted.

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AN

So, that was the chapter.

So, this was the third year

I know it was a lot shorter than the others, but fourth year is kind of big and if I included that in this chapter then it would be become huge, so… a smaller chapter for a change

And guys, I did read some reviewers point out that Harry is getting a leeway of casting Unforgivables and all, but if you read the aftermath, it is clear that Umbridge did not have any after effects of the curse, and I think reading the previous chapter should maybe clue you in to the fact that the things have not really happened in REAL LIFE.

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Next up

Fourth year.

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