Chapter 3: The Boy Who Lived & the Sorting
There was news all around the train about The Boy Who Lived. They were whispering about it right outside his door. It was very annoying. Harry had finally understood how things went when he was in train in his old dimension.
Harry was bored listening to people walking by his compartment door and talking about The Boy Who Lived. His owl Hedwig who he recently bought from the Owl shop was sleeping peacefully as
always. They were the same owls. They acted very much alike. After giving her some treats, he eventually got tired and went into a deep sleep.
He woke up several hours later when a girl walked in his compartment.
Opening his eyes, he noticed the girl who entered his compartment was crying. It wasn't just any girl either! It was Hermione!
"Hello, are you ok?" Harry asked quietly while giving her a smile. Hermione looked to be so cute at eleven years old!
"I'm fine." She sniffed. Harry didn't say anything but conjured a tissue paper for her to wipe her tears. "Here, wipe your tears. Pretty girls like you shouldn't cry." Harry said giving her a heart winning smile. She gave a watery smile and thanked him.
"How did you do that?" Hermione asked.
"Do what?" Harry said confused.
"Make tissue." She said giving him a curious look.
"Oh, well it's conjuring, a type of transfiguration." Harry said smiling.
He wasn't going to hide all his powers, but he was going to show others he was smart.
She smiled in returned.
"Oh, I read about it. I think Transfiguration and Charms are the most interesting subjects." She said smiling at a person who was actually nice to her.
"Yes. Hey, I don't mean to pry, but do you feel ready to tell me why you are crying? No one wasn't making fun of you, were they? If so, I'll go teach them a lesson not to mess with pretty girls." Harry
said while acting posing like a Knight in shiny armour. She giggled and gave him a smile. It was rare for her to see someone being so nice and friendly to her, unlike some guys she met on the train earlier. "Yes, someone was calling me names I think, but its ok, you don't have to teach them a lesson. "She said seriously.
Harry smiled. With a quick spell on his robes, which had turned into armour, he had conjured a sword on his other hand.
"I am Sir Harry Potter! I am here at your request my royal princess." Harry said talking gallantly while bowing at her like she was royalty.
She started to giggle and then turned into a full-blown laughter. Harry laughed with her. Hermione was really impressed. She read that transfiguration was really difficult, the bigger the transfiguration, the more difficult. She was impressed that some person her age could do high transfiguration. She knew she would have to study really hard if she wanted to become close to his level.
'He must a Pureblood.' Hermione thought.
After dismissing the spell, they began to talk a bit to get to know each other. Harry found out that the ones making fun of her was Ron and Neville. It really pissed him off greatly. He then heard that Hermione tried to stop them when they were about to fight Draco and his goons, but then they told her to shut up. Neville told her she was annoying and to go away. Malfoy called her a Mud blood, but she didn't know what it meant. She knew it was awful word though. Harry had to explain to her what the word meant. She looked like she was about to cry again. But Harry comforted her. He never liked seeing Hermione cry. She was always like a sister to him. After some more prying, he found it out that Neville was starting trouble already. Things were getting troublesome. He inwardly wondered how much was going to change with Neville being The Boy Who Lived and Ron making her cry early. "So, what house do you think we'll be in?" She asked after calming down. Harry remembered how the Hat wanted to put him in Slytherin, but fuck that; he'll threaten to burn it, if he's not in Gryffindor.
"I want to be Gryffindor. My mum and dad were a Gryffindor." Harry smiled. "Ravenclaw doesn't sound so bad."
"Me to, I read that Gryffindor is the best. Ravenclaw sounds nice. I wonder how you get put in your house. The books I read had never said it." She said smiling.
"Oh, that's easy. A magical living that tells you. It's magical. It reads your personality and tries to see what kind of person you are. I really don't know, but I think I have some Slytherin of the personality for a Slytherin, but I'm a Gryffindor at heart." Harry said truthfully while thinking about the hat.
"Are you serious, a magical hat? I was thinking some sort of magical test with a wand or something."
She wondered.
"A test? Where did you get that idea?" Harry asked. She gave an embarrass look.
"I was eaves dropping on Neville Longbottom and Ronald Weasley. They said it was a test on
magic."
Harry laughed.
"Just so you know, I heard rumours that Ronald Weasley's older brothers were pranksters. They
probably gave him some weird ideas, like fighting a troll or something." Harry said smiling at his new friend.
Hermione had laughed at the thought of the 1st years fighting a troll. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the old memory of him, her, and Ron fighting a Troll.
After some small talk, Harry decided to teach her some useful 1st year spells. She was amazed at the knowledge that Harry knew. She was bugging him with questions and theories. She was even asking him for demonstrations and then suddenly, she ceased talking much to his confusion.
"Sorry, I just get excited when I ask questions. People say I tend to annoy people when I ask so many questions. Sorry to annoy you." She said not wanting to lose the first person that had been nice to her on the first day.
Harry didn't say anything until he grabbed her hands in his and spoke.
"You're welcome to ask me any questions you want. I understand that you're a Muggleborn, well that's ok, just ask me whatever, and I'll help you. What are friends for?" Harry said smiling.
She smiled back happily.
"Really? You'll be my friend?" She asked.
"Of course!" Harry smiled.
She giggled and smiled. She then explained how she never had any friends. People would always ignore her because she was a bossy and brainy. Harry comforted her and told her it'll be ok, and he would always be there for her. She smiled and hugged him again. When they got onto their robes, they approached Hogwarts as usual.
One thing was for sure at Hogwarts, you could hear Neville bragging to everyone around him about how he was an excellent flyer, and that he was going to be in Gryffindor and how come he became The Boy Who Lived to the Muggleborns who was looking at him in awe. Harry had only rolled his eyes at this.
Neville had such an ego. It's hard to see the difference between his old friend Neville and this one.
Carefully, Harry took the time to observe everything while everyone was chatting excitedly. He noticed there were no new faces compared to his old dimension.
When they approached the Great Hall, everyone was waiting for McGonagall. Hermione was in lecture mode telling Harry about the bewitched sky she heard about.
"Hermione, I know, I read Hogwarts, A History as well." Harry said smiling at the intelligent girl who
was now blushing.
Hermione blushed and mumbled she forgot.
Harry didn't say anything but pat her shoulder telling her he wasn't angry. When they heard about how they were sorted, Harry and Hermione silently laughed at the ridiculous theories. A while ago while they are riding the train, Harry had told her the secret of the sorting. He explained to her how the hat defines people and puts them in a House. Something strange did happen while they were waiting for McGonagall to come back and tell them
when they were ready. When the ghosts had appeared, you could hear them talking about Peeves about forgiveness and forget. When McGonagall returned, the 1st years began to follow the Transfiguration teacher.
Everything was a bit the same as his old dimension… however…
The Bloody Baron who was following the rest of the ghost's silently had suddenly stopped halfway and switched his gaze toward him. Staring at him for a moment with an unreadable expression, the Bloody Baron had turned away in deep thought.
Harry had never remembered seeing the Bloody Baron in deep thought before in his dimension. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he saw McGonagall had put the sorting hat down on a stool
and it burst into a song:
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll myself if you can find,
A smarter hat then me,
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat,
And I can cap them all,
There's nothing hidden in your head,
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So, try me on and I will tell you,
Where you ought to be,
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their darling, nerve, and chivalry,
Set Gryffindors apart.
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patients Hufflepuff are true,
And unafraid of toil.
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, If you're a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind,
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk will use any means,
To achieve their ends,
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands,
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
When the song had ended, the whole hall had immediately burst into applause as the hat finished its song. It bowed to each of the four tables and then became still again.
Taking a moment to nod to Dumbledore, McGonagall immediately began calling the names. As this was going on, Harry was listening at the same time analysing the teachers at once. Quirrell was up sitting on the staff table and Harry could sense the dark energy around him from where he was standing. It was faint, but it was there. The look Snape was sending Harry was enough for Harry to
glare back with cold eyes. Harry knew he couldn't just point fingers at Quirrell. He was going to watched him carefully from the shadows with his shadow abilities. Speaking of watching Quirrell, his thoughts travelled to the
Chamber of Secrets and Hagrid. Harry knew he was going to have some trouble lifting Hagrid's un-justice expulsion next year. However, he wouldn't worry about it now. He would take care of it next year when Ginny had the diary.
Harry knew he could only interfere at the end of the years where everything started to unfold. He had to do this because if he would interfere too early, the end results could have endless possibilities, and someone could die if he made a mistake. Every year there was trouble, and he didn't want to lose his advantage because of a stupid mistake he made. If there was one year, he knew he couldn't make a mistake, it was his 4th year. He was going to stop Voldemort before things got out of hand. First, he was going to let everything go at its usual pace until the final task came. He would wait until Voldemort's resurrection was completed and then he would act… no… Instead of just waiting until Voldemort was resurrected, he would wait for Voldemort to summon all his Death Eaters first and then he would take action. It would be like killing two birds with one stone. If he had to risk revealing his true self, then he would have to let it be so. It would be a small price to pay.
The revelation of who he truly was or the risk of the second war which had involved revealing
the Wizard World to the Muggle World.
Then again, with Neville being The Boy Who Lived, he wondered how things would play out. Should Neville not save the Sorcerer's stone, he knew he would have no choice but to stop Voldemort regardless of letting things go with the flow. It was like what Ginny had told him in his old universe.
He was a hero and there was no way he was going to let things happened unless he could do something about it.
"Hermione Granger!" McGonagall said out loud, interrupting his thoughts.
Unlike his old dimension when Hermione ran up greedily, she stood up and walked forward with a confident aura. Harry was simply amazed at how confident she was.
It was on her head for at least a minute, until it blurted out.
"Gryffindor!" Immediately the Gryffindors cheered for her.
Then the sorting continued. Harry saw that Dumbledore was eyeing Neville warmly.
This had caused Harry to inwardly roll his eyes. Wait till Dumbledore see how Neville turned out.
Harry was snapped out of his thoughts again when Neville was called.
"Neville Longbottom!" McGonagall shouted. Immediately everyone began to whisper and gasp in
surprise.
He walked up as arrogantly as he could like Draco Malfoy and for some reason, Harry knew at that
moment, he might be this dimensions only hoped to destroy Voldemort.
'I definitely have a bad feeling about him.'
As Neville sat on the stool for a few minutes, Harry could see Neville was paling noticeably. Using his Legimency on both Neville and the sorting hat, he could hear Neville pleading the hat to not put him in Slytherin. But with his kind of attitude, he doubts Neville had the attitude to be brave. He would probably be fitted in Slytherin or even Hufflepuff.
Before Harry could wonder what, the hat's decision would be, the sorting hat had shouted out loud,
Gryffindor!
Neville had only sighed in happiness.
Harry knew it was luck. Neville was quite lucky to be not sorted into another house.
When his name was finally called, he walked up with slowly with an aura of pure confidence and power. A lot of the girls who had noticed him stepping out of the line had heart shapes in their eyes with a slight drool coming down their lips. You could see that he was a heartthrob of the little ankle biters, and he knew he was quite the looker for a young age. He stood at around at most 4 foot 6
inches, was quite muscular for his age with green eyes that matched with his short black hair that stuck out everywhere. It gave him a roguish innocent look that all the girls seemed to go crazy for. To the girls, he was going to be one hell of a hot guy in the future. When he sat down on the stool, the hat had said nothing which had confused Harry for a bit until the hat spoke out loud so that everyone could hear. "Would you please lower your Occlumency shields?" The hat said out loud. There were some whispers, but Harry ignored them and lowered his barriers. Dumbledore was surprise even though he didn't show it. Snape, however, was looking wide eyes seeing that a 1st year knew occlumency, not to mention it was the son of his arch-nemesis. Before Harry could let the Hat speak, he spoke to the hat mentally.
"Can you please not sort me into Slytherin? Any other houses will do, but not Slytherin. If I am to be put in Slytherin, I will not participate as a student here. I would prefer Gryffindor. Ravenclaw wouldn't sound so bad. Oh yes, if you can, will you not reveal anything you see in my mind to anybody? Not even Dumbledore please." Harry said in a respectful tone, but you could hear a threat somewhere in his tone when he mentioned Slytherin. He really didn't want to use his inherited
abilities as the Heir of Gryffindor to force the hat to sort him into Gryffindor.
"Yes. Very well, since you asked nicely. I will never put someone in a house that they are strongly objecting against. As for revealing information, do not worry. I am not allowed to reveal private information from a person's mind without permission." The hat said in his mind. "Especially Godric
Gryffindor's heir."
"But first, let's see… What's in your mind…? Hmm… a dimensional traveller… oh my… an Heir of Slytherin and the true Heir of Gryffindor… Incredible… What's this? A Parsel-mouth! Very interesting and you were The Boy Who Lived in your world. Oh yes, your very powerful, you defeated the Dark Lord at the age of 17 and can easily defeat Albus Dumbledore. You were trained personally by
Dumbledore and the Flamel's and even killed a Basilisk to boot. This is very impressive indeed and very interesting. I haven't sorted a person like you in the longest of time. And you carry the wand of the Last Wizard King Azeroth? Hmm… What's this? You're a… unbelievable, a Shadow Mage! There hasn't been a Mage in eight hundred years! I must admit, Slytherin would really suit you, but you
detest Slytherin… How about Ravenclaw?" The hat paused. "You have knowledge that surpasses any 7th year or any magical college here in Europe. Yet Ravenclaw does not suit you… How about Hufflepuff? Yes, you're quite fair and usually don't judge others by its cover. No, you would cause a riot in that house. Yes, you will do very well in Gryffindor. You have characteristics of all the houses. Amazing, I'm not sure if I want to sort you or just…" He was suddenly interrupted by someone's yelling.
"What's taking so long? It's been five minutes!" A Slytherin said looking at his watch.
That's when Harry noticed it was indeed five minutes since he had sat down. Everyone was whispering while Dumbledore gave the hat on Harry's head a strange look.
Neville, who was in background, laughed.
"Maybe he's a squib? Or the hat just won't accept him? I heard the Potters were weak." It wasn't funny, but some people laughed with him because he was famous and wanted to get on his good side.
Harry was about to stand up and blast him away. No one talks about his family that way, he was proud of his family after he had met them, and hell would he let anyone taunt his family. The Boy Who Lived or not, Neville was about to get serious punishment in front of everyone. Hell with his future, he was about to throw it down with The Boy Who Lived… and the first spell he was going to use was the most powerful stinging hex he knew… until the hat spoke out loud.
"Mock him all you want Longbottom, but he has the characteristics of all four houses, something no one has had in 400 years of my sorting. It would be wise to not make him an enemy. So do not mock me on how I should sort little Gryffindor! You may have survived the killing curse, but the potential in him will make you nothing but a little pebble to him little Wizard!" The Hat said coldly.
Everyone was speechless. Someone who has the characteristics of all four of the houses. It was the most unusual sorting they had ever witness. Out of all the people in the Great Hall, only Dumbledore remain not shocked, but inwardly he was. 'This child is indeed powerful. He would be powerful ally if the sorting hat even admits he is powerful. I must talk to Lily and James later.' Dumbledore thought to himself as the sorting hat had
made up its mind.
"Gryffindor!" The hat shouted.
Harry was in shock, though he didn't show it. The hat just revealed that he was powerful player at Hogwarts, and now Voldemort and Dumbledore was going to keep an eye on him! He got up but kept an emotionless mask on, but he glared at Neville for calling his family weak. Neville saw the glare and squeaked while turning away. Before Harry was about to leave for the Gryffindor table, the hat
spoke.
"Mr. Potter, your power and potential are great. Whatever your plans to do with it, do it wisely.
Come visit me sometimes so I may talk with you." The Sorting Hat said cryptically.
Harry bowed respectfully and walked to the silent Gryffindor table.
The entire Hall was quiet. The sorting hat had NEVER talked out unless yelling the House name and beginning introduction. They just thought it sorted people.
When Harry sat down, he noticed there were many sets of eyes on him, but he just ignored it. Hermione was eyeing him with awe. Not knowing how to explain what happened, he gave her a weak smile in which she returned.
When the sorting was done, the feast began. Before everyone could talking and introduce themselves, suddenly everyone around Harry was staring at him at him again. 'Now what?' Harry thought to himself miserably.
He noticed that people really weren't staring at him again, they were staring at something behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the Bloody Baron floating directly behind him while giving an eerily look that would scare any Hogwarts student. He had his arms cross and floating behind Harry looking menacing. Too bad Harry wasn't like all the other students, he wasn't scared of
a ghost. He knew just the right spell to exorcism any ghost that he hated… even Peeves. So, he stood there and waited. The Baron did nothing but give Harry a small grin that looked quite menacing on his face and began floating closer to him. Harry for some reason felt uncomfortable with it, but didn't show any fear, he remained impassive about it and showed no expression of fear or curiosity. When the Baron was close enough, he slowly raised his hand and touched Harry's forehead where Harry's supposedly lightning bolt scar was supposed to be at. With a nod and a whisper to Harry, he floated back to the Slytherin table across the Hall while everyone was giving Harry awe, astonish, and curious looks. After a few minutes of silence, everyone slowly went back to eating, but was giving him curious looks occasionally. Nearly Headless Nick was giving Harry a strange look, a look that was mixed with respect and curiosity.
Harry said nothing but went back to eating. For some reason, unlike his dimension, it was an unspoken rule for first years in Gryffindor to introduce themselves to everyone in Gryffindor. When it came to Harry's turn, everyone nearby him was paying extra attention and was waiting for
his introduction. "My name is Harry James Potter. I recently turned eleven. My favourite colour is black, gold, and green.
My mum is a Muggleborn, and my dad is a Pureblood. Both were witch and wizard in their time and in Gryffindor. I like Quidditch." Harry said dully as if he not interested. After all the introductions were done, and lastly hearing Neville's poor story of how he survived the killing curse, everyone began getting to know each other. Not wanting to be lonely throughout the rest of his god knows how long he was going to be here or be stuck with only Hermione to talk to… Harry tried to make friends with everyone at the Gryffindor table. Hermione did the same.
At some point during the conversation, Ron had tried to talk to him, but Harry just remained impassive. He wasn't overly friendly, but he remained polite and patient towards his ex-best friend after what he had did to Hermione. Not much to Harry's surprise, the first people that Hermione talked to was Lavender and Parvati, they weren't interested in what she was talking about school at first, so she moved on and talked to Percy Weasley who was explaining to her about what classes were given towards firsts years and what was taught.
After a few laughs Harry had with Fred and George, he began drifting towards Percy for a conversation with Hermione. "It's weird you know. I never seen the Bloody Baron acted like that before. You must be something very special if the Baron did something like that." Percy said in a professional manner.
Harry nodded along. He had still remembered the whispering words the Bloody Baron gave him.
You may try and fool everyone, but you can't fool me. I know who you are, and I warn you, don't try to change to many things that have to come to past. Things are quite differently here then your original world. Have a good day, Heir of Gryffindor…
Harry thoughts were interrupted when Neville spoke out loud, gathering everyone near them their attention.
"Is it possible for us to play Quidditch as a 1st year? I really wanted to play for the Quidditch team, even though they said 1st years couldn't have a broom, do you think they'll let us if we show them, we play good enough?" Neville asked. There were shakes of heads. "Nope, there hasn't been a 1st year Seeker for… I don't know. Two centuries? I doubt they'll break it and now." Neville frowned.
"But I'm The Boy Who Lived! I'm sure they'll let me."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Just because you survive the killing curse, doesn't mean they'll just let you in to play Quidditch as a 1st year. You got to have lots of skills and talents to play you know." Harry said quietly. The others around him agreed, while Neville just threw him a sharp glare in which Harry ignored. He knew he should be learning to mind his own business, but he just wanted to take a jab at Neville who was annoying him about The Boy Who Lived this and The Boy Who Lived that. After another several minutes of discussion between Quidditch and other school matters, Harry had finally began opening to Ron a little bit at the end of the feast. When Dumbledore had finally began his closing speech and ending it, everyone began leaving the Great Hall. Looking over his shoulder, Harry gave one last time before he headed to bed. Dumbledore, Snape, and all the ghosts were watching him. Harry did nothing of course. He knew the reason why they were watching him. No doubt the Ghosts knew he was Dimensional Traveler
and Dumbledore was intrigued at his sorting and admitting that he was a powerful Wizard. Walking towards the Gryffindor tower, they bumped into Peeves. Harry wasn't in the mood for Peeves.
He was holding Dung bombs. Percy was trying to stop Peeves, but when Peeves was about to drop them on Parvati and Lavender, Harry whipped out his wand and cast a minor exoticism spell that had hit Peeves through his chest. He yelled in pain and flew toward the walls while swearing at Harry on the way.
Parvati and Lavender immediately squealed at Harry as if he was their hero and Parvati, much to Harry's shock, kissed him on the cheek as a 'Thank you.'
Ignoring the fact that Ron and Neville were giving Harry jealous looks, and Hermione giving Parvati and Lavender the cold eyebrow, Percy began explaining to everyone that the only person that Peeves feared was the Bloody Baron and not many people could cause pain to a ghost in the Wizard World. This instantly made everyone stare at Harry in awe. Even Percy, who was explaining it them, was giving him a curious look occasionally. When Harry entered the Gryffindor Tower, he was given a room with Neville and all the other Gryffindor boys, and they began chatting amongst each other. "Hello Harry Potter. Allow me to introduce myself again. I am Neville Longbottom, The Boy Who Lived. I'm a Pureblood." Neville said in a pompous Fudge way. Harry raised an eyebrow. "Hello. I'm Harry, a Half-blood. It's a pleasure to meet you guys. I hope we can all be great friends." Harry said rolling his eyes inwardly. That sounded kind of corny.
"I'm Ronald Weasley, call me Ron. I'm a Pure blood. Pleasure to meet your mates."
"Dean Thomas and a Muggle-born, I think? Pleasure to meet you guys as well."
"Seamus Finnegan, also a Pureblood. Nice to meet you mates."
That all began to have some small talk, Ron was speechless of having The Boy Who Lived in his room as a roommate as well as Seamus. Dean was confused at first, until it was explained to him, then he began to look at Neville as if he was celebrity. Harry was the only one not impressed, which caught everyone's attention.
"Harry Potter, isn't it? You related to James and Lily Potter?" Neville asked.
Harry gave a shrug.
"Hmm… I heard from my parents that your parents and mines were once friends, but they were no longer friends because yours were jealous of mines because I was The Boy Who Lived and that…."
Neville said baiting him and trying to make everyone in the dorm thinking Harry was just jealous like parents and that was why he wasn't impressed, but Harry interrupted his well pompous speech.
"Sure… but from what I understand, my parents were not friends with yours anymore because your family was turning big headed and turning into the Malfoy family with all that attention." Harry said not caring. He began reading one of his advance schoolbooks that should only be read unless you're going to a Magical University after Hogwarts. He had found it in his mother's private library, and
found it to be quite interesting.
"How dare you talk to me that way? I'm The Boy Who Lived!" Neville said in anger. "Don't you dare compare me to those Death Eating scum! I have survived the Killing curse from the Dark Lord, and you should show me some respect for it. If it wasn't for me, the Wizard World would have been
destroyed by You-Know…"
"You mean Voldemort?" Harry said not caring. He knew how to shut people up. Just say Voldemort's name, and it would always work on people who feared his name. By the look of things, Neville was scared to say Voldemort's name.
Neville flinched while Ron and Seamus gasped. Dean just gave a questioning look. He was explained about the history of Neville and the Dark Lord, but he didn't understand the fear of the name.
Yet…
"Y-You s-said You-Know-Who's name!" Ron stuttered.
"Fear of the name only increases the fear itself. Why do you fear his name? He's not going to come and get you every time you say his name." Harry said not caring. He hated it when people tried to interrupt him as he read. It was annoying. Ron and Seamus instantly gave Harry looks of admiration while Neville gave Harry an angry look. "You think you are bad ass now that you can say his name without any worries in the world, don't you? You think you are so cool now huh?" Neville sneered. Harry turned away from his book and gave Neville an annoyed look.
"No, it's just a name. Why should I feel so cool about it for? Why are you so afraid of his name?
You're a Gryffindor and The Boy Who Lived, you of all people shouldn't be afraid of him" Harry said the last part sarcastically.
Neville sent Harry a look. He heard the sarcastic part. He was not brainless. He ignored Harry then on and started to talk to their other dorm mates.
Harry didn't say anything to Neville after that. Putting his book down and locking his trunk securely with multiple locking charms that only Dumbledore could open, Harry jumped in bed to sleep while his roommates were talking and laughing about some stupid jokes. Harry could hear the anger in Neville's voice. Harry knew he had just become an enemy of The Boy Who Lived, and it was very stupid of him to be trying to make an enemy. Then again, Neville should watch his step. He should have paid heed to the Sorting Hat's warning of not picking a fight with him.
Before Harry went to sleep that night, Harry remembered the last words of the Sorting Hat before he took it off and joined the Gryffindor table. You may have the blood of Godric Gryffindor in your blood, but your heart will always be a
Slytherin. Do not interfere with this time to early young heir, wait until the time is right, and then step in.
The next morning when Harry woke up, he had immediately Shadow teleported himself to the Room of Requirement and stayed there to think. The immediately began to plan about his stay here in this dimension. He was no strategist, but he
knew the basics of how to reach his goal. Okay. He knew he couldn't just point a finger at Quirrell and tell Dumbledore that Voldemort had possessed him. No. He was going to wait and bide his time. He was going to wait for the day when
Dumbledore left for the Ministry at the same time Voldemort would go after the stone, Harry would then intercept then. However, he would only do this should this timeline did not go right, and Neville would not fulfil his destiny. With his Shadow teleporting abilities, there was no way Voldemort could ever hope to defeat him, especially with a host like Quirrell. However, he knew he should be careful should Voldemort possess Quirrell immediately. Harry knew he couldn't reveal all
his abilities. He just hoped that Neville would stop Voldemort for him and save the time. As for the future of this dimension, if everything was going as plan, he should be alright and take down Voldemort and all the rest of his Inner supporters at the end of the 3rd task during 4th year.
Harry knew he should be careful in this dimension should Neville screw up. Should he make a small ripple, it could change event's quickly in the future. So, he decided he would only interfere at the end of the scenes if Neville screwed up. Like the Chamber of Secrets when Ginny got kidnapped by the spirit of Riddle and the 3rd task of the Tri-wizard tournament. Shit speaking of the tournament, he would have to find a way to participate if he wanted to get Voldemort somehow and make sure Neville stayed out of the way. Cancelling out his thoughts, Harry began working out physically intensely and began to do some of his intense Martial Art's Katas. During his work out, Harry was thinking about how he needed to get
back in shape. Even with his summer work out, his current body was still out of shape and his timing was all wrong when he practices his Martial Arts. Of course, eating healthy at the Potters, this Harry was healthy and tall like all the other 1st year students, but to Harry, it was still weak in muscle. After some tough working out, he decided to send his family a letter.
Dear Potter Family,
Hey everyone! How's everyone holding up? I was sorted into Gryffindor. The hat said I had characteristics for every house. I hope you're proud of me mum and dad. I miss you two. Yeah, I miss Leon as well. Give him a pat on the back from me.
Can you give Sakura,
Rosa, Sylvia, and Little Lily a big warm hug? Hogwarts is great so far. I made a few
friends at Hogwarts already. Some of them are nice, and some are not. Oh, and I met this girl named: Hermione Granger. She's a Muggleborn like you mum and reminds me of you. She's smart, kind, sweet, and of course intelligent. Now… now… don't blush mum, it's true. Tell dad I miss him terribly, it's boring without him here having to joke around and playing pranks on Uncle Sirius occasionally. Which reminds me, please tell Sakura she has permission to use my Nimbus 2000. I don't think I have any need for it here since 1st years can't play Quidditch. I met Neville Longbottom. I'm sharing a dorm with him. He's annoying. He's sure is cocky and big-headed. Mum, I saw Albus Dumbledore. He looks old, kind of loony if you ask me. But I shouldn't judge a book by its cover. I can tell that twinkle in his eye and kind expression on his face his just a mask. I know he is a very powerful person, knowing how much I read about him, he should be. I didn't meet all my teachers yet, but I know McGonagall is strict, and that there was this tiny looking Professor named Flitwick who is known to be a very cheerful person. I know about the rest of the teachers yet, but there's this man called Professor Snape, I don't like the way he looks at me, I can tell he is a meanie. Anyway, I'm getting hungry, so I'm go grab some breakfast. Oh, don't forget
to tell Uncle Sirius and Aunt Amy I said hello. Oh, if you see Yuna, wink at her and say 'Hey Yuna, I love the kiss you gave me!' Wink Just kidding mum.
Please don't tell her that.
Love you lots
P.S. Especially you and Little Lily
After taking a quick shower, he went immediately to sit by the Gryffindor table. People were eyeing
Neville whispering and pointing. Of course, he was The Boy Who Lived. They were doing the something when Harry was in his original dimension. Neville had sent Harry a dirty glare.
Those who were following him early like a lost puppy had followed suit. Harry rolled his eyes. How childish they all were at this age. Harry then noticed as he sat down, that Hermione was sitting with Parvati and Lavender. He prayed to God she wouldn't turned into them. Sure, Parvati and Lavender were alright,
but he knew he wouldn't be able to handle a giggling girl like Hermione in this world. It would be too scary.
Then again… he remembered how Parvati and Lavender rejected her because she was bossy and unpopular. He hated how some people only befriended her only because she was smart or when they needed help with homework. Knowing Hermione, she could never resist helping people. He remembered how she told him he had a 'Saving people thing.' Hrmp! More like she has the 'Helping people thing.' It wasn't a bad trait of hers. To Harry, he loved her like a sister at some times. He
remembered Ginny once told him Hermione had feelings for him. He remembered the conversation.
It was a conversation that day that he would never forget.
Flashback…
"Good morning sweetie." Ginny said waking up from beside him. She was naked but she didn't seem to mind not covering herself up.
"Good morning to you to, my beautiful little Fire Dragon." Harry replied while remembering how sweet everything went last night. Out of all the people he had sex with…. Ginny was far by the best. It wasn't Harry's first of course, but it was for Ginny.
"Mmm… I didn't think having sex was that good." Ginny said snuggling onto his chest while looking down at herself down. She noticed she had specks of blood down her legs and on Harry's bed sheets.
She winced at the pain between her legs. It was extremely painful last night. It had really did hurt, but sex with Harry Potter, the boy who she had always loved, it was worth it. Harry said nothing but had a goofy smile on his face. The way she was snuggling at him, it was cranking up his hormones again.
She kept moving around him on purpose trying to get him to turn on. She wasn't disappointed
either.
"God Ginny, you're killing me here. I'm trying to restrain myself here!" Harry said trying to control his teenage hormones.
Ginny giggled.
"That's what I love about you Harry. You're just too sweet and kind." Ginny said nibbling on his ear.
"Ginny!" Harry shouted when she began rubbing a certain part of his body.
She just purred at him in response.
Harry resisted the urge to get on top of her and pound her from behind with his long member, but he had to control himself. He was trying to practice self-control, it was useful in controlling emotions in battle, however even though he was succeeding most of the time, Ginny would always for some reason weaken him and it wouldn't work against her half the time. "You know Harry… I'm so happy I have you. So many girls desire you, and I don't understand of all
people you chose me." She whispered in tears.
"Ginny… you have something that no one else will ever have. You do know you had always brought out the best of me? Do you know that you are the only person that has ever made me weak? Do you know that I have self-control for everything, but for you, I can't resist?" Harry chuckled at the last
part. She giggled at his response and wiped some of her tears away.
"Correct, I can make you do anything I want, but it's odd, I'm not that pretty, why would you choose…"
"Enough." Harry interrupted while gazing at her chocolate brown eyes.
"Ginny, to me you're very pretty. Hell, you're beautiful. But I'm not just attracted to your looks; I'm attracted to everything about you. There are so many things I love about you. I don't know where to start. All I can say is, I want to spend every moment with you and every day of the rest of my life with you in my arms." Harry admitted. Ginny couldn't help but cried at his response.
"Harry, you really do love me, don't you?" She cried onto his chest.
Harry didn't say anything but lifted her chin up and kissed her passionately. Slowly and passionately, they began another round of sex. When they were done that round, they spent the next few moments staring into each other's eyes.
"Ginny, you said other girls desired me… who?" Harry asked. The only girls he knew that really desired him were Cho, Padma and a few others.
Ginny smiled and gave have him a pat on his head. She knew for some reason what he was thinking about.
"Harry, I know you're really experience when it comes to sex, last night proved it when you made love to me last night. I heard from Fleur how you took her flower at Headquarters when we were having girl talk. After Bill broke up with her, I heard how you comforted her, and how you two accidentally got drunk and got it on. I also heard from Parvati who talks too much that you stole her sister Padma's as well as Cho. Cho, I heard when she was drunk when they beaten
Hufflepuff at Quidditch. She was ravening to people closest to her how good you were in sex and how you popped her cherry. Harry… there are other girls out there that are crazy about you. They think just kissing you will send them to cloud nine, some of them wouldn't mind letting you shag them just because you're you." Ginny murmured in his ear. Harry didn't know what to say. Shit he thought Fleur promised not to mention it to anyone. Well at least she didn't tell Ginny they did it repeated for the next several hours after they had woken up. For some reason, Fleur was enjoying it, so how was Harry to say no to a part Veela? Another thing
he shouldn't mention was they still did it occasionally, when she was on guard duty watching him when he was training in duelling on his own, sometimes, when he was in the shower.
And then Parvati, he knew she had a big mouth. He couldn't believe Padma had told her twin sister.
Then again, Parvati always had a way to make someone talk, but she could never make him budge.
Padma was different then her sister, so she definitely wouldn't have blurted it out like Parvati would. He didn't want to do it with Parvati. He learned how she did almost every guy in their year and the upper year. Cho, on the other hand… damn it, she blew it. Of course, Cho and Harry did it a couple dozens of times. Harry gave her his virginity when she gave him hers. He had to admit, it was a great feeling with Cho. They did it to her so many times, he lost count. Finally
after their last official date, they began to finally realize they weren't meant to be together.
'Oops' he was getting off track there. Harry was very surprised that Ginny was taking this in a very mature way. Harry felt slightly happy knowing that Ginny was not bad knowing about it.
"Anyway…" Harry said snapping himself out of his thoughts.
"So, who are these other girls my little Fire Dragon?" Harry asked while nibbling on her ear.
Ginny immediately turned to him flashing her eyes dangerously.
"Whoa Gin, calm down there my little fire dragon, I just wanted to know so I can stay clear of them." He said nibbling on her nipple. "Don't want to keep their hopes up. Anyhow, you are the only girl in my life anyway. And that's the truth. No girl can match you anyway. I will love you for eternity. You are the light of my life and the blood of my heart; you are everything to me and I will always love you." Harry said giving her an intent look that he meant every word of it.
Ginny immediately softens and fell in love all over him again. Hearing Harry's tone she knew he was dead serious.
"Oh Harry, I love you so much." Ginny said moving herself up and getting comfortable by sitting on top of waist, and hinting to him that she wanted another round of sex. Harry said nothing but gave her a wide-eyed grin expression.
She giggled at his sexy grin that so many girls like her couldn't resist.
"If I tell you who the girls are… will you make love to me again?" Her eyes practically brightening like a star.
"Ginny!" Harry said shocked.
"I would make love to you anyway. You're just too beautiful to resist. Besides, whenever you want to, just ask me. I can never say no to a beautiful body like that." Harry said giving her a patronizing
look. Ginny began to tear up, but she wiped he eyes furious aggravated at her tears of love. "Good answer." She smiled. Harry didn't say anything after that and looked deep into her chocolate brown eyes that was full of love and caring.
"Harry, did you know that Hermione likes you?" Ginny stated.
That gave him a shock…
"W-What?" Harry stuttered in response.
Ginny looked down and began hopping herself on top of Harry's now harden member. While she was hopping on top of it, she began speaking through each moan.
"Yes, she admitted it to me when she confronted me. She told me to never break your heart. She told she really does love you, but she knew you only saw her as a sister. So, she knew she couldn't make you fall in love with her."
"But I thought Ron…"
"She likes Ron to, but she likes you best. You have qualities of a guy that no one can match. Tell me Harry… did you ever have an argument with her besides the Firebolt incident? Do you get on her nerves everyday like Ron? Do you always come to her for homework like every guy at Hogwarts when they need help on their homework? Don't you always support her in everything? Ohh… that felt nice
Harry… do it again. Yes… right there… where was I again? Oh, don't you always comfort her when she was down? During her 1st year, she knew Ron wouldn't have come to help her from the troll if it wasn't for you. You were her first friend Harry. You are someone who she could always rely on. Do you know she liked you since 1st year? Why do you think Cho was jealous during your 5th year of
Hermione? It was as a clear as day she like you."
Ginny couldn't help but let out a loud moan as she came. She continued to hop on to him. As she did this, she began panting out, "I saw that kiss she gave you during your 4th year near the train. I admit I was jealous… but… Harry you are her everything. Without you, she would probably just be a lonely person at Hogwarts. You tend to bring the best out of people. You do realize if it wasn't for you, she would have become a shell at Hogwarts? She would be alone and have no one. She can tell in everyone's eyes that she's annoying and bossy. But she keeps moving on because she knows you are the only one in the world that will see her for who she was. If it wasn't for your help, Ron would never even admit his feelings for her.
Now she has Ron and me to know that we will always be here for her. You do realize it don't you?" Ginny asked while letting out a long moan of pleasure which signalled to him that she just came again. Harry not far away from her, came inside of her as well. They had used a magical protection spell that she could not get pregnant. Ginny didn't want Harry getting ideas with getting with Hermione, but he needed to know the truth. Harry was speechless. All those times he helped Hermione. All those times she would help him, it made sense. He knew if it wasn't for him, Ron would have never come and rescued her. She would have died that night if Harry Potter never existed. She never did have any friends until that
Halloween that night. Harry was speechless again. Hermione actually loved him. But he couldn't return it back to her. He was in love with Ginny and only Ginny for the longest time. He thanked God that he managed to hook Ron up with her before he dated Ginny. She would have been probably heart broken when he told her he was dating Ginny. Then again… she was probably hurt and hiding her feelings during his 5th year when he was being consoled by her when he and Cho kissed. For some reason, he felt like a jerk. Ginny saw all the emotions passing his eyes. It hurt seeing him look like he was feeling bad for others. She knew this was one of his strong weaknesses. She quickly snapped him out of his thoughts when she kissed him passionately. "There are other girls, but now you owe me something in return. After each round, I'll reveal one girl at a time, but go easy sweetie, I'm still hurting inside." Ginny whispered seductively while wincing at bit at the pain between her legs. Her inside muscles were throbbing like mad, but she did not want their day to end. Harry's face turned to a smile and agreed. Who would reject the offer from a cute naked red head that was lying on top of him? The next several hours of the weekend they were quite busy in his private room of Hogwarts having 'fun.'
End of Flashback
By the end of breakfast, mail came in. His own family owl Silver-Star flew among the owls and went directly toward him and dropped off a letter. She drank a bit of his juice and flew off. Opening the letter, he noticed it was from mum. She knew he didn't like sweets, so she baked him some her cookies. It wasn't as great as his, but nevertheless, it was mum's old cooking. While he was chewing on some of it, he began reading the letter sent from his family.
Dearest Sweetheart,
How's school? I hope you were sorted into Gryffindor like your father and I. Ravenclaw doesn't sound too bad. Hufflepuff isn't as well. Anyhow, your father says hi and so have your younger brothers and sisters. Yuna says 'Hi,' with a blush… Sirius says it's time for you to make sure you do some serious pranking and don't disappoint him, because he and your father hasn't had a single letter saying you got into trouble yet. They think you either were too good to get caught, or you're not doing any pranks period.
Your Aunt Amy slapped him and says hi and to ignore the prat.
I miss you sweetie; it feels so lonely without you. I noticed that these past few months, I've been spending more time with you then your brothers and sisters. I tried to spend some time with them now, but they say they have other things to do. Poor old me…
I wish you were here so we could talk. Lily's been crying none stop ever since you left, she's been moody and not talking to anyone. If you can, send her a letter, she would love to hear about you! Well bye for now! Love you honey!
Lots of Love…
Mommy…
Harry smiled he finished reading the letter while blushing a bit. It's kind of funny if you think about how she signs off her letter as mommy and sometimes talk to him like he was still a child. He didn't mind of course. He never had a family until he was sent to this dimension. He missed his family a lot. He missed his mum more than anyone. He was getting really attached to his mother than anyone else in his family, but he couldn't help it. You would think he would be attached to his dad, but he didn't like pranks, he wasn't born a joker. Leon was a real prankster. He was number one with it. He showed real promise he had to admit. Besides he could tell his father liked Leon best, everyone seems to have the conclusion that Leon
takes after dad, Quidditch Player, and Prankster, while he himself took after their mum and some of their dad. His sisters would act with a mixture of both mum and dad. Now… everyone in the family loves to play Quidditch. It definitely runs in the blood. For now, everyone considers him not a flyer type, but he wanted to show them up one day. He wanted to show his father he was one of the best and he was no slouch in Quidditch. Writing a quick note to his mum to read to his youngest sister, he began to think about his youngest sister. She was so adorable, he loved her to bits
Dear Little Lily,
Hey Lily! How are you? I hope you have been behaving to mum and dad. I got a letter from mum saying you been a bad girl lately. I'm disappointed in you. Just kidding! I miss you sis, it's so boring here at Hogwarts, and classes are about to start later.
The food here at Hogwarts is great! It tastes very good, but of course my cooking is better.
Anyway, I got to go now, love you to bits Lily! Don't cry anymore okay girl?
Love you sis,
Harry…
Harry couldn't help but smile as he packed the letter away. Today was the first day of class and he would finally be able to start over with his life again. One of his first goals in this dimension was to be the top student of his year no matter what. Even though he wasn't planning to show a lot of his powers, he was going to show everyone that he was brilliant. He definitely was going to show Snape
up. He knew Snape hated his father, especially when he's alive and have multiple spawns of Potters running around the wizard world. This year, he wasn't going to put up with any crap with Snape in this dimension. He read the 1st year potions book and the 2nd and 3rd yearbooks several times.
He just had to make sure he was ready for that self-centred man who was the reason why he lost his parents in his old universe… He promised he would make that old snake pay for what he had done in his old universe…