Harry hugged Luna to him as he looked over as a red faced Hermione entered the room with her wand in her hand, "Don't start, Madam Pomfrey gave her a clean bill of health a week ago. By the way Happy Birthday." He really had tried to be a good person and not fall to the temptation but Luna hadn't been able to sleep on the cot they had set up without having nightmares. That had led to her being in his bed, things had sort of spiraled from there.
Hermione flicked her wand at Neville's curtains and used a spell so that their conversation wouldn't wake Neville or Pansy. She put her wand back in her wrist holster. "Thanks and you and Luna aren't the problem..."
Harry asked, "What's the problem then?"
She muttered, "I sort of slept with Puck. I'm a monster..."
Harry blinked as his sleep addled mind tried to put the pieces together on why her falling asleep together with Puck was a bad thing, "What?"
"We were up late again trying to figure out a legal solution to the slavery problem and she sort of realized there wasn't one and started crying. I gave her a hug, one thing led to another and I had sex with her..."
Luna giggled as she opened her eyes and looked up at Hermione with a little smirk on her face, "About time."
Hermione stared at Luna, "What?"
"Oh please, you've been looking at her like she was candy since I met you. She's been looking at you the same way, I'm surprised you didn't notice."
Harry laughed at the gobsmacked look on Hermione's face, "Is she okay?"
Hermione said, "She's doing better than I am."
"So what's the problem?"
Hermione stared at Harry and Luna, "The problem is I just had sex with a twelve year old girl and I liked it."
Harry asked, "Did she enjoy it?"
"That's not the point and yes."
Harry looked over at Luna, "How old are you Luna?"
Luna said, "Ten, I turn eleven in another eleven days."
Harry said, "See, I'm worse than you are especially since I'm looking forward to fucking my sister at Christmas and my mother by the end of the year. Now either get in bed with us or go back and snuggle with Puck."
Luna said, "Or better yet, bring her back here and we can all have sex together."
Harry smiled as he reached his hand down between Luna's legs to play with her naughty bits, "I like that idea better, do hurry back."
Hermione blushed as she looked at Luna then turned around and left the room.
Luna pouted, "Was it something we said?"
Harry laughed as he leaned over and kissed her ear, "I don't think so."
Neville nearly choked on his tongue as he opened his curtain and saw Harry fucking a naked and squirming Puck while an equally naked Hermione played with Luna while Puck used her tongue on Hermione's bits. 'I'm going to have to get up early everyday from now on.' He felt a little guilty watching but justified it because if they really wanted privacy they could have closed the curtains.
Pansy pulled the curtain open, "Morning, oh."
Harry blushed as he realized that they had an audience. "Sorry..."
Puck stopped licking Hermione just long enough to say, "No stopping." before she went back to work.
Pansy giggled as she twisted around and started fingering herself while watched the entertainment.
Needless to say Hermione was more than a bit embarrassed by the time everyone was ready to head down to the great hall for breakfast. "If you mention any of this..."
Neville shook his head, "Technically speaking you didn't break any rules or laws. Besides, I don't want to be hexed for being an idiot and spilling my friends' secrets."
Harry said, "That and we'd never let you watch again, right?"
"That thought had crossed by mind though I really need a spell to edit Harry out of the scene, maybe I can charm some glasses."
Hermione smiled slightly, "That would be an interesting project."
Pansy giggled, "No thanks."
Harry looked at where Puck was hugging Luna, "Are you okay?"
Puck said, "More or less maybe a little less than the more."
"What's the matter?"
"I'm happy that we got to have some fun but I'm still sad that I'm not sure how we're going to fix the slave trade."
Harry said, "We'll just have to find some leverage we can use to put a stop to it without getting ourselves noticed. I've got a couple of ideas on how to fix things long term, in the meantime I plan to quietly figure out which slave girls would rather be elsewhere and see about buying them." He looked at Hermione and continued talking before her or Puck could raise an objection, "It's a stop gap measure at best."
Hermione sighed, "I don't like it but there isn't much we can do about it until we have a way to deal with the root of the problem."
Puck sighed, "What she said."
Pansy hugged Neville, "No worries here, I'm happy but I suspect there are at least a couple of girls that aren't happy. I'll ask around if you want?" She looked at Neville for permission.
Neville said, "Try to be a little discreet."
"Sure thing Master." She stuck her tongue out at Neville.
Harry said, "We should grab something to eat."
Luna said, "I could eat."
Puck sighed, "I still don't like the fact that we can't just free you."
Luna smiled at Harry, "I get to go to school a year early and I get Harry. I'm not going to say that I'm fine with what happened but right now, I've got something to focus on, if I didn't I might go a little crazy."
Harry pointed toward the doors, "Food, that way."
Hermione chuckled as they headed out.
Tracey Davis glanced around the empty hallway then said, "The twins are expensive but Susan is probably way out of your price range, she's a status symbol. That said, I don't think the Slytherins that own the twins would sell to you for anything resembling a half way reasonable price." She smiled, "But I might have a solution."
Harry looked over the smirking red haired Slytherin girl and said, "Let me guess, I give you the coin and you'll buy the girls for a fee."
Tracey said, "And they say Gryffindors are stupid."
Harry asked, "What type of fee are you looking for?"
"I want in."
"What?"
"Pansy indicated that your family is looking at dealing with the corruption in the ministry, I want to help."
"Why?" He wasn't all that surprised that Pansy had let something slip.
"Because I have no intention of getting sold into slavery if my father angers the wrong people. My brother Roger is safe because he's the oldest. I'd kill him but it would cause my mother all sorts of grief and I sort of like him. The problem as I see it is that at some point within the next six years the amount that my father has to pay in bribes will be more than I'm worth to him at which point he'll likely sell me for coin."
"That's rather harsh."
"My family has been in Slytherin or Ravenclaw for years, not because we're blood purists or cowards but because we're ambitious and don't like charging into things. We also don't have a lot of loyalty to idiots that don't deserve it which keeps us out of Hufflepuff."
"You're not blood purists?"
Tracey snorted, "We are to a point, I'd be disowned if I married a muggle and wasn't intending to kill him for his money or something but my parents wouldn't bat an eye if I married a powerful and intelligent muggleborn."
Harry said, "Don't take this the wrong way but I can see why you're in Slytherin."
"I'd be happier if we didn't have quite so many idiots in Slytherin but they do make it easier to turn a profit. I know you don't trust me, I don't blame you but you can trust that I'm a practical girl. If I help then I make money, if I screw you over then I lose the chance to make money. It's in my best interest to help."
"In that case, I'd appreciate it if you could purchase the twins by tonight so I can give them as gifts."
Tracey said, "That should be workable as long as you can get me the money before dinner."
Harry didn't see a problem with setting up the vanishing cabinet in his dorm so that he could get Tonks to cough up some of the money she looted out of Malfoy's trust account. "That shouldn't be a problem."
"Excellent, it's been a pleasure doing business with you Mr. Potter." Tracey smiled as she headed down the hall. While she wasn't expecting miracles she was hoping that Harry's family could do something about the insane government or at least toss enough wrenches in the works that she wouldn't get sold before she graduated. She had a couple of contingency plans to flee the country after taking her OWLs if it became necessary.
Puck stared at Harry then over at the naked ten year old twin girls that were kissing each other in Harry's dorm, "You're mental, you know that right?"
Harry asked, "Does that mean you don't like your birthday presents? One for each of you." He figured they'd be free or at least mostly free in an hour. It had taken his share of Draco's vault to buy the girls but he considered it gold well spent if it meant that he had more people on his side when he started causing problems for the ministry.
Hermione stared at the naked twin girls, "Don't take this the wrong way but I hate you right now."
"Why is that?"
"Because they look really cute but slavery is wrong."
Luna said, "It gets them into school a year earlier and they're better off with us than they are with the Slytherins."
Harry said, "They can't go back home, their parents sold them." In some ways Harry was looking forward to being done with this overly perverted world but he was having a blast with all of his classes and it was fun winding Hermione and Puck up.
Puck sighed, "We'll just have to take care of them as best we can."
Flora Carrow stopped kissing her twin sister and looked at Puck with a smile that missed innocent by a couple of miles, "We'll be good, we promise."
Hestia giggled as she ran her hands over her sister's naked bottom, "Just spank us if we're not good." She playfully spanked her sister's behind.
Hermione sighed, "I guess we can pay them a wage."
Flora giggled as she looked at Hermione, "I like her can we keep her?"
Hestia said, "I hope so. She's much cuter than our last owner."
Puck pulled her gaze off the twins and over at Hermione, "I guess that works since if we free them they'd have to leave the school and possibly end up in an orphanage or something."
Hermione looked at Harry, "It just feels wrong."
Harry said, "Would it make you feel better if I offered to give you your birthday spankings?"
Hermione said, "No." at about the same time as Puck said, "Yes."
Harry smiled at Puck, "Kinky."
Hermione looked at Puck, "You like being spanked?"
Puck said, "Birthday spankings are traditional in England, they're sort of fun depending on who is giving them." She looked at Hermione, "Please? My mum isn't here to spank me and you're the closest thing to an adult that I trust to do it right. It's either that or Professor McGonagall and I don't really think Head of House duties includes spanking children on their birthdays."
Harry snickered, "You're a lot naughtier than I thought."
Puck said, "I'm named after a spirit of mischief." She still thought the wizarding world was weird for allowing slaves but they could fix that. At least the classes were a lot of fun and she had friends.
Hermione sat down on Harry's bed, "Fine, only because I don't want someone else to hit you too hard."
Puck smiled as she crawled over Hermione's lap, "Thank you."
Luna giggled as she watched Hermione count out twelve playful spankings on Puck's behind.
Hermione said, "There."
Harry looked at Hermione, "You know, you're also a birthday girl."
Hermione said, "You're an evil wizard, you know that right?"
Harry laughed, "Nah, I'm just trying to enjoy my life while we're here. When in Rome and all that."
Hermione stuck her tongue out at Harry then crawled into his lap.
Harry smiled as he gave Hermione eighteen playful swats to her bottom. "That wasn't so bad was it."
Hermione mock pouted, "Yep, you'll just have to kiss it and make it better."
Puck rubbed her bottom, "Flora, I've got a job for you."
Flora snickered as she walked over and knelt down on the rug so that she was the right height to kiss Puck's bottom or lick her out as needed.
Luna smiled as she moved over to Hestia, "Shall we show them how it's done?"
Hestia said, "I think we should."
Harry thought, 'It's almost enough to make me not want to kill Voldemort or do whatever it is that causes me to jump.'
Harry smiled as he let his gaze wander over Hermione's naked body as she stared at the ceiling over his bed. "Not that I'm not enjoying the view but you look like you have something on your mind."
Hermione looked away from the ceiling and over at him, "A couple of things, the list has been piling up. I'm not sure you want to know one of them but I'm not sure you shouldn't know either."
"We're a team, right?"
"I know. Do you want the good news or the bad news first? The bad news is the thing I'm not really sure I want to tell you."
"Let's go with the bad so that we can get it out of the way."
Hermione sighed, "I might have found a way to bring people with us when we leave."
"I thought we covered this and decided that taking them to your library wouldn't be fair to the Harry that's staying behind."
"No, I mean I might have found a way to copy people to take them with us or at least sort of."
Harry asked, "Sort of?"
"The ancient ritual is a bit dark but it should work..."
"How dark are we talking about?"
"It creates a copy of the girl you're using it on and binds the copy to a bottle like a genie only without the fantastic powers."
"How is that dark?"
"Besides the fact that you're basically enslaving people?"
"Besides that."
Hermione hid her smile as she said, "You sort of need the person's heart."
Harry blurted, "What!"
Hermione said, "Don't worry, we it's a simple procedure to cut their hearts out and replace them with magical hearts..."
Harry snorted as he realized that Hermione couldn't keep a straight face. "Liar."
Hermione snickered, "It was funny and I'm only half joking which is what makes it a dark ritual."
"You're enjoying this world a bit too much aren't you?"
Hermione sighed as she sat up and looked at Harry, "I'm either going to laugh or cry. My parents don't remember that they had a daughter, one of my best friends killed me and I'm bound to the other."
Harry felt like asking if that was so bad but could understand some of her issues with the situation, "What's really required?"
"A girl's affection or 'heart', a couple of drops of blood, a year and a day and several illegal and or expensive ingredients."
"We have to do the ritual for a year and a day?"
Hermione snorted, "No, it's like brewing a potion, we start things and then let things sit."
Harry said, "How expensive and or illegal are the materials?"
"Somewhere before fairly and hideously expensive but I happen to know where we can find three of the most expensive ingredients."
Harry asked, "Where?"
"The Forbidden Forest, Knockturn Alley and the Chamber of Secrets."
"Please tell me that we don't have to hurt unicorns." He was really hoping that they didn't have to hunt down any unicorns because he wasn't sure if he was willing to go that far to take his friends with him.
"We don't have to hurt unicorns."
"Spiders as large as cars?"
"Yes."
The only thing Harry could think of that was in the Chamber of Secrets was the Basilisk, "Basilisk parts and what?"
"A heart from a magical being which is one of the things that makes this a dark ritual besides them being a slave to the bottle's owner."
Harry said, "Do Death Eater hearts work?"
Hermione said, "Anything from wizards, witches, goblins, house elves and hags were listed as being usable. The notes said to stay aware from dragon hearts but it didn't say why."
Harry shrugged, "We'll have to do some experimenting though not on family."
"Are you okay with using the Death Eaters for the rituals?"
"They served a madman of their own free will, at the very least they knew that it wasn't going to be puppies and rainbows. I've got no real issues killing several Death Eaters to bring a copy of my family with me. I'm still not sure why that's bad news."
"The bad news is the ritual was taken from an ancient tomb it only works on females. I'm not sure why."
Harry winced, "Hopefully we can figure out something. What's the good news?"
"The good news is that I found several rituals in the books from Borgins that we can probably use to increase our magical power."
"How many of them are dark?"
"My favorite isn't dark but it's not something that I would suggest right now as I actually want this world's Harry to have a happy life."
"What does it do?"
"It allows you to trades away your youth for magical power. The gain isn't normally worth the lost life but as you're jumping bodies it might actually be worth using once or twice if you find a Harry that isn't a good person."
"I can see that. Anything else?"
"There is a ritual that should help Harry a lot if you can pull it off. It's not normally much help but in this case it would be extremely helpful to him."
"What does it do?"
"Basically people hit their cap for magic at a certain age, they can practice and get more skilled but typically speaking their actual power doesn't increase much after a certain age. This ritual adds more time to that number."
Harry's eyes widened, "How much more time?"
"That seems to be the rub, you can only use the ritual once and it only increases the cap by the number of years you have until the cap. By the time most people get skilled enough to do the ritual they can maybe get an extra three or maybe four years out of things if they're exceptional. The ritual isn't dark but it isn't used much because it's complicated, expensive and most people can't pull it off before it's hardly worth doing. That said, you shouldn't have any problems casting the spells required with a bit of practice which means that the other Harry could benefit from ten or so years more magical growth than he'd normally have. Toss in a couple of other power increasing rituals and he'd be a magical powerhouse to rival the legends of Merlin."
Harry said, "When is the best time to do it?"
"The best time to do it would be Halloween. We'd lose more waiting for the Summer Solstice than the boost would help thus Halloween is the best time for that ritual. It would also give us the best chance of success."
"I want to look over the rituals that you found, maybe I'll see something you missed or come up with something that is completely crazy but might work."
Hermione said, "Sure. That brings up something else though, do you know what actually causes us to jump?"
Harry said, "No, the other Harry mentioned tasks. I'd assumed that killing Voldemort would jump us but that might not be the case. The problem is that I'd like to kill him before he kills any of the unicorns or students here."
"We haven't destroyed the diadem or book yet, we can leave the diadem with your parents in a lead box to be destroyed if we jump accidentally."
Harry said, "I think we need to spend a weekend collecting blood samples."
"That might be for the best. Then we can collect the materials we need and start creating the copies. After that anything we accomplish is extra."
"Sounds good."
Puck set her stack of books on Harry's desk and asked, "Did you find anything?"
Luna put her stack on the table next to Puck's stack.
Harry sighed, "Half a book that talks about a ritual that allows a person to steal magic by sacrificing other magical beings. Sadly or happily it's missing two thirds of the ritual."
Luna asked, "Any luck finding the other parts?"
"No, from what I can tell they've been lost for over five hundred years. No one has been able to duplicate the process or if they have they aren't talking about it. Anyone that has seriously went looking into it has suddenly decided that it can't be duplicated or gone missing which leads me to believe that someone is making sure that stuff like that can't be found." He figured they might have more luck finding the other parts in other worlds. It was something to keep his eyes out for at any rate.
Puck asked, "Do you have any rituals that we can use now?"
Hermione said, "There are a couple we can do to enhance your physical body but they're tricky and can go horribly wrong. Most of them shouldn't be used on children though there is a flexibility ritual that is best used when you're a teenager. Still, I'd rather wait until we've had a bit of practice with them."
Luna said, "There are a couple of hundred Slytherins around that we could practice on."
The last month and a half of being sneered at for being a Gryffindor had dropped Puck's opinion of most of the Slytherins down to less than crap. At least crap helped plants grow. "We should be able to ask Tracey about the worst Slytherins. She came through on the twins."
Hermione looked at Puck, "It's probably against the rules to experiment on other students."
"I looked it up, we just need their permission and a faculty member to sign off on our competency at the ritual we're using. That said, the ministry turns people into slaves why would I care what they think?"
Hermione was a bit surprised that her alternate didn't have more respect for the law, "What?"
"The ministry is evil, Hogwarts is trying but the teachers can't be everywhere and they have to try to play the neutral party in everything. Besides, I'm guessing that the Head Nurse can fix anything that goes wrong."
Harry smiled as he hugged Puck, "I think she's got the right idea."
Flora said, "We know a couple of people that would be better off dead."
Hermione asked, "Oh?"
Hestia scowled, "The things we heard some of the other slave girls complain about..."
Flora shivered, "I'm just glad we've got much better owners now."
"Same."
Hermione sighed, "The more I hear the less I like it here. At least the classes are great... oh."
Harry asked, "Oh?"
"We should get a copy of all of the female teachers so that we can continue training just in case something happens."
"That's not a bad idea."
Flora looked at Hermione, "Copy?"
Hermione said, "We found a ritual that lets us copy people."
Hestia grinned, "Triplets?"
Flora snickered, "Or more could be fun."
Puck said, "I think we need to raid the ministry at some point for the notes they have on the slave process..."
Harry asked, "Why?"
"It would give us a better idea of how to reverse the process."
Harry decided that Puck had a good point, the ministry obviously had some spells that weren't common knowledge that might be useful if they could steal them. "We'll look into raiding the place over Christmas when most of the employees have cleared out."
Hermione muttered, "Hopefully things go better this time around."
Harry felt a little guilty in what he was about to subject a couple of first year students to. He waited for most of the rest of the students to leave then pulled the trigger on his disillusioned and silenced shotgun. The enchanted lead slug ripped through Quirrell's head and splattered his brains on the wall of his defense classroom. He ran out of the room like the rest of the students and tried not to do anything that would cause the others to look at him funny or suspect that he had anything to do with the Professor's head exploding. He checked his watch, 'Three minutes until the polyjuice wears off and I stop looking like Ron.' He made his way toward one of the secret passages that he knew about that would allow him to put on his cloak and sneak back to the dorm, after all it wouldn't do for Harry to be seen when he was in a different class halfway across campus. 'Thank you Luna and polyjuice for alibis. At least I didn't jump worlds, then again he's not actually dead yet.'
Puck looked at the fifty foot basilisk that was dead on the floor of the Chamber of Secrets. "How the hell does a chicken kill something that large?"
Harry said, "I never actually found a good explanation for that." He looked over at Hermione, "You?"
Hermione said, "It probably has something to do with a basilisk being created when you use a frog and magic to hatch a chicken egg. Other than that I'm not actually sure."
Puck asked, "Will that damage the ingredients you need for the magic bottles?"
"It shouldn't."
Hermione looked at Harry, "Are you ready to cast the ritual?"
Harry said, "Not really but I should be okay."
Puck asked, "Why are you casting it here of all places?"
Harry said, "The ritual needs to be cast in an area with a high concentration of magic otherwise I'd just go back home and cast it. This is the only place in Hogwarts that I'm not worried about destroying that is secure enough that people won't interrupt us." He wasn't sure what using the ritual in the Room of Requirement would do to him or it but he wasn't willing to find out this time around.
"What do you need us to do?"
Harry said, "Drag me to the Nurse if this doesn't work other than that you can help Hermione." He was really hoping that didn't happen as it would lead to all sorts of bad things but he had a backup plan in that case.
Hermione said, "You can put on your dragon hide gloves and help me start rending the basilisk. After that I'll see about doing the flexibility ritual for you."
Puck said, "Thank you."
Harry woke up in the infirmary with a headache from hell, "Bloody hell." At least he hurt too much to be dead.
Madam Pomfrey looked down at Harry, "I'm not sure which is stupider, people eating poisoned chocolate they find on their bed or people that use dangerous magical rituals without supervision and no a seventh year does not count as proper supervision."
Harry asked, "Did the ritual work?"
Madam Pomfrey glared at Harry, "Amazingly enough yes."
McGonagall scowled at Harry, "Most likely by pure dumb luck."
Harry smiled slightly despite the pain in his head as he thought about Ron eating the mildly poisoned candy he had anonymously left for him, "In that case the idiot that ate the poisoned chocolate."
"This isn't a laughing matter Mr. Potter. We're legally obligated to inform the ministry upon the completion of any power boosting ritual as they're illegal without a permit. This could result in a fairly large fine."
Harry asked, "Do you have any evidence that I've completed such a ritual?"
Madam Pomfrey said, "Between what Miss Granger said, your admission when you asked if the ritual worked and the scans I took, yes."
James stepped into the infirmary with Dumbledore following behind him, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to object."
McGonagall hid her smile as she spun to look at her former student, "What?"
"Madam Pomfrey would need an invasive scan to determine if Harry had done such a ritual. Doing that type of scan without the permission of his magical guardian or a court order would be a violation of his rights as an heir to an ancient family. If such a test was performed then I'd have no choice but to do my best to have your medical license revoked."
Madam Pomfrey said, "Miss Granger informed me what Harry had tried to do, she was worried about him."
Dumbledore sighed, "While Miss Granger is obviously a good friend to young Mr. Potter despite her supposed willingness to allow him to attempt such a ritual she has no legal authority to consent to an invasive scan on Mr. Potter's behalf."
McGonagall glared at James, "You can't be seriously considering bringing her up on charges."
James said, "I merely pointed out that if such a scan had taken place then I would have to strongly voice my displeasure officially."
Madam Pomfrey said, "I'm required to report even a mention of such rituals."
"Of course, that said by the time they can issue a warrant and track Harry down, any evidence of this alleged crime would be gone."
Madam Pomfrey looked at James and smiled, "I had hoped that Lily's influence would have curbed the Potter sense of humor in Harry, sadly this does not look to be the case. Twenty points from Gryffindor for unspecified jokes in bad taste that put a student at risk."
McGonagall looked at Harry, "As much as I hate to admit it, you deserved that."
Harry sighed, "Maybe."
Pomfrey turned her glare on James for a couple of seconds before she smiled, "You should have let him stew longer. What he did was reckless, especially at his age."
James smiled, "I was just making sure he didn't do something stupid like try to obliviate you."
Harry groaned as he realized that neither Professor McGonagall or Madam Pomfrey had had any intention of selling him out to the ministry. "This is because I didn't tell you isn't it?"
McGonagall said, "Yes."
Dumbledore said, "It's not often that someone manages to complete that particular ritual before the graduate. All things considered a headache is a small price to pay for completing the ritual. That said, I do hope you don't decide to pull anymore dangerous stunts without telling us."
"About that..."
"Oh?"
McGonagall said, "I find myself in need of a Seeker and I have a feeling that you'll be amazing. As punishment for depriving us of the chance to see such a well performed ritual, I think he should join the Quidditch team provided James agrees."
Harry sighed, "Hermione is going to kill me."
James laughed, "It might keep you out of trouble. I'm glad you pulled the ritual off but Hermione nearly gave me a heart attack when she told me. Your mother is going to have a long talk with you over the holidays about irresponsible behavior. Luckily you have a month and a half for her to calm down."
Sighed and covered his face, "Can I go back to sleep now?"
Madam Pomfrey said, "He probably should try to sleep."
McGonagall looked at James, "Next time he does something stupid bring Lily."
James laughed, "I plan on it." He was going to have to have a chat with Harry about being sneakier.
Harry said, "In the interest of full disclosure, I killed a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets."
Dumbledore stared at Harry, "How did you find it?"
McGonagall asked, "And what possessed you to enter the chamber?"
"I wanted to make sure I had a way to destroy Voldemort's horcruxes."
Dumbledore sighed, "I have a feeling that I'm missing a great deal."
Harry shrugged, "He created some Horcruxes. Most of them have already been destroyed. The only one that is outstanding is his diary. It's probably in Malfoy's secret compartment under his drawing room floor but I don't know that for sure."
McGonagall asked, "How do you know that?"
"Would you believe visions?"
She snorted, "No."
James said, "It's really quite simple, he's actually the spirit of another Harry from another world that got sent through time and space to take over my Harry."
Madam Pomfrey said, "That would explain why several of the readings were weird when I took a scan that never happened."
McGonagall stared at Madam Pomfrey, "You mean he's not joking?"
James said, "Sadly I'm not."
Dumbledore said, "We should let young Mr. Potter sleep, can you fill us in on the details that relate to Voldemort?"
James looked at Harry, "It's up to you."
Harry said, "Just keep my name out of anything you tell anyone."
James said, "So it all happened maybe years ago one Halloween night in a place far, far away or so I'm told."
Harry sighed, "Something like that." He took over the story if only to keep his 'father' a bit honest. That and really he was going to need the help if he wanted to do anything about the ministry in a timely manner.
