I'M ALIVE! Okay to answer a few questions no I have not abandoned this story and yes evidently I am still alive. The reason it has taken so long for me to update – life! A little trip down the stairs landed me in hospital, now two operations later and I'm finally okay again!

Summary: It's been five years since the end of the Great War, five years since Voldemorts death at the hands of Harry Potter. His death was supposed to make things alright again, his death was supposed to end the suffering and stop the horror. But it didn't. Fate is not happy. Fate is intervening. Fate has a plan.

Disclaimer: Despite my best attempts JKR refuses to sell me the rights so unfortunately I OWN NOTHING!

Chapter Four

By Rosa241

It was useless...absolutely bloody useless! He couldn't sleep. He'd tossed and he'd turned for a good few hours now and he just couldn't sleep. Finally he gave up all hope and trudged downstairs. He poured himself a glass of water before flopping down in the nearest chair. It was now that he allowed his thoughts to wander. It had been a week since he'd arrived back in this time – he'd quickly discovered that this time was in fact the summer before Ron's first year at Hogwarts. The Fates had come to him many times, telling him he needed a plan that he needed to act early. He had yet to think of what he was going to do about his little problem but right now it didn't matter.

Ever since the twins had caused him to fall – he remembered the incident first time round. They'd been trying to scare him – which they had – which caused him to fall and hit his head. First time round he'd blown up at the pair of them and lectured them on the importance of being sensible. Naturally this had ended in an almighty argument between the three of them. This time he'd done things differently. They'd apologised, he'd told them it didn't matter and not to worry. There'd been no argument or lecture, no falling out. He'd spent the last week with his family, making the most of his time with them, just in case he truly was crazy and this was a dream, or if these Fates decided to send him back to the future.

His musings were interrupted by the pitter patter of a pair of feet. The feet, it transpired, belonged to his youngest brother.

That's odd Percy thought to himself as he watched Ron gazing out the window. Ron never has trouble sleeping...

"Can't sleep?" He asked, his voice oddly loud in the dead of the night. His voice made Ron jump about ten foot in the air before the younger spun around to see the intruder.

"Bloody hell Perce...nearly frightened me to death!" Ron exclaimed loudly before realising how late it was and clamping a hand over his mouth. "What you doing up?"

"Couldn't sleep, too much on my mind. How come you're up so late?" Percy for once answered honestly, he'd sworn to himself not to repeat his past mistakes. "Bad dream?" It was a well known fact that the youngest brother had suffered from nightmares ever since anyone could remember.

With a shake of the head Ron sighed heavily and dropped himself at the table. It was strange to see Ron quiet; it usually meant he was thinking about something. Knowing his brother would tell him eventually Percy positioned himself across from him at the table and waited. Ten minutes passed, during which Ron had opened and closed his mouth so many times he was starting to look remarkably like a fish. Despite having a pretty good idea what was on his mind, Percy stayed silent.

"It's just...Hogwarts...I mean, what if...what if I'm no good at it?" Ron's eyes were shinning slightly, clearly this was more of a problem than he'd first thought.

"What if you're no good at magic you mean?" At the nod he received he continued. "Everyone thinks they're going to be rubbish on their first day. Its normal to be worried. But you've got no need to worry, you're going to be fine."

"Yeah but what if I'm...you know really far behind everyone else?" Percy smiled slightly, he remembered these feelings well.

"You won't be. There are loads of witches and wizards who come from muggle homes and don't know the first thing about magic. Not to mention you can always come to me if something's bothering you." He could tell Ron wasn't fully convinced. "Hey, I'll bet I never told you what happened to Bill on his first day. He woke up late, missed breakfast, got lost on his way to his first lesson, ended up locked in a charms classroom and missed the entire first day...oh and then there was the time he almost set Professor Snape on fire and the time Charlie was supposed to transfigure his owl into a goblet only for it to end up a frog...still never worked out how he managed that one."

"But Bills really good with magic." Ron was curious now.

"He is...but even the best can get it wrong sometimes, and they all had to start exactly where you are now...at the beginning." He'd almost won him over; one last push should do it. "Forget about what other people can do. It doesn't matter if the person sat next to you can make a table cloth turn into a bunch of flowers or not, what matters is how hard you try. If you try your best, then everything will be fine. I promise." A large yawn from Ron cut the conversation short. "Go on, off to bed. We've got to be up early to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow."

As Ron trundled off to bed Percy couldn't help but smile to himself, for his first big brother speech he thought it'd gone rather well. Ignoring the fact that both Bill and Charlie would probably kill him when they found out what he'd told Ron – who would undoubtedly tell the twins – he decided to hit the hay himself.

You need to get dressed George...we're leaving soon.

I can't do it...I need to see him...

He's gone George...

NO! NO! He's not gone...he can't be...

He's gone...I'm so sorry Georgie

Percy...Percy...Percy...

"Percy!" Waking with a start was not something Percy Weasley did often. After everything he'd seen there was little left that would shock him, but that dream...he shuddered at the memory.

"Percy!" Molly's voice carried from downstairs, and she did not sound happy. After assuring his mother that he was indeed alive and he would be along shortly he sighed heavily and quickly got dressed. Pausing as he pushed open his bedroom door he filed the memory to the back of his brain, hopefully it would stay there for a while.

"Sorry...slept in..." Percy mumbled as he sat at the table, he couldn't forget that dream. Well...it wasn't a dream that was exactly the problem; it was a memory...only now it was a future memory. The whole thing was just so confusing.

"Percy!" A sharp dig in his ribs brought him out of his mind. The entire table was now looking at him weirdly; obviously he'd been ignoring them.

"Sorry...just...not quite with it this morning." He shook his head, trying to withdraw from his own head for a while. "So what's the plan for today?"

As his mother rattled off the plan for the day he couldn't help his mind drifting back to that memory...the day of Fred's funeral.

That was one of the worst days of my life...worse than seeing him die. I'll never forget the pain and horror seeping through the gathered mourners...I'll never forget Georges cries as he fell apart by the grave side...

A hand on his forehead brought him from his mind. "Mum what're doing?" He asked whilst batting his mother's hand away.

"Are you sure you're alright dear? You seem out of sorts." He merely offered her a smile and once again feigned tiredness. "Right you lot, we leave in an hour!"

Thankfully Molly's eagerness to get everyone out of the house on time took the focus away from Percy. He was still getting odd looks from Bill and Charlie – both of whom had decided to stay longer to help Ron on his first day at Hogwarts – but that was a given since they were his older brothers.

"Are you sure you're okay? You've been acting weird since you got up." Charlie mumbled as they continued wandering down diagon alley. Their mother had taken Ron to get his wand – naturally Ginny had gone with her – Fred and George had taken the opportunity to head over to Zonko's, chaperoned by Bill, which conveniently left Charlie to quiz Percy. Older brothers could be such a pain sometimes.

"For the last time I'm fine!" He all but shouted which of course drew attention from the whole street. "I'm fine I swear, I'm just a little tired, didn't sleep well, which reminds me...Ron. We had a little chat last night; he's a lot more nervous than he's been letting on. I tried to sort him out but maybe you should talk to him."

"I'm sure you dealt with it just fine. You've got to start trusting yourself, with me and Bill away you're the one doing the big brother duties."

We'd had this talk more than once; he wants me to watch over the others while he and Bill are away. Last time I didn't do it, this time I'm not going to let my big brother duties slide. I simply nod my head and change the subject.

"Hey is that Hagrid?" He saw the light in Charlie's eyes; he always had a close relationship with the games keeper. Thankfully his distraction worked and Charlie was instantly by the half giants side.

"Hey Hagrid!" Charlie called as he headed over. "What're you doing here?"

"Oh hello Charlie, I'm just err..." Hagrid glanced nervously behind him, at the same time memories hit Percy like a freight train.

He remembered Harry telling him that Hagrid had been the one to take him round Diagon Alley to gather his things. He remembered Harry telling him how nervous he'd been that day...

"First year?" Percy asked, trying to keep his voice level whilst hiding his shock. How could he have forgotten this!

"Ay...this is err...this is Harry...Harry Potter." Seeing Charlie's eyes go wide Percy knew he would say something, one thing Charlie Weasley was lacking...tact!

"It'll be Ron's first year at Hogwarts as well...that's my little brother...mums just getting his wand now. You got yours yet Harry?" The dark haired boy shook his head, still half hidden by Hagrids enormous legs.

"Oh I wouldn't worry, Olivander will sort you out. He helps everyone with their wands." Hagrid seemed to sigh in relief, clearly realising that Percy was not going to draw to the fact that Harry was the Harry Potter.

"See Harry this is Percy, he's going to be a prefect at Hogwarts." Hagrid finally regained his composure enough to try and make Harry at least a little comfortable. "He'll watch out for you, won't you?"

"Course I will, actually we better get going...things to do and all. I'll see you in a few days then, bye." After a short goodbye he dragged – literally – his older brother away from his blatant staring.

Percy missed his brothers surprise and shock at their meeting. His head was full of confusion. Seeing Harry had finally brought him back to the words uttered by the fates not long ago.

Change the past...in order to save the future

You are at the brink

You are at the point where everything went wrong

Seeing Harry had brought his situation back into reality. It was finally beginning to sink in, he was going to have to stop Voldemort from being reborn...but that was years away from happening...so why was he here...why bring him here now? What did they expect him to do? What the hell was he had lost his brother, returning to the place where the battle had taken place...seeing people whose death he'd witnessed...reality was sinking in...it was sinking in fast and hard!

Harry POV:

Harry had finally begun to get his head round everything. He was a wizard, he was going to someplace called Hogwarts and – most importantly – he was leaving the Dursley's! He wanted so bad to believe that, to leave the nightmare place that he had been forced to call home. He wouldn't believe that...not yet...not until he was there and safe would he believe that.

Being brought out of his thoughts rather abrubtly as his stomach growled, Harry couldn't help but smile once again. Hagrid had mentioned getting something to eat and he'd asked for Harrys opinion. Naturally Harry had agreed to whatever Hagrid thought was best but just that...being asked meant so much. To think that he could be in a place where he wasn't glared at or shoved around for simply being born. Although the way people looked at him in that pub...an unfamiliar voice drew him once again from his thoughts.

" Hey Hagrid, what're you doing here?" A red haired older boy appeared by Hagrids side, along with a darker haired boy slightly taller than the first.

"First year?" The second boy asked, having spotted Harry.

"Ay...this is err...this is Harry...Harry Potter." Hagrids nervous words got Harry thinking again, but not as much as the look on the first boys face when he'd heard Harrys name. Why did everyone do that?

"It'll be Ron's first year at Hogwarts as well...that's my little brother...mums just getting his wand now. You got yours yet Harry?" The second boy smiled kindly as I shook my head, was this boy at Hogwarts too?

"Oh I wouldn't worry, Olivander will sort you out. He helps everyone with their wands." Hagrid seemed to have visibly relaxed slightly as the second boy smiled kindly once again. He then turned to Harry.

"See Harry this is Percy, he's going to be a prefect at Hogwarts. He'll watch out for you, won't you?" Prefect? Hogwarts had prefects?

"Course I will, actually we better get going...things to do and all. I'll see you in a few days then, bye." As the two boys left Harry sent a small wave, not that they would see it with their backs turned and all. Maybe Hogwarts was going to be okay...if everyone was as kind as that Percy seemed...but the other one. That first boy seemed shocked when he'd heard his name. Finally making his mind up he resolved that he and Hagrid needed to have a little chat.

Back to Hogwarts next chapter and things can finally get going!

What's Percy going to do?

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