So just what is Percy going to do? Well read on and find out! R&R.

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Chapter six

By Rosa241

Percy POV:

It's the middle of the night, the entire Griffindor house is asleep...I know because I've checked numerous times now. I just can't sleep! I know why I can't sleep, reality's finally settling in. There's something so unsettling about finding yourself having to stop the most violent, most horrible, most evil person in the world. How the hell am I supposed to do it?

Whatever I do I'm going to have to do something fast. Oliver's already suspicious of me. Although come to think of it I have been acting strangely since I arrived at Hogwarts...not really surprising though. Seeing a whole bunch of people, some of whom you watched die, others whose funerals you've attended...or will attend. I keep forgetting that none of this has happened...yet. It's hasn't happened yet! But it will happen...it will happen if I don't do something...Fred, George...all of that will happen all over again if I don't do something! This thought seems to break through the shock and confusion lying within my brain. I've got to do something! But what...

A thought suddenly comes to my mind. Shooting out of bed I grab a stack of paper and a quil before quietly making my way down to the common room. Let's think this through logically...

What exactly happens, wracking my brain I begin to write down the things that happen in the near future.

1. The troll on Halloween

2. Harry's broomstick

3. Hagrid getting that Dragon – honestly a dragon, what that man was thinking is beyond me?

4. Going after the philosophers stone

Quickly circling this last one I sit back and start thinking. All of these things happen this year...but do I need to stop them all from happening?

1. The troll – I can't exactly stop Quirrell from letting the troll in, it's not exactly like I can just walk up to him and ask him nicely. Besides that, the troll is what makes Hermione, Ron and Harry friends.

2. Harry's broomstick – again not much I can do about it, besides Hermione has that one covered from what I remember

3. The dragon – I can't stop him getting the dragon however...if memory serves Hermione, Ron and Harry got caught after they smuggled the dragon out – maybe I can stop that.

4. The philosophers stone – well I'll have to think about that one...

Okay so my main priority right now to bide my time and wait for the right moment to act. Although...maybe my main priority should be a little different. If Ron had of felt closer to me then he might have come to me with his suspicions about Professor Snape and the stone. If I hadn't have been so wrapped up in myself then Ginny might have come to me about the diary...okay new priority. My main priority is to make sure I'm available, that way when I'm needed it'll be easier to deal with things.

With my mind settled and feeling much better about my job I finally head upstairs to get some much needed sleep.

Harry POV:

"Ron just face it we're lost! Neither of us have a clue where we are or where we're going!" I yelled for what had to be the tenth time in the last minute. "Let's ask someone for directions."

"Ask who? In case you haven't noticed there's not exactly a lot of people we can ask for help!" Ron said back, gesturing around us. I can't help but notice how horribly right he is, you'd think in a school this size that there'd be somebody around. "Look we'll try down this corridor and if it's not there then we'll find somebody, alright?"

"Let's ask them." I say, spotting a couple of older kids heading our way. I make to move but Ron holds me back. "What're you doing?"

"Their Slytherin's! The one on the left is Marcus Flint, Percy pointed him out yesterday. He warned me to avoid him at all costs, he and Percy hate each other." As the two pass us I can't help but notice the dark glare given to us – or more specifically me – by Marcus Flint. Okay, kind of glad we didn't ask them now. Ron heads off down another corridor, I can't help but stare at the retreating backs of the two Slytherin's, maybe Ron's wrong about Slytherin...at least I hope...although judging from that Malfoy kid I highly doubt it.

"Oi! I told you I knew where it was!" Ron grabs me and yanks me towards a nearby room, I've got a bad feeling about those Slytherins...

Marcus' POV:

God pathetic little Potter...okay so maybe I wanted him in Slytherin for a while, why did Griffindor have to get him? God damn Wood and that stupid Weasley...Oh the look Weasley gave me at the sorting ceremony yesterday...

I give Potter the dirtiest look I can muster as we walk past, him and Weasley's brother are friends apparently...why doesn't that surprise me. Bet Weasleys trying to make the pair of them into goody two shoes like him...

Percy POV:

"So it's official, Professor Binns is just as boring this year as he was last year! God I can't wait to get rid of that stupid subject!" A Hufflepuff, I think his names Ben, mutters as we walk. Before hand I would have tried to defend Professor Binns but now I try a different approach.

"Yeah, he can go on a bit at times." Oliver stops dead and gives me a shocked look. "What?" The three hufflepuffs give him the same confused look that I'm sure has appeared on my face. "What?"

"Did Percy Weasley just agree that a teacher was boring? Are you okay?" He feels my forehead – earning a round of chuckles from our group – before bursting into laughter himself.

"Har har har, you're just so funny." I say, but remember to keep a small smile on my face as we continue walking. "And mature as well." I add as he sticks his tongue out at me.

He makes to say something else but stops dead once again...only this time he hasn't just stopped, he's frozen in place. Glancing around I see everything else has frozen too...what on earth?

"You are troubled." A familiar voice attracts my attention. The familiar green glow encompasses the young girl now standing in front of me.

"What are you doing here?" I haven't seen them for a while now, I had hoped they were going to leave me alone.

"You are troubled. We sensed your distress." She steps towards me, giving me some sort of confused look.

"Troubled! OF course I'm troubled! You've sent me back in time and you're expecting me to all of a sudden change the future! You're expecting me to STOP Voldemort!" finally voicing my fears I can't hide the distress in my voice. "How the hell are you expecting me to do that?"

"We trust you to do this. You were chosen for a reason, this reason is that you are the key. You are the one the fates were searching for." Her faith in me seems so misplaced...

"What can I do?" She gives me a look before she begins to fade away.

"Remember the past!" With that she disappears and I find myself staring at Oliver once again.

"Well aren't you just hilarious? Come on, time for a delightful potions lesson." He pays no heed to my confusion and drags me towards the staircase.

Remember the ones past...what the hell did that mean?

Hermione POV:

Right! This isn't going to happen this year...this year is going to be different. I am GOINGto make friends this year. Primary school was horrible 'goody two shoes', 'bossy boots', 'know it all'...I've heard all the names. I think I've been called everything. I can't help being intelligent, it's not like I asked to be given this thirst for knowledge...it's just some people find it so hard to take...including my partner here...although she is from Slytherin so...

"Urgh! It's a stupid book!" She whispers furiously as she slams the book down on the table once again. "What're you looking at? Stupid Griffindor..."

"The answers are all in the book, if you look closely enough..." I attempt to point to the page in front of me but her sharp tongue cuts me off.

"You saying I'm not looking properly...or maybe you're saying I'm stupid or something?" Millicent glares at me darkly before whispering a rather dark curse I won't dare repeat.

Maybe this year isn't going to be so different...

Oliver POV:

What the hell is with him? He's so distracted...he's never like this...Quickly making my decision I scribble something down on the paper in front of me before tossing it to the side. Out of the corner of my eye I see him roll his eyes at me before writing back.

I'm fine honest. Just loving this wonderfully exciting lesson snapes giving. Do you think he knows he covered this last year? I smile at his note, okay now that sounds like Percy. Not many people know that he has a pretty good sense of humour.

Oh he's just doing this to torture us. He's a sadist, he enjoys watching people squirm!

And by people do you mean Flint? Have you seen him, don't think he's sat still all lesson.

I know! I think he needs to use the little boys room! Hah! Can you imagine him asking? Please Professor I need the toilet!

Now that I would like to see! Seriously though, I'm fine. Just had a couple of things on my mind that's all. Stop worrying...and shouldn't you be paying attention!

Now that sounds like Percy. Maybe he is okay...or maybe he's just trying to placate me...I'll find out. As I reluctantly return my eyes to Snape I try to ignore this feeling in my gut, this feeling like there's something he isn't telling me...

Hope you enjoyed it! More action in the next chapter I promise!

Bye bye!