Harry Potter and Future's Past

Starts out the day after the Battle of Hogwarts. Harry and Hermione meet the Goddess of Love, and she offers to let them go back in time. Strictly Harry and Hermione. Minor - well maybe major Ginny, Ron and Dumbledore Bashing. Soul Bond - Time Travel



6. Chapter 6

"You stay here and make sure they don't leave," Draco Malfoy said to Gregory Goyle. They had followed Potter until they had started in the general direction of the Room of Requirements but stopped before going up the last staircase to see if other members of Potter's group would show up. Headmistress Umbridge thought for sure that Potter would try something near the end of the school year and she was eager to catch him. Draco had thought he would be giving Umbridge what she wanted when Longbottom and Lovegood had ascended the steps a little later, but then no one else came. Malfoy had been tempted to report what he knew to the Headmistress, but he was sure he would catch Potter and his friends doing something more.

When curfew drew near and Potter and the mudblood hadn't reappeared, Malfoy knew he had his nemesis. He moved up the steps and waited with his wand ready for the moment Potter came out of the door. Minutes passed and then an hour. Finally Draco knew it was time to report to Umbridge. Draco summoned Goyle from his place in hiding and gave him his instructions and then scurried to inform the Headmistress. They were back within ten minutes.

"Well?" Umbridge said to Goyle when she saw there was no door. "Where are they?"

"It…it just disappeared," Goyle replied as he pointed to the blank wall. "One minute there was a door and the next….."

"You let them escape?" Umbridge screeched.

"No….I…it was there," Goyle said. "And…and it just disappeared."

"Nonsense. Quit making excuses. You probably dozed off and they snuck past you. Well they won't get far," Umbridge said. "Fortunately for you I stationed a few Inquisitorial squad members at the entrance to Gryffindor tower. Now go tell Filch to search every inch of this castle until he finds that wretched boy."

"Yes ma'am," Goyle replied and hurried off.

"You," Umbridge said to Draco. "You come with me. We'll get McGonagall so she can witness her students aren't where they should be and can't argue about their punishment when they are found."

Umbridge moved off down the steps with a smile on her face. She wondered how Potter would do on his written exams after several hours of writing in his own blood.

*** E E ***

When Harry, Hermione and Neville walked through the tunnel door from the Room of Requirements into the boy's dorm the door disappeared. Neville turned to Harry, "So I really did all that stuff?"

"You did Neville, you really did," Harry replied patting his friend on the back. "I will show you every memory I have of what you told me and what others told me about what you did during your seventh year. While we were away working on how to kill Voldemort, you led Dumbledore's Army, you battled the Death Eaters who taught students here and saved those who were being tortured. Trust me when I say that besides my lovely wife here, there is no one I want by my side in a battle more than you."

"But I've never been that good with magic."

"We think it's your wand Neville," Hermione said. "When it broke in the Ministry you got a new one that matched you. One of the things that we learned in the next couple of years is how important it is to match a wand to a wizard."

"I had my wand broken that last year," Harry explained, "and when I had to use someone else's wand it didn't work nearly as well for me."

"Hopefully your father's wand won't be broken this time," Hermione said, "but you still need to get a new one soon. Ollivander…" Hermione stopped and turned to Harry, "That's who we need to warn someway. If we can keep the information about yours and his wands away from Voldemort, it'll be one more thing that keeps Riddle in the background. It was another answer he needed."

"But how can we?" Harry asked. "Go over and say 'Mr. Ollivander, Voldemort is going to kidnap you soon, so you better run away'?"

"No but…" Hermione's eyes lost a little focus then snapped back. "Neville, would you like to go to Diagon Alley on Thursday?"

"What...how...we can't leave the school. If we tried, Umbridge would put us in detention for the rest of this year and all of next one too."

"Not if she doesn't know. We'll get you there. We were just in London on Sunday."


"We'll show you. I presume you know about apparition right?"

"Yeah but you aren't old..."

"We were Neville," Hermione replied. "We apparated around the whole country with the Ministry and Voldemort trying to find us."

Harry looked at his wife. "What do you have in mind?"

"Does Mr. Ollivander know what happened between your wand and Voldemort's in the graveyard at this time?"

"I don't think so. I'm pretty sure Voldemort told him when he wanted the information."

"Well when you and Neville are in Ollivander's shop on Thursday getting Neville a new wand why don't you tell him?"

"But then..." Harry's eyes widened as he figured out what she was driving at. "And once I do, I should mention something like 'I'm glad Voldemort is still trying to figure out what happened?' "

"Exactly Harry. I don't think it's a problem with him knowing. He's going to find out if Voldemort captures him anyway," Hermione said. "If Mr. Ollivander has any intelligence whatsoever; if he understands he knows something that Voldemort wants; he won't stick around long enough for Voldemort to catch him this time."

"Do you think he really can get away from Voldemort?" Neville asked.

"We can hope so."

The door opened and they turned to see Ron standing in the doorway. He stopped when he saw who was in the dorm. "First Loony and now the squib? You been studying with him all the time now and helping him in class. Is he your new best friend? What next, going to start hanging around with Moaning Myrtle? You really are turning into a loser aren't you Harry?" He looked at Neville. "Better watch out mate, hope you don't have a girl you like or Harry will take her from you. He can't stand anyone else to have anything they want."

Harry took a breath to calm down before speaking softly but with a hard edge to his voice "That's it Ron. All you had to do was congratulate Hermione and me on becoming a couple. But you couldn't do it. You had some delusions that Hermione might possibly like you more than as friends, even when she made it perfectly clear she didn't, you didn't care. Tell me Ron why do you fancy her? What do you have in common with her? Don't you see she is happy? Isn't that important to you?"

Ron eyes flicked over at Hermione and then back to Harry but he didn't say anything. Then the answer hit Harry. He was back in the forest two years in the future and Riddle from the locket was saying "Least loved, now, by the girl who prefers your friend . . . Second best, always, eternally overshadowed . . ." Harry did a mental slap of his head. "How could I have missed it?"

"Missed what?" Hermione asked.

"The locket. When it opened and Riddle was talking to Ron. I now know he didn't love you but I thought he liked you at least and that's why he used the potions on you. I'll explain later," Harry replied to his wife. "You don't really like her do you? Not as someone special," Harry continued to Ron, "You just need to prove you can better than me at something. It wasn't the person you liked; it was what she was to me. You saw the one person who was always there for me, someone who was a better friend than you could ever be," Harry's eyes hardened even more. "You knew she preferred me and you felt if you could have her, it would prove you were better than me."

Ron continued to glare at Harry as his ears turned red, but he continued to say nothing to refute the allegations.

"It's over," Harry said forcefully. "Our friendship is officially over Ron. No future apologies, no invitations to the Burrow; nothing will make it right between us again," Harry paused and looked at Hermione who he could feel had anger coursing through her as well as she understood what he was saying. He then looked at Ron again. "Insult my friends again and you will regret it. Unlike you, I have complete faith in Luna and Neville to never abandon me or Hermione when a friend is needed. I don't have to worry that some petty jealousy might crop up. As for Myrtle, considering she didn't get jealous when some disguised death eater put my name in the goblet in the four...last year and help me solve a clue and complete a task it might be a step up from you wouldn't it?" Harry asked in a scathing tone as he thought of the ghost who helped him solve the egg and pointed him in the right direction under Black Lake.

The red spread from Ron's ears to encompass his entire face as he reached for his wand. Before he could get it clear of his robes three wands were under his chin. He froze as he saw the three sets of eyes locked on his. Harry's eyes were the dark green intensity that Ron knew was only a short way from fury; Neville's eyes were a determined and focused look that Ron had never seen, but it was Hermione's eyes that really disquieted him. Her eyes were steeled with a glare that made the term scary seem like something pleasant. If looks could kill, Ron knew at that moment he would be dead.

"You pull out that wand Ron, and you'll regret it more than you can ever know," Hermione growled. "You try to hurt Harry and what he leaves of you, I'll finish off. Is that clear enough?"

All Ron could do was nod as the red in face and ears had turned ashen.

"Oh don't worry love," Harry said to Hermione, "I'll leave plenty for you, but if he were to try to hurt you, I can't promise anything will be left."

The three of them put away their wands and brushed past Ron on the way to the common room. As Hermione was walking out the door she turned around and looked at the boy who she had been tricked into liking as more than a friend. "Ron, if it helps, I heard Lavender Brown talking about you in a nice way."

"Lavender? Are you putting me on?"

"No Ron, I'm not, but I really don't care if you believe it or not," Hermione replied and then followed Harry and Neville down the steps. As the evening progressed Ron stopped seething about Harry and Hermione and started thinking about Lavender and how she had looked at him in Divinations in the last class. "She's better looking than Hermione is anyway," He thought. "Especially since she has bigger knockers."

"So Ron never even liked me?" Hermione asked Harry when they were arranged around a table with Neville studying.

"Did I ever tell you what the locket said to Ron when we opened it?"


Harry brought up the memory and pushed it toward Hermione. She saw the locket open

"I have seen your heart, and it is mine."

"I have seen your dreams, Ronald Weasley, and I have seen your fears. All you desire is possible, but all that you dread is also possible..."

"Least loved, always, by the mother who craved a daughter . . . Least loved, now, by the girl who prefers your friend . . . Second best, always, eternally overshadowed . . ."

Hermione saw the images of her and Harry rise out of the locket and it continued,

"Why return? We were better without you, happier without you, glad of your absence... We laughed at your stupidity, your cowardice, your presumption-" Riddle-Harry said.

"Presumption!" echoed the Riddle-Hermione,

"Who could look at you, who would ever look at you, beside Harry Potter? What have you ever done, compared with the Chosen One? What are you, compared with the Boy Who Lived?"

Hermione swallowed as the image came to an end. "His desire wasn't me was it, but not to be second to you?"

Harry nodded. "I realized that upstairs. It just came to me. When it happened, he had just pulled me out of the pond so I was thinking of Ron differently and that made me interpret the locket differently. But now I see that he thought if he could have the person who meant the most to me, he would finally be able to think of himself as equal to me if not better," Harry explained. "I…"

"Don't say you feel sorry for him Harry. You did not cause his self-esteem issues; you have always treated him with respect and as an equal," Hermione replied. She got up and sat in Harry's lap and kissed him gently. "You are the better man Harry. You have proven it time and time again," After a few minutes of ensuring he knew that with tender kisses, she returned to her seat and turning to Neville. "Now the color changing charm is going to be on the OWLs so make sure you have…"

When they had been studying for several minutes, the Portrait hole opened and Umbridge and Malfoy came charging in talking to each other with McGonagall following behind them.

"Now Minerva," Umbridge said to the trailing professor. "When you see Potter and Granger are out after curfew, you'll have to agree that they need to be…" Her voice trailed off as she saw Harry, Hermione and Neville arranged at the table studying.

Harry and Hermione could see the relief spread over McGonagall's face as she also saw the trio of students.

"Is there anything we can do for you Professor McGonagall?" Hermione asked.

"That's alright Ms. Granger," McGonagall replied. "It seems our High Inquisitor was under the impression that you were out after curfew. In fact Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris are at this moment combing the castle looking for you."

"Well as you can see we are here studying since tonight isn't one of my nights to make rounds," Hermione replied.

Umbridge was staring at Draco and hissing something to him under her breath. They could see the blond Slytherin turn red as he retreated out the portrait hole. The toad like woman took one last look at the Gryffindor trio, then without saying a word she turned and followed her inquisitor squad member out of the tower.

McGonagall turned back to her favorite students and her normally pursed lips were almost smiling. "Good night Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom." She turned to leave then stopped and turned back, "And ten points each for diligent studying."

Once McGonagall had left, the trio smirked amongst themselves. They continued to study for a couple of hours before finally heading to bed. Harry and Neville found Ron fast asleep on his bed with his face plastered in his History of Magic book drooling on the pages. Harry grinned at Neville. "Well he tried to study too."

*** E E ***

Harry hadn't spent much time reviewing Hermione's childhood memories that Miranda had given him, but since he was the first awake the next morning he started shifting through them. He found himself facing bullies who would take his/her books and taunt her/him about them. They'd even rip pages out and throw them in the mud. Harry could feel the pain Hermione had felt as she picked up the mud splattered pages of her favorite book her mother had bought her. Anger coursed through Harry as he experienced more pain as the bullies called him/her names like beaver face and bookworm. It was the teachers and her parents who comforted her during those times. On particular bad days, her parents would take her to her favorite ice cream shop (always Mint Chocolate Chip) or bookstore. Miranda had also given him some of Hermione's memories of the first couple of months at Hogwarts. He experienced her excitement in finding out she was a witch and was finally going to fit in somewhere. Then he experienced the loneliness his soul mate had endured as she tried to fit in at Hogwarts but couldn't. It was actually worse than her earlier childhood because there were no ice cream store or bookstore to soothe the pain and no parents to protect her. Harry felt ashamed that he hadn't been there for her earlier and now understood why she always looked to teachers for help. It was they who had protected her for years. It was the teachers and parents who had comforted when her heart hurt.

"I really wished I had been her friend from the train. Ron had brothers but she had no one," Harry thought.

"But it was still you who saved me," Hermione said softly as she had awakened and realized what Harry was doing. "Did Miranda give you my memory of the Troll?"


"Then let me tell you instead of showing you. You saw how bad my first two months were? Well when Ron insulted me it was the last thing I could handle. I was ready to contact my parents and tell them it was a mistake for me to come to Hogwarts," Hermione explained. "I sat in the bathroom for hours crying that day about Ron and about everything else," Harry could feel the raw emotion she still felt for that day. "No one liked me, every time I tried to help someone they insulted me or just ignored me. I tried Harry but at the time I couldn't figure out why people didn't like me. Then when the troll came in the bathroom I was terrified and knew I was going to die, but...but after the two months I had had here at Hogwarts, it really wasn't that unwelcome. Not that I wanted to die, but I remember thinking that no one except my parents would even care. Then you and Ron were there saving my life. Seeing you jump on that troll was…was… even after all this time, I still can't put it into words. I couldn't believe someone besides my parents cared about me. Not just cared but willing to risk their life for me, but there you were and you've been there ever since."

"Not always, not as you've been there for me. But I promise I will always be there for you from now on."

"As I will be for you," Hermione said and then after a pause, "my husband."

"Want a romantic dinner tonight? Room of Requirement?" Harry asked. "Maybe more dancing and...and...mint chocolate chip ice cream for dessert?"

"Yes I want that love but we can't. We have astronomy tonight."

"Can't skive?"

"We need to go for the reviews. It's the last class before the OWLs."

"Ok," Harry replied sounding a little disappointed.

"Thank you for thinking of it and tomorrow night is wide open on our schedules."

"Then my lady, would you accompany me to the Room of Requirements tomorrow evening for a dinner for two?" Harry asked.

"I think I would love to kind sir," Hermione replied. "Remember that tomorrow before that date, we have to go see Sirius."

"Tonight's the Order meeting isn't it?" Harry asked.

"Yes, so we should have an idea on Dumbledore after that," Hermione replied.

"You know he's not going to say anything," Harry said.

"We can hope one of the small changes we make will make him change," Hermione replied, "But you're right that he probably won't and we need to figure out what to do in the meantime."


"For starters."

"Are we really thinking about killing them?" Harry asked

"We were fighting the same Death Eaters last week that we fought in the Ministry. Sending them to Azkaban did nothing," Hermione said. "Do you prefer Lupin or Yaxley dead, Tonks or Bellatrix? Prefer someone like Teddy to not to have parents or Draco?"

Harry let out a sigh as he knew better than to try to argue with Hermione's logic. "I agree. But can we do it without going to Azkaban? I don't mind a nice island for our honeymoon, but I would prefer it not to be in the North Sea and guarded by Dementors. Something tells me it would definitely destroy the mood."

Hermione let out a little mental laugh. "Already planning our honeymoon Harry?"

"While we are planning everything else like Voldemort, Horcruxes, and Death Eaters, can't we at least plan something that's enjoyable?"

"I'd like that," Hermione replied. "Where are you thinking?"

"I don't know," Harry said. "I've never really been anywhere. My Uncle once mentioned Majorca though; would that be a good place?"

"It might, but we'll get some books this summer and look them over. Are you planning on approaching my father this soon?" Hermione asked.

"Not until Tom is dead and gone. I only need one person trying to kill me at a time," Harry replied.

"My father won't kill you," Hermione assured him. "Just an extensive dental exam I'm sure," At the thoughts coming from her soul mate she giggled. "I'm teasing love. My parents know about you. They know all about you. That's why I had to hide them remember. Of course the part about we love each other and want to get married might be a bit of a shock but they have always supported me."

Harry and Hermione continued to discuss possible honeymoon spots for when the time came but the one thing they silently agreed on about their future honeymoon, there would be no camping or tents involved.

Harry was the first one in the common room later. As he sat in a chair lost in thought, a rancid smell touched his nose and he looked up to see Ginny trying to sneak through the room without being seen. Harry could see various spots where a white cream had been applied to her skin. He noticed that she had seen him look up. With a groan she quickly darted out through the portrait hole.

"Ginny just came through the common room and she smelled horrible," Harry thought to Hermione. "Any idea why?"

"Rumor is she has to put some kind of horrible smelling cream on herself because of a rash," Hermione replied. "That's why we haven't seen her. She's been hiding in her dorm."

"Couldn't have happened to a better person," Harry chuckled.

The day was too full to get much done. They had breakfast with Neville and Luna. Ron seemed to have taken the warning seriously and sat as far away as he could. Hermione noticed also that between shoveling forkfuls of food into his mouth he occasionally looked over at Lavender.

"I really can't wait for Won-Won," She thought to her husband.

"It almost seems cruel," Harry replied.

"Yes it does doesn't it," Hermione replied cheerfully.

"Now all we have to do is worry about Ginny."

"One wrong move on her part and she is toast," Hermione thought, the iciness she felt toward the youngest Weasley coming through. "I know she's going to eventually try something but will she go for the jealousy potion this time or something else?"

"We'll just have to be careful until she shows her hand. Miranda says we are safe from potions but I don't trust Ginny to not to attack you magically if they fail."

"She'll regret it if she does," Hermione replied. "I don't want to hurt her, but I will if I have to."

"I know you will," Harry replied. "I just wished she wasn't so set on me. I don't like to be the reason for her doing what's she's doing."

"You aren't the reason," Hermione argued. "You have done nothing to encourage her."

"Thanks. I love you Mrs. Potter," Harry replied.

"And I you."

After eating, Hermione left for Arithmancy while Harry copied more memories for Neville to see. Later the two of them, along with Neville had their final transfiguration class of the year. McGonagall praised Harry and Hermione for the perfect work and assured them they should have no trouble with the OWLs. She requested Ron to stay behind after class for a word. Later Harry heard from Seamus that Ron had to spend the next couple of days reviewing for the OWLs personally with McGonagall.

Double Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures took up the afternoon.

Time slowed to a crawl at dinner. Harry and Hermione knew the Order meeting would be starting soon and they kept wondering how the meeting between Dumbledore and Sirius would go. Once Astronomy started, Harry had a hard time following the review as he kept his hand on the communication mirror the entire time waiting for it to heat up. It was after the class ended and they were walking back to the tower that the mirror started to heat. Harry pulled Hermione into a broom closet where she quickly put up a locking charm and the muffliato charm.

Harry pulled out the mirror and saw his godfather looking at him. The first words he said set the tone of the conversation.

"That old goat," Sirius snarled.

"That good of a meeting?" Harry asked lightly.

"Meeting was boring enough but afterwards when I told Dumbledore Kreacher's story of Regulus and showed him the locket he didn't even blink an eye. He told me it was probably nothing but he took the locket to give it as he said 'a closer examination just in case'."

"It's what we expected," Hermione said.

"We'll just have to see if he comes to me now," Harry said. "We'll bring the pensieve and memories of the Department of Mysteries tomorrow in the early afternoon. We have our last class of the year tomorrow morning. Potions of course. Then we are going to make a quick trip to Diagon Alley."

"Diagon Alley?" Sirius said. "What are you going there for?"

"A friend of ours needs a new wand and we want to warn Ollivander."

"What are you going to tell him?"

"Just enough that should make him want to leave," Harry replied.

"Be careful. Don't get caught."

"Oh Sirius," Hermione said, "We have told two students about the future and they are willing to help with whatever we do at the Ministry. It's Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood. They were with us the last time."

"Will talk about that tomorrow after I see those memories."

"See you tomorrow then," Harry said and put away the mirror.

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