Yay for the rewritten sequel of RIR.

Also my first-ever kiss scene!

Help from the future!

By Margaret Perks

Yes, you read right. Yesterday morning breakfast at Hogwarts was interrupted by a howler from an now alternate future. The letter, sent by the children of Harry Potter and Miss Ginny Weasley and their 'godbrother', son of Auror Nymphadora Tonks and the werewolf Remus Lupin.

They sent a list of the people who died in the 'Second Blood War' (and a few from the first, the one you know as the years of You-Know-Who's terror) and summoned Minister Fudge, Remus Lupin, Auror Tonks and her parents, the lawyers Ted and Andromeda Tonks, Oliver Wood (Reserve Keeper of Puddlemere United), Amelia Bones, the Head of DMLE, the retired Auror Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, the entire Weasley family, Harry Potter's owl and a house-elf named Dobby to listen with the students and faculty of Hogwarts.

It seems Harry Potter was telling the truth, You-Know-Who is back! He, along with the minors who started everything, traveled through time and joined the people listening, providing memories of the deaths or the last time Harry Potter met the person in question.

As the morning progressed, there were several shocking revelations.

The first being that Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the Minster, Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, and Hogwarts High Inquisitor had been using Blood Quills, Classified Dark Objects, Level 4, for every single detention! I don't know about you, but I am enraged my littlest sister was forced to use Quills only legal for lawyers or the goblins of Grinngotts. Miss Umbridge was arrested and is currently in a holding cell in the Ministry building while Remus Lupin took over her job, already proven competent in the school year of 1993/94.

Shortly thereafter it became clear that Peter Pettigrew is alive and guilty of the other murders Sirius Black was accursed of and spent twelve years in Azkaban for. As it turned out, no one remembered – or bothered – to give him a proper trial or even question him properly, as otherwise it would have become obvious fairly quickly, if one used the proper procedure with Pensieve or alternatively Veritaserum, or possibly both, which seems to be used less and less. He was finally given a trial yesterday afternoon and was cleared of all charges. The fee for being an illegal Animagus was subtracted from the gold he was granted.

Peter Pettigrew is an illegal Animagus too, so look out for rats with missing toes. If it turns out to indeed be Pettigrew, you get 20,000 Galleons for turning him in.

The future self of Harry Potter also left a list of confirmed Death Eaters from their time and implied that he was not as pampered at his muggle relatives home as was previously believed. Between the two versions of the Boy who Lived it soon was clear that Harry Potter was abused!

"Of course she [his owl] was [Potter's first friend]. The Durselys did not allow me having friends. Remus is higher in the toads [Madam Umbridge's] view than I'm in theirs. Or muggleborns in the view of Death Eaters. Or Jews in Nazi's."

"I had to cook, wash and basically everything else. I was not allowed to be better than Dudley [Potter's cousin]."

These are actual quotes of Harry Potter himself. An investigation has been started.

For more information on You-Know-Who, see page 2.

For more information on Dolores Umbridge, see page 4.

For more information on Sirius Black and the crimes he was imprisoned for, see page 5.

For more information on Peter Pettigrew, the bounty on his head and the man's Animagus form, see page 7.

For the list of Death Eaters, see page 9.

For more information on Potter's home life, see page 10.

When Tonks had finished her shift and arrived at Grimmulad for the Order Meeting (which technically only started a hour later, but if she had gone home, most likely she would have been late, so), Remus was already waiting for her in the Entrance Hall.

Good for him. He got plus points for not trying to avoid their conversation.

"You wanted to talk to me?"

"Yes, but not here. Somewhere were we won't be interrupted every five seconds."

Remus grinned slightly. He should do that more often, looked really good on him.

"I might know a place."

"So, this is your room?" Tonks questioned, looking around.

"Yes," he answered, scathing the back of his head.

They were on the fourth floor to the side of the street, right next to the library.

There wasn't really a lot of furniture in the room (only a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a chair), which made clear the room was was originally a guest room.

The only things Remus seemed to have changed were a few bookshelves, full of the kind of books you would not find in the library next door (though there were a few books that might be from there spread in the room too): Muggle Fiction.

Her dad had quite the collection, so Tonks recognized a few she had read over the years (not even she was sure if it was voluntary or not), like Lord of the Rings, Sherlock Holmes or 1984.

Maybe they could talk about a few sometime later, depending how their conversation went.

Which reminded her.

Remus noticed they were still standing in the middle of the room so he offered Tonks to sit on the bed while he moved towards the chair, but she pulled him to the bed, so he too sat on the bed.

There were a few seconds of awkward silence while they both thought about how to start.

"Look," Tonks finally begun, "Teddy proved the two of us can work. I like you and I know you like me, don't try to deny it. I honesty don't mind that you're poor, a werewolf and thirteen years older than me, you know that. So I don't get why you won't even try."

Remus looked directly into her eyes. "Because you deserve someone better than me and I'm hoping you'll see that too."

The metamorph's hair changed from her usual pink to a dark tone of blue.

"But I don't want anyone else. I'm a big girl. I can make decisions by myself. I want you, with everything that makes you you. So, what if I'll have to listen to rude comments from bigots and morons? I'm an Auror, I can handle worse things. It's a really sweet thought, but we'll have to work on your self worth. Because you are such a sweet, kind, thoughtful, and just wonderful man and I won't stop until you know that too."

Remus, despite her sincere look, did not seem to believe her for some reason. Maybe she'd get Sirius involved. And Harry.

"I'm not-"

The werewolf was interrupted by her kiss.

He was frozen from shock for a second or two, before deciding to return the kiss.

They kissed for maybe thirty seconds in total before Tonks pulled away, grinning.

"You were saying?"

Remus smiled.

"Maybe we can try."

"That's all I ask for."

For the students of Hogwarts, the rest of the week went by quickly and was almost boring in comparison to the extraordinary start of it.

They had given Snape the recipient of the cure for Neville's parents and told him he could either claim it was his invention or not.

He did not.

Neither Hermione nor George or Luna would have minded, since it technically wasn't them who came up with it.

It did however take a moon cycle to brew, so that was it for now.

Soon it was Saturday and those who wanted to help assembled in front of the painting of Barnabas the Barmy.

The word had spread outside the DA (although not to the teachers), so there were more students than Harry could count in a few seconds, maybe sixty to seventy, and a few adults (Kingsley Shacklebolt, Mad-Eye, Sirius, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Remus and Tonks. The last two were holding hands, as Harry was pleased to see) already waiting when the Trios and the Weasley Twins arrived two minutes late (the stairs had not been cooperating at all).

Two. Not twenty, two.

Most likely quite a few were only here because of Harry, now he was no longer an attention seeking liar.

Harry had to force himself to keep walking and he was pretty sure the others had similar reactions.

"So, good morning. Everyone below fourth year, please leave. I'm afraid you do not know enough spells yet."

Grudgingly, about twenty students left.

"Why didn't anyone open the door?" Harry questioned.

"Which door?" Daphne Greengrass asked.

"This one," Ron, who had walked past the wall three times by now pointed out.

"Where did it come from?"

"That wasn't there before!"

"Surprise!"

So that's why those who knew of the Room waited outside.

The faces were priceless.

Ron had asked for a room to plan and research, so instead of their normal room, they were in a well-lit room with many shelves full of books, scrolls and maps.

There were a few tables and chairs which you could combine as needed. Currently the chairs were placed in a classroom-like fashion and the tables were stacked against the wall opposite from the door.

Even a few whiteboards, cork pinboards and map holders (or whatever their proper name was. Harry had not exactly been bothered by it in primary) were in there.

Once everyone but the Golden Trio had chosen a seat, Harry hesitatingly addressed the crowd.

"So, erm, hello everyone. Thank you for coming. As I'm sure you all know, Logan wrote me a letter, telling me the location of the horcruxes and the safety measures Voldemort has taken to protect them."

He decided to ignore the shudders and flinches that went with using the name. They'd learn soon enough.

He was pleased to note however, that some of the members of the DA did neither.

"We've completed a list outside that, as there were some other, personal, things mentioned as well."

While Harry was talking, Hermione had pulled over a whiteboard, enlarged the list and pinned it on the board.

The list read in Hermione's neat handwriting:

VOLDEMORT'S SOUL PIECES

All wear/useable have a compulsion charm on them, so one is tempted to wear/use it.

Tom Riddle's diary – already destroyed.

Hufflepuff's cup – Gringotts, Bellatrix Lestrange's vault – no additional protections, goblins may hate horcruxes

Sytherin/Peverell ring – Little Hangelton, Gaunt Shack – Repelling Charm over property, snakes, posion (skin contact only)

Slytherin's locket – Order headquarters – Kreacher, mention intent of destruction (mention of Regulus not harmful), added benefit of him stopping to insult everyone and starting to be nice to everyone, if kinder treatment

Ravenclaw's diadem – Hogwarts, Room of Requirements, Room of Hidden Things – no additional protections, bring two bags with Extension Charm, one for illegal/dangerous, one for useful.

Voldemort's snake, Nagini – Voldemort's location – Must die

Harry – Find a way he does not die! (This was underlined several times.)

Voldemort's body

"Well, I'll obviously help with the Cup," Bill stated before bothering to finish the list.

"So will I," Sirius joined, "Due to dear Bella being a Black by birth, the fact that all living Lestranges are currently rightfully in Azkaban, they had a proper trial and everything, and me being the head of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black", Sirius snorted, "I might be legally able to enter the vault and take anything from it."

"This is certainly useful," Bill agreed, "But I still think it would be better to arrange a meeting with the manager of the Lestrange family...Ignuk, I believe. First asking the goblins for it and additionally at least offering to pay them, would probably be the best. They might even know a way for Harry to stay alive too."

"We can get the Locket, provided we are allowed in there," Daphne Greengrass volunteered herself, Sally-Anne Perks, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, "Kreacher – I assume he is an house elf," some of the ones who knew the elf nodded, "sounds like he would be quicker to help purebloods."

"We'll see about it," Sirius decided.

"They do not need to see the house, do they?" Harry asked, forming a plan, "So if an Order member, or two, takes them inside, with blindfolds if necessary," he waited for the Slytherins to nod, "they will not be let into the secret, a certain portrait will, or might, calm down and Kreacher will cooperate faster."

"Good thinking kiddo," Mad-Eye agreed.

"That leaves the ring, the diadem, the snake, and Voldemort's body, if we count on the goblins having a way for Harry to stay alive," Hermione summarized.

"And we need a way to destroy these things," Sally Smith from Hufflepuff added.

"Maybe we can get Malfoy or Snape to poison the snake," Dean proposed, "They have a higher chance of getting to it than us."

"But what if they don't want to help?" a Ravenclaw in Harry's year, Amanda Brocklehurst, questioned.

"Then we have to hope we either find their headquarters or the snake is sent out of it for some reason or another," Ginny stated, "Unless someone here is willing to spy?"

"I don't think anyone here is a good enough occlumens for that," Tonks intervened, "Excerpting those who Voldemort already knows chose our side."

"We'll get the diadem," Kenneth Towler piped up.

"Who is we?" Remus inquired.

Kenneth Towler, the Weasley Twins, Lee Jordan, the girls from the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Marcus Belby, Roger Davies, Eddie Carmichael, Cho Chang, Julia Gardner and Laura White (one of the girls who had asked Harry to the Yule Ball last year) raised their hands.

As all of them were in the upper two years, the adults approved, as long as they stayed in groups of three or four (although Percy looked like wanted to join the teens).

The students accepted that. It was not like they had planned to go off alone.

"We can look for a way for Harry to survive if the goblins do not have one," Kimberly Green, a fourth year Hufflepuff called out, motioning to herself and the three other fourth years (Colin, Ginny and Luna).

"Unless someone else can speak parsel, I'll go get basilisk fangs from the Chamber and go to the Gaunt Shack with whoever wants to join."

Percy, Kingsley, Hermione and the other Gryffindor boys did join in.

There were still quite a few fifth years who had nothing to plan or research (which was what the others who were doing), so Remus, Mad-Eye and Tonks, the adults who were not split up, decided that one half of them (Lily Moon, Sue Li, Lisa Turpin, Megan Jones, Kevin Entwhistle, Padma Patil, Amanda Brocklehurst, Terry Boot, Anthony Goldstein, Sally Smith and Wayne Hopkins) would be researching useful spells, while the other (Roger Malone, Leanne Rogers, Alice Way, Fay Dunbar, Parvati Patil, Ernie Macmillan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Michael Corner, Lavender Brown, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott) would be looking into battle strategies.

Soon (or at least that's how it felt like), it was time for lunch and they ended their meeting for today.

Amelia Bones was annoyed.

How someone like Cornelius Fudge had ever become Minister of Magic was beyond her.

Harry 'Logan' Potter had given her a list of people who were (in his time) confirmed to be either Death Eaters or their allies and she had logically started to arrest those not already imprisoned with the intent of questioning them, giving them a trial and punishing them according to their crimes.

But Minister Fudge disagreed with her course of action.

He had stormed her office the minute he was informed.

"What exactly do you think you're doing? Arresting no less than thirty-four purebloods!" he protested.

"My job? I have gotten trustworthy information the thirty-six people I arrested were Death Eaters or so close to being one it didn't matter. Just out of curiosity, I assume you did not count Greyback, but who else?" she looked at him with her left eyebrow raised.

"That, that, that doesn't matter right now!" Amelia had to admit she was impressed by the shade of red in the Minister's face. "You must let them free, I insist!"

"No. They are accursed of crimes, so they will be questioned and given a trial. That's how the laws are, that's what we'll do."

"Laws can be rewritten."

"I'm well aware of both the fact it is possible and your use of it to your own advantage. By the way, do you consider Harry Potter an adult or not, since his trial was held like he was an adult, bar the use of Veritaserum or a Pensieve, yet he was tied for underage magic. Not to forget him participating in the Triwizard Tournament, an event for adults."

"Stop avoiding the topic!" He actually stamped with his right foot like a toddler would, "You will let them go now!" he ordered, still as red as a muggle firetruck.

"But Minister Fudge, what would the voters think? After the mess with Sirius Black we've been given reliable hints of Death Eaters, arrested them and then just let them go? We would basically be telling them that their murdered relatives were irrelevant. If someone would imply the person who murdered Edgar and Igraine did the right thing, by letting him free, I would certainly not vote that person again. Also, you're giving them the message that as long as they have money, they will stay free, no matter what they do. What would stop, say, Pran Patil from murdering your supporters, because I remind you, his wife Shanti is the last surviving member of the Shafiq family, unless you count their children, of course."

Fudge, who had gotten paler and paler during her speech nodded weakly.

"Right, I'll just let you continue working then..."

He left the room and Amelia would swear she heard him muttering something along the lines of needing a drink.

There was a reason the hat considered placing me in Slytherin, she thought to herself, smiling, as she went back to work.

Infrequent updates due to school, but reviews will get me to write quicker.

~Marvelgeek42