AUTHOR NOTE:

Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this! Someone posted it in Megsy42's forum as a challenge, and I decided to take it on! This is going to be a chapter story, and it may be a while between updates. I'm interested to see where this goes, and I hope you are too!

Thanks a bunch to my Beta Mrs. Bates93 for editing this chapter for me :)

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I write works of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling. All characters used in the stories were created and owned by J.K. Rowling, I do not claim them as my own or claim the world they are represented in as my own. The stories I write are invented by me, and are not portrayed or believed to be part of J.K. Rowling's story. These stories are simply for entertainment purposes. I would like to thank J.K. Rowling for creating the magical world of Harry Potter, and introducing me to a story which continues to make an impact on my life today.

Harry Raises Harry: Chapter One

He had done exactly what Dumbledore had told him to do. He came back, and woke up in the Forbidden Forest. They carried him to the Castle, and he waited for the perfect moment to make his move. And it worked. For an instant, Voldemort was dead. The Castle erupted with cheers. The mood in the air was suddenly brighter, and Harry felt like a heavy weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. Families started trying to find their loved ones. Couples began searching for each other.

Then, all of a sudden, the mirage faded and a glowing gem around Voldemort's neck took its place. Voldemort began to rise, and Harry's mind fully registered what was happening. They hadn't gotten all of the Horcruxes. There must have been more, and who could guess how many Voldemort had made?

"Fall back!" he yelled. "Run! Go!"

Death Eaters were rushing forward to help their master. Harry looked around for his friends. First he saw Luna. She gave Harry a sad look and bowed her head before disapparating with Neville. Then he found Hermione, standing on the other side of the courtyard, holding hands with Ron.

She mouthed, "I'm sorry." And the two of them disappeared.

Then Molly and Arthur followed. Then Bill and Fleur. Harry felt a tugging on his arm.

"Harry, we have to go. Now!" He heard Ginny say behind him, but she sounded miles away.

George and Angelina. Padma and Parvati.

"Harry, you can't save them all. I am so sorry." He could hear the pain in her voice.

Her fingers intertwined with his, and a split second later he was lying on the desert floor, covered in sand. Ginny was a few feet away, trying to catch her breath. Harry dusted himself off, and began to get up from the ground. As he stood, he saw Molly and Arthur running through the sand to them. Ginny got up too, and began running to meet her parents. Harry followed. When they met, Arthur embraced his daughter, and Molly wrapped her arms around Harry and began to cry.

"I was hoping at least one of my children remembered where we vacationed," she sobbed into his shoulder.

He tried to soothe her and pushed back angry tears of his own. Everything was perfect, right down to the bloody Elder Wand, and Voldemort still managed to be two steps ahead of them.

Molly moved on to Ginny and Arthur patted Harry's shoulder. "Come on Harry, let's see if we can set up some wards and build some form of shelter for the evening."

Harry nodded and followed Arthur. They put up protection wards and made the place as fortified as possible. The desert was cool, so Harry also put up a warming charm that Hermione had taught him when they were hunting Horcruxes. Bill and Fleur's cottage was still safe from Voldemort, as far as they knew, so Molly conjured some food and a pot and she and Ginny began to try to cook dinner. Arthur and Harry worked a few spells to create a small shelter, much like the pyramids, but bigger on the inside, similar to the tent they took to the Quidditch World Cup.

Molly and Ginny came in a few minutes later, carrying four bowls. Molly handed one to Arthur and Ginny handed one to Harry, and they began to eat in silence.

Harry took a few bites, but he had no appetite. He was so angry, and he was trying so hard to keep it all together. Why did his life have to be so horrible? Why did he have to lose his parents? Why did he have to grow up in a home where he was not loved? Since the age of one he had been battling with Voldemort, why? What did the wizarding world ever do for him? Why did Dumbledore knowingly leave him alone to fight this war?

All of these questions and more were running through Harry's mind, and he realized he was making himself angrier and angrier by the second. Then he realized the other three in the room were looking at him with mixed emotions, unsure of what to say.

Harry put his bowl on the ground as calmly as he could and stood. "Excuse me," he barely whispered as he stormed out of the tent.

He walked straight, he may have walked in circles, he wasn't quite sure where he was going or what he was doing. He paced, and cursed, and kicked the sand. He eventually found himself in front of a large pyramid. He looked up at the moon. It was a half moon, and a pair of bright blue eyes formed in his mind. Suddenly, all of his emotions began pouring out of him, and he punched the pyramid.

He punched it once, and then twice, he must have punched it twenty times, yelling, "Why? Why me? You bastard! Why would you leave me with this? Why does everyone depend on me? Why? Why do I put up with this?"

He continued to punch the wall, and his knuckles were bleeding.

"Harry! Harry, stop!" he heard Ginny yell from behind him.

She pulled him from the wall of the pyramid and he sunk to the ground, sobbing. She sunk down with him and pulled him into her arms. They sat like that for a few moments while Harry calmed himself. He matched his breathing to hers. He could feel her warm skin against his, the loving touch of her embrace. He could hear her heartbeat through her chest against his ear. He took in a deep breath, and he could smell faint traces of perfume on her skin. Harry wrapped his arms tightly around her and nuzzled into her neck a little more, hoping she didn't mind the tears running down his face.

That one girl.

She was the reason he didn't just hand himself over to Voldemort and leave the rest of the world to deal with him. She was the reason he got up every day. She was the reason he wanted to live. And she was worth it.

She kissed his head. "I know we will get this all figured out, Harry."

He shook his head. "He is growing too fast. We need more time… I need Dumbledore in the worst way right now."

She sighed sadly. "I know, Harry. We all do, but it's not like we can go back…" she froze, "in time," she whispered the last part.

Harry sat up and looked at her. He could see the gears turning in her mind. "Ginny, I know what you're thinking. I've thought about it too, but we destroyed all of the time turners in fifth year. Remember?"

She shook her head. "Time turners have only ever been used for trivial things. Nobody has ever gone more than a few hours back in time… Harry, what if I told you I knew where one was?"

He stared at her for a moment, not believing her at first. Then he grinned slightly. "Then I'd say do you want to travel about sixteen years back in time with me?"

She looked at him wide eyed. "Sixteen years, Harry? Why so far back?"

"I want to have a better childhood. And I could warn Dumbledore from the start, and we would have plenty of time to destroy all of the Horcruxes, maybe even before fourth year. Think about it Gin, you would have never been possessed by Tom Riddle, Cedric would never have died, Dumbledore would still be alive. Our lives could be so much better."

She was beginning to believe it too. "Okay, Harry, I think we can make this work."

He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "So where is it?" he asked.

"Grimmauld Place."

His grin widened. Maybe the world was giving back to him after his break down. Maybe he was just lucky.

"Kreacher!" he called.

The little elf appeared with a pop. "What can I's do for Master?" he croaked.

"I need you to bring me a time turner, Ginny will tell you where it is. Also, I need a couple of my friends."

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