Once Harry had taken the numerous bad tasting potions, she left to her office. Harry was soon out in another blissful sleep, even if he would be waking up in a soon hours….

Poppy made to go into her office. Sitting down, she found a note saying that she was to floo Dumbledore and Minerva once she was done. Sighing, she then threw her arms up in defeat and went to floo over the Headmaster and transfiguration professor.

"Professors," she said, "he's sleeping. For how long, I don't know. You said that we needed to talk?" Albus gave a curt nod. "Shall I come over then?" she asked.

"No. I shall bring Minerva over shortly to talk in your office again. We need to keep an eye on our new mysterious guest, I'm afraid."

Five minutes later found Poppy, Minerva and Dumbledore talking about Harry.

"What was that?" asked McGonagall, still shocked, "Did we just have a conversation with someone from the future? This- this is just too strange."

"Yes. Albus, what was that? I don't think I'll ever live this day down!" said Poppy with a little bit of exasperation in her voice.

"Oh, but you will, my dear," said Dumbledore. "I know for a fact," he added.

"And how do you know?" she snapped.

"Because our dear Mr. Potter said that you don't like him because this is practically his second home," he answered calm, his twinkle back in his bright blue eyes.

"Albus!" warned Minerva.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll behave," he mocked. "And that," he said, answering the first question given to him, "was a conversation with someone from the future. Strange, I might say, and highly doubtable, but one that I'm willing to believe for now."

"But how can you believe him, Albus?" asked McGonagall. "It's a likely possibility that he's a Death Eater and we know nothing about him."

Poppy gave a sigh. "Minerva, if you want to interrogate him until the day he leaves, feel free to do so, but you will always end up with the same answer: he is light, not dark. Said so himself. He has to kill V-Vo- you-know-who!"

"Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself," quoted Albus."And I'm afraid that you have no right to interrogate him until the day he leaves, but a few polite questions, I see not how they could hurt. My emphasis on few and polite, Minerva. He has been through a great ordeal and I do not wish to stress it any farther. Has Harry had the dreamless sleep potion yet?" he asked, changing the topic.

"Yes, he has. I'm not sure how long he will sleep, or if he'll even dream or not, but its worth a try."

"Yes, yes, I suppose so." The teachers continuedtheir talk until they heard talking from in the other room. Fortunately, it was only Harry, though he was talking in his sleep. As soon as the adults walked in, he stopped. They just stood, looking at him, afraid of what would happen.

Minutes passed by slowly until Harry woke with a start. He looked at Dumbledore and directed the comment at him: "Voldemort… and his Death Eaters- attacking- attacking Diagon Ally. Hurry-" was all he got out before he fell unconscious.

"Poppy," said Albus after a few moments of confusion, "you stay here and watch the boy and report to me if he wakes up anymore immediately. Minerva, go to your office and floo up the Order for an attack at Diagon Ally. I, myself, will go floo the Ministry of Magic and get some Aurors. Well, what are you waiting for?" he added when neither of them moved.

Soon enough, everyone got out of their stupor and started on the tasks.

AN: Shocking place to end, so I think I will.