Harry Potter and The Day It Changed... For the better!

author note: thankyou Galgalatz for helping me with this chapter

Mind speak

{Beast speak includes gobbledygook}

Spells

Normal speech

"Harry," the voice said quietly. "Harry, it's time to wake up."

Harry had been hearing this voice every day since he'd gone to Diagon Alley. He could still remember the first time he'd heard it…

[Flashback]

"Harry," the voice said. "It's time to get up."

Harry awoke with a start, as it was not normal for him to wake up to such a nice voice, here in his small bedroom.

"Harry, it's okay you're safe. It's just me. You should be able to recognize me once you put your glasses on."

So Harry did so, only to be confused at who was there. He couldn't recognize the woman standing in his room. She seemed to be around her mid-twenties, had flaming red hair, and was currently looking at him with a kind smile. But Harry saw only her emerald green eyes—the exact shade of his—and asked the first thing he could think of.

"Who are you?" Harry croaked out. He had a feeling he knew the answer. He just hoped this wasn't a dream.

"It's me, Harry. It's your mum, Lily Potter," she replied quietly to her son's question. "But before you get excited I'm here to explain a few things that aren't very pleasant, so hear me out."

"Now, first thing's first, you need some food and drink." As she spoke, a tray with a bowl of cereal, some buttered toast on a plate, and a bottle of juice appeared on Harry's bed. "Ah, there we go! By the way, I've taken the liberty to put some nutritional potion in the juice to help against the malnourishment you've suffered, so you'd better drink it all up."

"Yes, mum," Harry replied so quietly she'd almost missed it. The word brought a dazzling smile to her lips.

Harry quickly ate up his breakfast in bed, eager to hear what his mother had come to tell him.

"So, mum, you said you had something to explain to me?" Harry asked after having finished his breakfast. Just being able to say the word brought a small smile to his face.

"Yes, Harry, I did. Are you sure you want to hear this, though? Some of it is not very pleasant." Receiving a nod from Harry she continued. "Very well, I will explain what I can, as some I am not allowed to tell you. Firstly, you should know that both your dad and I love you and are so very proud of how you have handled yourself—especially when it has come to school and the Dursleys."

Her smile vanished as she said the last part, and the Dursleys had come out with a growl. "I won't go into detail on that particular thought since you will not be dealing with them anymore once you go see the goblins."

"Err, mum, why do I need to go see the goblins? I've already been to my vault."

"Because, Harry, you have more than just one vault. The vault you went to was just your trust vault. More on that when you visit the goblins, now after we will finish talking here I need you to send a letter to Gringotts, asking for an appointment for an inheritance test, abilities test, and for mine and your father's will to be read," Lily said.

"Now, before I get into the core of the matter, I need you to understand one thing- Albus Dumbledore, and Molly, Percy and Ronald Weasley are not to be trusted. I will explain why tomorrow after you've been at Gringotts."

For the rest of that hour Lily told Harry about the prophesy, and about Lord Voldemort's life story and horcruxes.

"Harry, when you'll go to Hogwarts you must hide your true abilities, do you understand?"

She explained further at his questioning look. "The reason for this is so people will underestimate you, okay?"

At his nod she continued. "You will be meeting one of your summer tutors in about three hours. Be good, and I'll be back in the morning, as I can only be here from 6:30 am till 11:00 am. You'll have to do your chores for today but after tomorrow you won't have to. Love you, my little Harry."

And with a hug she was gone.

3 hours later

Harry was sitting in his room just finishing the letter to the goblins, hoping it would be okay, when a chill went through the room, followed by a bright flash of light. Harry guessed this must be his summer mentor. He turned around to greet whoever it was, as he heard a kind old voice that held a mystical tone.

"Hello, Harry, I hope you're doing better after your chat with your mum," the old man said.

"Umm, hi sir, yes I'm fine, although a tad confused as it was a lot of information to take in, in a short time." Harry replied. "I'm sorry, sir, but who are you? And I take it you're my summer tutor along with my mum?"

"Ah yes, quite right, well, Harry, I am Myrddin Emrys also known as Merlin Ambrosius. You can just call me Merlin."

"You, Harry, are the last of my Line from your mother's side, and seeing as she didn't know this until she'd died—meaning she couldn't claim my title or vaults—this is also part of the reason you need to go see the goblins. I see you have finished your letter! There's a good lad, now let's send it off shall we?" Merlin said.

"Yes, sir, I was just going to see if I'd written the letter well before I was going to send it off. Could you go over it for me, sir? Harry asked quietly, looking down at his feet.

"Of course, Harry, I would be happy to before we move on to our lesson for today. Now let's read this letter shall we?"

Merlin picked up the parchment lying on the desk and scanned it quickly. "Hmm, very well written, Harry, and worded perfectly so there's no insult. Go ahead and attach it to Hedwig before we shall start our lesson."

Harry quickly grabbed the letter and went over to Hedwig whose cage seemed to be unlocked; he looked questioningly over to Merlin who was wearing a smirk and a pair of twinkling turquoise eyes.

He mentally shrugged to himself and continued. "Hey, Hedwig, are you ready for a flight?"

The owl in question turned her head upwards in an affronted look as if to say 'you must be kidding, I'm always ready'.

"Sorry girl, I'll make sure not to doubt you again. Could you take this letter to Gringotts to an available goblin? Please wait and see if they would like to send a reply through you."

Hedwig bobbed her head in agreement as Harry tied the letter to her leg, and was soon out the open window. "Alright, Merlin, now that the letter is sent what is it you were going to teach me?" A now excited Harry asked, thinking privately that he was going to make sure he did his best with learning all he could, so he could get rid of Voldemort for good this time.

"Yes, well, the first part of the lesson is on goblins, then after that I would like you to read the first two chapters in Charms, Transfiguration, DADA, Potions and the first chapter in Herbology. While you're reading those books, I will still be here if you have any questions."

"For now we will start on goblins and how to behave around them. We will also study their language, and I will teach you how to speak gobbledygook-"

And with that they went right into it, Harry eagerly retaining all he could and reading as much as he could as fast as he could, but still slowly enough he would be able to take in the information.

At 6:30, Merlin decided it was time to take a break and have dinner. Clearing his throat to get Harry's attention he said, "Harry it's time for your dinner, and we'll be having some Sheppard's pie and apple juice with your nutrition potion in it. In case you're wondering where the food is coming from, it is from a rather excitable House-Elf named Dobby who works for me and will be your personal House-Elf. So tuck in and I shall explain what a house elf is, okay, Harry?" Seeing a now familiar light of eagerness enter Harry's bright emerald green eyes and a nod of his head, Merlin continued.

"So House Elves are small creatures who are considered inferior by many pureblood witches and wizards, not all, but many—mainly in Britain will this bigotry be found. House Elves need to bond with a witch or a wizard in order to use magic—oh they have magic and powerful magic at that—but they need the bond for their magic to recover or live in a house or place that has a large amount of ambient magic around so they can absorb the magic that way. Most prefer to work with a family."

"Now essentially they are workers who love to clean and look after the person/family they are bonded to, and the more powerful the witch or wizard the more powerful the Elf. That is the most information I can give on House Elves, but remember to never give a House Elf any clothing by hand or it will sever the bond. It is looked on as an insult to the Elf who will be an outcast to the Elf society."

It was quiet for about five minutes before Harry broke it with a questions that had been on his mind. "Merlin, what did you mean by pureblood witch or wizard?"

"Now, muggleborn is quite simply the name of magical folk born to non-magical parents. Not a lot is known about how a muggleborn is born, but they have magic and that means they need to learn to control that magic. On the other side of the spectrum you have squibs, who are people born to magical folk, but unable to use magic themselves."

"Well, Harry, that is a good question. Purebloods are wizards from a wizarding family that goes back several generations, like the Potters. The name is Pureblood, but you, Harry, are what is classed as a Half-blood even though your mum wasn't actually a muggleborn. She was born from my Line and Ravenclaw's Line, but her ancestors were squibs several generations back."

"It is getting late and you have had much to learn. Your homework from me will be reading the next two chapters in Charms and Transfiguration. I bid you goodnight, Harry, and I shall see you tomorrow just before you leave for Gringotts."

With a wink, twinkling eyes and a small pop he was gone and Harry was left alone to finish his reading.

He finally went to sleep late at night, after reading two extra chapters in DADA and Potions. He was too excited to sleep to start with, so he thought more reading might help and having a little extra knowledge wouldn't hurt—His favorite saying going 'round in his head 'Knowledge is Power', and better know more than needed than know less than expected.

Finally Harry was able to get to sleep and still no sight of Hedwig but hoped she would be back tomorrow. That night he dreamed of his mum and of the magic he was hoping to learn.