Chapter 2

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Harry woke, but kept his eyes closed, afraid of what he would see. But he could tell something was wrong. He felt different, smaller. And he was lying on a hard bed. A door creaked somewhere and then someone spoke in a loud voice.

"OI! Get up already! Fred and George want to play Quidditch early, before mum can give us jobs to do"

It sounded like... but it couldn't be Ron. His voice was too high. And what was he talking about? Fred and George? Finally Harry opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was orange everywhere. Chudley Cannon posters. Then he saw Ron, roughly 12 years old, and Harry realised this was when he first stayed at The Burrow. But thats not how Time Turners were supposed to work. They didnt make you younger. What the hell was going on?

"Um, ok... I'll be down soon, just.. just let me get changed first." said Harry, thinking of an excuse to be alone to think things over.

"Ok, see you out at the yard soon" said Ron as he left.

Harry got up off the ground and sat on Ron's bed, running his hands through his hair. The Time Turner must've been broken, but he hadn't thought this would happen. And why now?  Why not just a year? How was he supposed to get back, or would he never be able to?

The one question he was most curious to know was how much would change if he did things differently? He decided it was worth a try, perhaps things could go a lot smoother this time. Less death and tragedy.

Harry grabbed some clothes out of his trunk, got changed then headed down stairs.

As he made his way down stairs, he saw a flash of red hair dissapear behind a door. Ginny. What if he made more progress with her? He would be able to spend much more time with her than they had. They would have ages together, instead of less than half his school year.

He knocked on her door.  He heard something drop to the ground inside. Harry smirked, he forgot how nervous she used to get around him. The door swung ajar and her face appeared, blushing violently. She didn't say anything, and she was avoiding his eyes.

"Hey Ginny, listen I was thinking you should come play with us? I bet your better than your brothers think. And it can't be your first time on a broom, if I were you I'd sneak into the broomshed and have a go when I can" he grinned at her "Oh c'mon wouldn't it be awesome to see the look on their face when they realise you can fly?"

she mumbled something that sounded like "alright" so they headed downstairs together. Harry tried talking to her but she was pretty shy. They met Ron, George and Fred. Fred! Man it was great to see him again thought Harry.

"What's she doing here?" asked Fred, looking at Ginny "Since when can she fly?"

Harry raised his eyebrows "You'd be surprised"

Like Harry had thought, Fred, George's and Ron's jaws dropped when they saw Ginny on a broom. She was a natural. They had a great time playing Quidditch, and Ginny was able to practise passing more now that she wasn't playing by herself. Haryy missed his Firebolt, even though his Nimbus outstripped the Weasley's by far, it just didn't flow as well as his Firebolt did. But it was great to fly again, not having anything to worry about.

Over the next few weeks at The Burrow Ginny became more comfortable around Harry, but she was still shy. They went to Diagon Alley, Harry was hoping not to meet Lockhart this time round.

They travelled by Floo Powder, and Harry made sure he turned up at the right fire this time. He climbed out of the fireplace into The Leaky Cauldron, shortly followed by Ron, then Fred, George, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley. They made their way to Gringotts, and met Hermione and her parents on the white steps outside.

"Harry! Ron! Oh, it's wonderfull to see you again!" exclaimed Hermione, hugging both of them. "I suppose your getting some money out of your vaults? My parents are going to exchange muggle money."

They entered into the main hall, The Weasleys and Hrry went with their goblin and took their cart to their vaults, and left the Grangers to exchange their money.

It killed Harry to think how close he was to one of the Horcruxes, but he knew not to make a move, he was only one person.

After getting as much gold as he could fit into his money pouch, they came back to the the main hall,. Back outside they organised when and where to meet. Mrs. Weasley suggested at Flourish and Blotts, but Harry said they should meet at Eyelopes Owl Emporium. He didn't want to go through the whole Lockhart thing again. They agreed to meet outside there in an hour and a half, while Fred and George went off to meet Lee, Percy to buy a new quill and Mr and Mrs Weasley went to buy Ginny's robes and books for everyone, so they wouldn't have to wait in the crowd as well.

After wondering around with Ron and Hermione looking at different shops, getting basic supplies for school, and lunch, they came to the Owl Emporium 15 minutes early. Harry went inside bought a tawny owl for the Weasley's, calling it Emeric, a name from Hogwarts a History. He gave to them as a thanks for looking after him over the summer, saying that Errol really wasn't up to the job more anyway.There was a lot of "thankyou's!" and "don't mention it!" between Harry and Mrs weasley before they left.

It was now his last night at The Burrow, and Harry was anxious to see Luna tomorrow. She was touching the Time Turner too when it happened. And also he had to try and stop Dobby from closing the gate. He really couldn't wait to see him either, he missed Dobby so much.

So Harry went to bed early that night, thinking over and planning how to get through the barrier, and other ways to get to Hogwarts with out flying and crashing the Weasley's car.

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What do you think?

Characters that aren't your own are hard to understand and write with the same personality, so sorry if arry doesn't seem the same to you, and for the other characters too.

Don't be afraid to correct my grammar and spelling.

I shall write chapter 3 over the next few days :)

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