Renewing What He Lost - ON HOLD

Chapter 4- Meeting Dead Family and Others

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When the trio landed they fell on top of each other . Or at least Hermione fell on top of Ron. Neither of them looked to sad about this.

Harry looked around. They were in Dumbledore's office. Well past Dumbledore's office. Suddenly a voice said "Are you okay?"

Harry looked up and saw Dumbledore himself. He looked the same in the future but his beard was just a little shorter now. His sparkling blue eyes were still the same. They still gave Harry the feeling that he was being x-rayed.

"Hi" Harry said. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Ron and Hermione get up.

"Um, sorry sir." said a flustered Hermione.

"It's quite alright. Please sit." Dumbledore replied while waving a hand over to the comfy chairs that Harry had sat in many times before. "Lemon Drop anyone?" He asked.

They politely declined. First Hermione took out a letter that Dumbledore had wrote to give his past self. Then after he read it he looked at Harry and said "Well, I'm gonna assume that you're Harry because practically a James look-a-like, but you have your Mother's eyes." He then looked at Ron and said with a wink "You must be a Weasley. You have the trade-mark red hair. Now you," He looked at Hermione and said., "I don't recognize you."

"I'm a muggle-born sir." She replied.

Comprehension dawned on his face. "Well we can't have Ron and Harry running around looking like their parents. If you'll let me I can change their appearances." He said.

"Of course! Please do. I'm not that good at changing looks." Hermione replied with a sigh of relief.

"Hermione!" Harry and Ron yelled in outrage. "You were gonna do our appearances!"

Hermione had the decency to look sheepish.

"Are you ready?" Dumbledore asked patiently. Harry and Ron looked at each other. They both nodded reluctantly.

Dumbledore turned to Ron first. He muttered a series of incantations and Ron's hair turned to a light brown and his eyes turned to a hazel color. Hermione nodded her approval.

Dumbledore did the same thing that he did to Ron, to Harry. After he was done he looked around for a mirror and looked in the reflection. He had dirty blond hair and dark navy blue eyes. That should do it.

"Well, the feast will begin in a few minutes. Would you accompany me down to the Great Hall?" Dumbledore asked politely.

"Of course Headmaster." Hermione replied quickly. As they walked down to the feast Harry looked around and realized that Hogwarts in his time was about the same in this time.

Suddenly he realized he would be seeing his parents, his godfather who were by the way dead.

Yup, tonight he will probably have the worlds biggest mental breakdown. They were a few feet from the doors when Professor Mcgonagall led the first years in.

'Was I that short when I was a first year?' Harry wondered. Somehow, he wondered, he probably was. Dumbledore pushed the doors open he saw the four house tables. Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin.

As Dumbledore went up to the teachers table and sat in his high gold chair in the middle, the trio went over to the Gryffindor table and sat down. People looked over at them and stared wondering who the new kids were.