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Harrys eyes opened slowly, he had a hell of a headache and his eyes were blurry, he touched his pounding head wincing when his hand brushed where his scar used to be.

he looked at his hand a stilled, it was way smaller than it should be.

he looked around the small cupboard and realization dawned on him, he was back in the cupboard under the stairs.

he was a child and he wasn't sure just how he got here, last he remembered was sending his daughter off to school......no.

harry started to hyperventilate, the memory's coming back to him, his baby girl, whom who swore to protect was...dead.

harry fell face first into his tiny ratty mattress and in the dark of the night cried his little heart out.

for weeks harry was despondent, he was doing his chores on auto pilot and didn't make a peep, no one noticed after all they didn't care about him in the first place.

harry kept wondering why he bothered living, his reason to live was gone and all of his hard work defeating Voldemort was gone.

that thought pattern eventually lead harry to his reason, everyone was still alive, all of his loved ones, minus his little girl, he debated just having her again but he couldn't, they had shared so Manny memory's and he would be expecting something that maby the child wouldn't be able to give, no he loved her too much to do that to her, he would just have to focus in making everything right before he died.

harry used his magic to do his chores when the Durslys were not looking partly to make it easier on himself and mostly to train his magic and his wandless magic, he would need to be ready for everything and harry wasn't sure if his younger self could handle what he had in store yet.

the magic wrapped around harry like an old friend, something that was equally as old and also much older then him, harry would go to Hogwarts, there was more people to save there then anywhere else and harry wouldn't let them down, never again would he let his precious people die.

growing up again sucked, his bones and joints ached height issues and he knew hormones would suck, why did it have to take so long to grow, it was too bad that he couldn't just get to his old self, but harry knew he was dead, dead dead not coming back in that body, besides...he didn't want her alone.

years passed and soon harry was getting his letter from hagrid in the horrible little shack in the ocean.

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