Just when life has calmed down and the last of the next generation has left for Hogwarts; Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione are thrown back in time overnight. They wake up looking like they did in 1991 while keeping the memories of their lives, lives they now have to live all over again. They meet some old friends along the way; ones that they plan to save, and others they plan to put away. The only question is: Can they do all this without raising suspicions? (Blanket disclaimer- All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and I do not claim any right to them.)

the boy scratched at the skin on his wrist so hard it bled. he'd been doing it all summer. so much so that the skin on his left arm was nothing but scabs and irritated skin. it itched. it constantly fucking itched and it hurt. but the subtle pain was a decent daily distraction from his mind. and harry liked that. there's only so much dark magic a person can suffer before it leaves a mark. harry potter 8th year fanfic WARNING: 18+