Harry and Hermione never took their eyes off each other as they made love. They knew death was coming for them, but it was what they wanted. Harry saw in one of his visions that around fifty death eaters along with a large group of werewolves were coming for them. If they were going to die then they were going to be together as it happened. They potion would stop their hearts but if it worked the way it was supposed to then it would send their souls back to a specific date and time.
Just as Harry and Hermione reached their peak, they were both surrounded in a brilliant green light, the same colour as the killing curse. They both felt the pull, but not from sex, it was similar to the feeling of a port key. They kept their eyes on each other as the pull got stronger, and as they both reached their climax the colour changed until they were surrounded in a bright golden light. It was right then that their hearts stopped beating.
Harry blinked, 'Hermione,' he looked around and realised he was in the cupboard at the Dursley's, then he saw his arms and legs, 'Fuck,' Harry realised he was a kid again, before he went to Hogwarts. The description about the potion never said they would become young.
'Okay, I need to calm down and think,' Harry stared down at his young skinny body. It only took a few minutes before Harry went over everything that happened. Harry and Hermione used the dark potion to send their souls back in time. They knew they were going to die, Harry knew Hermione would be tortured and probably raped before they got around to killing her. Harry would do anything to make sure Hermione was safe. So even though this potion was considered dark and risky, Harry had no objection to using it if it helped Hermione.
'I hope Hermione still has her memories or trying to explain this might have her thinking Harry was crazy. The book said they would remember, and I do, so Hermione should.'
Harry went to lie back so he could relax and work on how to contact Hermione. He felt something dig into his back. He reached around and grabbed his wand.
'Blimey, I'm back but I still have this, I wonder if that means the magic will be picked up,' Harry figured since he was technically still over seventeen, so he should be able to get away with using some magic. He had all his memories and he knew the spells all he has to hope was that he still didn't have the trace on him. He had done plenty of magic at the Dursley's when he was young, and nothing was ever done before. He looked through the small vent and realised it was dark, so Harry pointed his wand at the door, 'Alohomora,' he heard the click so he pushed open the door then waited to make sure the Dursley's didn't see or hear anything.
Harry slowly climbed out of the cupboard, 'It's late, really late, but I have to know,' Harry moved as silently as he could towards the telephone. He had memories Hermione's phone number the year before in case he needed to talk to her.
The phone on the other end only rang once before it stopped, 'Harry.'
'Hermione,' Harry sagged, 'Thank goodness, so you remember?'
'Yes, I remember everything. I just gave my parent's a quick rundown so they would know this is all real. We're coming to get you straight away.'
'But you know the old man will send me back.'
'No, not if you use the imperius on your relatives. We said it Harry, we have no choice but to step up or we could have ended up dead or married to people we don't love.'
'I don't mind using it on them, not after the way they treated me. But what am I supposed to make them do?'
'Make them move, quickly. We have two months before we get our letters which will give us time to work a few things out. Mum and dad said they will work on being your guardian we just have to get our stories straight.'
'I'm going to borrow Dudley's camera, take a few pictures of my so called room and the way they make me live. I'll do that right after I use the curse. How long with you be?'
'It will take us about an hour to get there so make sure you get lots of pictures of the cupboard, your clothes and Dudley's bedroom. Even take pictures of the photos around the house so they can see that there are none of you.'
'I get it, take as many pictures as I can to make sure no one in their right mind would send a kid back here to this house or these people. Okay, I'll get started then see you when you get here, but tell your parent's thanks.'
'I will, I love you.'
'I love you too,' Harry hung up the phone then crept up the stairs. He stood at Dudley's open door then silently summoned his camera. He decided to take Dudley's money stash as well so he summoned that as well. He knew he would need clothes and it would be risky to go to his vault until he got his Hogwarts letter.
After waking his uncle and aunt he used the imperius curse. He had them write a letter stating they didn't want Harry and they were moving overseas to make sure he couldn't return to them. Harry made sure that the Dursley's would know to change their name, he also made sure that they would move quickly, even if they had to pay someone to pack up their house. Harry also made Petunia write a letter stating that the Grangers were to have guardianship of Harry.
Once Harry was done, he put a six hour sleeping spell on them then took more money from that room. When he was done Harry moved to the other room, his old bedroom. He looked around then as he was about to close the door he spotted the loose floor board was ajar. Harry lay on his stomach and lifted the floor board to see his invisibility cloak and photo album. Harry was stunned, he was back before he got them but they were here, yet he had no idea how they got here. He would have to ask Hermione if the cloak was still in her bag since they made sure it was in the bag before they left. Harry figured some higher power was helping him so he just grabbed them and hurried down the stairs and outside. He kept the cloak over himself so no one would see him, he would remove it but not until he saw Hermione and her parent's.
'I hope I can get Hedwig when we go to Diagon alley. Sirius, I could get him cleared, somehow,' Harry kept thinking about the next few years, and the plans they had worked out, 'Cedric, I will make sure he doesn't die, then stop Voldemort returning. We'll work that out after we get out of here.'
Harry couldn't stop thinking about all the plans he and Hermione had discussed. But he also couldn't stop thinking about the things he would like to change, and hoped their plans worked. He never realised how long he had been thinking until a car slowed then stopped right in front. Harry pulled off the cloak then hurried to Hermione who had jumped out of the car. They hugged tightly.
'I can't believe it actually worked.'
'Neither can I, but we'll talk tomorrow, it's late and we still have an hour's drive.'
Harry looked towards the car, 'Hi, um, I'm Harry.'
'Yes, Hermione told us, we can talk tomorrow, let's just get going.'
Harry followed Hermione into the car, 'Thanks Mr. Granger.'
'Its fine son, but we will need to hear the whole story tomorrow.'
'It may take longer than a day to explain, but we'll tell you the truth, about everything.'
'Harry,' Hermione squeaked.
'They need to know it all Hermione so they can be prepared. You know they won't let me go, so we'll make sure it works in our favour so neither of us are put in danger. I won't lose you Hermione, we do this right and we just might save a lot of lives. But your parent's have to know everything.'
'Yes, they do, I'm sorry. I was always worried what would happen if…' Hermione sighed.
'You thought if your parent's knew what happened they would make you leave. But then you three would be obliviated and your magic bound. This way we can prepare your parent's but also make sure we're ready for everything. We take enough precautions to make sure nothing happens to us or your parent's. We have a lot of plans to pull off and we have a lot of plans to put together. We'll need to buy a lot of things to help us over the next few years. We wrote everything down so we wouldn't forget. We need to make sure our plans are kept somewhere safe from anyone magical. Do you remember Mad-eye's trunk?'
'Oh yes, which would help. I know we spoke about how we can change things, especially if it will save lives but also make sure we don't end up in danger.'
'Also Cedric and Sirius, we have to work on when we can help get Sirius free as well. You are right though, it's late and my mind just doesn't want to work. Oh, the books, do you still have them?'
'I have everything, books, the locket, my wand, your cloak yet I noticed you had your cloak.'
'Yeah, I have no idea how we ended up with stuff that we wouldn't get for a while. But now I have two cloaks and they look exactly the same. At least you can have one on you at all times just like I can.'
'If you believe in fate then maybe fate is giving us a second chance. But you know what I believe it is Harry?'
'I don't, not unless you tell me.'
'Even though we used that potion I believe your parent's helped us. You said they helped you before, and with magic we've seen things that are impossible. So it's not hard to believe they could have helped us keep the items we needed.'
'I always feel them so maybe they are with me, like they said they were,' Harry looked over at Hermione's father, 'I'm sorry sir, I'm sure you're confused, but we'll get to the explanations, I promise.'
'I know you will, that is one thing Hermione said to us, we could trust you.'
Harry smiled then turned back to his girlfriend. He could hardly believe how they looked yet he still felt the same towards Hermione as he did when they were in the tent, making love. He would have to make sure Hermione's parents didn't find out about that. They might trust him at the moment but if the Grangers heard that he had been having sex with their daughter who they see as eleven years old, he could end up dead. Harry knew they wouldn't really kill him but they could easily keep Hermione away from him. He needed her if he was going to change things. He had a lot of ideas and he needed Hermione's smarts to help him pull them off.