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Harry Potter And The Twists Of Fate
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Category: Alternate Universe
Genres: Action/Adventure, Drama, Fluff, Humor
Warnings: Extreme Language, Sexual Situations, Violence
Story is Complete
Summary: What if the fates let Harry's parents live that night he got his scar, plus gave him a younger sister and become friends with the Weasleys, especially Ron earlier. What would be different?
Hitcount: Story Total: 214636; Chapter Total: 6963
Chapter 9: Back to Hogwarts
Strangely, the Potters got to King’s Station by quarter to eleven on September 1st. Several things seemed to go wrong that morning. First, the ministry car picking them up had two flat tires within minutes of each other. Then, the driver got off the wrong turnoff to London. In London, the traffic lights kept turning red on them. Then, there was parked car blocking the entrance to the station the bobbies couldn’t move. The Potters then stepped out of the car and unloaded it in the middle of the road.
“Hurry, James,” Lily said, moving rapidly as she pulled Rose along, “We’re late. The Express will be leaving in another 15 minutes.”
“We’ll just make it,” James, “Look, there are the Weasleys, about to go through the barrier.” He called out, “Arthur, Molly, wait!”
Sure enough, a mass of redheads stood at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. They all turned at the shout of Mr. Potter. Harry noticed that Percy was wearing a badge with a big letter ‘P’ on it over his muggle clothing. The big prat, he couldn’t wait to get to Hogwarts to show off his being made a prefect.
“James, Lily,” Mrs. Weasley said, “I would thought you’d be on the other side already. Hello, Harry. Hi, Rose.”
“We had a few problems today, Molly,” Lily said, “All sorts of strange mishaps delayed us. Otherwise, we’d have been here ages ago.”
“Hey, mate,” Ron called to Harry, “I never thought you’d get here after us.”
“I know, with Mum nagging us, we would have been here at least an hour ago,” Harry said, “But like she said, all sort of weird stuff kept happening to us, the ministry driver couldn’t find us, then it couldn’t get off the freeway at the right exit, then all the traffic lights turned red on us, stuff that wouldn’t be weird by themselves but all together?”
Before Ron could reply, their parents came over and started hustling the children and their trolleys through the barrier, careful to avoid the notice of the muggles. First, went the twins, then Percy and Arthur, followed by Molly and Ginny, then Lily with Rose. James came over to Ron and Harry.
“All right, boys?” he asked, “I’ll go through then you two follow me.”
James went through the barrier after a look around. Harry and Ron then set themselves behind the trolleys bearing their trunks and took off running for the wall.
Their trolleys hit the wall and bounced off, scattering their trunks on the ground, including Hegwig’s cage whereupon the poor owl started squawking and causing a scene. Harry and Ron groggily picked themselves up from where they had landed on the ground. One of the station men shouted to them, “Hey, you! What do you think you’re doing?”
“Sorry, lost control of the trolleys,” Harry called to him. He then turned to Ron, “What’s wrong? We can’t seem to get through.” He put his hand on the barrier and found it solid.
“We’re going to miss the Express,” Ron said, looking up at the station clock which was at 10:59, the second hand already at the number 10, counting down the seconds to 11.
‘Um, Ron, what do we do?” Harry asked, “We’re attracting a lot of attention.” Sure enough, many people were looking at them in curiosity. “Maybe we should go outside and wait for our parents. The ministry car we used may still be here. We can wait near it.”
“The car!” Ron suddenly said, “That’s brilliant, Harry. We can use our car to get to Hogwarts.”
“Your car, Ron?” Harry said, “That car your Dad showed us last month? The one he said was enchanted to fly and had an invisibility charm on it? That car?”
“Well, yeah,” Ron said, “We used it to get here, though Mum doesn’t know it can fly. Look, the barrier is down. The Express would have left by now. We need to get to school. We don’t know how long it will take for our parents to get back or even if they can get back. Come on, Harry, this is an emergency. We’re allowed to use magic in an emergency.”
“I don’t know, Ron,” Harry said, “Can you fly that thing? Is its invisibility charm strong enough? We’ll get into trouble if we’re seen, secrecy act and all. Though, I’d love to try it out, compare it to riding a broomstick.”
“Hey, it can’t be that hard, with magic guiding it, can it?” Ron said,
“Oh, all right,” Harry said, “Let’s go. Where did your dad park it?”
The two boys pushed their trolleys out and into the parking lot, stopping in front of a blue Ford Anglia parked in a secluded corner of the lot. They placed their trunks in the car’s boot. They were about to enter the car when they heard a couple of pops behind them. They turned around to find their fathers standing there.
“Thank goodness, we caught you just in time,” Mr. Weasley said. ”I wasn’t sure if you’d try to use this thing.”
“It’s a good thing you parked the car in a place where few muggles would have seen us, Arthur,” James said, “Otherwise, we couldn’t have Apparated here in time to catch these two from doing some mischief.” He eyed both boys. “All right, boys?” he said in a deeper than usual tone.
Harry gulped. His father was using his official Auror voice. “Um, we can explain, Dad.”
He told the two men about the barrier going solid on them. “Come on, Dad, please believe us. We wouldn’t make up something like that just to try out this thing.”
James looked at his son for a moment then said, “All right, I believe you. I tried to go back when you two didn’t follow me immediately. I couldn’t get through and had to Apparate.”
Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief. If James Potter believed them, then Arthur Weasley would, too. They turned to look at the older man.
Arthur Weasley smiled at them. “Don’t worry, boys. No harm done.” He turned to James, “Well, James, how do we get these two to school now? The Express was leaving just as we Apparated.”
James leaned back on the car for a moment, his hand cupping his chin. “We could ask Professor Dumbledore that, Arthur. The wards around Hogwarts prevent Apparating directly into the castle or the grounds. Maybe a portkey or the Floo will do. You wait here with the boys. I’ll Apparate back to Potter Manor and contact him.” With a twirl and a soft pop, James disappeared.
“All right, boys, just wait here,” Arthur said, “I have to go tell your mothers.” After doing a twirl, he too Disapparated.
Harry and Ron leaned back on the car, waiting. Soon enough, Molly and Lily came running to them, Arthur walking behind.
Molly pulled Ron into a tight hug, “Thank goodness, you two are safe. When you both didn’t follow us through, we got worried, especially when we couldn’t go back through the barrier.” She pulled back from Ron, eyeing him suspiciously, “You didn’t plan on using the car, did you?”
Behind her, Arthur shook his head and mouthed Didn’t tell her anything.
“Oh no, Mum,” Ron said, “We just decided to wait for you next to the car.”
“Yes, Mrs. Weasley,” Harry said, “We just wanted to wait for one of you to come find us.”
“Oh, really?” Lily said, smirking, her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned on the car, “Then why are your trunks already in the car’s boot? It would have been better to wait for us at the barrier.”
Harry’s eyes widened. He’d never get used to how intuitive their mothers were. He and Ron looked at each other nervously.
The boys were saved from further interrogation by a pop that announced the return of his father.
“All right, boys,” James said, “The headmaster said that you can floo into Hogwarts from Potter Manor. We’ll just head back there with the cars. He also sent an owl to the train telling them you’d get to Hogwarts by another way.”
The boys nodded their heads. Then Harry turned to his dad, “Um, Dad, can I ride back home with the Weasleys?”
James raised an eyebrow, “Well, I guess it’ll be fine if Arthur and Molly are okay with it.” He turned to his wife, “Lily? Do you have any objections?” Lily shook her head though she was eyeing her son suspiciously.
Harry turned to Mrs. Weasley with a pleading look.
“Oh, all right,” she said, “as long as your father and mother agree.”
“Tell you what,” Lily said, “I’ll ride with you back to the Manor. That way, James can send back the Ministry cars and get to work. After all, you can’t keep the Head Auror out all day.” She grinned at her husband.
“Yes, dear,” James said, grinning back, “That’s fine with me.” He turned to the elder Weasleys, shaking Arthur’s hand and kissing Molly on the cheek, “Well, I’ll see you two around.”
He turned to Harry, who was scowling slightly. He bent down to tousle his son’s already messy hair and whispered, “Nice try, son. You’ll have to wait until summer to try out that car.” He straightened, clapped Ron on the shoulder and Disapparated.
“All right, boys, come on,” Lily said, smiling at them, “You can sit in the back with me. Molly and Arthur can sit up front.”
The two boys grumpily got into the Ford Anglia for the trip back to Potter Manor.
An hour later, Harry stumbled out of the Headmaster’s fireplace at Hogwarts and Ron followed, falling over on top of the prone Harry.
“Get off me, Ron!” he said.
The two boys got themselves sorted and found that they weren’t alone.
“Good afternoon, boys,” Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling, “This is the first time since I became headmaster that we’ve had students who couldn’t catch the train.”
“It’s not our fault, Professor,” Harry said, “We don’t know why we couldn’t get through the barrier.”
“Yes, yes, Harry,” Dumbledore said, “Don’t worry. Your father had already explained it to me. I imagine he’ll investigate the matter.” He looked at both boys, his eyes twinkling again, “It’s a good thing that your fathers found you quickly. Who knows what would have happened if he didn’t? “
Harry and Ron gulped. Did the elderly headmaster know what they were planning to do?
Dumbledore chuckled, “Not to worry, boys. It’s all right now. Why don’t you go to the kitchens for lunch? I’m sure Harry’s father has told him how to get into them through a fruit portrait.” He chuckled again at the surprised look on Harry’s face. “Then, you can settle your things into your dormitory room. Hagrid will walk you over to the station to meet the train so you can come together with your classmates for the feast. I daresay a couple of redheaded first years would appreciate your support tonight.”
Harry remembered then that his sister and Ginny were starting at Hogwarts. “Come on, Ron. Let’s get to lunch. We have to meet the girls.” The two boys grabbed their trunks and dragged them to Gryffindor Tower.
Harry taught Ron how to enter the kitchens by tickling the pear on the fruit portrait. The house-elves gladly gave them a lunch that rivaled their usual meals. Then, they unpacked their things from their trunks.
Near sunset, Hagrid met them at the Entrance Hall. “All right, ‘arry, Ron?”
They walked with the huge man to the station and soon they caught sight of the Express.
As soon as the Express stopped, Hagrid went forward to collect the first years. Harry and Ron moved among the alighting students, looking for their sisters and friends.
Suddenly, someone with a lot of red hair rammed into Harry, pulling him into a tight embrace. Harry was wondering how emotional his sister could get when the person pulled back. He was surprised to see that it was Ginny who had embraced him.
“Oops,” Ginny said, her face almost as scarlet as her hair, “I thought you were Ron.” She moved to her brother, embracing him almost as strongly.
Then, Rose came up and hugged Harry for a second, “What happened to you two, bro? We were worried when the train started pulling out without you two on board.”
“We had some trouble with the barrier, sis,” Harry said, “It’s all right now. We got to Hogwarts okay.” He then saw and heard Hagrid calling the first years, “You and Ginny better get over there with the other first years.”
“All right, bro,” she said, “See you later.”
Harry watched the two redheads move off. Ginny hadn’t looked at him again.
Hermione came over to them, followed by Neville. “What happened at King’s Cross, Harry? Why did you and Ron fail to get on the train? Your sisters were really worried. It’s a good thing we got a note by owl that you were all right and already at Hogwarts.”
Harry and Ron told their two friends about the problem with the barrier.
“That’s strange,” Hermione said, “I’ve never read about that sort of thing happening to the barrier.”
“Yes,” Neville said, “It is strange. It’s like someone didn’t want the two of you from getting on the train.”
“Who could have that kind of power?” Harry asked, “Why didn’t he want us on the train?”
“That’s a real mystery, Harry,” Hermione said, “As soon as we have time, I’ll start looking for spells that could do that.” She glanced around, “But, right now, we better join the others for the ride to the castle.”
“Ride to the castle?” Ron asked, “Don’t tell me we’re taking those boats again.”
Hermione frowned, “If you’ve read Hogwarts: a History before, Ronald, you’d know that that’s only for the first years. We’re going by carriage. Come on, let’s follow the others.”
The four friends joined the older students walking out of the station. They soon spotted the carriages and wondered how they moved. They got into the last one and set off for the castle.
Later, as they sat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, they watched the first years enter through the huge doors and stare in awe at the ceiling.
They listened to the Sorting Hat’s song which was similar to the one they had heard the year before. They watched the sorting start.
Soon, they heard “Potter, Rose Lily” and watched Rose nervously approach the stool with the Sorting Hat. She sat down and the Hat was placed on her head by Professor McGonagall.
Two minutes passed and Harry started to get apprehensive. Then, the Hat said, “GRYFFINDOR!”
Harry breathed a sigh of relief and stood up as his sister ran up to their table. He hugged her and said, “Glad you could join us, sis.”
“So am I,” she said, smirking. Then she whispered to him, “You know that thing wanted to place me in Slytherin? I told it, no way, I want to be with my brother.”
Harry chuckled, “You know what? It tried the same thing with me last year. Well, this proves we’re siblings.”
Rose laughed and slapped him on the arm. She sat down between him and Hermione. Then she saw Neville and her face became a little pink. Turning away, she watched the rest of the sorting.
When Ginny was called up to the Sorting Hat, it took it only ten seconds before saying “GRYFFINDOR!” She ran over to their table and sat down between Rose and Hermione.
The rest of the feast proceeded well. Soon, the students dispersed to head for their dormitories. Percy stood up at the Gryffindor table and led the first years off, Harry and his three friends followed at a leisurely pace. They stopped by the owlery to send an owl to Harry and Ron’s parents with news of their safe arrival and their sisters’ sorting into Gryffindor.
Later that night, as he lay in his bed, Harry wondered about the strange incident with the barrier. Neville’s words came back to him.
Why would anyone want to keep him and Ron from getting on the Express? Was it to keep them from going back to Hogwarts?
Then he remembered all the mishaps they had that morning. It seemed that those incidents were delays to keep them from getting to the station on time. So, was he the real target and Ron got involved because they tried getting through the barrier together? Why? Did it have anything to do with Voldemort?
After the events of the last year, Harry was aware that Voldemort was around, waiting to come back. Was something going to happen in Hogwarts that someone didn’t want him around? Harry decided he needed to keep his eyes open.
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