Harry Potter: Love's Second Chance

The elf's tears stopped but he refused to look at Hermione as he started muttering. "Mudblood comes close to Kreacher; oh what would my mistress say? But she offers to help do what Kreacher cannot. If Kreacher refuses then it might not get done, and I was ordered to do it. I have to let the mudblood help," Even as he continued to look away, Kreacher nodded.

"Kreacher, could you get the locket?" Hermione asked still in a gentle voice and when the elf shook his head she asked. "Why not?"

"Master told Kreacher not to move from this spot," Kreacher explained, "Kreacher must stay."

Hermione looked at Sirius who said. "Kreacher, you may go get this item and then return directly back here."

Kreacher disappeared in an instant. As soon as he was gone, Hermione turned back to Sirius, "Is there something of Regulus' around that Kreacher might like? Wait, let's ask him."

When Kreacher returned with the heavy gold locket with the 'S' on the front, he laid it on the table. He then looked at Hermione and stated, "Mudblood said she could destroy it."

"We will, but we need a little time," Hermione replied as she stared at the object knowing what it was. Finally she turned to the elf. "Kreacher, you did a brave thing those years ago. Sirius," She looked over at her husband's godfather, "has agreed to let you have anything in the house that you would like. I think you already have some treasures in your room. Would you like to be able to keep them all, with Sirius' blessing?"

"All?" Kreacher asked looking at Hermione, and then at Sirius who was still trying to figure out what was going on.

"You can keep anything you have, Kreacher," Sirius said, as he was coming to grips with the new understanding of his family. "And if there is anything else you want of Regulus', let me know and I'll let you have it, if possible."

The house-elf broke down in a new bout of crying.

"So what makes this locket so important to Voldemort? Why did it get my brother killed?" Sirius asked as he reached for it.

"I wouldn't touch it too often," Hermione warned.

Sirius jerked his hand away as if the metal had turned red hot. "Why?"

Harry glanced at Hermione. They both knew the next few minutes were critical. They knew they had to convince Sirius and it all depended on his next few words. He let out a sigh as he reached for and picked up the locket. The feeling of revulsion coursed through him as he remembered the effects it had had on them while they had worn it all of those months. "This is what Dumbledore has been hiding from everyone because he thinks no one but himself should know," He started. "This and similar objects are the secret to defeating Voldemort."

"What? How could you possibly know that?"

"If we tell you, you have to promise that you won't tell Dumbledore. EVEN if you don't believe us, you can't tell Dumbledore what we are about to tell you."

"Why?" Sirius again had a look of a confused man. "Dumbledore needs to know anything that can help defeat Voldemort."

"Not this, and you'll understand why if you'll just promise us you won't tell him. If he were to find out what we know, he'd most likely obliviate us to keep the knowledge to himself."

Sirius was about to object, but the fierceness of Harry's gaze made him pause. Slowly he nodded. "Fine, but I still have to tell him about Kreacher going to the Malfoys."

Harry shrugged. "Once we finish telling you what we have to say, you might think otherwise, but I won't keep you from doing that. You do need to order Kreacher to not tell anyone, not even Order members, that he saw Hermione and me here today. He especially can't tell anyone what we have discussed and will discuss, unless you say otherwise."

Sirius again nodded and gave Kreacher the commands.

"A couple of other things we need to tell you before we begin the main story," Harry said. "The first is we know what The Order has been trying to protect in the Department of Mysteries. I know all about the prophecy," That brought Sirius' eyes onto Harry's very quickly.

"How?" Was all Sirius asked. "Who told you what they're guarding?"

"You'll soon know," Harry explained. "The other thing is, I know you made me your heir in your will," And at another surprised look from his godfather he explained, "I know this because your will was read after your death in about three weeks," Harry held up his hand and said, "Let me finish, please. This is the part that's going to sound utterly insane, but just let us finish," Harry looked at his wife and gave her a small smile before he turned back to Sirius. "We, I mean Hermione and I, are really two years older and have seen too many deaths; yours, Remus', Tonks', Dumbledore's and many others. We were given the chance to come back to our bodies in this time and try to fix the mistakes mostly caused by one man, Albus Dumbledore."

Sirius had a look of disbelief on his face, but before he could say anything, Harry continued. "Please, let me finish. It all started right after I defeated Voldemort."

"You defeated Voldemort?" Now Sirius was staring at Harry as if he had two heads.

"Do you know what the prophecy says? The one the Order is protecting?"

"No," Sirius admitted. "Dumbledore said it concerns you and Voldemort, but it's too dangerous for anyone to know what it says."

"Of course," Harry replied. "Snape didn't know the prophecy, at least not the part he didn't overhear. In his memories he blasted Dumbledore for not telling him when Dumbledore told me. Besides," He looked at Hermione, "could you imagine Mundungus knowing what it was?"

"So, what is it then?"

"Don't let Dumbledore know you know or he'll obliviate you," Harry cautioned. He took a breath and recited the words that had haunted him for two years.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.

"WHAT?" Sirius exclaimed. "You?"

Harry nodded. "Trelawney recited that prophecy back before I was born. Snape overheard the first part of it and told Voldemort. That's why he targeted my parents and why they are dead."

"Snivellus?" Growled Sirius.

"Snape realized it was mum that Voldemort was after and told Dumbledore."

"I remember Dumbledore warning James and Lily. We never knew where he got his information of course, and we definitely didn't know it was Snape."

"Then, of course, that night," Harry continued as he tapped his scar, "He marked me his equal."

"So you say you beat him?" Sirius asked forgetting that he wasn't sure if Harry was telling the truth or not about being from the future.

"Yeah, just last night, or something like that in our time," Harry explained. "I'm still a little confused. Too much has happened in to short of a time, but I can say that I won purely by luck."

"You beat Voldemort last night?" Sirius asked in disbelief.

"Two years in the future last night," Hermione corrected him. "There was a big battle at Hogwarts and that's when it happened."

"We're getting ahead of ourselves, though. Let me tell you how we got from two years in the future to here and now," Harry said. He put his hand over Hermione's before he continued. "It all started the morning after that battle, when this gorgeous lady came to my room to ask a favor. It seemed like a simple thing at the time, but it turned our lives upside down."

"What happened?"

"Well it seems, quite literally, I am the man of her dreams," Harry smirked.

Hermione rolled her eyes but smiled anyway. "Well, I can't argue that fact, but actually we...uh...ended up kissing for the first time and that finalized a soul bond between us."

"Soul bond? What do you mean?" Sirius asked.

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