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Chapter #5: Harry's doubts.

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Harry couldn’t believe what his older version was suggesting, they had a plan, and they had to follow it through, no matter how much the younger one tried to see a way in which they could achieve that, he couldn’t find how.

“This is not good,” the younger Harry said, shocking everyone.

“What are you talking about? If we manage to destroy his body tonight, we can ruin his plans to take over the ministry,” the older Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“But…We’re going to have to kill other people, right older me?” Asked the younger version.

The older Harry couldn’t help but sigh, now he remembered how idealistic he was around that age, how he believed everyone deserved a chance to redeem themselves, now he thinks that’s nothing but pure bullshit, but he wasn’t going to shit on his younger version because of that, it would be hypocritical if he did that after all.

“First of all, let’s take care of the naming problem, you’re going to be Harry and I’m going to be James, okay?” Asked the older wizard, and Harry nodded. “Good, look Harry…I know you’re not ready and that’s fine, you can stay in the background, in fact, you can let me take care of everything, you’re only going to be needed to give you-know-who the final blow and I’m not even so sure about that…” The older Harry started to wonder.

Could the prophecy work if he did it? After all, he was the future version of the prophesied one, but there was still the matter of the horcrux inside the younger Harry; he should better not risk it and let his younger version do it.

“Call him by his name, he is—” Harry angrily growled, but the older one quickly covered his mouth with one hand.

“Don’t say that name!” James angrily said. “I don’t know when, but the name is going to be jinxed, so anyone who dares to say his name will get easily traced and they will receive a quick visit from his followers!” The older one’s words shocked everyone.

That was a good idea, to be honest. Voldemort knew there were only a few people who would dare to say that name, and one of them was Harry Potter, so thanks to that, Voldemort was going to easily find him.

“I want you to get used to that,” the older one sighed. “Also, forget about the last part about me giving the final blow, I’m not going to risk the prophecy, you’re going to play your part in the end, aside from that, I’ll take of everything else, the horcruxes and the killing people thing,” James said with a serious tone.

“No, you can’t, this is—” Harry was about to complain, but the older version shut him with a raised brow.

“Listen to me Harry, this is not a game, this is going to be a brutal war, a war that will bring chaos, pain, suffering and the losing side will be ours, yes, in the end the war is won, however, the losses on our side will be too big that the victory in the end will feel bittersweet,” James’s words seemed to affect his younger counterpart.

“But, Dumbledore gave me this duty and I have to do it…It’s my responsibility,” Harry said almost in a pleading tone.

In different circumstances, James would’ve already petrified Harry and finished the spell once he was needed, however, he couldn’t find the strength to do that, after all, the last thing he wanted was to make younger self's life worse than it has already been, he already went through that, the guilt, the remorse for things that weren’t his fault.

It took him many years of therapy for him to realize that no matter how much he could do, there was no way a boy, barely a man could do much to save more lives, there was a limit in which someone like him could do something and it took him a long time to finally realize that the deaths weren't his fault, he didn’t ask to be born with that burden after all.

“I know how you feel, Harry, I know you want to suffer to balance a little bit the pain everyone has gone through, right? Sirius’ death, Dumbledore’s death, our parents’ death…But listen to me, it wasn’t your fault, you didn’t kill them,” the younger Harry looked uncomfortable.

It seems like that was a truth he was truly aware of, but he didn’t want to accept it, after all, it is easier to swallow on your own pity than move forward and truly do something.

“I know but…I feel so frustrated, I want to do more, I don’t just want to stay hiding while everyone is risking their lives!” Harry complained.

Hermione and Daphne quickly sat with him on the edge of the bed.

“Look at them,” Harry pointed at Daphne and Hermione. “They could’ve easily escaped to another country and been safe with their parents, and yet, they are doing more than I’ve done!” Harry was starting to finally let out those feelings he had been repressing.

“Harry…You’re doing more than enough by not dying,” the older Harry's words caused the younger one to glare at him. “But if you truly don’t want to feel helpless, then I guess I can offer you a chance to get trained by an Auror with more than twenty years of experience,” James managed to say with a slight smile to his younger counterpart.

Harry’s eyes gleamed.

“I would really love that…Who are you suggesting?” The younger one had a small grin.

“Well, I guess me,” the older Harry said as he pointed at himself.

To say that this shocked Hermione and Daphne would be an understatement.

“You’re an Auror?” Daphne asked with a shocked tone.

“Well, now it makes sense how skilled and strong you are, not to mention your killing tactics,” Hermione couldn’t help but smile.

She was happy because her best friend fulfilled his dream in the future.

“We’ll talk about how awesome I am later, first of all, we need to take care of your location Harry, soon someone is going to come to pick your family, we’re going to take advantage of that distraction to plan what we're going to do, tonight we’re supposed to face Voldemort and his followers, there's are many things I want to prevent from happening, I want to especially save Moody this time,” James couldn’t help but say with a desperate tone.

“Wait…Moody dies tonight?!” Asked the younger Harry with a concerned tone.

Having Moody in a time like this would be a great moral boost; losing him would cause nothing but despair amongst the order, considering he’s the strongest member and the most suited one for getting rid of Death Eaters.

“Yes, the crazy plan of the seven Potters, the problem here is that there’s a traitor amongst them,” the older Harry shocked everyone but Daphne.

The blonde wasn’t in the order, and she had no idea about the plan, but after Harry explained to her what the plan was all about, she couldn’t help but raise her brow.

“Why didn’t they put you with the Weasleys or any other place at once?” Asked the blonde in a confused tone. “This is literally asking to be killed, I mean, if there’s one place Harry Potter, the underage wizard is going to go before becoming of age, then it would be to his relatives' home…” Daphne couldn’t help but say with a concerned tone.

“Well, those were Dumbledore’s orders before he died, trust me, I didn’t want to come back here, but it’s hard to contradict Dumbledore’s orders,” the younger Harry couldn’t help but sigh.

“Don’t worry, I have a plan, and you, Daphne, are a key piece for said plan,” the older wizard said with a smirk.

The three of them could only stare at him with interested expressions.