Envy Engenders Spite

Their families could live, after all- if they don't muck it all up this go-around. Because after this, there are no more second tries. Harry Potter wakes up in Dudley's second bedroom in 1993, Ron in the room under the attic, and Hermione in the freshly painted third floor of her parents' flat. Then they all remember. (time travel fic 3rd year, no bashing)