Title: Time Warp: Year Two
Author: Laen
Chapter: (1) Explanations
Summary: Harry returns to the Dursleys, pays a visit to Sirius... and a little house elf decides to visit...
Disclaimer: All characters below belong to Joanne K. Rowling; the idea of Harry going back in time came from Back to the Future.
A/N: Please read Time Warp: Year One first before reading this!
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Harry had only arrived back 'home' with the Dursleys for a few hours, and already, he had to leave...
"Uncle Vernon! Aunt Petunia! Dudley! I'm going out for a while." Harry said as he pulled out the box the portkey Professor Dumbledore had given him before he left for the Hogwarts Express was in.
"Where are you going?" Aunt Petunia asked as she popped her head out of the kitchen.
"Azkaban. To visit Sirius Black." Harry said as his aunt's face paled.
"Harry, you do know that—"
"Yeah. I do. I'm still going though. I'll be back before dinner. Bye!" Harry said as he opened the box, and touched the rock.
A small tug later, he arrived outside the prison of Azkaban. He checked himself in at the office, and along with a wizard, he was led to Sirius' jail.
"Hey Sirius." Harry said as he entered the cell.
He was shocked to see Sirius cowering in the corner, as he did the last time he had visited him. He was dressed in the robes Harry had given him during the last visit, but they were very ripped and dirty.
"Sirius?" Harry whispered as he approached his god-father.
"No, stay away from me! I'm innocent! Innocent!" Sirius sobbed as he began to sob.
"Sirius—I—I'm sorry I didn't come during Easter." Harry said as tears began to form in his own eyes.
"Harry? Is that you? Is that really you?" Sirius asked as he finally looked up at him.
"It's me." Harry said as he placed his bag onto the ground, and gave his god-father a hug.
"I'm sorry… I'm really sorry I didn't come… but with what had happened at Hogwarts—Voldemort tried to come back to power by steal the Philosopher's Stone! I had to stop him!" Harry said as Sirius stared at him in shock.
"He's not back, is he?" Sirius asked as Harry shook his head.
"I brought some food." Harry said as he pulled a few plates of food out of his bag.
"Made it myself this morning." Harry smiled as he handed it to Sirius, who ate it hungrily.
"I'd give you a good make-over, but I can't use my magic outside of school." Harry had a look of disgust on his face when he said this.
"Just wave your wand and whisper ellemalcatic." Sirius said as Harry pulled his wand out.
"What does it do?" Harry asked as he turned to see if the guard was watching.
He wasn't.
"Takes the under age magic detection off. Ministry won't notice a thing." Sirius said as Harry grinned.
"Ellemalcatic!" Harry whispered as his wand glowed bright blue, and then faded.
He pointed his wand at his god-father now, and whispered: "Charvarto!"
Sirius's beard disappeared, and his hair was back to normal again. Harry went into his bag, and pulled out a new pair of robes for Sirius.
"Flovento!" Harry said as he waved his wand at Sirius' cell.
The mess and the rat smell that had return in the last six months disappeared, and normal smelling air returned.
Harry picked up a piece of rock from the ground, and transformed it into a shelf. He then attached it to the wall with his magic. As Sirius continued to eat, Harry made more changes to his cell.
When Sirius was finally done his meal, his old dirty cell had transformed into a clean and neat room. With even a bed and table. There was a toilet in one of the corners, and Harry placed a curtain around it, and he was tempted to add a shower, but he ran out of space.
"Wow." Sirius whispered as Harry grinned.
"Thought I'd make a few adjustments." Harry said as Sirius sat down on his new bed.
"Exchango!" Harry said as Sirius' robes were changed.
Harry went back into his bag, and pulled a few more sets of robes out, and placed it onto the shelf.
"Zagashasonglo!" Harry said as the items he had just transformed all glowed bright white.
"What did you do?" Sirius asked.
"Placed a charm on them all. They can't be removed by anyone except me now. And you can't leave the cell unless you leave willingly." Harry grinned as he turned to Sirius.
"So they can't make you switch jail cells." Harry stated as his god-father grinned back at him.
"So Harry, how's school been?" Sirius asked as Harry sat down on the bed next to him.
"It's been okay." Harry said as he thought of Hermione.
"Got any friends?" Sirius asked.
"Of course! There's Ron Weasley, he's a pro when it comes to chess, and Hermione Granger—she's brilliant in her school work and is practically a walking library." Harry said as Sirius nodded.
"Like anyone from school?" Sirius asked as Harry's cheeks turned slightly red.
"Ah… you do… who is it?" Sirius asked.
"Hermione." Harry whispered under his breath.
"Ah… little crushes… it's so cute." Sirius joked as Harry looked up with a frown.
"It's not a crush." Harry stated as Sirius' smile widened.
"So, little Harry's all grown up now? He's falling in love?" Sirius continued to joke as Harry sighed.
"Silencio!" Harry said as he waved his wand around them.
A silencing charm was immediately placed on them, and the guard who was standing outside the jail cell chatting with another guard was no longer able to hear a thing they were saying.
"Sirius, you know about time travel don't you?" Harry asked as he got up from the bed, and began to pace.
"Yes… Harry, what's going on? Why do you look so… serious?" Sirius asked.
"I'm not from this time." Harry finally said after a few moments of silence.
"What?" Sirius asked in shock.
"I'm not from this time. I'm—I'm from the future." Harry said as he finally stopped pacing and turned to meet the gaze of his god-father.
"This isn't a joke is it?" Sirius asked.
Harry shook his head.
"Just wait… next summer, you can get out of here… next summer, you'll find out where Peter is, and you'll escape to kill him and—"
"You know where Peter is? Why don't you kill him already?" Sirius asked angrily as he jumped to his feet.
"I can't change the future anymore! I'm supposed to be going into my seventh year, not my second! If I change anything, I wouldn't know what's going to happen in the next four years! And that's not good because Voldemort returns during my fourth year!" Harry cried out.
"What?" Sirius whispered in shock.
"Yeah. He returns…" Harry whispered back.
"Harry, does Dumbledore know that you're from the future?" Sirius asked.
Harry nodded.
"He says I'm not supposed to change anything. Or tell anyone. But I don't give a crap what he says anymore." Harry shrugged as Sirius sighed.
"So, you know what's going to happen for the next… four years?" Sirius asked as Harry nodded.
"Anything interesting?"
Harry nodded again.
"Second year, chamber of secrets gets open again—don't worry, no one dies." Harry said as Sirius was about to open his mouth.
"Third year, you escape Azkaban, and the Wizarding world turns chaotic."
"I escape Azkaban?" Sirius whispered in shock.
"How?"
"You change into Padfoot, and escape." Harry said as Sirius smiled slightly.
"Really?" he asked as Harry nodded.
"But you can't do that until next summer though. Just one more year Sirius." Harry said as the animagus sighed.
"Too bad. Say, have you found a way to get your patronus bottled up?" Sirius asked curiously.
"No, sorry." Harry muttered sadly.
"It's alright. I'll live. You'll probably have it figured out the next time you come right? On your birthday?" Sirius questioned.
Harry nodded.
"I'd get you a birthday present, but I'm in no condition to." Sirius explained as Harry nodded again.
"It's okay; you can get me one after you get out of here next year." Harry joked.
"Did I get you anything in the future?" Sirius asked as Harry nodded for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
"The newest broom… comes out next summer. The Firebolt." Harry said with a smirk on his face.
"Fastest of them all." He said as Sirius' eyes widened.
"Really?" he asked in a sly tone.
"Yup."
"Say, it's getting late—I think the visiting hours are up." Sirius muttered when he noticed the guard look their way before he nearly fainted from shock.
"You'd better go…" Sirius said as Harry removed the silencing charm round the jail cell.
"I'll see you in a month. Bye Sirius." Harry muttered as he gave his god-father a hug, and left the jail cell, avoiding the angry comments the guard was asking him about changing the cell into some bedroom for a murderer…
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"So, how was your visit to... Azkaban?" Aunt Petunia asked as she placed the pot of food onto the table.
"It was... interesting." Harry answered as he dug into his food.
"I see..." Aunt Petunia said with a faint smile before she sighed.
After Harry had returned to the Dursleys after his visit, it was as if his aunt had completely changed. She kept wondering what happened with Sirius, and always had a worried expression on her face.
When Harry finished his dinner, he excused himself, and went upstairs to start on his homework. By the time it was midnight, he had finished everything the teachers had assigned and was beginning to start reading the sixth and seventh year books he had bought from last year.
When he finally began to feel sleepy, Harry climbed into bed, and went to sleep. The next day, he woke up quite late, and after eating breakfast, and exercising a bit with Dudley, he went back to his studies.
His schedule for the next month was pretty much the same. Wake up, eat breakfast, exercise, study and try to see if he could find a way to bottle his patronus for Sirius, eat lunch, study once more, eat dinner, continues to study, and then go to sleep.
He had been so involved in his studies, he even denied attending Karate lessons that summer when Dudley brought the subject up. His cousin had been so upset by his answer, he had ended up ignoring Harry for a good two weeks.
Heck, he hadn't even noticed that none of the letters he sent to his friends were being replied, and he hadn't gotten a single letter all summer.
It wasn't until the day of his birthday, did he leave the house once more to visit Sirius...
"I don't know what you did in there kid, but whatever spell you placed on that cell, remove it!" the guard that had showed Harry to Sirius' jail cell a month earlier said angrily as Harry followed him.
"Why?" Harry asked as the guard turned around angrily.
"I nearly lost me job because of you! The minister's gone bonkers!" the guard hissed as they finally arrived at Sirius' cell.
Harry shrugged, before entering the new 'bedroom'/jail cell of his god-father's.
"Hey Padfoot." Harry muttered as he walked in.
His god-father sat up from his lying position on his bed, and looked at him with a weak smile.
"I was wondering when you'd arrive." Sirius said as Harry reached into his bag, and pulled a small ball out of it.
"I finally did it."
Harry handed the glowing ball over to his god-father who had a wide grin on his face now.
"Really?"
Harry nodded.
"Sirius... listen... I don't think I'll be able to visit again after school starts during the breaks." Harry sighed as he sat down next to his god-father.
"What? Why?" Sirius asked sadly.
"The chamber of secrets will be opened this year." Harry answered after he placed a silencing charm around them.
"You told me that last time you visited." Sirius said as Harry nodded.
"I've got to stay at Hogwarts. Try to stop some of the attacks. I probably won't succeed, but I've still got to try."
Sirius was the one to nod this time.
"So, has anything interesting happened lately?"
Harry shook his head.
"I spent the last month working on the patronus orb. And a bit of star gazing."
"Star gazing?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah. I spent a few hours matching up stars with reasons why I love Hermione." Harry smiled as Sirius laughed.
"Must've been fun." Sirius joked as Harry nodded.
"It was, until I ran out of stars." Harry said as Sirius chucked under his breath.
"You really are your father's son." Sirius whispered as silence fell upon the jail cell.
"You hungry?" Harry finally spoke up as he pulled a plate of food out of his bag and gave it to Sirius, who dug into it immediately.
"I'll take that as a yes..."
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Harry's eyes widened when he realized that he had portkeyed in right behind two muggles that were inside the Dursley home.
"Um... please, come into the living room." Aunt Petunia whispered as she recovered from her shock.
"Yes Mr. Mason, do come into the living room." Uncle Vernon said as he ushered the guests into the living room.
His uncle reappeared in the hallway a few seconds later, with a look that could kill on his face.
"Listen, I've put up with this magic stuff for the last year. I didn't even complain when that freaky teacher of yours came to take you away last Christmas. But DON'T do anything that can ruin this deal for me! I'll end up with a raise if I can talk the Masons into signing the contract!"
Harry nodded immediately, before turning to go up the stairs.
"Wait—if anything happens... I don't care what Dudley says anymore, you'll be locked up in that room of yours for the rest of summer!" Uncle Vernon hissed as Harry nodded and continued up the stairs.
He entered his room and wasn't at all surprised to see Dobby sitting on his bed.
"Hello there." Harry said with a sigh as he walked over to his closet, and placed his bag inside it.
"Harry Potter! So long has Dobby wanted to meet you, sir... Such an honour it is..." Dobby squealed as Harry shrugged.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked, wanting to get straight to the point.
"Dobby is here to warn you, Harry Potter sir. You mustn't go back to Hogwarts!" Dobby said as Harry shrugged again.
"Why shouldn't I? Hogwarts is my home." Harry stated as a look of fear appeared onto Dobby's face.
"No, no, no, Harry Potter must stay where he is safe. He is too great, too good to lose. If Harry Potter goes back to Hogwarts, he will be in mortal danger."
"If you're talking about the Chamber of Secrets, I already know about it..."
Dobby gasped in shock as Harry continued.
"And no matter what you say, I'm still going back. My friends will be in danger, and I can't risk losing them." Harry said as Dobby shook his head.
"Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?" asked Dobby slyly.
"Give me my letters Dobby." Harry snapped as he held his hand out.
"Harry Potter mustn't be angry... Dobby hoped... if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir."
Harry lunged at Dobby, but the house elf jumped out of reach.
"Harry Potter will have them, sir, if he gives Dobby his word that he will not return to Hogwarts. Ah, sir, this is a danger you must not face! Say you won't go back, sir!"
"Over my dead body! Give me those letters!" Harry cried as he pulled his wand out and pointed it at Dobby dangerously.
"Then Harry Potter leaves Dobby no choice," said the elf sadly.
Before Harry could move, Dobby had darted to the bedroom door, pulled it open—and sprinted down the stairs.
Mouth dry, stomach lurching, Harry sprang after him, trying not to make a sound. He jumped the last six stairs, landing cat–like on the hall carpet, looking for dobby. From the dinning room he heard Uncle Vernon saying, "...tell Petunia that very funny story about those American plumbers, Mr Mason, she's been dying to hear..."
Harry ran up the hall into the kitchen and felt his stomach disappear.
Aunt Petunia's masterpiece of a pudding, the mountain of cream and sugared violets, was floating up near the ceiling. On top of a cupboard in the corner crouched Dobby.
"No," croaked Harry.
"Harry Potter must say he's not going back to school—"
"Dobby... please..."
"Say it, sir..."
"I can't!"
Dobby gave him a tragic look.
"Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good."
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry hissed as the pudding fell to the floor with a heart-stopping crash.
"Shit!" Harry swore as he looked over to Dobby, who vanished.
There were screams from the dining room and Uncle Vernon burst into the kitchen to find Harry, rigid with shock, covered from head to foot in Aunt Petunia's pudding holding his wand.
At first, it looked as though Uncle Vernon would manage to gloss the whole thing over ("Just our nephew—very disturbed—meeting strangers upsets him, so we kept him upstairs...")
He shooed the shocked Masons back into the dining room, promised Harry he would flay him to within an inch of his life when they Masons had left, and handed him a mop. Aunt Petunia dug some ice-cream out of the freezer and Harry, still shaking, started scrubbing the kitchen clean.
Uncle Vernon might still have been able to make his deal—if it hadn't been for the owl.
Aunt Petunia was just handing round a box of after-dinner mints when a huge barn owl swooped through the dining room window, dropped a letter on Mrs Mason's house and swooped out again.
Mrs Mason screamed like a banshee and ran from the house shouting about lunatics. Mr Mason stayed just long enough to tell the Dursleys that his wife was mortally afraid of birds of all shapes and sizes, and to ask whether this was their idea of a joke.
Harry stood in the kitchen, clutching the mop for support as Uncle Vernon advanced on him, a demonic glint in his tiny eyes.
"Read it!" he hissed evilly, brandishing the letter the owl had delivered. "Go on—read it!"
Harry took it. It did not contain birthday greetings.
Dear Mr Potter,
We have received intelligence that a Hover Charm was used at your place of residence this evening at twelve minutes past nine.
As you know, under-age wizards are not permitted to perform spells outside school, and further spellwork on your part may lead to expulsion from said school (Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Under-Age Sorcery, 1875, Paragraph C).
We would also ask you to remember that any magical activity would risks notice by members of the non-magical community (Muggles) is a serious offence, under section 13 of the International Confederation of Warlocks' Statute of Secrecy.
Enjoy your holidays!
Yours sincerely,
Mafalda Hopkirk
Improper Use of Magic Office
Ministry of Magic
"You didn't tell us you weren't allowed to use magic outside school," said Uncle Vernon, a mad gleam dancing in his eyes. "Forgot to mention it... slipped your mind, I daresay..."
The evil expression Harry saw in his uncle's face told him all he needed to know... it was going to be a LONG summer...
A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed the first fanfic of Time Warp, now I request that you review this one too!