Blundering Aimlessly Towards Disaster
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Summary: Messing with time is messy business, and in his desperation to see his father, Harry makes a grave mistake that alters time forever. Now his life has gone topsy-turvy; the timeline of his old world has been reflected and refracted, and everything Harry thought he knew about the past has changed. While Harry does not know how he will navigate his new life as Henry Stoik and find a way to set the timeline to rights, one thing is for certain; Tom Riddle is still an evil shit.
-( About Harry's Refraction: Harry is the most severely refracted character as he is the one who broke time. Henry and Harry have similar name meanings, while Potter and Stoik are nearly polar opposites. They do have the same British origins though.)-
Harry couldn't recall a time when he had felt worse, not even the morning after being bitten by the Basilisk. He head hurt, his eyes felt swollen, and ever muscle in his body was so sore he thought he might look like one big bruise. Harry groaned and tried to open his eyes to see where he was to no avail. He couldn't recall what had put him in this state, the last he remembered was saving buckbeak… but no, that wasn't right. Something else had happened after that, he just couldn't recall what. Suddenly a feeling of dread washed over him as Harry finally remembered; Sirius was in trouble. With a new sense of urgency Harry tried to rouse his body and open his eyes. He tried to call out for Sirius, but he found his voice came on strangled grunts, like his tongue was too frozen and fat to use. He struggled to sit up with little success, his limbs felt limp as noodles as his muscles screamed in protest. Whatever had happened to him had really done a number on him. Harry's mind flashed to the dementors and a shiver of fear traveled down his spine. Had they done this to him? Tried to suck out his soul and damaged him beyond repair? Would he be stuck like this forever? Was Sirius even alive? As panic settled in Harry lost all sense of himself and struggled harder. It was like moving through heavy molasses and his eyes weighed a thousand pounds, but he did manage to squint his eyes open a couple of times, but what he saw he could not comprehend in his panicked state and so was no use to him at all.
A clatter arose from behind him, fast footsteps pounding on stone, but Harry was too far gone to acknowledge it. Fear and anxiety had a hold on him now and the feeling of being surrounded by molasses and pain didn't make it any easier to concentrate.
"Oh, sweet Merlin! It cannot be! Healer Braxton! Come quickly, Healer Braxton! It's Henry, he is awake!" a woman's voice called out as she left just as swiftly as she had arrived. Harry lost the battle against his body and his mind returned to unconsciousness. The next time few times he woke were not much better as he drifted in and out of consciousness, though sometimes he was aware of unfamiliar voices.
"Movement, again. I scarcely believe it. Even his vitals are…"
"… is my son! I demand to see him…"
"… you hear my voi…."
"… should have died. There was no indication of…"
Then, as clear as a bell and as startling as an arctic breeze on a warm day,
"Can you hear me, Mr. Stoik?", and Harry woke up, and he remembered.
His eyes were open, but his stare was vacant as he recalled those final moments before he blacked out. He had been such a desperate fool, wanting nothing more than to meet his father. So he had waited in the woods as the dementors attacked his past self and his godfather. He had waited for his father to appear, he waited for him to save them, he had waited for a chance to meet him… he had waited too long. Harry blinked as his eyes began to burn with tears and his mind was forced back to the present. An unfamiliar man was leaning over him, smiling as he waved his wand up and down the length of his body.
"Ah, there's a good lad. Welcome back, Henry. My name is Healer Braxton, and you are in St. Mungo's." he said.
All Harry could manage was, "Who?"
-( About The Break: Harry wanted to see his father save himself and Sirius so badly that he waited too long and watched his past self lose his soul, effectively breaking the timeline. This is the result.)-
Hope you enjoyed that short first chapter. I am changing many things about this story from the original version, I think this has better organization and a stronger plot line.