Taken from the book

Voldemort had raised his wand. His head was still tilted to one side, like a curious child, wondering what would happen if he proceeded. Harry looked back into the red eyes, and wanted it to happen now, quickly, while he could still stand, before he lost control, before he betrayed fear.-

He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.

Hundreds of years earlier

He woke face up, lying on a hard surface of earth, to look straight into the eyes of… well he wasn't sure what it was exactly, but hey he had probably seen weirder and when it told him he had nothing to fear, well for some reason he decided to believe it. It was only when it told him that his wounds weren't yet healed that he realised something was very wrong.

It wasn't the pain so much, after everything this was nothing, it was more of the fact that a) he was supposed to be dead, not talking to a weird glowy thing that looked like it had just walked off the set of Indiana Jones and the crystal skull b) he was pretty sure that the afterlife didn't consist of a cave and wounds and c) he was currently being swarmed with images of bar fights, swords and a lot of Apples, a LOT of apples.

Weird glowy thing, he really had to learn its name, was just standing there patiently waiting through what he now realised were memories of another life, another medieval life, was it even possible to remember future lives? Especially one where in this life he seemed to be all the things Harry wanted to be if he didn't have, wait, hadn't had that prophecy looming over him.

Hang on, he thought as the memories started to merge, as he became both Gwaine and Harry, not only do I know a King Arthur, but I know the Kings manservant Merlin… WICKED!

Turning to Weird glowy thing, he groaned

"what just happened?"

"It seems my healing spell brought back more than just your health young Master of Death" it rasped

"Wait, what? Master of Death? But I only had two-" he was cut off

"The Elder wand had been yours since you disarmed the Malfoy Heir"

"How do you know this? Who are you?" I asked, finally becoming suspicious, "and what happened to Voldemort? Hermione? Ron?"

"You can call me Euchdag, as for your friends I do not know, that future has become clouded to me, with your coming here"

I was starting to get annoyed with everyone in my life being cryptic "What do you mean?" It seemed to be getting annoyed with me too

"I mean you coming here has changed the future, you must decide where your path will go from now" I tried to sit up, but was stopped.

"You must sleep, let your wounds heal"

And so I did.

A/N just so you know that was the Diamair after some research I found her real name was Euchdag and she was a girl… weird huh?