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Summary: Potter ends up in a time that is not his, where he must pretend to be someone else and be under the care of Snape. A feeling is born but Harry must return to his time. What will happen when they reunite?

1. DEAD END

Harry was walking through one of the streets in Diagon Alley; this was his last year of school and he was there to get all of his school's materials for that year. That particular year Harry was going on his own; he could still remember the first time he was there with Hagrid and the years after that he always counted with the help of the Weasley family. This year, though, everyone seemed to be doing something else. Harry knew that Dumbledore had given everyone else Order's tasks to carry on, and as usual, he got ignored.

He had been wandering around, upset and without looking where he was going. He suddenly stopped and looked around. The place was completely unfamiliar to him. Where in the world was he?

Everything was made out of stone and there wasn't a wizard in sight. He looked around again, but nothing was different. He kept walking for a little longer, there should be someone or someway to get out of there. He realized he was where he had started; he hesitated, after all the whole damn place looked exactly alike. He took a coin out of his pocket and placed it on top of the stoned fence and continued walking a little further, the place was starting to bother him and he stopped again, the place was oddly familiar. He looked on top of the fence to see if he could find his coin, nothing, at least this made him hopeful that he was not walking in circles.

He sat on top of the fence; he needed to rest and figure a way to get out.

When he placed his hand on the stone he found a small object beneath some dirt, he shook some off. It was his coin!

"Damn it!"

He stood up, took out his wand and started casting Alohomora everywhere, if there was a hidden door he would find it.

His energy was had already started to dwindle and he was pretty fed up at the moment. He dropped to the floor and threw his wand in frustration. Sparks flew from it to the fence. When he went to retrieve his wand, he paid closer attention to the wall and he noticed that there was a brick out of place. He crawled to it and tried to remove it from the fence. When it was out Harry look through and saw that beyond the wall there the grounds were covered in grass. He took his wand again and cast a spell to break some bricks. A little opening formed, wide enough for him to pass through; Once on the other side he felt a little better. At least these grounds seemed like a more pleasant place to be. He stepped onto the grass and he looked at the wall as if that was the door to the wizarding world. Afterwards the opening closed on itself and he turned in every direction; Harry was in a garden, but not any garden! On left and he saw a The Black lake. He was on Hogwarts' grounds!

He felt a hand on his shoulder. Harry looked at the man behind him astonished, Dumbledore?

It really looked like Albus only he was just, younger?

There was confusion in the older man's eyes "How did you get here boy?"

Harry raised an eyebrow "I don't know Professor Dumbledore, I was in Diagon Alley when all of a sudden I found myself in a deserted place full of rocks and…"

"Do you know me?" He interrupted.

Harry grew very serious, of course he knew him! "Professor, are you alright?"

"Listen to me boy, don't say unnecessary things. I think I understand your situation, by the look of your clothes I'll say this isn't your time"

Now that he thought about it, that would explain why Dumbledore looked younger, although in the world of magic everything was possible.

"I need you to give me a fake name, one that you have never used before, but easy enough to remember"

Harry thought for a while, he couldn't use the name Neville again like that time in the Knight bus "How about Henry Porter?"

"Excellent! I assume you know this place then?"

Harry nodded "It's Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft, I'm a Gryffindor!"

Dumbledore thought for a moment "Tthis is what we'll do. I'm going to introduce you as a new student. As such you'll have to be sorted again. If you are a Gryffindor, there should be no problems. But your eyes" He was silent for a moment.

Harry looked puzzled "What about my eyes?"

Dumbledore looked at him inquisitively "Their color is not common. You should use something to cover them up all the time. Come my boy, I'm starting to come up with a plan"

Harry followed Dumbledore towards the castle.

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All of the students were gathered, ready to see the sorting, wondering who among the new students will be in their houses.

The sorting wasn't any different than past years; a new and fearful student would sit on the stool waiting for the hat to say their house to later be received by cheers from their new housemates. Apparently a Ravenclaw was the last one to be sorted when Dumbledore arrived with a young man, he wore weird sunglasses, hair dark as the night, and had slightly tanned skin. Dumbledore stood in front of everyone and started speaking.

"Students of Hogwarts, this year it's my pleasure to introduce you Henry Porter, a young man who will be staying with us indefinitely. He has come to experience school life. He is a boy" He paused and looked for the right word "With different abilities."

He snapped his fingers and a spark flew out them to Harry, surrounding the boy and setting itself on his palm, guiding him to where the sorting hat was.

FLASHBACK

Harry and Dumbledore were in a classroom "This is what we'll do!"

Harry could only stare at his now younger headmaster who had started to explain his plan to him "As I still don't know how to send you back, and this is something we should handle carefully, you're going to be posing as a student. What house are you in, son?"

Harry stood up and proudly said "I'm a Gryffindor!"

The headmaster looked at him carefully "Great! The hat will surely place you in that house; yet you still have to go through the sorting again so there will be no doubt."

Now Harry was confused.

Dumbledore smiled kindly "this is your story, you're a wizard who has never been to school and you're here for the last year of school as your request to your parents" The man was starting to express emotion in his words, proud of being able to come up with a solution in such a short time- and tell me Mister Porter why haven't you attended school before?

Harry looked at him incredulously "But I have, in this very school."

Dumbledore looked at him through his half moon glasses "No my boy, I just told you you'll pretend that you haven't. The reason why you haven't is simple" He gave him sunglasses that he made appear with his hand "It's because you can't see, alright?"

Harry took the glasses "I can see, although with these I don't think I could" He looked at them with distaste.

Dumbledore took the sunglasses and Harry's glasses making them one "I can't risk someone looking at your eyes; as I've said it before, they have an unusual color. You need to hide your eyes and pretend you can't see, I will assign a Gryffindor to escort you. Don't worry they will be someone I trust. Try these on" Dumbledore said giving him his new glasses.

Harry did as he was told, he could see as clearly as when he had his own glasses.

END OF FLASHBACK

Harry was being guided by the spark which disappeared when he reached his destination. He sat on the stool waiting for the sorting hat to be placed on his head.

Immediately after being placed on the boy's head, the hat started mussing "well, well, you got yourself in quite a mess, you can't hide anything from me, boy."

SLYTHERIN!

Professor Dumbledore was shocked at the declaration. Harry couldn't believe it either. If it wasn't for the glasses it would have been more than obvious to everyone else as well. Harry didn't know what to do but to stand up the minute the hat was removed from his head.

Dumbledore walked to him and whispered in his ear "Did I misheard? Didn't you say Gryffindor?"

Harry nodded "I don't know what happened" Dumbledore was a quiet for a minute "It doesn't matter. The plan will continue." Facing the students he said "My dear students, I want to ask for your support to make our visitor feel at home. Due to his different abilities I will need extra help from one of you. Since he is in Slytherin, Mister Snape can you come closer?

The Slytherins moved away to let through a young man with long black hair "Yes professor?"

Dumbledore wore a very serious face "I'll entrust Mr. Porter to you."

Harry could only be quiet, but inside he was filled with anguish. With greasy Snape! Nooo! That blasted Dumbledore! But there was nothing he could do to stop it, the lie had already started.

Harry didn't have any other choice but to follow Snape to his new room, one with the name Slytherin on the door.