INTRODUCTION
Disclaimer: Guess what? I don't own Harry Potter! Every credit goes to that marvelous woman who goes by the name of J.K. Rowling.
PLOT: Harry Potter, after years of peace in the new world he managed to create after Voldemort's definite death in the Hogwarts Final Battle, now heads into a new adventure, not exactly willingly, and will try to save the world, again.
A/N: Hey everyone! This is obviously a Harry Potter Fan Fiction. Aside from that, many of you may notice this is similar to DobbyElfLord's Altered Destinies. He's in fact my favourite Fan Fiction writer. However, this won't absolutely be a straight-out copy. Things will be very different, and who knows, maybe you'll even like it!
A/N 2: Please forgive my grammar errors. I'm italian, but when I lived in the Dominican Republic I used to attend an american school, until 7th grade. I love to practice my English, especially writing stories, so this may be a good chance to get better on it. Thanks.
ENJOY!
"It has been a long time, Harry Potter", exclaimed a young man.
"It has been, indeed", replied the guy that was standing in the other side of the field.
Days, months, and years had passed since Harry had seen that face. It wasn't really the same he had last seen from the man, but it was clearly him.
The field that surrounded the two was immensely big. Not a single tree standed across it, though. It was made of corn, and no one could see them there. Miles and miles of the field were free of other people, but standing in the middle of it were two men that had been designed, even if they didn't really know it, to be together. And together means in whatever way they can be it.
"So, where have you been, Tom?", asked Harry, his face indifferent, thanks to his Occlumency skills.
"I shall not talk of where I was until now. What matters is why we are here, now", said Tom Riddle, formerly known as Voldemort, while smiling.
"Well, that was actually my second question. Why the hell am I here?", asked Harry, looking directly in Tom's eyes. Why had he never seen those, clear, blue, eyes? Why did he only remember the evil red eyes he didn't want to see again?
"Heaven only knows why we are here, Harry", he told him.
"Heaven? Since when do you know the meaning of that word?", joked the other man, now in his fourties. He was shocked when he saw that Tom was actually laughing. Not in the evil way he used to laugh, back in the times Harry didn't want to remember. It was a normal way of laughing, like if he was having fun with some friends. He was laughing just like a normal 17 year old would.
"No time for jokes, really", he said, and anticipated Harry's reply. "Please sit down. I believe the corn in this field is comfortable enough.
Harry's instincts refused to let his guard down but something in his head told him he was safe. He slowly sat down, without removing his eyes from Tom Riddle.
"Harry Potter, I will start telling you that I'm not the Tom Riddle you know. At least, not completely", he started, while Harry looked shocked by these first words. "I am personally sorry for what my other self has done to your family and friends. I come from another, emm, dimension. Literally."
"I, like my other self was in your dimension, excelled at school. And like you and two of your friends, I didn't make my 7th year at Hogwarts, although that happened for very different reasons. I wanted to research an obscure, yet not dark, field of magic. This field of magic wasn't known until an experiment led by a Dark wizard of my dimension went wrong."
"I will not tell you what happened, not now. But I will tell you that I took part in that experiment and I am one of the two men in my dimension to know about it. It is called 'Mutatio Dimensio'. This art consists in the ability of 'simply' traveling to another dimension. That is what I have achieved."
"The problem is that another wizard is about to achieve it, too. That wizard is the Dark wizard I told you about before. And he wants to do that to collide the two only dimensions existing together. Mine and yours."
"That means that I'll have to deal with ANOTHER bloody Dark Lord? Weren't you, or your other self, or whatever it was, enough!" Harry asked, startled.
"Oh, that is the minor problem. I believe that with the power the wizarding world has regained after my other self's dead would prevail against the Dark Lord of my dimension. You must also remember that my dimension is years and years younger than yours. I have not been able to explain that particular in my studies, still. However, the real problems of the two dimensions colliding is how every single person, dead in your dimension or still not born in mine, will have both personalities collide. While someone might be really 'light' in your dimension, the 'dark' his or her personality has in my dimension may prevail, and change the way he or she thinks", he explained.
"Wow, I'm getting a headache", Harry replied, after the Tom Riddle he never met before explained everything. "What does this have to do with me? Why not someone else? WHY ALWAYS ME?"
"Because you are the only one that can really help us. You have experienced something that no one else has really experienced in your dimension", he calmly answered.
"Hey Tom, by any chance does this have anything to do with a prophecy?", Harry asked, sarcastically.
"How did you know about it?" said Tom, with a slight grin on his face. "Welcome to 1944, Mr. Harry Potter."
This is it for now. Updates coming soon! :D Please review if you have something to say or whatever! ;)
