" why Tom? How could you!" She whispered with a broken voice. He made a move to catch her only to be met with an invisible wall. "Harriet listen to me please" he said with a desperate trembling voice "to listen to WHAT! You had promised me! You had promised
me you could take care of my family before I died! You not only killed my parents you actually turned your wand against a year old baby girl!" The cave started shaking her magic uncontrollable coming out of her in waves. She took a step forward and he
found himself kneeling in front of her unwillingly. So great the power she was unknowingly woke up in her anger. It made him,the greatest Dark Lord to kneel in front a merely of age girl. She was looking down at him from a just a few steps away from him.
What he saw in her eyes made his black heart clinch with an asphyxiating pain. Like someone had grabbed his heart and was squeezing it until it turned to ash under their fingers. Her eyes full of pain, unbelievable, broken, cold like the deepest darkest
corner of the oceans, but with a fire that was promising a living hell to the ones that dared to underestimate her. Now the entire cave was trembling dangerously with each step she took closer to him the shaking was getting more violent "WHY? Why? Speak
you disgusting vermin! Speak!" One more violent shake and he could see the dust falling from above them. He may be immortal but he had just gotten back his old body for Morganas sake! He didn't want to have to go around like a wairth for decades again.
By the time he could manage to get a new body most of his followers could be gone and he will have to build a new army from the beginning. At least that's what he told himself before he opened his mouth to try and save himself some more. " I give you
everything. Even when I knew. I trusted you. I opened my past to you you bastard!" Another violent shock "You were supposed to be the one. You made me fall in love with you for nothing. You enjoyed playing with little lady Black didn't you? Was it so
important for you to get married to the pure blood family of the Blacks? That you played a sixteen year old girl to marriage in only three months! What did you think you could get away with this? Ha wait until I get my hands on you! Don't make me wait!
You only putting your self deeper and deeper in the shit hole you managed to dig! Speak you pathetic little boy with daddy issues and big ego! You're nothing more than a common psychopath! Speak!" Tom had enough. Yes he was fucking scared and yes he
did want to apologise. But how someone apologies to somebody who they thought dead? He really fucking regretted not listening to Bellatrix when she told him that it could be better if he had stayed home, instead going to the ministry with them to claim
his prophecy. But she had started touching sensitive spots and he knew she could more than just break him with her toxic tongue. "You left me! I was alone! I traveled for years trying to forget you! Okay! I tried to forget you for fifteen years! You
kept plaguing my mind! I come back to Britain when I was invited in Bellatrix's engagement. Every one was there. They asked me if I came back to lead them like I had promised all this years ago. They even had trained their children to the seats of my
circle. And then the children had all ready brain washed a good part of the school to follow me." She lifted an eyebrow at him. He flinched. Her voice full of irony and sarcasm and mocking. If he ever got his hands at her! Well she probably remove them.
It was sad really she had the same amazing sixteen years old body that was making his blood boil and he wanted to own her ,to claim her any way possible he could, to be able to leave his marks everywhere in her white creamy skin. He felt his cheeks getting
warm. Was he fucking blushing? For Salazars hairy balls he couldn't be blushing. While in his knees in front of her she was standing in front of him now her womanhood only inches away. He took a brief look at her eyes. Fuck no she knew what she was doing
to him and she had her absolute fan with him. "Speak Tom " she said again " tell me did you jumped the fence again and you became The Dark Lord. Did you thought you could get away with all the horrible,terrible, disgusting things you did?" He took a deep
breath. His voice came out his throat heavy and husky and a little bit trembling. "It took my mind away from you. I couldn't keep going. I had traveled half the earth. You had promised me, you couldn't leave me alone. And then I came back and everyone
had just stopped talking about you. They had taken even your portraits down. Like you were never existed. How I was supposed to know you were a time traveler!" His voice pitched at the end. Her Avada Ketavra green emerald eyes narrowed in his last sentence.
"So why did you go after the Potters then? Don't try to fill me with the fucking prophecy. You had promised you were going to keep them safe! You had sworn to me you could have done anything possible to keep James away from your so called take over of
the ministry! You and your screwed brain." "Wait a minute " he said as she was about to turn and leave him. "You are the one that left ME! You knew what I was. You were the time traveler. You should have stayed away from me!" He had just attempted to
stand in his feet. He really thought it was her mistake. He regretted the words as soon they left his mouth. She turned around with,I'm going to kill you and feast on your remains expression number 3, well at least he hadn't made it to number 1 yet. Maybe
he could survive, he hoped so. "I stayed all the way away from you! I was in Russia for that specific reason! You were the one that came to visit with Orion! You just couldn't keep your fucking curiosity to meet Lady Black!" He stood up once again "How
I was supposed to know you were from the future and my prophecy enemy! You didn't tell me anything! You didn't even trust me to tell me at least you were from the future! And don't get on your high horse about curiosity. Isn't your curiosity that brought
you back almost 40 years to the past!" He was screaming too now. He felt a little bit betrayed. If she had somehow given him even a clue he could have left the Potters alone all this years ago he could have just gone in to hiding until she was ready and
grown up and he could have her then. A thought occurred him. A terrible terrifying thought. Was she going to leave him? She couldn't? Or could she? He measured his chances of getting her to stay with him. He had murdered her parents when she was a merely
year old, and then he even turned his wand to murder her. In his defence he had no idea it was her. Not that saying something like that could save him from her ire. He scolded his face and after all this years he somehow found a courage he honestly didn't
know he possessed. Because there she was after 30 odd years later. He had just started pushing her out of his mind. She was alive, and she was standing in front of him looking very disappointed and angry with his actions the last years. And Tom Riddle
spoke for the first time in his life what he really wanted to say. Not manipulating the words to suit his position, not lying, neither he used any torturous curses to get it out of his system. "I was jealous okay! You were gone and it was like you never
existed! And everyone around just kept going on like you're absent was nothing! They got married they had children and they had each other! Why should they have what I was denied! And then the stupid prophecy was out and your moronic father just had to
name you that cursed name waking up memories. He had lost you too! How could he name his daughter after you! I was angry, and jealous, and it's not like you don't know what I can achieve when I get annoyed! And I did try to keep him away from the field
you know! But he and your mother just couldn't stop trying to oppose me! I left them even defeat Me thrice in battle so they could go away unharmed! And I even kept Severus safe just like you had asked me to do! I put him close to Dumbledore so he could
stay away from the fighting! Wait were are you going I haven't finished yet!" He shouted at the end as she turned her back and walked a few steps away from him. He made to grab her by the shoulders. Bad move. He was thrown across the cave his back hitting
against the cold uneven surface. He was honestly regretting that last move . Immortal or not he could still feel pain. "I am leaving I don't have the time or any interest in your sad attempt to apologise." She couldn't leave he just got her back. Even
in his most ambitious dreams he had ever had he couldn't imagine that the day will come he will be so close to her again. So he did the only thing he had never done. He lifted himself in his knees looking at her like a lost kicked puppy. And he begged.
"Don't go! Please don't go! Harriet please!" She give him a non nonsense look. "Why should I stay? So you could go ahead and keep murdering people because they don't fit your standards? Because you are an arse every time your plans don't go exactly as
you planned them? Or because it's every little girls dream to date a psychopath? The same one that murmured all her family? I could have ended you all this years ago you know. The first time you stepped in to my house. Before you had the time to play
with me! Step back and let me go. I had enough of you. I can't, i won't, I simply refuse to have anything to do with you anymore." With this parting words she slowly faded from the cave. Well he was really screwed now. If she was still angry throwing
him around like a broken toy he could at least attempt to make her sit and listen. Not that that was going to help much anyway. If she was at least mocking him it would mean she wasn't so angry and he could, maybe, at least keep watching the face he had
been dreaming the last 30 years. But she just didn't care anymore. How could she stop caring like that! I mean yeah he killed her parents, and yes he did try to kill her, more than once, and yes again his political and social views were completely
different than her own but seriously she knew all this when he met her. If she really wanted to have stayed away from him she could have managed it. She had tried to stay away from him. It was himself that couldn't stop chasing her from place to place
back then. But it didn't matter. She should have tried harder! Because there they were now. Her just having come back from the dead. Because he honestly thought her dead until today. And for her maybe it was just a few hours ago she last saw him but for
him was so long ago. He always prided himself as the most intelligent wizard of the times. How he didn't noticed the similarities between his Harriet and the other Harriet? He always thought that they were just alike. Like a child takes after his
mother and father, only she had somehow had inherited all the things he desperately tried to forget about his Harriet. He remembers the first time he looked at the other, baby back then, Harriet. It was the colour of her eyes the black untameable hair
and then the dark emerald eyes. It had shook him back then. It brought back a pain he had been trying to keep buried for years. He couldn't allow this child to leave. Not only for the prophecy. But for the remainder of pain and suffering he had gone.
The nights he had spent looking at a small almost faded black and white photograph of a young woman with similar features and even the same name. If this child continued to live she could be an everyday reminded of what he lost. Of what could have been
his. And she could end up holding power over him. He was sure of it. She could destroy him if he left her live. And then he did the mistake lifting his wand. If he only knew back then. Or even if at least opened his fucking eyes for a moment to notice!
The second clue should have been the fucking scar in her forehead. Because seriously green eyes and black hair okay let's say heritage, stupidity courageous grifindor lets say it's another family trait, even the name someone could think she was named
after her heroic aunt. But why he never put them all together he had no idea. Maybe wondering the Albanian Black Forest for 10 years as a something less than a slip of soul had messed up his head. He could have at least keep her out the way with his resurrection
plans,her all life was a mess because of him. Maybe it was his fault. Maybe Harriet had put to much trust on him and he disappointed her. Was that how being a disappointment felt? That embarrassing emotion that he could blame only himself that brought
it up his head. And why she hadn't said anything? He understood the first years. She hadn't traveled back in time yet. But after her time sand accident at Yule break she could have come to him. When she was finally back. When her body and soul traveled
back with all her memories intact why she hadn't come to him. She had instead let him in her head, she left him manipulate her to take the prophecy for him, he had managed to get her Godfather killed by Bella, and she still didn't even give him a clue
it was her until he possessed her. Her mind was a maze and he was chasing her in her memories one worst than the last. From her first memories, cold and hungry locked in a tiny small dark cupboard. To the latest ones with all the humiliation she had received
from her peers. He laughed at her and her weakness. He mocked her in every memory he could see with Vernon beating her and Petunia burning her hands on the stove because she burned the bacon. And then at the end of the maze he found a door. To his ultimate
surprise it was a sixteen year old him that was guarding the entrance. "I couldn't go in there if I was you. But I am you. Aren't I? So go ahead, you stubborn bastard go. You , I , we deserve this." His eyes become wide open and before he had time to
leave the youngest him grabbed him shoving him through the door locking him in a dark cave. The door was gone the moment he turned to try and get out. There in the middle of the dark cave in a small stone bench was sitting her. She was looking at him
with rage. And that was how he found himself in that predicament. Locked in a not even sixteen years old girls head. The cave around him started growing darker and darker. He felt like he was drowning. The darkness around him so thick he was sure if he
tried he could cut it with a knife. As he started panicking his sixteen year old self materialised in front of him. He give him a small sad smile. "Do you even know how I found my way in her head?" He shook his head negative. He really must have been
getting old or something like that. Why he hadn't asked why he was on her brain? "The night you tried to kill Harriet when the curse rebounded at you a small piece of our soul attached it self to her. It was that tiny piece of soul that recognised Harriet
too." He felt his body freeze. "Is Harriet a horcucs! I could have known don't be ridiculous! And even if she is your presence in her mind is strong. This is more than just a slip of my soul. What are you hiding?" His younger self give him his know it
all look. He hated when he took that expression. He looked like a geek. "In Harriet's second year someone had the fabulous idea to let me run free at Hogwarts. To open the chamber and let the basilisk out" Tom knew that somehow Harriet managed to find
her way to the chamber. That girl just couldn't stop and think about dangerous situations could she. "Long story short Harriet killed the basilisk gotten bitten Fawkes saved her crying in her poisoned wound and Harriet stabbed me with a basilisk fang."
Tom now knew at least who to kill. Malfoy was dead for sure. Not only he lost a piece of his soul he also let loose the most dangerous Horcucs Tom had created. "But how are you here! Why aren't you gone?" He accused the sixteen year old in front of him.
" imagine my surprise when I woke up in Harriet's body! Of course it wasn't difficult for me to put the clues together from the memories Harriet her self and the small piece of soul that lives inside her give me. Apparently if a Horcucs gets destroyed
the soul is hiding on it can survive for a few hours. If another Horcucs is around the soul becomes attached to it creating a new stronger Horcucs" Tom just nodded. Maybe Harriet was right. Maybe he had lost his mind. Even the younger him had put the
clues together. Suddenly he felt Harriet's body seizing. "You need to get out. And I'm coming with you." His younger self grabbed him with a strength he had him surprised for only one second "We need to go now. Harriet's body can't have so much of our
soul in her. It's killing her." That made him move. Slowly his youngest self was absorbed into him and then the next second he opened his eyes he was looking down at a thin dirty unconscious Harriet. She wasn't looking like she did in her thoughts. She
was looking broken and it was all his fault. He reached out his hand to move some strains of hair from her pale face. Seconds later Dumbledore was in the atrium with his order and almost all his death eaters were there too. "Leave the girl Tom. The ministry
employees will be here any moment now. You have been discovered." He turned a furious face at Dumbledore. "And by then you could be dead and I gone!" He said with rage. He got his wand out getting ready to attack. Only a bit late as he felt something
punching him in the face. He turned around only to see Harriet awake holding her hand, the same hand that just punched him with, in the air wearing a murderous expression. "Everyone stay back!" She screamed "This argonaut arse is MINE!" Dumbledore was
looking quite pleased with that. It clicked in Tom's brain he had obviously known about Harriet's time traveling. That he actually had known from the beginning. And he was so pleased with Harriet attacking him and not running in his arms. Harriet started
attacking him with the same vicious fire in her eyes. Everyone around them started duelling again. At some point the ministry officials arrived only to see a maze of duels and in the middle Harriet Potter duelling the supposed dead dark lord. All of sudden
she sprinted in to him and she took him with her on the ground. Only for him to open his eyes to a familiar room. She pushed her self away from him like he was something dirty and took a few steps backwards. Somehow she had transferred them to his old
flat. For a place he hadn't step a foot in the last 30 years the flat was looking impressive. And at the same time just like the last time he was in it. "I want a divorce" he span around "NO" she narrowed her eyes at him. "You can't take one anyway I
haven't broken the contract!" He hoped he hadn't. "I'm not staying Married with a serial killer! I want the fucking divorce!" Like there was any way he could ever give it to her. She was his. She even had a piece of his soul in her. There was no way
she was getting that divorce. They could work things out he was so sure of himself. "You are mine!" He said. He was expecting a new round of screaming and curses at his way when she just feel on the floor crying. He moved fast in seconds she was in his
arms crying her soul out. "I'm not yours. Tom i never was. After I leave here I won't even remember anything except the fight at the ministry. Not the time traveling not you not me. Nothing." He thought she was speaking figuratively but the honest face
she was looking him was telling him another story. "What do you mean Harriet?" He whispered in her ear. "When I had that stupid accident with the time sand at the Yule break. Something happened to me. I can only remember when it's important I do." Suddenly
a memory came to him. He remembered himself in Harriet's mind. He was building something. A cave. And in it he had stored everything it had to do with them. With what they really shared what no one knew expect them. All the memories of him and her,how
they met, how much he stalked her for three months, their sweet love making. Every conversation they had. Even memories of his sleeping from and her gazing him with pure astonishment in her eyes. The dark secret sweet pleasure she felt every time she
got him admiring her body. So many strong emotions that made his head to want to explode. His Two Horcucs's had built the cave and they were controlling her memories to keep her safe from himself. He knew he loved her but now with more than half of his
soul back and also in love with her with a other side of Harriet her wicked thoughts her chaotic train of thought her secret dark pleasure she was getting when men like Snape ,Lucius,himself and even Dumbledore and everyone else was looking at her innocent
face thinking she was just a little unprotected girl with a knack for trouble and then very satisfied openly when she was shoving in their faces the fact that they were proven wrong. He should be filing guilty having access not only to her thoughts and
her memories but to the most important part of her. Her fillings, because Harriet Potter was made from love to be loved and hated and tortured and praised and cursed and gifted to forgive the most terrible things. And he also now knew she wasn't his.
Because as much Harriet loved him, and he now knew she did, even with all the shit he had done to make her life miserable,she was gifted also with a soulmate. And she loved the other too. He had one good thing in his existence and that was Harriet. And
now he had to give her up to someone else. He had thought her lost. That death had taken her from him before he even had the time to admit to himself that he loved her. And now after all this years she was back. And he was willing to do everything to
keep her. To see her again her face smiling at him illuminating the black heart of his. To take away all the destructive nature that surrounded him. She was the only person he had ever actually considered her opinions. And he had to give her up. Because
as much of a possessive bastard he was, as much jealousy he had in him, he just couldn't imagine taking anything else away from her. Having a soulmate was said to be one of the oldest most well hidden secrets on the wizardry world. They were stories about
how much destruction could bring if anyone even tried to separate or even help the couple. From Ancient Greece and the Troy war, how Paris and Helen the soulmates had been kept separate and how much blood was spilled at the end until they were both dead.
To the Pharaoh's with Cleopatra and Octavius and their tragic ending. Even that muggle writerShakespeare had somehow gotten the story of Romeo and Juliet from some drank wizard and he had made it in to a nice lovers story. He couldn't let Harriet
suffer like that. A devious plan started building in his head. If he could make sure Harriet was going to be safe. Not only now but for the years to come. To make sure she was going to be well looked after and that she could have the power in her hands
to demolish any fucking moron that could try to make her life difficult. He needed to plan. He looked down in his arms Harriet had fallen into an uneasy sleep in his arms. Tears had left their marks in her white pale face. Her small fragile looking
hand grasping his black robes. He could have done anything. He could abandon his life dream to rule Britain, he could stop his crusade against muggle borns , he could even stop killing, well he could really try that last one. He could walk willing in
Deaths arms for her. He really could. Because what good was immortality in a world without her. He had tried to keep going once, the time he thought her dead. He just got lost traveling for almost twenty years the world learning the darkest and most powerful
ancient arts, arts forgotten by almost any living soul, so dark, Black magic, it even made his spine twitch. Only to come back using Bellatrix's Engagement party as an excuse. It was the first time in twenty years he had received an invitation for the
Black Matriarch Island and he wasn't going to lose a chance to see her. Even if it meant only her portrait. So he did go. And the portrait wasn't there. And everyone was acting like she never had existed. And he was angry. How dare they defile her memory
like that. Like she was nothing. Like she hadn't sacrifice her self to safe Bellatrix from Grindelwald's cruel hands. Like she wasn't even existed. Only Bella remembered. And even Bellatrix which had grown up to be a vicious independent woman wasn't brave
enough to speak about her in front of other people. What the fuck had happened? And so somehow he found himself distracted from her too. After years since she was gone it was the first time he somehow managed to push her in the back of his heart. And
it felt good not to be miserable anymore. So he started building an army again, and the more bloodshed he was creating his mind was getting distracted from her. And he had found him self for at least a wile to not want to remember anymore either. Maybe
that was why everyone acted this way? He had asked himself in the beginning. Maybe he wasn't the only one hurting with her absence from their life's. And for some years he had thought he had managed to at least move on. And then the prophecy game to play
and James had a daughter and the jealousy of what he could have woke up stronger than ever before. And then he gone and fucked everything up trying to kill a mere baby girl. So he could put her out of his mind again. So he could hide that agonising pain
that had somehow surfaced in him again. He hated love. It was love that made his mother dose his father in amortencia and it was because this unreturned love she died in the orphanage after giving birth to him. And it was stupid love that made him crumble
and spend a good portion of his life running trying to forget. But you can't help it. Because the prophecy was right. And Tom had found a way in his devious mind to not only to bring the prophecy true but also to make Harriet the hero everyone refused
to see she was. But first he had to return Harriet to Hogwarts. And he had to find a way to safe that mangy dog she called godfather. Fucking Bella could keep her temper in a leash. Now he had to break in the ministry again. With half his Death Eaters
captured it was going to be harder than he imagined. Expect if he decided to add a few people in his plans. But who could he trusts to put Harriet's life before theirs? If he trusted Bellatrix he knew she was going to become even crazier and she could
attempt to steal Harriet only for her self. Well he was sure Harriet would at least put some sense in Bella's head, or at least she was going to make her feel some guilt. Because there was only one person Bellatrix loved more than him and that was Harriet.
He scolded his face. Bella should have noticed before him that this Harriet and the Harriet she had met when she was a child was the same person. He wasn't sure if the dog was going to help him. He would have to say the truth and he really didn't like
sharing all his plans. There was one more person he could trust. And he knew that if he managed to take Severus to corporate with him he had half the battle in his pocket. He was somehow happy he hadn't killed him when he had begged for Lily's life. He
could have if it wasn't for his promise to Harriet. Not that he had kept any of the other promises he had given her. With his mind made up he took Harriet to the bedroom putting her in the old bed and called Severus. It only took a few minutes for him
to answer and he had appeared in front of Tom in the same room. It was obvious Severus didn't know how to react. He was expecting to be called after the fiasco at the ministry, and he was expecting to see the Dark Lord having Harriet in chains all bloody
and dead. What he wasn't expecting was to be summoned in a old very familiar bedroom with Harriet sleeping in a the big old bed and the Dark Lord sitting next to her sleeping form caressing her face with a deep worry in his face. He could have actually
smirked at Severus expression. He had lost that little bit of colour of his face. Now he really resembled a vampire. He didn't had time to explain. If he wanted to keep Dumbledore on the dark about his knowledge for Harriet he had to send her back. She
still looked like she had been in a high stake duel, which she had, so it would work out. He stood up and grabbed Severus before he had time to react. He shoved his hand in Severus robe grabbing a small key ring. He immobilised him and moved toward Harriet
putting the key ring in her hand then " Lily" and Harriet was gone. He turned around and took a good look at Severus. Severus who had thought he was the best olccumetrys. The only reason he hadn't killed him all this years was because he had promised.
And after he came back. Well he already knew he was spying on him but he was one of his last promises, and deep in him he knew how it was to lose the love of your life. Just like Severus lost his Precious Lily. So he kept him alive. Even if to be honest
with himself he just liked not to be the only one hurting and having to keep burying his grief. So he sent somewhere safe. Far away at Hogwarts with the "mission" to was a smart man. He had found himself in Dumbledore's claws and between his
guilt for Lily's death and knowing that this was the better place a well known ex death eater could prove he had redeemed himself and seemed he had found a way to become Dumbledore's little boy in the eyes of the public. It was always the survivors that
they were his favourites. He took a long deep breath and he did something he had never done before. He trusted someone. "I will not kill you Severus. I need your help. Do you remember Lady Harriet Black? The one that saved your from this bullies in Diagon
Alley. The one she used to take you in to her flat the nights you had to run away from your drunk father when your mother couldn't hold him back anymore. The one that told you to become friends with the little mudblood witch in the neighbourhood. Now
think about Harriet Potter and find me the common clues." He unfroze his head and Severus eyes narrowed with hate. "How do you know about this. No one knows about that." Tom lifted a mocking eyebrow at him "really now boy you forget to who you are talking
to. I am a master legimagistis for a reason. The only reason you aren't dead is because I promised to her I will keep you safe. What you thought I didn't curio you as much as the others for you to keep your cover or because you were my favourite? I also
know you know Lady Black was actually a Potter, James Potter sister to be exact. You know James used to be so jealous that you a stranger could spend the night with his sister and he couldn't. Her Husband hated it too. He just wanted to kick you out of
his bed every time he could come back to find you in his side next to his wife." O that was fucking amazing. Severus had literally his jaw hanging open clear mortification in his eyes. He had never managed to take reactions like that from anyone. Maybe
he should start doing that more often. He decided to go for the kill. "I am the husband of Lady Black. I was the one that left the breakfast out warm for you and her. You used to call me the invisible husband. Remember Severus?" Severus had somehow found
his voice,because seriously you don't learn every day that your childhood magical fairy was the Dark Lords Wife. "Why did she married you?" It was the most unexpected question he was waiting for. The fact that it was said like he really wanted to say
that her standards in men were the same with his mother. He felt very insulted but he knew he will have to shallow more than enough to do what he had to do. "Let's return in my question. What common has Harriet Potter and Lady Black." Severus eyes were
wide with rage. "Stop you have gone mad Lady Black is dead. She died when she left to fight Grindelwald. Harriet Potter is a fifteen year old girl with nowhere near her. Lady Black was 18 years old when I met her Harriet is only 15 as I said before. There
no possible way for what you say to be true." He could see that Severus was friking out thinking the Dark Lord was going to try to get the girl for porpoises other than kill her. "Think Severus we are magic. And magic can do anything possible. They are
no limits. And when you mess magic with a certain little clumsy troublemaker and some broken time turner many things can happen. It could also appear like nothing happened because as soon you heard her screaming and the order run to her she was back.
As she died in a timeline she wasn't born yet she just time jumped forward in the last place in the future to close the loophole. And what did you see when you opened the door? Harriet in the floor looking around confused with a broken time turner in
front of her. It was empty she said and all of you believed her and just scolded her and let her be. What no one noticed was that Harriet changed drastically. Acting more like an adult in some situations than usual? She spent three years in the past.
She grew like she was supposed to do. The only reason she returned in her 15 years old body is because her body had gotten destroyed." He said all that in his best teacher mood. If Dumbledore had given him the teaching position when he asked none of all
this could have happened. But Harriet was a trouble magnet, and soulmates were known to come together through battles ,and usually from the opposite sides, of course she would be a soulmate. And of course he could be in the middle of all of this. His
life wasn't supposed to be easy. For whatever fucking reason fates really hated him. He wondered sometimes if his mother had cursed him when he was born,with no luck. He didn't even consider that maybe he deserved his fate with all the evil things he
had done in the past. "You are her soulmate!" Was everything Severus could say in a horrified tone. Was he really so bad that surprised Severus that he could have something with Harriet? "Still it can't be true. I could have known if what you are saying
is true. I have spent most of the second term this year teaching Occlumetry to her. She's terrible she can't hide anything she doesn't have any memories of time traveling." Well fuck me,Tom though. He didn't want to have to tell Severus about the Horcous
and how they protected Harriet from the memories building the cave. And he really needed Severus right now. Also he didn't had any more time. "I will explain everything later. Now I need your help saving the dog from his death." Severus thought he had
heard and saw about everything today. But apparently that wasn't the case. " what do mean save the dog? " Tom growled in frustration. Severus was easyer to order around when he still thought he was unsuspected. He gave a small explanation about
how Black was dead and they were going to bring him back with a time turner. He had actually stolen the idea from Harriet's memories of her third year. As much he hated to admit it he was going to use one of Dumbledore's plans. He casted some spells to
himself and in his place appeared a very handsome very young man in his twenties. He turned to look at Severus. "This is the only change I give you. I don't care if I promised, and I don't care she won't forgive me. I will kill you if you betray me. I
won't let anyone get in my way this time around. You going to help me to correct the fucking situation and you going to help me to make sure that stupid little girl stays safe. Even if it means risking your life for her. Will you help me to make sure
Harriet lives a long happy life? Like you promised to Lily's grave you look after her daughter?" "I want a vow. Not for your life but for your magic. Swear to me on your magic you will never lay a finger at Harriet." Tom lifted an eyebrow. "I do something
better for you. I Tom Marvolo Riddle the last descendant of Slytherin I swear in my magic I will do everything in my power for Harriet Potter to live a long happy life." A light came out of his wand shining bright zooming around Tom and disappearing were
his heart was supposed to be. Severus shook his head in conformation and Tom freed him from his frozen state. "One thing before I come with you. How do I know you are saying the truth? And I would prefer the answer will not involve memory viewing." His
wand was twitching in his hand. Oooo how much he wanted to give the little cretin a good long curio. "You can ask Harriet of course. Ask her if she remembers the young you and all her memories will pop up. But if you ask her and you make her remember
the wall that protects her mind from the time travel will break. And if she starts remembering things about the past more often she will brake it. Harriet is like a dog with a bone for those she considers family and you be the only one left with connection
in the life she lost. She will stick with you and then Lady Black will be Back. And it will screw things up for her and her soulmate. Lest go Severus the time is ticking." They disappeared with a loud crack. The cold dark house stayed empty for about
half hour before with the same crack three figures appeared. One standing tall and two rolling over on the floor like children fighting pouncing kicking scratching each other. To his surprise they even started breaking his staff. He summoned their wands
away. He put his Tom Riddle face on. And with a bang from his wand he separated them. Sirius turned to face Voldermont only to come face to face with his godmother husband. Last time he had seen the man was when he was thirteen at Bellatrix's engagement
party. He turned to look to Severus still breathing heavily "What the fuck is going on in hear. And don't tell me nothing! I'm not stupid! I have been saved with time turned before. And what the fuck is wrong with you Voldermont. Why are you wearing
another's man's face!" Tom really didn't had any more time for this shit. So he just froze Sirius and looking into his eyes he delved in to his mind. First he drew forward the clues that left Sirius know that was in fact Tom Riddle and The Dark Lord.
Then he shoved very hard everything else into his mind. It was probably going to cause Sirius to be unconscious for a few weeks. As his brain could overload and he could need some time to short through everything. But he didn't really care. It wasn't
like he was going to die. It last only a few minutes and as he came out of his mind Sirius gave him a horrified look before he collapsed. "Mody."he called. "Yes master" a small trebling voice answered. "Take that man to the manor look after him until
he awakes tend to his needs and make sure he is not found by anyone. Come to me as soon he starts awaking." "Yes master" the small trembling house elf said with some kind of relieve in her eyes as she disappeared. "What did you do to him." "Something
I can't do to you. I need you to progress my plans now. That's quite the upgrade for you now you are a triple spy! You have to come to me with any death eaters plans you hear. Some of the more fanatics will go ahead to take it upon themselves to bring
me Harriet dead or alive we can not let that happen. Also keep an eye out for Dumbledore. He knows about her time travel but we need to know if he is going to ask her about it. Also I need you to find Harriet's soulmate." "Aren't both you and Dumbledore
demanding masters. You want me to do all this as at the same time Dumbledore wants me to spend my summer researching about Hogwarts heirlooms basilisk venom spy on you spy on Harriet and keep up with my work. What am I a house elf! " Severus was yelling
some more when Tom's mind was racing basilisk venom. And Hogwarts artefacts. Dumbledore knew about the Horcucs and making Severus teach her and not himself was because he knew Harriet was one too. He was going to try and get them. "Okay then. I need you
to keep an eye on Dumbeldore. And about your research you will tell him that you have found Slytherins Ring. The last owner was me. That's the only information he needs. Now go and tell Dumbeldore you saved Harriet. You passed her the portkey when I was
distracted torturing the death eaters that failed me." Severus stood to leave. But before he had time to move he fell on the floor screaming in agonising pain. It lasted for a minute only. "What you thought the curios were over? How we keep to convince
Dumbeldore everything is the same as it was? And let him think you are not my favourite anymore." Severus noted still trying to catch his breath. And Disappeared with a loud crack.
Coming soon
Time jump.
After the ministry fiasco and the wizardry world learning about Voldemort been back for real Harriet was sent to Prison Drive at the end of the school year. And this year was the worst. The guilt for Sirius death, learning her dad was a bully just as bad as Malfoy was, the fucking prophecy, and Petunias Horror when she noticed Harriet had developed boobs and curves. Harriet was forced to wear even bigger old Dundleys t-shirts and long big trousers they had to be secured with a rope. She wasn't even allowed to brush her hair. No that it meter anyway. Her hair was always a rats nest.She
was in the old playground sitting in the swings when a very young very very attractive male came and sat to the bench next to the swings.