Chapter One: The Return

Everyone is celebrating, celebrating another Christmas of their lives with their families. Cheers and laughter can be heard everywhere. Hope is once again embedded at everyone's faces.

But not all were happy. Deep inside in a very secluded forest were three people running, two adults, a man and a woman both chasing a very frightened boy holding a golden artefact or simply a small golden clock? Both adults were scared to what the boy could do to the clock but also angry, at least the man but all of them were sad in this whole situation. Clearly forgetting it was Christmas.

They keep running on the white floor of the forest as the boy tried to get away from his chasers. The man grew impatient and drew a stick from his pocket and fired something from it, the stick is not a normal stick it is a wand! , to a tree making it blocked the boy's way. The boy jumped on it and tried to get them lost him.

"Stop! He's —"the boy heard the woman pleaded the man.

"I know! But we need to stop –"the man answered. Those words were the last words the boy heard before he reached his destination, the lake.

When the adults had already caught up with him, he had already dived into the freezing lake followed by the man suitly. Under the water the boy managed to reach the deepest part of the lake. His brownish and quite blondish hair was the only thing that the man can see as guide to him. The man's stronger limbs make him swim faster than the boy but before he could reach him the boy opened the golden clock like artefact and flicks the numbers in it. It gave off a bright light covering the boy's form and momentarily blinding the man and soon also covered him as well.

"No!" screamed the woman ghostly as the light comes out from the water and enveloped her also and soon the whole world in a matter of seconds.

Newly born children disappeared as well as the teens while the adults returned back from where they were when they were still babies, their mothers' wombs, and the dead return backed to life. The time was set to return 33 years, 1980.

People all over the world wake up on their biggest headache of their lives but they don't remember anything. It's just a simple day with a big headache but not Albus Dumbledore and few special people.

Albus Wulfric Percyval Brian Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of his time, the headmaster of Hogwarts, woke up on his study table beside his crescent shaped eyeglasses and in his purple night robes with a painful headache and memories returning back. He groaned in pain as he tried to stand up and find something to lean on. As soon as the most important memories come back he quickly straightened up himself and forgets about his pain. With a flick of his wand he disappeared and appeared to the secret hideout house of the Potters. Surprisingly he found it easily even though he knew it was under Fidelus Charm, a charm use to hide a structure from enemies. He quickly knocked on the door only welcomed by a powerful curse from the Potter parents. Dumbledore quickly deflect the curse with his wand but failed to deflect a stunning curse fired to him. It knocked him out.

"Dumbledore!" gasped Lily Potter after seeing the white long beard and trade mark crescent glasses. In her arms was the baby Harry Potter. James Potter quickly released his old professor after that.

"How do you able to locate us?" asked James. "Our house is under the Fideliuos charm"

"I don't know also but you need to get away from here now!"Commanded Dumbledore. He then turned to the door and fired a curse to the enemy called Voldemort, the Dark Lord.

"Ahhh... Dumbledore it's nice to meet you again." Voldemort said after he deflected the curse Dumbledore fired.

"Do you have your memories?" asked Dumbledore quietly to Lily and James as he fight back to Voldemort. Both Potters nod. "Then GO! "

At seeing the determination and order from the eyes of their old Headmaster they flicked their wands and disappeared. Both of them landed at the front door of their friend, Sirius Black. Without knocking they barged in the 12 Grimmaulds Place. They saw a tall and handsome but very worried man walking back and forth around the living room.

10 ½ years later.

"Avada Kredava!" Someone shouted.

"—leave him to the Kreyns! Ah!" a woman's voice said before screaming in pain and lie down on the floor.

"Ah!" someone scream from behind but the woman kept talking.

"Please, please..." she cry out while giving a small bundle of blankets to a man wearing all black before she closed her eyes. Peace finally came over her scared and worried face.

"Harry! Harry! Wake up!" Harry heard someone call him and realize it was his brother Erickson Kreyn. The lightning bolt scar that was marked since he was barely one gave off a bearable pain. He put his hand on it trying to ease the pain a little bit.

Harry quickly wake up and grab his eyeglasses on the side table, sweat were rolling all over his face. He saw Erick, Erickson's nickname, worried face.

"Bro... You've been screaming again. What is it this time?" asked Erick fixing his rectangular eyeglasses.

"Well... this time it's not like the other dreams with just screaming and shouting weird words. This time I saw a little bit of my dream." answered Harry while still massaging his forehead.

"What is it? What did you saw?

"I saw a hand, a small hand but not like those of the babies it's like..."

"Like?"

"Like mom's, I assume it is lady's hand since it is like mom's, she give a small bundle of blankets to a man..." Harry glanced at Erick, he thought he will ask again since he know that Erick is very inquisitive one, so he stopped but after he saw Erick is intently waiting for his next words he speak again. "I cannot see his face because his whole face was blurred but all I can identify was he is wearing all black from head to toe. Then before you wake me up, I saw green flash cover all over my view."

"Are there any weird words said in your dream again?" asked Erick.

Harry knew this question will turn up again. Erick is very fascinated to the words he heard in his dreams. Since the first dream where he saw a big three headed dog, Erick is writing all the words on his notebook.

"I'm not sure if this is the exact words but this one is the weirdest of all. Avada Kredava?" said Harry. Erick nod before writing the words on his notebook and study it for awhile.

"Well I cannot think of what these words are use for. What happened after this was said?" inquired Erick. Harry thinks for awhile. In his dream the woman he heard talking scream in pain after this was said and he was sure that the woman died too because of her way of speaking struggling to say her final words or he thought so.

"Ummm... I think the woman I heard in my dream died or as far as I remember or maybe those words are use to create green light because that was the last thing I saw in my dream."

Erick always dream or more likely assume that there are really witches and wizards in the world so after he heard Harry's dreams he thought it was a lead to the magical world he always dream of. Harry cannot stop him because Erick was always the more imaginative and wiser one between the two of them.

"Maybe that's a death curse or something." Muttered Erick under his breath. He nodded to himself before he go back to his bed and say to Harry "Well Harry thanks for the story I think this one is the coolest dream you have, though I might consider it more a nightmare..."

"Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Erick" Harry said before returning his eyeglasses on the side table. He kept on thinking the dream until he got another dream.

In his dream, he is inside a void and continuously hearing a single word: "RETURN"

The next morning the dream was forgotten.