PLEASE SEE THE SUMMARY CONTEST ON CHAPTER 16!
Summary:
In the year 2023, a group of Death Eaters, calling themselves the Death Cults, took hold of two of the seven Time Turners left in the world. Using the time turner, they traveled back to the year 1997 to capture and kill Harry Potter, so that Lord Voldemort may continue his reign of terror.
All fails have faults, and this one is that the 2023 Harry Potter just so happen to be monitoring the activities of these Time Turners. When he learned of the Death Cult's plan, he devised a plan for 7 young students to travel back into the year 1997 as well, under disguise, in order to protect the Big 7 of their time.
Will his plan work? Or will the Death Cult succeed instead? With the fate of the world in 7 young teenager's hand, anything could happen
Characters:
Time Travelers:
Alice 'Aly' Longbottom - Daughter of Neville and Hannah Longbottom
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy - Son of Draco and Astrid Malfoy
Lily Luna Potter - Daughter of Harry and Ginevra Potter
James Sirius Potter - Son of Harry and Ginevra Potter
Lysander Scamander - Son of Rolf Scamander, Step-Son Luna Lovegood
Hugo Weasley - Son of Ronald and Hermione Weasley
Rose Weasley - Daugher of Ronald and Hermione Weasley
Other:
Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginevra Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy
A man in his mid-sixties walked with superiority and arrogance through the Atrium of the Ministry of Magic. Though his once platinum hair had faded to almost a boring shade of grey, he held his head up as group of people coward as he passed by. His grey eyes were hawk like and stared around the room for anything out of place, anything that can ruin his plan.
He brushed past by hurried witches and wizards as they rushed through the Atrium towards the elevators, but this man wasn't in as much of a hurry as the others, though he may be just as anxious as the others, but he couldn't act like he was a nerve wreck. No, he had to appear the formidable pure-blood he is.
"The paper mister?" A young boy waved a piece of newspaper in his face. The man sneered, he had no interest in what Mudblood loving reporters had to say about the new laws regarding House Elf rights today, but the boy was too eager and followed him several of steps. He eventually just snatched it out of the boys hand to get him again. The title reads The Daily Prophet – Sunday August 30th, 2023, with the following title Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt to retire, with a slightly smaller article squeezed in the corner: Azkaban Break-Out: Auror Harry Potter gives his views.
That brought both delight and annoyance to the man. On one hand, he, and he alone, was the reason why the Azkaban Break-Out was a success. The Carrow Siblings, Rookwood, Avery, Mulciber, Rosier and Travers all had him to thank for their success. Now they were all waiting for him at the Ministry of Magic, to carry out their well thought out plan. It has been in the making, in fact, for over two decades. He had grown old over the years, but his brain still as sharp and Mudblood hating. Now they have finally found a way to succeed, unless Harry Potter stops them.
Harry Potter, the bane of his existence and the head of the Auror department. The rest of the Wizard world might be fooled into thinking that he's innocent, but Harry Potter knew otherwise, which is why Potter had someone escort him every time he visits in the Ministry, except this time, because he came unannounced. He felt anger bubbling inside him as he read onward in the article; "We've got everything under control, Aurors around the globe have been working hard to find them. Ex-Aurors Mr. Weasley and Mr. Longbottom have also agreed to help" Potter had said. How arrogant does Potter had to be to think that he and his petty little friends can stop the rage of the Death Cult? And organization that has been in the works ever since the falls of the Dark Lord, an organization that will, today, destroy the existence of Potter and his precious friends and kids, and bring back the glory of the Dark Lord. The man was smirking just at the thought of this, that is, until he was interrupted by the sight of an old friend.
"Rookwood." He murmured as he brushed by another man, who had messy dark hair and wore a Ministry uniform a size too small to fit into the crowd, 'Everything's going accordingly?"
Rookwood nodded, "Avery and Mulciber are in the Department of Mystery right now, and Rosier and Travers are planning a diversion at the Auror Department for distraction, otherwise all alarms are turned off and The Carrows are outside with our escape plan.
The man smirked once more; everything couldn't be going smoother, that is, until a flash of brown hair distracted him from his work.
"Mrs. Hermione Weasley!" He said politely to the middle aged woman in a business suit and a stern look, "How lovely to bump into you." Rookwood slipped into the crowd discreetly.
Hermione's face twisted into a forced looking smile, "Like wise."
"May I ask why you're out and about at this time?" He asked with an unpleasant tone. He was polite and somewhat curt to Hermione, but sometimes he let a bit of cruelty slip out, as he couldn't care anything about that dirty Mudblood girl.
"I may ask you the same." Hermione sighed, "I was just on my way to deliver a report to Harry." The man's face turned dark. Besides his obvious dislike in the two of them, he found it very unprofessional for Hermione to call Potter by his first name in a work place.
"I'm sure Mr. Potter can wait." He turned on his charm a bit, "Why don't we take a walk, to lunch?" He gestured towards the Ministry cafeteria.
Hermione looked taken back, surely having lunch with him was not on the top twenty to-do list for today, but as a respected Head of Department, she couldn't be turning down an invitation from one of the main benefactors of the Ministry.
"Of course." She said tightly, and followed him through the Atrium, report still in hand and walking briskly.
"How's your husband?" He asked in the spirit of the conversation, "And your children? Rosa and Hugh, is it?"
Hermione's lip pursed, "Ronald's fine, and it is Rose and Hugo."
"Of course." The man responded, the brats of Mudbloods does not interest him, nor does the blood traitor family of the Weasleys, but he had to remain of Hermione's good side, as she is the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
"May I ask why you're inviting me to lunch all of the sudden?" She said without a single tone of playfulness, "You have a very busy schedule, as I recall."
"Just taking a breath of fresh air, it's all." He said lightheartedly, despite Hermione's frowning.
They proceeded toward the cafeteria, but he still looked around for any sort of disturbance. Of course, he won't be actually doing the dirty work, but if they were caught, and he was in the Ministry, surely it won't reflect well on his reputation, and he needed that for the next part of his plan.
"I don't mean to take out of the conversation." He suddenly interrupted, having remembered why he came, besides overseeing the idiots working on the first step, "But I just have to say that this will be my last visit for a while."
No doubt was there a flash of happiness across Hermione's face, but was quickly disguised with sorrow. One thing he'll give the lowly Mudblood credits for, she is a decent liar, "That is terrible news; we do enjoy your visits very much." She said, though a hint of sarcasm can be detected.
"Going on a vacation with the wife." He replied, "It's been a while since we had a bit of alone time together. I may be gone for a while."
"We'll miss you greatly." She said empathetically. Just then, out of the corner of his eyes, was Avery, looking absolutely suspicious and not at all stealthy.
"Will you excuse me?" He said, "I just remembered that my grandson needed to see a Healer this afternoon. He had come down with flu and I promised my son I'll take him, since he is quite busy."
Hermione looked startled for a second, and then nodded, "We'll finish the conversation when you get back, of course." Though her tone suggested that they definitely won't, "We'll see you soon."
He nodded towards her, "Of course, Mrs. Weasley." and left quickly, shooting a dagger look towards Avery.
"Could you be more obvious?" He hit the man over on his head with a cane. Though the group is majorly made of aging man, Avery Jr. Jr. was one of the younger recruits, offspring Avery Jr. Sadly he was just as hopeless as his father. If the man could carry out the plan all by himself, he could have, but sadly it required a bit more manpower that he didn't possessed.
"Sorry." Avery mumbled, "We got it though." He reached into his pocket before the man shushed him, "Do you want every to see it?" He looked around a little, "Come on; let's go." Avery grabbed the man's forearm, and instantly vanished out of the Atrium and into what looked like an alley way, where a group of at least ten other men stood.
"Have you got it?" One of the man sneered at the new arrivals, "You better got it."
He nodded, "Right here." He jabbed his walking stick towards the younger man, who quickly, but clumsily, pulled a metal chain out of his pocket. It revealed to have an ornament attached to it, three rings interconnecting made out of a clear looking metal, titanium, with a single hour glass in the center.
For the first time since they arrived, the group smiled, though it's an ugly sight as some of them have lost their tooth, "The Dark Lord will be pleased."
The man rolled his eyes, "The Dark Lord has no idea of our plans." He paused, "yet." A group near the garbage cans laughed, "But once we go back, he'll reward us plenty."
He looked towards all the members of the group, and settles his eyes on a young man in his thirties, who was blonde as well, "What to do the honors Draco?" He smiled and offered the necklace towards him.
Draco looked startled as he took the necklace in his hands, "Fine." He mumbled. He looked tired and weary, like he wanted to be anywhere else but here, which is a haunting look on a grown man, but with all greedy eyes on him and the necklace in between his fingers, he couldn't just apparate out of the place, "Everybody grab the chain." And they did quickly and longingly.
The man grinned down at the blonde one, and took the chain as well, "1997, here we come."
There's the prologue! This story spans across maybe 20 chapters or more. It's a bit complex, but I hope I made it pretty clear!
On the top is a list of the time travelers and the main 7 characters from the 1997 time period they'll be associating with, most of them are canon, except for Neville's daughter Aly, who is pretty important.
R and R!
~Lilies