This is a rewrite (ish). A sudden plot bunny jumped into my head when I was on the bus today, and I couldn't get rid of it. It's also like ten times more creative then my lame ass reasoning in the first version of it. This felt like a better way to tie together to two different worlds, but it still has most of the main elements from my original idea. The next few chapters will have little to no changes.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Harry Potter and the Legend of Zelda belong to their respective owners.

Chapter One

Dumbledore felt like taking a stroll inside the castle. Long since finished with whatever paperwork that had sat on his desk, he had quite a bit of time to clear his mind. Adjusting his robes and long white beard as he walked, it was not long until he ended up outside the chamber holding the Mirror of Erised.

I usually end up here, he thought, it's a wonder as to why we still keep it. He made his way down, carefully stepping inside room and surveyed its interior. The mirror had been moved back to its original location after the whole fiasco with Quirrel and Voldemort, and it had stayed there ever since.

He moved towards it, carefully averting his eyes as he neared it. His old, gnarly hands gently caressed its golden outlining, and he finally gave in. Looking at the clear surface, he could see nothing.

Strange, he thought, peering deeper into the mirror. The glass reflected only light. Taking a step back, he paused. What was wrong?

Suddenly, there was a small flash of light. Dumbledore shielded his eyes with a hand, barely able to make out the green and blue colored burst of brightness. Two objects tumbled towards a halt in front of him, and his breath hitched.

Staring up at him, were two lifeless corpses.

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Dumbledore crept forward. Although not a stranger to death, the sight of two bodies would make anyone uncomfortable. He knelt in between the two, and noticed that their hands were joined; a final action of unity, and maybe, even affection.

His eyes softened at the two, whose bodies had shown that they had yet to fully reach adulthood. They had one necklace looped around both of their necks, and a softly glowing jewel was hung onto it. Dumbledore picked it up, studying it with curiosity and caution. It pulsed gently, and the old headmaster dropped it in surprise.

It smacked onto the hard stone floor, and a soft clicking noise was heard. The stone turned bright blue, and a flash of light filled the room. Picking himself up from where he had fallen, Dumbledore looked warily at the stone again, and then blinked in surprise.

The area surrounding the jewel was different. The stone bricks that made up the floor looked newer than the ones surrounding it, and were void of any cracks and chips that were there previously. He glanced at the two corpses, and his eyes widened. In the skeleton's places, lay two perfectly intact bodies, both of which showed clear signs of life. Their chests rose and fell; however broken it might have sounded.

The boy, who was clad in muted green had wounds covering almost every inch of his body. His clothes projected an odd palette, with the red from his blood and the normal green mixing together to form a muddy brown. He had a sword strapped to his back, and a worn out shield fixed over it. There was a large dent on the shields blue surface, and the strange design on it also stood out.

The girl wore a dress, which was heavily torn, and its fine, silken material was caked with blood. She did not appear to be as deeply wounded as her companion, but there were couple severe looking injuries lacing throughout her body. She wore a golden diadem, and here brown hair was tied up regally. The girl was obviously of high status.

They resemble elves, with such pointy ears, he thought.

Snapping out of his musings, Dumbledore quickly lifted the two with a flick of his wand, and he waved them forward. Only just remembering the peculiar stone, he stopped himself, as well as the two levitating bodies. They were barely out of the little circle of magic projected by the stone, and the feet on the boy turned back to bone, clattering loudly against the floor.

Dumbledore's mind raced, thoughts muddled as he tried to wrap his head around the peculiar jewel. Oddly, he showed no physical changes when he was near it.

Picking up the stone gingerly, he gently looped it back around both their necks, and placed a floating spell onto it as well, lest he accidentally strangle the two. He carried them to the Hospital Wing, where they would be left to the tender care of Madam Pomfrey, who let out a startled gasp at the sight of them.

"Whatever you do, keep this stone near them, otherwise they will die," Dumbledore said quietly, setting the stone on the table in between the beds. Poppy nodded solemnly, and immediately began to work. The nurse let her eyes linger on their appearances, before bustling off to where her medical supplies were kept.

"I will be at the library, Poppy. I need to do some research," Dumbledore called, eyes twinkling with excitement. He rushed off after giving a long look at the two unconscious teens lying in the beds.

Link slowly opened his eyes, quite sure that he was somewhere in the afterlife. He felt the soft comforters around him, the quite sounds of someone breathing, and a dull ache all around his body. His vision cleared up, and he turned his head to the left, where he saw the sleeping face of his princess, Zelda.

He gasped, and sat up quickly, before flinching at the sudden pain jolting throughout his body, and he winced. That caught the attention of the other woman in the room. She hurried towards him, and laid a hand on his back, gently guiding him back down onto the soft mattress.

"Hush dear, you need to rest. Your friend will be alright," she said soothingly. The wrinkles on her face being more pronounced as she smiled. Link relaxed, but he still shot a worried glance to Zelda.

"You can call me Madam Pomfrey," she continued. "I'm the matron of this school." Link looked confused.

"School?" he asked, voice still a bit hoarse. Madam Pomfrey opened her mouth, but was interrupted by a soft cough coming from Zelda. The nurse rushed over to Zelda's side, and coaxed some medicine into her throat.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, school for witchcraft and wizardry," said a new voice. Link turned around, and saw an old man, sporting dark robes, and a long, white beard. He wore half-moon glasses, and his eyes twinkled mysteriously.

"I'm Dumbledore, the headmaster of this school," the old man said. He had a pleasant smile on his face, and an aura that made Link want to trust him. "Who are you?"

"…I'm Link," he said hesitantly. Zelda was sitting up now, and was studying the man with interest.

"I'm Zelda Harkinian," she said politely. Link saw that she was wearing a white nightgown, and looked down to find that he had also gained a new outfit. It was a loose white shirt, with dark gray pants coming down to his shins. He decided against questioning it.

"I stumbled across you two this morning, and you were both seriously wounded. Might I ask what happened?" Dumbledore asked lightly. It was only them now, as Madam Pomfrey had left to give them some privacy.

Link shut his eyes tightly, and he took a deep breath.

"…I don't remember." Link forced out, gritting his teeth. Zelda shook her head, a pained expression on her face. "There are only bits, and they're all really blurred. There's no conclusion to draw from it."

"I see." Dumbledore dipped his head, eyes closed. "When you are fully healed, I shall explain the condition in which you were found. For now, please rest. Hogwarts has more than enough to accommodate you two." His tone was light, but there was a deeper emotion buried underneath it.

Link and Zelda exchanged looks, but they nodded.

"Thank you," said Zelda gratefully.

"Not a problem, my dear," said Dumbledore, winking. He bade them farewell, and Link and Zelda were left on their own.

"You don't remember either?" Link said quietly. Zelda shook her head.

"Nothing that makes sense," Zelda replied, placing her head in her heads. "They're all indistinct, and I can't tell what's happening either."

Link said nothing, only retreating further back into his covers.

It took them a week to fully heal; their recovery only sped up with the aid of Madam Pomfrey and the many potions that she fed them. They stood in Dumbledore's office, quietly taking in the odd design of his workplace. They had started when the portraits in the room started moving, and their incredulity only grew as the other oddities in the room made themselves known.

"All portraits in the Wizarding world move. They can talk as well," said Dumbledore, amused. He ushered them into seats.

"Lemon drops?" Zelda politely declined, while Link shrugged. He took one and popped it into his mouth. His face puckered up, and Zelda giggled.

"Your stay here was comfortable, I hope," began Dumbledore. "It is important that I inform you of the circumstances of your revival."

Link looked at him with interest, still sucking on the sweet.

Dumbledore relayed the events of what happened a week ago to them; adding a grim flourish to each detail.

"-your corpses tumbled out of the Mirror of Erised," he said gravely, eyes closed.

Link choked on the lemon drop, beating his fist on his chest. He swallowed it gingerly, and looked up at Dumbledore, alarmed. Zelda also stiffened, and gazed at the headmaster, urging for him to continue.

"Your skeletons were lying on the floor," he said grimly. "There was a necklace looped around both your necks, and it was a dull purple when I first saw it."

"Necklace?" said Zelda curiously. Dumbledore nodded.

"I picked it up, but I dropped it in surprise when it started pulsing. It hit the floor, and a flash of light filled the room. The area surrounding the stone seemed to have reverted back to the past, and your bodies as of now are being sustained by the stone, I suspect," said Dumbledore solemnly.

Link sat upright, eyes wide as he processed the words of the Headmaster.

"W-what color was the stone after it hit the floor?" said Zelda shakily, her eyes wide. Dumbledore looked at her curiously.

"A light blue, why?" he answered, tilting his head slightly to the side.

Zelda breathed in deeply, casting her eyes down towards the floor. "From what you have told me, I believe we have stumbled across a Timeshift stone." The name sounded unfamiliar to Link, and he combed his brain, unsure if he had heard it before.

"I've read about it in the castle library, and the ore was said to have disappeared near the Gerudo Desert. The last time anyone ever saw or heard about it was during the Hero of the Sky's era," Zelda explained. Her brow was furrowed and she was twirling a strand of hair.

"The Gerudo Desert is barren. Except for the Arbiter's Grounds and the Bulblin camp, there is nothing," informed Link, recalling the hot, empty wasteland to the west. Zelda set an index on her chin, but did not answer.

"You cannot remember what the cause of your deaths were right?" inquired Dumbledore. The two Hylians shook their head.

"Only fragments," Zelda mumbled, frustrated. Dumbledore nodded consolingly in their direction.

"Hopefully, your memory will be restored with the aid of time," assured Dumbledore. "But there is something that needs to be done first."

"What is it?" asked Link. Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a glowing blue stone appeared. Link and Zelda jumped.

"Sorry, you must not be that accustomed with magic, huh?" Dumbledore apologized.

Zelda shook her head. "Not this kind."

"I've kept it by your side the entire time," said Dumbledore. "If you are out of the stone's reach, then you two will turn back into corpses." Link shuddered slightly.

"It will be difficult to encircle you both at the same time, so I thought it would be best to split it into two," decided Dumbledore.

"That would be best," agreed Zelda. Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the stone divided into two small roughly shaped jewels, each the size of a penny. They fell into Link and Zelda's outstretched palms. Dumbledore smiled as he held up two strings up.

"To tie it up, that is if you need it." He smiled kindly.

"Thank you," said Zelda, taking one. Link politely declined.

"Speaking of this stone, I do believe that I am able to manipulate its reach, and make it so that it wraps around you, as long as you keep it on your person," said Dumbledore, stroking his beard. The jewels floated up once again, and the headmaster thought for a while before pointing his wand at it.

The stones showed no physical changes, but Link and Zelda instantly felt better as the jewels were in their grasp again.

"Ah, this feels much better. Felt like I was moving like an old man before," said Link, stretching his arms. "No offense," he added hurriedly, looking at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore chuckled. "None taken."

Dumbledore then stood up, and brushed off the invisible dust on his robes.

"Now then, you should go on back to the hospital wing. Poppy will throw a fit if she finds out you're not there," said Dumbledore happily. "Until Poppy deems you healthy, I'm afraid you're still considered invalids."

Link and Zelda nodded, and they got to their feet as well.

"All of your items and gear are stored with Poppy, just ask if you wish to see them again," Dumbledore added.

"Thank you very much, for taking care of us and everything," said Zelda sincerely, dipping her head. Link followed her example. Dumbledore chortled.

"T'was not a problem, my dears."

The two Hylians walked down the spiral staircase from the headmaster's office, and began making their way towards the hospital wing. This was the first time they'd wandered the halls alone.

"Link?" said Zelda suddenly.

"Yeah?"

"Does this place look familiar to you?" she said, studying the walls and the various décor as they walked.

"Hm." They continued in silence.

So that's it for this chapter! I hope you enjoyed it (and if it was better than my old crappy one). Since this story before only had a few chapters, me changing the plot at the beginning should affect little to nothing, so rest assured. Just ignore me if you haven't read the original one.

Anyway, please review!

Thank you,

Doodle