I'm Going to Kill You
Part One
On a piece of string, coarse hands threaded 50 pence (which had a rough hole blasted through it) onto it, tied a knot at the string ends and then slung the make-shift necklace over the teens head.
The same teen, grabbed his wand and with a few choice words, changed his black hair blonde, gave him-self a beard and moustache and with a potion changed his memorable green eyes, blue.
He then looked at him-self in a mirror; he could hardly recognize him-self. He raised his right hand; the reflection raised its right, he waved the reflection waved, just to make sure- he lifted his fringe, there reflecting back at him was his lightning bolt scar.
Sighing, Harry grabbed the concealer he stole from a muggleborn and applied it to his scar. While his fringe did a good job hiding it, he didn't want to take any chances.
Next he changed his robes, to simple muggle clothes- which he conjured up to suit his destination, pocketed his wand in his jackets inside breast pocket- he hoped he wouldn't need it, but it was good to be prepared. Checking him-self in the mirror once more and reasoned that he was unrecognizable.
Satisfied with his guise, Harry turned to the map and several scrolls scattered on the cold stone floor of the 'Chamber of Secrets', the only place he knew no-one could accidently walk upon or follow him. Being able to speak, a language that you and a psychotic killer could speak has its advantages.
Harry walked towards the map, after checking the scrolls, he took out the time-turner, which he stole from McGonagall's office, dangled it above a particular spot in the map and chanted:
'Back to back, time between, follow the sand through the hours'
He released the time-turner, which continued to hover over the spot. He then grabbed a bottled potion, which he brewed earlier, and then pocketed it and then grabbed a second potion, turned him-self invisible and downed it.
An invisible Harry Potter was sucked into the map. If you look closely, one could see that the map was dated: 1944, and that the time turner was hovering above: Wool's Orphanage.
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Harry knew, what he was doing, was rash, dangerous, and most definitely stupid- he had also kept it a secret, but he didn't want to be stopped and he wanted to go alone.
It was risky, but he had to do this, especially now he had to kill he bastard. Its been plaguing him since he was twelve and now he knew he couldn't kill him, until he had done this. In a sense, he was getting his own type of closure.
