Chapter One: The Crossover
The leather boot was thrust into my hand, giving me no choice but to grab hold. As my fingers tightened around the rough, worn surface, I felt my whole body disappear as if I was travelling through not only space, but time as well. I saw the stars, the planets, the moons, everything flash past my eyes as all of us holding onto this boot, travelled through to a dimension only real in the world of imagination.
I felt the dry, gravelled ground hit me. I was hurtling towards it with such speed, the results were inevitable. A sensation more painful than being splinched. I felt the skin on my face tear, adding to the burning of the lightning scar on my forehead. Blood was running down my cheeks as if the wound was crying. I cried out in agony as I scrambled to my feet. The ginger haired man that is my best friend looked much younger, as if we were back at school, than he did when we grabbed the portkey. As did the beautiful brown haired girl, staring at me with horror as she struggled to find her wand in her purse. This purse wasn't a regular purse of course, being the magical beings we are, so I understand her difficulty in finding it. Although, as more and more blood ran down my face I grew less and less conscious. Just before I blacked out, I saw her grab her wand and shout the most incomprehensible spell as I felt the healing process begin.
I awoke what seems like hours later. Hermione informs me that it was in fact only 10 minutes later and even in my unconscious state, I whined like a little girl the whole time. What does she expect? The boy who lived, TWICE, to act like a man when taken by surprise with an immense amount of pain. Her answer was yes when I offered this, but she obviously knows nothing of fame. With that tone, you may think of me as spoilt and pretentious but don't forget that I faced "he who must not be named" aka Voldy, more than once and defeated him in the great battle at Hogwarts many years ago. So, I think I have all the reason to act the way I do considering all the shit I have had to deal with... but anyway... back to what is actually going on here. When I awoke, I saw that I had been carried into the nearby forest. I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. It was surreal, almost as if I were in the forbidden forest but I could feel there was something completely different about this place. Especially the constant humming sound that seemed to linger in the atmosphere. My eyes fell upon Ron and Hermione. Well, it looked like them... several years ago. Had I really hit my head that hard?
"Hermione? Ron? What the hell? You look about 16! What's going on? Were we messing with the mushrooms in the at the back of Ollivander's again?" I asked.
I didn't notice before but my voice seems considerably higher than it did before we grabbed that boot.
"No, Harry." replied Hermione. "It seems that the portkey we were given was more than a portkey... and something more than magic too..." The confusion on her face told me all. I knew that something strange had happened. And being the boy who lived, TWICE, I have had many strange things happen to me.
"Wait... so, what you're telling me is... w-w-we went back in time!? Bloody hell, that's a new one!" Ron shouted.
"Ron!" I hissed. "Tone it down, we don't where we are. You're already ginger, I don't think we need another excuse to draw attention to us! Seriously, a ginger with friends? Doesn't that just scream out of the ordinary?"
"Fuck off, Harry. Go polish your glasses."
"Will you two stop it! We need to figure out what the hell happened!" interjected Hermione. Obviously she doesn't know good banter when she hears it. I rolled my eyes discreetly but apparently not discreetly enough as I felt the thwack of a wand against the back on my head.
"Bitch" I mumbled. She glared at me but then stopped suddenly, as if she had heard something.
"Guys, I think we should look for some sort of civilisation. Follow me, since the two of you put together are about as smart as Seamus." Then she stalked off into the greenery, with Ron and I running to catch up.
"Hermione, can we just disapperate?" whined Ron.
"Um, no. Idiot. Not like this, we've been reverted back to our 16year old selves. We wouldn't be able to. Anyway, we'll be able to get back via the portkey eventually. I think there's something 'it' wants us to do here. Why else would it take us here?"
"Yeah, Ron, listen to the almighty Hermione. Your one and only, the mother of your children, your lover, you-"
"SHUT UP, HARRY!" they both shouted.
I shrugged it off. I was bored, we had been walking for about an hour or so and that humming noise was getting louder and louder. Hermione signalled for us to stop and then crept slowly ahead. I heard some birds overhead, they were the most beautiful creatures I had ever seen. Then, one stopped dead in the middle of the sky and dropped to ground. Confused, I decided to check it out. I'm the boy who lived, twice, what's the worst that could happen? The humming noise got louder and louder as I neared the bird. Then, I stopped dead in my tracks. I could feel the electricity and the heat in front of me. Some sort of barrier? Not magical but very technical. Advanced Muggle work I presumed. Hermione seemed to have noticed it too. Well, more like she walked straight into. She was now lying on the floor twitching like a feral squirrel. I laughed and called Ron over. "Ron! Ron! Look at her! Sh-she looks like a right idiot."
Ron ran over and squealed like a little pig! He tripped right over her and hit the muggle barrier as well. He fell to the ground with a thud and I burst into a fit of giggles. This stupid of me because it seems I had attracted some attention from something. I heard the leaves of a nearby shrub rustle and I froze, hand on my wand ready to attack. The rustling grew louder as slender figure emerged. I screamed and fell back. I'm boy who lived, twice! I can only expect the worst!
"What the fuck is on your forehead?"
