Changing Time
Hello peoples!!!!! This is yet another series that I'm beginning to write. I just odn't have enought time for all of these stories that I keep writing!! I'm not doing my homework that much and since I'm such a good student or well I used to be I don't get into much trouble. Well not any at all because my teacher is a major puchover if you know what I mean. Well I'll get on with this story. It came to me when I was practising my piano this morning! How interesting, eh. Oh well here it is. Ta Da!
Harry Potter sat in a dungeon. He had unfortunatly been captured by Lord Voldemort. What was his life coming to? Well probably not much after a while. He's in a jail, with a whole bunch of killer loving people. What do you expect??? So anyways there he sat, in total silence except for the dripping of water coming from what Harry figured was a hole in the ceiling. For it was very cold, but then again. It was a DUNGEON. And he was locked in it. Talk about good luck. Harry had been mowing the lawn of Privet Drive when a Death Eater had popped out of no where and now here he was. Hungry, cold, and lonely. Not to mention scared! What Voldemort had in store for him he had no idea of. But he knew that he wasn't oging to let him win. In any case. Well unless he got killed, but that wasn't helping his situation. He was so bored, he decided to take a little nap. But that thought was shattered when a increadibly ugly Death Eater came up to his cell and unlocked it. But this was not to let Harry free. This was it, the time when Harry would face the Dark Lord yet again. In fact he was getting quite used to it. I mean he did this about what, once, twice a year?? It was like an annerversary of when they met! How..........perplexing. Well here goes. Harry stood up and silently followed the Eater of Death! (ahahah sorry I got carried away. Major suger rush!) Well he didn't really follow. Dragged behind was the term. Harry had never seen a more complicated maze. This was even more difficult then the maze in his fourth year. Now he was fifteen, and damn proud of it!!!
"You will go in and see the Dark Lord, Potter boy! Then if you survive I am to tortue you. Does that sound like a good plan, Potter?" asked the man.
"No, actually it doesn't and if you don't mind you could not touch me again. You see I just had a shower yesterday and now I'm going to have to have another. And that would waste your drinking water wouldn't it?" Harry said in mock saddness.
"Get in there you stupid boy!" said the Death Eater shoving him in the room. There was nothing in the strange room except for a throne. Of course none other than Tom Marvalo Riddle or Lord Voldemort was sitting on it. And boy did he smell!
"Ah, Harry Potter we meet yet again. How many times is this now? Five, six? Tell me, why haven't you died yet. You tell me that, and then I''ll tell you a little secret of my own." he smiled evily.
"Umm, why should I know why I haven't died yet! Am I god? No I don't think so, Mr. I think that I'm so evil." said Harry sarcasticly. Maybe he had gone a bit to far with this one. Voldy seemed mad.
"Don't you talk to me like that boy. I deserve respect. Anyways I shall tell you my little secret anyways. Even Dumbledore doesn't know this. You see Harry , did you ever wonder why you never met your grandparents if they didn't die? Well you see your grandma on your mothers side is dead. Yes that's very true. But you see your grandfather is not dead. That just happens to be me. I was young and thoughtless and stupid. but not anymore. I got rid of everyone in that family. Except for you. You see I just can't seem to get rid of you Potter."
"Oh so your my grandfather. I was wondering when I'd meet him. I guess I already did. But you wanna know something that Dumbledore told me. He told me that you used to "value" family. You were really nice to everyone in your so called "family". That is until your parents were murdered. Then you couldn't take the pain and you turned evil. You just wanted a family to love you. But that had been taken away hadn't it. So instead of trying to cope you just gave up. You couldn't stand the pain. But guess what. If you hated the pain the soooo mcuh. Then why did you cause so much of it. Do you know how much pain you've cause me? You've tortured me, and killed people I love. You've taunted me all of my life, and made my life crap! You got pain, deal with it! I did so you can too. And if you were looking for a family, why didn't you go to my parents. If you appoligized then they would have accepted you. You would have had a family again. And then you wouldn't be evil. Then people would respect you, and maybe even like you. Then you would be happy. And wouldn't feel so much pain anymore. But no, take the easy way out and go evil. Kill everyone that reminded you of your pain. And kill anyone hat gets in your way just because you feel like it. Well I hate to break it to you, that's not how life works. So do you understand now? That if you hadn't become evil, and had just tried to cope with your pain then I would have a family. And you would be part of it. People in the world would be happy and everything would be right again. What was so hard about that. Why couldn't that be true. You wanna know why? Because you were stupid. And to weak to handel your life properly. So you gathered up a whole bunch of idiots just like you and went around killing people/ What kind of a life is that? Tell me that if you can?" said Harry. His eyes were blazing now. He was really angry. Thinking of what could have been, but what's not. He patiently waited for Riddle to answer. He decided that he wasn't going to call him voldemort anymore. He wasn't a Lord and he wasn't Voldemort. He was Tom Marvalo Riddle weather he like it or not! But he stopped his thinking when Tom opened his mouth to answer. Harry could see the pain in his face. He had obiously hit a soft spot.
"Boy, who dare you talk to me about my family!" he screeched. He was getting close to tears and Harry found that rather ammusing. "Don't you stand there and tell me what I did wrong in my life. What I have is a good life! I have power, and money! I am looked up to from everyone in the world. I'm famous! What more could you ask for?"
"Maybe a family." said harry quietly. Now he just plain felt sorry for him. He was so weak, and he knew it too. But he was trying to act like a tough guy. Bottle up all of his emotions, trying to prove that he was better than everybody else.
"Come on Riddle, jus think about what could have been. You could have been a happy man, with a family. People who love you and respect you for who you are. You would be good and woudn't cause other people pain. Just think about it and then tell me what you think. About what you've done to the world. How you've made it a horrible place to live in." Harry said solomely. He had done it. He had gotten through to Riddle. It was a mirical! He had actually said something that Tom had understood. And he seemed less evil right now. With the look on his face. Actually he reminded Harry of a lost little boy in the super market. But then, unexpectedly Tom broke into tears. Harry was shocked. This was never what he had expected! anything but this. Threats yes, glares yes but this!
"Potter, why did you have to remind me of all of that family stuff? I had just forgotten it! I loved my family, but they obivously didn't love me. They left me, and forgot about me as well. And I was angry, so I killed them. All. Everyone except you, who had the courage to stand up to me. I can't change what I've done. I've been horrible to the world, and no one would ever forgive me now. No matter what I did. And besides, how am I supposed to bring your parents back? I killed them. Their gone. Poof, never coming back! I made myself someone else so that I could forget all of my pain. I destroyed Tom Marvalo Riddle and created the monster Voldermort. And I called myself a Lord! When I was Voldemort I couldn't act like Tom anymore. I had made myself evil and there was nothing that I could do about it. The Tom that was left inside was being eated up by evil. And I couldn't escape either. But finally you have brought out the little of Tom that was left in me. I have no way to thank you. Anything that you want. I'll give it you. Anything. Just name it." he said through tears. Sobs racked his body and he was on the floor, crumpled in a heap. Harry felt sorry for him. But had never heard sincerer words. Finally Harry belived him. He had defeated the evil Lord Voldemort and brought out the good Tom inside. Now maybe life would be good again. But life would be better if he had his parents to share it with.
"Tom." he said reffering to him by his realy name. "I want my parents back. I want you to go back in time to the night that you killed them. Except don't kill them. I want you to appoligize for everything that you did. All the pain that you caused and then you'll have a family again. And so will I. Then you can have a grandson that will talk to you and love you. You won't have so much pain and you'll enjoy life again. Do that for me Tom." said Harry.
"I'll do that for you Harry. I'll go back in time and appolagize but I doubt that they'll believe me. They'll think that it's a trick and that I want something." he said sadly.
"Your right. Just give them something of mine to prove that your telling the truth. Tell them what you were going to do to them and say what happens to me in the future. give them hmmm. Give them my picture and a note from me. Then they'll believe you."
"Okay I'll try, here's a piece or paper. You can write the note on it. Just let me ring for Lucius, he'll bring me a picture of you. You see I have some from when I was tracking you down." he handed Harry a piece of parchment, and a quill that was shaped like a bolt of lightning. And Harry got to work writing the note to his parents. Putting all of his emotions into it. Saying how much he missed them and what it was like to be alond. The awful fate that awaited Sirius, so that they must believe Tom. For he was telling the truth. He re-read what he had wrote. And it looked as the following:
Dear Mom and Dad,
It's me Harry, and you may be thinking, "How can this be harry he's just a little baby." but guess what. I'm not a baby anymore. I'm fifteen, and all alone in the world. When Tom came to your house tonight in the past he killed you. With only me surviving. I grew up with the Dursleys being starved and beaten. Sirius was accused on murdering you and was sent to Azkaban. He escaped but he's on the run. You may not believe Tom but it's very important that you do! But this time he's come back in time, and is going to appolagize. I finally got through to him. This way the past will be changed and you guys won't die. I'll still live and we can grow up as a family. That's all I've ever wanted from life. You don't realize how much your parents mean to you until you don't have them anymore. My friends just don't seem to understand. I'm hoping that you'll believe him, and listen to what he has to say. If you don't you'll be killed all over again. Please listen. It means everything to me.
Harry James Potter
P.S. Maybe this picture of me will prove that this is real.
And with that Harry rolled up the parchment and gave it to Tom. Who now had a picture of Harry with him. And it wsa a rather good one, if Harry had to say. But he didn't have time. Tom had to go back in time to save his parents. So he could grow up with a happy life and with people who love him. He hoped with all of his heart that his parents would believe his letter and Tom. If not it wsa back to the Dursley life doing chores. Harry watched as Tom put the time turner around his neck and turned it over. He disappeared and Harry waited silently. Until Lucius Malfoy came and ushered him to a fancy bedroom. That he guess was where he would be staying. Ther was food and everything! Maybe even if his parents didn't agree. Having a grandfather wouldn't be that bad after all. And anyways then Sirius could be freed. Life was just getting better and better by the moment. But he feel asleep as he dreamed of what Tom was doing now. And how his parents were reacting.
Tom Riddle swayed as he landed on his feet in front of a beautiful little house in Godrics Hallow. He had to act fast. He could see some of his Death Eaters arriving and hiding in the bushes. He could see the Potter's throught their kitchen window. Not aware of what was about to happen. But no that wasn't going to happen. He was going to change all of that. No more of this killing stuff. He was good now. What Harry had said had really made sense to him. It broke throught the shell of Lord Voldemort and touched Tom. Better yet he was back to looking like he used to. Black hair and turqoise eyes. Fairly good looking. No more of this snake look. He was Tom Marvalo Riddle once more. And it was going to stay that way. Hesitantly he made his way up to the door. He knocked, once and then twice. Hoping that they would answer. They did. James answered the door and immideatly got out his wand. Ready for battle.
"Wait! James please you have to listen to me. You may think that this is Lord Voldemort but it's not. Lord Voldemort is on his way here right now. I'm Tom Marvalo Riddle. We're not the same. Voldemort took over me and ate away at the real me. You have to know what going to happen if you don't listen." said Tom desperatly. James looked a little supicious but went to get Lily anyways. She walked up to door and gasped. There standing there was her father. The one that had left her and her mother and sister so many years ago. The one that had killed so many innocent lives and tortued people. All of tha pain that he had caused. That was not the kind sweet father that she used to remember. Instead he had been morphed into something simialar to a snake. But here in front of here he stood. Looking normal!
"Dad, but how. why? I don't understand."
"He's here saying that he's not bad anymore and that he and Voldemort are different people. That he had been taken over and now he's here to warn us about something." James said with a smirk on his face. He looked exactly like Harry.
"No really, I'm here toi appolagoze. This isn't easy for me. But I'm really sorry for what I've done. I've cause everyone pain and it's shameful to admit it. But you see in the past I was still evil. Until I came upon Harry Potter one too many times. He knocked some sense into my head and told me to come her to save you. I'm not that good with words, but he wrote you a letter trying to get you to believe me and what I say. I've even brought a picture of him." Tom said. Lily took the letter and James took the picture.
"Hey he looks just like me!" he exclaimed. But then he stopped paying attention to the photo for Lily was crying. He grabbed, well not grabbedn but took the letter from her and read it over. Tears too came to his eyes. Even though he didn't want to admit it. Riddle was telling the truth.
"Daddy I'm so sorry, I had no idea. How can you ever forgive me for the say I've acted. You even came back in time to save us even though we were so mean." Lily sobbed
"Uh yeah sorry for all that rudeness at the beginning. I had no idea." James mumbled very embarrased at being proven wrong.
"Good, finally you believe me but we can't stay here. Death Eaters are hiding in the bushes waiting for my signal to attack. If I remember properly I should signal in twenty minutes. They won't harm you unless I signal. So we must leave unseen. I say that you guys leave and I'll get rid of the evil Voldemort. Then all of the Death Eaters will be normal once more. for I once said to them that if I ever die then they are free of my services. Most of them should flee. You guys should go to Hogwarts. Tell Albus what's happening and get some mistry gaurds over here. Then if everything goes as planned you should not dies and then harry will grow up with a family. That is what you want isn't it?"
"Yes that's what we want. And we don't want tot dies either so this is for the best. I'll go get Harry." said Lily.
"Uh yeah lets fo, come in Tom don't stand out in the cold." said James with a warn smile. So this was what family felt like. Tom hadn't had that feeling for so many years. It almost made him cry. But he wouldn't do that. Not in front of James anyways. He'd make fun of him and that was the last thing that he needed at the moment.
So what do you guys think??? Should I continue or not. I like it but that's just my opinion. I would have added more to this chapter but I have to go to bed. Kwanis Festival in the morning and I want to win. I'm so damn nervous! Ahhhhhhh typing this helped me a lot though. Hopw you liked it I spent a lot of time on it. Well not a lot maybe about a hour but I type very quickly so.
Disclaimer- I own nothing except the plot which I thunk of all by myself thank you very much.
Hello peoples!!!!! This is yet another series that I'm beginning to write. I just odn't have enought time for all of these stories that I keep writing!! I'm not doing my homework that much and since I'm such a good student or well I used to be I don't get into much trouble. Well not any at all because my teacher is a major puchover if you know what I mean. Well I'll get on with this story. It came to me when I was practising my piano this morning! How interesting, eh. Oh well here it is. Ta Da!
Harry Potter sat in a dungeon. He had unfortunatly been captured by Lord Voldemort. What was his life coming to? Well probably not much after a while. He's in a jail, with a whole bunch of killer loving people. What do you expect??? So anyways there he sat, in total silence except for the dripping of water coming from what Harry figured was a hole in the ceiling. For it was very cold, but then again. It was a DUNGEON. And he was locked in it. Talk about good luck. Harry had been mowing the lawn of Privet Drive when a Death Eater had popped out of no where and now here he was. Hungry, cold, and lonely. Not to mention scared! What Voldemort had in store for him he had no idea of. But he knew that he wasn't oging to let him win. In any case. Well unless he got killed, but that wasn't helping his situation. He was so bored, he decided to take a little nap. But that thought was shattered when a increadibly ugly Death Eater came up to his cell and unlocked it. But this was not to let Harry free. This was it, the time when Harry would face the Dark Lord yet again. In fact he was getting quite used to it. I mean he did this about what, once, twice a year?? It was like an annerversary of when they met! How..........perplexing. Well here goes. Harry stood up and silently followed the Eater of Death! (ahahah sorry I got carried away. Major suger rush!) Well he didn't really follow. Dragged behind was the term. Harry had never seen a more complicated maze. This was even more difficult then the maze in his fourth year. Now he was fifteen, and damn proud of it!!!
"You will go in and see the Dark Lord, Potter boy! Then if you survive I am to tortue you. Does that sound like a good plan, Potter?" asked the man.
"No, actually it doesn't and if you don't mind you could not touch me again. You see I just had a shower yesterday and now I'm going to have to have another. And that would waste your drinking water wouldn't it?" Harry said in mock saddness.
"Get in there you stupid boy!" said the Death Eater shoving him in the room. There was nothing in the strange room except for a throne. Of course none other than Tom Marvalo Riddle or Lord Voldemort was sitting on it. And boy did he smell!
"Ah, Harry Potter we meet yet again. How many times is this now? Five, six? Tell me, why haven't you died yet. You tell me that, and then I''ll tell you a little secret of my own." he smiled evily.
"Umm, why should I know why I haven't died yet! Am I god? No I don't think so, Mr. I think that I'm so evil." said Harry sarcasticly. Maybe he had gone a bit to far with this one. Voldy seemed mad.
"Don't you talk to me like that boy. I deserve respect. Anyways I shall tell you my little secret anyways. Even Dumbledore doesn't know this. You see Harry , did you ever wonder why you never met your grandparents if they didn't die? Well you see your grandma on your mothers side is dead. Yes that's very true. But you see your grandfather is not dead. That just happens to be me. I was young and thoughtless and stupid. but not anymore. I got rid of everyone in that family. Except for you. You see I just can't seem to get rid of you Potter."
"Oh so your my grandfather. I was wondering when I'd meet him. I guess I already did. But you wanna know something that Dumbledore told me. He told me that you used to "value" family. You were really nice to everyone in your so called "family". That is until your parents were murdered. Then you couldn't take the pain and you turned evil. You just wanted a family to love you. But that had been taken away hadn't it. So instead of trying to cope you just gave up. You couldn't stand the pain. But guess what. If you hated the pain the soooo mcuh. Then why did you cause so much of it. Do you know how much pain you've cause me? You've tortured me, and killed people I love. You've taunted me all of my life, and made my life crap! You got pain, deal with it! I did so you can too. And if you were looking for a family, why didn't you go to my parents. If you appoligized then they would have accepted you. You would have had a family again. And then you wouldn't be evil. Then people would respect you, and maybe even like you. Then you would be happy. And wouldn't feel so much pain anymore. But no, take the easy way out and go evil. Kill everyone that reminded you of your pain. And kill anyone hat gets in your way just because you feel like it. Well I hate to break it to you, that's not how life works. So do you understand now? That if you hadn't become evil, and had just tried to cope with your pain then I would have a family. And you would be part of it. People in the world would be happy and everything would be right again. What was so hard about that. Why couldn't that be true. You wanna know why? Because you were stupid. And to weak to handel your life properly. So you gathered up a whole bunch of idiots just like you and went around killing people/ What kind of a life is that? Tell me that if you can?" said Harry. His eyes were blazing now. He was really angry. Thinking of what could have been, but what's not. He patiently waited for Riddle to answer. He decided that he wasn't going to call him voldemort anymore. He wasn't a Lord and he wasn't Voldemort. He was Tom Marvalo Riddle weather he like it or not! But he stopped his thinking when Tom opened his mouth to answer. Harry could see the pain in his face. He had obiously hit a soft spot.
"Boy, who dare you talk to me about my family!" he screeched. He was getting close to tears and Harry found that rather ammusing. "Don't you stand there and tell me what I did wrong in my life. What I have is a good life! I have power, and money! I am looked up to from everyone in the world. I'm famous! What more could you ask for?"
"Maybe a family." said harry quietly. Now he just plain felt sorry for him. He was so weak, and he knew it too. But he was trying to act like a tough guy. Bottle up all of his emotions, trying to prove that he was better than everybody else.
"Come on Riddle, jus think about what could have been. You could have been a happy man, with a family. People who love you and respect you for who you are. You would be good and woudn't cause other people pain. Just think about it and then tell me what you think. About what you've done to the world. How you've made it a horrible place to live in." Harry said solomely. He had done it. He had gotten through to Riddle. It was a mirical! He had actually said something that Tom had understood. And he seemed less evil right now. With the look on his face. Actually he reminded Harry of a lost little boy in the super market. But then, unexpectedly Tom broke into tears. Harry was shocked. This was never what he had expected! anything but this. Threats yes, glares yes but this!
"Potter, why did you have to remind me of all of that family stuff? I had just forgotten it! I loved my family, but they obivously didn't love me. They left me, and forgot about me as well. And I was angry, so I killed them. All. Everyone except you, who had the courage to stand up to me. I can't change what I've done. I've been horrible to the world, and no one would ever forgive me now. No matter what I did. And besides, how am I supposed to bring your parents back? I killed them. Their gone. Poof, never coming back! I made myself someone else so that I could forget all of my pain. I destroyed Tom Marvalo Riddle and created the monster Voldermort. And I called myself a Lord! When I was Voldemort I couldn't act like Tom anymore. I had made myself evil and there was nothing that I could do about it. The Tom that was left inside was being eated up by evil. And I couldn't escape either. But finally you have brought out the little of Tom that was left in me. I have no way to thank you. Anything that you want. I'll give it you. Anything. Just name it." he said through tears. Sobs racked his body and he was on the floor, crumpled in a heap. Harry felt sorry for him. But had never heard sincerer words. Finally Harry belived him. He had defeated the evil Lord Voldemort and brought out the good Tom inside. Now maybe life would be good again. But life would be better if he had his parents to share it with.
"Tom." he said reffering to him by his realy name. "I want my parents back. I want you to go back in time to the night that you killed them. Except don't kill them. I want you to appoligize for everything that you did. All the pain that you caused and then you'll have a family again. And so will I. Then you can have a grandson that will talk to you and love you. You won't have so much pain and you'll enjoy life again. Do that for me Tom." said Harry.
"I'll do that for you Harry. I'll go back in time and appolagize but I doubt that they'll believe me. They'll think that it's a trick and that I want something." he said sadly.
"Your right. Just give them something of mine to prove that your telling the truth. Tell them what you were going to do to them and say what happens to me in the future. give them hmmm. Give them my picture and a note from me. Then they'll believe you."
"Okay I'll try, here's a piece or paper. You can write the note on it. Just let me ring for Lucius, he'll bring me a picture of you. You see I have some from when I was tracking you down." he handed Harry a piece of parchment, and a quill that was shaped like a bolt of lightning. And Harry got to work writing the note to his parents. Putting all of his emotions into it. Saying how much he missed them and what it was like to be alond. The awful fate that awaited Sirius, so that they must believe Tom. For he was telling the truth. He re-read what he had wrote. And it looked as the following:
Dear Mom and Dad,
It's me Harry, and you may be thinking, "How can this be harry he's just a little baby." but guess what. I'm not a baby anymore. I'm fifteen, and all alone in the world. When Tom came to your house tonight in the past he killed you. With only me surviving. I grew up with the Dursleys being starved and beaten. Sirius was accused on murdering you and was sent to Azkaban. He escaped but he's on the run. You may not believe Tom but it's very important that you do! But this time he's come back in time, and is going to appolagize. I finally got through to him. This way the past will be changed and you guys won't die. I'll still live and we can grow up as a family. That's all I've ever wanted from life. You don't realize how much your parents mean to you until you don't have them anymore. My friends just don't seem to understand. I'm hoping that you'll believe him, and listen to what he has to say. If you don't you'll be killed all over again. Please listen. It means everything to me.
Harry James Potter
P.S. Maybe this picture of me will prove that this is real.
And with that Harry rolled up the parchment and gave it to Tom. Who now had a picture of Harry with him. And it wsa a rather good one, if Harry had to say. But he didn't have time. Tom had to go back in time to save his parents. So he could grow up with a happy life and with people who love him. He hoped with all of his heart that his parents would believe his letter and Tom. If not it wsa back to the Dursley life doing chores. Harry watched as Tom put the time turner around his neck and turned it over. He disappeared and Harry waited silently. Until Lucius Malfoy came and ushered him to a fancy bedroom. That he guess was where he would be staying. Ther was food and everything! Maybe even if his parents didn't agree. Having a grandfather wouldn't be that bad after all. And anyways then Sirius could be freed. Life was just getting better and better by the moment. But he feel asleep as he dreamed of what Tom was doing now. And how his parents were reacting.
Tom Riddle swayed as he landed on his feet in front of a beautiful little house in Godrics Hallow. He had to act fast. He could see some of his Death Eaters arriving and hiding in the bushes. He could see the Potter's throught their kitchen window. Not aware of what was about to happen. But no that wasn't going to happen. He was going to change all of that. No more of this killing stuff. He was good now. What Harry had said had really made sense to him. It broke throught the shell of Lord Voldemort and touched Tom. Better yet he was back to looking like he used to. Black hair and turqoise eyes. Fairly good looking. No more of this snake look. He was Tom Marvalo Riddle once more. And it was going to stay that way. Hesitantly he made his way up to the door. He knocked, once and then twice. Hoping that they would answer. They did. James answered the door and immideatly got out his wand. Ready for battle.
"Wait! James please you have to listen to me. You may think that this is Lord Voldemort but it's not. Lord Voldemort is on his way here right now. I'm Tom Marvalo Riddle. We're not the same. Voldemort took over me and ate away at the real me. You have to know what going to happen if you don't listen." said Tom desperatly. James looked a little supicious but went to get Lily anyways. She walked up to door and gasped. There standing there was her father. The one that had left her and her mother and sister so many years ago. The one that had killed so many innocent lives and tortued people. All of tha pain that he had caused. That was not the kind sweet father that she used to remember. Instead he had been morphed into something simialar to a snake. But here in front of here he stood. Looking normal!
"Dad, but how. why? I don't understand."
"He's here saying that he's not bad anymore and that he and Voldemort are different people. That he had been taken over and now he's here to warn us about something." James said with a smirk on his face. He looked exactly like Harry.
"No really, I'm here toi appolagoze. This isn't easy for me. But I'm really sorry for what I've done. I've cause everyone pain and it's shameful to admit it. But you see in the past I was still evil. Until I came upon Harry Potter one too many times. He knocked some sense into my head and told me to come her to save you. I'm not that good with words, but he wrote you a letter trying to get you to believe me and what I say. I've even brought a picture of him." Tom said. Lily took the letter and James took the picture.
"Hey he looks just like me!" he exclaimed. But then he stopped paying attention to the photo for Lily was crying. He grabbed, well not grabbedn but took the letter from her and read it over. Tears too came to his eyes. Even though he didn't want to admit it. Riddle was telling the truth.
"Daddy I'm so sorry, I had no idea. How can you ever forgive me for the say I've acted. You even came back in time to save us even though we were so mean." Lily sobbed
"Uh yeah sorry for all that rudeness at the beginning. I had no idea." James mumbled very embarrased at being proven wrong.
"Good, finally you believe me but we can't stay here. Death Eaters are hiding in the bushes waiting for my signal to attack. If I remember properly I should signal in twenty minutes. They won't harm you unless I signal. So we must leave unseen. I say that you guys leave and I'll get rid of the evil Voldemort. Then all of the Death Eaters will be normal once more. for I once said to them that if I ever die then they are free of my services. Most of them should flee. You guys should go to Hogwarts. Tell Albus what's happening and get some mistry gaurds over here. Then if everything goes as planned you should not dies and then harry will grow up with a family. That is what you want isn't it?"
"Yes that's what we want. And we don't want tot dies either so this is for the best. I'll go get Harry." said Lily.
"Uh yeah lets fo, come in Tom don't stand out in the cold." said James with a warn smile. So this was what family felt like. Tom hadn't had that feeling for so many years. It almost made him cry. But he wouldn't do that. Not in front of James anyways. He'd make fun of him and that was the last thing that he needed at the moment.
So what do you guys think??? Should I continue or not. I like it but that's just my opinion. I would have added more to this chapter but I have to go to bed. Kwanis Festival in the morning and I want to win. I'm so damn nervous! Ahhhhhhh typing this helped me a lot though. Hopw you liked it I spent a lot of time on it. Well not a lot maybe about a hour but I type very quickly so.
Disclaimer- I own nothing except the plot which I thunk of all by myself thank you very much.