A/N: Hello my fellow readers. This is the famous author. This is my very first fic to be publish back in 2003. After the years I began re-reading it and now i'm re-posting it . So enjoy.
Disclaimer: This story is based off of the movie "Back to the Future" and Harry Potter belongs to JKR
-Harry Potter in Backk to the Future-
Chapter I: Shocking Surprises
Harry didn't like going to the Dursley's house every summer but he was always happy when he leaves to spend the rest of the holiday with his two best friends Ron and Hermione at the Burrow. The summer holiday was about over and on the morning of August 31st they all got ready to go to Diagon Alley.
"Kids I want you to eat something before you leave to get your school supplies," said Mrs. Weasley. She sat a big plate of pancakes on the table.
"Well I don't have to argue with that," said Ron and he began to pour hot syrup on his cakes.
Harry and Hermione sat down and began to eat.
"Oh Mrs. Weasley, thank you again for taking me to London earlier today," said Hermione.
"You are welcome just keep your hairpins away from Fred and George," said Mrs. Weasley.
Ron took a big helping of pancake and swallowed in down with two bites. He whipped his face and then looked at his mom.
"So Mum . . . I have an idea. How about that year you let us go to Diagon Alley by our selves," suggested Ron.
"I don't think so Ronald. Besides Ginny also needs to get some supplies," said Mrs. Weasley.
"You can take her later," said Ron. "Come on Mum, let us go alone."
"What if something goes wrong and you need my help," cried Mrs. Weasley.
"Mum I'm 15 years old. I'm old enough to take care of myself," protested Ron.
"Very well but I want to met you all in the Leaky Caudlron," said Mrs. Weasley.
"Thanks Mum," said Ron. He got up and kissed her cheek.
"Go now before I change my mind," she said.
As soon as they finished their breakfast, they went over to the fireplace.
"I hate traveling by floo powder," complained Hermione. "I can never seem to land right."
"You're not the only one," said Harry.
As Ron was reaching into the floo powder, he felt something strange. He pulled it out and presented an old, empty, broken time turner.
"So this is what happened to Dad's old time turner. He broke it and then he buried it in here," said Ron.
He placed the time turner on the floor and then grabbed a handful of floo powder.
"Diagon Alley," he shouted and walked into the flames.
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On the other side he landed into a small second hand supply store. He quickly got up and waited for Hermione and Harry. A few seconds later Hermione came falling in.
"Are you alright?" asked Ron as he helped her up.
"I guess so," she answered and then she brushed off the soot that was on her.
Soon Harry came tumbling in.
"I will never get use to that," he said and he stood up. When he finished brushing himself off he looked around the room. "Are we in the right place?"
"Yep. This is one of the stores that Mum always shop in," said Ron.
They went over to the door and went onto the street. The streets were filled with a lot of wizards, but mostly Hogwarts students.
"Where should we go first?" asked Ron
"Well I'm in dire need to exchange my muggle money, so I say Gringotts," said Hermione.
"That's great. I do need go get some more money," replied Harry.
"Okay then lets gets going."
So they headed off to the snowy white building. Inside were crowed with wizards and goblins. They waited in a line for about 20 minutes for a teller to be open.
"Next please," said the teller
Hermione stepped up to the counter and gave it her muggle money.
"I would like these to be exchanged to wizard currency," Hermione told the teller.
The goblin waved his hands over the money and presented to her the money she requested. At the next counter Harry was asking for a withdrawal but when the goblin asked for his key Harry couldn't seem to find it.
"Is there a problem Mr. Potter?" asked the teller.
"Well yes there is. I can't seem to find my key," he answered.
He took a step away from the teller and began looking franticly through his pockets until all the pockets were turned inside out.
"I can't believe I don't have my key with me," he said.
"Don't have yer key?" asked the teller. "Next please."
An older wizard pushed Harry away and went to the teller.
Harry went over to where Ron and Hermione were waiting.
"What happened?"
"I don't know. But I swear that I brought my key with me," said Harry.
"Maybe it's at the Borrow," suggest Hermione.
"You're probably right. At least I have enough money to buy my supplies," he said and they headed out.
Ron and Hermione needed to be fitted into new robes so they went to was Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions while Harry went to Flourish and Blotts. Inside the bookstore was like a mad house. It seemed that all of Hogwarts decided to buy their books at the last minute. Harry tried squeezing through all the students to get to his books but he kept getting tossed away.
"Hey Potter over here," said a guy's voice.
With everyone around him Harry didn't recognized the voice but still turned around to see who was call him. No one look familiar to him.
"Harry where are you," came another voice.
"I'm over here."
Harry turned around again and this time he saw Hermione and Ron.
"You can't believe how good it is to see you," said Harry.
They hurried and they grabbed their books. Waiting in the long line wasn't as bad as waiting in line at the bank. But when Harry got up to the cashier he found himself again looking franticly in his pockets.
"My money it's gone! It was in my pocket a minute ago," he cried.
He began to crawl on the floor but it was hopeless; there were too many people.
"Hey, here mate," said a young guy with black hair.
Harry got up and the guy gave him enough money to pay for the books.
"Thanks, thanks a lot," said Harry.
"What are friends for," answered the guy. "See you on the train Potter." And he walks off.
"Who was that?" asked Hermione.
"I don't know but he does look familiar, but he hasn't been in any of my classes," said Harry.
When they finished with their shopping they headed to the Leaky Cauldron. They stayed there for about 25 minutes waiting for Ginny and Mrs. Weasley.
"What is taking them so long? They should have been here by now," said Ron.
They waited for about 15 more minutes and then decided to go back to the Burrow. But before they left Ron gave Tom the bartender a note to tell his mom and sister that they left.
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"I'm home," called Ron.
There was no answer. They brushed off the soot and began to look around but no one seemed to be home.
"This is weird," said Ron. "Dad should be home by now."
"Why is the wall a different color?" asked Hermione. "Wasn't it a light pink?"
"Mum was going to re-paint the walls but I thought she had chosen blue and not yellow," answered Ron. "Women, you guys just can't make up your minds."
"Hey, Ron can you come over here," cried Harry.
Harry was in the living room over by a table. Ron and Hermione went over to him and he was holding up a picture.
"I don't remember seeing this picture before," he said.
"Oh that's my dad's old family photo," said Ron. "Dad showed me this picture like last week when he was cleaning the attic. He told me that this was the last time they were all together."
"When was the last time that they were all together?" asked Hermione.
"I believe he told me it was 20 years ago."
"Well this photo looks like that it was just taken," said Harry.
"Well that is just simply impossible," said Ron." But now that you have mentioned it, it does look newer than when I last saw it. He must have a charm on it."
"Who's all in there?" asked Hermione.
"Well, the three older ones are my Aunt Abby, Uncle Robby and Uncle Jamie, they're triplets. And here's Grandpa and Grandma Weasley. The girl next to grandma is Aunt Mandy and here's my Uncle Joey, and lastly my dad."
"You know that you look a lot like him," said Hermione
"Yes I know. Mum keeps telling me that. She told me if I went back in time and met him then it would be like looking in a mirror," said Ron.
Ron sat the photo down and they began to look around some more. In the kitchen Harry was looking at the dishes washing themselves. He always loved going to the Burrow and seeing how they lived by magic. By the clean dishes Harry noticed a copy of the Daily Prophet. He picked it up and his eyes went wide. The headlines read: You-Know-Who Struck Again!
Harry then looked at the date and he began to feel a little confused. On the top the date was August 31st but the year was completely different. Instead of it being 1996 it was 1976. He now was getting worried and scared and went off to find Ron and Hermione.
"Ron, Hermione you got to see this," said Harry as he gave the paper to Ron.
"So it's an old article from 1976," said Ron.
"Then how come it looks like today's issue?" asked Harry.
"Maybe they put a protection spell on it or an anti-aging charm," said Hermione.
"Yeah but who would want to keep something like this? I can understand the picture put why an article on Voldemort," said Harry.
"First, don't say his name and second my parents wouldn't. They have no articles on You-Know-Who," said Ron.
"Then how did a copy of the Daily Prophet from 1976 get in your house?" asked Harry.
"Well . . . hey wait a minute I know where you're going. You think that we went back in time to 1976," said Ron. "Harry that is impossible no witch or wizard has ever traveled back in time. And besides how did we manage without our knowing?"
"I don't know but what do you call the incident in our third year when we went back in time to save Sirius and Buckbeak," said Harry.
"The time turner can only take someone back by hours. There is no spell that can take someone back by years let alone 20," explain Hermione.
"Okay then where is everyone?" asked Harry. "How come your mum and Ginny didn't meet us in the Leaky Cauldron?"
"Well they could have forgotten about us or they lost the time, and the Ministry must have needed Dad for him to stay overtime," said Ron. "If it makes you feel any better why don't we go to the Clock and see where everyone is."
He walks over to the Clock, which can tell where any of the Weasley's are, but when he got to the spot where the clock was, the clock was gone.
"Mum must have moved it when painted the walls. Oh well. Let's go to my room and play some chess."
He started to walk up the stairs but stopped when Harry and Hermione didn't follow.
"Doesn't this seem strange to you?" asked Harry.
"No. Weird stuff happens all the time in the wizarding world," said Ron and continued walking up stairs.
When Ron reached his room, he noticed that the door was closed and when he went to open it was lock.
"Why is this lock?" he asked as he was wiggled the handle. "I never lock my door." He starts to wiggle the handle again. "Oh I don't have time for this." So he reached in his robes to grab out his wand but he was stopped by Hermione's high-pitched voice.
"You know the rules. No magic over the holidays," said Hermione.
"Read my lips. I don't care," said Ron.
As he was reaching for his wand, he was shocked to find out that it wasn't there.
"My wand, it's gone!" he cried.
Harry and Hermione checked for theirs and they were missing it as well.
"This day possibly can't get any worse. First Harry lost his money and his key and now we all lost our wands," cried Hermione."
"This is going to be a long day. Our wands can be anywhere. We better start looking for them," said Harry.
"But first I want to put my robes in my room," said Ron.
He then goes over to Hermione and pulled out a bobby pin from her hair. He went over to the door and began to pick the lock. When the door opened Ron quickly, not noticing anything went to the bed and sat his robes on it. As for Harry and Hermione, they just stood by the door in shock.
"What's the matter with you two? I know that my room is messy but it's not that bad," said Ron.
"Uh Ron look at your room. What do you don't see?" asked Harry.
Ron turned around and noticed the room for the first time. The room was neat; not a single piece of trash was on the floor and the Chudley Canons posters and bedspread were missing.
"M-my things . . . where are my things?" yelled Ron. "This must be one of Fred and George's tricks and it's not funny."
"I don't get it. Why would they do this?" ask Hermione.
"It's Fred and George. That should explain it all," said Ron.
Just then they heard a voice from behind.
"What are you doing in my room?"
"Your room? This is m-my…"
When Ron saw whom he was talking to he was speechless yet again. The guy that was standing by the door looked exactly like him.
"Who are you?" asked Harry.
"My name is Arthur, Arthur Weasley and I demand to know why you're in my house," he said.
