Title: What the hell?
Author: FearsomeFaerie
Warnings: This fic contains SLASH…it's also a bit OCC…XD
Pairing: DM/HP
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this fic, they all belong to J.K. Rowling ;;…I own nothing.
Chapter 1: In which something happens...
Harry sighed and stretched, leaning back in his chair. He then straightened and looked around the now empty library.
'What time is it?' Harry thought sleepily to himself as he checked his wristwatch.
1:30 AM
Harry groaned. 'Great, just great.'
He hadn't realized how much time had passed, for he had been so engrossed in the book that was lying open in front of him.
A grin and a blush spread across his face as Harry recalled a particularly raunchy part of the book, the one involving whipping cream and a leather collar.
Harry shut the book, stood up, picked up the book and walked over to the appropriate shelf to replace it. As he slid the book into its rightful place there was a large crash. Harry spun around just in time to see a rather large and thick book, which had been previously chained to the wall and shelf, flying towards him.
Harry, using his super seeker skills, ducked.
The book flew over his head and into the bookshelf. Harry straightened and grinned, quite proud of his feat.
"Ha!" he laughed aloud.
He didn't notice the book rising again until he felt a sharp pain on the back of his skull.
As Harry mind rushed into darkness and his body to the floor, he heard a voice say:
"Don't screw up this second chance. You'll know what to do."
When Harry woke up, he was not in the library, or in the hospital wing. In fact he wasn't anywhere in Hogwarts.
He was on the train.
'How the bloody hell did I get on the bloody train?' Harry thought.
He quickly looked around and caught sight of himself in the reflection of the window.
"Oh, no…" Harry groaned.
Looking back at him was the face of his eleven-year-old self.
As Harry reached up to take off his taped glasses, the compartment door slid open to reveal none other the Ronald Weasely.
"May I sit here? All the others are full…" Ron asked.
Harry felt a large dose of deja-vu coming on.
"Um, sure…" Harry replied.
Ron smiled and sat across from Harry.
Then for the next ten minutes Harry watched as Ron kept on glancing at him quickly then looking away. Harry had never noticed how annoying it was, and when Ron asked if he was Harry Potter, he just nodded.
Some time passed before the door slid open again, revealing Hermione Granger.
"Have you seen a toad? Neville has lost his." She asked haughtily.
Harry stared at her for a second, the wheels in his head turning.
"Yes, it was in the bathroom." he lied smoothly, he had decided that he didn't particularly like Hermione.
Hermione smiled, nodded and left for the rest of this fic.
Ron had decided that he fancied Hermione and followed her.
Harry felt quite proud of himself for getting rid of the two.
A/N: Um…hi? Yes…more will be up soon ;