Harry Potter Alternate Fanfic: Racing Against the Clock

Chapter 1: A Twist

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This story is an alternate world that talks about what would have happened if Voldemort horcruxes had all been destroyed in the fifth book.

This was it. Voldemort was cornered by Aurors and Dumbledore. Now all Harry needed to do was complete the prophesy and kill Voldemort himself. Harry was already furious at having witnessed Bellatrix Lestrange murder Harry's closest thing to a parent he'd ever had: Sirius Black, Harry's godfather. Now he was going to avenge Sirius with a victory to end years of suffering.

Harry sprinted through the Department of Mysteries after Voldemort who had been disarmed by Dumbledore. However, Dumbledore had been weakened by the Cruciatis Curse and consequentially been incapacitated. Down the Hall of Prophesies, through the Brain Room they ran until Voldemort suddenly halted in the Room of Time.

'Give up Voldemort! You're wandless, surrounded by Death Eaters and all of your Horcruxes have been destroyed! Nothing can save you now Voldemort! Love and Friendship triumph!'

'Fool. You think you have me beaten? That I'll just succumb to you? I have been through countless scenarios of this Potter. There is no chance that you will ever win, because I'll just keep coming back and finding you!'

'What are you talking about? Has tearing you soul rendered you insane?,' yelled Harry, feeling guilty at finding Voldemort rambling somewhat humorous at a time like this.

Voldemort reached into his coat pocket and took out what looked like an old Fob Watch.

'It was in this very room, thirty years ago, that you and I were in exactly the same position we are in now. Backed into a corner, I quickly picked up one of these watches, and "POOF!" I was saved once more! So until next time Potter! I'll find you in due time!'

And before Harry could do or say anything, Voldemort spun the dial on the watch he was holding and vanished, while cackling his sinister high-pitched laugh. And all that was left behind was Harry, and a cocktail of frustration mixed with confusion that left a bad taste in Harry's gaping mouth.

Due to the shortness of this chapter, this is more of a prelude than anything else. Hope this sparked an interest in some readers to read the next instalment. Please review and give thoughts as this is my first fanfiction.

Next Chapter: A New Threat coming soon!