Disclaimer-This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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With a grin a happy, energetic Harry Potter, fresh out of Hogwarts, flipped a sickle over at the driver of the Knight Bus, and levitated his trunk off the bus onto the street. Humming as he took up a brisk stroll through the Leaky Cauldron and into Diagon Alley, occasionally giving a wave or a nod to the people who he knew. Harry held his head high as only a man with a purpose would, and with one final beaming smile at all of Diagon, Potter disappeared into the darkened shadows of Knockturn Alley. That was the last time that Harry Potter was seen for quite some time.
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Earlier that week…
"Ah, Mr. Potter. Please seat yourself down. Lemon drop? No. Oh well. I am sure you are wondering why I am calling you here; after all you graduated last month. But Harry you must understand that this isn't about Hogwarts, no no this is about Voldemort."
"What do you mean sir?" Harry looked skeptical, but was relived that there wasn't some mistake about him graduating.
"Well, as you know Harry, Voldemort is still at large and gaining power," Harry nodded here giving Professor Dumbledore the cue to go on, "but we also don't know where he is at the moment. Your last duel with Voldemort took some of his powers, and as you know transferred them into your body. We talked about the changes that would be taking place when you were in the Hospital Wing after the duel, no?" Harry nodded knowing very well what that some of the changes in his powers were already taking place, "Unfortunately we have no idea where he went. We have been left with this clue though," Albus rustled through a few stacks of parchment and pulled out one with silvery green writing in a slanted script.
Harry took the creased parchment from Dumbledore and read it with his brow furrowed in concentration.
The Place that I residE,
Is nOt somewhere That I hide;
It is soMewhere thaT I have been before,
That has peoPle your deAr friend Potter only dReams of;
The only clue to whEre I am,
Is in a man'S head now dead;
The man's name is in the epistle,
Look hard and find it Just inside!
"What do you think of it Professor?" Harry handed the parchment back to Dumbledore, studying the older man's features looking for the slightest hint in what Albus might be thinking.
"We do know the name of the name of the man, and that only you can retrieve it," Albus paused to give the parchment back to Harry, "You and I both know that Voldemort wouldn't give a clue unless it helped him in some way. In this case he is trying to get rid of his problem before it ever started."
" I am sorry sir, I don't think I follow you."
"Harry look at letter again. See all the letters that are capital when they should be lowercased? Those spell out the man's name: James Potter. It says once 'The only clue to where I am, Is in a man's head now dead;' Voldemort wants you to travel into the past to get the clue, but in the process he hopes that you will some how try to change your parents murders. This way he would stay in power, and your parents would eventually die another way. This way you are never a problem for him."
"So I just don't go to the past right, I mean there really isn't a way to get there. I thought that you could only go back in time a couple of hours at a time," Harry really didn't see the problem.
"Not exactly Harry. Wherever Voldemort is he is gaining power, we know that much. We also know from our spies that the only way to get the information out of James' head is to use you," the Professor paused to let the information sink in, "so I have had several items created to aid you in your journey."
"Sir, what if I don't trust myself to go?" Harry didn't think that it was like Dumbledore to just tell him he had to do something.
"That is what I was getting at. I have several ah… 'safety precautions' so that your journey goes as planed. One is what I believe muggles call a er… mobile. Yes, except you can only call someone with the matching phone, and you can call through time. You will also have an auror with you who will be patrolling around to see if anything is going on, and will check on you every so often."
"Okay, but who will be that person?"
"Why only the best auror that we have, Draco Malfoy."
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A/N- Wow!! I didn't plan on making a new story, but it just came to me!! Please review!! I really LOVE reviews, even if it sucked tell me what think! Also tell me if you think I should go on. I really want to know, because if no one tells me I should I may not.