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Chapter 1

Harry woke up and gave a small moan as he slowly eased himself up into a sitting position in the middle of the alley.

Looking around he didn't know where he was. It looked like he was in the middle of an alley in the middle of nowhere.

Moaning slightly because of the pain he was in Harry tried to move his limbs a bit so that he could at least look around a bit better.

This however proved to be a big mistake for as soon as he tried to move his stomach started to revolt and was about to empty itself.

Looking around again Harrys eyes widened slightly as realisation hit him. He wasn't at the Durselys anymore. „Shit!" He mumbled. Dumbledore and the Order would kill him. Before leaving Hogwarts after his fifth year Dumbledore had given him strict instructions as to what he was allowed to do during the holidays and leaving Privet Drive was a big DON'T.

At that moment a small crack behind him alerted him to the presence of another person.

Turning his head around carefully to see who was there his eyes widened slightly. The person standing behind him looked familiar. He had jet black hair that stood in all directions and blue eyes.

Looking up at the man who had his wand trained at him Harry couldn't do anything as a stunning spell hit him squarely into his chest.

When Harry woke up again he was securely tucked into a bed that was standing in the middle of a small room. Next to the bed was a plain wooden chair on which fresh clothes were lying.

Looking around and not seeing anyone Harry shrugged and decided to get up.

After looking aroudn the room once more Harry put on the clothes that were lying on the chair.

Now dressed in a pair of black trousers that had bags on either side of his thighs and looked pretty much like they were suited for combat, a black sleeveless shirt that did nothing to hide how thin and scrawny he was and a pure black robe that although it fit him didn't help either at concealing his undernourished state.

As soon as he was dressed a door appeared in one of the walls and a tall wizard with dark blond hair entered his room.

„Good Morning sir, my name is Michael. I am sure that you must be confused but please hear me out. Have you ever heard of time travelling?" Nodding Harry looked at Michael. „Yeah, why?" „You see it is possible for people to get send to the past by the use of time-turners. This way of doing it is the controlled way and normal way. However there have been recordings from time to time when someone was send back in time unintentionally. In most cases these persons are send back not hours but years. We still don't know why this is so but we have been working on finding those time travellers and bringing them here. You might wonder why I am telling you this. The reason is quite simple. A day ago our scanner picked up another timetraveller. You." „What! I ... I...How?" „Don't worry it is not as bad as it sounds. Now could you tell me what happened before you arrived here?" Nodding Harry let himself fall into the chair and began to talk.

„Well I think the day started out as normal...

FLASHBACK

„Get up! Up you lazy Freak!" His aunts shrill words penetrated through his door. Sighing Harry got up and quickly dressed into his too large hand-me-down clothes before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for his relatives.

It seemed as if the Orders warnings hadn't helped him a bit, the only difference was that the Durselys now watched him even more carefully whenever he was around and set him to do senseless chores to keep him off of them.

After serving his relatives their breakfast Harry grabbed a piece of bread and headed towards the backyard.

„And where do you think you're going boy." His uncle said without even looking up from the newspaper he was reading. „Out." Was all he said before leaving through the back door.

Onc ein the backyard Harry sat down in the shadow the hedge provided and was lost in his thoughts. A lot had happened during his last school year. Umbridge and the D.A. and then Sirius. If he had known the prophecy Sirius would still be alive.

While thinking about Sirius Harry didn't notice when a tear slowly made his way down his face. „Ah is the poor baby crying." A taunting voice from behind his said. Spinning around Harry came face to face with his cousin. „What?" „Did some freak friend of yours die or is it just because nobody wants to be your friend?" Dudley continued. Glaring at him Harry decided to ignore him. Dudley wasn't worth it.

However hsi cousin wasn't about to leave so quickly.

„Hey freak don't turn you back on me." Ignoring him Harry tried to return to his thoughts when he suddenly felt someone push him to the ground. The next thing he knew was that Dudley was holding him down with his weight and slamming his head into the ground. Wincing in pain Harrys last thought before he disappeared was. ‚I wish I was somewhere else.' and with that everything went black.

END FLASHBACK

„Interesting. Now somehow you travelled back in time." „Ah Michael?" „Yes?" „What year is it? I mean how far have I travelled back?"
„Interesting question, boy. Now let's see we have July 1 1937." Eyes widening a bit Harry couldn't help but faint.

When he came to again Michael was looking at him a bit concerned. „Hey, boy are you alright?" Not answering Harry looked at Michael although he was ost in his thoughts. He had gone over fifty years into the past. Over fifty years? Wait a moment. Riddle, Tom Riddle would be a student at Hogwarts in this time. „Bloody hell." Harry said out loud. He would go to school with Voldemort. „Can't you send me back?" At this Michael looked away slightly. „I'm sorry my boy but the only way to return is to do it the hard way, one day after the other. But don't worry we have developped a device that allows you to skip a few years." „Skip a few years?" At this Michael smiled at him mischievously. „Yes you see this device I have told you about will take you to a time period nearer to your own. The only problem is that it first needs to be fine tuned to you which will take some time." „How long?" „Ah you see well, ..." „Please tell me." „Alright it takes seven years." „Seven? Why so long?" At this Michael shrugged. „I don't really know but that is how long it takes. Now I will give you two options. The first one is that you go to Hogwarts as you are to finish your schooling there and afterwards find a work for the remaining years until the device is tuned to you or you could take this." As soon as he had said it Michael pulled a small vial out of his robes which contained a dark blue potion. „What's this?" „It's a special potion developped by the DoM. Basically it is a de-aging potion combined with something similar to the polyjuice potion. Basically it will turn you into your eleven year old self and change your appearance for the duration of your stay here. Don't worry the appearance altering part of the potion wears off after about eight years. The de-aging part however remains. If you take the potion then you'll be your younger self there's no way to return to your current age other than one year after the other. Now what do you want to do?" Weighing his options carefully Harry finally decided that it wouldn't help if he was too old to fight once he returned to his own time. On the other hand his time in this time period could proof useful for training. Maybe he could even get into the auror training program after Hogwarts. And if the device really took him to a time period nearer to his own then he could use that time to just enjoy himself. He needed more time to train and this was the best time period for it. There was no threat of Voldemort yet and as nobody knew him as the Boy-Who-Lived he didn't have to live up to expectations in this time period.

Looking at Michael determinedly Harry spoke up. „Is it possible to turn into my elven year old self after the device you have told me about has taken me to a time period nearer to my own?" Looking slightly confused Michael spoke up. „Why yes of course, it is. So you want to remain like you are for this time and then change when you are nearer to home, ahey. Here take the potion with you. It is fine tuned to you and will turn you into your eleven year old self once nearer to your home time." Smiling Harry thanked him. „Now onto more pressing matters. Your name? What do you want to be called?" A new name? Why did he need a new name? At that moment he could have slapped himself. Of course it wouldn't do for Harry Potter to run around in this time period. Looking thoughtful for a while Harry finally spoke up. „Well I kind of like the name Kaden." Michael looked at him approvingly. „Alright Kaden, now if you don't mind I'll decide your last name. How about Vans, Kaden Vans, what do you think?" Smiling slightly Harry or rather Kden tried out the name. „Kaden Vans, I like it, thanks Michael." „No problem, kid. Now how old are you and what year are you in?" „I just finished my fifth year at Hogwarts but I don't know what courses I can take my OWLs haven't arrived yet." At this Michael smiled mischievously at him again. „No problem, what do you want to do after Hogwarts?" „Well I kind of wanted to become an auror." Nodding Michael took out his wand and waved it once. Moments later a letter appeared in front of him. Handing it to Kaden he smiled at him. „Come on, open it."

Nodding Kaden opened it.

Dear Mr. Vans,

We are pleased to inform you that you have received eight OWLs. Below is a list of your results.

Astronomy: O

Charms: O

Transfigurations: O

Potions: O

DADA: O

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Divination: E

Herbology: O

History of Magic: E

O 1 OWL

2E 1 OWL

Please note that you must at least enter 3 courses. You are permitted to enter the following courses:

NEWT Level Astronomy

NEWT Level Charms

NEWT Level Transfigurations

NEWT Level Potions

NEWT Level DADA

NEWT Level Care of Magial Creatures

NEWT Level Herbology

NEWT Level History of Magic

NEWT Level Divination

Here he stopped reading.

Looking up at Michael he could only gape. „How? Why?" Shrugging the olde rman answered him. „Ah, nothing to worry about I just thought that you don't want to go through the hell week of OWLs again to retake them. Now which courses will you take?"

Looking back at the letter Kaden smiled. „I'll take everything except for Divination, say who is the History of magic teacher in this time?" „Ah that would be Professor Binns, he's dead boring I tell ya." Nodding Harry looked back at his letter. „Right than I'll take everything but Divination and History of magic." „Good choice kid. Now the ministry will set up a vault for you with 1000 galleons in it. You can use the money it's yours but keep in mind that this is all you get if you need more you'll have to find a job. Alright?" Nodding Kaden smiled at Michael. „Alright that's more than I have expected. Now what should we do about my appearance I don't think that it's wise for me to walk around looking exactly like I do in the future." Nodding Michael pulled out another potion which was a dark green colour. „Right, this here is an appearance altering potion which will last until you drink the potion again. Nobody can look through this potion which is why it is forbidden by the law. Can't have dark wizards walking around looking nothing liek themselves. Knowledge of this potions was slowly lost in the wizarding world only the DoM still knows about it. Just drink it and it will change your appearance so that you don't look like you do now anymore." Nodding Kaden drowned the potion. Soon a tingling sensation went through his body and he felt himself change. When it was done Michael conjured a mirror for him. Looking at his reflection he could only gasp. He was taller now and his once black hair was now blue and. Looking at his forehead he could only gasp. His scar it was gone. Smiling now he inspected himself further. His eyes had changed from emerald green to grey which was more like silver and his facial structures had defined themselves more. All in all he liked his new appearance.

„Now that that is done, welcome to the year 1937 Mr. Vans. I will contact headmaster Dippet this afternoon and we'll have you enrolled in Hogwarts in no time. Now the ministry will pay for a room in the Leaky Cauldron for you until the term starts which is in two months. You can do whatever you want but I would suggest that you read up on recent history a bit so you are a bit better informed and don't slip up. Now we'll introduce you as Kaden Vans to the world a muggle-born moving here after the death of his parents from the states where you attended Salems now the rest stands in this folder you should learn it by hard in case someone asks questions. Don't worry if you make a mistake we at the DoM will make sure to undo it. Now why don't you come with me, I'll accompagny you to the Leaky Cauldron." Nodding Kaden followed Michael out of the small room. Once outside they walked through numerous hallways before they finally reached a fireplace. „Oh by the way, you'll have to get a new wand so I'll take you to Gallahad's first." „Gallahad's?" Kaden asked him confused. „Ah sorry, forgot to tell you. It's actually forbidden to own a secon wand while your first wand is still functioning but we'll have to make an exception in your case. Normally we would go to Ollivander's but as I'm sure the git will recognise that you already own one of his wands he won't sell you another. Now Gallahad's is a different story. The shop is situated deep in Knockturn Alley, but don't worry, we're flooing there and Gallahad's been working for us for as long as he owns the shop. Now follow me." With that Michael stepped into the flames shouting. „Gallahad's". Following the older man's example Kaden flooed to Gallahad's.

Strumbling out of the fireplace Kaden could barely catch his balance before crashing into the floor. Straightening himself Kaden looked directly into the highly amused eyes of an old man in his seventies. „Ah so this is the young man you have told me about Michael." Then looking towards Kaden he added. „It is my pleasure to meet you Mr. Vans, I am Eric Gallahad and the owner of this fine establishment. Now step forward and we'll find you a wand."

Half an hour and many wands later Kaden had finally found his wand. It was 11 ½ inches oak with a basilisk fang core. Thanking Mr. Gallahad for his help Michael flooed with Kaden to the Leaky Cauldron.

Looking around Kaden had to smile. The pub still looked like it did in his time. Some things never change, he thought as he followed Michael to the bar. There behind the counter stood a young seventeen year old Tom. „Hello Tom is your father here?" Michael asked him. „Yeah, he's in the kitchen at the moment should I get him?" „No, no problem. So you taking over this fine establishment?" „Yes, father just wants to make sure that I can handle everything but in a year or two I'm going to be the sole owner of the Leaky Cauldron." „Congratulations then. Oh by the way is the room ready?" Nodding Tom handed them a key. „It's room thirteen. I hope you like it." Thanking him Michael accompagnied him to his new room.

Once there Michael put up some silencing spells. „Alright Kaden, there's just one last thing to do. I must ask you to be exptremely careful not to change the time line. I know that this must be hard for you but the results could be disastrous." Kaden nodded. „Alright. I won't change anything." Smiling at Kaden now Michael handed him two keys. „Here the first one is you Gringotts Key the second one is the key to this room. Now I wish you a good time here."

„Oh before I forget here." With that Michael threw a small bag in his direction. „We found it one of the pockets of the clothes you were wearng." With that Michael disappeared leaving Kaden alone in his new room.

Sighing Kaden looked down at the bag. Upon seeing it however his eyes widened. It couldn't be, or could it? Smiling now Kaden opened the bag only to find it filled with a huge amount of galleons. „It's still there. I can't believe it." He said.

Shortly after leaving Hogwarts after his fifth year Harry had sent an owl to Gringotts asking the goblins to withdraw all the gold that was in his vault and to sent it to him. They had of course complied to his wishes and had put everything into a weight and bottom less bag and sent it to him. He couldn't contain his smile. „I'm rich." Still smiling Kaden decided to deposit most of his money into his new vault and then to go shopping. He needed, ... well everything would be a good description.