Disclaimer: They don't belongs to me cause if they had I would never even think about killing Sirius!
Summary: Harry accidentally sends himself back in time and ended up in Godrics Hollow. There he meets his parents and Sirius and knows that he would have to return soon to miss Sirius once again! SLASH
Warning: Spoilers for all five books!
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"Don't burn the bacon boy!" roared Uncle Vernon from across the table. Harry Potter carefully prepared the bacon and passed it to his Uncle. Then he sat down on the table to eat his own breakfast.
"Atleast they are not starving me " thought Harry miserably. It has been a week since he returned from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Looking back the only good thing Harry could find out about his fifth year was Ministry's final acceptance of truth that Voldemort has returned at the end of July. But he doesn't care about it much. It was like a piece of his soul was torn from him and thrown behind the veil at the department of mysteries. It was a continued ache in his stomach and a longing in his heart. He wanted to forget whatever happened at the department of mysteries but found that he couldn't.
He forced himself not to think about it when he was awake but he couldn't do anything from stopping the dreams that tortured him at night whenever he sleeps. Every night he would see his Godfather dueling with Bellatrix Lestrange, every night a jet of red light would hit him, every night he would see clearly the shock written over his Godfather's beautiful face, every night he would fall beyond the veil never to return with his bark like laughter. After the nightmares he would lay awake unable to find solace in anyone or in anything.
"Damn it!", he was thinking of Sirius again. He forced himself not to do so.
"Have you quite done with your breakfast?" snapped Aunt Petunia, "Only I want to clear the table."
Harry looked down at his untouched breakfast and found that he has no appetite. He stood up and shoved his breakfast in the trashcan. He was just about to leave when his Aunt's voice stopped him.
"Have you got something in your room?"
Yes many things." replied Harry coolly, "anything special you have in your mind."
"Yeah I was thinking about something you could eat."
"No", Harry replied still more coolly, "why did you asked?"
"Because you aren't finishing your meals.", Aunt Petunia stated shocking Harry. " I suppose you've got a stock of those stupid candy stuff Lily used to have."
"well you're wrong then" snapped Harry "I haven't gotten a stock of candies in my room."
"Fine then" his Aunt snapped back, "I have work for you. Go and clean the attic and it should be done before we return from the Bakers."
Scowling Harry entered the attic and began to clean it. Within minutes he was coughing from the dust. He knew he should not have snapped at his Aunt because it was the first time in fifteen years that his Aunt has noticed whether he is starving himself or not. But he didn't really cared about it anymore like he didn't cared about many things he once used to.
When he had finished he decided he was sorry as the work kept his mind of Sirius. The Dursley hadn't returned yet, he decided he would explore the attic just to keep his mind off someone a bit more before he returned to his state of mourning. He was just thinking how boring all these things that Dursleys own really were when something caught his eye. It was a bundle of very old and moth eaten blankets. He picked them up and a very old battered envelope fell out of it. Inside the envelope was a yellowing piece of parchment. He quickly read it and realized it was the letter Dumbledore had written to his Aunt explaining her about the attack on Godrics Hollow and the security she would offer Harry. Harry picked up the blankets and took it to his room.
So they were the blankets that had wrapped him when his parents were murdered and he was given to the Dursleys. He was just examining them when he realized there was something odd at the bottom of it. Harry looked closely and found there was a hidden pocket with something inside it. Harry opened it and quickly withdrew whatever was there. It was something like a silver hand watch with many curiously shaped dials but no numbers or anything else. After examining it for a minute or so Harry decided it was something his mother or father had possessed once.
He didn't know what possessed him to do such a thing but he reached out a finger and touched the strange silver watch like thing. When nothing happened Harry decided to investigate further and turned a dial so that it rotated, once, twice, thrice and so on. It kept on rotating even though Harry had long before withdrawn his finger. Suddenly Harry realized it wasn't only the dial that was rotating but he himself was doing the same thing! White rays of light were spreading around him till all he could see was the white light. And just as suddenly he had started spinning he stopped and his feet touched the ground. He looked around and found he was not in Privet Drive at all and the silver watch was not with him!
Summary: Harry accidentally sends himself back in time and ended up in Godrics Hollow. There he meets his parents and Sirius and knows that he would have to return soon to miss Sirius once again! SLASH
Warning: Spoilers for all five books!
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"Don't burn the bacon boy!" roared Uncle Vernon from across the table. Harry Potter carefully prepared the bacon and passed it to his Uncle. Then he sat down on the table to eat his own breakfast.
"Atleast they are not starving me " thought Harry miserably. It has been a week since he returned from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Looking back the only good thing Harry could find out about his fifth year was Ministry's final acceptance of truth that Voldemort has returned at the end of July. But he doesn't care about it much. It was like a piece of his soul was torn from him and thrown behind the veil at the department of mysteries. It was a continued ache in his stomach and a longing in his heart. He wanted to forget whatever happened at the department of mysteries but found that he couldn't.
He forced himself not to think about it when he was awake but he couldn't do anything from stopping the dreams that tortured him at night whenever he sleeps. Every night he would see his Godfather dueling with Bellatrix Lestrange, every night a jet of red light would hit him, every night he would see clearly the shock written over his Godfather's beautiful face, every night he would fall beyond the veil never to return with his bark like laughter. After the nightmares he would lay awake unable to find solace in anyone or in anything.
"Damn it!", he was thinking of Sirius again. He forced himself not to do so.
"Have you quite done with your breakfast?" snapped Aunt Petunia, "Only I want to clear the table."
Harry looked down at his untouched breakfast and found that he has no appetite. He stood up and shoved his breakfast in the trashcan. He was just about to leave when his Aunt's voice stopped him.
"Have you got something in your room?"
Yes many things." replied Harry coolly, "anything special you have in your mind."
"Yeah I was thinking about something you could eat."
"No", Harry replied still more coolly, "why did you asked?"
"Because you aren't finishing your meals.", Aunt Petunia stated shocking Harry. " I suppose you've got a stock of those stupid candy stuff Lily used to have."
"well you're wrong then" snapped Harry "I haven't gotten a stock of candies in my room."
"Fine then" his Aunt snapped back, "I have work for you. Go and clean the attic and it should be done before we return from the Bakers."
Scowling Harry entered the attic and began to clean it. Within minutes he was coughing from the dust. He knew he should not have snapped at his Aunt because it was the first time in fifteen years that his Aunt has noticed whether he is starving himself or not. But he didn't really cared about it anymore like he didn't cared about many things he once used to.
When he had finished he decided he was sorry as the work kept his mind of Sirius. The Dursley hadn't returned yet, he decided he would explore the attic just to keep his mind off someone a bit more before he returned to his state of mourning. He was just thinking how boring all these things that Dursleys own really were when something caught his eye. It was a bundle of very old and moth eaten blankets. He picked them up and a very old battered envelope fell out of it. Inside the envelope was a yellowing piece of parchment. He quickly read it and realized it was the letter Dumbledore had written to his Aunt explaining her about the attack on Godrics Hollow and the security she would offer Harry. Harry picked up the blankets and took it to his room.
So they were the blankets that had wrapped him when his parents were murdered and he was given to the Dursleys. He was just examining them when he realized there was something odd at the bottom of it. Harry looked closely and found there was a hidden pocket with something inside it. Harry opened it and quickly withdrew whatever was there. It was something like a silver hand watch with many curiously shaped dials but no numbers or anything else. After examining it for a minute or so Harry decided it was something his mother or father had possessed once.
He didn't know what possessed him to do such a thing but he reached out a finger and touched the strange silver watch like thing. When nothing happened Harry decided to investigate further and turned a dial so that it rotated, once, twice, thrice and so on. It kept on rotating even though Harry had long before withdrawn his finger. Suddenly Harry realized it wasn't only the dial that was rotating but he himself was doing the same thing! White rays of light were spreading around him till all he could see was the white light. And just as suddenly he had started spinning he stopped and his feet touched the ground. He looked around and found he was not in Privet Drive at all and the silver watch was not with him!