Chapter two - Dumbledore
A circle of blue fire appeared around Harry. "Ron…" he muttered and disappeared.
"Harry," Ron's voice was barely audible. His friend disappeared in front of his eyes and he had a feeling the ancient clock had something to do with this.
Oh crap!
Godric's Hollow
Summer of 1889
Harry slowly opened his eyes, trying to adjust to the brightness. He didn't know where he was, the only thing he knew was that he wasn't in Hogwarts anymore.
Breathe, Harry! Breathe!
The young wizard wanted to stay calm. But his head were aching, as he tried to understand what happened seconds ago.
The pocket watch.
He searched for the enchanted object. Anxiously, he opened the pocket watch, but found no inscriptions to read.
Great!
The young wizard looked around him, trying to find a clue about where he was. He noticed a small church near him and walked into the place. He needed time to think about what just happened and find out where he really was.
The church was simple, but absolutely beautiful. Harry sat on the velvet pew and opened the pocked watch again, hoping the inscriptions would appear again. Tempus fugit, he remember…
Harry couldn't help, but feel stupid. He had been a wizard for long enough to know that he shouldn't read that inscription.
"Time flies…" he whispered to himself and felt a shiver ran down his spine. Maybe the enchanted watch didn't send him to another place… maybe it sent him to another time.
Harry cleared his throat in fear. What if he couldn't find a way to go back home?
"Let's go back home," suddenly a male voice broke him from his thoughts. Harry raised his head and finally noticed that the church wasn't empty. There were two other people there. Two teenagers, a boy and a girl.
"No!" the girl shouted. "I don't want to!"
The teenager boy rolled his eyes. "C'mon, don't be like this! I know you like here, but it's time to go back."
The girl crossed her arms against her chest and Harry smiled. She was so beautiful with her blue eyes and her blond hair.
"I said no, Abe!" she said, a soft pout forming on her lips.
"I don't have time for this," the boy said impatiently. He took the teenager girl roughly by the arm and tried to drag her out of the church. The girl started to struggle and Harry couldn't fight the urge to interfere.
"Hey," he said. "Let her go!"
The teenager boy looked at him in surprise. "Who the hell are you?" he asked angrily. He never saw this boy in the city before…
"Abe…" the girl muttered in fear. She didn't like strangers, not at all. She liked the silence. It was why she always went to the church this hour. The place was peaceful and restful.
"You're hurting her," Harry said.
"No, I'm not! She's my sister!" Aberforth said indignantly. Who the hell was this boy to interfere?
"Abe…" the girl muttered again, freeing herself for her brother's grip. She seemed scared about Harry's presence and, raising her hands, she sent Harry against the concrete wall.
"Great!" Aberforth muttered in frustration. Now Ariana attacked the damn Muggle.
She exposed magic again.
Ariana walked to Harry, instantly regretting her outburst. She couldn't control her magic, especially when she felt the panic rising. "I am sorry… I didn't mean to hurt you," she said honestly. "I…"
"It's okay," Harry said, rubbing his forehead. "… I think…"
"I'm so stupid," she fought back a sob.
Harry looked sympathetically at her. "No, you're not. I'm fine, really… My name is Harry," he introduced himself.
Ariana looked at him in awe. This Harry didn't seem shocked by her powers or afraid of her.
"I'm Ariana," she replied softly. "Ariana Dumbledore. This is my brother Aberforth."
Harry frowned.
Dumbledore.
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