I don't own Harry Potter anything you may recognise is the work of JKRowling. This is my version of time travel so it goes by my rules, it's sort of a cross between Dr Who and possibly the MCU, I try not to over think it too much.

Harry Potter was considered by his neighbours as an unusual man. At just nineteen years old he was living away from home and seemed to have a steady job. And while most of his neighbours saw him in jeans, there was the odd occasion where he would come walking up the street in a sort of dress spouting some nonsense about fireplaces being overcrowded.

He was frequently visited by a young woman with fiery red hair and the pair were often spotted in the nearby park. She was deemed to be his girlfriend after the pair were spotted snogging in the street late at night. He was however, most often seen with another young man also with red hair (he was believed to be the brother of the young woman) and he was often joined by yet another young woman, only this one had bushy brown hair and seemed to be dating the red headed man.

This however was not what Harry Potter unusual (he was after all an attractive, outgoing young man so it was no surprise to anyone that he had a girlfriend and close friends). It was in fact the conundrum of which of the houses Mr Potter in fact lived in. All of Harry's neighbours had at some point or another asked him which house he lived in, to which Harry always replied which a laugh and a smile;

"I live in Number 12 of course."

And that very fact was what made him so unusual, because Number 12 didn't exist, everyone knew that, but he did live somewhere on the street. He'd been to community watch meetings and everything. So yes Harry Potter was an unusual man, it was just his neighbours didn't know how unusual.

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Harry threw his head back as he took his second round of Panadol for the night. It wasn't exactly wizard-like, but honestly why drink a disgusting potion when good old muggle medication was available? He gulped down his glass of water, leaning on the counter in the basement kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place. He had lived in the building for almost an entire year now and while Ginny stayed with him for the weekends he was charged with Teddy (and occasionally during the week when she didn't have Quidditch practice the next day), he was still adjusting to the fact that he had the entire house to himself. It had after all been the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and resident to most of the Weasley's the summer before Harry's fifth year.

Harry shook his head to clear the stray thoughts from his head. He'd been up for half the night studying for an Auror exam that he and Ron were to take in three days to try and officially get into The Department of Magical Law Enforcement, (because apparently catching Death Eaters for a year only counted as practical application and they still had to pass the theory side of their 'program').

Harry rubbed his eyes and yawned. He wondered if Ron was up as late as he was, or if he'd gone to bed already so he was functioning enough to help open Weasley's Wizard Wheezes in the morning. Harry looked at his watch; 10:53. Harry chuckled to himself knowing exactly what Ron would be doing. Even if he only had to go downstairs in the morning to open, there was no way Ron would be up now studying.

"Harry?"

Harry turned around to see Ginny coming in through the doorway.

"What are you doing still up?" he asked as she tapped her wand on Harry's glass to refill it.

"I wasn't, I fell asleep reading a book and I just woke up. You weren't there so I decided to see what you were doing and grab a drink," Ginny replied before draining the glass. "What about you, still studying?"

"Yeah but I think I've hit the point where my brain has just melted into goo and I've reread the same sentence about a dozen times."

"Oh? Then maybe I could…distract you," whispered Ginny seductively as she wrapped her hands around Harry's waist and pulled him close.

"And what would this distraction involve exactly?" asked Harry his voice low.

"Well…" She whispered the rest in his ear and Harry's eyes widened at her proposal. Harry learned down and kissed Ginny hard on the mouth, he could feel her chest vibrating as she giggled into the kiss. Harry moved his hands to her hips getting lower and lower before;

"Bloody hell Harry! That's my sister!"

Harry and Ginny jumped apart at the intrusion.

"Ron?" asked Harry confused as to why his best friend was now standing in his kitchen. Ron was wearing his pyjama bottoms and a grey sweater (Harry had obviously been right in guessing what his best friend had been up to), his hands were covering his eyes.

"You two are disgusting," commented Ron peeking between his fingers to make sure they'd stopped.

"Well we weren't exactly expecting you!" exclaimed Ginny, her face red. "What are you doing here anyway and how did you know we were down here?"

"I wasn't expecting me either! I was minding my own business, asleep in my bed when Hermione sends me a message to get you two and meet her in Kingsley's office, and as usual I get no explanation as to why she wants me to do it. Then I flooed in and I could hear you two in the kitchen so I came in here and walked in on…that…" Ron explained.

"What does Kingsley want us?" asked Harry.

"I don't know, I just said that!"

"Alright, alright keep our shirt on. Let us get dressed and we'll go."

oOoOoOo

Harry, Ron and Ginny emerged from the fireplace directly into Kingsley's office. It was a large room with portraits of the previous Ministers- much like the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts- lining the walls. The dark floorboards shone orange as they reflected the light from the fire behind them.

This however wasn't the first thing Harry noticed when he stepped out of the fireplace. He had after all been in Kingsley's office on a number of occasions following the end of the war and Kingsley's permanent appointment as the Minister of Magic. No, the first thing that caught Harry's attention was the heavily pregnant woman who was crying her eyes out at Kingsley's desk. The second thing he noticed was the bushy haired woman that was comforting her.

"Hermione!" Ron called as he walked towards his girlfriend. Hermione shot him a look that obviously meant 'yes I did see you come in, there's no need to shout' which Ron, in turn, completely ignored.

The third thing Harry noticed while this was all occurring was Kinglsey sitting behind his desk, his fingers crossed in front him almost like he was praying. It's nothing good then Harry thought to himself.

"Harry, Ron, Ginny," welcomed Kingsley as the trio took their seats around the desk. "This is Mrs Darvill, she's here to report her husband as missing."

"No offence or anything but couldn't this wait until morning? It doesn't exactly have anything to do with us," said Ron as he stifled a yawn. This was obviously not what the crying woman-Mrs Darvill wanted to hear because she promptly started to sob harder.

"Ron!" exclaimed Ginny who was now helping Hermione to comfort the sobbing Mrs Darvill.

"No…no…it's fine…" she said inbetween sobs. She conjured herself a handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes, smudging her mascara and making her look slightly like a raccoon.

"I've called you all here because Mr Darvill hasn't just gone missing. According to his wife, Anna here," Kinglsey gestured towards Mrs Darvill who now blowing her nose, "he was kidnapped by Death Eaters."

Harry and Ron exchanged a significant look. They'd been chasing after Death Eaters for just over a year now and their numbers had dwindled down to almost nothing but some of the more cunning ones had been evading capture since Voldemort's defeat. In fact there was only one in particular that Harry and Ron wanted to get their hands on.

"Dolohov," said Harry his voice cold.

"That was him! He took my Theodore!" cried Anna her green eyes going wide as she turned to Harry. "Yes, him and another man!" she added.

"Mrs Dar-"

"Anna"

"Anna, do you know what he took your husband for?" asked Harry. Anna averted her eyes.

"He-he was a Death Eater," she said after a moment's hesitation. "But I swear he didn't want to be, his father made him join, Theo wasn't even at Hogwarts for the final battle!" she pleaded looking Harry in the eyes.

"If he was a deserter then that would give Dolohov a reason to go after him, he is an extremist," said Ron looking from Anna to Kinglsey who nodded.

"From what Anna here has told us, Theodore was a healer and was posted at St Mungo's during Voldemort's rein."

"But that doesn't explain why he would want him now," interjected Ginny.

"That is correct Ms Weasley, which is why earlier this evening when Anna stopped Hermione on her way out of the Ministry we sent Aurors to Dolohov's last known location which Anna provided," explained Kingsley.

"And what did they find?" asked Harry. He knew he wasn't going to like the answer. He could tell from the dark look on Kingsley's face.

"Papers, plans and a date, the 6th of August 1995 to be exact. The plans detailed of a plot for Dolohov and two others to go back in time and warn Voldemort of his defeat."

"What so Dolohov, wrote down his entire plan on a piece of parchment and hoped no one would find it?" asked Ron incredulously.

"No, h-he was corresponding with m-my husband. He threatened us, said he's murder our baby if Theodore didn't help him," answered Anna once again blowing her nose.

"But why August, why 1995?" asked Ginny.

"Because that was just after Voldemort came back, if he wants to change the outcome of the war so why not go back to when the second war started?" answered Harry.

Ron swore, "So he went back in time to save Voldemort? Why would he do that? I mean, the slimy bastard took off as soon as he worked out Voldemort was going to lose the last battle, he wasn't exactly loyal," he added incredulously.

"No, but he never struck me as the kind of man that wanted anything other than power, and what does he care if Voldemort wins in the process? With the information he would have on not only us but the other Death Eaters as well, he would be a very valuable asset for Voldemort to have," countered Kingsley.

"Well then what are we doing about it?" Ron asked glancing around the room as Harry pinched the bridge of his nose; his headache was coming back except now it not only included a psychotic Death Eater but time travel as well.

"Well that's where yourself, Harry and of course Hermione come in" Harry and Ron glanced at each other than back to Hermione.

"Obviously, you two are going to follow him" she said, answering their unspoken question.

Well this just keeps getting better and better thought Harry.

"What about me?" asked Ginny frowning.

"You'll be helping me," answered Hermione. "While the boys go back to 1995, we'll be here looking more into what Dolohov was planning. According the Aurors there were scores of different plans in his hideout and Harry and Ron will need all the information they can get."

"Do we know how they went back in time? I doubt a time turner would work even if we hadn't destroyed them all," questioned Harry as Anna nodded dabbing her eyes one last time.

"Yes, Dolohov said something about a potion. I'm a potioneer so I looked into it the first time he mentioned it. It was in an old book, I'm sorry I never saw the title. It was some kind of Displacement Potion that sort of drags you into the past, then you take Replacement Potion to put you back in the time you belong to. That's when the changes you made in the past come into effect," explained Anna.

"I still don't understand, what kind of Book has a section on time travel?" asked Ginny.

"There's only one," said Kingsley. "There is a book that was said to be written by Merlin himself, under his Welsh name Myrddin. Most people believe that it's a myth-"

"But let me guess," said Ron. "That myth has gone missing."

"Yes, I was informed earlier this morning that the Library had been broken into, its keeper murdered and the book stolen," answered Kinglsey grimly.

"What Library?" asked Harry.

"Its location is a secret, only the Head of each country knows where it is, but it houses the biggest collection of literature and artefacts in the Northern Hemisphere," answered Ginny.

Hermione nodded before adding, "Dolohov must have discovered its location when Voldemort was in power." She gestured to the notes in front of her. "From what our sources have been able to tell us Dolohov managed to find a potion that sent himself and two others back to 1995. The good news is Dolohov was in Azkaban at the time so he doesn't know where to find Voldemort, the bad news is-"

"It won't take long for him to find him" Harry finished.

"Or be found" added Ron "and he happens to be a smart Death Eater, honestly how many Death Eaters can you think of that would do something like this? I mean he knows a lot about the Order –not to mention Snape."

"Like I said he will be a very valuable asset to Voldemort should they come into contact," said Kingsley. Harry frowned and walked towards the fire staring into the flames that they had emerged from not ten minutes before.
"What's the matter Harry?" Hermione asked gently placing her hand on his shoulder.

Harry gave a bitter laugh, "What's the matter? Not only are we going back in time to try and catch one of the most vicious Death Eaters we have ever come across, but seeing the Order as well, because there is no way that we will be able to avoid them-" Harry trailed off taking a breath as he turned to face the other three people in the room. "I-It's just, going back, seeing Sirius and Remus and Tonks-"

"and Fred" added Ron

"and Fred, I don't think I would be able to handle saying goodbye again; at least not without telling them what will happen" Harry finished, his eyes sliding to the floor. He looked up and was surprised to see not only Hermione but Kingsley smiling.

"Well that is what I was trying to tell you before" she took a deep breath "You can change it, I've been doing some research and according to my books there are only three things that are constant and un-avoidable with time; births, bondings through marriage or otherwise and natural deaths."

She was about to go on when Ron interrupted again, "And how many people do we know who have died a natural death?"
Hermione frowned and smacked him lightly on the arm for interrupting.

"You see everything that happens inbetween can be changed. So in theory you can tell them and stop it from happening" she finished watching as both Ron and Harry's looks of confusion turned into wide smiles as she explained.

"So they won't die and they'll be here when we get back?" Harry asked the hope of seeing Sirius as well as the others alive and well shining in his eyes, a look that was reflected in Ron's as he no doubt though of his brother.

"Provided nothing else happens, from what I've read, yes".