Relak

Summery : Instead of dieing, from the killing curse sent by Voldemort. 'The boy who lived', gets transported back in time, to 1938 London, and is found by the very person who sent him there. DarkHarry! May contain some slash later on so don't read if you don't like.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and probably never will, so don't sue me.

Author note: I just wanted to say thank you to ------- for trying to answer my question … unlike the rest of you, so thanks :D

Also I know I skip a lot of chapters that I could add in and junk, the reason for that is because these last three or four chapters are like the prologue so the end of the beginning, so to speak. Yes this chapter we will be starting the actual story…. hopefully.

Time difference/Added story plot: Whilst Tom went to Hogwarts Harry/Relak was bullied constantly by all the backlog of people who had a problem with Tom and to scared to hurt him. This has been happening for round about four years. How long Tom has been at Hogwarts for, incidentally. Tom doesn't know of the abuse because he's too absorbed in the magical world when he returns to the orphanage. Relak be comes timid and withdrawn, completely opposite from his 6 year old self. During these incidents Relak sometimes releases bursts of accidental magic. During a particularly violent attack on him Relak's magic is unleashed and the attacker at said time gets thrown backwards breaking his neck against the wall. (I may write a one shot fict about the attack, if people want me to.) Dumbledore's called in to try and sort out the mess and deciding he couldn't cope with both riddles being at Hogwarts at the same time, has a talk with the sorting hat and a plan is formed.

No Dumbledore is not headmaster I do realize this but he's got a very strong bong with it and fawkes, yes? So it could happen.

PLEASE READ 'TIME DIFFERENCE/ADDED PLOT' BEFORE READING THIS CHAPTER, OR YOU WILL GET CONFUSED!

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Chapter 4: Forewords to the past

Relak woke up with a start and a strange happy feeling in his stomach, this is the day he'd dreamed of for the past five years. Today he was going to Hogwarts. Today he would finally be free of his tormentors. Today he would be free. He jumped out of the bed and padded down the corridor towards the bathroom. He had got his letter on the thirty first of July. He didn't know why.

Tom was happy about the letter though and had treated him to a rare smile. Tom had a nice smile, it was far better than his smirk. Unfortunately however the latter usually resided on his face. Relak had learnt he was meant to go to Slytherin, if not than he was to be in Ravenclaw. Sly or smart. The good feeling was going, replaced by one of nervousness. What if he didn't live up to Tom's expectations, what if he were sorted into Hufflepuff. Relak looked into the bathroom mirror and stared at himself. He had black hair, with tints of red at the bottom. A very pale face and very green eyes.

He looked a lot like Tom, truth be told, but he knew they weren't related. He got told that every other day. His bullies liked to remind him he had no family whatsoever, which was pretty stupid, due to the fact that they also lived in an orphanage. The only real difference between the two boys , not including size of course, was there eyes. Tom's were an icy blue that made you freeze when you looked into them. His were of course green, he didn't like his eyes.

A hammering on the door woke him from his daydreaming, he reached for his toothpaste, this was going to be a long day.

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The Hogwarts express whistled as it entered platform nine and ¾'s, Tom smirked and grabbed his stuff. Relak picked up his trunk as well. Tom strolled over to the train, with Relak just behind him. They climbed on, and made their way past the many compartments. Tom went down to the back of the train into one of the empty compartments. He sat down and motioned for Relak to do the same. Tom looked his younger boy straight in the eye.

"Don't speak to the people in this compartment unless you've been directly spoken to, I will introduce you, okay?" Relak raised an eyebrow, and Tom laughed. "If you wish to converse with me use parseltounge." Lex looked blank "Snake language." Grinning, Relak put his trunk into the over head storage unit, and took a seat next to Tom.

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Relak shivered and pulled his cloak around his thin frame. There was a storm and they were crossing the lake, he sighed, it seemed an exceptionally stupid way to get to Hogwarts. What if one of them fell in? It was a suicide mission if ever he saw one. The lake was cold and it looked like there was a giant squid roaming the depths, life was just getting better and better. At least the train journey had gone relatively smoothly, nobody questioned his brother it seemed. Well nobody with half a brain cell anyway. They were all impressed when he spoke the snake language, parseltounge, or whatever it was called. No one told him that of course but the snakes were green with envy.

Relak felt a bump along the bottom of the boat, and looked up. He decide he definitely wasn't feeling suicidal today, and nudged the boat back in line with the others. There was four to a boat and Lex seemed to have gotten three Hufflepuff wannabe's in his he growled out.

"You know it would be easier if someone helped." The three looked at him unusually, before grabbing buckets and bailing out some water, as if their lives depended on it. Relak sighed, definitely Hufflepuff wannabe's. The boat took a sharp right and Hogwarts came into view. It was a castle of fantasy, it looked as if a child had finished reading a fairy tale and just imagined it for fun. It was amazing and flawless. And apparently the Hufflepuff wannabe's thought that too, as a splash indicated a bucket being lost at sea, or rather at lake. (A/N: 'Lost at Lake' doesn't have quite the same ring to it however.)

The four soon arrived at Hogwarts, still in some kind of amazement. They crashed into the rocky beach, sending three of the tumbling onto the ground. Relak however sighed again and climbed out. They were led up a windy path that took the first years directly to the doors of Hogwarts. The guide quickly hushed them and rapped on the door three times.

A loud creak echoed round the grounds as Dumbledore stuck his head round the side of one of the great oak doors. Relak groaned inwardly, why did it have to be him. Dumbledore on the other hand smiled like he'd been on cheering charms.

"Ah, First years, Let me escort you to the great hall." He looked at the guide "Thank you for bringing them Igor." The guide growled under his breath and left the group. "If you'd like to come this way." Dumbledore motioned with his hand.

Once everyone was into the castle Dumbledore continued talking. "When becoming students of Hogwarts you must be sorted into four houses, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin and Gryffindor. The houses will become your home for the next few years of your life. Hogwarts is very much like a big, happy," Relak snorted, and Dumbledore glared at him "family. You will have classes with your house, eat with your house and sleep in your house dormitories. Points will be awarded to your house for good deeds and will be taken off for misbehaving. As the year ends the house with the most points will get the house cup. I hope everyone will try their hardest for their house." Dumbledore once again smiled. "I'm just going to introduce you to the rest of the houses, smarten yourselves up." He turned smartly on his heal and left. Lex ran his hands through his already messed up hair, as mutterings broke out through the Corridors.

No one apparently knew what the test was for getting into the right house, though there were many favorite beliefs, such as troll wrestling and quidditch type things. Relak sniggered to himself. They were going to feel very stupid when they saw the hat. His nervousness had died away when he realized although many of the witches and wizards from pure blood families had not even learnt the first basic few spells. Relak saw the anxiousness on one or two faces and decided to enlighten them on the fact it was just a hat when Dumbledore came back.

"They're ready for you now."

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The whole school began a round of applause as the sorting hat finished it's song. It bowed once and then became still.

"When I call your name, you will sit upon the stool, and place the sorting hat on your head." Dumbledore unrolled a big scrap of parchment.

"Harold Agar." A small boy with light blonde hair and dark brown eyes scrambled up onto the stage. Relak snorted, what sort of name was Harold? The hall was silent for a while when…

"Ravenclaw!" The hat shouted. A few first years jumped in surprise, as the left side of the hall erupted in applause.

"Sally, Pierce."

"Gryffindor!"

"Michael Smothers." One of the boys who had been sharing Relak's boat climbed on stage.

"Hufflepuff!" Relak smirked, he had known it before the hat.

"Sebastian Dorian."

"Ravenclaw!"

The list went on and on until Relak was left standing there on his own.

"And last but not least, Relak Riddle." Relak strode onto the stage. He sat down on the stool and placed the hat upon his head.

"Ahh, young master Riddle? Or is it Potter?" Relak almost jumped at the eerie voice echoing in his head. "It doesn't matter, I've got special orders for you my boy. Your going to take a little trip. Your definitely a special case alright, Dumbledore asked this of me himself! You must have done something really bad…"

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Tom watched as his little brother Strode onto stage and placed the sorting hat onto his head. Tom smiled Relak would be joining him at the Slytherin table soon. Just as soon as the thought crossed his mind, a worried look entered Relak's face. He attempted to pull the hat of his head as a green light filled the great hall. Tom stood up, searching for his brother in the emerald mist, to no avail. A clearing spell was cast from the head table, and Tom looked at the hat lying on it's own. To his surprise Dumbledore stood up, wand raised.

"Obliviate!"

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Yay cliffhanger, and just in case you didn't realize, the last point of view was Toms. Finally, the end of the prologue!

Lorkin