AN: Well we meet a new character today and also get a little bit of action and start to get moving forward with the story.
I'm probably going to do some time jumps periodically. My goal of sending him back further than directly into the war with moldy was to have him established in the time period before any signs of war were on the horizon. Harry will be a nobody no lordships, no manor thats kind of the point he doesn't like the spot light he will be moderately wealthy but not ridiculously so.
The romance will not be a major part of the story so their wont be any proclamations of love ect. if anything it will probably be more of a friends with benefits type relationship for a while at least
Disclaimer: See Chapter two
Durham County, England, 6/20/1970, 08:00
Harry awoke the next morning in his new home, his new un furnished home. he sighed as that was the first thought that came to mind was that he needed to find some furniture minus the bed and the couch the house was empty.
He was reasonably impressed with the home it was single level with dark brown board and baton siding with a faded maroon tin roof. The house had no fire place only two wood heaters one in the kitchen that doubled as a stove, and a center set one in the sitting room, the ceiling was of white drywall with a popcorn spray pattern and the walls were light sea green painted drywall. faded and scuffed hardwood floors ran through the home. In other words the home was basic and he was quite content with basic. He had only disdain for overdone manors and ridiculously expressions of extravagance (*cough Malfoy Manor * Cough) basic was great, it beat loving in a tent.
'Tent!' Harry cried out jumping from his bed, he just had an epiphany 'the tent has all the furniture he needs to furnish this place it had chairs, end tables, dishes, a dining table, towels, food, cuttlery everything he might need digging the tent out of his trunk he set to work.
Durham County, England, 6/20/1970, 10:00
sighing in exhaustion he plopped into his favorite chair admiring his hard work the house still looked Spartan but he could live with it. The bigger problem right now was figuring out what to do next as far as he remembered Riddle wasn't on Dumbledores radar until the summer of 75', so he had like five years to figure that out. He also needed to deal with the D.o.M he may have wiped everyone in the interrogation rooms memory but it was a pretty safe bet that some people not in the room at the time were aware of his capture and the circumstances of him being picked up, no the grey cloaks were not going to give up. The silver lining of course is his hood was enchanted so only he could remove it, so the only lead they had was this power rune branded into his chest. 'as long as I don't go topless through Diagon Alley I'm safe' he chuckled to himself. If he remembered correctly the "Time Turner" was invented and successfully tested by Algernon Croaker April 1st 1971 which meant if anyone was an expert on matters of time he would be the person to contact. The main problem with contacting an Unspeakable is by their very nature most are very secretive people. Owl redirection wards, no floo address and the only time you really ever see them is between the ministry apparition point and when they exit the lifts on level nine. 'Well that something to ponder I supose, now unfortunately another trip to Gringotts to aquire some tandem portkeys and a very strong container after lunch... yes definitely after lunch'
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Leaky Cauldron, Diagonal Alley, 6/20/1970, 11:00
Andromeda Black awoke feeling marginally better after renting a room and ordering a large dinner (she was eating for two) she soaked in a bubble bath easing the tension from one of the worst days of her life.
sighing she rolled over and sighed into her pillow 'what now Andy? she needed to find a permanent place to reside. 'I still haven't taken my N.E.W.T's, how could I have been so stupid! And Ted cleaned out my gold if I ever see him again I'll- her thoughts were cut of abruptly as a wave of nausea overcame her and she rushed to the loo to throw her guts up.
Several minutes later she comes out of the bathroom when she heard an elf pop into deliver her breakfast. Findings her purse she sifts through purse a digs out her last vial of anti nausea. potion. Getting more potion seemed to be her first priority she though as she downed the sour tasting potion after breakfast... definitely after breakfast.
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Diagon Alley, London, 6/20/1970, 12:00
Leaving the bank with a very large container shrunk down to the size of a Twinkie and a bag with a dozen tandem portkeys. The Goblins were very eager to render the Basilisk and sell all usable items for a reasonable ten percent commission . Harry was surprised how eager to be honest they even loaned him the container and made the port keys to a room deep in bank set aside for processing a full grown dragon free of charge. Walking down the steps he was quite shocked to her spell fire and a blood wrenching scream looking in the direction he seen a fairly large crowd watching on as a man and a woman were taking turns cursing a prone brunette, also a woman 'two on one fucking cowards Harry thought With a scowl growling he twisted on the spot appearing between the two parties flicking an incoming spell back at the caster.
Cygnus Black just barely avoided his own pain curse returning at him traveling at an alarming speed. 'What the Hell was that?!' finally he took in the man in front of him he growled in fury the man was tall with ebony hair, dressed liked a muggle, but the most striking feature was his Emerald slightly glowing eyes. "you filthy Mudblood this is no concern of yours, move now or I will strike down where you stand. This is family business " he growled at the main only to seethe in fury when the man just smirked at him "try it inbred, I wouldn't mind showing all these spineless cowards watching you attack a defenseless woman how weak you purebloods really are" harry said nonchalantly while sidestepping a bloodboiling curse sent by the black haired woman who was shrieking at him "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO YOUR BETTERS LIKE THAT YOU INSOLENT MUDBLOOD BASTARD!" Bellatrix was beyond furious and here mental control fell away and her crazy was coming out. Instead of responding with words, Harry flicked his wand and sent an under powered bludgeoned into her stomach making her drop to her knees wheezing unable to draw breath. "Its rude to interrupt when grownups are talking" Harry replied condescendingly
Lord Black was beyond furious, not only did this kid disrespect him in the middle of Diagonal Alley, he took down his daughter with such ease it was humiliating. 'Who the hell was he?!' his thought making his rage burn even hotter and expressed his displeasure with an old Black family spell "The rotting Curse", which made a black smoky cloud ooze out of his wand spreading out in every direction the crowd around started to panic and run to put some distance between them and this curse that just screamed dark magic.
The cloud started circling Harry and the downed girl. 'the Rotting Curse was a spell Harry was familiar with and smirked internally' With a lazy wave of his wand the cloud started closing in on itself compressing into a sphere that shrunk smaller and smaller until it made a pop sound like a popped bubble. "pathetic" Harry taunted as he returned fire with his own spell 'fulmus' a bolt ice blue lighting streaked from Harry's wand and passed through Cygnus' hastily cast shield like it was made of tissue paper before striking this hand and incinerating his wand (and severely burning his wand hand).
As both of his opponents were temporarily incopasitated Harry turned around knelt down and scooped the fallen girl who he now recognized from the bank and disapareated without so much as a sound.
The crowd was in an uproar when Cygnus finally got control over his breathing his hand was in agony, 'that was impossible there was no counter for the Rotting Curse' he finally regained his focus only to roar in rage at what he seen or rather what he did not see. Both the man who had bested him and his blood traitor daughter had escaped, and his oldest daughter lay in the street holding her abdomen gasping for breath between sobbs of agony, she would definitely need Mungos, growling to himself Cygnus promised whoever this man was he would pay for this, this man had made an enemy of House Black and he would regret it.
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Durham County, England, 6/20/1970,13:45
Groggily Andromeda opened her eyes, the last thing she remembered was leaving the Leaky to go purchase some potion and running into her father and sister as she passed the entrance to Knockturn Alley, Bellatrix started spewing her vitrol and when she responded to her sister wit insults of her own her father had hit her in the thigh and she collapsed her leg not supporting her weight. They then started to attack her with pain spells. She was pretty sure she took a bone breaker to her thigh and thinking of it, she felt a jolt of pain reverberate through her thigh in unison with her heartbeat. The last thing she remembered before unconsciousness claimed her was a man appearing in front of her blocking her view of her attackers. Where she was she didn't recognize, green walls and a white ceiling it looked very muggle she supposed the only thing she could see beside Walls was the view out the window across from her bed letting summer air in. she could see fields spreading out to rolling green hills in the distance and cloudless blue sky. her observations were halted as the door to her right opened and a man came in carrying a tray of food (soup by the look of of it) and a couple of potions bottles. She gasped when she recognized him from the bank last night "you? Harry Evans right" she croaked out apparently her throat was raw from all screaming she did earlier. "Don't talk to loud you tore the inside of your throat. Your pregnant by the way did you know that? he gently asked her "Yes but how do you Know that and where am I anyway" she almost whispered. "My home and it showed up when I had to do some diagnostic scans. You broke your femur and two ribs, you have heavy bruising on your back and a rather nasty lump on your head" he recited her ailments while passing her a potion for her throat. "I can't give you Skele-Grow because it can cause birth defects so your off your feet for three days till the bone mending charm does its thing" she felt marginally better after taking the potion it felt like peppermint had coated her throat sighing in relief she asked "why did you help me? My family is very dangerous that's why no one in the crowd would do anything" "your family? That was your family just who are you anyway?" he asked in disbelief"Andromeda Black formerly of the Most Ancient an Noble House of Black" He gasped in disbelief as his thoughts went all over the place 'Tonks parents didn't divorce in my time line me being here is already causing changes... Tonks she's carrying Tonks right now how weird is that, I wonder what else has been effected? Andromeda cleared her throat jerking him from his musings "how did you escape with me anyway my father is a very powerful wizard and my sister is not a pushover either" harry chuckled "I took your sister down pretty easily and I'm pretty sure I burnt your father wand to ash and part of his hand to boot I left with you while he was screaming in pain" Andromeda paled "do you realize what you have done, your a muggle born the aurors will be baying for your blood for attacking two purebloods" Harry actually snorted at that "what makes you think I'm muggle born?" this time it was her turn and she gave an unladylike snort "well your clothing for one thing and this house, you are aren't you?" Harry actually shook his head at the question "I'm a half-blood and I wear these muggle clothes because it's summer, its hot and anyway a robe is just a man dress" she actually giggles thinking about what the conservative purebloods would say to that statement. Harry sighed "I brought you some lunch and after that you need to take this potion to ease the inflammation in your ribs, I also need to rub this bruise paste on your back.' he listed of as he set the tray gently across her lap and helped her sit up and left her to eat in peace.
'Well Andy at least you found somewhere to stay breakfast in bed, back rubs and plenty of fresh air' she though with a chuckle then another though hit her I'll have to take off my shirt in order for him to put that paste on my back she blushed at the thought still at least she was safe for now.
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Number 12 Grimmauld Place, London, 6/20/1970, 17:00
Cygnus and Bellatrix arrived in a green flash of floo magic. Bellatrix stumbled and would have fallen had her father not placed a hand on her shoulder. "Father who was that man, how did he beat us so easily?""I don't know Bellatrix but I will find out, he helped your sister escape her punishment this means a retaliation is necessary maybe Greyback" he mused the last part more to himself. Bella nodded she was still in considerable pain according to the healers the spell she was hit with tore her diaphragm and shattered three of her lower ribs. Her father now had a star shaped burn scar on both sides of his wand hand and at the moment couldn't hold a wand even if he hadn't had his incinerated. "Go lay down Bellatrix I have to have a word with your Grandfather" nodding Bellatrix gingerly made her way to her room to follow her father's orders.
Knocking on his father's door and entering the Lord's study he found his father pouring over some parchment a new bill judging by the Wizengamot seal he could see as a letterhead.
"What's this I hear about you attacking my granddaughter in the middle of Diagon Alley?" his father growled out he was almost a century old and still looked in his 50's,he was a tall man at 5' 11" his handsome features were not marred by the graying hair, or the wrinkles slowly spreading down his cheeks. It was the eyes that conveyed his youth, his eyes held an intelligence and ruthlessness that had not waned with age. Yes his father was an an intimidating man especially now when his narrowed eyes met Cygnus' and we're now demanding answers. He gulped before answering " I've been waiting to find her in the open, she has been hiding in the muggle world since she ran out on the Yaxley betrothal. We saw her on our way back from Borgins and I struck" "Yes I heard you and my granddaughter embarrassed the House of Black rather badly, let me see your hand boy" Cygnus winced at his father's tone but extended his wand hand to his father, Arcturus looked over the almost perfect seven sided star shaped scar that was the evidence of the third degree burns caused by super heated electricity. Flipping his sons hand palm up the scar was mirrorered perfectly on both sides of his hand
"well who was it, he's obviously someone to watch out for?" Arcturus was conflicted he wanted no harm to come to his granddaughter she had been struck from the family that was punishment enough. On the other hand this man had made a mockery of House Black humiliated his son and bested his oldest granddaughter as easily as swatting a fly. No this man was dangerous but for now Arcturus decided to wait and see.
"I don't know father I've had no luck at establishing his identity, I'm planning to hire Greyback to deal with him for us" Cygnus stated, the last part had Arcturus shaking his head "No for now leave it, we don't know enough about this man and I am not sure I want this man as an enemy." "but father he attacked me and Bellatrix and slandered our name for all Diagon Alley to hear!" Cygnus seethed "He held back boy if he wanted you dead he could have easily killed you, I seen the memory, That is not a man to anger leave it alone for now! is that understood?" Arcturus commanded in a tone of voice that brokered no arguments "Yes father Cygnus muttered petulantly "Good now leave Andromeda be as well she clearly has protection and according to the tapestry she has broken the bond with that Tonks boy. If you want someone to harm feel free to vent your displeasure on him" Arcturus said with a hint of Amusement at the gleam in his sons eye.
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St. Mungos, London, Sametime
Ted Tonks was still walking delicately after yesterday, crazy bitch never should have messed with the Blacks. Now strout said she wasn't messing with him anymore, not after five broken bones and a concussion. To top that off last night he felt their marriage bond snap and not twenty minutes later he gets an owl basically saying he lost everything except that crummy apartment he had shared with his ex wife. He would never have rights to his child because she was the Pureblood in the relationship and he couldn't do anything about it being a muggleborn.
He couldn't even get a whore this Friday as had become a sort of end of the week tradition because his Healer salary was no where near enough (unless he bought a cheap one... but then he would need a healer)
his thoughts were halted as a shiver of fear raced down his spine, for some reason he had the feeling someone was out to get him, maybe I should think about learning french. He sighed glancing nervously over his shoulder.