00:00 31st July 2007

The Dark Lord surveyed his domain from his tall tower. After his Love had been murdered, by one whom they both thought of as a friend, He had fallen. He took over the Ministry of Magic incredibly easily, after all there weren't that many that could stand against him, and that was before the war killed them all. Following his successful occupation of Wizarding Britain, He started researching. It was always his Love's forte, but He was incredibly motivated. He was after all trying to find a way to bring her back.

He had made a breakthrough in his research today. He wouldn't be able bring her back to life, but he could prevent he death. He had already started the rite to return to the past. The Blood of One Hundred Enemies? Check; Master of the Deathly Hallows? Check; One case of Time Looped Time Turners? Check; One Standard Dose of Felix Felicis? Check; Runic Stabilization Array? Check;

It was Time. Time to fix the past. Who knows, maybe he could have an even Better Empire with his Love at his side. The Dark Lord stepped into the array, and fired a single beam of quantum energy from the Elder Wand. Holding all three of the Hallows, He fell through. And the world ended.

00:00 31st July 1987, Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging Surrey

The 7-year-old Harry Potter woke up with a jump, in the cupboard under the stairs. In his lap, the three Deathly Hallow sat. He smirked. "I'm Back!"

07:00

The Dursley's made their way downstairs to the Dining Room, Ready for breakfast. Unfortunately for them it wasn't to be.

"Imperio"

07:30

Harry was feasting like a king. With the massive reserves of magical power that he brought with him, as well as the equivalent of 24 years of resentment against the Dursley's, casting and maintaining the imperius curse on them was as easy as pie. He now had three very eager slaves to his will. He started planning his, soon to be very productive day.

09:00 Gaunt Shack, Little Hangleton

Harry made his way to the shack with relative ease. He was after all three time more powerful than Dumbledore in his prime and with parseltongue at his disposal and the fragment of Voldemort in his head, the shack basically assumed He was Voldemort and let him past. Accessing the shack and reaching the Gaunt Ring, He saw that, other than the crack from when the horcrux was removed, the ring looked the same as the hallow he already possessed. A quick mutter of "Fiendfyre" and the fragment of Voldemort was removed from the ring. A quick summons for his parents confirmed that the resurrection stone hadn't lost its power as a Hallow. The thought made him smile. 'Two Sets of Hallows! One for me, One for my Love.'

09:15 Ministry of Magic, Office of Amelia Bones, Director of DMLE

The next part of Harry's Plan required abducting a prisoner from Azkaban. Given that access to the wizard prison was only through a portkey made by the Director of the DMLE or through the ferry, he decided to go the easier route and, under his cloak, imperiusing Director Bones to make a two-way portkey and leaving it on her desk. Once that had been done, He waited for the office to clear, before grabbing the portkey and proceeding with his plan.

13:00 Azkaban Prison, Maximum Security

The cloaked Harry made his way through the prison, subtly casting a minor transfiguration on his face and using the Horcrux in his scar to mask his magical signature. He made his to the cell of the prisoner he required.

"Bellatrix Lestrange, nee Black. I have need of you."

The emaciated prisoner looked up at the speaker, who highly resembled Voldemort.

"Milord? You have come for me?"

"Yes, I placed an item in your care many years ago. I have need of it and one other. One has fallen into the care of the Black family elf, the other is yours. I need to retrieve them. We will leave at once. REDUCTO"

The cell door was demolished by the minor blasting hex, the Figure grabbed the prisoner and triggered the portkey.

14:00 Number 12 Grimmauld Place, London

"KREACHER!" called out Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Mistress called for Kreacher?" replied the Elf popping in to the room.

"Kreacher, I have need for the Locket of Slytherin. I am aware that Regulus gave it to you." Stated the figure behind Bellatrix.

"Kreacher promised to destroy Master Regulus' Locket. Kreacher will give it only if it is destroyed."

"It will be destroyed during the ritual I need it for. I promise you that."

POP! The Locket appeared in Kreacher's Hand

"Kreacher expects evidence of destruction by nasty tall nose-less man."

"I will give you the memory of its destruction"

14:30 Gringotts Bank

Bellatrix, under a heavy cloak, walked up to one of the Tellers.

"I have need of something from my vault, Goblin"

"Do you have your key, Witch?"

"Yes" Bellatrix handed over the key.

"Everything seems in order," The goblin handed back the key, "Griphook! Escort the Witch to her vault!"

A long cart ride brought Bellatrix to her Vault, though Griphook was displeased that the Thieves Downfall didn't take her. After a few minutes Bellatrix had taken the Cup out of her vault and returned to the surface, heading back to the figure that had brought her out of the prison.

"Here is the Cup Milord"

"You have done well Bellatrix. Avada Kedavra" The figure removed the transfiguration on his face and left the dead body of Bellatrix Lestrange in the alley.

A burst of Fiendfyre destroyed the Cup and the Locket. Harry Potter then using the Elder Wand removed the Horcrux from his Scar. "Accio Horcrux" The Fragment of Soul was torn from Harry's Forehead and quickly dissipated. He smiled. Now that He had destroyed 4 of the Six Horcruxes, He could rest easy on that front till he went to Hogwarts. Now he just had to prepare some allies for his future rule of the World.