A/N: the first story No flames Please Just valid critiques Please also this is AU

Harry Potter was wandering the halls of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It had been a normal year, well, as normal as it could be for Harry Potter. With the ousting of Peter Pettigrew as the real traitor, Harry had a lot on his mind. He stopped at a wall and paced back and forth in front of it all the while thinking, I wish someone could help me. This thought reverberated in his head as he passed the wall three times and he stopped at a door there. Eh, not the strangest thing I've had to deal with. He shrugged and opened it to reveal a man sitting on a plush chair with a fireplace crackling merrily as he waved Harry over to an equally plush chair across.

"Sit young warrior, what ails you?" Harry sat.

"Why should I tell you?" the man's eyebrow quirked upward.

"I can probably help you with whatever you need. '' Harry rolled his eyes. " So, it turns out Sirius Black is innocent and he was framed by a friend for his and my dad's murders" Harry grumbled.

"Slow down kid first, what's the date?"

"June 6th, 1994. Why?"

"So I've been asleep for how long, a couple of thousand years?" the man's eyebrows furrowed and he spoke. "Room, update me on what is happening." Suddenly, piles upon piles of books, of both the muggle and wizarding variety, appeared as the man pulled out a time turner and vanished before reappearing again.

"You have a time-turner?"

"Yes." the man replied calmly.

"But that's dangerous, my friend had one and she worked herself sparse." He said angrily.

"Did she remember to sleep in between using the time turner?" The man shot back.

"No." Harry blushed, chiding himself for being stupid.

"Kid, look at me." He said calmly. And then something happened: a shift in magic itself. "Did you know anything at all before this year?" He asked plainly.

"No," he says. The man's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"You should have been informed as soon as possible." His voice was deadly calm. A cold and menacing power took over the room, making even Harry freeze up In awe. He hadn't felt such power, such anger ever before, yet he knew it wasn't aimed at him. But it still scared him. Soon, something else filled the room, although Harry couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The man calmly looked him in the eye and asked "What's your name?" Harry considered telling him and decided to do so.

"Harry Potter.''

The man's eyes widened a fraction of an inch before he shook his head. The expression was gone in an instant. "Well, Harry, I'm Javi." He grinned and continued, "Do try to keep in contact, yeah? If you have an Owl they'll know where to find me. If you have a floo connection, say 'Backbone Manor, Main study.'' he said cheerfully.

"Look at the time, it's almost past curfew" Javi said, as Harry got up and walked out. The now named Javi turned to a dark corner of the room. "Really? Spying on other people's business, mate? I thought you shadow mages had grown some sense of privacy." A knife Whistled towards his face, and he reached Up and Caught it "Some things never change, do they?" A man in a business suit stepped out of the shadows.

"Raven," he said plainly.

"Javi." he said calmly then shook the other man's hand. "Now, what have I missed the last thousand years?"

June 9rd, 1994

Number 4 Privet Drive

"Dear Javi"

Harry paused, unsure of how to continue. He ran his hand through his messy black hair.

"How are you? I myself am doing well. Anyway, Do you have any books I could read? Anything on combat would be nice.

-Harry."

He looked it over and put it aside to dry, then sighed.

"BOY, GET DOWN HERE!" Uncle Vernon roared

"Coming, Uncle" he rushed downstairs, only to find his uncle puce in the face. He shoved a letter into Harry's hand, and he mentally facepalmed at the sheer number of postage stamps that embellished the cover. Harry gave the letter a once-over before he went upstairs and continued his day as he sent Hedwig off with his letters. One for Javi and one for the Weasleys. He flopped on his bed and fell asleep.

A/N: R&R if you made it this far It would make my day. Special thanks to Kit_scrolls On AO3 for helping me fix the grammar! Go give them some love!