Chapter 6

It comes together



Harry ran, cloak billowing behind him, across the grounds, past Lucious's hut (The groundskeeper was away on vacation). He ran across the wet grass, which shimmered, from the star and moonlight. He ran to the edge of the forbidden forest, and then stopped. He pulled out a small piece of paper from his cloak pocket and reread

Dear Harry,

I do hope you got a hold of that package last night, and do get a hold of this letter. Meet me just outside the forbidden forest tonight so we can discuss what you saw.

Sincerely,

Anonymous

He folded the paper along the folds that were already there, and stuffed it back into his pocket. He slowly lifted his head and scanned the outside of the forest. So dark, so exciting, so dangerous, and obviously--so forbidden. He Unconsciously took a step forward. He quickly looked down at his leg; shocked about the lack of control he had on his own body. He took another step. Another. Before he knew it he was flying through the trees of the forest. The only light he had to guide himself by was the pale light of the moon, the light that managed to fight past the heavy canopy of the forest, the light that managed to complete it's amazing journey from space and touch down on this cold abandoned forest floor. He had no idea of where he was running to, but then, he also knew exactly where he was supposed to go.

He slowed to a walk and began scanning the trees, which, in this darkness, looked like they were clones.

"Harry" Came a rasping voice from behind a tree. Harry could see the man quite well for he reflected the moon's light extraordinarily well. Harry just then realized Dumbledore wasn't reflecting any light--he was glowing. The man had a silver beard, half moon spectacles that covered up his twinkling eyes. He wore a ragged red and silver cloak and stood a few inches taller than Harry.

"Dumbledore!" Harry shouted as he quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at Dumbledore.

"Harry, my dear boy, put down the wand and let's talk, I'm not going to hurt you." The fact that he kept a smile on his face the entire time he was standing there shocked Harry. It wasn't the evil smile he expected, no, it was a magical smile, a reminiscing smile. Harry tucked his wand away in his pocket, but kept his hand nearby just in case.

"What did you want to see me for?" Harry asked sounding a little dumb.

"I'll try to make this as quick as possible since every second I take is a precious second that cannot be taken back. Harry, you are the boy that lived, YOU are famous! Or. Were famous." Harry stood there dumbfounded. "That night, oh so long ago, Voldermort broke into your house killed your parents and tried to kill you."

"NO! Voldermort would never!" Harry denied it

"Harry please, just listen and have faith in what I say. When he tried to kill you, he failed because your mother died to save you so her love protected you. Voldermort was blown apart and lost all his magical powers. You attended Hogwarts under the Gryffindor house for 7 years. And every year it seemed that Voldermort tried to strike back, but failed every time. A year after you graduated Voldermort finally gained enough strength to kill millions; he developed enough to perfect a curse that split the earth in two. Millions more died, and for 3 years a war waged on against him, but all it caused was more blood spilling. I however, discovered a tool; the golden box that you saw was a time box. It gives the power to travel back in time. Any point in time that you like. The catch is you can only use it for a round trip once every 20 years."

"A round trip?"

"Back in time, and back to the future. So Hagrid and I went back in time to try to save you."

"But you said I didn't die anyway"

"Yes, you lived, but something inside you was destroyed. Your mother and father had just invented a small crystal, that when used by me, your father, or your mother, would drain the magic powers out of anyone we wished for all eternity. When Voldermort attacked you, it melted the crystal."

"What happened when you went back?!" Harry said impatiently

"Hagrid and I went back in time, but we didn't go back far enough. We were spotted running with you. Your parents were still killed by Voldermort, as you know"

"I thought you killed them!"

"Voldermort did Harry, he's as dark as they come, please understand that! We were trapped in an alley and I was saying a counter curse while Voldermort was muttering the curse. Malfoy fell off Lucious's broom and landed on top of you. My counter curse hit Malfoy, and Voldermort curse barely tickled Malfoy, which left the scar on his forehead. Hagrid was killed, and the rest of us would have been too if the muggles hadn't walked by. After leaving you with your aunt and uncle, I used the time box to transport myself back to the future, which of course was different. I was running from the Ministry of magic, Voldermort was Hogwarts's Headmaster. You and Malfoy's personalities were switched because you were jealous of him, just as he was jealous of you before. Jealously leads to hate my dear boy." Dumbledore pulled out a golden pocket watch and looked at the time. "Harry, Voldermort and Luscious are gone because they are looking for something. They are looking for the time box, which will be available for use in 3 days. Harry, if they get a hold of the time box, the terror, which they can cause, will be unimaginable. You must get to Mount Troll before they do, get the box and bring it back to me."

"But Dumbledore, they've had a good two or three day head start, there's no way I'll catch up to them!" Harry questioned. Dumbledore's eyes suddenly twinkled magically.

"I can't believe I didn't think of this before" Dumbledore said angrily. "You were never attacked that night, the crystal in your side is still operational."

"So just use that and everything will be okay!"

"Not so my dear boy, if they get the time box, they'll transport back before their powers were taken away from them."

"So how are you going to get it out from my. my side?"

Dumbledore pulled out a beaten up wand and said "Sharpicus Cuttus". The wand turned into a small knife. "Close you eyes," he said. Harry did and turned away. He felt an extreme burning as a long cut was made across his side and warm, royal-red blood oozed out. He could hear the "plosh, plosh, plosh" as it dripped on the forest floor. He screamed in agony as Dumbledore pushed his fingers into the cut and pulled out the crystal. Dumbledore turned his wand back and sealed up the wound.

Harry looked at the blood-coated crystal. "Why couldn't you have used magic to get it out?"

"Any Magic on this crystal will destroy it, that was the only way" Dumbledore then closed his eyes and held the peanut sized crystal out. He started muttering things when the crystal suddenly lit up with a huge flash of light. Harry closed and covered his eyes from the light when suddenly it died down. "Harry, hurry and go, your destiny awaits you."





Well, I hope you enjoyed it, that's the plot. um. I'll have more chapters coming out soon. Sorry I didn't write for a long time, I was away on summer vacation ;) So, keep checking back for the next chapter (