HARRY POTTER

TIME TRAVELER

Summary – Harry opens a book in the Restricted Section and it transports him 21 years into the future, where he meets up with the future Ron and Hermione and their son, Eddie. Harry also meets Lily Potter, Harry's very spunky and caring future teenage daughter with a hot temper and a bit of an attitude. Harry wants to know about his future, but he feels that Ron, Hermione, Lily, and Eddie are keeping something from him; some very deep, dark secrets.

Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter, the characters, or the Harry Potter world. The all belong to the fabulous J.K. Rowling. However, while I do not own their names, the characters and the personality traits of Lily Potter, Eddie Weasley, Daris Malfoy, Christof Nott, as well as Asher Lazard and Robyn Andrews all belong to me.

Chapter 16 – Quidditch:

Asher stumbled backward and gasped when he caught sight of what was engraved on to Harry's forehead. Harry sighed and let go of his bangs, letting them cover the scar and he stuffed his hands into the pocket of his robes, awaiting Asher's response. Asher was looking at Harry as though he were some sort of ghost. That did not surprise Harry because in a way, he was some kind of was a ghost; a ghost from the past.

"Harry?" whispered Asher, clearly frightened. "You-you've got a lightning bolt scar on your forehead!"

"Yes," whispered Harry, softy. "Yes, I do."

"Ju-just l-l-like…" Asher was stuttering. He could not seem to find the words that were floating around anxiously in his head. His thoughts seemed impossible, but Harry already knew what he was thinking and what he was going to say.

"Just like Harry Potter," said Harry, finishing Asher's sentence. "That's because I am Harry Potter."

"But-but how?" Asher nearly shouted. "That's impossible!"

"Shush!" whispered Harry urgently and harshly. "Do you want the whole world to hear? Seriously, Asher, this is top secret."

"Sorry, sorry," whispered Asher quickly as he lowered his voice. He just stared at Harry. His face had gone green, as though he were about to be sick and his lips were paler than milk. Harry just continued to look at him anxiously, not really knowing to say to him. What could he possibly say to him?

"How is this possible?" whispered Asher when he finally found his voice to speak. Harry sighed and explained the long story about the Book of Time and how it had transported him twenty-one years into the future, how he had stumbled across Lily and Eddie, how Snape was trying to create a potion or spell to send him back to his time, and how Hermione planned to place a Memory Charm on him before he went. Asher did not interrupt Harry, which he was very thankful for. Finally, when Harry finished explaining, Asher sighed and ran a hand through his soft, wavy hair.

"Does Lily know who you really are?" he finally asked after several moments of silence. He had a concerned eyebrow raised.

"Yes, she does," said Harry, nodding. "Eddie knows too, as well as Hermione, Remus, Ron, and Snape. But, no one else can know, understood Asher? I actually wasn't supposed to tell you. Lily and I could be in a lot of danger if anyone else found out."

"I understand," said Asher seriously. This was the first time Harry had ever seen him speak or act serious. "I would never do anything that would jeopardize Lily's life. And since you're the man that will one day help conceive Lily, I would not do anything to jeopardize your life as well."

"Thanks…I think…" said Harry awkwardly. Asher continued to stare at him completely frightened. Harry started to feel uncomfortable under his gaze. "I know me coming from the future is a little nerve wracking, but not even Lily and Eddie reacted this way. Is something wrong?"

"No!" he said way too quickly. Harry raised a disbelieving eyebrow.

"Then why are you looking at me as though I have six heads? And act like I am a Dungbomb about to explode?" asked Harry dryly.

"It's just....I mean…how much do you actually know about the future?" asked Asher in a nervous whisper.

"Well, I know that Lily is my daughter of course," started Harry, checking off the facts that he knew. "Eddie is the son of my two best friends, I somehow hurt Sirius in the past to the point where he is not ready to know that I am here, Voldemort is alive and still has full support of the Death Eaters, and that I died saving Lily and Sirius."

"Really? That's all you know?"

"Is there something else I should know?" asked Harry skeptically. Asher looked down at his feet and shuffled them awkwardly.

"No, that all sounds about right," said Asher. "It doesn't cover every single detail but it's all true." Harry did not fail to notice that Asher was unable to meet his eye said and that he went pale with every world that he said.

"You know, Asher," started Harry slowly, "you said that those were not all of the details. I feel like everyone is keeping something important from me. No one will give me those details. I was wondering if you knew what was going on, or that maybe you could fill me in on those details."

"No, Harry," said Asher firmly, shaking his head, color returning into his face. "If Lily or Hermione did not tell you, then I am certainly not the one to tell you. It is not my place."

"So, there is something being hidden from me?" stated Harry smartly. Asher sighed and looked back at his feet. But, he spoke firmer and more confident now, letting Harry know that he was telling the truth.

"I'm not one for lying, Harry," he said honestly. "I don't like to lie and I was never very good at it. I always counted on Lily and Eddie to do the lying for me whenever it needed to be done. But, I'll tell you this much, I'm surprised Lily has let you enter her world after finding who you really are. I'm surprised she is even associating with you." Asher's tone sounded more like a warning than anything else.

"Why would you think that?"

"It doesn't matter right now," muttered Asher. "You have more important things to worry about."

"Like what?"

"Like watching Lily and the rest of the Gryffindor team kick the bloody hell out of the Slytherins!" said Asher brightly. Harry could not help but grin at that comment and he nodded in full hearted agreement. "C'mon, let's go watch the match. We've already missed the beginning of it."

The two of them turned around and returned to the main part of the stadium, dashing towards their seats beside Jairus, Danny, and Mandy. Harry beamed as he sat down and searched the sky for Lily. Somehow, that beam somehow widened when saw the blonde headed girl, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose, flying over everyone else on the pitch. She was looking determinedly around the field and Malfoy was not far from the tail end of her broomstick.

Harry was not the only one to notice that Malfoy was tailing Lily closely. Lily looked over at Malfoy out of the corner of her eye and grinned malichiously to herself. Before Harry could even ponder on what she was about to do, she swerved her broomstick around and pulled into a dangerous, steep, and very deep dive. Harry immediately was having an internal fight with himself. On one hand, his Seeker mind could not believe the brilliant move Lily was pulling, especially since he had been known to do to this himself when he was playing Seeker. On the other hand, his fatherly instincts were shouting at Lily to not pull such a dangerous stunt; and not to mention a dangerous dive.

Malfoy, thinking that Lily had seen the Snitch, immediately followed her, also pulling into a dangerous dive. Harry held his breath as he watched Lily charge towards the ground at such a high speed. Finally, inches, or maybe even centimeters before she hit the ground, she pulled into a sudden swerve towards the sky, sending Malfoy crashing to the ground. The crowd, especially the Gryffindors, jumped to their feet and cheered. Harry could hear the Slytherins from across the field booing and cursing Lily. Despite that, he could not help but beam proudly as Lily's mischievous twinkled at the sight of Malfoy painfully getting to his feet and back on to his broomstick.

Harry was astonished and proud on how well Lily performed the Wronski Feint. All of the Gryffindors were on their feet chanting and cheering. It was then that Harry realized that he was so worked up over Lily's Wronski Feint, that he had not gotten up to cheer. He jumped to his feet and screamed words of encouragement on the top of his lungs. Lily must have heard him above the rest of because she somehow managed to catch Harry's eye winked at him. That mischievous glint still remained in her bright emerald green eyes. Harry laughed, knowing she had fully enjoyed making Malfoy crash on purpose.

The crowd remained on their feet and watched the match anxiously, as the score was now very close; it 90-80, Slytherin. Harry himself was so into watching the match and cheering on his daughter and House that he did not notice a dark, cloaked hooded figure walk towards the Quidditch Pitch and enter the stadium.

"That was very…interesting," he said to himself as he put down the piece of paper and looked around the large, oval room. He got up from his desk and began to pace the room, scratch the bottom of his chin.

'Could that be true? Was it even possible?' he thought to himself. He had decided a long time ago that in the wizarding world, almost anything was possible. With that notion, he decided that he should not waste any time in finding out the truth. He grabbed his heavy, dark hooded cloak and threw it over his shoulders, with an insane smile on his face.

"Dear, I'm off to Gringotts," he called out to his wife, who was sitting in the next room, "Apparently there is a problem with security."

"I'll tell the house elves to postpone dinner," she said quietly.

With that insane smile still etched on to his face, he threw the hood of his cloak over his head, completely covering his face before Apparating to Hogsmeade, right outside the Three Broomsticks. When he got there, he realized that there was really no one around, which he was very thankful for; not that anyone would be suspicious of a man Apparating into Hogsmeade in the middle of the day, but he did not want anyone to know that he was there. He laughed quietly to himself and reached deep into the pocket of his cloak. He pulled out his wand as he moved it slyly between his fingers before gripping it tightly and running towards the castle in the distance; Hogwarts.

When he slipped on to the Hogwarts grounds unnoticed, he could not help but wonder why everything was so quiet; there were no students walking about the grounds and the whole castle looked deserted. It all seemed so eerie and a little frightening. He kept wandering the grounds for another moment or two when he heard a loud applause coming from the distance. He jumped at the sudden noise, but immediately calmed down after he realized it came from the Quidditch Pitch. He sighed in relief and realized that here must be a match going on today. He slyly crept toward the Pitch with his wand still clutched tightly in his hand. No one saw him enter the stadium and stood out of sight, smiling to himself when he saw that the match was Slytherin verses Gryffindor.

He saw the Slytherin Seeker, Daris Malfoy, getting up from the ground, getting back on to his broom and flying back after the Gryffindor Seeker, Lily Potter. He intrigued to see that her gaze was not looking for the Snitch, but it was set on someone in the audience. He did not fail to notice that Lily winked at that certain someone as well. Bubbles of excitement braced his belly as hee followed her gaze and his eyes fell on a tall, skinny boy with untidy jet-black hair, a thin face, and glasses. The man's eyes widened with utter and complete horror as he gasped out loud, clutching on to his chest. He was beginning to realize, that at this age, he would not be able to handle any more surprises like that.

"Well, well, well," he whispered to himself. "It looks like my old friend has returned after all..." He gave an insane laugh that matched his smile and leaned down to crawl beneath the stadium bleachers. When he was safely hidden, he quickly looked at the staff, and thankfully no one saw him; they were all engrossed in the match which had a nail-biting close score. He breathed in relief and hid in the shadows underneath the bleachers so that no one would see his him. Finally loosening the grip on his wand, he pointed it at his target and muttered a few well selected words under his breath.

Eddie was flying in front of the goal posts, watching the game with the utmost concentration. Lily was above the rest of the team, her eyes squinting for any sign of the Golden Snitch and Malfoy was tailing her like a shadow. Robby was passing the Quaffle to Orion Kellberg, a third year, who passed it to Benjamin Thomas, a fifth year. Jasmine Yameh and Christian Jerffers, both seventh years and the Gryffindor Beaters were sending as many Buldgers as they could at the Slytherin team. But despite all of their concentration and hard wok, they were still losing by ten points.

Despite their losing, the Gryffindor team looked incredible; everyone was doing everything they possibly could to help win this game. Unfortunately, the Slytherin team had their own strategy; the Beaters were sending Bludgers at Eddie, who was trying to dodge them and stop the Quaffle at the same time. Crazy little Jasmine came to his side and starting hitting the Bludgers that were aimed at Eddie back towards the Slytherins, nearly knocking one off of their broom. It was several minutes before the crowd noticed Lily pull into another deep dive, except there was an urgent look on her face. She had seen the Snitch. Harry jumped to his feet, his fists waving about in the air, cheering her on.

Lily flew down the Pitch gracefully, doing cork screws and twirling on her broomstick as she dived for the Snitch. Harry stopped cheering for a moment to glare at her blurred figure; he knew she was only performing those maneuvers because she was trying to show off. But, despite her arrogance, he continued cheering and routing for her anyway.

"C'MON LILY!" shouted Danny Micrelle, jumping up and down, practically on top of Jairus and Asher.

"CATCH THE DAMN SNITCH, POTTER!" shouted Asher, practically clawing at his face and trying to push Danny off of him.

The Gryffindors cheered as a look of triumph appeared on Lily's face. She was going to catch the Snitch and Malfoy was nowhere near her. Just as she was about to wrap her fingers around the tiny golden ball, her broomstick slowed down and almost came to a complete halt. Nearly flying headfirst off of her Firebolt, she grabbed a hold of the handle for dear life. Harry's heart nearly stopped in his chest as she called out her name desperately. Lily's broom slowed down and started to jerk back and forth, up and down, spinning. It was as though Lily had lost complete control of her broomstick. Harry's heart had resumed beating; extremely hard and painfully against his ribcage.

Harry knew what was happening, and by the look of horror on his face, it was not a good thing. Everyone in the crowd was looking around in panic as Lily continued to be nearly thrown off of her broom, but her tight, fearful grip kept her on it. The look of horror and fear on her face was too much for Harry to handle.

"I have to help her," whispered Harry urgently as he pulled out his wand. Asher grabbed his arm, looking wide-eyed and fearful.

"No," said Asher warningly, "you'll only make it worse. That is why the teachers are not trying to stop it."

Harry immediately began searching the audience angrily and nervously. The reason why he knew what was happening because the same thing happened to him in his first year, on his very first Quidditch Match.

Someone was jinxing Lily's broom.

While Harry continued to scan the audience, he could not help but keep looking desperately at Lily. He kept his wand out, just in case she fell off, to try and slow her down before she hit the ground. But she was holding on to her broom with all of her strength and seemed to be trying to get it back under her control. But, the more she tried to regain control and the longer she held on the, the faster and harder the spins and jerks up and down were getting. Finally, the broom flipped upside down, causing Lily to nearly fly off,, but before she could fall, she grabbed on to the handle, dangling dangerously from her broomstick.

"HERMOINE, DO SOMETHING!" bellowed Harry towards the faculty stands. But, Hermione was unable to hear him. She looked as though she were about to cry from panic and Harry could tell from the look on her face that she was trying to think of a countercurse that would stop the broomstick and in no way, harm Lily.

"LILY!" Harry heard Mandy Micrelle scream from beside him.

Lily grabbed on to her broom tightly with her hands and swung her leg back over and Harry almost breathed again, but it was no use. The second that Lily managed to sit back on her broom, it went completely insane. Harry had now gone sickly pale looking and the only color in him were the sockets for his eyes and the line of his lips. Even his bright green eyes had gone pale. The faculty was not trying to throw counterjinxes in Lily's direction but it was no use; they all came to close to hitting her and Remus immediately demanded that they stop. Harry let out a frustrated loud yell and turned back to Lily.

"I'm coming, Lily!" a voice from the back of the pitch shouted.

Harry turned in the direction of the voice saw a broomstick speed towards Lily at the corner of his eye. Harry held his breath as Eddie pulled his broom close to Lily's and grabbed her hand. They both looked at each other and nodded, as though they were speaking with their minds.

With that, Lily slid off her broomstick, causing Harry and Mandy to scream in fear. But, Eddie had a tight grip on her wrist and she was dangling from his own broomstick, with her best friend holding on to her hand as tightly as he could. Eddie used every bit of strength that he could muster and pulled Lily up. When Lily was high enough, she swung her leg over so that she was sitting in front Eddie. When she was safe on the broom, he used his free hand and grabbed Lily protectively around the waist to make sure she did not fall. Lily was in such a state of panic that she did notice that Eddie kept his arm firmly around her.

The Firebolt immediately stopped jerking and spinning, and limply fell to the ground. It was at that precise moment that Eddie and Lily felt Eddie's broom give a slight jerk, and they looked at each other worriedly.

"They're going to jinx your boom next," whispered Lily fearfully. Eddie nodded in agreement. They both knew that they had to fly down to the ground immediately; so they did just that and sped towards the ground, jumping off the broom while it was six feet in the air, landing next to each other with a thud. Eddie's broom gave a slight jerk, but stopped and fell to the ground, just as Lily's had done.

There was a deadly silence for a moment. Then if it were there was an explosion; a sudden, loud applause came from all angles of the Quidditch Pitch. Asher was jumping up and down screaming to the point where Harry knew his voice would be hoarse later. Harry just stared at the small blonde haired girl, getting to her feet in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch, finally able to breathe again knowing that both of her feet were safely on the ground.

Robby immediately flew down to the ground before dashing towards her friends and sweeping Lily into a tight, friendly hug. Eddie just stood up and brushed off his robes before Robby grabbed a hold of his neck and pulled him into a tight hug also. Harry could not take it anymore and left the stands to head down to the field to make sure Lily was unscathed. Asher was hot on his heels.

Hermione followed Harry's example and came running down to the middle of the field. After hugging both Lily and Eddie, and making sure that they were alright, she grabbed Lily and Eddie's brooms and announced that all Quidditch matches would be postponed until further notice. The student body groaned and began filing out of the stands to walk back towards the castle. Harry and Asher, on the other hand, reached the field immediately dashed towards Lily, Eddie, Robby, and the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team who had all flown down to show their concern for their Seeker and Keeper.

"Lils, are you okay?" asked Asher, panting for breath from running so fast and hugging his friend tightly. Lily rolled her eyes, and grinned slightly, but nonetheless, returned the hug.

"I'm alive aren't I?" asked Lily with dry humor. She looked up at Harry who had his hands stuffed into the pockets of his robes. Despite her attempt to lighten the mood, he did not think the situation was funny at all and she could tell by the look on his face.

"I'm okay," she said firmly, opening her arms out to Harry. Harry sighed and nodded before embracing his daughter tightly. He knew that Lily did not like people fawning over her health, so he just looked at her in concern when they pulled out of the hug. Finally, with an embarrassed look on her face, Lily awkwardly turned to face Eddie while biting her lip rather hard.

"Thanks, Ed," she said embarrassedly. "I don't know what would have happened had you not been there." Eddie shrugged and gave his Ron-like lopsided grin. Harry could still not get over how much that grin resembled Ron's. It unnerved him.

"Hey, what are friends for?" asked Eddie. "To protect her when she is in danger, right?" Lily simply smiled. It was the truest smile Harry had ever seen on her face. He raised a confused eyebrow.

"What does that mean?" he asked curiously. However, Lily ignored him.

"C'mon, let's go inside," said Lily in a bored voice. "Hermione insists that I go to the hospital wing to make sure everything is okay. Asher nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, plus I'm starving."

"So, what else is new?" asked Robby sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. Harry, Lily, and Eddie all laughed as Asher shot daggers at Robby. Together, the five of them walked back to the castle in comfortable silence.

"Stupid weasel!" he snarled under his breath. "If he wasn't so in love with the brat, Potter would be dead by now! Surely, that fall would have killed her. My Master would have been so pleased…so very pleased…."

He crawled out from under the bleachers when all of the students and faculty had cleared out. He pocketed his wand and strolled back up the castle to make a surprise visit for the staff. As he walked towards the school, he could not help but wonder how the boy who resembled Harry Potter seemed completely and utterly distressed when young Lily Potter almost fell off of her broom and lost her life.

Please enjoy and review! Bunches of love! ~ Jitterbelle

Coming in Chapter 17 -- We find out who "He" is.