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. They 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 25- The Sueno Curse:
"Lily?" Harry gasped in a deathly whisper. Eddie was cradling her head in his hands, shouting her name furiously. Harry broke himself from his daze and dashed towards the pair of them. He searched Lily's face for any kind of reaction and he could not fail to notice how pale and sick she looked; even in sleep.
"There's something wrong with her," stated Harry as he checked her forehead and then her pulse, which was slower than normal. "What's wrong with her, Ed?" He hurriedly wiped the tear that suddenly formed in his eye. Eddie who looked completely desperate, shrugged.
"I have no idea," he whispered. "But I've got to get her to the hospital wing." As he said these words, Eddie had not taken his eyes off Lily's pale face. He muttered a charm to make Lily lightweight before slowly picking her up, cradling her as though she were the most fragile thing that could have graced the planet. Harry also got to his feet, looking at his daughter's lifeless form anxiously. Eddie started in the direction of the hospital wing, not taking eyes off the unconscious girl in his arms while Harry followed him.
"I'm coming with you," Harry said firmly. Eddie turned to look at him, looking slightly put out and annoyed.
"There's no reason-"
"I don't care what you say or if you feel it's your responsibility to take care of her" snapped Harry angrily, glaring at Eddie. "And I don't care about what issues you have with me; she's my future daughter, so therefore, right now, she is my responsibility. Not yours."
"I would agree with that statement if you hadn't been dead for the past three years," said Eddie coolly. Harry clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes. It was definitely a low blow.
"Because I know you care about her," started Harry in a slow, dangerous voice, "I'm going to let that comment slide. But, I am coming with you to the hospital wing; whether you like it or not. Is that understood?"
It was at the moment that Eddie finally understood why Harry became the well-known and feared wizard he would one day become. The look in his eyes was deadly and it intimated Eddie to no end. It intimidated and scared him so much that he put absolutely no argument when Harry began to follow him the hospital wing. The only phrase he was able to utter was a simple and discouraged, "Whatever." The two walked in silence; there was tension but they had the same goal; to get Lily safely to the hospital wing and to find out what was wrong with her.
When they entered the hospital wing the nurse, Madame Parks, did not look at all surprised to see them and greeted Eddie as though he were an old friend.
"Hello, Edward," said Madame Parks with a small, sweet smile on her face. Eddie groaned and muttered something that sounded like "Don't call me that." Madame Parks chose to ignore him and watched Lily carefully as Eddie placed her gently down on one of the beds.
"What happened to Miss Potter?" Madame Parks inquired softly as Eddie and Harry stood at the side of the bed, watching Lily anxiously. She was still very well unconscious and all color was drained out of her usual rosy cheeks. It did not ease their fears.
"We have no idea," said Harry honestly, and slightly desperately. "We didn't see what happened. We just found her like this just outside the entrance to Gryffindor Tower."
Madame Parks nodded in understanding and started doing some simple, basic tests on Lily; checking her forehead, her pulse, her breathing, and her heartbeat. Eddie was doing nothing except looking at Lily's face in concern. Harry, however, was watching Madame Parks; her eyes and her facial expressions would tell him everything about Lily's state. He never took his eyes off of her face and the concern for his future daughter began to swell dangerously in his chest because her eyes grew more confused and more urgent with every simple, little test. Harry was beginning to feel dizzy and it was at this time Harry realized he had been holding his breath. He inhaled deeply, but it was shaky, and dizziness immediately subsided.
Finally, noticing the frantic look in Madame Parks' dark eyes, Harry took a step close towards Lily's bed. His heart nearly stopped in his chest and fell into his stomach as she pulled out her wand and muttered, "Ennervate." Harry finally tore his eyes off of Madame Parks and looked down at Lily, expecting her emerald green eyes to open and to give both Harry and Eddie an immediate smart, sarcastic remark.
But that did not happen.
Nothing happened. Lily did not wake up.
Harry gave a hitched gasp and he looked back at Madame Parks with a panicked look in his own emerald depths. His desperation and urgency did not cease when he noticed that Madame parks went sickly pale and her eyes widened.
"Oh Merlin," she whispered to herself. She must have not realized she had said this out loud because Harry and Eddie immediately began bombarding her with questions in regards to Lily's health and state. There was no denying the nervous looks they each had on their faces and in their voices.
"What, Madam Parks?" asked Eddie slowly, as though afraid to receive an answer. "Is Lily okay?"
"There's something wrong isn't there?" asked Harry urgently. Madame Parks just shook her head and opened her mouth, as though she wanted to something.
"What's wrong?" Harry and Eddie asked in unison, though Eddie sounded more frustrated than Harry, who sounded almost desperate. But, Madame Parks did not answer. She opened her mouth again, and then closed it. Harry was reminded of a fish out of water.
"Boys, you should leave immediately," said Madame Parks as she jerked out of her trance and quickly dabbed her sweaty face with her nurse apron. Without even looking at them, she dashed back into her close and closed the door behind her. Harry and Eddie each gave each other a look that told the other that he was not going anywhere. They remained right where they were. Eddie crouched down next to Lily's bed and began stroking her hair. Harry was staring with narrowed eyes at Madame Parks' office. It was only a few moments before she came dashing in with a large tray filled with medicines and steaming goblets of potions; she made no comment on how Harry and Eddie disobeyed her about leaving. Her only concern right now seemed to be reviving Lily. After resting the tray on the table beside Lily's bed, she began muttering incantations, trying to revive Lily. When that did not work, she started dropping all of the medicines and potions down Lily's throat, still hoping to revive her. After each test; incantation, medicine failed, the nurse got paler and had more urgency and concern in her dark eyes. After Madame Parks had the unconscious Lily swallow the last frothy goblet of potion, she became paler than a sick ghost.
"Edward…" Finally acknowledging the boys' presence, Madame Parks was whispering in a deathly, worried voice. Both Harry and Eddie looked at her wide-eyed. "Please, go get your mother and Professor Lupin and bring them here immediately."
Without another word, Harry and Eddie bolted out of the hospital wing and both ran as fast as their skinny (and freckly and knobby legs) could carry them to Hermione's office. When they reached the gargoyle, both were completely out of breath, but were somehow still pale.
"Bubble gum!" shouted Eddie urgently at the gargoyle. "The password is 'Bubble gum!'" The two raced up the twirling staircase and to the door and Eddie practically knocked it off the hinges as he smashed it open. Harry was close on his heels and he heard two familiar voices that could not be mistaken; it was Snape and Hermione.
"What you're trying to tell me, Severus, is that there is no potion or spell in existence that can send him back to his time?" asked Hermione. Her voice was concerned, but he definitely could hear an edge to it.
"I've thoroughly researched it, Hermione, and that is precisely what I am trying to tell you," said Snape's oily voice, sounding slightly impatient.
"I…I don't believe you…there has to be something!"
"I assure you there is not," said Snape with a frustrated sigh. "Why would I lie about something like this? There is already one Potter that roams the corridors of this school. Surely you could not think that I would want a second one joining her."
"You hate him," snapped Hermione. Harry could tell by the sound of her voice that she was close to tears. "That's why you're lying; because you hate him. And it's just because he happens to be the son of your archenemy. That's not his fault you know! Harry may be his father's son, but he's not James Potter!"
"I am fully aware of who he is and whose son he is," snapped Snape bitterly. "I may be old, Hermione, but I'm not that old."
"You owe it to James Potter," said Hermione, almost breathlessly. "You owe him. He saved your life, remember?"
"Yes, so he did," said Snape coolly. "But, if you recall, I repaid my debt in Harry's first year. He did not fall off of that broomstick." Harry could almost hear Hermione rolling her eyes.
"If you'll forgive me, Severus, but saving Harry from falling off a broomstick is nothing compared to putting yourself in front of a werewolf to save your archenemy from being bitten," said Hermione, just as coolly. "He needs to go back to his time! If you don't come up with a potion or spell I'll make sure you can never get a job in the country again!" Snape gave a frustrated sigh.
"Regardless, Mrs. Weasley, I'm trying to explain to you that there is no potion or spell that concerns time trav – oh hello Weasley, Po-I mean Evans," Snape said as his lip snarled, finally just noticing Eddie and Harry standing in the doorway. He did not look at all happy to see either of them.
"Mum," whispered Eddie urgently. "You and Remus have got to get to the hospital wing right now. Lily was attacked and there's something wrong with her. Madame Parks doesn't seem to know what it is and-" Eddie did not have to say anymore; Hermione's eyes had widened and she dashed out of her office, forgetting all about Snape and the conversation that they had been having. She just ran straight to the hospital wing in a very un-Hermione like way for neither Harry nor Eddie had ever seen her run that fast.
"Mallorie?" called out Hermione as she burst through the door of the hospital wing with Harry and Eddie hot on her heels. Madame Parks was still standing over Lily's bed except now she had tears swimming in her eyes and her hands covering her mouth, as though she dare not speak the dangerous words. Hermione's faced dropped. "What's wrong with her?"
Madame Parks eyed Harry and Eddie and ushered Hermione towards her before finally taking her hands away from her mouth and whispering the dreaded words into Hermione's ear. Harry and Eddie looked at each other and saw that panic reflected in each of their eyes. They looked back at the two adults and slowly, very slowly, as Hermione absorbed the information that Madame Parks was telling her, tears began to swim in her own chestnut eyes. She pulled away and looked at the young nurse standing before her.
"You're sure?"
Without a word, Madame Parks nodded.
"Eddie, Harry," croaked Hermione, as though she were warning them. She never broke eye contact with Madame Parks. "I need you to go and find Remus and bring him here immediately."
"But…mum…"
"NOW! HURRY!"
Harry and Eddie both jumped, but no longer hesitated. They ran with all of their might towards Remus's office and classroom and just barged in without knocking in while he was teaching a class of second years.
"Harry, Ed!" he said sternly, slightly angry. "I'm teaching a – what's the matter?" He must have noticed the horrified looks on their faces because his mood changed with the snap of a finger."
"Lily," Harry panted for much needed breaths after all the running he had been doing in the last few minutes. "Lily – hospital wing – something wrong –" Remus's eyes widened; Harry had never seen that look in his eyes before. Before Harry could comprehend what was happening, he had run past them, out of the classroom, not even giving the students an explanation, and towards the hospital wing. Harry could hear the excited chatter from the students but said nothing as he and Eddie followed Remus.
"Hermione? Mallorie? What's wrong? What happened to Lily?" asked Remus as he panted for breath.
Harry and Eddie came running in right behind him, also panting. They had been running so much that Eddie's knees and legs had started to shake. Hermione had tears in her eyes, and was clutching on to Lily's hand tightly, as though holding for dear life. Madame Parks was pale and sickly looking. There was no denying that something was seriously wrong and Harry could feel his heart pounding so hard against his chest that it was becoming painful; he found it painful to even breathe.
"Oh, Remus," whispered Hermione as she buried her face in her hands. Remus strode over to her and grasped her gently be her upper arms, trying to look into her face but Hermione just continued to sob hysterically.
"Hermione?" asked Harry in a soft whisper; so soft that he was sure that no one except Eddie heard it.
"Remus…" repeated Hermione, desperately trying to get the words out. But Remus did not pressure her; he was always patient. He stood there silently and waited for her to calm down and to continue. When Hermione finally found her voice she tearfully looked into Remus' tired, old eyes and whispered, "She was hit with the Sueno Curse."
At those words, Madame Parks gave a dry sob, as Remus stumbled backwards, immediately going pale. He immediately stumbled over to the nearest trash can, grabbed it, put his face in it, and by the sound effects, Harry knew that he was getting sick. Beside him, Eddie had gasped and began fumbling over his own words, swearing in between them.
"The Sueno…no - she can't – mum…I…" Eddie stuttered and was looking at his mother with a pleading look in his light brown eyes. Hermione looked at her son, with such a look that Harry could not describe. He watched as Hermione walked over to him and pulled her son into a tight hug and buried her face in his fiery red hair as she began to sob. Eddie could barely return the hug for he looked like he was in some kind of trance. Harry felt his throat immediately become dry and his hands began to shake; it felt as though he had no stomach or chest at all.
"What's wrong with Lily?" whispered Harry, part of him not truly wanting to know the horrific answer that was bound to be given; otherwise everyone would not be acting this way. "What's the Sueno Curse?"
Hermione, finally realizing that Harry was in the room, lifted her face from Eddie's hair, but not letting him go out of her embrace. She clutched on to her son as though her life depended on it and wer eyes were filled with grief, sorrow, and concern. She looked at Harry with a look of sympathy and pain. She said nothing, but sighed and continued to allow the tears to flow down her face.
"Oh Harry," she whispered, shaking her head. "We…we need to talk." She looked around the room, hoping to have Remus help her in this situation. But to no avail; Madame Parks was currently guiding the sick Remus to one of the beds as he continued to breathe heavily, clutching at the trash can as he continued to be sick. Hermione sighed.
"We'll have to go to my office," she said somberly.
"Hermione," started his Harry, his voice so dry that he could hardly believe that he was able to even speak. He could feel his voice trembling. "What's going on?"
"Mallorie?" Hermione called out towards Madame Parks, ignoring Harry's question. "Will you please take care of Ed and Remus for me? I need to talk to Harry about this matter privately."
Madame Parks looked bewildered over needing to discuss Lily's state with a student privately, but she did not say or inquire about it. Instead, not really being able to speak, she simply nodded with tears in her eyes. She gently walked over to Hermione and pulled the stunned and distressed Eddie out of her embrace before taking him into her own arms so that she may comfort him. Not being able to see her son in such distress, Hermione grabbed Harry's arm gently, before he could say anymore, and dragged him out of the hospital wing and to her private office. It was the most silent walk down the corridor that Harry had ever encountered. He knew that she would not saying anything until they were confined behind closed doors.
When they finally safe behind the closed of the gargoyle, Harry immediately whipped around and stared directly into Hermione's tear streaked eyes.
"Hermione," started Harry firmly, trying to make sure his voice did not shake, "what's going on?" But, Hermione did not say anything. She was looking at Harry as though she pitied him and maybe she did at the moment. But right now, Harry did not pity or sympathy; he needed answers; he desperately needed to know what was wrong with Lily.
"Herm?" asked Harry, his voice far softer. It was this gentle tone of his voice that made Hermione burst out into tears and she sobbed into her hands again; her shoulders shaking violently. Harry did not know what to do; he wanted to go over and comfort his best friend but it seemed as though his feet were rooted to the spot where he stood. He gulped nervously and he felt both his heartbeat and his breath quicken with absolute panic.
"Harry, Lily was hit with the Sueno Curse," explained Hermione through her sobs. Harry, feeling frustrated with the repeated information, rolled his eyes impatiently.
"You've already said that," muttered Harry impatiently. "But you're not telling me what it is. What is the Sueno Curse?"
"It's a sleeping curse," said Hermione simply, wiping her eyes hurriedly. Harry nodded, to show that he was listening. "It's a very complex spell. When a witch or wizard is placed under the Sueno Curse, he or she will into somewhat like a Muggle coma."
"That's it?" asked Harry, raising and eyebrow. "Surely, Ennervate would have worked on a coma."
"It would have," said Hermione reaffirming. "But, the Sueno Curse is much more complex than a Muggle coma; hence why it would not work. It may only look like a coma, but the witch or wizard placed under the spell feel so much more. The Sueno Curse puts the witch or wizard into such a deep sleep that their memory is slowly erased."
"I don't understand, Hermione," said Harry. "How can someone's memory be erased?"
"Since the person under the spell whose memory is getting erased, the mind becomes younger and younger," explained Hermione, her voice shaking again. "Right now, in Lily mentally could be ten or eleven years old. And the spell will continue to her erase her memories until she gets so young that it seems she was never born and the brain slowly stops working all together."
Hermione took a deep breath and started to let the tears fall down her face again. She was now hugging herself, rocking back and forth on her heels. Harry had never seen her look so devastated. After all, this was her best friend's daughter whose life was on the line. Not to mention the person was also her own goddaughter; the same goddaughter whom she swore to herself and to the older Harry that she would protect and to keep safe under her watchful eye at Hogwarts. Hermione felt as though she had broken that promise and that she had let her deceased friend down. What made matters even worse was that, that deceased best friend; he was standing right in front of her, except he was only fifteen years old.
"What…What happens when the brain stops working?" Harry asked his voice and breathing both shaking, for he already knew the dreaded answer. But, he had to be sure; he had to hear it from Hermione first.
"Harry, you were raised by Muggles. What happens when the brain of a Muggle stops working all together?" asked Hermione softly. She knew that this was not the best way to go about answering Harry's question but she could not bring herself to say the horrible truth; that dreaded answer.
"They…they die..."
Harry's stomach was now moving around as though there were a colony of snakes and spiders living inside of it. The breath that had quickened earlier had now stopped all together and hot tears began stinging his eyes as an array of emotions began swelling in his chest; panic, absolute devastation, anger, and hate; hate towards the person who put Lily under the curse. Hermione was watching Harry cautiously through tear filled eyes.
"How…" a lump had appeared in the back of Harry's throat and he found it extremely difficult to speak. "How…How long does it take before the mind stops working all together and the person...dies?"
"About a day…twenty-four hours," said Hermione in a short whisper, looking at him square in the eye. Harry felt the air in his chest swell up and the hate in his chest grew stronger as he held his breath in fear for Lily's life. He was beginning to feel dizzy, and not because of his lack of breath.
"Is there a cure?" asked Harry timidly, though once again, he already knew the answer. He closed his eyes, as though he were in pain, and quickly wiped the tears that had leaked on when he had closed them. The array of emotions in chest continued to swell and Harry felt like he was going to explode. But, to his immense surprise, Hermione answered"
"Yes, there is a cure," she whispered. "A potion; called Suenolion." Harry's chest immediately began to deflate and he almost let out a relieved laugh.
"So, what are we waiting for?" he half shouted with glee. "Why is everyone getting so upset over this? Let's go get Snape so he can brew it. Lily will be just fine!"
To his immense surprise, Hermione did not look relieved or gleeful. Quite the contrary she put her hands in her face and began sobbing again. Harry raised a confused eyebrow but for a moment, did not say anything. He listened to the words between her sobs; "Harry, I wish it were that simple…"
"It is that simple, Hermione," shouted Harry, his impatience and temper getting the better of him. "I don't care if Snape hates the Potters! It is his duty as a Potions Master, as a professor at this school, and as a bloody human being to make that potion for Lily. I don't care if you have to put the Imperious Curse on him!" Harry had lost all calmness and patience and was screaming. His face was read and his eyes were flashing dangerously. Who could blame him? Lily's life was on the line here, and as her future father, it was only natural that he completely panicked.
"Harry, I wish it were that simple, but it isn't," said Hermione, wiping the tears off of her face and looking at Harry rather firmly, trying to get his attention. "It is not a matter of getting Snape to brew the potion; he undoubtedly will."
"Then, what's the problem?" Harry bellowed, throwing his hands up in the air in complete and utter frustration.
"Harry, there is an ingredient that is needed in the potion that I doubt we will be able to get," said Hermione, running her trembling hands through her bushy brown locks. "Without this ingredient, the potion would be completely useless to Lily."
"What's the ingredient?" asked Harry slowly.
"In order to save Lily, we need the blood of the person who cast the spell on her," whispered Hermione; as though she could not bear to hear it. There was a moment of a deafening, sickening silence as Harry let the information sink into his skull.
"WHAT?" roared Harry in a worried tone, his voice shaking. "Bloody hell, Hermione, that's impossible. We don't even know who cast the spell and even if we did, I'm sure they would not give over their blood willingly!"
"I know, Harry, I know."
"So, what are you trying to tell me Hermione?" asked Harry, no longer able to keep the swelling in chest to rise any further. The emotions were not exploding in the form of tears sliding down Harry's cheeks.
"Harry-"
"That there is nothing we can do? That we can only sit back and watch her…" he stopped; he could not continue the sentence. Hermione strode over to him and placed her hands on each of his shoulders so that he was looking at her straight on.
"Harry, we have twenty-four hours to find out who cast her spell on her and get their blood," said Hermione, looking at her best friend's eyes, "otherwise Lily is going to die…"
A note from the Jitterbelle. I know some of you may think that Sueno is a weird name for a deadly curse...but sueno does mean sleepy in Spanish. I don't know any Latin so I just used Spanish. Please read, review, and enjoy!
Coming in Chapter 26 – A short, sweet moment between Eddie and Lily in the hospital wing…a bit fluffy…