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 27- A Duel:

Harry's emerald green eyes that were so much like Lily's were staring at Eddie in a way that he could not describe. There was no emotion in those emerald depths; Harry's face was completely impassive. Eddie on the other hand, knew that he was extremely flushed; so flushed that he could feel the heat radiating off of himself. The two boys just stared eat each other from opposite sides of the hospital wing; speechless and awkward.

"H-Harry?"

"Eddie…"

"How long have you been standing there?" asked Eddie nervously. His hands were shaking and he could almost feel the steam coming out of his ears from embarrassment. Harry continued to just stare at him with an indifferent, unemotional look in his eyes and his jaw was set and firm. Eddie gulped.

"Long enough," said Harry simply. Even his voice had no emotion to it.

"Harry…"

"Stop," said Harry as he put up his hand. Eddie stopped; shocked at the sudden firmness of his voice. "Just stop. I saw what you did."

"I didn't do anything," said Eddie, looking down at his feet as they shuffled awkwardly.

"How could you stand there and say that you didn't do anything?" said Harry in a stern, slightly angry voice. "My daughter lays there dying and you have the nerve to take advantage of the situation and ki-?"

"Harry, I'm not going to argue with you," said Eddie, shaking his head. "I can't believe you'd say that about me? If you've been standing there the whole time, then you know how I feel about her. I could never take advantage of her or the situation. Yes, I kissed Lily…but it's because I'm crazy about her; not because I'm taking advantage of anything. You know that."

"Eddie, this is not the appropriate-"

"Harry, I'm going to say this as respectfully as possible," said Eddie, looking at his future godfather square in the eye, growing slightly irritated and impatient at Harry's comment and insinuations. "No matter whom you are, Lily's father or not, you can't stop my feelings for her. They'll never stop growing; even after she's…gone. And besides, it wasn't like it was a real kiss or anything. She's not awake to kiss back or realize what's happening. Now, if you don't mind, I want to be alone…far away from all of this."

With those words, Eddie strode across the hospital wing, brushed past Harry roughly as he went past the doorway and stormed down the corridor. When he was out of eyesight, Eddie let out a dry sob and started running as hard as he could. He just kept running and running, sprinting, trying to let out all of his emotions through the pounding of his feet against the stone floor, leaving a very astonished Harry behind.

Eddie had no idea where or why he was running. He just kept running as hard as he could with tears of grief streaming down his face. Eddie could not believe that he was going to lose his best friend, the girl he had grown to care about more than anything in the world in less than twenty-four hours; that is, if they did not find out who put that curse on her by then. Eddie was so consumed over these dreadful thoughts that he had stop running and lean against the cold, stone walls of the corridor, letting grief consume him as he desperately tried to catch his breath; from both the running and the crying.

"Well, hey there, Weasley," came a cold, drawling voice from down the corridor. Eddie's breath hitched in his throat as he looked up startled, and quickly dried his eyes. When he saw at who made the comment, his fists began to clench into small balls of fury and his face began to construe with fury, getting red, not with embarrassment, but with anger.

"What in the bloody hell do you want, Malfoy?" snarled Eddie, his voice dripping with venom. He turned around and came face to face with Daris Malfoy and Christof Nott. "Make the insults quick and sod off because I'm not in the mood." To his discomfort and disgust, both Slytherin boys had smug looks on their faces, too smug. Eddie raised a suspicious eyebrow, but said nothing.

"There's no need to be so rude," said Nott in mock offense.

"Yeah," started Malfoy coolly, "especially since we were just being curious to how Potter is doing. She wasn't in classes today."

"Frankly, we were worried," said Nott, pretending to look concerned. Malfoy and Nott both laughed evilly, sending shivers down Eddie's spine.

"You shut your bloody mouth, Malfoy," snarled Eddie dangerously. His hand plunged into the pocket of his robes and began fiddling with handle of his wand.

"Manners is not your best quality, is it Weasley?" said Nott, laughing and crossing his arms across his chest. "Once again, we were just inquiring about Potter's well-being. Hasn't she been in the hospital wing all morning?"

"Actually, Nott, rumor has it that she felt a bit…sueno and needed to take a nice, long nap," sneered Malfoy. Eddie's eyes widened with fury and it felt as though someone had made a tight fist around his heart and chest. "It's such a shame. Any idea of when she will be waking up, Nott?"

"Not anytime soon," said Nott.

Eddie could not take anymore. Forgetting about wands, forgetting about magic, Eddie stormed towards Malfoy with raised his fists. Seeing red and without comprehending what he was actually doing, Eddie grabbed Malfoy by the collar of his shirt and robes, and practically threw him against the wall.

"You did it," growled Eddie dangerously; his voice practically hissing and breathing hard into Malfoy's face. Malfoy and Nott, who was so shocked at what Eddie had done, had not put up a fight but stared at the red-headed boy wide-eyed. "You put Lily under the Sueno Curse." Malfoy finally got his bearings together and pushed Eddie off of him, causing Eddie to stumble backwards. It was at this time he pulled out his wand and twirled it in his fingers, glaring daggers at Malfoy. Malfoy eyed his wand warily and grinned in a very disturbing way; almost like he was insane.

"And if I did," started Malfoy coolly, "what can you do about it, Weasley?"

Eddie pointed his wand directly at Malfoy's throat and hissed; "I'll kill you." At this, both Malfoy and Nott just threw their heads back and laughed.

"First off Weasley, you don't have the stomach to kill anyone," said Nott casually, smirking at Eddie's expense. Eddie ignored him, not taking his seething eyes off of Malfoy's cold, pointed face.

"Second, the only way to wake Potter up is to get ahold of my blood," claimed Malfoy, smirking at the anger that burned in Eddie's normally warm, chestnut eyes. "I would not be much to her if I were dead, now would I, Weasley?"

"You don't need to be alive to bleed like a stuck pig, Malfoy," snarled Eddie through his teeth. "Don't test me when it comes to Lily's well-being."

Malfoy ignored Eddie's last comment; "And even if I did place the Sueno Curse on her, and you needed my blood, obviously I'm not going to stab myself and a vile full of it willingly, would I?"

"I'm warning you, Malfoy…"

"Warning him? What can you do Weasley?" Nott asked throwing his head back and laughing, followed by Malfoy. "It's Malfoy's blood that you want; so he'll be the one calling the shots, won't he?"

At these words, realizing that they were right, Eddie lost all self-control and grew desperate to save Lily's life. He glared at Malfoy before throwing his wand to the floor and leaped at him, pushing him against the stone wall and tackling him to the floor.

Nott was so astonished by Eddie's stupid actions, that he really could not manage to do anything except stand there, holding his bag with his mouth hanging open in shock; staring at the sight before him. Eddie was on top of Malfoy, straddling him, yelling profanities, and punching every part of Malfoy that he could reach. Malfoy was screaming in pain and fear; yelling for anyone to come and help him, including Nott.

Eddie did not care how much he got hurt in return, as Malfoy was putting up a tremendous fight, swinging back at Eddie. It did not matter; Eddie just had to hurt the Slytherin as much as he could; until Malfoy felt the pain that was tugging at his heart over the thought of losing Lily forever. In Eddie's mind, this piece of scum had hurt Lily and he just wanted to hurt Malfoy as badly as he could in return.

Eddie felt his fist collide with the side of Malfoy's face and ribs many times over. He was justt so blinded with rage and hatred that he was not entirely sure of what he was doing anymore. His mind was screaming; his only goal was to hurt Malfoy and his eyes were just seeing red. Over his own yells and screams of anger, he could still hear Malfoy's cries for help; from anyone. They were both screaming so loud and Nott was such in a state of shock that none of the three boys noticed another boy approach. He stopped dead at the scene, stared wide-eyed at it for a moment, before regaining his senses.

"Eddie?" the boy shouted, dashing forward. But, Eddie did not notice. All he felt was someone grabbing hold of his violent swinging arms and struggling to pull him off of the sobbing Malfoy. "Eddie!" the voice said more firmly. But, Eddie took no heed in this person's voice and tried to break free of his grip so to attack Malfoy again. He was completely inconsolable.

"LET GO OF ME!" roared Eddie as he struggled frantically against this random person's hold on him. Nott had gotten back to his senses was now helping a defeated and embarrassed looking Malfoy to his sheet. "I'LL KILL HIM! I'LL KILL THIS BAST-"

"Eddie, stop this! What are you doing? What the bloody hell has gotten into you?"

"THIS BLOOD SUCKING SLYTHERIN HURT LILY!" Eddie roared, continuing to try and fight off whoever was holding him back. Even while looking at Malfoy, he was still filled with rage and seething with anger. Even after he had been pulled back, he still wanted to hurt Malfoy so that he felt as bad as Eddie felt; he wanted Malfoy to feel as much pain as he was feeling knowing that his best friend was drying because of him. "THIS DEATH EATER WANNA-BE SCUM PUT LILY UNDER THE SUENO CURSE!"

As those words flew out of his mouth and into the bellowing air around them, Eddie took a deep breath and immediately lost all of his resolve. He broke down in his captor's arms and started shaking madly. It was if as though saying those words had released some kind of poison out of his body; and now that it was gone, he could think and breathe again. It was a good thing that his fight ended here, as the person had slackened their grip on him.

"What?" the voice said in a soft, deathly whisper. Eddie stiffened and looked behind him; and realizing he had made a huge mistake by releasing that poison. It was Harry.

Harry was looking at Malfoy in a way that actually frightened Eddie. He could not pinpoint the look in Harry's eyes; but like before, he looked just as impassive as he had in the hospital wing. Except his eyes; there was a burning emerald fire blazing in them. If looks could kill, Malfoy would have been in a lot more pain than just a physical beating from Eddie.

"Are you sure, Ed?" asked Harry in a whisper; a whisper so low that Eddie was surprised that he heard it. Harry never took his eyes off of Malfoy for a second, even though he was speaking to Eddie. Eddie took a deep, shaking breath.

"Yes," said Eddie, nodding. "He has good as told me."

That was all the confirmation that Harry needed. Without another word, he started forwards Malfoy, with his fists clenched. He looked just as Eddie had felt only moments ago and looked as though he was also going to pound Malfoy to a bloody pulp.

"Harry, no!"

Eddie jumped up and grabbed the back of Harry's robes in attempt to stop him from beating Malfoy. But, that did not stop him from narrowing his eyes at the two slimy Slytherins. There was only one thing left to do.

"It's no use, Harry," whispered Eddie, with a snarl in his voice that only Harry could hear. He knew that there was only one thing to do. "He won't give up his blood; we'll have to fight for it." These words seemed to make Harry stop fighting and to listen.

"And I'm going to be the one to do it," whispered Eddie. Harry finally tore his gaze away from Malfoy and looked at his future godson wide-eyed; horrified.

"No!"

"You don't have a say," snapped Eddie. He pulled his wand out the pocket of his roibes and pointed it straight at Harry, "Petrificus Totalus!" Harry immediately froze and fell to the ground like a board. Eddie twirled his wand skillfully, clearing inheriting his dueling skills from his mother, and pointed it straight at Nott before shouting the same incantation. Nott also stiffened and fell to the ground with a loud PLANK!

"What the bloody hell are you doing, Weasley?" bellowed Malfoy as he pulled out his wand, ready to defend himself against Eddie. Eddie was too busy taking Harry and Nott's wands and throwing them aside; out of their grasps.

"This is between us, Malfoy," said Eddie angrily as he levitated Harry and Nott and placed them in separate classrooms, locking the doors from the outside. When they were both locked inside the classrooms, Eddie muttered, "Finite!" and he could hear both Harry and Nott bellowing from the other side of the doors. "It's between us," Eddie repeated, "and I want it to stay that way."

"What are you getting at, Weasley?" asked Malfoy suspiciously, raising an eyebrow, his wand still pointed at Eddie.

"I want your blood," said Eddie casually, as though he were merely having a polite conversation. "And I'm willing to fight you to get it."

"The Dark Lord will be most displeased if Lily Potter manages to revive because I could not duel a weasel," sneered Malfoy. "On the other hand, can you imagine the opportunities that will occur if I brought you to him?"

"So that settles it," said Eddie, getting his wand at the ready. "We duel, Malfoy. If I win, you give Lily your blood. If you win, you get me."

"EDDIE, STOP!" shouted Harry's voice from the other side of the door of the classroom as he pounded his fists against it furiously. "STOP NOW! THIS IS MY JOB!"

"Shove it, Harry," snapped Eddie, his back towards the door of the classroom. "This is between me and Malfoy!" If Harry screamed anything else, Eddie did not hear him. He was too busy narrowing his eyes at Malfoy and holding his wand at the ready; ready to duel Malfoy for Lily's life. The pair of them bowed to each other, not taking their eyes off of the other. And the duel began. Malfoy raised his wand and pointed it at Eddie.

"Flecuia!"

Eddie's widened in horror at the deadly curse thrown at him and he realized that Malfoy truly meant business. Thanks to his Quidditch reflexes and avoiding curses and hexes that Lily had thrown at him over the years, he was able to avoid the curse that Malfoy fired. He felt the curse blow and shoot above his head and hit the wall hard; forming a crack in the stone. Glaring at Malfoy, Eddie thought of Lily and his temper flying, he threw an equally horrific curse back at Malfoy. In all of his life, Eddie had never felt so much rage and power coursing through his hot-blooded veins. He wanted to blast Malfoy in a million, bloody, disgusting pieces more than anything he had ever wanted to before right now; and that included being with Lily. All he could think of was Lily lying in that hospital bed, her life slowly slipping away from her…and from him. It only made him fight that much harder and he knew that he would fight Malfoy, even kill him if it was necessary. It did not matter if he would be expelled and sent to a lifetime in Azkaban; all that matter in Eddie's mind was Lily's safety.

They dueled for what seemed hours, even though it was only a few minutes or so. It was only after several hexes and curses that Malfoy had a black eye that was not only black and blue, but swirling in colors of green, yellow, and purple. He also had painfully looking boils covering his hands, arms, legs, and feet. Eddie, on the other hand, had a fat lip and was itching like crazy from the Itching Charm that Malfoy had casted on him just moments ago. But, he could not let the itching stop him; he had to save Lily.

"Crucio!" sneered Malfoy, pointing his wand at Eddie. Eddie shouted in fear and dodged the curse.

Harry must have heard the Cruciatus Curse that Malfoy had thrown at Eddie and pounded on the door even hard.

"EDDIE STOP!" roared Harry. The bangs were now so loud and so spaced that Eddie could have sworn that Harry was now throwing his body against the door. "HE'LL KILL YOU, ED! JUST STOP! I NEED TO PROTECT LILY AND YOU! STOP, NOW!"

"GET HIM, DARIS!" shouted Nott. "USE THE KILLING CURSE! GET HIM!"

Both Eddie and Malfoy completely ignored Harry and Nott's shouts from behind the doorways, knowing that if they acknowledged them, their concentration would be lost and they would lose the duel. Both of their faces were dirty, beat up, bruised, and sweaty; in short they looked absolutely beat-up and awful.

"Expelliarmus!" bellowed Malfoy, hitting Eddie square on the arm. Eddie's wand flew out of his hand towards Malfoy. Laughing evilly, almost cackling, Malfoy caught the wand in his hand. "I got you, Weasley. Looks like I'll be taking you to the Dark Lord, after all."

"EDDIE!" shouted Harry's voice.

Panicking, Eddie, could not bear losing the duel; could not bear the thought of Lily dying and then having to face Lord Voldemort. So, he decided that all wands aside, he had to take matters into his own hands. Without really thinking, as he had done before, Eddie leaped at Malfoy, startling him, and punched him hard, square on the nose. Malfoy stumbled backwards, shouting in agony, into the wall and on to the floor. Eddie had punched him so hard that he also stumbled forward, almost collapsing on top of Malfoy. When they landed on the stone cold floor with a grunt, Eddie looked up to see that Malfoy's nose started bleed heavily.

Eddie's eyes widened at the sudden opportunity. Ignoring Harry and Nott's shouts through the doorways of the different classrooms, he had a sudden idea. He quickly scrambled off of Malfoy as he struggled to pull his wand out of his hand.

"GET OFF ME, WEASEL!" shouted Malfoy as he fought hard against Eddie. As they continued to fight for Malfoy's wand, Eddie somehow managed to knock his wand out of his hand. They looked at it for a moment as it slid down the floor of the corridor, then looked at each other quickly before they both began crawling on their hands and knees, and scrambled to get it. Eddie elbowed Malfoy in the eye as Malfoy kicked him in the ribs. Both boys grunted in pain as they struggled for the wand. Each boy knew that whoever reached Malfoy's wand would win the duel.

Thanks to his advantage of being bigger than Malfoy, Eddie grabbed a hold of it and turned around quickly. Malfoy was barely inches away with a look of pure evil and hatred written all over his features.

"STUPEFY!" shouted Eddie, pointing Malfoy's wand directly at him, lying on the floor, his elbow supporting his weight. Malfoy was quite literally blown away from and slammed against the opposite wall. He hit it with a sickening crunch, causing Eddie to flinch, and Malfoy fell to the floor unconscious.

When he hit the floor, Eddie closed his eyes and let out a huge sigh of relief; as though he had been holding his breath throughout the entire duel. His bones crunching, Eddie slowly stood up, ignoring how his muscles screamed in protest at the movement and the physical agony that came with it. Harry and Nott were still banging on the doors and screaming from behind them, but Eddie continued to ignore them; he had a job to do. He had to save Lily.

With the thought of Lily crashing into his mind, Eddie transfigured one of the small rocks that had fallen on to the floor from one of their many missed hexes or curses, into a small vial. When the vial was safe in his hands, he limped towards Malfoy and smiled as he held the bottle to Malfoy's nose. It was only after a few healthy drops of blood fell into the vial. When there was a good amount, Eddie transfigured another rock into a cap, twisted the cap on to the vial, dropped Malfoy's wand and grabbed his own before running to find Hermione.

As he ran, he could not help but think, 'I won; I won a duel against Daris Malfoy.' But, most importantly he had Malfoy's blood for the potion that would save Lily against the Sueno Curse.

'Lily is going to be okay,' thought Eddie and that very thought made him feel lighter than a feather; like he could fly without any sort of broomstick, thestral, or hippogriff. All he could do was beam to himself as he ran. Eddie ran as fast as he could, despite the excruciating pains in his body, towards his mother's office.

After all, they didn't have much time…

A note from the Jitterblle. This chapter, while still not my best chapter, has been revised. I hope you enjoy and please don't forget to review; I do truly appreciate them!

Coming in Chapter 27 – Ron confronts Eddie about who placed the Sueno Curse on Lily…