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 30 - The Crow and the Mockingbirds:
Lily held her breath as Harry and Sirius just stared at each other for what seemed like centuries. The room was silent to the point where she could hear herself breathing heavily; out of nerves or fear? Lily really did not know. It was beyond unnerving to her and she silently prayed that someone…one of them…would say something…anything! Unable to take it anymore as Harry took a step into the hospital wing, and staring at Sirius' impassive face, Lily could not do anything except look at her hands and fidget with her fingers.
"S-Sirius?" Harry's voice gasped. Lily looked up at him and saw that his eyes were dancing with delight and happiness. He was simply nothing short of ecstatic over seeing Sirius for the first time since he arrived. Lily could tell just by the look in Harry's eyes that he loved his godfather just as much as she did. She chanced a look at Sirius and cringed at the blank look on his face, reflecting in his ice blue eyes. Lily, like Harry, just continued to stare into the elder man's face.
After for what seemed like forever, Sirius finally whispered, "Harry?" At those words, Harry's emerald depths lightened up instantly.
"Yeah, yeah it's me."
"Padfoot," whispered Lily, as she grasped his hand tightly, almost as though she were warning him…or comforting him. "You already met him, but I feel it'd be proper to introduce you to your godson at fifteen years old…Harry Potter." Sirius nodded, acknowledging Lily's words, slowly stood up and walked slowly towards Harry. Harry looked at him curiously. It was obvious that he had been expecting a more happy reaction from Sirius when finally confronting him. Now, he just looked at his godfather with naïve and wondrous eyes, wondering what he might do.
They were almost chest to chest. Harry's eyes started to turn from happy and excited to slightly nervous and confused.
"Sirius?" he asked in a croaky voice.
But, Sirius only responded with a snarl; "Traitor, just like Pettigrew!"
Harry was a taken back by this comment and stumbled backwards, blinking his eyes rapidly and confusedly. He was nearly knocked off of his feet as Sirius roughly brushed past him and down the corridor with his cloak swishing behind him. Harry had nothing to say; nothing he could do. He just stared after Sirius' retreating back down the corridor as tears welled up in his eyes and slid down his cheeks. Harry was completely stunned and hurt over the fact that his own godfather; the closest person he had to a real father did not even give him a hug, a pleasant greeting, or anything; just harsh and painful words.
"Harry?" whispered Lily's voice, dripping with concern. Harry turned to look at her as tears streamed down his face and his hands trembled violently. Lily's heart ached and dropped as she saw the state that Harry was in. She sighed and opened her arms out to him. "Harry, come here."
"Lily…I…" Harry started to say but could not get out the words. He buried his face in hs hands and broke down completely. Lily's chest clenched with emotions that she could not describe and jumped out of the bed, her legs shaking but it did not matter to her. She dashed toward Harry and pulled him into a tight embrace. Harry buried his face into the crook of her neck and hugged her back; clinging to her as though his life depended on it. He felt embarrassed of how emotional he was being right now and tried to regain his composure as the tears continued to stream down his face. He could not shake off the fact that his own godfather had compared him to the biggest coward…the most treacherous wizard to ever grace the wizarding world. Meanwhile, Lily was hugging him awkwardly, whispering words of comfort to him.
"Oh, Harry don't let what Sirius said get to you," soothed Lily. "He's confused seeing you here. He blames himself for your death and doesn't know how to handle it. Please Harry, don't worry about it. I promise, it'll all be okay."
Harry appreciated her efforts but deep down he knew that it was not going to be all okay. How could it be okay? Sirius was the only father that he had ever known and now he had called him a traitor. Like Pettigrew! How could that be? Sirius was always there for him no matter what was going on, except now, when Harry needed him most. Lily began to realize that her words were doing nothing for Harry and just stroked the top of his head in a loving manner. After a few minutes, Harry regained his composure and soon stopped crying. Crying had helped, but it did not sooth the pain and hurt that he had felt and he had never felt it like this before. It almost felt like his godfather had disowned him.
At that moment, Hermione came charging in, holding Eddie by the ear as he was whimpering and swearing in pain.
"If you keep swearing, I'm just going to tighten my grip on your ear," Hermione hissed through her teeth. Eddie stopped swearing and somehow managed to narrow his chestnut eyes through his pained face. Harry and Lily broke their embrace and looked at each other; they could not help it…they busted out into hysterical fits of laughter at the sight of Eddie's pathetic look. Harry was still plenty upset about what had just happened with Sirius, but Eddie just looked so pitiful and so helpless, as though begging the pair of them with his eyes to make Hermione stop, that it was hard not to laugh.
"Ed, you sound like a puppy that just lost his chew toy," Lily chuckled, literally pointing her finger at him as she laughed. Eddie glared at them, despite the pain in his ear. Hermione did not hear Lily's comment and ignored the fact that the two were laughing at her son.
"Edward Ronald Weasley," said Hermione, venom dripping from her voice. "You apologize to Harry and to Lily for saying those cruel and horrible things. Tell them that they were all lies!" She was giving him her classic Hermione death look and still holding Eddie by his beat red ear. Harry could not tell if it was red from Hermione holding it so tight or from Eddie's embarrassment.
"Harry, I'm sorry," Eddie grumbled. Harry simply stared at him and nodded. "Everything I said about everyone hating you and not caring about you was all a lie. They…we…we all love you. I'm sorry." At this point, Hermione had let go of his ear and he was looking at the floor. Finally, Harry smiled and shook his head.
"There is no need to apologize, Ed," said Harry softly. "I know what it's like to say things out of anger. Honestly, don't worry about it."
"No," said Eddie firmly. "It was my fault and I shouldn't have said it."
"Well, then, I forgive you, Ed," said Harry with a shrug. "No harm done." Eddie smiled gratefully and Hermione beamed.
"Good, Ed, good" said Hermione, as though she were talking to a five year old. "Now apologize to Lily!" Eddie sighed and turned towards Lily, looking everywhere except her face; unable to meet her eyes.
"Lily, I'm sorry I put words into your mouth; especially when I said that you didn't care about Harry. I know you love him and I guess that I was jealous because you've been spending all your time with him instead of me. I'm…I'm sorry…I don't know what else to say…except I'm sorry." As Eddie muttered his apology, his cheeks went bright red. Lily did not say anything but looked at him coldly. Harry sensed the extreme tension in the room and grasped Hermione gently by her elbow.
"Hermione, maybe these two should talk alone," said Harry suggested softly, treading around Lily's temper. Hermione looked at him uncertainly and with raised, confused eyebrows. Sensing that she was going to question him, he said hastily, "I need to talk to you anyway. It's important. I…I saw Sirius…and…" He could not finish his sentence. "He…saw me…called me a traitor and he…he completely ignored me. I…I don't…"
"Harry," Lily called out softly, not wanting him to continue and not wanting him to break down again. Harry turned to her, anger and hurt swelling in his usual sparkling green eyes. They had lost their normal shine and were pale and dreary. Lily sighed and took both his hand and Eddie's hand.
"I think Ed and I have the perfect place for you to talk, Harry," said Lily. Hermione looked confused.
"What are you-?"
But Hermione's question was interrupted by Lily dragging Harry and Eddie out of the hospital wing. They could hear Hermione calling out after them but the three fifteen year olds ignored her. The only thought that Eddie could wrap his head around was that Lily had grabbed a hold of his hand and had not let go. Harry, on the other hand, had no idea what was going on, nor did he have any idea where he was going, nor did he care. He just followed Lily down many corridors; it felt like he was going through some kind of maze. Finally, out of nowhere, Lily stopped in front of a portrait of a large glistening waterfall on it. Harry realized that when a person got near enough to the portrait, one could actually feel the mist of the waterfall against their face.
"Heart of a lion," said Lily, looking directly at the waterfall portrait. Harry raised a confused eyebrow and looked at Eddie, but he did not seem to be a stranger as to what Lily was doing.
Harry watched in amazement as the portrait of the waterfall slid open to a thin, dark tunnel. The tunnel gave Harry the creeps but did not have time to object as Lily dragged Eddie and Harry inside.
There was a light at the end of the tunnel and when he was soaked in that light, Harry's eyes widened at the sight before him. He was standing in a large room; much larger than the Gryffindor Common Room but there was a significant resemblance. The walls and carpet were a deep brick red and the carpet looked so warm, fuzzy, and comfortable that Harry was tempted to take off his shoes and socks and run his toes through it. Across from the entrance of the tunnel was a large fireplace with a wooden mantel outlined in gold trim; with a roaring fire inside of it. Harry assumed that the fireplace was lit by magic. There were two dark red velvet sofas and a couch, outlined in gold and there was a fire roaring in the fireplace. The walls were made of oak wood paneling with golden lanterns hanging from them. Hanging from the top of the ceiling was a golden chandelier with crystals and candles hanging from it. The room gave an unbelievable feeling of warmth and comfort. Finally, Harry noticed an old plague hanging on the wall above the fireplace. It was a cherry brown with golden lettering.
"Wow!" he gasped finally finding the words. The room was just so awe, so comforting that Harry's mind was finally taken off Sirius. It was probably the main reason why Lily had taken him there in the first place. "Wow, Lily, this is incredible! How'd you find this place?"
"I stumbled upon it," said Lily simply, her emerald eyes twinkling with mischief. Harry raised an eyebrow and Lily laughed. "Fine. If you must know, I went sneaking out after hours. Filch was around so I had to find a place to hide and I suppose finding secret rooms is a special gift of mind.
"No one except Eddie and I seem to know about this place. I know that Hermione doesn't even know about it; I've hinted at it but she seems clueless. To be honest, I don't even think the famous Headmaster Albus Dumbledore knew about this room," explained Lily, staring at the room as though impressed by her own discovery.
"Really?" asked Harry with interest. "What year did you find it in?"
"Lily and I found it in our second year," stated Eddie proudly, wrapping his arm around her playfully. Lily narrowed her eyes at him, not forgetting about the argument they were in at the present time and harshly shrugged his arm off of her shoulder.
"For your information, Weasley," snarled Lily, spitting out Eddie's last name as though it were something disgusting, "I was the one who found this room in our second year, not you. I only told you about it and showed you were it was."
Eddie immediately noticed Lily's tone and looked down at the floor, his hands in the pockets of his robes as though he were ashamed of himself. It seemed that because of Harry's grief, Lily had momentarily forgotten that she was angry with him and now, that Harry was feeling better, so was her memory. He hated himself for allowing himself to come along and cherish the moment where Lily's hand was in his. He hated the way Lily was glaring at him with her arms folded across her chest. What he did not notice, however, was Harry rolling his eyes, and pulling out his wand.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" shouted Harry, pointing his at Lily. Lily instantly floated into the air, positively fuming.
"HARRY? WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" bellowed Lily, her eyes blazing in a slight anger and panic. "PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!"
At this point, Harry was not listening to the rampages of his future teenage daughter because he was now pointing his wand at Eddie and shouting, "Wingardium Leviosa!" Eddie also flew up into the air beside Lily. Harry could not help but notice that he looked a bit pleased about the situation and gave Harry a look of what looked like gratitude. Harry, also rather pleased with himself, smiled mischievously and put his wand back into the pockets of his robes. Lily, on the other hand, looked absolutely panicked-stricken and she continued to bellow demands at Harry.
"HARRY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Lily roared, waving her arms frantically as though trying to swim in the air; away from Eddie. Harry grinned.
"I'm sick of this petty argument you two are having," said Harry. "I feel like I'm responsible for this argument and therefore, I'm going to fix it. You two are going to make up even if I have to keep you two up there for the rest of the year. Good luck!" With that, he nodded at them with respect and left the room, leaving Lily and Eddie completely alone.
There were several minutes of awkward silence as Lily continued to try and float and fly as far away from Eddie as she possibly could. Unfortunately, she could tired and just floated there with her arms folded across her chest and staring determinedly anywhere but at Eddie.
"So..." Eddie started awkwardly, breaking the silence and looking at the ceiling, still floating in the air. "I guess it's safe to say that you're still mad at me?" It was more of a question than an observation.
"Well done," said Lily sarcastically, glaring daggers at her friend. "With observation skills like that, you could definitely become head of the Auror Department in no time! If I wasn't mad at you Ed, we wouldn't be in this situation now would we?" Eddie sighed in defeat and ran his hand through his bushy red locks.
"Lily, I said I was sorry. What more do you want from me?" asked Eddie desperately, holding his arms out as though he were defeated. "Honestly, this past month has been absolute hell without you." Lily did not say anything; she did not even look at him. She just stared blankly at the floor below her, as though trying not to hear what he was saying. Eddie sighed and there was a long silence. At that point, he did not think that Lily would ever listen to him and that their friendship could ever be repaired; until Lily finally broke the silence.
"Is it true?" asked Lily suddenly, out of nowhere. Eddie looked up at her startled; shocked that she even spoke to him.
"Is what true?"
"Is it true that you managed to get Malfoy's blood for the Suenolion potion?" asked Lily quietly. Eddie blushed to the roots of his hair; he could almost feel the steam coming out of his own ears.
"I…erm…yeah…yeah, it's true…" whispered Eddie, still blushing and not meeting her gaze.
"What happened that made Malfoy give away his blood?" asked Lily, trying to make her voice sound impassive, but Eddie hear the curiosity veiling it. Eddie went redder, if it was at all possible.
"I…er…we…dueled…a bit," said Eddie. "But, it ended the good old Muggle way…with me punching him in the nose and letting a few drops of blood drop out. Bit pathetic, eh?" Eddie asked half laughingly. Lily could not help but chuckle and finally looked at him.
"I do want to thank you for doing that, Ed," whispered Lily. "You didn't have to do that…and…I am lucky to have a friend like you. And I am sorry about getting so angry with you over what happened with Harry. I know I got a bit carried away-"
"Lily Potter? Get a bit carried away? No way!" said Eddie sarcastically, though he was wearing a big smile. Lily rolled her eyes, but a smile could not resist creeping on her face.
"Shut-up," mumbled Lily, still smiling. "But, I am sorry and I don't hate you. I could never hate you. You're my best friend and you don't deserve to be treated that way…I overreacted and I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me. I was being a brainless git. I'm so sorry…"
"You're rambling, Lily."
"You know what I'm trying to say, Ed."
"I do. And I'm glad you finally saw reason," said Eddie with a smirk. Lily rolled her eyes and chuckled. "You know, Lils, I'm sorry too…"
"Ed, you already apologized," said Lily, wearily. "You don't have to do it again. I've already forgiven you. Plus, I was the one who overreacted, not you."
"But I did overreact, Lily" said Eddie, as though he were disappointed in himself. "I was just so jealous…so upset that you were spending all your time with Harry instead of me. Lils it's always been you and me and then all of the sudden it changed. I didn't know how to handle that…"
"I didn't mean to make you feel left out, Ed," said Lily reasonably. Eddie nodded, showing her that he knew that. "I just thought I should take the advice you gave me back at the Windum. You said it yourself; how many chances am I going to get to know my father like this?"
"You don't need to explain yourself, Lils," said Eddie with a bright smile; pleased that she had listened to him and had taken his advice. It somehow lightened his heart. "I understand completely."
"Friends?"
"Always, Lily…"
Lily was now doing the opposite that she was doing before and tried floating towards Eddie instead of away from him. When she was in arms reach, Eddie reached out and grabbed her forearms, dragging her towards him and pulling her into a warm embrace. Lily hugged him back with a small, pleased grin on her face. Eddie was happy that her face was rest on his shoulder because then she would have noticed the small tint of red that had appeared on his cheeks.
"Alright of this mushy bullock," said Lily in a mocking exasperated tone. Eddie laughed as she pulled away from the hug and spit into her hand, holding it out for him. Eddie beamed and did the same and they performed their infamous handshake that they had created when they were kids.
"Well it's about bloody time," said a familiar voice from below. Lily and Eddie looked down startled and saw Harry grinning up at them, leaning against the entrance of the tunnel. "I originally thought I was going to have to keep you guys up there all night. I'm glad it didn't though; Hermione would have had my neck."
Harry pulled out his wand, "Finite Incantatem!" Lily and Eddie fell to the floor with a painful thud.
"Bloody hell, Harry," mumbled Eddie as he rubbed his backside. "You could have put us down more gently!"
"Then it wouldn't have been as amusing," said Harry with a mischievous shrug. Lily gave him an inappropriate finger gesture and got to her feet. "Do that again, Lily and I'll hex that finger off. So, what is this room anyway?" Harry asked, looking around.
"No idea really," said Lily as she stood up and brushed some dust off her robes. "I just kind of stumbled across it in my second year and have been using to it to escape when I need to."
"I wish I had stumbled across it," said Harry. "It would have come in handy in my second year…and my third year…and bloody hell, my fourth year. Anyone want to wager that I'll need it again in my fifth year?" Both Eddie and Lily laughed as Harry walked over to the fireplace and looked at the plaque above it.
"What's this?" asked Harry, pointing at it. Lily and Eddie walked over behind him and looked at it over his shoulder.
"I have no idea," said Lily honestly. "That's been there since I found the room. I've read it a few times, but I never understood what it meant."
"To be honest, I've never read it," said Eddie with a shrug. Lily rolled her eyes and playfully slapped him over the head.
"I think it's some kind of tale or fable," said Lily. "You try reading it, Harry. You become a famous Auror…you try and figure out what it means."
"Alright…" Harry started to read the fable out loud.
Nothing is heard as silence roams the land.
Until one day, a black crow appears and its singing voice makes appalling music in the air, destroying the peace of the world. The lifeless music of the crow is so strong, that nothing is able to stop it, including the music of the other birds. It was as if peace was gone forever.
A young mockingbird will appear. The mockingbird will have a powerful and peaceful singing voice that overcomes the crow's music. The crow fled and was not heard from for many years. The mockingbird's voice brought back peace and joy.
But, peace will not last long, as the black crow will appear with an even stronger and more awful voice. The crow will corrupt the mockingbird, making its voice weak and powerless. Defenseless against the black crow, the peace is once again ruined.
When all hope seems lost, a new, young mockingbird will come to the land with a much stronger, much more beautiful voice; even more magical than the first mockingbird. The black crow will be no match for the second mockingbird's voice. Out of anger, the crow will try and kill the second mockingbird. But the voice of the mockingbird is so strong, so beautiful that the crow could not compare. With its magnificent voice and divine music, the second mockingbird overcomes the black crow, who disappears from the lands forever.
The second mockingbird lived on to make beautiful music throughout the land.
"Well that was…er…interesting," said Harry uncertainly, taking a breath after reading the story. Lily and Eddie nodded in agreement.
"I told you it was a weird story," said Lily knowingly.
"Doesn't it sound like it should be one of the stories by Beedle the Bard?" asked Eddie. Lily nodded but Harry cocked his head to the side, confused.
"Whose Beedle the Bard?"
"Children's stories," said Lily carelessly. "What do you think that crow and mockingbird story means?" Harry shrugged.
"I couldn't tell you," said Harry with a shrug. "I think that maybe the crow represents evil and the mockingbirds represent goodness. It has a good will always conquer over evil theme."
"I like how everyone just forgets about the first mockingbird," said Eddie, amusedly. "What do you think that bird represented?"
"A diversion?" Harry guessed shrugging and grinning. Lily and Eddie laughed.
"Lily's right," said Eddie, "it's just some fable or story. It's nothing important."
"Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? But I also think that I could mean something," Lily stated firmly. Harry turned and looked at her curiously as she studied the plaque through narrowed, curious eyes.
"Well, what do you think it means?" asked Harry, sounding genuinely curious to hear his daughter's explanation of the unusual story that they had just read. Lily continued to stare at the plague for a moment, still studying it.
"I don't know," she whispered, more to herself than to Harry and Eddie, "something important."
Harry looked over at Eddie, who raised his eyebrows and shrugged.
A note from the Jitterbelle. YAY for another revised chapter! I hope you enjoy the story so far and please be sure to review! I greatly appreciate it.
To the reviewer Wingardium: Yes, you may translate this story to French if you want to. I don't mind at all. I'm glad you like my story enough to want to translate it. Please just be sure to give me credit for the story in your disclaimer. I greatly appreciate it! Thanks so much!
To other reviewers: Because I am sick of the reviews I am getting regarding the Lily/Eddie relationship, I will clear matters up now. Ginny Weasley is NOT….I repeat…is NOT Lily Potter's mother. I know who Lily's mother is and it is not Ginny Weasley. This is rather bizarre for me because I have been a Harry/Ginny shipper since Chamber of Secrets, but I decided to do something different. So for those who say that it is gross for Lily and Eddie to fall in love because their cousins, well now you know that they are not cousins and it is perfectly fine.
Coming in Chapter 31 – Christmas time and Voldemort is coming to town…