Hello there people! This chapter certainly didn't take as long as I
expected!
Thank you's go out to the reviewers:
veronik ~ glad you liked it! And I tried to make this chapter longer, I'm pretty sure it is too!
kimmie ~ don't worry, I'll be going into a LOT of detail about Harry's mysterious past. Okay, Harry was 25 when he came back, Remus is NOT the same age as Tom and as far as I know never has been. Lucius is the same age as Remus, they, in my fic, actually grew up together.
Wytil ~ Glad you think It'll be interesting. I think it will be too!
Jordan ~ You'll hurt your eyes with that blinking. I wrote more soon. See?
DISCLAIMER: I own Daniel Lupin, William Malfoy, and a packet of chewing gum. No HP characters. And yeah...STAY AWAY FROM MY CHEWY!!! :-)
Er, riiight...
Lost in Time
By Silver Wolf
Hogwarts, 1997
Harry rolled his eyes and groaned softly, cursing himself mentally for choosing Divination. Sybil Trelawny was even more annoying with a teaching position than she had been as a student.
He leaned over and whispered in Ron's ear. "Did you know she was a Hufflepuff when she went to Hogwarts?"
Ron snorted and tried to cover it up with a cough. Trelawny looked irritated, but was distracted by Lavender Brown asking something about crystal balls.
On the way to Transfiguration, Ron turned to Harry. "How did you know Trelawny was a Hufflepuff?"
Harry shrugged. "Oh, I heard Professor McGonagall say so to Professor Alderman," he answered. It was sort of true, Minerva had said that to their young new DADA professor, but he'd already known. But Ron certainly didn't need to know that.
Before the two boys could get to their classroom, Minerva herself walked up to them, Hermione behind her. "Could you boys come with me please?"
As they followed her, Ron spoke to Hermione in a soft voice. "Do you know what this is about?"
Hermione shook her head. "I have no idea," she whispered back.
"Professor," Harry said, causing his friends to fall silent. "Where are we going? And why?"
"The Headmaster asked me to get you," she replied. "There's a meeting going on, and I doubt it's good news."
******************************************************************* Voldemort's Lair, 1997
Tom watched in silent horror through the Dark Lord's eyes as Lord Voldemort tortured and then killed two Muggle toddlers, as he had done so many times before.
Just after doing so, Voldemort was suddenly having a lot more trouble controlling his 'host'.
Tom gained full control, something he had not had since his best friend Harry disappeared.
He turned to Wormtail and Lucius, and began to issue instructions. He felt a little guilty treating the son of one of his other friends like that, but it had to be done if Voldemort was to be dealt with.
The last of those instructions was; "And no matter what the circumstances, even if I'm screaming at you to stop, DO NOT STOP! Is that clear?"
"Yes Master." Lucius turned and left to prepare.
"Y-ye-es M-m-ast-ter," Wormtail stuttered. He followed Lucius out the door.
It was a good thing that Tom had warned them not to break off, because, as Tom had feared, Voldemort regained half-control. But even though the Dark Lord screamed and yelled, neither of his Death Eaters faltered during the long spell.
An exhausting half-hour later, Tom gazed at the unconscious forms of Wormtail, Lucius and Voldemort. Then he shrugged uncaringly and Disapperated.
******************************************************************* Hogwarts, 1997
No one really knew why Dumbledore had called an odd collection of people to his office for a meeting, but it couldn't be anything good.
There were a collection of teachers, students, people from the Ministry, Charlie, Molly, Fred, George and Bill Weasley, several people that Harry both did and didn't recognize, and an escaped (and still on the run) criminal.
"Somehow, Tom Riddle has been separated from Lord Voldemort."
At Dumbledore's opening statement, everyone in his office stared in shock.
"How?" Harry finally managed to get out. The thought kept racing through his brain. "He couldn't have, it doesn't work like that."
Dumbledore looked at him sharply for that last comment, but dismissed it for the moment. "We aren't sure how it happened. Tom was Voldemort; he shouldn't have been able to be separated from him."
"No," Minerva said quietly "Now it all makes sense."
"How does it make sense, Minerva?" one man asked angrily. Harry had recognized him as Daniel Lupin. "Dumbledore's right, there's no way - " he broke off, his eyes widening. "Unless....Minerva, you don't think....?"
"It explains everything, Dan. What reason did Tom have to become a Dark Lord? None!"
"He was depressed, Minerva!" William Malfoy snapped. "You know how much Harry's disappearance distressed him!"
"But Will, remember what Harry was!"
He stared at Dan in shock. "You can't be serious!" he exclaimed. "Harry wouldn't have done that to Tom! He couldn't have!"
"Not on purpose William! By accident! You must remember how much Tom always begged him to let him watch!"
"Minerva, Harry wasn't stupid! He knew the risks!"
Dumbledore cleared his throat to capture their attention. "Would you three please explain what you are talking about?" he asked, looking from Minerva to Will to Dan.
"Albus, it all fits! You recall Tom's best friend Harry? He was a Summoner! Tom always wanted to watch him practice, and if Harry had given in one time, and unintentionally Summoned an evil spirit, it could have possessed Tom! That would explain how they were able to be separated."
Harry nodded his agreement and spoke, immediately catching everyone's undivided attention. "There is a spell, and if you know how to perform it you can separate someone from a spirit possessing them. All Tom had to do was seize control from Voldemort, tell a couple of Death Eaters what to do, and let them do all the work."
"How did you know that?" Sirius demanded of his godson.
Harry smirked. "Read it in a book."
After a few seconds Will asked the question they all wanted an answer to. "If Tom is separated from Voldemort, where in he now?"
"That," the Headmaster said slowly, "Is a very good question."
******************************************************************* Hogsmeade, 1997
Tom knew where the passage was. Yes, that he knew. What he didn't know was how he was going to get to it.
In the years since he had last been there, someone had renovated and moved into the previously unoccupied and dilapidated shack on the edge of the town of Hogsmeade.
It was the only safe way Tom could think of to get into the school.
Well, other than just walking up to the door and going in.
And it was looking more and more likely that he would have to resort to that second method.
It was either that, or breaking into someone's house, and he didn't really fancy doing that at all.
Tom sighed. He hoped that Minerva would listen to him for a few minutes before calling Dumbledore and the Aurors. Azkaban didn't look any more inviting that it had when he was younger.
Younger? Well, he looked as though he were only twenty-five, although he should have been sixty. And even though all wizards and witches over the age of thirty-five could make themselves look as young as eighteen or as old ass they liked, that was not the case with Tom.
No, it was because when he had been separated from Voldemort, in his mind he still thought of himself as a man of that age, not one older.
It was an annoying little concept and it was beginning to give Tom a headache. He gave up on the passage, turned and walked towards Hogwarts.
He wondered if it was a bad sign that he felt as though he was walking towards his doom.
So, how am I doing? Keeping you all in the dark nicely? Don't worry, it'll all be explained....eventually. *Evil laugh*
So, anyone want to take a guess as to which House Harry was in when he went to school with Tom? (Oh yeah - that's just a way to get you people to review, although I would like to know which House you think it is...)
~ SW
Thank you's go out to the reviewers:
veronik ~ glad you liked it! And I tried to make this chapter longer, I'm pretty sure it is too!
kimmie ~ don't worry, I'll be going into a LOT of detail about Harry's mysterious past. Okay, Harry was 25 when he came back, Remus is NOT the same age as Tom and as far as I know never has been. Lucius is the same age as Remus, they, in my fic, actually grew up together.
Wytil ~ Glad you think It'll be interesting. I think it will be too!
Jordan ~ You'll hurt your eyes with that blinking. I wrote more soon. See?
DISCLAIMER: I own Daniel Lupin, William Malfoy, and a packet of chewing gum. No HP characters. And yeah...STAY AWAY FROM MY CHEWY!!! :-)
Er, riiight...
Lost in Time
By Silver Wolf
Hogwarts, 1997
Harry rolled his eyes and groaned softly, cursing himself mentally for choosing Divination. Sybil Trelawny was even more annoying with a teaching position than she had been as a student.
He leaned over and whispered in Ron's ear. "Did you know she was a Hufflepuff when she went to Hogwarts?"
Ron snorted and tried to cover it up with a cough. Trelawny looked irritated, but was distracted by Lavender Brown asking something about crystal balls.
On the way to Transfiguration, Ron turned to Harry. "How did you know Trelawny was a Hufflepuff?"
Harry shrugged. "Oh, I heard Professor McGonagall say so to Professor Alderman," he answered. It was sort of true, Minerva had said that to their young new DADA professor, but he'd already known. But Ron certainly didn't need to know that.
Before the two boys could get to their classroom, Minerva herself walked up to them, Hermione behind her. "Could you boys come with me please?"
As they followed her, Ron spoke to Hermione in a soft voice. "Do you know what this is about?"
Hermione shook her head. "I have no idea," she whispered back.
"Professor," Harry said, causing his friends to fall silent. "Where are we going? And why?"
"The Headmaster asked me to get you," she replied. "There's a meeting going on, and I doubt it's good news."
******************************************************************* Voldemort's Lair, 1997
Tom watched in silent horror through the Dark Lord's eyes as Lord Voldemort tortured and then killed two Muggle toddlers, as he had done so many times before.
Just after doing so, Voldemort was suddenly having a lot more trouble controlling his 'host'.
Tom gained full control, something he had not had since his best friend Harry disappeared.
He turned to Wormtail and Lucius, and began to issue instructions. He felt a little guilty treating the son of one of his other friends like that, but it had to be done if Voldemort was to be dealt with.
The last of those instructions was; "And no matter what the circumstances, even if I'm screaming at you to stop, DO NOT STOP! Is that clear?"
"Yes Master." Lucius turned and left to prepare.
"Y-ye-es M-m-ast-ter," Wormtail stuttered. He followed Lucius out the door.
It was a good thing that Tom had warned them not to break off, because, as Tom had feared, Voldemort regained half-control. But even though the Dark Lord screamed and yelled, neither of his Death Eaters faltered during the long spell.
An exhausting half-hour later, Tom gazed at the unconscious forms of Wormtail, Lucius and Voldemort. Then he shrugged uncaringly and Disapperated.
******************************************************************* Hogwarts, 1997
No one really knew why Dumbledore had called an odd collection of people to his office for a meeting, but it couldn't be anything good.
There were a collection of teachers, students, people from the Ministry, Charlie, Molly, Fred, George and Bill Weasley, several people that Harry both did and didn't recognize, and an escaped (and still on the run) criminal.
"Somehow, Tom Riddle has been separated from Lord Voldemort."
At Dumbledore's opening statement, everyone in his office stared in shock.
"How?" Harry finally managed to get out. The thought kept racing through his brain. "He couldn't have, it doesn't work like that."
Dumbledore looked at him sharply for that last comment, but dismissed it for the moment. "We aren't sure how it happened. Tom was Voldemort; he shouldn't have been able to be separated from him."
"No," Minerva said quietly "Now it all makes sense."
"How does it make sense, Minerva?" one man asked angrily. Harry had recognized him as Daniel Lupin. "Dumbledore's right, there's no way - " he broke off, his eyes widening. "Unless....Minerva, you don't think....?"
"It explains everything, Dan. What reason did Tom have to become a Dark Lord? None!"
"He was depressed, Minerva!" William Malfoy snapped. "You know how much Harry's disappearance distressed him!"
"But Will, remember what Harry was!"
He stared at Dan in shock. "You can't be serious!" he exclaimed. "Harry wouldn't have done that to Tom! He couldn't have!"
"Not on purpose William! By accident! You must remember how much Tom always begged him to let him watch!"
"Minerva, Harry wasn't stupid! He knew the risks!"
Dumbledore cleared his throat to capture their attention. "Would you three please explain what you are talking about?" he asked, looking from Minerva to Will to Dan.
"Albus, it all fits! You recall Tom's best friend Harry? He was a Summoner! Tom always wanted to watch him practice, and if Harry had given in one time, and unintentionally Summoned an evil spirit, it could have possessed Tom! That would explain how they were able to be separated."
Harry nodded his agreement and spoke, immediately catching everyone's undivided attention. "There is a spell, and if you know how to perform it you can separate someone from a spirit possessing them. All Tom had to do was seize control from Voldemort, tell a couple of Death Eaters what to do, and let them do all the work."
"How did you know that?" Sirius demanded of his godson.
Harry smirked. "Read it in a book."
After a few seconds Will asked the question they all wanted an answer to. "If Tom is separated from Voldemort, where in he now?"
"That," the Headmaster said slowly, "Is a very good question."
******************************************************************* Hogsmeade, 1997
Tom knew where the passage was. Yes, that he knew. What he didn't know was how he was going to get to it.
In the years since he had last been there, someone had renovated and moved into the previously unoccupied and dilapidated shack on the edge of the town of Hogsmeade.
It was the only safe way Tom could think of to get into the school.
Well, other than just walking up to the door and going in.
And it was looking more and more likely that he would have to resort to that second method.
It was either that, or breaking into someone's house, and he didn't really fancy doing that at all.
Tom sighed. He hoped that Minerva would listen to him for a few minutes before calling Dumbledore and the Aurors. Azkaban didn't look any more inviting that it had when he was younger.
Younger? Well, he looked as though he were only twenty-five, although he should have been sixty. And even though all wizards and witches over the age of thirty-five could make themselves look as young as eighteen or as old ass they liked, that was not the case with Tom.
No, it was because when he had been separated from Voldemort, in his mind he still thought of himself as a man of that age, not one older.
It was an annoying little concept and it was beginning to give Tom a headache. He gave up on the passage, turned and walked towards Hogwarts.
He wondered if it was a bad sign that he felt as though he was walking towards his doom.
So, how am I doing? Keeping you all in the dark nicely? Don't worry, it'll all be explained....eventually. *Evil laugh*
So, anyone want to take a guess as to which House Harry was in when he went to school with Tom? (Oh yeah - that's just a way to get you people to review, although I would like to know which House you think it is...)
~ SW
