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Lost in Time

By Silver Wolf

Chapter Seven

##################Flashback##################

Forest Surrounding Malfoy Manor, 1943

Tom was wandering through the forest near the orphanage. He was bored, and there weren't any books worth reading that he hadn't read ten times already in the past six months, so he'd decided to go for a walk.

He heard movement up ahead and froze. He stood in silence for a minute, ears straining.

He jumped as a black cat leaped out of the bushes, a small dead bird in its mouth.

The cat ran off, and Tom sighed in relief, glad it hadn't been something dangerous.

He continued to walk, but suddenly there was a sharp whistling sound, and a flash of silver light, which momentarily blinded him.

When it cleared, he found himself staring at a boy around his own age.

The other boy had wild, unkempt black hair, bright emerald green eyes and a pair of wire rimmed glasses that seemed slightly too big. He was wearing an outfit that Tom thought was quite peculiar; a black robe, a pair of black pants, a black t-shirt, and a pair of leather boots.

"Um, hello," Tom said. "Who are you?"

The boy blinked, and then his eyes widened, an expression of shock on his face. "Would you believe I haven't the slightest idea?"

"So you don't know your name or anything?"

"I think....yes, I think its Harry."

"Well Harry, I'm Tom. I guess you don't know where you live, either?"

Harry shook his head. Tom sighed. "Well, why don't you come home with me? I live in an orphanage anyway, so one more kid with nowhere to go isn't going to make much of a difference."

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A week later, Harry had settled in to life at the orphanage. He and Tom shared a room, and became best friends.

One morning, an owl flew in the window while they were eating breakfast. It was carrying two letters.

It swooped down to Emma Harrison, who owned and ran the orphanage, and she took the letters from it.

She stood up and walked over to stand behind Tom and Harry, placing a hand on each of their shoulders. "Boys, come with me please."

The two of them followed Emma to her office, and stepped inside after her. She sat at her desk and gestured for them to take the two seats in front of it.

"Tom, Harry, there is something very important that I need to tell you," she began.

"What is it, Emma?" Tom asked, somewhat nervous.

"Well, you've both been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Harry and Tom exchanged a confused glance.

"Which means?" Harry asked, rasing an eyebrow.

"You're wizards. Able to perform magic. I attended Hogwarts in my school days, I'm a witch. This isn't the first time I've had someone here be accepted."

"How was Harry accepted, he doesn't even know his last name!" Tom exclaimed.

"Gee, you sound so sympathetic, Tom," Harry said dryly.

"It appears that Harry's last name is Riddle, actually."

They both stared at her. "You mean we're related?" they asked in unison.

Emma smiled at them. "I think so. I can't be certain, of course, but you do look an awful lot alike. Anyway, this afternoon, after lunch, I'll be taking you to London to get your school things. I'll see you after lunch, boys."

They nodded and left.

"Can you believe it," Tom said excitedly. "Not only are we wizards, but we're related! On my dad's side, obviously, d'you reckon you're my cousin?"

Harry shrugged, grinning. "I don't know, I'm just glad that a) we're related and b) we both got accepted to Hogwarts. I mean, I wouldn't want only one of us to be, we'd get lonely."

The two boys wandered around the forest for a while, before going back inside to read a book. Luckily, Harry remembered how to read, although Tom had to help him work out a few words as he did so.

After lunch, they followed Emma back to her office.

"Now," she said, pulling a pot of something off the mantelpiece above the fireplace. "We'll be travelling by Floo Powder. I'm perfectly aware that you don't know what it is, but this is a learning experience, boys!"

Harry personally thought that Emma was more excited about the trip and their acceptance than they were. "So what is this Floo Powder, Emma?" he asked, as it appeared she wasn't going to continue.

She turned to them and held out the pot. "This stuff. What you do is take a pinch of it, throw it into the fire, and call out the name of the place you want to get to while stepping in."

"Sounds, uh, fun," Tom said unenthusiastically.

Emma laughed. "You boys just watch what I do. It's Diagon Alley you want, all right?" After seeing them nod, she handed the pot of Floo Powder to Tom, took a pinch and threw it in. "Diagon Alley!" she called. Seconds later she was gone.

"Wow," Tom breathed. "That was amazing."

Harry nodded. He took some Floo Powder and followed Emma's instructions.

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Minerva just stared at the four men in shock. Then she blinked. "Okay, but how did the two of you meet Dan and Will?"

Dan grinned. "Ah, that's the beauty of this story, Minerva. It can be continued some other day. You now know the important part, so that ought to do for now."

Will nodded. "And now," he said, narrowing his eyes at Harry, "We'd all like to know where the heck you've been for the past forty years."

Harry sighed. "Um, okay. Is there an easier question that I can switch to?"

Tom rolled his eyes. "Hm, no."

"Wait, I've got one," Minerva said. "How do you know Harry Potter?"

Harry stood up, calmly walked over to the wall and started banging his head on it.

"That's not gonna help, you know," Dan said helpfully.

Will stood up and dragged him away, pushing him onto the couch. "C'mon Harry, spit it out. Either tell us how you know Potter, or where you've been. No other options."

"All right. I guess I'd better start with telling you where I originally came from."

They looked at him expectantly.

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Oops. Did I just leave another cliffy? Oh dear.

*Carefully backs away from angry readers with pitchforks*

Please put the weapons of mass destruction on the ground.

Anyway, please review! I'll try to remedy the cliffy as soon as possible!!

~SW