Reviewers:
Narcissa: Go read 'The Many Adventures of Another Trio. You'll find out why Harry calls Prof. M Tabby in the end of it. And this is definetly AD/MM. I played with thier ages, so she is only a few years younger than Dumbledore.
Lemon_Drops: LOL. I knew someone would have that reaction. Did you guess what going on yet?
again, read 'The Many Adventures of Another Trio' before reading this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Everything was blury when Harry woke up. Where was he? What
hap-.Then He remembered. He felt sick, then he spoke with
Dumbledore. Then he fell. And so did the Headmaster!
" Professor?!?!" He shot up in bed. Bed? He began searching for
his glasses. When he finally found them, he pushed them back on his
nose. Now everything was clear, but spining. With a groan, Harry
flopped back down. His insides felt like they weren't functioning at
all. He turned his head to the right. He had to know where the head-
master was. He was lying in the bed next to Harry, very pale and
still except for the rise and fall of his cheast that indicated he was still
breathing. But he still looked terribly dead, and that frightened Harry
pretty badly. He tried sitting up again, only slower this time. The
infirmary was no longer spinning. Harry began looking for Madam
Pomfry to ask her what happened until his eyes fell upon a female
figure in the bed on his left.
" Professor Mcgonagall!!" It was indead his Head of House, lying
as motionless as Dumbledore was, her cheast steadily rising being the
only sign of life in her. But Harry could see something else, scarlet
threads gleamed in the morning light and encased her prone form.
He looked back towards Dumbledore. They could barely be seen, but
the strands were around him too. Then Harry looked himself over.
The strands encased him too! But before he could figure out any more,
a low voice like silk stopped him.
" Lay down Mr. Potter. You'll break the enchantment." It was none
other than Snape. Harry did what he was told for once.
" What happened to us Professor? Why is Professor Mcgonagall
here?" Snape held up his hand to stem the flow of questions.
" It's complicated."
" Tell me anyway." Snape's lips curled slightly. He was amused.
" Fine. You recall being saved by the Headmaster in your first year?"
Harry nodded, and put a hand to his throat. He'd never forget hearing
someone yell his name when Quirrel tried to strangle him.
" Well, it seems someone within Voldermort's inner circle, possibly
Voldermort himself, has gotten ahold of a yearly time turner. He has
attacked or killed both Mcgonagall and the Headmaster in the past."
Harry's eyes got wide. That means he would die too! He might have
died with his parents had Dumbledore not helped them hide!
" But why are we still here? Shouldn't Voldermort have taken over?
Or even Grindelwald?"
" There red strands are from Fawkes. I don't know how it works, but
as long as they exhist, time will not change. But sooner or later they will
fade and the world will change dramatically." Harry gulped. Ron,
Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George all might die or worse if
Dumbledore died in the past. World War II would end in defead for the
allies if he wasen't there! So many horrible things would happen, all if
this one man wasen't there. In two seconds, Harry had made up his
mind on what to do.
" If a person saved by someone attacked in this way went back to
when the savior was still alive, would he be ok?" Snape's eyebrows rose.
" Are you thinking what I think your thinking Potter?!"
" If you mean do I want to go back and save them, then yes." He
furrowed his brows.
" I can pull it off Professor. You may not like it, but you know I can.
And besides, my life is most closely affected. Let me save myself." Snape
growled softly. He did know Harry could do it, he just didn't want to be
in his debt. He too would probably die if this went wrong.
" Fine. I'll get the god-damn time turner." And with a swish of black
robes, the now irrate Potions Master left. Harry stiffled a chortle. He
looked back at the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress with a
resolute face.
" For all the times you protected me, it's my turn to protect you."
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"Your out of your bloody mind." Ron Weasley was in shock.
Harry had just told him what he planned to do, and Ron didn't
take it well.
"You'll end up fighting You-know-oh! alright! Voldermort!" He
shivered. When he had said You-know- Harry had given him a
good glare. Bu the still hated to say it.
" I have to Ron. I owe Dumbledore my life. At least I can help him
just this once. And Professor Mcgonagall is important to me too! I
can't just lay here and hope for a miracle." He was still lying in the
infirmary, growing weaker by the hour, dressed in old school
cloths from Dumbledore's years. (they were actually the Headmaster's
old school cloths. Suprisingly they wore the same size as students.)
Now all he needed was the time turner Snape promised. Professor
Vector already had found the date he needed to go back to. It turned
out that she was really good at timecharts.( though Hermione did help.)
" Potter, are you ready?" came the low voice of Snape. Harry gave
a weak nod, and the teacher put the gold chain arounf the boy's neck.
He also handed him a letter.
" Give this to the Headmistress. Her name is Adrianna Falendir. She
will understnad the situation and help you protect them. Oh, and just to
let you know, the headmaster is 17 and Professor Mcgonagall is 15."
Harry grinned in a weak sort of way. It would be weired calling them
by thier first names. Well, Dumbledore at least would be odd.
" And watch out for his brother, Alberforth. He isn't the sharpest
pencil in the box." Snape gave what would have been a smile on
someone else, then twisted the time-turner.
" See ya Harry", said Ron as the room blurred and Harry lost
sight of the two others.
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I know it's a bit slow going, but I don't want it to be rushed. And I hope you don't think I'll update a this pace all the time. I do have finals coming up!
Narcissa: Go read 'The Many Adventures of Another Trio. You'll find out why Harry calls Prof. M Tabby in the end of it. And this is definetly AD/MM. I played with thier ages, so she is only a few years younger than Dumbledore.
Lemon_Drops: LOL. I knew someone would have that reaction. Did you guess what going on yet?
again, read 'The Many Adventures of Another Trio' before reading this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
********************************************************************
Everything was blury when Harry woke up. Where was he? What
hap-.Then He remembered. He felt sick, then he spoke with
Dumbledore. Then he fell. And so did the Headmaster!
" Professor?!?!" He shot up in bed. Bed? He began searching for
his glasses. When he finally found them, he pushed them back on his
nose. Now everything was clear, but spining. With a groan, Harry
flopped back down. His insides felt like they weren't functioning at
all. He turned his head to the right. He had to know where the head-
master was. He was lying in the bed next to Harry, very pale and
still except for the rise and fall of his cheast that indicated he was still
breathing. But he still looked terribly dead, and that frightened Harry
pretty badly. He tried sitting up again, only slower this time. The
infirmary was no longer spinning. Harry began looking for Madam
Pomfry to ask her what happened until his eyes fell upon a female
figure in the bed on his left.
" Professor Mcgonagall!!" It was indead his Head of House, lying
as motionless as Dumbledore was, her cheast steadily rising being the
only sign of life in her. But Harry could see something else, scarlet
threads gleamed in the morning light and encased her prone form.
He looked back towards Dumbledore. They could barely be seen, but
the strands were around him too. Then Harry looked himself over.
The strands encased him too! But before he could figure out any more,
a low voice like silk stopped him.
" Lay down Mr. Potter. You'll break the enchantment." It was none
other than Snape. Harry did what he was told for once.
" What happened to us Professor? Why is Professor Mcgonagall
here?" Snape held up his hand to stem the flow of questions.
" It's complicated."
" Tell me anyway." Snape's lips curled slightly. He was amused.
" Fine. You recall being saved by the Headmaster in your first year?"
Harry nodded, and put a hand to his throat. He'd never forget hearing
someone yell his name when Quirrel tried to strangle him.
" Well, it seems someone within Voldermort's inner circle, possibly
Voldermort himself, has gotten ahold of a yearly time turner. He has
attacked or killed both Mcgonagall and the Headmaster in the past."
Harry's eyes got wide. That means he would die too! He might have
died with his parents had Dumbledore not helped them hide!
" But why are we still here? Shouldn't Voldermort have taken over?
Or even Grindelwald?"
" There red strands are from Fawkes. I don't know how it works, but
as long as they exhist, time will not change. But sooner or later they will
fade and the world will change dramatically." Harry gulped. Ron,
Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George all might die or worse if
Dumbledore died in the past. World War II would end in defead for the
allies if he wasen't there! So many horrible things would happen, all if
this one man wasen't there. In two seconds, Harry had made up his
mind on what to do.
" If a person saved by someone attacked in this way went back to
when the savior was still alive, would he be ok?" Snape's eyebrows rose.
" Are you thinking what I think your thinking Potter?!"
" If you mean do I want to go back and save them, then yes." He
furrowed his brows.
" I can pull it off Professor. You may not like it, but you know I can.
And besides, my life is most closely affected. Let me save myself." Snape
growled softly. He did know Harry could do it, he just didn't want to be
in his debt. He too would probably die if this went wrong.
" Fine. I'll get the god-damn time turner." And with a swish of black
robes, the now irrate Potions Master left. Harry stiffled a chortle. He
looked back at the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress with a
resolute face.
" For all the times you protected me, it's my turn to protect you."
**********************************************
"Your out of your bloody mind." Ron Weasley was in shock.
Harry had just told him what he planned to do, and Ron didn't
take it well.
"You'll end up fighting You-know-oh! alright! Voldermort!" He
shivered. When he had said You-know- Harry had given him a
good glare. Bu the still hated to say it.
" I have to Ron. I owe Dumbledore my life. At least I can help him
just this once. And Professor Mcgonagall is important to me too! I
can't just lay here and hope for a miracle." He was still lying in the
infirmary, growing weaker by the hour, dressed in old school
cloths from Dumbledore's years. (they were actually the Headmaster's
old school cloths. Suprisingly they wore the same size as students.)
Now all he needed was the time turner Snape promised. Professor
Vector already had found the date he needed to go back to. It turned
out that she was really good at timecharts.( though Hermione did help.)
" Potter, are you ready?" came the low voice of Snape. Harry gave
a weak nod, and the teacher put the gold chain arounf the boy's neck.
He also handed him a letter.
" Give this to the Headmistress. Her name is Adrianna Falendir. She
will understnad the situation and help you protect them. Oh, and just to
let you know, the headmaster is 17 and Professor Mcgonagall is 15."
Harry grinned in a weak sort of way. It would be weired calling them
by thier first names. Well, Dumbledore at least would be odd.
" And watch out for his brother, Alberforth. He isn't the sharpest
pencil in the box." Snape gave what would have been a smile on
someone else, then twisted the time-turner.
" See ya Harry", said Ron as the room blurred and Harry lost
sight of the two others.
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I know it's a bit slow going, but I don't want it to be rushed. And I hope you don't think I'll update a this pace all the time. I do have finals coming up!