(A/N: Hello everyone! I am so pleased with the number of reviews I got!
When I started this fanfic, I was hoping beyond hope to get at least 100
reviews, and I'm almost there! Thank you all! Sorry these chapters take so
long to get out, but if it's any consolation, I've been waiting 4 months
for a few authors to update their fanfics. :O) It may, however, take even
longer to get chapters out once school starts again on August 27th. :O( I'm
not sure if any of you saw it, but in the bottom Author's note in the last
chapter, I told you all there is a good reason why Dumbledore, Sirius,
Lupin, etc. don't remember Harry going back in time. You'll find out at the
end of this fanfic. :O) Anyway, I'm rambling as always. Some things about
my fanfic have confused you, so at the bottom, I've answered some of you
questions. Please R/R, and enjoy! Enough with my mindless babble! On with
the story...!)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Wonderings *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry opened his eyes, and nearly choked at what he saw. James and Sirius were at his bed side. Sirius was leaning over him, examining his scar. When Harry opened his eyes, Sirius jumped back in surprise.
"Oh, er...sorry about that," Sirius murmured quickly.
Harry wasn't paying attention. His eyes were locked on his father. James stared back, giving Harry an odd look. As if not to trust what his eyes were seeing. Harry (though he didn't realize it) also had this look on his face. Sirius looked from James to Harry and back again.
"Er....well, hello. My name is Sirius Black and this is James Potter" Sirius said, pointing to James with an awkward smile. James face loosened and he suddenly grinned.
"Great," said James. "A stunt double". An expression of realization crossed Sirius's face.
"Yeah..." said Sirius interestedly."Imagine the pranks we could play..."
"What is your name?" James asked, a dreamy expression crossing his face at all the tricks he could play on Snape and get away with.
"Harry." Harry thought that it would be best that he not give his last name.
*Crash!*
The door of the hospital wing flew open. And Dumbledore, followed by Madam Pomphrey came jogging into the room, closely followed by five people on stretchers; two people were completely covered by white blankets.
"Mr. Potter! Mr. Black! What are you two doing here?!" shrieked Madam Pomphrey when she saw them.
"We..." James began.
"Return to your common rooms immediately!" she snapped.
James and Sirius looked at each other, and then slowly walked towards the door. Sirius and James were watching Dumbledore and Madam Pomphrey loading stretchers onto the beds across the wing. James eyes flew to Harry as the door shut behind them.
Harry's eyes lingered on the door for a few moments, as Dumbledore and Madam Pomphrey began administrating shots and casting spells over the bodies. Finally Harry heard Madam Pomphrey say, with deep regret. "It's too late. They're gone"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Present ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was past Midnight. Ron lay in his bed, his eyes wide open. 'It's all my fault', Ron thought to himself. 'Why did I leave him behind?'
Ron had been wondering this all day. When Dumbledore told him and Hermione Harry was missing, Ron got a sick feeling in his stomach. Something wasn't right. First he had lost Hagrid, and now his best friend. It was too much! Ron didn't know if he was in denial or if it was something else...but he couldn't believe Harry was dead. Not yet...
On the other side of Gryffindor Tower, Hermione was thinking the same thoughts. Harry couldn't be dead...not after everything he lived through. Her eyes were sore and red from crying.
Ron and Hermione didn't know it, but almost everyone in Hogwarts was still awake that night. Dumbledore had informed the teachers, and of course the rumor that Harry had been captured by Voldemort had run through the school like wild fire in a forest...greatly helped by the Slytherins. Ron and Hermione rolled over once again in their beds, trying to get to sleep. Pavati, Lavender, Seamus, Dean, and Neville were also still lying awake in their beds. Had the Boy Who Lived actually died?
Ginny laid in her bed. She, like Hermione, was also crying, but much louder. Her dorm mates didn't mind. It was what they wanted to do. Their hope, their hero, was gone. And no one knew if he would ever come back.
Professor McGonagall was grading papers, doing anything to keep her mind off of Voldemort. Many of the other teachers were also doing this, or something like this....like making teaching plans for the next week.
Snape was also awake. He had taken refuge in trying to perfect a pain- numbing potion. He knew he would need it. Lord Voldemort didn't trust him, and was quite keen to put him under the cruciatus curse when ever he didn't produce. Snape didn't like the dratted boy anyway, an arrogant fool like his father. The only reason he put up with Potter was because he knew very well his importance to the downfall of Voldemort. He also knew, however, Harry's past. He had always been convinced Potter got all the luck. It was stupidity, not bravery. Except, perhaps, at the end of the Triwizard Tournament....
Snape scowled. He disliked Harry, goodness yes...he would always dislike Harry very much. But he never thought Harry, nor even James, deserved to die. Potter knew that he, Severus Snape, had saved him from falling off his broom four years ago. Did he thank him? No....he just continued to get all the praise. Well, good ridance! He had paid his due...he no longer owed James Potter his life.
Draco Malfoy was sound asleep. A pleasant smile fitted across his face. He hadn't been in this good a mood since he found out the Dark Lord had risen again. He was certainly pleased to hear the Ministry wasn't going to do anything to stop the Dark order from raising...the fools! The Dementors had been good allies with his future Master. When he, Draco, was old enough...he was guaranteed a spot in Voldemort's inner circle. He would serve his Master well. Now that the big oaf, Hagrid, was dead, some of the giants had begun to join their side. That french cow couldn't keep them all from joining the dark order forever. Voldemort would have ruled the entire world by now, probably, if it hadn't been for that old fool, Dumbledore. And worse, the person Draco hated more then any other, Potter....Harry Potter had delayed the dark order for 13 years. Well, now he would pay. Draco had made a mental note before falling off into a slumber to send an owl to his father the next morning to check to see if all had gone to plan. It wouldn't be long now....
Dumbledore sat in his office, pouring over a pile of books on his desk. Looking for something, any thing, that would help him find Harry. It looked like another long night. A few hours ago, he had sent out 3 owls with messages. One owl to Mundungus Fletcher to come and discuss what they were going to do to find Harry.
He also sent one to Arabella Figg. She had been watching Harry for more then 14 years, though she certainly didn't appreciate having to live like a muggle....but she was comforted by her cats. He had put her there to guard Harry in case any Death Eater, or Lord Voldemort himself, was to turn up at Privet Drive. Indeed, Arabella had spotted one person of magical blood (by a track-o-meter set to identify any magical creature or person that came with in 50 yards of the Dursley's house) standing outside number Four Privet Drive trying to break through the protections two summers ago...after the Quidditch World Cup. No doubt, it was Wormtail or Barty Crouch Jr.
He had sent the last owl to Sirius and Remus. He didn't want to tell them, especially Sirius, that Harry was missing in a letter. He proposed that they send him a letter confirming a date when they could meet to talk personally.
At the moment, Remus was reading the Daily Prophet as he sat by a small, but strong fire in his small, shabby house. Sirius was asleep on the slim padded wooden couch. Sirius rolled over in his sleep, and fell off the couch and landed, quite painfully on the floor.
Sirius moaned, as he tried to get back up, rubbing his head. Remus looked over at Sirius, and smiled.
"Having trouble sleeping?" He asked.
Sirius looked at him. Remus noticed Sirius was trying giving him a sarcastic look through sleepy eyes.
"Some friend you are. Why didn't you tell me I'm in danger of head damage if I move" Sirius snapped in a grumpy mood. Remus only smiled.
"So it's better that I tell you, instead of telling on you?" Remus answered.
"What are you on about?" Sirius asked, rubbing his eyes from the fire light.
"I was just reminiscing about the time you told James that I kissed Lily....when I would never..." Remus began.
"Oh, it was an April fool's joke. I would never really have told on you or James..." Sirius said laughing.
"Ah...so that's how James got detention back in third year," said Remus.
Sirius stood and thought for a moment, and then he remembered the time he told McGonagall how James had put super glue on the toilet seats of the girls bathroom. Sirius laughed.
"Oh, yeah...now I remember. A good trick, if I may say so myself," Sirius said grinning. Remus raised an eyebrow, and continued to read the daily prophet. There was a tap at the window, and Sirius saw a large barn owl on the window sill, carrying a letter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Past ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Why were you in the hospital wing?" Moony asked.
"We told you!" James exclaimed. "There was this one kid there, Harry, who looked exactly like me!"
"I don't believe you," Moony answered. "Like in first year! It's like the time you told me Padfoot had another head under his arm..."
"Oh, but we had just met you!" Sirius said, hiding a smile. "We didn't think you'd believe it. Well, Wormtail did...which was kind of sick really..."
"How could he look like you, Prongs? Unless he was related..." said Peter.
"Yeah!" said Sirius, jumping up.
"Maybe he is a cousin or distant relative," suggested Moony.
"I got it!" said Sirius excitedly. James, Remus, and Peter gave him a strange look. "Maybe he was an evil twin that your parents shipped away when you two were babies..."
"Prongs was the good twin?" Peter questioned. James grinned...it was a little far-fetched.
"Oh...yeah" Siriues said with consideration. "Well, maybe when Prongs found out he was being shipped away; he acted like the good twin and framed Harry!" Sirius said with triumph.
"Yeah, maybe" James said, sniggering with the others. "Or it could just be a coincidence."
"I suppose we all have a look-a-like out there," said Remus thoughtfully.
"Yeah, I guess so," said James turning away to look out the window. "But still," he murmured to himself. "Like this?"
(A/N: Another chapter complete! I hope you guys liked it! There will be an action scene in the next chapter, of course. :O) It took me about 3 hours to type this up, so please review! I really would appriciate it! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review! Thanks! Now down below is an answer to some of your questions! ttyl! *Kara*)
To you all who reviewed: Thank you, first of all! I love it when someone says they feel like they're reading the real 5th book. I do realize that there are some 'out of character' and/or corny parts....like "Love, James" perhaps....I mean, I know that James wouldn't rhyme if he did get to write a message to Harry....but it's just a poem I thought was cool and I wanted to share it with you. :O) Anyway, now to really answer your questions!
BethW: Bringing Hagrid back to life? Well, Harry is in the past...and I will say that something is going to change, for better and worse. But some things are just inevitable, and Harry must remember not to mess with the time-line. You'll find out at the end of this fanfic. :O)
Mellisa (a.k.a Picle50991): Killing Harry off? What if Harry is never born? *evil grin* The soul purpose of Harry going back in time is to save Lily and James from Voldemort. So, I can't really answer that...Sorry! But I will say that some people *had* to die eventually...and some others deaths weren't as important to Harry's destiny.
Princess Kattera: Harry, Ron, and Hermione were very upset about Hagrid's death. But they are more or less still in a state of denial. A part of them doesn't want to believe that Hagrid (or Harry) is dead. No, obviously...James and Sirius have discovered Harry, so it would be pointless to change his looks. Though, I'm sure you'll find some stories where the author transfers Harry into a super model. *shakes her head* Not me...no way...!
Snuzzie: Harry went back in time to save people, yes...but when Harry goes back to his original time (the present)...some people will still be dead, while others....ahem, anyway...I'll try to work on the dramatic scenes some more. I wasn't sure if you guys liked drama as much as action. So I kept it to a minimum.
Mandy (a.k.a: Unicorn66x): Yes, Dumbledore believes Harry went back in time. Dumbledore knows (both in the present and past) that only the heir of Gryffindor can activate the Green Flame Torch when it is time. The Dumbledore of the present doesn't think Harry is ready. The Dumbledore of the past realizes that Harry is the heir of Gryffindor...and was, obviously, ready to time travel. That's the 'sudden look of understanding' that presses Dumbledore's face. :O)
Joanna: Harry went back in time to save Lily and James from Voldemort's wrath, though Harry doesn't realize this yet. But Harry can't tell Dumbledore who his parents are. Harry just wants to get back to his own time, before he messes up the time line. And I am afraid that the rumor of book 5 coming out in June,2003 looks to be true. A British radio station announced that the release date was June 3rd, 2003. So consider that official until told other wise. *grins*
Nuts: You're reviews don't scare me. I love reading reviews from you, and the rest of my loyal readers!
Erica: I am so sorry these chapters come out so slow! I can relate...believe me! I will make my best efforts to get more chapters out sooner...but beware...it could take 2-3 weeks for a chapter to come out once school starts again. *scowls*
Eilly: No, Dumbledore doesn't remember Harry...and you'll find out why at the end of this fanfic. I will say that Harry will be the only one who remembers he went back. *grins* But that's all I'm saying! I've already given away too much! Ttyl!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Wonderings *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry opened his eyes, and nearly choked at what he saw. James and Sirius were at his bed side. Sirius was leaning over him, examining his scar. When Harry opened his eyes, Sirius jumped back in surprise.
"Oh, er...sorry about that," Sirius murmured quickly.
Harry wasn't paying attention. His eyes were locked on his father. James stared back, giving Harry an odd look. As if not to trust what his eyes were seeing. Harry (though he didn't realize it) also had this look on his face. Sirius looked from James to Harry and back again.
"Er....well, hello. My name is Sirius Black and this is James Potter" Sirius said, pointing to James with an awkward smile. James face loosened and he suddenly grinned.
"Great," said James. "A stunt double". An expression of realization crossed Sirius's face.
"Yeah..." said Sirius interestedly."Imagine the pranks we could play..."
"What is your name?" James asked, a dreamy expression crossing his face at all the tricks he could play on Snape and get away with.
"Harry." Harry thought that it would be best that he not give his last name.
*Crash!*
The door of the hospital wing flew open. And Dumbledore, followed by Madam Pomphrey came jogging into the room, closely followed by five people on stretchers; two people were completely covered by white blankets.
"Mr. Potter! Mr. Black! What are you two doing here?!" shrieked Madam Pomphrey when she saw them.
"We..." James began.
"Return to your common rooms immediately!" she snapped.
James and Sirius looked at each other, and then slowly walked towards the door. Sirius and James were watching Dumbledore and Madam Pomphrey loading stretchers onto the beds across the wing. James eyes flew to Harry as the door shut behind them.
Harry's eyes lingered on the door for a few moments, as Dumbledore and Madam Pomphrey began administrating shots and casting spells over the bodies. Finally Harry heard Madam Pomphrey say, with deep regret. "It's too late. They're gone"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Present ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was past Midnight. Ron lay in his bed, his eyes wide open. 'It's all my fault', Ron thought to himself. 'Why did I leave him behind?'
Ron had been wondering this all day. When Dumbledore told him and Hermione Harry was missing, Ron got a sick feeling in his stomach. Something wasn't right. First he had lost Hagrid, and now his best friend. It was too much! Ron didn't know if he was in denial or if it was something else...but he couldn't believe Harry was dead. Not yet...
On the other side of Gryffindor Tower, Hermione was thinking the same thoughts. Harry couldn't be dead...not after everything he lived through. Her eyes were sore and red from crying.
Ron and Hermione didn't know it, but almost everyone in Hogwarts was still awake that night. Dumbledore had informed the teachers, and of course the rumor that Harry had been captured by Voldemort had run through the school like wild fire in a forest...greatly helped by the Slytherins. Ron and Hermione rolled over once again in their beds, trying to get to sleep. Pavati, Lavender, Seamus, Dean, and Neville were also still lying awake in their beds. Had the Boy Who Lived actually died?
Ginny laid in her bed. She, like Hermione, was also crying, but much louder. Her dorm mates didn't mind. It was what they wanted to do. Their hope, their hero, was gone. And no one knew if he would ever come back.
Professor McGonagall was grading papers, doing anything to keep her mind off of Voldemort. Many of the other teachers were also doing this, or something like this....like making teaching plans for the next week.
Snape was also awake. He had taken refuge in trying to perfect a pain- numbing potion. He knew he would need it. Lord Voldemort didn't trust him, and was quite keen to put him under the cruciatus curse when ever he didn't produce. Snape didn't like the dratted boy anyway, an arrogant fool like his father. The only reason he put up with Potter was because he knew very well his importance to the downfall of Voldemort. He also knew, however, Harry's past. He had always been convinced Potter got all the luck. It was stupidity, not bravery. Except, perhaps, at the end of the Triwizard Tournament....
Snape scowled. He disliked Harry, goodness yes...he would always dislike Harry very much. But he never thought Harry, nor even James, deserved to die. Potter knew that he, Severus Snape, had saved him from falling off his broom four years ago. Did he thank him? No....he just continued to get all the praise. Well, good ridance! He had paid his due...he no longer owed James Potter his life.
Draco Malfoy was sound asleep. A pleasant smile fitted across his face. He hadn't been in this good a mood since he found out the Dark Lord had risen again. He was certainly pleased to hear the Ministry wasn't going to do anything to stop the Dark order from raising...the fools! The Dementors had been good allies with his future Master. When he, Draco, was old enough...he was guaranteed a spot in Voldemort's inner circle. He would serve his Master well. Now that the big oaf, Hagrid, was dead, some of the giants had begun to join their side. That french cow couldn't keep them all from joining the dark order forever. Voldemort would have ruled the entire world by now, probably, if it hadn't been for that old fool, Dumbledore. And worse, the person Draco hated more then any other, Potter....Harry Potter had delayed the dark order for 13 years. Well, now he would pay. Draco had made a mental note before falling off into a slumber to send an owl to his father the next morning to check to see if all had gone to plan. It wouldn't be long now....
Dumbledore sat in his office, pouring over a pile of books on his desk. Looking for something, any thing, that would help him find Harry. It looked like another long night. A few hours ago, he had sent out 3 owls with messages. One owl to Mundungus Fletcher to come and discuss what they were going to do to find Harry.
He also sent one to Arabella Figg. She had been watching Harry for more then 14 years, though she certainly didn't appreciate having to live like a muggle....but she was comforted by her cats. He had put her there to guard Harry in case any Death Eater, or Lord Voldemort himself, was to turn up at Privet Drive. Indeed, Arabella had spotted one person of magical blood (by a track-o-meter set to identify any magical creature or person that came with in 50 yards of the Dursley's house) standing outside number Four Privet Drive trying to break through the protections two summers ago...after the Quidditch World Cup. No doubt, it was Wormtail or Barty Crouch Jr.
He had sent the last owl to Sirius and Remus. He didn't want to tell them, especially Sirius, that Harry was missing in a letter. He proposed that they send him a letter confirming a date when they could meet to talk personally.
At the moment, Remus was reading the Daily Prophet as he sat by a small, but strong fire in his small, shabby house. Sirius was asleep on the slim padded wooden couch. Sirius rolled over in his sleep, and fell off the couch and landed, quite painfully on the floor.
Sirius moaned, as he tried to get back up, rubbing his head. Remus looked over at Sirius, and smiled.
"Having trouble sleeping?" He asked.
Sirius looked at him. Remus noticed Sirius was trying giving him a sarcastic look through sleepy eyes.
"Some friend you are. Why didn't you tell me I'm in danger of head damage if I move" Sirius snapped in a grumpy mood. Remus only smiled.
"So it's better that I tell you, instead of telling on you?" Remus answered.
"What are you on about?" Sirius asked, rubbing his eyes from the fire light.
"I was just reminiscing about the time you told James that I kissed Lily....when I would never..." Remus began.
"Oh, it was an April fool's joke. I would never really have told on you or James..." Sirius said laughing.
"Ah...so that's how James got detention back in third year," said Remus.
Sirius stood and thought for a moment, and then he remembered the time he told McGonagall how James had put super glue on the toilet seats of the girls bathroom. Sirius laughed.
"Oh, yeah...now I remember. A good trick, if I may say so myself," Sirius said grinning. Remus raised an eyebrow, and continued to read the daily prophet. There was a tap at the window, and Sirius saw a large barn owl on the window sill, carrying a letter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Past ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Why were you in the hospital wing?" Moony asked.
"We told you!" James exclaimed. "There was this one kid there, Harry, who looked exactly like me!"
"I don't believe you," Moony answered. "Like in first year! It's like the time you told me Padfoot had another head under his arm..."
"Oh, but we had just met you!" Sirius said, hiding a smile. "We didn't think you'd believe it. Well, Wormtail did...which was kind of sick really..."
"How could he look like you, Prongs? Unless he was related..." said Peter.
"Yeah!" said Sirius, jumping up.
"Maybe he is a cousin or distant relative," suggested Moony.
"I got it!" said Sirius excitedly. James, Remus, and Peter gave him a strange look. "Maybe he was an evil twin that your parents shipped away when you two were babies..."
"Prongs was the good twin?" Peter questioned. James grinned...it was a little far-fetched.
"Oh...yeah" Siriues said with consideration. "Well, maybe when Prongs found out he was being shipped away; he acted like the good twin and framed Harry!" Sirius said with triumph.
"Yeah, maybe" James said, sniggering with the others. "Or it could just be a coincidence."
"I suppose we all have a look-a-like out there," said Remus thoughtfully.
"Yeah, I guess so," said James turning away to look out the window. "But still," he murmured to himself. "Like this?"
(A/N: Another chapter complete! I hope you guys liked it! There will be an action scene in the next chapter, of course. :O) It took me about 3 hours to type this up, so please review! I really would appriciate it! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review! Thanks! Now down below is an answer to some of your questions! ttyl! *Kara*)
To you all who reviewed: Thank you, first of all! I love it when someone says they feel like they're reading the real 5th book. I do realize that there are some 'out of character' and/or corny parts....like "Love, James" perhaps....I mean, I know that James wouldn't rhyme if he did get to write a message to Harry....but it's just a poem I thought was cool and I wanted to share it with you. :O) Anyway, now to really answer your questions!
BethW: Bringing Hagrid back to life? Well, Harry is in the past...and I will say that something is going to change, for better and worse. But some things are just inevitable, and Harry must remember not to mess with the time-line. You'll find out at the end of this fanfic. :O)
Mellisa (a.k.a Picle50991): Killing Harry off? What if Harry is never born? *evil grin* The soul purpose of Harry going back in time is to save Lily and James from Voldemort. So, I can't really answer that...Sorry! But I will say that some people *had* to die eventually...and some others deaths weren't as important to Harry's destiny.
Princess Kattera: Harry, Ron, and Hermione were very upset about Hagrid's death. But they are more or less still in a state of denial. A part of them doesn't want to believe that Hagrid (or Harry) is dead. No, obviously...James and Sirius have discovered Harry, so it would be pointless to change his looks. Though, I'm sure you'll find some stories where the author transfers Harry into a super model. *shakes her head* Not me...no way...!
Snuzzie: Harry went back in time to save people, yes...but when Harry goes back to his original time (the present)...some people will still be dead, while others....ahem, anyway...I'll try to work on the dramatic scenes some more. I wasn't sure if you guys liked drama as much as action. So I kept it to a minimum.
Mandy (a.k.a: Unicorn66x): Yes, Dumbledore believes Harry went back in time. Dumbledore knows (both in the present and past) that only the heir of Gryffindor can activate the Green Flame Torch when it is time. The Dumbledore of the present doesn't think Harry is ready. The Dumbledore of the past realizes that Harry is the heir of Gryffindor...and was, obviously, ready to time travel. That's the 'sudden look of understanding' that presses Dumbledore's face. :O)
Joanna: Harry went back in time to save Lily and James from Voldemort's wrath, though Harry doesn't realize this yet. But Harry can't tell Dumbledore who his parents are. Harry just wants to get back to his own time, before he messes up the time line. And I am afraid that the rumor of book 5 coming out in June,2003 looks to be true. A British radio station announced that the release date was June 3rd, 2003. So consider that official until told other wise. *grins*
Nuts: You're reviews don't scare me. I love reading reviews from you, and the rest of my loyal readers!
Erica: I am so sorry these chapters come out so slow! I can relate...believe me! I will make my best efforts to get more chapters out sooner...but beware...it could take 2-3 weeks for a chapter to come out once school starts again. *scowls*
Eilly: No, Dumbledore doesn't remember Harry...and you'll find out why at the end of this fanfic. I will say that Harry will be the only one who remembers he went back. *grins* But that's all I'm saying! I've already given away too much! Ttyl!