A/N: sorry it took so long, I reworked the other chapters a little and
sent them to be betaed and I haven't heard back from him, its has been over
a month. So if there is anyone out there who would like to beta this fic
let me know and I will send you all of the chapters.
Disclamer I own nothing, and I am not making any cash off this.
A/N: Remember this is a un-beta-read fiction at the moment so there are a lot of mistakes.
Reboot chapter 5
Harry pulled his wand and spun towards the voice, which was coming from behind him.
"Stupeify"
"Protego" Dumbledore's shield charm activated quickly, harmlessly absorbing the curse. "Please calm yourself Mr. Potter."
"Professor, I ...well I...oh Bloody HELL!" Harry exclaimed.
"Language Mr. Potter. Why don't you tell me what you are doing out of your bed at this hour." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "And how you knew exactly were to come to find the mirror."
Harry took a deep, calming breath, his mind going into overdrive. "I don't suppose that you would believe I was looking for the kitchen, would you?"
"No I don't think I would." Dumbledore said as he extended an envelope full of yellow candy. "Lemon drop."
"No thank you." Harry said. "You know I have always wondered if you add spells to those things."
"Actually there are a few spells contained in them. First there is a truth serum coating them, then a 'trust me' charm" Dumbledore then raised the envelope again. "I will ask you to take one, for the talk we need to have."
Harry reaches out and takes one from the headmaster; he then pops it in his mouth. He takes a moment to allow the magic to do its stuff; Harry knew he would have to be careful so he doesn't say too much. "I am going to warn you now that I wont tell you everything." Harry said as he walked to the center of the room, and turned around taking it all in. Harry looked directly at Dumbledore as he started talking again. "I am here to change a number of events that will happen in the next few years. I hope this time around to be able to save lives. I believe its obvious that there has been some kind of time travel involved with my being here."
The headmaster nodded. "Yes I figured that part out. Harry I have to ask how old are you?" Harry smiled at that.
"Well first off I am Harry James Potter, and I am 11 years old...kinda." Harry said with a smile, Harry found that he liked being the one with the information, instead of receiving it bit by bit. "During the summer after my fifth year here at Hogwarts I made a wish, would you believe it was on a shooting star. Anyway when I woke up I had an 11-year-old body the day my Hogwarts letter arrived. So here I am with a chance to relive the next few years. Hopefully this time around I can save them." Harry said the last part quietly to himself; he did not realize Dumbledore had heard him.
"Harry why didn't you contact me when you first 'arrived' in this time? Why the sneaking around?"
Harry paused then said. "In all honesty I didn't know if I could trust you. At first I was worried that you would try and send me back, and I could not allow that." Dumbledore looked like he was going to say something but Harry continued. "I then came to the realization that you probably couldn't send me back, I..." Harry trailed off, then restated. "It all came down to trust, I did not if you were worthy of my thrust. I still don't which is why I am not going to tell you everything. Professor over the years you have just kept too many things from me, or told me too many half truths." Dumbledore opened his mouth to say something but Harry continued anyway. "I know that you believed that you were doing the right thing but your good intentions cost lives, and I wont let her die this time."
Dumbledore looked deflated upon hearing this. "Harry why don't we continue this in my office."
"Ok, you can give me my fathers cloak tonight." Harry then turned and looked at the mirror again, he was mesmerized by the sight of the people he loved looking so happy and alive. "Professor I have always wondered when you look in the mirror do you really see yourself holding socks?"
Dumbledore smiled at Harry before responding. "Yes Harry but its not the sock that I truly want but the quit peaceful life where ones socks are important."
"Yes but peace is years away." Harry took one deep breath and then looked deep into the mirror. "You were right it was one of your more brilliant ideas." Harry said as he pulled the stone out of his pocket, he tossed it from his right hand to his left hand then up in the air. His right hand pulled his wand and "Shatterrosa" the stone was shattered in to a million pieces. "Sadly Nicolas Flamel, and his wife will be taking that final journey earlier then planed." Harry said before walking out the door and towards the Headmasters office. Dumbledore was shocked to say the least, the information from the future and then the destruction of the stone was a lot to take in. After a few minuets he left the room and walked at a brisk pace to his office, he took a secret passage so that he could beat Harry there. He was only slightly surprised to see Harry already at the stairs, it looked like Harry was talking to the gargoyle. Dumbledore was 10 meters from the statue when it started to turn and showed the stairs leading to his office. The spinning stairs took Harry up with them on the way to the top. As Dumbledore walking into his office he saw Harry talking to Fawkes
"Please sit down Harry, and lets talk about why you just did that." Harry moved to the chair in front of the desk while Dumbledore walked around and sat in his chair.
"I did what I did to keep it out of Riddles hands, you see instead of waiting till the end of the year I decided to do a preemptive strike. I mean leaving it where it was out it so close to his hands. No offence, but you are supposed to be a great wizard yet he is hiding right under your nose." Dumbledore visibly paled upon hearing this. "He has been using unicorn blood to sustain him while he co-inhabits Quirrell's body."
"What!!! Professor Quirrell, how long?" Dumbledore exclamed
"Oh not long, just since he failed to steal the stone from Gringarts. It's the answer to what's under his turban." Harry told the headmaster. "We need to be careful about how to deal with him. If we come right out and attack he will know something's up." Harry took a moment and then continued. "I was thinking of enlisting the twins to pull some prank. His presence would be easily felt if we can lift that turban off of Quirrell's head."
"Can we vanquish him?" Dumbledore asked
"Sadly no, not yet we need to let him regain his body, which is still four years away."
"Harry, what else can you tell me, since I am sure that there is more."
"Very true Professor next year someone will open the Chamber of Secrets, and let loose the Basilisk" Harry told Dumbledore.
"Harry was there any fatalities?" Dumbledore asked.
"Luckily no, it was close but moaning Myrtle is the only death caused by that monster. Even better, is the fact that is easily prevented and without showing our hand to our enemies." Harry told Dumbledore, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten about Dobby. He would have to think about that, there has to be some way of freeing the house elf.
"That's good news, will you be needing help dealing with it?" Dumbledore asked.
"No I should be able to do it on my own. Now on to a most important matter, my Godfather, Sirius Black. He is an innocent man, you see they did a switch and wormtail was the secret keeper. He faked his own death by cutting off his finger and changing into a rat before running off, after his fight with Sirius. He is now here at Hogwarts and is masquerading as Ron Wesley's pet rat, Scabbers. I am currently looking for a spell that will reveal his true form." Harry said, it was clear that he was getting tired.
"Harry think about this, like you said, we can not show our hand. How will you explain a spell like that while you are a first year student? You would need some reason to suspect him before you cast any spells."
"I know," Harry said with a sigh, Harry felt a little defeated and a lot tired. "I will need to think about it, maybe some transfiguration class that we need our pets for."
"Harry that type of magic is a few years away, but I might have an idea." Dumbledore said. "Well it is getting late and you have class tomar...I mean in a few hours." Harry stood up and looked around the room taking in everything. It was just as he remembered it. As Harry turned to leave Dumbledore spoke up. "I would like you to come by tomorrow after dinner so we can discuses some advanced lessons."
Harry nodded and continued to the door, just as he reached it he stopped. "Professor, my I have my fathers cloak now please."
"Of course." Dumbledore said as he got up and walked over to the chest along the back wall. After rummaging around for a moment he pulled out a neatly folded cloak, which he then passed to Harry.
"Goodnight Professor. I will see you tomorrow we still have much to discuses." Harry said as he walked out the door and down the steps. He put the cloak on as he reached the bottom of the stairs. Harry did not pay much attention as he walked back to his dorm. As he climbed into bed he saw that his clock on his bedside table said 3:15am. 'Tomorrow is going to be a very long day,' He thought as he drifted off to sleep.
A/N: Well that's that chapter I will be looking for a beta shortly, so the next time it is updated it might not be anything new but just edited.
Disclamer I own nothing, and I am not making any cash off this.
A/N: Remember this is a un-beta-read fiction at the moment so there are a lot of mistakes.
Reboot chapter 5
Harry pulled his wand and spun towards the voice, which was coming from behind him.
"Stupeify"
"Protego" Dumbledore's shield charm activated quickly, harmlessly absorbing the curse. "Please calm yourself Mr. Potter."
"Professor, I ...well I...oh Bloody HELL!" Harry exclaimed.
"Language Mr. Potter. Why don't you tell me what you are doing out of your bed at this hour." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "And how you knew exactly were to come to find the mirror."
Harry took a deep, calming breath, his mind going into overdrive. "I don't suppose that you would believe I was looking for the kitchen, would you?"
"No I don't think I would." Dumbledore said as he extended an envelope full of yellow candy. "Lemon drop."
"No thank you." Harry said. "You know I have always wondered if you add spells to those things."
"Actually there are a few spells contained in them. First there is a truth serum coating them, then a 'trust me' charm" Dumbledore then raised the envelope again. "I will ask you to take one, for the talk we need to have."
Harry reaches out and takes one from the headmaster; he then pops it in his mouth. He takes a moment to allow the magic to do its stuff; Harry knew he would have to be careful so he doesn't say too much. "I am going to warn you now that I wont tell you everything." Harry said as he walked to the center of the room, and turned around taking it all in. Harry looked directly at Dumbledore as he started talking again. "I am here to change a number of events that will happen in the next few years. I hope this time around to be able to save lives. I believe its obvious that there has been some kind of time travel involved with my being here."
The headmaster nodded. "Yes I figured that part out. Harry I have to ask how old are you?" Harry smiled at that.
"Well first off I am Harry James Potter, and I am 11 years old...kinda." Harry said with a smile, Harry found that he liked being the one with the information, instead of receiving it bit by bit. "During the summer after my fifth year here at Hogwarts I made a wish, would you believe it was on a shooting star. Anyway when I woke up I had an 11-year-old body the day my Hogwarts letter arrived. So here I am with a chance to relive the next few years. Hopefully this time around I can save them." Harry said the last part quietly to himself; he did not realize Dumbledore had heard him.
"Harry why didn't you contact me when you first 'arrived' in this time? Why the sneaking around?"
Harry paused then said. "In all honesty I didn't know if I could trust you. At first I was worried that you would try and send me back, and I could not allow that." Dumbledore looked like he was going to say something but Harry continued. "I then came to the realization that you probably couldn't send me back, I..." Harry trailed off, then restated. "It all came down to trust, I did not if you were worthy of my thrust. I still don't which is why I am not going to tell you everything. Professor over the years you have just kept too many things from me, or told me too many half truths." Dumbledore opened his mouth to say something but Harry continued anyway. "I know that you believed that you were doing the right thing but your good intentions cost lives, and I wont let her die this time."
Dumbledore looked deflated upon hearing this. "Harry why don't we continue this in my office."
"Ok, you can give me my fathers cloak tonight." Harry then turned and looked at the mirror again, he was mesmerized by the sight of the people he loved looking so happy and alive. "Professor I have always wondered when you look in the mirror do you really see yourself holding socks?"
Dumbledore smiled at Harry before responding. "Yes Harry but its not the sock that I truly want but the quit peaceful life where ones socks are important."
"Yes but peace is years away." Harry took one deep breath and then looked deep into the mirror. "You were right it was one of your more brilliant ideas." Harry said as he pulled the stone out of his pocket, he tossed it from his right hand to his left hand then up in the air. His right hand pulled his wand and "Shatterrosa" the stone was shattered in to a million pieces. "Sadly Nicolas Flamel, and his wife will be taking that final journey earlier then planed." Harry said before walking out the door and towards the Headmasters office. Dumbledore was shocked to say the least, the information from the future and then the destruction of the stone was a lot to take in. After a few minuets he left the room and walked at a brisk pace to his office, he took a secret passage so that he could beat Harry there. He was only slightly surprised to see Harry already at the stairs, it looked like Harry was talking to the gargoyle. Dumbledore was 10 meters from the statue when it started to turn and showed the stairs leading to his office. The spinning stairs took Harry up with them on the way to the top. As Dumbledore walking into his office he saw Harry talking to Fawkes
"Please sit down Harry, and lets talk about why you just did that." Harry moved to the chair in front of the desk while Dumbledore walked around and sat in his chair.
"I did what I did to keep it out of Riddles hands, you see instead of waiting till the end of the year I decided to do a preemptive strike. I mean leaving it where it was out it so close to his hands. No offence, but you are supposed to be a great wizard yet he is hiding right under your nose." Dumbledore visibly paled upon hearing this. "He has been using unicorn blood to sustain him while he co-inhabits Quirrell's body."
"What!!! Professor Quirrell, how long?" Dumbledore exclamed
"Oh not long, just since he failed to steal the stone from Gringarts. It's the answer to what's under his turban." Harry told the headmaster. "We need to be careful about how to deal with him. If we come right out and attack he will know something's up." Harry took a moment and then continued. "I was thinking of enlisting the twins to pull some prank. His presence would be easily felt if we can lift that turban off of Quirrell's head."
"Can we vanquish him?" Dumbledore asked
"Sadly no, not yet we need to let him regain his body, which is still four years away."
"Harry, what else can you tell me, since I am sure that there is more."
"Very true Professor next year someone will open the Chamber of Secrets, and let loose the Basilisk" Harry told Dumbledore.
"Harry was there any fatalities?" Dumbledore asked.
"Luckily no, it was close but moaning Myrtle is the only death caused by that monster. Even better, is the fact that is easily prevented and without showing our hand to our enemies." Harry told Dumbledore, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten about Dobby. He would have to think about that, there has to be some way of freeing the house elf.
"That's good news, will you be needing help dealing with it?" Dumbledore asked.
"No I should be able to do it on my own. Now on to a most important matter, my Godfather, Sirius Black. He is an innocent man, you see they did a switch and wormtail was the secret keeper. He faked his own death by cutting off his finger and changing into a rat before running off, after his fight with Sirius. He is now here at Hogwarts and is masquerading as Ron Wesley's pet rat, Scabbers. I am currently looking for a spell that will reveal his true form." Harry said, it was clear that he was getting tired.
"Harry think about this, like you said, we can not show our hand. How will you explain a spell like that while you are a first year student? You would need some reason to suspect him before you cast any spells."
"I know," Harry said with a sigh, Harry felt a little defeated and a lot tired. "I will need to think about it, maybe some transfiguration class that we need our pets for."
"Harry that type of magic is a few years away, but I might have an idea." Dumbledore said. "Well it is getting late and you have class tomar...I mean in a few hours." Harry stood up and looked around the room taking in everything. It was just as he remembered it. As Harry turned to leave Dumbledore spoke up. "I would like you to come by tomorrow after dinner so we can discuses some advanced lessons."
Harry nodded and continued to the door, just as he reached it he stopped. "Professor, my I have my fathers cloak now please."
"Of course." Dumbledore said as he got up and walked over to the chest along the back wall. After rummaging around for a moment he pulled out a neatly folded cloak, which he then passed to Harry.
"Goodnight Professor. I will see you tomorrow we still have much to discuses." Harry said as he walked out the door and down the steps. He put the cloak on as he reached the bottom of the stairs. Harry did not pay much attention as he walked back to his dorm. As he climbed into bed he saw that his clock on his bedside table said 3:15am. 'Tomorrow is going to be a very long day,' He thought as he drifted off to sleep.
A/N: Well that's that chapter I will be looking for a beta shortly, so the next time it is updated it might not be anything new but just edited.