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Author's note: I have absolutely no experience with babies, so I might not have written some of this very well. Correct me if I'm wrong...
Chapter Two
On the morning of All Saints' Day, Chris woke up to a series of crashes. She opened a bleary eye to see Harry, standing next to a scene of chaos, giggling. One of the side tables was upside down with a leg missing, the undecorated clay jar which had sat on the table was now on the floor in a million pieces, and the bookshelf in the corner was lying flat on its side, with books all over the floor.
Chris glanced at her watch. Six in the morning. She groaned, thinking, 'Can't I sleep for just two more hours?' She sat up, and swung her legs over the side of the bed.
When Harry wasn't looking, Chris pulled her uniform pants on, but left the jacket off, wearing only a blue t-shirt. Standing up, she did up the pants and black leather belt, and put her boots on. She strode over to Harry and picked him up, then opened the door and strode out. Two paces down the corridor, she was intercepted by the queen.
"What was that noise?"
"_That_, was Harry waking me up. He's gone and broken the clay vase on the side table, breaking one of the table's legs, and spilled books all over the floor. Loudest wake-up call I've ever had!" She shifted Harry on her hip. "I suppose this mischievious infant wants breakfast. I know I do!"
~*~
After breakfast, the queen pulled Chris aside. "I've given Harry's fostering a bit of thought. _I'd_ like to foster him."
"A second chance at being a mother? I understand. That kid's such a charmer. If I didn't already have three babies to look after, I'd consider fostering him myself." Silently, she added, 'If I'm going to make Harry's life better, I might as well do it properly.' "There's something I need to do on Harry's Earth. I'll be back later."
Chris set of running down the corridor, pulling on her uniform jacket as she went. The Guardian opened a portal to its location, the planet codenamed 'Gateway'. Chris ran through the portal, skidding to a halt on the other side.
"Guardian, I need to get back to the last HP dimension I visited. Right after Peter Pettigrew blew up the street. Sirius Black's location!" The moment the portal opened, Chris leapt through.
"Sirius Black! Oi! Unless you want to get thrown into Azkaban without a trial, come with me!" Black looked at Chris for a moment, then walked toward her. Chris made a dash for him, grabbed his sleeve and started running, pulling him along. Black resisted a bit, which made Chris's job harder. Finally, she found it easier to do. Not because Black was co- operating, but because LongTail to- Sivao, who had been inactive until then, was lending Chris some of her strength.
'Thanks, Eltie,' Chris sent as she ran. About half a kilometre away, she came to a halt. She turned to Black. "Apparate to Hogsmeade. I'll meet you there." She raced off again. Behind her, she heard a crack. She glanced behind her, noticed Black was gone, and turned into a side alley. She took a running leap, and landed on one of the streets of Hogsmeade.
Black was there. She gestured for him to follow her, then set off running again, toward the cave where Sirius would hide in Harry's fourth year of Hogwarts. Once in the cave, Chris turned around.
When he got to the cave, Black asked Chris, "Are you a witch?"
"No. I'm not a Muggle, either. I suppose if magic schools existed in my dimension, I'd have attended one, but they don't. My name's Christina Atola. I'm the current time-guardian."
"Where's Harry?"
"He's perfectly safe with some friends of mine. I'll take you to see him when things quiet down a bit. For now, I expect you to stay hidden."
"If you're not a witch, how can you Apparate?"
"It's not really the same as Apparating. I don't know how I do it, I just can. If you need to go to Hogsmeade, do it in your Animagus form. DON'T go out as a human. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have something else I need to do."
Chris strode out of the cave and, as she was about to start walking to Hogsmeade, LongTail jumped to the fore and took off, all four of her limbs only just touching the ground.
'Eltie! No fair!'
[Sorry, Chris, but you were going to take ages getting anywhere.] LongTail's mental voice was apologetic, but her pace did not slow.
'Ho-kay, let's go to Hogwarts.' Chris sighed.
The entire trip took only a few minutes, and once they were outside the gates, Chris was pushed to the fore. She trotted through the gates and to the doors. She knocked loudly, and waited.
After a minute, a woman with her hair done up in a tight but answered the door. "Yes?"
"My name is Christina Atola. I'm here to see Professor Dumbledore."
"Very well, follow me." Chris followed the woman, who she recognised as Professor Minerva McGonagall, through the door and the Entrance Hall. Chris knew the LongTail would memorise the route and be able to follow it back if necessary. That fact had got them out of tight situations in the past. Chris didn't bother to pay any attention the the turns they made.
Finally, they reached the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to the Headmaster's office, where McGonagall gave the password, Sugar Quill. Opening the door, she announced, "The time-guardian is here to se you."
"Thank you, Minerva." Chris walked in quietly and waited in front of the desk. Dumbledore looked up. "How may I help you?"
"You can listen to the truth. Sirius Black did not betray the Potters. He was never their Secret Keeper."
"Who was it?" Dumbledore asked. Chris did not answer. Instead, she said,
"If any student ever comes to Hogwarts with a pet rat, especially if it has a toe missing on its front paw, use the spell that forces an Animagus to reveal himself. Question the Animagus under Veritaserum and all will be revealed."
"Where is Harry Potter?"
"On a planet callet Mobius. Death Eaters cannot reach him there. He is the fosterling of a queen." Dumbledore got a strange expression on his face.
"Which queen?"
"You already know. You've been there. Not in that particular dimension, but a similar one." Chris answered.
"You mean...? Oh good Lord."
"As I said, Harry's perfectly safe. They kicked Robotnik out two years ago." Chris shifted her weight. "If you'll excuse me, I need to get back to Mobius." She spun on her heel and walked out the door. The Guardian picked her up once the door closed, and sent her directly to Mobius.
Once there, the first thing she saw was Harry running from a paint- covered figure. It took a while for Chris to realise who it was: Princess Sonia.
"Harry-kins, what have you done?!" Chris exclaimed. Harry dashed behind her, putting her between himself and Sonia.
"Sonia funny!" he giggled. Sonia, on the other hand, scowled. Chris sighed.
"You think he's bad _now_, just wait until he hits the Terrible Twos. Or his teens. Listen, would you mind letting your mum know I'm going home, but I'll be back once in a while?" Sonia nodded, and Chris turned round and went back into the portal. 'Back to the daily grind...'
~*~
Chris visited Harry about once a week, and every time she saw him, he was up to some form of mischief. It wasn't until her third visit that she discovered that Princes Sonic and Manic were helping him with that mischief. They were the ones to put buckets of water abouve doors, as well as lift him high enough to hang embarrassing objects in Sonia's room. 'Heaven help Hogwarts!' she though, whenever Harry performed a practical joke.
When Harry was very nearly two years old, Chris decided to give him a little surprise. She went back to the cave near Hogsmeade and spoke suddenly, starling Black.
"Want to go see Harry?"
"Don't scare me like that!" He blinked, then, "Of course I want to see Harry!"
"Before we go anywhere, you need to know a few things. The locals of Mobius are anthropomorphic - you do know what that means?" At Sirius's nod, she continued. "I fostered Harry with the queen of that planet, he's got three foster-siblings. I daresay he's loads better off there than at the Dursleys! He calls me Auntie - I don't know whether one of his fosters put him up to it or whether he came up with it himself. He's a prankster - I'm sure you're happy to hear that? At the moment, he doesn't know he's a fosterling, and I'd like to keep it that way until he's sevenish. Now then, let's get going."
"How are we gettting there?" Sirius asked Chris.
"Well, we walk for a bit, and the Guardian of Forever will pick us up in mid-stride."
"Guardian of Forever?"
"A sentient time-portal built by and ancient alien race known as the Originators. It's what helps me get to whichever dimension needs fixing." At that moment, the Guardian picked the two of them up and sent them to Mobius.
"Pafooh?" a childish voice shouted.
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Author's note: I have absolutely no experience with babies, so I might not have written some of this very well. Correct me if I'm wrong...
Chapter Two
On the morning of All Saints' Day, Chris woke up to a series of crashes. She opened a bleary eye to see Harry, standing next to a scene of chaos, giggling. One of the side tables was upside down with a leg missing, the undecorated clay jar which had sat on the table was now on the floor in a million pieces, and the bookshelf in the corner was lying flat on its side, with books all over the floor.
Chris glanced at her watch. Six in the morning. She groaned, thinking, 'Can't I sleep for just two more hours?' She sat up, and swung her legs over the side of the bed.
When Harry wasn't looking, Chris pulled her uniform pants on, but left the jacket off, wearing only a blue t-shirt. Standing up, she did up the pants and black leather belt, and put her boots on. She strode over to Harry and picked him up, then opened the door and strode out. Two paces down the corridor, she was intercepted by the queen.
"What was that noise?"
"_That_, was Harry waking me up. He's gone and broken the clay vase on the side table, breaking one of the table's legs, and spilled books all over the floor. Loudest wake-up call I've ever had!" She shifted Harry on her hip. "I suppose this mischievious infant wants breakfast. I know I do!"
~*~
After breakfast, the queen pulled Chris aside. "I've given Harry's fostering a bit of thought. _I'd_ like to foster him."
"A second chance at being a mother? I understand. That kid's such a charmer. If I didn't already have three babies to look after, I'd consider fostering him myself." Silently, she added, 'If I'm going to make Harry's life better, I might as well do it properly.' "There's something I need to do on Harry's Earth. I'll be back later."
Chris set of running down the corridor, pulling on her uniform jacket as she went. The Guardian opened a portal to its location, the planet codenamed 'Gateway'. Chris ran through the portal, skidding to a halt on the other side.
"Guardian, I need to get back to the last HP dimension I visited. Right after Peter Pettigrew blew up the street. Sirius Black's location!" The moment the portal opened, Chris leapt through.
"Sirius Black! Oi! Unless you want to get thrown into Azkaban without a trial, come with me!" Black looked at Chris for a moment, then walked toward her. Chris made a dash for him, grabbed his sleeve and started running, pulling him along. Black resisted a bit, which made Chris's job harder. Finally, she found it easier to do. Not because Black was co- operating, but because LongTail to- Sivao, who had been inactive until then, was lending Chris some of her strength.
'Thanks, Eltie,' Chris sent as she ran. About half a kilometre away, she came to a halt. She turned to Black. "Apparate to Hogsmeade. I'll meet you there." She raced off again. Behind her, she heard a crack. She glanced behind her, noticed Black was gone, and turned into a side alley. She took a running leap, and landed on one of the streets of Hogsmeade.
Black was there. She gestured for him to follow her, then set off running again, toward the cave where Sirius would hide in Harry's fourth year of Hogwarts. Once in the cave, Chris turned around.
When he got to the cave, Black asked Chris, "Are you a witch?"
"No. I'm not a Muggle, either. I suppose if magic schools existed in my dimension, I'd have attended one, but they don't. My name's Christina Atola. I'm the current time-guardian."
"Where's Harry?"
"He's perfectly safe with some friends of mine. I'll take you to see him when things quiet down a bit. For now, I expect you to stay hidden."
"If you're not a witch, how can you Apparate?"
"It's not really the same as Apparating. I don't know how I do it, I just can. If you need to go to Hogsmeade, do it in your Animagus form. DON'T go out as a human. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have something else I need to do."
Chris strode out of the cave and, as she was about to start walking to Hogsmeade, LongTail jumped to the fore and took off, all four of her limbs only just touching the ground.
'Eltie! No fair!'
[Sorry, Chris, but you were going to take ages getting anywhere.] LongTail's mental voice was apologetic, but her pace did not slow.
'Ho-kay, let's go to Hogwarts.' Chris sighed.
The entire trip took only a few minutes, and once they were outside the gates, Chris was pushed to the fore. She trotted through the gates and to the doors. She knocked loudly, and waited.
After a minute, a woman with her hair done up in a tight but answered the door. "Yes?"
"My name is Christina Atola. I'm here to see Professor Dumbledore."
"Very well, follow me." Chris followed the woman, who she recognised as Professor Minerva McGonagall, through the door and the Entrance Hall. Chris knew the LongTail would memorise the route and be able to follow it back if necessary. That fact had got them out of tight situations in the past. Chris didn't bother to pay any attention the the turns they made.
Finally, they reached the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to the Headmaster's office, where McGonagall gave the password, Sugar Quill. Opening the door, she announced, "The time-guardian is here to se you."
"Thank you, Minerva." Chris walked in quietly and waited in front of the desk. Dumbledore looked up. "How may I help you?"
"You can listen to the truth. Sirius Black did not betray the Potters. He was never their Secret Keeper."
"Who was it?" Dumbledore asked. Chris did not answer. Instead, she said,
"If any student ever comes to Hogwarts with a pet rat, especially if it has a toe missing on its front paw, use the spell that forces an Animagus to reveal himself. Question the Animagus under Veritaserum and all will be revealed."
"Where is Harry Potter?"
"On a planet callet Mobius. Death Eaters cannot reach him there. He is the fosterling of a queen." Dumbledore got a strange expression on his face.
"Which queen?"
"You already know. You've been there. Not in that particular dimension, but a similar one." Chris answered.
"You mean...? Oh good Lord."
"As I said, Harry's perfectly safe. They kicked Robotnik out two years ago." Chris shifted her weight. "If you'll excuse me, I need to get back to Mobius." She spun on her heel and walked out the door. The Guardian picked her up once the door closed, and sent her directly to Mobius.
Once there, the first thing she saw was Harry running from a paint- covered figure. It took a while for Chris to realise who it was: Princess Sonia.
"Harry-kins, what have you done?!" Chris exclaimed. Harry dashed behind her, putting her between himself and Sonia.
"Sonia funny!" he giggled. Sonia, on the other hand, scowled. Chris sighed.
"You think he's bad _now_, just wait until he hits the Terrible Twos. Or his teens. Listen, would you mind letting your mum know I'm going home, but I'll be back once in a while?" Sonia nodded, and Chris turned round and went back into the portal. 'Back to the daily grind...'
~*~
Chris visited Harry about once a week, and every time she saw him, he was up to some form of mischief. It wasn't until her third visit that she discovered that Princes Sonic and Manic were helping him with that mischief. They were the ones to put buckets of water abouve doors, as well as lift him high enough to hang embarrassing objects in Sonia's room. 'Heaven help Hogwarts!' she though, whenever Harry performed a practical joke.
When Harry was very nearly two years old, Chris decided to give him a little surprise. She went back to the cave near Hogsmeade and spoke suddenly, starling Black.
"Want to go see Harry?"
"Don't scare me like that!" He blinked, then, "Of course I want to see Harry!"
"Before we go anywhere, you need to know a few things. The locals of Mobius are anthropomorphic - you do know what that means?" At Sirius's nod, she continued. "I fostered Harry with the queen of that planet, he's got three foster-siblings. I daresay he's loads better off there than at the Dursleys! He calls me Auntie - I don't know whether one of his fosters put him up to it or whether he came up with it himself. He's a prankster - I'm sure you're happy to hear that? At the moment, he doesn't know he's a fosterling, and I'd like to keep it that way until he's sevenish. Now then, let's get going."
"How are we gettting there?" Sirius asked Chris.
"Well, we walk for a bit, and the Guardian of Forever will pick us up in mid-stride."
"Guardian of Forever?"
"A sentient time-portal built by and ancient alien race known as the Originators. It's what helps me get to whichever dimension needs fixing." At that moment, the Guardian picked the two of them up and sent them to Mobius.
"Pafooh?" a childish voice shouted.
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