Wow it's been a long time hasn't it? The beginning of this chapter should answer most of the questions that you had because I've backed up to explain it all. Well here's chapter 3!

Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or FF8 (I know, a shame isn't it?) that is J.K. Rowling's and Squaresoft's creations.

~Chapter 3~

What happened?

TWO DAYS EARLIER…

            Voldemort was in some random hideout when the room got very dark and suddenly he knew that he wasn't in that room anymore. "Minions!" he called.

            "Oh come on! You should know they can't help you here. Besides, I just wanna talk." said a female voice. A women's head appeared in front of him six feet tall. She had black hair with red streaks and bright red lipstick to match. She was in her late teens to early twenties and very pretty, but Voldemort wasn't interested.

"Well, let's talk then, I'm not surprised that you could cast this spell to allow a private chat but I am impressed that you could find me." he snickered.

            "It's not hard when you're from the future, just ask a name and 'poof'-there they are! Now to business-I have an offer for you that has to do with a lit'le brat named Harry. (giggles) I'm giving you the chance to kill the lit'le idiot, now who honestly wouldn't pass up a chance to do that?"

            Voldemort was bored with this bimbo's way of talking but he couldn't help feeling tempted to take her offer and kill Potter, after all, it wasn't his future he was screwing up. Plus, if she knew how to cast this type of magic, who knows what else her spell book had. It might be worth it to steal it later and kill her or kill her anyway without stealing it, just for grins. "Okay I'll take your offer, but what do you want in return?"

            The face smiled brightly. "Oh, I thought you'd never of asked! I want you to bring my lit'le sis, Rinoa, here."

            Kidnapping? Things just get better and better don't they? "Okay, consider it done but how exactly do I get 'here'?"

            "Oh, don't worry Voldie-I can call you Voldie right?-I have it all planned out. First of all you don't come here, well not literally, you possess one of his lit'le friends or something and then slip the book you'll find on the table into another friend's bag. When they open it, 'bang!' the first thingy they see is the portal to the future. You must pressure them into using it and once that's over, it'll be done. Piece a cake huh?"

            "Sure, but where do I find Rinoa and your hideout?"

            "Don't worry Voldie baby, you'll find her right away but I would recommend possessing her after you find her 'cause she knows where to find me."

            "Okay, but before I go, who the hell are you?"

            "Oh, me?" she giggled, "While I'm Victoria. See you later Voldie!"

            The darkness left and he was back in the random hideout again. Lying on the table in front of him was a spell book. Voldie? I hate her already.

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            The next day Voldemort went to work possessing people. First it was some guy named Bob, then Jill, and finally Kevin, which he found out after reading his mind had a child going to Hogwarts. After getting him to the school, he noticed a lack of students and found them to be at a quidditch match. He recognized the goalie to be one of Potter's friends and waited for just the right time to possess him. After that it was easy to place the book into the girl friend's bag and pressure the two into using the spell. All was going to plan…

            The best part of it though was that no matter what happened, Potter never felt even a tingle in his scar. That's the best part of possession, no matter what you possess as long as you act like the idiot your possessing no one can tell the difference, unless they run a detection of possession spell. Voldemort thought of killing Potter and ditching the bimbo's plan but, to his surprise, he couldn't cast the kill spell. Voldemort shrugged it off and continued on…

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RIGHT WHERE I LEFT OFF LAST TIME…

            Ron/Voldemort got up and before anyone could either cast a spell or raise a wand had raised his own and pointed it directly at Rinoa. "I know who you are! You will bring me to Victoria!", he said and in other instant had cast the possession spell.

            "SQUALL!!!" she cried but her eyes had turned blood red in another instant. Rinoa/Voldemort ran over to Ginny and held the weird-weapon-thingy to her neck. "HA HA HA POTTER!" he/she said "make another step and she dies, which you should no is no trouble."

            Harry remembered the conclusion of his fourth year all to well. He wouldn't let him do it again. He tried raising his wand but he heard Ginny squeal and quickly lowered it. Meanwhile Squall had gotten ready to cast a trace spell, which he had drawn recently. Voldemort/Rinoa opened the window and shouted a recognizable flight spell. Squall cast his spell right when they were about to take off and managed to hit Ginny. As he ran to the window he could see them flying away and felt a pull in there direction. The spell worked, they could find them now.

            "Let's go Quistis, I have a trace spell on the girl and we should follow them right away." Squall walked towards the doorway.

            "Wait! You can't just leave us here what's your face!" Hermione yelled. "We need you to help us wake Ron again."

            Squall looked Harry and Hermione. He had forgotten they were there… "You two can bring your friend downstairs. I don't have any cures, you'll have to ask the others."

            Harry took Ron's arms and Hermione took his legs and lifted the dazed Ron. They seemed to be okay at first and made it all the way down the hall before they faltered and Ron fell. "God he's heavy. *yawn* or maybe I'm too sleepy. We did leave at eleven you know and now all I want it sleep *yawn*" said Hermione. Squall and Quistis sighed together, grabbed Ron and brought him downstairs where Selphie, the pig-tailed girl, Irvine, and Zell were playing video games.

            "No don't kick, jump, JUMP! Grrr, I hate this game." said Selphie. She turned around and was the first to see the rest of the group coming down the stairs. "Zell, I didn't know you had sooooo many people in your house! Are these your siblings? Wait I know you're a babysitter!"

            "What the hell are you talking about…"Zell said as he turn towards the stairs. He gave a good look at the people who had suddenly appeared in his house. "WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PEOPLE? HOW DID YOU GET IN MY HOUSE?"

            "Calm down Zell! There is no need to shout at the top of your lungs." the pig-tailed girl said. Selphie walked up to them as the PTG (pig-tailed girl) was talking and looked at Ron.

            "Oh? What happened to him? Nothing a cure can't fix though. Here but him down and I'll get Irvine to cast one of his." Selphie said.

            "Okay Selphie, but this is the last time because I'm almost out." Irvine said walking up to Ron, who was now lying on the carpet. Selphie smiled as he walked past, they both knew it wouldn't be the last time.

            Ron began to stir immediately after the cure was cast. His eyes opened to their normal color, and he gasped at all the weird people that surrounded him and then stared at Harry. "Harry, where the hell am I? This isn't the locker room, don't we usually go to the locker room after dominating the Huffs?" he said, shaking a bit.

            "Wait, you don't remember anything after the quidditch match yesterday?" said Harry very surprised.

            "Yesterday? Wait, don't tell me, this is a dream right? I mean, I'll just wake up and there I'll be right back in the locker room where that freaky guy with red eyes looks at the players. I'm surprised no one called security."

            Harry was tense. "So that's where he got you. Damn it! Why couldn't I sense him?"

            Hermione looked at him dimly, "Harry, you didn't play yesterday. You had detention remember? I don't know what you did to Snape but you definitely got him pissed off enough to stop you from playing."

            "Well, it's his fault really. Having potions four days in a row this week was not my intention. In fact I'd have…"

            "Harry, instead of ranting on about yourself could you tell me where we are and who these people are and how got here. You know, important stuff?" Ron said very impatiently.

            "Yeah, I would like to know how the hell you got in my house!" Zell yelled.

            "Oh I won't mind telling." said Hermione, "It all began in your past, which for us would be present day…" Everyone in the room except Ron, Harry, and Hermione did a mental back flip. "WHAT?!" was their instant response.

            "I should have expected that…" Hermione said nervously. "Well it's true! We found the very spell for time travel in this book. (she took out the book and threw it on the floor) So anyway…(she goes on talking about how Voldemort is the most powerful evil wizard in their world how they got here, etc.)…and that's how it happened."

            "But Hermione, what happened to Ginny?" asked Ron innocently.

            "Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Voldemort kidnapped her and that this guy with the scar has a trace on her location?"

            "VOLDEMORT HAS GINNY?!"

            "…yes Ron." Hermione said very softly.

            "Well come on then! We have to save her! Quick get that scar-guy to find her now!" said Ron jumping to his feet. Squall was getting really aggravated after just being called "scar-guy".

            "Listen" he began, "Maybe we should introduce ourselves before we start out after Rinoa and Ginny, to begin, I'm Squall. (he introduces the others). Well, now that that's over, I don't see why we shouldn't start now." Squall walked into another room and came back a moment later with his gun-blade drawn. "Let's get out of here."

            "Alright! Another battle for me and this fine young lady." Irvines said looking at Selphie. She smiled and equipped her num-chucks while Irivine found his shotgun. Harry, Hermione, and Ron became very uncomfortable as the weapons were appearing but were also very relieved that these people were on their side. Hermione engaged herself into one of the defense against the dark arts books.

            "Wait!" she said, "we can't go after them just yet. We need something to incase Voldemort's soul so when we find him he can't possess anyone else. I hope you have something like that in the future; otherwise our job just got a lot harder."

            "Just what I needed," sighed Squall, "more delaying. We'll have to divide into two groups then. Before I start diving the groups I just want to know if there's anyway I can convince you littler people to stay here."

            "Nope" said Hermione, "and the answer for the other two is the same. Were here to the end."

            "Fine then" Squall sighed, "I'll pick my group to go and find Rinoa and Ginny. Hermione, you can have what's left, I'll take Irvine, Quistis, Zell, Selphie…"

            "Hey, no fair, you're going to pick everyone of your friends!" said Hermione. "Looks like I'll have to divide it for you if you're going to do it that way."

            "Okay, then I'll take…"

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BACK TO GINNY…

Ginny was scared more than she had ever been in her entire life. Flying above the world in the arms of a murdering bastard, Ginny was too scared to scream. They flew for ages in Ginny's mind but they eventually stopped on a plane near the top of a mountain with sheer drops on all sides. Rinoa/Voldemort dropped Ginny onto the snow and landed a few feet in front of her. Ginny took out her wand and she/he looked back and said, "You're stupider than you look but that's not saying much." She/he moved its hand and the wand flew away.

Ginny gritted her teeth, which started to chatter violently. She knew there were two options; stay out here and die or follow Voldemort and most likely die. She choose the second one and stayed at least 3 feet away from her/him at all times. She/he reached a wall of ice and began to search for something. Eventually a speaker box was found and the intercom button pressed. "Hello Voldie! I see you've brought both my sis' and a lit'le brat. Please do come in."

"Don't call me Voldie." said she/he. A large, camouflaged door slid open and there was a smile of triumph on Rinoa's borrowed face, as if he'd been dying to say that for years.

Yay!!!!!! I'm done! This chapter is over, finally!!! Chapter 4 will be a good one because I'll have divided the group and I will switch over from group to group throughout the chapter or I'll just do half one group and half the other. Which do you think is better? 'cause I don't really care. With that said, I would like to thank the reviewers again because you guys are awesome! Everyone else, PLEASE REVIEW;)