A Travel Through Time: Meeting the Past
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Harry groaned and got up. His visions were blurry, since his glasses were lying next to him. He picked up his glasses and pulled out his wand.
"Repairo." He muttered and looked around.
The place seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.
Suddenly, he heard laughing and chattering. He groaned and stood up.
The group of kids stopped chattering, seeing Harry.
They stared at him wide eyed. "Excuse me, kids. But will you tell me where in the world I am?" he grumbled.
The boy with messy black hair and thin glasses cleared his throat. "Excuse ME, but who are you?" He asked.
Harry stared at them with disbelief. He thought everyone knew him now, since he was Minister of Magic and the boy-who-lived, after all. "I'm Harry Potter, Minister of Magic. Don't you know me?"
The boy with black hair and blue eyes raised an eyebrow. "No, Fudge is the Minister right now. James, is he your uncle or something?"
Oh no, he thought. James. James Potter. His father. That stupid box must have transported him back in time. "Boys, take me to Albus's office." He ordered.
"Hey, you know where you are!" said the brown haired boy sarcastically.
"Duh, who can't spot Hogwarts?" snapped the short chubby guy.
"Kids, please. Just take me to Albus's office and don't bicker on the way. I already have a headache." He moaned.
"Yes, sir." They chorused, and took off.
"Potter, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew. What brings you here? You're supposed to be headed on to Potions, and you are going the wrong way. Can't travel without a guide?" said an icy snobbish voice behind them.
James snapped back, "Get lost, Evans. Were taking this strange guy," Remus kicked him in the shins. "I mean, this stranger to Dumbledore. Just because your head girl doesn't mean you can boss around everyone."
"Fine then, do what you want, Potter. But I won't be your cover in Potions. I don't care how much detention you guys get, as long as you stay clear out of my way." With that, she stalked off, huffing.
"Don't mind her, sir. She's just a stupid girl who has a bad temper." Said James.
Harry rolled his eyes. Kids, he thought. Why did kids have to think so negatively against the opposite sex, remained unknown to him still.
"Yes, yes. Just hurry up." He said impatiently.
During the walk, Sirius and James were whispering to each other.
"Padfoot, don't you think that man is strange?" hissed James.
"Yeah, he's really impatient and has a short temper." Answered Sirius.
"Uh huh. And remember his name? He said he was-." James stopped when they arrived in the gargoyle to Dumbledores office.
"This is it, sir. But sorry, we don't know the password." Said Remus apologetically.
"That's okay, Remus. I'll just solve it myself. Besides, it's full moon tomorrow. You should get your rest today." Said Harry, and turned his back against the Marauders.
The Marauders couldn't believe what they had just heard. How could a stranger know about Remus's deep secret? And he seemed so casual about it.
They stalked off, discussing about the mysterious stranger who had arrived at the dungeons.
~~~~~~~Back to Harry~~~~~~~~
Harry cursed under his breath. He's said practically every sweet in Honeydukes, and the gargoyle still remained stiff.
He was tired and cranky and his head hurt terribly. Losing his temper, (I must tell you that Harry has a VERY short and nasty temper.) he stamped his foot and yelled, "Damned you already!"
To his surprise, the gargoyle sprang to life, revealing a staircase to Dumbledore's office.
Harry blinked in amazement. 'Damned you already'? For a password? What was the world becoming to?
But, realizing that he was here for business waved it off and stalked in.
Harry, being the Minister of Magic he was, always went in rooms and offices without waiting for an 'enter' or a 'come in'. He just knocked softly on the door and went in.
But he regretted his habit later.
Inside stood Hagrid and Dumbledore. Dumbledore just raised an eye at him, but Hagrid was another thing.
He looked as if he saw Hogwarts burning down because of his dragon. "Can' kick 'n some manner's in yeh, can yeh? T's called' waitin', yeh know. Bargin' 'n jus' like tha'." (A/N Sorry, I'm not good at this stuff.)
He looked ready to pounce on him.
"Now, now, Hagrid. He must have a good reason." Said Dumbledore.
Hagrid knew better then to argue with the headmaster.
"And who do we have here?" asked Dumbledore pleasantly.
"My name is Harry Potter, Minister of Magic in the year 2003, a traveler from time, and 22 years old." Harry said, and pulled out his card qualifying him as Minister of Magic.
"A time traveler, eh? Well, please do tell us the reason you were sent here." Said Dumbledore.
"Actually, it was an accident. You see, I was working late into the night at my office. Then, when I got up to leave, I remembered the package sent by an anonymous person. So I opened it, and I was sent here. Back in time." Said Harry confidently.
Hagrid spat out at him, "Ha, a likely story. (A/N I gave up on Hagrid talk) You can be a spy for you-know-who, for all we know!"
"Hagrid, see, look at his card. You know you can never make a duplicate of a card, and his picture is exactly like him." Said Dumbledore gently.
Hagrid huffed. "Fine then. I'll go out, if this is the future Minister. Can't refuse a minister, now, can I?" he stalked out the room.
Harry sighed. "Albus, what should I do? I can't stay here forever. And why in the world would someone send me to the future?"
"Perhaps you were sent here for a reason. Maybe to protect Hogwarts." Predicted Dumbledore.
"For what?" asked Harry, annoyed.
"Death Eater attacks are getting heavier, and Voldemort has risen. Hogwarts is a main target to him." Said Dumbledore gravely.
Harry scoffed. "Voldemort? A threat? I can't believe I forgot he even EXISTS here."
"He doesn't exist in your time? Who destroyed him?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry shook his head. "No, Albus. I can't tell you that. As Minister of Magic, I know the danger of telling you about the future."
To you curious readers, I'll tell you how Voldemort met his end. You see, it was Harry's last year at Hogwarts. Then, Voldemort raided the castle. Hogwarts lost many staff members, but Harry was able to face Voldemort. There, they dueled and dueled and dueled.
Finally, Harry defeated Voldemort with a deadly 'Avada Kedavra'.
But you may be wondering, then why are there so much Death Eater raids everywhere?
The answer to this question is quite devastating. Because of the end of their master, Death Eaters were left with nothing. So they decided to try and bring back their master, or others wanted to finish their masters 'job'.
They began killing and attacking muggles and wizards. Some even went back to time to destroy Harry before he defeated their masters.
And that drove Harry crazy. An increase of security was installed, time turners were all destroyed, and to Harry's annoyance, reports were piling up.
Now, let's get back to the story.
"Well, since you are supposed to be our future Minister, may I ask you a huge favor?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry waved his hand. "Of course, I'll be the new Defense against Dark Arts teacher! It may give me a chance to protect the castle, all though I must be careful not to destroy Voldemort when he comes into action. Perhaps weaken him . . ."
Dumbledore looked surprised. "How did you know?"
"Well, we were always short of DADA teachers when I was at Hogwarts. Some said the job was jinxed, because every teacher teaching DADA only lasted a year." Answered Harry.
"Very well, then. I suppose you know where the staffs sleep and stay?" Harry nodded.
"Well, I'll be off to Madame Pomfrey. I have a bad headache, and the Marauders were certainly a handful." Said Harry. He reached for the door nob.
"Mr. Potter, may I ask you, who are your parents?" asked Dumbledore, stopping him to open the door.
Harry turned around. His expression was blank. "My parents are Lily and James Potter." With that, he stalked off to the Hospital Wing.
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Hmm, Harry destroyed the Dark Lord! And was it a good idea to tell Dumbledore about his parents? Well, remember to review!
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Harry groaned and got up. His visions were blurry, since his glasses were lying next to him. He picked up his glasses and pulled out his wand.
"Repairo." He muttered and looked around.
The place seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.
Suddenly, he heard laughing and chattering. He groaned and stood up.
The group of kids stopped chattering, seeing Harry.
They stared at him wide eyed. "Excuse me, kids. But will you tell me where in the world I am?" he grumbled.
The boy with messy black hair and thin glasses cleared his throat. "Excuse ME, but who are you?" He asked.
Harry stared at them with disbelief. He thought everyone knew him now, since he was Minister of Magic and the boy-who-lived, after all. "I'm Harry Potter, Minister of Magic. Don't you know me?"
The boy with black hair and blue eyes raised an eyebrow. "No, Fudge is the Minister right now. James, is he your uncle or something?"
Oh no, he thought. James. James Potter. His father. That stupid box must have transported him back in time. "Boys, take me to Albus's office." He ordered.
"Hey, you know where you are!" said the brown haired boy sarcastically.
"Duh, who can't spot Hogwarts?" snapped the short chubby guy.
"Kids, please. Just take me to Albus's office and don't bicker on the way. I already have a headache." He moaned.
"Yes, sir." They chorused, and took off.
"Potter, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew. What brings you here? You're supposed to be headed on to Potions, and you are going the wrong way. Can't travel without a guide?" said an icy snobbish voice behind them.
James snapped back, "Get lost, Evans. Were taking this strange guy," Remus kicked him in the shins. "I mean, this stranger to Dumbledore. Just because your head girl doesn't mean you can boss around everyone."
"Fine then, do what you want, Potter. But I won't be your cover in Potions. I don't care how much detention you guys get, as long as you stay clear out of my way." With that, she stalked off, huffing.
"Don't mind her, sir. She's just a stupid girl who has a bad temper." Said James.
Harry rolled his eyes. Kids, he thought. Why did kids have to think so negatively against the opposite sex, remained unknown to him still.
"Yes, yes. Just hurry up." He said impatiently.
During the walk, Sirius and James were whispering to each other.
"Padfoot, don't you think that man is strange?" hissed James.
"Yeah, he's really impatient and has a short temper." Answered Sirius.
"Uh huh. And remember his name? He said he was-." James stopped when they arrived in the gargoyle to Dumbledores office.
"This is it, sir. But sorry, we don't know the password." Said Remus apologetically.
"That's okay, Remus. I'll just solve it myself. Besides, it's full moon tomorrow. You should get your rest today." Said Harry, and turned his back against the Marauders.
The Marauders couldn't believe what they had just heard. How could a stranger know about Remus's deep secret? And he seemed so casual about it.
They stalked off, discussing about the mysterious stranger who had arrived at the dungeons.
~~~~~~~Back to Harry~~~~~~~~
Harry cursed under his breath. He's said practically every sweet in Honeydukes, and the gargoyle still remained stiff.
He was tired and cranky and his head hurt terribly. Losing his temper, (I must tell you that Harry has a VERY short and nasty temper.) he stamped his foot and yelled, "Damned you already!"
To his surprise, the gargoyle sprang to life, revealing a staircase to Dumbledore's office.
Harry blinked in amazement. 'Damned you already'? For a password? What was the world becoming to?
But, realizing that he was here for business waved it off and stalked in.
Harry, being the Minister of Magic he was, always went in rooms and offices without waiting for an 'enter' or a 'come in'. He just knocked softly on the door and went in.
But he regretted his habit later.
Inside stood Hagrid and Dumbledore. Dumbledore just raised an eye at him, but Hagrid was another thing.
He looked as if he saw Hogwarts burning down because of his dragon. "Can' kick 'n some manner's in yeh, can yeh? T's called' waitin', yeh know. Bargin' 'n jus' like tha'." (A/N Sorry, I'm not good at this stuff.)
He looked ready to pounce on him.
"Now, now, Hagrid. He must have a good reason." Said Dumbledore.
Hagrid knew better then to argue with the headmaster.
"And who do we have here?" asked Dumbledore pleasantly.
"My name is Harry Potter, Minister of Magic in the year 2003, a traveler from time, and 22 years old." Harry said, and pulled out his card qualifying him as Minister of Magic.
"A time traveler, eh? Well, please do tell us the reason you were sent here." Said Dumbledore.
"Actually, it was an accident. You see, I was working late into the night at my office. Then, when I got up to leave, I remembered the package sent by an anonymous person. So I opened it, and I was sent here. Back in time." Said Harry confidently.
Hagrid spat out at him, "Ha, a likely story. (A/N I gave up on Hagrid talk) You can be a spy for you-know-who, for all we know!"
"Hagrid, see, look at his card. You know you can never make a duplicate of a card, and his picture is exactly like him." Said Dumbledore gently.
Hagrid huffed. "Fine then. I'll go out, if this is the future Minister. Can't refuse a minister, now, can I?" he stalked out the room.
Harry sighed. "Albus, what should I do? I can't stay here forever. And why in the world would someone send me to the future?"
"Perhaps you were sent here for a reason. Maybe to protect Hogwarts." Predicted Dumbledore.
"For what?" asked Harry, annoyed.
"Death Eater attacks are getting heavier, and Voldemort has risen. Hogwarts is a main target to him." Said Dumbledore gravely.
Harry scoffed. "Voldemort? A threat? I can't believe I forgot he even EXISTS here."
"He doesn't exist in your time? Who destroyed him?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry shook his head. "No, Albus. I can't tell you that. As Minister of Magic, I know the danger of telling you about the future."
To you curious readers, I'll tell you how Voldemort met his end. You see, it was Harry's last year at Hogwarts. Then, Voldemort raided the castle. Hogwarts lost many staff members, but Harry was able to face Voldemort. There, they dueled and dueled and dueled.
Finally, Harry defeated Voldemort with a deadly 'Avada Kedavra'.
But you may be wondering, then why are there so much Death Eater raids everywhere?
The answer to this question is quite devastating. Because of the end of their master, Death Eaters were left with nothing. So they decided to try and bring back their master, or others wanted to finish their masters 'job'.
They began killing and attacking muggles and wizards. Some even went back to time to destroy Harry before he defeated their masters.
And that drove Harry crazy. An increase of security was installed, time turners were all destroyed, and to Harry's annoyance, reports were piling up.
Now, let's get back to the story.
"Well, since you are supposed to be our future Minister, may I ask you a huge favor?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry waved his hand. "Of course, I'll be the new Defense against Dark Arts teacher! It may give me a chance to protect the castle, all though I must be careful not to destroy Voldemort when he comes into action. Perhaps weaken him . . ."
Dumbledore looked surprised. "How did you know?"
"Well, we were always short of DADA teachers when I was at Hogwarts. Some said the job was jinxed, because every teacher teaching DADA only lasted a year." Answered Harry.
"Very well, then. I suppose you know where the staffs sleep and stay?" Harry nodded.
"Well, I'll be off to Madame Pomfrey. I have a bad headache, and the Marauders were certainly a handful." Said Harry. He reached for the door nob.
"Mr. Potter, may I ask you, who are your parents?" asked Dumbledore, stopping him to open the door.
Harry turned around. His expression was blank. "My parents are Lily and James Potter." With that, he stalked off to the Hospital Wing.
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Hmm, Harry destroyed the Dark Lord! And was it a good idea to tell Dumbledore about his parents? Well, remember to review!