Title: Time Warp: Year Two
Author: Laen
Chapter: (3) Diagon Alley
Summary: A visit to Diagon Alley turns out to be more then what Harry bargained for.
Disclaimer: All characters below belong to Joanne K. Rowling; the idea of Harry going back in time came from Back to the Future.
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"Harry, pass the syrup." Ronald Weasley said as he swallowed his mouthful of food.
Harry passed the syrup and as he did, he couldn't help but smile.
"What's with the happy attitude?" Fred asked as Harry looked over at one of the Weasley twins.
"Nothing." Harry said cheerfully.
"I thought you were happy because we were going to see Herm—" Ron barely had a chance to finish his sentence as Harry stuffed an apple into his mouth.
"Oy!" Ron cried out as he pulled the apple out of his mouth.
"Ron, don't eat with your mouth full," Mr. Weasley said as Ron stared at the apple in slight confusion, before biting into it and eating it.
"Ah, now we get it... our little wittle Harry's in love!" George said in a childish immature tone, acting as if it was any other conversation.
"Fred, stop the teasing and eat your breakfast already." Percy Weasley instructed as George's smile disappeared, and a frown replaced it.
"But Percy! Can't you see wittle Harry's in love!" George repeated himself, not bothering to correct his brother.
To his left, Harry noticed Ginny stiffen, and he sighed slightly.
Although he had been at the Burrow for at least a week, and had made it clear to Ginny that he just wanted to be friends with her, Ginny couldn't seem to get rid of the crush she had towards Harry.
"Aw... he's blushing..." Fred smirked in a Slytherin way as he reached over to pinch Harry on the cheek.
"Don't even try," Harry said in a warning tone as he pulled his wand out.
"Harry, I thought you were more mature then to pull your wand out," Percy said offside, but nobody paid attention to him.
"Try what?" Fred asked, acting as if Percy had never spoken as he pulled his hand away and gave Harry an innocent look.
"Now boys, stop teasing Harry. It's not his fault he has a crush—"
'Mrs. Weasley!" Harry cried out in shock as Ron, Fred, and George all burst out into laughter.
"Oh I give up!" Harry muttered as he shook his head and took a look in Ginny's direction.
He noticed that she was smiling slightly, and was obviously trying to stop herself from laughing.
"Harry—hurry up and finish your breakfast. At the pace you're going we won't be seeing Hermione 'til her graduation." Ron stated as Harry glared at him slightly, before digging into his food.
'Aha, the magic words,' Ron thought to himself with a smile as he too, continued to eat his breakfast.
A few more pancakes later, the large group of kids stood next to the fireplace, all lined up to get ready to leave.
"Harry, you can go first." Mrs. Weasley offered.
"Sure," Harry smiled as he grabbed a handful of floo powder.
"I'll meet you guys at Gringotts in ten minutes okay? I need to go um—see—find—I mean... look for someone when I'm down there," Harry said as the Weasleys all nodded.
"We're going to need to talk to you about this someone, Harry," Fred said with a raised eyebrow as Harry smiled and threw the floo powder downwards.
"Diagon Alley!"
Seconds later, Harry James Potter shot out of the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron.
"You all right there?" Tom, the bartender asked as Harry staggered to keep his balance.
"Yeah, perfectly." Harry muttered as he turned and headed towards the back, not bothering to dust his robes off.
He'd deal with those later. Firstly, he'd have to go to Gringotts. Although he hated lying to the Weasley—or lying to anyone, he didn't want them to see the pile of gold he had in his vault, knowing perfectly well that it could cause his best friend Ron to go mad with jealousy.
Ten minutes later, Harry Potter entered the main hall of Gringotts, and lined up once again along with the other wizards and witches. He was nearly at the front when the Weasleys entered.
"Harry!" Ron yelled as several heads turned at his call, then towards the person it was directed at.
For a few seconds, there were hush whispers and pointing. Harry couldn't help but think his best friend was sometimes an idiot.
"Ron, why don't you yell my name a bit louder, I think the dark wizards down in Knockturn Alley didn't quite hear you," Harry said rather sarcastically as Ron blushed slightly.
"Sorry there mate." Ron mumbled as Harry shrugged.
"O well, I should be used to it." Harry said as he looked past Ron.
"Where's Hermione?" he questioned when the rest of the Weasley family had arrived.
"She's already down at Flourish and Blotts, wants to get a head start on buying books you see," Ron said in a high tone, trying to mimic Hermione.
Harry could only smile.
"So, Harry, did you find this—person you were looking for?" George Weasley asked in a curious tone as Harry suddenly remembered the excuse he had used to sneak away from the Weasleys.
"No, didn't find him," Harry said.
"Him?" the Weasley twins both said at the same time.
"Yeah, didn't find him." Harry said shaking his head slightly.
"Who were you looking for?" Ginny asked as they all moved up the line.
"Malfoy," Harry answer calmly, without any expression on his face that could have told them he was lying.
"Malfoy? Why would you want to talk to Malfoy?" Ron asked in shock as Harry shrugged.
"Let him know this year's gonna be different compared to last years?" Harry made up quickly as Percy frowned.
"What do you mean by that Harry?" Percy questioned as Harry shrugged once more.
"I'm not going to be pushed around by him anymore," Harry stated.
"Harry, you were never pushed around by Malfoy," Ron exclaimed as Harry reached the front of the line.
"Hi, I'd like to transfer some of my gold into muggle currency," Harry said as he pulled his moneybag out.
When Harry was down at his vault, he decided to fill two bags up with gold, because he didn't want to risk letting the Weasleys see. Once again, it wasn't because he didn't want to share, it was because he didn't want Ron to be jealous.
Thankfully, the goblin didn't pour the gold out. Instead he just placed the bag of gold into a box, which automatically exchanged the cash.
"Here you go Mr. Potter," the goblin said as he handed Harry a wad of pounds.
"Thanks—do you know anywhere in Diagon Alley where I can get a magical wallet that would look perfectly normal to the muggles?" Harry asked as the goblin nodded.
"You can get one here. And because you've exchanged over twenty galleons, you get a free one," the goblin answered as he snapped his fingers.
An emerald green colored wallet appeared in front of Harry, and the young Gryffindor smiled slightly.
"Thanks," he muttered as he took the wallet, and stuffed the pounds in.
When he turned around, he noticed that the Weasleys all had shocked expressions on their faces.
"Twenty galleons Harry?" Ron said in barely a whisper as Harry suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
"You know... I think I'm going to go meet Hermione and get my books... I'll catch up with you guys okay... see ya," Harry said quickly as he ran out of the Wizarding bank feeling rather ashamed with himself.
"That was rude," Harry sighed as he walked down Diagon Alley, towards Flourish and Blotts. Once he was inside, he managed to get the attention of an assistant, who brought him all his books, plus more.
"Thank you," Harry said as he paid for them immediately.
"No—thank you!" the clerk said with a smile which Harry returned.
"Do you think you can shrink it so I can fit it in my robes? I can get someone to enlarge it when I get home, but I can't do magic outside of school," Harry said, not wanting to be caught with his wand out.
"Absolutely!" the assistant pulled his wand out, and shrank the books, which Harry pocketed.
Before the twelve-year-old boy could walk any further though, in search of Hermione, he realized that there were three people staring and pointing towards him.
Three people who looked rather familiar.
"Hermione?" Harry whispered to himself as he began to walk towards them.
"Hermione!" Harry smiled when he realized that he was right.
"Harry!" Hermione said as Harry reached them.
"I want you to meet my parents. This is my mom and my dad," Hermione said formally as Harry held his hand out.
"Hermione's told me and Ron loads about you two, it's a pleasure to finally get a chance to meet you," Harry said as charmingly as he could as he shook Mrs. Granger's hand.
"What a nice young gentleman, Greg you should learn from him," Mrs. Granger said as Mr. Granger—Greg smiled.
"Nice meeting you Harry," Greg shook Harry's hand with a cheerful smile, and Harry couldn't help but give him a light nod.
"Hermione, are you planning to get your books all autographed?" Harry asked as he looked over to the large crowd of women and girls who were all lined up to see the famous Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Oh yes! Have you read his books? Isn't he just amazing?" Hermione gushed with happiness as a look of disgust appeared onto Mr. Granger's face.
"Please Hermione, stop talking about the blonde ugly looking man."
Hermione gasped in shock at what her father said, Harry stiffened and fought to not burst out laughing, Mrs. Granger smiled slightly, and a nearby crowd of fans glared.
"He's not ugly!" one of the fans shouted as Mr. Granger rolled his eyes.
"Hey, isn't that Ron?" Hermione asked as she pointed towards the entrance of the store.
"Hey Ron!" Harry shouted, to get his friend's attention.
Unfortunately, he received more attention then he asked for.
"Ah! Harry Potter!"
Harry flinched as he tried to hide, but it was too late. He had been dragged up to the front, where Gilderoy Lockhart stood next to him, flashing his 'oh so wonderful' smile.
"Let go of me," Harry growled as cameras around them flashed.
"Big smile Harry!" Lockhart said with a major grin on his face.
"Together, you and I are worth the front page—"
"I don't care if we could be worth getting rid of Voldemort for good," Harry hissed under his breath to himself as he continued to try and pull away.
When Lockhart had finally let go of him, Harry could barely feel his left arm, where Lockhart had grabbed in order to prevent him from leaving.
Before Harry could step down from the stage, and run as fast as he could out of the store he wished he never entered, Lockhart threw an arm around his shoulders and pulled him tightly to his side.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said loudly, waving for silence. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time! When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, he only wanted to buy my autobiography—"
"No I didn't," Harry muttered under his breath.
"—which I shall be happy to present him now, free of charge—" Lockhart paused as the crowd applauded, "—he had no idea—"
"Trust me when I say this, I had an idea..." Harry continued to mutter under his breath as Lockhart continued to blabber on and on.
"That he would shortly be getting much, much more than my book, Magical Me. He and his school fellows will, in fact, be getting the real, magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
"Merlin save us all!" Harry shouted loudly, but barely anyone could hear him, for the crowd cheered way too loudly.
"And here—the free books!" Lockhart said cheerfully as he handed Harry a stack of books that went past his head.
"Blimey!" Harry hissed as he staggered to keep the books balanced as he walked towards the Weasleys.
When the reached it, he dumped all his books in Ginny's new cauldron.
"You can have these, personally, I don't want anything that man gives me," Harry said as he wiped his robes slightly.
"He gives me the creeps." Harry shuddered.
"Bet you love that, didn't you, Potter?" said a voice Harry had no trouble recognizing.
'Ah bull,' Harry thought to himself as he straighten up and found himself staring face to face with Draco Malfoy.
"Oh my eyes! Scarred by ugliness!" Harry said in a dramatic tone as George, Fred, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione all laughed.
"Now, Harry, that's not very nice is it?" Mrs. Granger asked, as she decided to stand up for Draco Malfoy.
"Shut up you muggle, I don't need filth like you speaking for me," Malfoy said with his usual sneer.
"Famous Harry Potter," Malfoy continued as he turned to Harry. "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."
"Leave him alone, he didn't want all that!" Ginny cried out, standing up for her new friend.
"Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend! And I thought Granger was enough for you!" Malfoy said coldly as Harry's hands formed into fists.
"Harry! Control yourself!" Ron held his friend back, knowing perfectly well he would regret it later.
"Not here." Mr. Weasley said clearly as another person approached.
"Well, well, well—Arthur Weasley."
It was Lucius Malfoy.
Anger rose in Harry as he remembered what the man was going to do in the future. Before anyone else could speak, Harry stepped up, and stared at Malfoy straight in the eye.
"I know what you up to—death eater," Harry hissed as Lucius Malfoy flinched slightly.
"Keep that diary to yourself..." Harry said as he noticed that both the Malfoy's had pulled their wands out.
"And keep you bleeding wand to yourself too!" Harry shouted as he raised his fist, and punched Lucius Malfoy across the face.
Of course, he had to jump about two feet to reach the man's face, but he managed to throw a decent punch at the man, who staggered back towards Lockhart, and crashed into a pile of books.
"Harry!" The adults all cried out in shock as the jaws of everyone else's fell.
"You mudblood lover! How dare you hit my father?" Draco cried out as several Weasleys lunged forward to attack him.
To Harry's surprise, Percy was one of them.
"You good for nothing Slytherin!" Percy shouted as he gave Malfoy a black eye.
Harry couldn't help but smirk.
"Weasley! I should've expected this from the company you keep!" Lucius Malfoy cried out as he got to his feet, and looked over at the Grangers, then at Harry.
Of course, that comment ticked Mr. Weasley off, and the wizard went flying towards Lucius Malfoy, who was once again knocked down towards Lockhart.
Lockhart of course, merely shouted: "Don't damage the books!" before turning to a nearby reporter, and asking if he could've added the fight in.
"Arthur stop!" Mrs. Weasley cried out as Arthur Weasley continued to throw punches at Malfoy.
"Boys! Stop! Boys—oh for Merlin's sake! Hermione! Ginny! No Harry not you too!" Mrs. Weasley pulled her wand out now, and pointed it at the large crowd of kids.
"Accio Fred!" she cried out as Fred Weasley came shooting towards her.
He stopped just a few feet away from her. Mrs. Weasley repeated the action a few times, until the fight between the kids was over.
The fight between Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy on the other hand, didn't actually end until Hagrid appeared, and pulled them both apart.
"Curse you Potter," Lucius Malfoy said in a cold and dangerous tone after he dusted himself, and checked if he was missing anything.
"Sticks and bones Malfoy." Harry said as Malfoy Sr. staggered towards his son, pulled the twelve-year-old up from the ground, and left the shop.
Harry turned towards the owner of the shop, and approached him immediately.
"I apologize for causing this trouble," he said as he looked around at the mess.
"I'll pay for the damages. Just send the bill to Harry James Potter at Hogwarts," Harry said as the owner shook his head.
"This place has insurance, I'll manage," the owner said as Harry nodded slightly, before turning back to the Weasleys and the Grangers.
"Harry... sorry but I've got to go." Hermione said almost immediately before Harry could even open his mouth.
"What—but—"
"Sorry, bye." Hermione said as she left the shop with her parents at her side, both frowning.
Harry turned around to look at the mess, and groaned.
"I shouldn't have messed with time." He whispered as he took his glasses off, and wiped them on his t-shirt.
"I seriously shouldn't have done that." Harry sighed as Mrs. Weasley ushered them all out of the shop.
"We're leaving. I don't care what you say Arthur! I'm ashamed that you would get into a fight like that! And when Gilderoy Lockhart is around?" Molly Weasley exploded as Harry walked ahead slowly, trying to clear his mind.
'Maybe it doesn't make that much of a difference... maybe it was good I changed the time... after all... I can't live life again and not take advantage of it... nothing bad will happen... it'll all work out great.' Harry thought to himself as he turned around, to face the Weasleys.
"Hey Harry, great punch back there!" Fred Weasley said as he pinched his nose to stop the bleeding.
Apparently Malfoy had managed to throw a decent punch, and Mrs. Weasley refused to heal the injury.
"Thanks," Harry smiled before he turned around, and continued to head towards the Leaky Cauldron.
'It was the right decision. Even though it was rash. It was a good decision.' Harry thought to himself cheerfully.
Little did he know, if he had returned to Flourish and Blotts, and looked around, he would've noticed a certain wizard pick up a small diary like book, and ask out loud: "Well, what's this?"
A/N: Hey guys! Sooo sorry for the late update! I've been busy lately, and well... yeah... anyways, in case you haven't read what I posted in my profile, I'm looking for a beta. If you're interested, either let me know in your review, or e-mail me at the e-mail address mentioned in my profile. Thanks! By the way... REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!