Title: Once Upon a Time...

Author: Didem Riddle (a.k.a sorc1986)

Rating: R for the language (and maybe sexual stuff in the future)

Pairing: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Disclaimer: I just borrow the characters. Everything belongs to J.K Rowling except the story so please don't sue.

Summary: Neville blows up his potion and Harry goes back in time.

Author Note: It's not a fluffy story so don't ecpect any fluff. Thanx to my beta-reader : Jade Smith. It's going to be a long fanfic not one-shot...Review please....

Warnings: This is slash (male/male). Don't like it, don't read it. No flames please......

CHAPTER 1 Being Seventeen...

He looked up at the sky and sighed. He used to dream that he was away, far, far away, from the place he once called his "home". This place wasn't his home, never was and never will be. It was just a word for him, not the feeling itself. He hates this place, including the people inside it. It was, at least it not as bad as it used to be. He took a deep breath and got up from his bed, pacing around his room he started to think about his last year at Hogwarts. Harry Potter had been so busy his sixth year that it was still blurry to him. Practicing day and night, daily private lessons from Dumbledore, and the books that needed to be read. It had been one hell of a year, and as strange as it may sound, Voldermort was nowhere in sight. The Order of the Phoenix assumed that he was still hiding and waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

Harry is starting his seventh year at Hogwarts in two days and he is as excited as his first year. Actually, being seventeen has its advantages. As he is no longer an underage wizard, and can use magic outside of Hogwarts, the Dursley's had left him alone in his room for the whole summer. The-Boy-Who-Lived is okay with it, no more than okay actually. Practicing duels, wandless magic, and occlumency can be tiring, but Harry is not that kind of person who whines about everything in his life. After his godfather, Sirius', death he matured enough to know what to expect and learn from his life.

The sun started to rise little by little, and Harry was waken from his thoughts by a tapping sound. He looked up at the window and saw a tiny owl, which appeared eager to deliver the letter it had. He didn't even move from his place, he simply raised his hand in the direction of his window and murmured "Alohomora", with a click his window opened, and owl made its way to Harry. He took the letter, gave the owl a treat and eagerly opened his letter.

Dear Harry,

I am coming to get you today at 10 a.m. We will go to Diagon Alley to get your school supplies, and we will stay at The Leaky Cauldron for the night. This will make it easier for you to leave for King's Cross tomorrow.

Love,

Remus Lupin

"I am seventeen and they still treat me like a baby. Well, I've had a delusional, snake-like, and definitely an ugly psychopath after me for years, and it becomes natural now to go everywhere with an escort." thought sarcastically. He got up from his bed and went to the bathroom for a shower.

In three hours he was at the door with his trunk shrunk, his broom, and Hedwig. He opened the door to wait for Remus outside. It was a beautiful day, and the sun was shining between the thick leaves of the trees. Facing the sun, feeling the warmth licking his face and body, he lost himself in his fantasies. That's why a loud pop made him jump. Looking around frantically, finally his eyes landed on the man who was responsible for his fright, and the sight made him smile. Remus was coming his way with a big smile on his face.

"Blimey Harry! You've grown! I missed you so much." Said Remus while he was pulling Harry into a bone-crushing hug.

"Remus...I......can't...............breathe....."

"What? Oh!...I'm sorry Harry. I just missed you so much."

"I missed you too Moony" Harry smiled while he was trying to catch his breath.

"I was going to suggest you to buy new clothes, but I guess you handled it yourself Harry. You look great"

Harry looked at his green muscle-shirt and black hip-hugger, but loose, comfy pants, and than to Moony with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Thanks Moony. Come on let's go." Dragging the man to the street.

"Wait! Did you get your trunk?"

"Yep."

"Broom?"

"Yep."

"Wand?"

"......Bugger!"

"Harry how can you forget your wand?" Remus asked, with a shocked face. Harry didn't answer instead he raised his hand to the direction of his open window. "Accio Wand", he called, and suddenly his wand zoomed through the window, and landed successfully in his hand. Remus was more than a little bit shocked by now.

"Did you just...Was that...I...You...."

"Remus you look like a goldfish, and I can't understand a word you're trying to say. What is it?"

"You just did wandless magic"

"Yeah! I've been practicing it for a year now. According to Dumbledore I need all the surprises for the final battle against Voldermort."

"Oh! Right. Which spells can you perform without a wand?"

"Come on, let's go. I'll explain to you on the way"

When Harry told Remus that he could do almost every spell without a wand, he was a bit taken aback. They talked about Harry's summer, dueling, and occlumency skills all day while they were shopping. Remus was very glad that Harry had mastered occlumency and legilimency with Dumbledore's help. By the time they reached their rooms, Harry was exhausted. He started to clear his head, and build up his occlumency walls while changing his clothes and then dropped onto the bed. He was fast asleep before his head even touched the pillow.

Tbc