-49-
"Harry Please! Stop!" thundered the loud voice of Hermione granger, anxious and pleading. The crowd of Hogwarts students and teachers who had been awakened due to the loud bangs that had come from the great hall that night, walked quickly, some breaking into runs towards the voice.
"No Hermione, you know it must be done." a voice that sounded suspiciously like harry potter, spoke calmly albeit a small amount resigned.
"Please harry! We can find another way! It doesn't have to come to this!" this time the voice of Ronald 'Ron' Weasley echoed through the halls and the Weasleys in the crowd picked up the pace even more finally the entrance to the great hall came into view and many could see into the expansive hall that was empty aside from three first-year students.
Standing near the table where the teachers usually sat was Harry Potter, looking a bit disheveled and tired. His robes ruffled his hair more out of place than usual. And most curiously he wore a look of defeat and resignation as he looked upon the crowd that was slowly spilling into the hall. Nearby were Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, both had their attire similar to Harry's in the way that they were displaced. They also stood below the teacher's table. They looked frightened and hopeless as they continued to try and reason with their friend.
"I'm sorry but there is no other way." harry stated before sadly turning away from the crowd that was now watching the exchange with bated breath. Finally one of the teachers tried to step in.
"Mr. Potter-" began professor McGonagall however she was too late in an instant harry turned around and bellowed the spell;
"Luceat Roseus!" a loud POP erupted from the spell and suddenly the whole great hall was unrecognizable. A thick smoke-like gas spilled from harry's wand into the room quickly soon it became difficult for anyone to see even the person next to them. Many coughs were heard throughout the hall as professors attempted to clear the gas away. It took many minutes but finally, the gas was cleared enough that people could see the pure mess around them.
Everywhere, apart from the area where harry and the other members of the golden trio stood was covered in a thick blanket of a shiny pink powder. Unlike glitter and its grainy consistency, the residue found all over the hall was close to flour. MOST interestingly, it left a bright pink stain on everything it touched. In this case, everything in the hall. Including the unassuming teachers and students who now stood dumbfounded at the scene before (and all over) them. As everyone stood around trying to understand what had happened the three-third years started cackling. Harry and Ron were already on the floor and Hermione trying (and failing) to hide her laughter behind her hand.
Somewhat recovered from the initial shock, snape, who was now a light shade of baby pink from his originally black robes to his greasy hair. Yelled out to the students in fury.
"POTTER, WEASLEY, GRANGER! YOU BETTER FIX THIS NOW!" the normally drawling teacher shouted loudly. The three found this a perfect opportunity to escape through a secret passageway in the back of the hall, leaving the entire student body standing shocked.
-32-
"There was this evil wizard goin' around-" hagrid was trying to explain the events and reasoning of why harry was so famous to the eleven-year-old version of harry. They were back in the cold shack, the wind was whipping around dangerously outside while the storm continued to crash against the rocks surrounding the island the shack sat on. However, this time instead of looking confused harry nodded along in understanding.
"Moldy-shorts" he spoke in a hushed whisper as if saying the word promised pain and suffering. Hagrid looked bewildered as he stared at harry with a look of surprise, shock, and mainly confusion.
"Moldy- what?" the half-giant questioned.
"SHHH! I don't like hearing his name!" harry shushed, looking incredibly serious as he shivered a bit, assumedly in discomfort. Hagrid just continued staring in confusion at Harry, who continued to sit on the floor as though nothing unusual had happened. Only after a few moments of Hagrid's staring, did Harry say anything.
"Sorry, continue with your story. Sometimes I forget that it can really mess with people to hear the name, please continue." Harry apologized and motioned for hagrid to continue speaking. None of this happened, instead, he blinked a couple of times before going back to the fire he had started minutes earlier. Muttering about needing something stronger than tea for this. Harry just grinned internally and continued to stare mock-confused at hagrid's retreating form.
Hours later professor McGonagall arrived to explain things to harry after hagrid nearly quit for unknown reasons.
Harry smiled evilly as he stared down at the innocent-looking sleek black diary. Hermione and Ron, present on both sides of him.
"Are you sure this is a good idea? This feels like poking the bear just a bit too much-" Ron began as he looked down at the now opened page, harry, holding a quill about to write something inside it.
"Come on, what is he going to do? He can't interact with us without our permission and I don't think snake-face has any connection with this book where he can communicate with it." harry answered.
"Besides Ron don't you want a bit of payback for second year, on ginny's behalf?" Hermione coaxed although, she knew he was already on board afterall he helped harry come up with this idea. Ron relented.
"Fine, but if the book starts trying to kill us you stab it with Godric's sword okay Hermione?
Said girl nodded holding the glistening silver sword tighter. They were currently only two months into the second school year but thankfully they had been able to get their hands on both the diary and Godric Gryffindor's sword a long bit earlier than the original timeline, and they were planning on causing the teenage riddle the biggest headache possible while being a memory preserved in a book of course.
"Okay go on harry!"
Said raven-haired boy smiled and finally pressed the quill to the parchment.
Dear my dearly loved diary of my- he paused and looked to the other two.
"Guys what year are we going with?" he asked, the two thought for a moment before Ron answered.
"Go with first he will take the bait better and we know that for a fact because, um yeah…" he trailed off looking uncomfortable. Harry just nodded before continuing, sparing his friend that thought and going back to the paper.
FIRST year at Hogwarts, my name is jewel heartling and I was recently sorted into Hufflepuff! He wrote the backstory they had planned on the paper, laughing slightly between the three of them.
I'm so excited to be here! I'm the first in my family to come afterall nobody knew magic even existed before I got my letter! My little sister was shocked when-
Hello. The trio smirked when they saw the word appear, seems like lord no-nose was taking the bait perfectly.
Uhm- hello? Is this some kind of magic book or something? Are there magic books that write back in the magic world? Good, good. Doesn't seem like they are laying it on too thick.
Of course, there are many books like mine in the wizarding world, though, you'd be pressed to find one they often aren't that good or cheap.
"Wow, ego much?"
Oh! That's really cool! Do you have a name Mr. book? Or do I like- name you?
"Ooh! Good idea harry!" Hermione giggled, and harry smirked this was too good…
Well, my name is tom, tom riddle. I would prefer that, miss heartling.
"Awww man…" the three chorused in disappointment.
Okay, tom-tom. Anyway, do I just talk to you then? I'm a little confused about how this is supposed to work-?
Hermione and Ron laughed evilly at the first name drop.
Tom-tom?
Harry shaking with laughter, tried to still himself the best he could to write out the next part.
Of course! I give all my friends nicknames Tom-kins!
The other two joined harry in his shaking, trying not to wake up the whole tower with their laughter.
Oh, I see. You may continue I suppose…
"This is going to be good!" Ron wheezed.
Okay, great t-bone, so I came to Hogwarts and I met a few people on the train. I was really surprised I was able to learn so much in such a short train ride! This one girl Abby moon was a half-blood and someone explained to me that one of her parents where muggle-born, just like me(I'm muggle-born)! Anyway, she told this awesome story about-
"Guys I can't do it." harry said looking pained as he thought about what he was about to write. The mere thought, made him look uncomfortable.
"You can't back out now harry." Hermione started.
"You started this, now you must finish it for the bit." Ron finished. And harry looking downcast and exasperated sighed but continued in the book.
About this kid called harry potter! Apparently, he defeated some guy called no-nose-nancy who apparently tried to take over the wizarding nation-
I apologize, what did you say his name was?
The trio was now cackling, barely holding themselves together. Neville, who was doing homework in the corner was now looking at them in concern but none of them paid him any mind. Too immersed in what they were doing.
Oh you know, snakey-man-with-parents. at least thats what everyone was calling him tom-pie…
Snakey-what? Tom-?
Finally losing it the trio collapsed onto the floor in a fit of laughter. Spilling some ink on themselves but not caring. They definitely woke up the tower.
-73-
*TW swearing*
"Now Potter we bow to each other-" the chilling voice of lord Voldemort spoke in the graveyard. The body of Cedric Diggory and the traitor Pettigrew a few feet away. The dark lord was still speaking but when the man said duel Harry immediately got an idea.
"Bow potter-!"
"Avada kedavra!" Harry yelled doing the quick wand work from what he remembered in mad-eye's class. The effect was instantaneous. Not expecting it, Voldemort immediately crumpled from the effect of the spell and in a moment lay dead across from harry, who looked onward completely shocked.
"Holy shit-" harry mumbled, looking from his wand to Voldemort's dead body.
"That is really overpowered… holy fuck…" he looked over to Pettigrew in shock to see the man doing double takes between the now-dead Voldemort and harry. He looked like he was about to faint.
Harry seemingly realizing what he just did started muttering to himself.
"Oh my merlin, I just killed a man. I mean nobodies going to miss him… actually, there might be a few parties, but still, it's the thought isn't it?" he looked back at Voldemort.
"No wonder they were winning the war the first time they had this shit on their side," he muttered again.
"Fuck- okay what do I do? Uhm…"
"Godric Gryffindor I just killed a man… wait does he even count as a man?" he thought aloud looking at the body before him. Then coming to the conclusion it didn't look human enough.
"I don't think it counts? Hey Pettigrew- do you think it counts?" he turned back to the stubby man to see he had fainted at some point during Harry's inner turmoil.
"Wimp," he muttered. Before turning back to the current problem and trying to figure out what to do next.
End notes-
73- In the end, he dragged the bodies of Voldemort, Cedric, and Pettigrew back over to where the cup was before grabbing it and making sure he was touching at least some part of each before-mentioned person. He made up some elaborate story about Voldemort's attempted revival and how it had gone wrong and Pettigrew had killed Cedric. Which was pretty close he felt. He later told dumbledore the truth in private who looked as dumbstruck as Pettigrew did when he witnessed it. But harry decided not to think about it too much. And that's how Harry Potter used the unforgivable curses to save the wizarding world.
32- Neville, who was very concerned at this point tried to ask if they were okay but anytime one of them tried to say something the words tom-pie and snakey-man-with-no parents came to mind and they would be thrown into another fit. In the end, Neville just gave up and left the three to their own devices.
49- Later the three would be able to hide for more than a month, and the witnesses who had been present in the room would find that nothing would remove the pink stain no matter how many times they tried to wash it out. In the end, the three ended up giving the reversal method out to their closest friends and trusted teachers. And those students sold out that information. Especially the Weasley twins. However, the one condition was that nobody told Snape how to reverse it, which nobody, not even the staff had any issue with. It would take until the trio's sixth year before anyone saw snape pink-free again. But nobody had any objections. The pink-stain-bazooka(dubbed by both Ron and Hermione) was a story told for years after in school. Though, no one ever figured out how the trio achieved it.
