Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the Wheel of Time. They are owned by J.K. Rowling and Robert Jordan respectively.

Now, without further wait, I, The DarIm, present…

Aevum D'Extraho

Chapter 1: An insight

How long has it been? A year? An eternity? Or just a second? I don't really know. Time is not relevant any more. Not here, in this void, this vast emptiness, anyway. When the Deal was signed, I didn't exactly understand what I was agreeing to. I knew but didn't understand. But the deal has been signed and I am trapped…

Another eternity has passed. Or was it just another second? That, as I said once before, is irrelevant. What matters is that I see a way out, but I am so tired, traveling al this while, I don't think I can reach it…

I did reach it, finally, in the end (and how long it took me to reach here doesn't matter). Now I lie just before it. Tired, no not merely tired but entirely exhausted. I think I will rest a while. Yes I think so…


Lord Voldemort, who was once – when he was human- known, as Tom Marvolo Riddle was a very intelligent man. His memory was legendary (to those who remember who he had been anyway). So, it was only natural that he remembers the 'Void' that he found when he was body-less. Yes, void would be the word for it. The place, which looked like a Black Hole within this planet. The place that called to him as strongly as a Black Hole pulls any unwary object that came within its range. And Riddle, being the curious mind that he was, naturally wanted to investigate this 'Void'. Thus, it was decided (by him, that is) that he and his inner would go and investigate this 'void'…
My rest has cost me dearly, for while I rested, the opening was sealed. I have, however managed to save a small gap. In any case, the victory will be mine. Ishmael has returned to me I believe he also knows where the others are, even if he doesn't recognize them yet.

Yes, this time, the victory shall be mine and I will have my revenge. Oh yes, sweet revenge…

I have realized now that I was only partially successful in keeping the One Power from the world as I tried to accomplish in my anger. So, I have decided it would be better to not waste my strength uselessly and let the world have the One Power.

The Power that is their salvation.

The Power that will inevitably be their doom…


Dear Diary,

Ten years have passed. Ten years dominated by war. It is dirty, bloody and both sides are equally guilty of the destruction. No one is spared anymore. The children are trained to become soldiers as soon as they can hold a wand. I have changed too. I have killed many, too many to be counted. I am no longer a boy, have not been for a long, long time. For the last five years, the war has been held at a stalemate, Voldemort and I both being equal and me having not discovered the Power He Knows Not. But the war has taken a dangerous turn in the favor of Riddle. It began from that shockwave, a shockwave that was acknowledged throughout the world leaving all the wizards and some muggles feeling…strange. No 'strange' is not the right word. It left us feeling more…alive. Yes, that's right, more alive. This life now seems to be but a weak imitation of the true life that was just briefly experienced. Yes it does indeed seem so. I must go now. The war will not just go away, even for me.

Harold Alexander Potter


"So Potter, we meet again." Harry looked around to find himself in a windowless room, the walls covered by shadows and out of one of the shadows came Voldemort, an almost human looking Voldemort.

"Hello Tom. You certainly look…more human. Very different from your usual." He responded, using the name that he knew would irk the man.

"Isn't it? So, I take that you like it?" Voldemort responded in kind, not taking the bait.

"Certainly Tom. Much more preferable than talking to a serpentine human." Potter once more tried to anger Riddle and thereby make him loose his concentration.

"Is that so?" Riddle once again refused to take the bait.

"Yes." Replied Potter.

"These talks are no longer entertaining, don't you agree." Said Riddle conversationally.

"They never were Tom. They never were." Potter conversed along as they had done every chance they got since the war began to try to get some information about what the other was planning. They always met in some or the other place in their dreams.

"You really think so Potter? I used to find them quite entertaining." Continued Riddle.

"I, however, did not. I would love to continue this conversation but time is of essence. I have to leave." Said Potter.

"Really? I find that I however have a lot of time on my hands." Riddle responded.

"Good-bye Tom." And with that Potter was gone…


A/N: Soooo, how did you like it? Read and review. This last 'conversation' was an insight on the minds of the two leaders of the opposing sides. And as I said last time, you need not worry about not having read the 'Wheel of Time' for I will give you your starter to that wonderful world. Also tell me if I should change my writing styles to show events as they happen or continue to write in this First Person POV?

The DarIm.

Review Replies:

bandgsecurtyaw: Thank You and keep reviewing.

Cymoril Avalon: I fully agree with you on the people not having patience. I myself have only reached till book 4 yet. I'm trying to aquire the rest. So if you could give a little info... On the other thing I have come across two WOT/HP x-overs though both looked long abandoned. Now then, Thank you and keep reviewing.

The DarIm