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x RedRose x - The Death Eaters found out about the house because - would I be ruining the story if I told you this...? I know! I'll give you a clue! That'll work :¬) There's the clue: the reason how the Death Eaters found the house is also in book 6 The Half Blood Prince, right at the beginning of the book, it has to do with death and Bellatrix and that's all I'm going to say on this subject, I hope that helps. Thanks for the reviews x Red Rose x!
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It really means a lot and sorry that I took so long to update, my bad...
Harry landed on his feet, Wormtail still holding him by the throat tightly. Glancing around Harry could see the room that he had seen before in one of his dreams; crushed walls, cracked widow frames with broken glass littering the stone floor, day light was dashing through the smashed windows laminating the full room…a dark man stood alone away from the light, two red glimmers hidden inside the shadows…
Wormtail suddenly through Harry roughly forward with his silver arm at full force...
Harry couldn't stop him himself as he was flying forwards towards the man that hunted his nightmares, even his dreams: Lord Voldemort. Harry looked up as he stopped in mid-air, dark green vapour swirled around him locking his arms together as it held him in place in mid – air. Voldemort was holding his wand, pointing it straight at Harry's heart; he slowly advanced closer to him. (A/N: It's always the heart isn't it?) He smiled dangerously down at him, his red eyes glittering coldly with excitement.
"Hello Harry, it's good to see you again so soon! Oh and I can't forget your dear friends now can I?" Voldemort smirked as he turned on the spot and waved his free hand. The wall behind him and in front of Harry flickered then disappeared and revealed something that looked a lot like a plant - devil's snare; the roots and stems binding themselves around something moving franticly, struggling to get free...Harry paled as he gasped stupidly.
There, dangled in the snake like vines were his friends Ron and Hermione: trying to keep still to get themselves free, both glaring at each other as they tried to escape, but were failing. While, to their left Fred and George were trying to tickle the snare to get their way free. Then there was…
Remus could hardly move as the snare rapped around him, he heard Tonks shout at him and he slowly opened his eyes – there was Harry, staring at him with blood shot eyes as he started to force himself to move, to get up, to help Harry. The snare felt his movements and just tightened its hold, crushing his arms into his side. Tonks was shouting, screaming at Remus to stop moving, but she could see a pleading glint in his eyes that were forcing on something else in front of her, he was not paying attention to her. She whipped around; shock hit her as she looked into his emerald green eyes, full of horror, pain and sorrow...
"Harry!" she screamed loudly as the realization hit her. Ron, Hermione, Fred and George ripped round in surprise, to look at their best friends face...
"Harry!" they all yelled in unison with wide eyes. Voldemort laughed at their reactions as he faced Harry, he was glaring at Voldemort, he wanted him dead, he wanted him to leave his friends – no – family alone.
"Aww...," Voldemort mocked "do they love you Harry...and what's this," Voldemort looked directly into Harry's eyes, he looked straight back in to his; his eyes showed his anger towards him, his mind showed the boy's hatred and the pain that he was causing him by hurting his friends "and you love them too, don't you Potter..." at this point he started to laugh harder in disgust.
"How sick," Voldemort spat "love…the most sickening feeling and word all but together as one...Crucio!" the spell hit Harry in the chest. He tried to silence the screams that were escaping from his mouth, but he couldn't, he was under to much pain to focus on anything.
Lupin watched as Harry was engulfed with pain, he couldn't take it, and it felt like he was under the curse again with him. He wanted to just tare his eyes away from Harry but he knew that he couldn't.
Ron closed his eyes, he had to look away he couldn't bear it either. Hermione watched silently with tears running quickly down her face. Tonks and the Weasley twins were ready to jump up and kill Voldemort; they wanted to skin him alive with his followers watching so they could see how pathetic he really was.
"Stop it Voldemort!" Lupin shouted urgently, seeing that Harry couldn't take much more of the pain "Leave him alone!" Voldemort only smiled pleasantly at him.
Even though Remus shouted out, it still took (what felt like) forever for Voldemort to lift the curse. Harry stopped screaming as the curse was lifted and the vapour vanished into the air, and he hit the ground like a ten-ton brick, his body felt paralyzed and his muscles cramped in protest as he tried to sit up.
"Now Potter," Voldemort snarled as he bend down next to Harry "I realize that the only way to get rid of you for good, is for you to have never been born, and I know of that way Potter...and you are going to help me if you like it or not..." Voldemort grabbed Harry by the arm.
Harry's scar burst out with pain, his vision started to darken as he struggled to stay awake, if there was a chance that he could have got up and escaped...it was gone now. Voldemort dragged him across the floor to the (A/N: chocolate muffin!) devil's snare and pushed Harry in to it, Harry couldn't move as the snare wrapped it's self around him...
Voldemort turned to his few supporters in the room "Wormtail, go call the others...you know what to do..." Wormtail bowed and wobbled from the room "Lucius get the time turner..." another person bowed and disappeared with a loud crack.
Then a second later, another loud crack "Master, the time turner you wanted..." Lucius ran to his lord's side and handed him the time turner he was holding.
"Good Lucius, now go help Wormtail with our gussets will you and take Bella with you..." the two death eaters left the room leaving him alone with Harry and his friends.
"Now Potter..." Voldemort growled as he walked up to Harry, trapped in the snare.
"No!" Hermione sobbed furiously.
"What has he ever done to you!" Fred shouted angrily as his twin George shouted "Yeah, so he nearly killed you and took away your powers – "
" – Which I would just like to laugh at…" Fred interrupted his twin, before laughing loudly then adding in an undertone "…if my hands were free I would be pointing at you right now…"
" – that was over fifteen years ago!"
"So, get a grip!" they both shouted in unison as Voldemort gazed darkly down at them.
"If you hurt him, I swear…" Remus scowled with suppressed emotion, if he hurt Harry again all hell would brake loose.
Voldemort looked at him with a raised eyebrow, softly chuckling to him self "You 'swear what Lycan?" he said pleasantly as he stopped in front of Harry, looking Remus in the eye and smiled bitterly "You are in no position to pose death threats, but then again," he lowered him self to ground level and raised his wand "I am…"
Hermione, Ron, Lupin, Tonks and the Twins all burst out in protest, yelling for him to leave Harry alone, to stop him. Meanwhile Harry was so close to blacking out that he didn't notice them yelling, not even Voldemort approaching him or kneeling low down next to him...
Voldemort had his wand pointing level at Harry's chest; he suddenly flicked it harshly as a red light erupted from the tip and slashed across Harry's chest "Good..." whispered Voldemort happily as he continued slashing Harry; on his arms, across his chest, even slightly across his neck.
Harry shot his eyes tightly whimpering from the pain as the slashes got deeper and deeper, turning into horrible cuts, blood running freely along the floor. Remus could smell the blood; he would do anything to block the smell, to stop Voldemort assaulting Harry. When Voldemort had seen that enough blood had escaped from Potter's body he waved his wand above the running blood making it collect in a vile that appeared in his hand, it floated in the air as he carefully placed the Time-Turner in his hands. Everyone was silent as Voldemort broke the Time-Turner in half, then gently poured the blood in side one half of the Time-Turner, the blood was mixing with the sand's of time...He pushed the two half's of the Time-Turner back together and resealed it. The blood flooded into the seconded half, a small flash of gold light glowed as the Time-Turner changed colour from its jewellery gold, to sparkling silver.
Harry's head was slumped over the snake like veins that were holding him, his breathing laboured scratching his throat as Voldemort rested his finger bellow his chin and lifted his head into the light. His scar burning, he winced as the Dark Lord spoke triumphantly "Thank you Harry, for once you were quite useful..." he turned away from him, letting his head drop uselessly onto his damp chest. Voldemort pocketed the vile which was still carrying blood as he dropped the chain of the Time-Turner over his neck and looked towards the door as his followers all walked in; Death eaters, vampires, giants, dementors. Until no more could fit in the room...
"My follower's today is the day that Harry Potter will meet his doom, he will not stop me again because he will not be given a chance in life to perform that task..." Voldemort shouted over the crowed.
While he was talking Remus was watching Harry, he just wanted to save him, but the veins weren't giving him much luck. He blinked as he saw Harry's leg twitch, it did it again, and he looked at the boy's face to him in a dazed expression, his eyes gazing fiercely through thick eyelids as his leg slid over very slowly towards Voldemort. Remus's eyes widened, alarmed as he realized that Harry was forming a plan. By the way that he was moving it looked like a very good plan, but whatever it was he might just pull it off. If only he could move his leg a little to his left; he thought disputably, he didn't dare try and whisper anything in case Voldemort (who was just a meter away, in front of Harry with his back turned) or his supporters heard him...
"Now my followers let us go back, back to our past! So that we can conquer the very future that we stand on today," he Voldemort continued to shout impatiently he seized Wormtail's silver arm as he coward next to him, then every one linked, each holding hands, grabbing shoulders. Voldemort began to turn the Time-Turner "Let us go back to when those brats started to become trouble some, shall we..." the room echoed with howling laughter.
Nearly there...come on! Thought Harry as Voldemort started to turn the Time-Turner – YES! He made it; his foot was touching the end Voldemort's dark black robe...
And that's when everything started to spin, round and round and round, colours flashing everywhere, with Lord Voldemort's army in the lead...and Harry and friends being pulled along behind them. Then the colours started to slow down until they came to a sudden stop. The veins that were binding Harry and the others suddenly caught fire and burned all around them, but surprisingly the flames didn't hurt them, the burnt veins turned to ash and fell to the ground, leaving everyone standing and very confused at what just happened. Harry swayed on his feet before he started to fell forward because he couldn't support him self, he didn't have the energy. Tonks and Remus rushed to his side and caught him just before his head hit the floor. Ron, Hermione and the Twins ran over to see if he was okay.
As Ron and Hermione ran over they noticed something, the castle behind them, the grass that they were standing on, the smoke coming out of the hut not too far away, the tree…they were in Hogwarts grounds. Spells and flashes were flying all over the place as they got over to Harry who was being supported by Remus "Harry...oh Harry..." as soon as Hermione reached him she started to cry and hugged him, Ron was telling Remus and Tonks that they were at Hogwarts, Tonks was trying to heal Harry as a cold voice travelled to there ears sending chills down their spines...
"Ah you made it, good...and it looks like you have company. The good and the bad..." they turned to find that they were looking at, not one, but two Voldemort's. The one that had spoke looked more human, he wasn't as white as the Voldemort that they had travelled with, he didn't have the complete red glint in his eye, but he did have no hair like the other Voldemort.
"Don't worry my past (A/N: Voldie from future will call the other Voldie past and the past one calls the future one future, okay? Hope its not confusing to you ) they hold no threats to us...come let us leave this horrible place, there will be a time to attack...but not know, come..." Voldemort said the one that had slashed Harry and carried the Time-Turner. He glanced back at them and laughed as they both vanished in thin air, his dark army along with them. The spells that were flying around them stopped.
"Are you okay down there? Anyone hurt?" shouted an old man walking very fast down towards them. He had a long beard, half moon glasses and blue twinkling eyes: it was Dumbledore.
"Huh?" Ron said loud as he watched the Headmaster reach them, the others looked at him as if to continue to say something. Ron gawked at them as Dumbledore joined them, he coughed and plucked up his courage "Yes sir, yes it's Harry, it's really bad..." he said honestly. Dumbledore looked at them and thought that there was something weird about them, as he seen them some were before, the red heads look awfully – but snapped out of his little day dream as Harry groaned in pain, Dumbledore looked at him in shock.
"James...?" shouted Dumbledore in disbelief. Then there was a distant shout of "Yes Sir..." and a boy came running down towards them from the castle, he looked just like Harry; the same messy hair, same build, apart from his eyes which were chocolate hazel and not bright emerald green...
Lupin was in utter shock as James came over, it was really him, but how can it be? He was dead and, and he looked the same age as Harry did. Dumbledore shared the same look with Lupin, maybe even the same thoughts. James came right over and stood behind Dumbledore with a small smile "Yes Si...What!" he shouted and pointed at Harry as he spotted him, he was gawking worse then Ron was "B...bb...h...h...how? Who?" he whispered quietly at Harry.
Everyone exchanged glances, no one knew what to say, everyone was dumbfounded. Tonks was the first to recover and took control of the situation "Sir we need to speak with you," she said firmly "we hold no harm to you or your school, furthermore Harry," she moved out the way to let them see the state that Harry was in, deep cuts all over his body "needs help right away, please will you help us, please Sir...?" Dumbledore looked up from the fallen hurt form of Harry, the twinkle from his eye gone and knew she was speaking the truth; he nodded sharply as Lupin picked up Harry effortlessly, he turned and started to lead the way up to the castle.
James looked at him in shock "But Sir! It could be a trap of some sort...or I-" but he was cut off by the look that Dumbledore gave him.
"James, this boy needs help," he said urgently "they are speaking the truth and I believe them, no buts" Dumbledore added as James tried to intervene again "Hurry now please, follow me..." as Dumbledore continued to lead the way to the castle in a very quick pace, leaving a very confused James following in their wake.
Harry was only half awake when Dumbledore turned up, then James. Harry didn't even notice him, he was concentrating so hard on staying awake, focusing on the light shinning in his eyes, trying to stop the darkness from swallowing him hole...
Lupin was still carrying Harry, he was so light for his age, to light in fact, he thought to himself as he followed Dumbledore to the Hospital Wing, Tonks and the others (including James) were running to keep up with the three. Dumbledore was walking an incredible speed for a man his age; he opened the big oak doors in to the castle and started to lead them down corridors and landings until he reached the Hospital Wing.
"Poppy! This boy needs some help..." he shouted as an angry looking woman came running up to them, as soon as she seen Harry she ran up to him and quickly started to clean the cuts all over him with her wand before they came infected with god knows what.
"...he has some really nasty cuts on him...he's been through the works this one..." she whispered as all the blood was cleaned up and everyone could see how deep the cuts were, so it was Madam Pomfrey. Only she looked younger (is that possible?). She looked at Lupin "If you could set him on the nearest bed please dear." and ran off to her store-room.
Lupin set Harry on one of the beds in front of him while others surrounded around them hoping that Harry would be okay. The younger Madam Pomfrey came running out of her office and come over with a tray of potions and started to mix them together while she was moaning about how pupils always get hurt no matter what protection you put on them. She then made Harry drink the potions that she mixed together, making sure that he swallowed it.
Harry closed his eyes more tightly and swallowed all the horrible tasting potions that she gave him. Everything started to come into focus, the darkness eating round him was running away from the light that was in the room, he opened his tiered eyes and blinked at all the faces around him.
"There that should help heal all those nasty cuts of yours..." Madam Pomfrey said as she placed another empty veil on the tray "I want you to stay over night though, just to keep an eye on you..." she turned to Lupin and the others standing around her and Harry "You can stay if you wish but I do not want you disturbing him from his sleep, you understand?" they nodded "Good..." she turned back to Harry "Now, this potion will help you sleep, I will see you in the morning to check on you.." she put the potion on Harry's bed side table and walked back to her office with the tray in her hand.
Harry looked at the potion and could feel sleep taking over him, he looked at Remus and went to say something to him, he didn't even notice Dumbledore or James standing there watching him closely. Remus squeezed his shoulder reassuringly before he could say anything "Harry you need rest okay..." he whispered calmly.
"Yeah Harry, we'll talk about it later okay, you just get some shut eye first all right." Tonks winked with a wide grin across her face. Harry nodded slowly as Remus and Tonks helped him take the potion, finally being swallowed by the darkness...
Dumbledore watched silently as Harry went to sleep and feel back on his pillows, then stepped forward and asked the one question he wanted the answer to "Who are you?" he asked with a demanding tone to his voice. They turned away from Harry's sleeping form and looked at the younger Headmaster.
"I'm T-" Tonks began to say but when she saw James standing next to Dumbledore she thought better of it, this has to be a secret for as long as possible "Sir, I hope you don't mind but we-" she pointed at Remus and herself "need to speak to you some were we can't be over heard..."
Dumbledore nodded, James looked offended at what she said. "Yes, I understand if you would like to follow me to my office please and we can speak clearly there." He then turned and left the Hospital Wing, waiting at the door for Remus and Tonks, the twinkle back in his eye.
"We'll be back soon okay," Remus said to the others, slightly glancing at James who was glaring at him and Tonks because he wanted to now what they were going to say to the Headmaster "just say here and look after Harry while we're gone."
The twins saluted at him and Tonks "You wish is our command!" they said in unison. Remus and Tonks were surprised that they could still act this way after what just happened, the state that Harry was in at the moment.
"Just come back as soon as you can," Hermione pleaded still crying silently "Harry will want you here when he wakes up…"
"Will do Hermione!" Tonks waved as she ran after the Headmaster who was waiting patiently at the door, holding it open for them. Remus shrugged then sighed loudly as he ran after her and made a quick apologize to Dumbledore for making him wait.
"Ah, no need to apologize at all there. Now, lets per seed to my office shall we."
"Well, that was quite a show I must say, Kit Kat" Dumbledore said happily as the gargoyle moved out the way to the Headmaster's office when Dumbledore said the password.
"Err, what you mean by that Sir?" questioned Lupin, as Tonks started to look worried.
"Please take a seat..." Dumbledore pointed at the chairs in front of him as he sat down him self in the headmaster's chair. Tonks slowly walked over with Lupin and they sat down on the chairs opposite him "I mean the way you entered this time, quite a show I must say..." he continued with his eyes looking at them over his half moon glass, the twinkle in his eye shining at them with delight. It took a minute for Lupin and Tonks to realize what he said and when they did they were shocked.
"What? Y...y...you mean...you mean that w-" Remus managed to say.
"Yes Mr. Lupin, I'm afraid that this not your time, this is your past, your Sixth year I believe Remus...is it not?" Dumbledore questioned them kindly. They didn't know what to say; they couldn't be in the past, could they? But then it clicked: Dumbledore looked a lot younger then before, Madam Pomfrey was a lot less horrible towards people in her Hospital Wing, she didn't normally let people stay at the hospital wing so freely since, the year she started at Hogwarts: their Sixth year! And James, he was dead, but now he's alive, but looked a few years younger then they used to know him, before he died. Dumbledore just smiled as they worked it all out, he was glad to see that they finally gained brains after leaving Hogwarts.
"But Sir...what will we do? How will we get back to our time...?" Tonks whispered. The smile left the headmaster's face...
"That, I'm afraid I do not have an answer to. But one thing I do know is that you are going to stay here at Hogwarts with the others of course..." Dumbledore replied "Dear me, not again...hmm...what shall we do now..." he looked at Remus and Tonks and wondered maybe they would like to take the job "Excuse me, from interrupting your thoughts but we are in need of a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher and I wondered...well if you would like to take the job, the both of you, what do you say?" he looked at them hopefully.
Lupin and Tonks looked at each other and smiled, then turned to the headmaster and said "Be glad to."
"Brilliant! I'll sort out the papers for you both..." he then turned and looked very serious at them both "I will like to know what happened so we can find away to get you back...also there is a matter of your names, we need to change them...any ideas?" they sat there going through names until...
"I GOT IT!" shouted Tonks "I could be "Sabriel Tonks" and Remus could be "Lupin Touchstone"...what you think?" she said hopefully.
"I agree what about you Lupin?" Dumbledore turned to face Lupin...he thought about it for a minute and nodded. Tonks was beaming, she finally got something right!
"Good, now tell me, what happened?"
Lupin and Tonks talked about what happened back in there time and explained what Voldemort was doing with the Time Turner; the blood, Harry's blood, the veins, the way they travelled to this time, Harry touching Voldemort's robe, by the time they finished the sun was beginning to rise in the distance outside the window that showed the Quidditch pitch and parts of the grounds...
"Well, that was one long story, you two must be worn out..." said Dumbledore when they finished telling their story.
"Si-" began Remus.
"Call me Albus Mr. Touchstone..." interrupted the headmaster.
"Well Albus, why was Voldemort in the grounds...the one from this time, how did he get in?"
"I believe that he was waiting for his future self to arrive...but how he got in the grounds, I am not sure of..." Dumbledore looked at the ground thinking hard, and then smiled "But do not worry about that little detail now, go get some rest. I think your friend young Mr. Potter will by waking up soon..." Lupin and Tonks nodded and turned to leave the room when a large flame appeared in the middle of the room, they all jumped and backed away slowly as the flame slowly lowered its way towards the floor...
As the flame began to disappear it revealed a beautiful and very powerful looking phoenix with a package attached to its leg, a letter with green handwriting in its mouth and a Time-Turner around its neck. The phoenix sang a note as the silver Time-Turner around its neck turned back to its original jewellery gold. It suddenly flow up to Dumbledore and dropped the letter into his hand, he opened it and read aloud...
Dear Dumbledore,
I am writing to you to say that you will have a few knew guests at Hogwarts, they might have already appeared at Hogwarts but I do not know for sure. I am a man from the future warning you that you will be in more danger then ever before. You see the man Tom Riddle (Lord Voldemort) from our time has somehow travelled back in time to your day; he took with him his army of dark creatures to help his past self destroy you once and for all. I must ask that you take care of these "guests" they will need your help and they will help you in return that I can promise. Furthermore we believed that Riddle mixed blood with a Time Turner which has brought him to your time, the phoenix that brought you this letter has a Time Turner that contains some of that blood...however there was only enough blood for one trip, which means that the Time Turner on the phoenix is useless now. The phoenix and the package belongs to one of your guests it is a birthday present, they will know to who it belongs to by now.
Yours Truly
Albus Dumbledore, from the future…
Lupin and Tonks just stared at Dumbledore faintly "Whose birthday may I ask?" he questioned.
"Harry's..." they replied. Dumbledore nodded and stroked the phoenix.
"Beautiful creatures phoenix's..." he whispered as he stroked the bird, the bird then flue to his shoulder and rested there. Dumbledore turns to the others "Well let's deliver Mr. Potter's presents, shall we?" they all turned and left the room heading back to the Hospital wing...
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