Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J. K .Rowling does….
Is set after book 6 even though I wish book six never happened…Anyway, I believe that Snape had reasons for what he did and even if he didn't…he does now! Though I probably won't touch on any of that since many changes will happen since Harry is ..er changing everything… Besides I may need book 6 things or whatever anyway so I have no choice but to include 'the evil book of doooooom!'
As you may have guessed…or not…Harry will get a lot out of the way….as any of us would…so what will happen the rest of the years you ask?...Well obviously there must be another danger!...or something like that.(I don't want to give anything away so bear with me! I'm just trying to give you a sort of heads up.) Changes…other changes….oh whatever you'll have to read to find out!
Summary: Harry doesn't like how his life has turned out and he seeks to change the past. He makes a wish (cliché I know!) on a very special star and returns to his 10-11 year old body.
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Chapter 1 (me singing) When u wish upon a star…lalalalalalala….lalalalalalala…your dreams come true! OOooooo Truuuueeee!
Harry had just arrived at the Dursley's for his final stay. No words had been spoken, good or bad, and that's just how he wanted it. He wouldn't be here for long and they must have sensed that.
He entered his 'room' and sat on the pathetic piece of cardboard the Dursley's gave him as a bed. How generous…(sarcasm sarcasm sarcasm)
He sighed. Why had his life gone so wrong? What had he done to deserve this? Who would die next? He wondered. He also prayed. He couldn't handle another death. It would tear him to lose someone else.
He sighed again. All this thinking made him depressed and boy was he tired….maybe just a quick nap.
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He awoke to silence. Not the normal kind either. It was a desolate kind where you felt that you were the only one left alive in the whole wide world. The silence matched his loneliness, his sorrow. Everything that had brought him to this moment was left unsaid in that silence. The death, the suffering. All the pain and the darkness. In the silence it meant nothing. It left Harry numb.
He looked at the big red letters of Dudley's old cast away clock. 11:58. It seemed as if he would always wake up in the silence and see 11:58. It was a perfectly lonely time that matched his life. Late and not quite morning.
He went to the window and opened it. He had no idea where Hedwig was at this time. He let her fly away before he left the train, fly free to a safer place. She would probably return he mused, as she had an unbreakable will and fierce loyalty, but he would just send her away again.
He heard his aunt's new clock chime 12:00 and watched a star, which happened to be called ändernde Zeiten by the German wizard who had studied the skies above, and wished he could change the past.
Suddenly he felt dizzy…and then there was just darkness…