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Summery: Time Travel Fic. Harry is now seventeen and Voldemort decides to attack Hogwarts. Harry is hit with a spell with unknown results. Later Harry must follow Voldemort into the past, where his parents are in their last year, in order to stop Voldemort from doing the worst.

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Silence. That's all there was in Dumbledore's office. For once in the last three months, Harry showed emotion. Surprise. It was written all over his face. He seemed to be struggling with asking a question. Finally he spoke, barely above a whisper.

"How is – is that possible? Nothing can allow someone into the past for more then twenty-four hours."

"Unfortunately, Voldemort found a spell that sent him back to 1977. Fortunately, our spy also found out what the spell was. Harry – the reason I wished you to come here was to ask you if you are willing to go back in time to stop Voldemort from merging with his old self." Harry was silent before asking a question.

"One question first, if I may sir," Dumbledore nodded," The year 1977, wasn't – wasn't that my parents seventh year at Hogwarts?"

"Yes indeed it was. And I happen to remember that on this day 21 years ago, a young man showed up inside the school."

"Well I guess I have to do it then since it's in your memories. And if I don't go, something may change here." Dumbledore smiled.

"Thank you Harry. Although we will have to do something about your appearance. We can't have you showing up looking like a relation to your father yet him never knowing you." Harry nodded and Dumbledore drew two potions out of his desk drawers.

"This Harry," he said pointing to a black potion, "Will correct your eyesight so you will no longer wear contacts." Then he pointed towards the other potion, which was blue. "This one will straighten your hair, although it will not get rid of those silver streaks, I'm afraid." Harry sighed at that. He had hoped to get rid of those streaks in his hair. They were a to bad of a reminder of the last year.

"Well here you go Harry. Drink up," said Dumbledore giving him the two potions. Harry gulped the first one down. He was about to drink the eye-correcting potion when he decided to take out his contacts first. When he took them out, he drank the potion. Harry made a face at the taste, which earned a slight chuckle from Dumbledore. Suddenly Harry felt something change inside of him and then it was gone. He blinked his eyes and found he could see perfectly clearly.

Harry decided to walk over to a mirror and found one in the corner of the office and he walked over and looked at his reflection. His body was basically the same. Tanned with lean muscles. A year or two of training did that to him. He was no longer a scrawny little kid either. He was now almost as tall as Ron, which was about two inches under six feet. He also no longer had any excess body or baby fat and now had lean muscles. And of course, he had somewhat of a permanent tan from all the work he did outside the Dursley's house when he was there as a little kid.

Moving up, Harry saw that his face was basically the same. No difference. But his hair was what surprised Harry the most. It was straight! And with it being straight, it was also longer. Harry's hair now reached just above his shoulders with the two silver streaks framing his face. Though Harry's scar was also visible now but no magic could hide it so he wasn't surprised when he saw it still there. At least no one in the past knows what my scar means, thought Harry.

"Now Harry," said Dumbledore, snapping Harry back to reality, "I must admit, you look nothing like James Potter. Although we will have to do something about your eyes, I'm afraid. They are just too much like Lily's eyes. I know!" Dumbledore went back to his desk and opened another drawer. He pulled out a box and handed it to Harry.

"They're colour contacts Harry. They never need to be changed and if you ever want your old colour back you just take them out otherwise you have no need to touch them. All you need to do is think of a colour you want them to be and then tap the box while saying the colour."

Harry thought about what colour he wanted. He couldn't have any shade of green or brown because those were his parent's eye colours and blue was too much like Sirius's eyes. Silver and gold and amber were just too different so he decided on the last colour he could think of that wasn't too freaky or weird.

"Black," he said tapping the box with his wand. He quickly pulled the contacts out and put them on using the mirror in the corner to see what he was doing. Once done, he really believed he looked like a miniature Snape.

"Good choice Harry. And this way no one can use a spell to get rid of your appearance," said Dumbledore.

"But sir, I look like Professor Snape now," objected Harry.

"Hmm… that is a problem. I know." Dumbledore again went over to his desk and pulled out a green cloth. "You can use this to hold your hair back."

Does he have like everything in his desk? wondered Harry but he still took the cloth and put his hair in it. There, now he didn't look like Snape. "Thanks," he said to Dumbledore.

"Your welcome Harry. Now, your hair will stay straight like that for one month before you need to drink the potion again. Here are twelve tubes. If you need more you will have to make them yourself," said Dumbledore, then gave Harry the twelve tubes and Harry, unshrinking his trunk, put the tubes in there (also with an unbreakable charm on them), then shrank his trunk again and put it in his robe pocket.

"One more question before I go Professor. How will I get back?"

"When you have destroyed Voldemort. The one from our time. You cannot destroy the past Tom – however tempting it may be – for it would cause … troubles here."

"You mean I have to kill him over there before I can come back home!"

"Or if he merges with himself, but you are going to go and try and stop that. Or if he comes back to our time."

"How will you know that it has happened? I mean will I disappear completely from there the instant he is killed?"

"No. After you have destroyed Voldemort. You will have a day after you are awake (for you may be unconscious, I do not know and it would be better to consider this) before you return back here. And it will be exactly twenty-four hours. This will also happen if he merges or if Voldemort comes back here."

"I see. One more question. How will I get there?"

"I have the spell Tom used and I will perform it on you as well. Do you have all of your belongings?"

"Yes they are all here in my trunk."

"Alright but you must understand this. My old – actually younger – self will not trust you much. Those times were when Voldemort got most of his followers."

Nothing new there. He never did trust me and I him, though Harry. Still he nodded to what Dumbledore said.

"Good then I will perform the spell."

"Wait! What about Ron and Hermione? What will you tell them?"

"I will tell them all they need to know." Harry nodded.

Then, Dumbledore drew out his wand and started to chant in Latin. Harry felt a glow inside of him and looked down at his hand. His eyes widened. His hand was fading! Slowly, Harry started to fade altogether and then… he was gone.

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In the Year 1977…

It was dinner at Hogwarts School. All of the students were laughing and joking with their friends over the dinner tables, not giving a care to the danger of the world. Yet what they did not know was that the most dangerous being was just outside Hogwarts.

Outside of Hogwarts grounds, Voldemort had been about to activate a surprise attack when a bang erupted through the silence of the night. Voldemort and all of his Death Eaters had their wands ready to attack whatever the cause was for the noise. But it wasn't much for about twenty feet from where Voldemort and his Death Eaters hid was a boy. Voldemort signed to his Death Eaters to leave this to him and he got out of his hiding spot and stalked quietly over to the boy.

The boy (as he was being referred to from Voldemort) was slowly getting up. He looked like the travel he took had caused him pain. When the boy was standing up, he started to clean himself off but he abruptly stopped.

That boy couldn't have noticed me. I've stuck to the shadows and not even the Muggle – Loving fool could not find me like this, thought Voldemort.

"I know you're there so do not pretend to hide," said the boy in an even voice. Voldemort was surprised but he hid it as he came out of the shadows.

"So a boy from the school," he taunted as he pointed his wand at the boy. "Well I can't have you getting back to the school now can I? I really don't want Dumbledore to know about this."

It must be the Voldemort from this time. The other one would have recognized my voice. And he does sound younger.

While Harry was thinking this, Voldemort raised his wand, "Crucio!"

The spell hit Harry right on yet he showed no feeling that the spell had hit. Harry stared at Voldemort. "Did you wish to cause me pain? For you have not done so which would mean, you have failed."

Voldemort growled at the boy. How can he just stand there? I still have the curse on him yet nothing shows. He shows no pain or anger. Who is this boy?

"Death Eaters! Do you wish to have some fun before we attack? Come let us have our… fun causing a little pain for the one who would defy me!" Voldemort called to his followers. All the Death Eaters started to call out the Crucious curse. Harry started to dodge them but even he did not have the speed to dodge all of their curses.

Harry tried to face the curses, to not let them take control of him but he was forced to his knees in pain. Voldemort walked up to him with his wand pointing at Harry.

"Now, boy, I will show you pain."

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Inside Hogwarts, Thirty Minutes Later…

The students of Hogwarts started to scream. A few moments before, a loud bang had gone off near the front doors. After the shock, the kids had started to scream while the older kids tried to get them under control when really, they were panicking as well.

"Silence!" boomed the voice of Albus Dumbledore. Everyone immediately was quiet and turned to Dumbledore. Normally he was very calm, yet now he looked almost frightened.

"Head Boy and Girl, as well as Prefects, please take your houses to their common rooms! You are to stay away from the Front Hall! Do not go anywhere near there! Staff, you are to come with me!"

Then everyone started to leave the Great hall and Dumbledore and the staff headed to the Front Hall.

As they reached the Hall, there was another bang and the doors burst open! For a few seconds, no one was there but then they heard the sound of a spell being cast and a body skidded through the doorway and to a halt. The teachers were about to go and help the poor person who looked to be in pain. He had numerous cuts on his arms and legs and there were tones of dirt on his face. Blood flowed freely from his cuts.

The teachers suddenly stopped as the boy started to move. How could anyone move with so may cuts and obvious pain? was going though all of the teachers minds.

But the boy got up and was leaning against the wall and started to check his pockets, not taking any notice of the teachers who stood, watching him with shocked faces.

"Looking for your wand boy?" sneered a voice from the door that seemed to be even colder the ice. It was the voice that many people heard once before dying.

There in the doorway stood Lord Voldemort.

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Author's Note: Yay! I got an update out! Go me! Anyway, I hope to update soon seeing as I just need to type the chapter up as it's already written. Though I do revise the chapters when I type them so IDEAS ARE WELCOME! Though this story probably won't have anyway pairings for Harry there is the obvious pairings in here.

Next Chapter: A little battle takes place in the Front Hall and then Harry has a little talk with Dumbledore. And the Dumbledore from Harry's real time said he'd only be al little suspicious? Yeah right. Harry then gets sorted and finallyhe gets to meet…

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