Disclaimer: I own nothing. I wish I owned something, besides my crappy laptop, but too bad I can't get a share of J.K. Rowling's earnings.

AN: Well, here goes my second chapter of the story.

Harry Potter and Time's Destiny

It was all dark. Harry could only guess where he was. Thinking back to his past, trying to remember when he lived where it was cramped and dimly lit. In only a few moments he realized where he was.

Oh crap, I'm back with the DURSLEY'S, Harry thought, so I must be younger than 11, who would have thought Dumbledore would send me this far into the past. All I need now is to wait for my lett-

"BOY! GET UP HERE THIS INSTANT!" bellowed an extremely annoyed Vernon Dursley

"What?" Harry snapped back.

"Don't you take that tone with me boy. Now go mow the lawn and wash the car or it's no food for a week!"

"Alright, alright. Just tell me one thing, what day is it today?"

"Why you good for nothing... can't you freaks tell what day it is without asking people?"

"Just tell me and I'll go"

"July 25th, 1991. Now GO!"

So only five more days until I get my Hogwarts letter, Harry thought, better make these days go by quick.

While he was mowing the lawn, he began to think of the differences between this world and his, there weren't any that he could see. Everything seemed the same down to the exact detail. His uncle still hated him, not that he cared, no one seemed to have checked up on in from the wizarding world, and if he was at the Dursley's than Sirius was still in Azkaban.

The days flew by, and on July 30th, a letter was for Harry. It was his Hogwarts letter. Harry remembered what had happened the first time. Running away with the Dursleys, Hagrid chasing him down, and then giving Dudley a tail.

No, I don't want that to happen again. Harry thought.

Seeing if it was possible to do a somewhat more peaceful confrontation between Hagird and the Dursleys, he decided to take his chance by telling his aunt and uncle that he got a letter and that he was going to Hogwarts whether they liked it or not.

"Aunt Petunia!" Harry shouted

"What?"

"I got a letter, saying something about going to a school called Hogwarts and that I can do magic"

"It's probably a prank or something to get your hopes up, now give me that letter!" Aunt Petunia exclaimed.

"Nope. I'm going, whether you like it or not. I know what happened to me and why I'm here so don't even try and stop me. They'll know if you do." Harry shot back.

"Fine, go and kill yourself like your parents did, not like I'll care anyways" huffed Aunt Petunia.

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Harry took Dudley's spare bedroom like he did once before, it was just a few minutes before his birthday. He was expecting Hagrid to burst into the room just like he had done the previous time.

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

BANG

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT!" Vernon roared.

"Oh, so'ry I didn' mean' teh break yer door down" mumbled Hagrid

"Anyways, I'm here teh tak' 'arry shoppin' fer his school stuff, 'arry Potter, is tha' you?" asking Harry who had appeared at the top of the stairs wondering if Hagrid really did break down Dursley's door.

"Errrmmm... Hi?" Harry asked, looking slightly surprised

"Yeh look like yer dad but wif' yer mother's eyes, anyways better owl Dumbledore tellin' him that I've got yeh." Hagrid replied while rummaging through his coat to find his owl, while writing his letter to Dumbledore.

Professor,

Got Harry, taking him to Diagon Alley now. See you soon.

Hagrid

"So, what is your job anyways?" Harry puzzled

"Keeper o' Teh Keys at Hogwarts and Groundskeeper, best be going now. We'll be back later tonight" Telling Vernon, as an afterthought.

"So, lets go!" shouted Harry.

AN: Ah... This chapters longer than my last one at least. Harry will do more next chapter. Tired now, I'm going to write a short chapter everyday, or I'll try at least. This will basically follow the HP books right up until the sorting, and that's when it'll all go different. I don't like Ron, so don't expect him to be a big part of this story. By the way, please review!