Harry Potter and the Scars of Time
By: Krystal Lily Potter
Chapter Three: Surviving
Rating: AA (which means, around here, 14 and up)
Couples: HP/HG, RW/LL, NL/GW, DT/LB, SF/PP, DM/EM, etc…
Summary: Harry's last year at Hogwarts has finally come but that doesn't mean things will be any easier for him. After last year's horrifying events the school things that nothing worse could happen. They were all wrong. The prophecy resurfaces and is dangling in front of Harry, held up by the pain from the past, quite literally. As the world is slowly being morphed outside of the safety of Hogwarts the people inside it are finding out that they cannot hide for much longer and that time is as much their best friend now as it is their worst enemy. What is a person supposed to do when they know they have to face the most evil wizard in history and if they're killed then the rest of the world, magic and muggle is doomed?
Warning: More violence then last time. The mentions of suicide, murder, abuse, rape, and blood are much more pronounced then in the last fic
I'd like to mention that there will be A LOT more deaths of characters you recognise and some you won't. If you thought I was cruel and brutal in the prequel to this then I don't know what you're going to think of me after reading this story.
There are some chapters were songs in them but not every chapter will have them in it.
Sequel to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
"Everyone has a life lesson to learn…some of us have already learned ours and others will in time."
Harry listened to Petunia talk on the phone animatedly as she walked back and forth. It bugged him so much to here her high pitched voice. He wanted to throw his potions book at her. He was positively he was slowly started to develop a twitch in his left eye.
Hedwig had yet to return from her trip to London. This gave him very little to do. He simply laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling.
He never heard from his Uncle but his Aunt was constantly in a chipper mood lately. It was truly sickening. Currently she was walking back from the bathroom singing some oddly cheerful song. Harry (being half asleep at the time) started singing along a bit until he realized what he was doing. He cursed loudly, ignored his Aunt's growls and stuffed his pillow over his head. He could still here her muffled voice and waited to remove the pillow as she walked downstairs. Looking over at his alarm clock he knew it was lunch time.
A few minuets later Petunia opened the door a little bit and set a plate and a cup on the floor then she left. His grumbling stomach forced him to get up out of his bed and get the food. He was slightly surprised to see it was an actual sandwich. It was chicken and tasted fairly new so he assumed it was leftovers from last night but it tasted much better then the old junk the Dursleys had given him. He even got a glass of orange juice instead of water! His Aunt sure as hell was happy about something.
After finishing his lunch he was about to put the dishes by the door when an idea occurred to him. He had been reading the books Red Dragon, Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal. He did have a lot of free time on his hands so he took advantage of a couple of interesting looking books.
One thing mentioned in Hannibal was the concept of time. Harry suddenly dropped his glass to the floor and watched as it shattered into pieces. He heard his Aunt's surprised shriek from downstairs but he ignored it.
He stared at the stray pieces of glass for a few minutes, satisfied when it didn't collect itself up off the floor without the help of magic. It proved that time did flow on straight and naturally it wasn't meant to be changed.
Although that made him wonder about magic...
'Only when the universe starts retracting again is when time might start going in rewind,' he thought with an amused smirk. He wondered what it'd be like to see the world go in constant rewind like watching a VHS.
It was getting later outside and the sky was slowly darkening when Harry heard a tapping sound on his window.
Thinking it was Hedwig he got up and opened the window, only to jump back in shock when he found himself face to face with a 12-year-old girl.
"Nikky?" he questioned.
She nodded her head and he asked, "What are you doing here? How are you here?"
"I'm visiting my mum and dad for a day or two," she explained "And I climbed up here, I saw you do it last night when it wasn't raining."
"Yeah," he said and moved away from the window, "Come in, it's cold out. It shouldn't be this cold at this time of year. Especially considering last week it was really warm out."
She smiled weakly as Harry studied her for a minute, judging whether it was an impostor or the real Nicola Granger. He looked at her blue eyes and saw a look of pain in them. He knew that look; it was a look someone got in their eyes after they lose someone important to them. She had lost her best friend a few weeks ago. She was defiantly the real Nicola.
"What did you do to your hair?" he asked her after helping her in.
"Hermione dyed it for me," she explained, "Anyways I came here to give you this letter." She pulled it out of her pocket and handed it to him. "Hedwig would have brought it but there were some really strong winds in London the other day. A branch off of one of the trees around Grimmauld place broke off and hit poor Hedwig. Hermione saw her and ran out to get her. She had a broken wing so she's tending to her."
"So you became her new owl," Harry said with a chuckle.
"Well she thought it was too risky to send Athena or Pig out afterwards," she explained.
"Athena flies now?" Harry asked wit slight surprise.
"Yeah," Nicola replied. "So does Griffy."
He smiled a little bit then said, "You actually want to talk to me? I didn't think you ever world because of…well…I got Mark…killed."
A sad look pass over her face and se said, "It wasn't your fault you know. It was his choice. I can't hate you for it."
"Potter," Vernon's voice cut through the house, "Who's in there with you?"
"Nobody Uncle Vernon!" he yelled out.
He could hear Vernon fiddling with the locks on his door and motioned for Nicola to hide. She was about to when there was a huge exploding sound and the house shook violently.
Nicola let out a scream as she fell and Harry tumbled to the ground. They heard Vernon fall and Petunia scream from downstairs.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Vernon growled as he pushed open the door. "And what is she doing in here?"
There was another crash and Harry ran to the window. Outside was about 20 people in black cloaks.
He felt fear bubble in his stomach as he heard Dobby's voice echo through his head.
"Theys were saying that he-who-must-not-be-named is planning on striking Harry Potter within the week at his home sir."
"SHIT!" He yelled. "Hide! Everyone just hide!" He grabbed his wand and quickly shrunk every little thing of his and stuffed it into his jean pockets. "GO!"
Petunia came up with a look of horrified look on her face and she said, "Black robed people…"
"Death Eaters," Harry said. "Really, you have to hide!"
Petunia ran into Dudley's room then said, "Dudley's not here!"
"He's probably gone out," Harry said as he gripped his wand tightly in his hand. "You think he stopped sneaking out when you grounded him?"
They didn't say anything. Nicola looked out the window quickly and said, "They're going to my house!"
Harry ran past Vernon and Petunia and into the hallway, looking back at them he said, "Just hide."
He ran down the stairs and heard someone following him. He looked up to see Nicola running down the stairs, wand tight in hand.
"You're not coming," he said.
"Yes I am, it's MY family Harry," she explained, her blue eyes flashing with determination. "It's my choice, just like it was Mark's to get between you and the killing curse."
Harry stared at her for a second and said, "It's easy to tell whose sister you are. You're probably one of the wisest witches your age I know."
"I'm a Ravenclaw," she said simply and followed him out of the house.
The scene was disastrous. People were being killed and screaming everywhere. Some people were fighting, even though many were Muggles and were killed instantly. The police were starting to show up in cars. Harry knew it wouldn't do them much good.
"Stupefy," he yelled and the spell slammed into not one but two Death Eaters, sending them to the ground.
Harry saw jets of bright green lights slam into people, causing them to slowly slump to the ground with their eyes wide open.
"Stupefy," he said again, hitting two more.
"Stupefy," he heard Nicola say and watched as another one fell to the ground.
"Nice shot Nikky," he said.
"I had a good teacher," she said, referring to him teaching her last year in the ULD.
If one Death Eater fell another two seemed to take their place. They were destroying houses left and right now. One behind Harry exploded and the shock waves that seemed to follow sent him to the ground roughly. A large chunk of wood crashed into his back and he couldn't move for a minute. It was enough for a few Death Eaters to attempt to attack him. All he could do was sit lay on the ground and wait for the final blows to come but they never did.
The Death Eaters yelled in pain and slumped to the ground. Harry rolled over and saw Mundungus standing over him with his wand out. He didn't have his usual tired or amused look in his eye. Actually it was slightly frightening how determined the man looked.
"Get up Harry," he said and Harry pushed himself up.
Looking around he felt a pang of fear when he realized he couldn't see Nicola anywhere anymore.
"Damnit, she went to her house," Harry cursed and took off before Dung could do anything to stop him.
Harry felt like he was about to throw up. There was so much blood on the ground that it made him nauseous and he had been in a castle with blood leaky down the walls and he had people brutally tortured and killed right in front of him. There was just something very unsettling about being in a place where you had grown up and watching as it turned into a battle field.
He was almost at the Grangers house when he heard a familiar voice yell, "Crucio!" He felt the familiar pain that the curse always inflicted pass through him. He lost his footing and tumbled to the ground roughly.
He heard the cruel laughter of Bellatrix Lestrange, the bitch that always got away. Harry was about to yell in pain when he saw Lestrange get kicked from behind and fall onto her back, breaking the curse.
Harry looked up at little Nicola, who, after her brave moment, got a terrified look on her face as Bellatrix pushed herself off the ground. "NEVER TOUCH ME AGAIN YOU PATHETIC LITTLE MUDBLOOD!"
Harry tried to move on time but someone else attacked him from behind so he had to fight back. He heard the word 'crucio' as if it had boomed louder then lightning and he heard Nicola's screams of pain.
He send the Death Eater that attacked him through a window and turned around quickly, tackling Bellatrix. They both fell to the ground roughly and lose magic from Bellatrix's wand flew and slammed into the Granger's house.
Nicola let out another scream as the house exploded but didn't get a chance to see the aftermath of the explosion because a piece of wood had hit her on the head, knocking her unconscious.
Harry heard Bellatrix's laugh once again and noticed she had gotten up again. 'This bloody bitch just won't die!' he thought angrily to himself. He had even pushed her into a street pole and was certain she had hit her head hard enough to do someone in.
He didn't have time to react to what happened next. She held her wand out and said in clear words, "Avada Kedavra."
He saw a bright green light and heard his mother's screams in his head, and then his vision went black.
Harry groaned as he felt a splash of water on his face. His eyes opened slowly and he found himself staring at a grey sky overhead. The rain that was just starting to fall stung his injuries. He continued looking at the sky with confusion, wondering why in God's name he was outside.
Suddenly everything came back to him. The fight, the explosions, the curses…the death.
His mind blurred with confusion. Hadn't Bellatrix hit him with the killing curse? If Voldemort had indeed taken his mother's protection then why was he still alive.
Pushing himself off the ground the first thing he saw was the rubble that was one the Granger house…or at least what was left of it.
It was nothing but a pile of rubble on the ground. He saw some spots where blood was leaking out of it.
He knew the second he saw the house that there was no hope for finding anyone alive inside. It was a terrible feeling inside of him, but he trusted it now.
The Grangers were all dead…
His head shot around as he remembered Nicola. She was slumped down on the ground where he had seen her fall. Ignoring the blood that was seeping out of him he went over to her and felt for a pulse. He breathed a deep sigh of relief as he found out she was alive.
A chilling wind started blowing as he picked her up and looked around. There were many Aurors and other people around, trying to find survivors. There was no living Death Eaters to take as prisoners, the only ones remaining were the dead.
Suddenly he heard a gasp from somewhere on the street and he looked over to see a woman with curly bright blond hair and warm sky blue eyes staring at him. She rushed over and asked, "Are you alright Harry?"
"Who the bloody hell are you?" he muttered, not thinking right.
A light smile appeared on her lips and she said, "I'm Alyssa, a member of the Order. Dumbledore sent me here to find you and bring you back to Grimmauld place."
Harry shivered violently and looked over at the Dursleys house. It was standing only half ways now. The side of the house his room had been on collapsed. He lightly pushed the door open for fear it would cause the rest of the house to fall down. He heard muttering coming from the living room and walked into it.
There sat Dudley Dursley, looking very shocked and very sad. Harry nearly died from shock as he saw Dudley about to cut his wrists.
He lunged forwards and got it out of his cousin's tough grip and said, "Are you bloody insane!?"
"I disobeyed them, I didn't even get a chance to be with them," Dudley said. Harry noticed there were tears coming out of his normally watery eyes. "They're dead…"
Harry knew he was talking about Petunia and Vernon. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then opened them again. He grabbed Dudley's cell phone and searched for Marge's number under emergencies. Walking over to part of the house he winced at the sight of his Aunt and Uncle's mangled bodies. It hadn't been the house that had killed them but the Death Eaters.
"Marge? This is Harry…I'm calling from Dudley's cell phone…no…wait…just listen! Come to Privet Drive to get Dudley, I'm not going to be here…Petunia and Vernon are dead. Goodbye." Without waiting for the woman to ask him anything else he hung up the phone and walked back over to Dudley, passing it to him.
"Dud, I've gotta leave now. Marge is coming. Don't kill yourself, it's not worth it," he said.
"WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW?" Dudley yelled. "YOU HAVEN'T LOST YOUR…" he stopped yelling and stared at Harry with wide eyes.
"I have lost my parents Dudley and I can't remember anything but their deaths and a memory that my Potion's professor had. Nothing. Hold on to their memories Dudley…" Harry said. He took a step back and sighed then said, "You know, Sirius Black, my deceased godfather once told me 'The ones that we love never really leave us. They can always be found here'," Harry placed a hand over his heart. "They're still here Dudley…all of them are still here…"
With that Harry turned and walked out of the house. He noticed with amazement that his car hadn't been ruined. There was bloodstains on it and much of the paint was pealed off but it was still in good running condition.
The woman he had met earlier, Alyssa, walked over and said, "If you don't mind I'll drive your car. I can change it into a portkey to get so far but then it's best to just drive the rest of the way. I don't think it'd be good for her to travel by normal portkey ways."
Harry nodded and took Nicola in his arms and put her in the backseat of the car and then jumped in himself. Alyssa got in the front seat and asked, "Do you have the keys?"
"Yeah," he said and pulled them out of his pocket and threw them to her. One would think that after the high scale attack that just happened Harry'd be more careful about whom he trusted. There was just something about this woman though that he liked.
"Dung," he said suddenly as Alyssa muttered the spell and they vanished from that spot, appearing in another. "Where's Dung?"
Alyssa seemed to freeze for a minute before turning on the car and driving down the road. Harry noted that they were in the outskirts of London.
"Dead," she said after a minute. "So is Arabella."
"Mrs. Figgs?"
"Yes, she was such a nice old lady too. A little insane but nice," Alyssa said.
Harry looked up and saw Alyssa staring at him and Nicola curiously through the rear-view mirror from time to time and asked, "What?"
"How do you know her? I think I've seen her at Grimmauld place this summer," she said.
"This? This is Nicola Granger. Her older sister, Hermione, is my girlfriend," he replied.
She said nothing but a sad smile appeared over her face. Harry was exhausted and he was really tired. Leaning back on the seat he started to think about what happened.
That's when it hit him…he would never be going back to Privet Drive again. It wasn't the way he wanted to leave though. He didn't want to have to leave because everyone but Dudley was dead.
He felt dizzy and terribly sick now.
"Alyssa?" he asked slowly.
"Yes Harry?" she replied.
"Can you stop the car for a minute?"
"Why?"
"Please!"
She pulled the car over and Harry jumped out. He fell on all fours and threw up. He threw up the little bit of food he had eaten yesterday but most of it was blood.
After wiping off his mouth and stumbling back into the car. He closed the car door and leaned against it, slowly falling into a disturbing sleep.
As Harry fell asleep Alyssa watched him. She felt so sad every time she looked at him. He reminded her so much of both James and Lily.
Yes, Alyssa had known the Potters before their deaths. Actually she had been one of Lily's best friend in school and afterwards.
A bitter smile appeared on her face as she tried to remember her friend's face but she couldn't. It wasn't hard to get a grasp of what James looked like though, all she had to do was look at Harry and she could remember James. Sure the differences between them were building up even more but it wasn't hard to tell that the two were related.
As she used magic to let the car steer on it's own for awhile she had a chance to look at Harry more. She could see Lily in him too but the James was much more pronounced. There were also little bits of Remus and Sirius in him too.
Suddenly Alyssa found herself staring into a pair of emerald eyes that had once belong to her dearest friend and said, "Hey Harry."
"Where are we?" he asked groggily and sat up.
"A little bit from Grimmauld place, the portkey was set for only about an hour away from there, just in case anybody tried to track us," she explained then blurted out, "You look so much like your parents but I can see that you're not them too…"
"You knew my mum and dad?" he asked with interest as he sat up straight.
"Oh lord, yes I knew them, I knew James longer because it seemed every Pureblood family knew each other, well we all knew OF each other at least. James and I never really got along. He was always a pompous idiot whenever I seen him. His twin sister Karmen on the other hand was like him in a few ways but unlike him in many as well," she said and sighed as she remembered all her dead friends.
"My dad had a twin sister?" Harry asked with surprise.
"Oh yes. They didn't look a thing alike. James was the spitting image of his father, right down to the eyes and the nose and Karmen looked like their mother," she explained.
"What happened to Karmen?"
"She went on a mission just a little while after you were born. She was killed in that mission. James was depressed for weeks about it," Alyssa noted with another sad sigh. "I met Lily at school. We became friend straight away. We also became friends with Karmen and another girl in our year, Sarah. She's not at Grimmauld place right now but she will be in a couple days," she said. "Lily was nice nicest person you could ever meet. She had a gift for seeing the beauty inside of others, especially when they themselves couldn't find it. If you ridiculed someone in public or ever behind their backs that sweet little redhead would be replaced by a ferocious tiger. I hear you have her temper as well."
Harry's face flushed a bit and he said, "Who are you? I know your name's Alyssa but that doesn't tell me much…"
"Me? Well like you know my name's Alyssa, I was an only child and I'm from the Ivyson Pureblood family. You see there are a like a couple groups of Purebloods Harry. If you noticed on the thing at Grimmauld place you are not related to the Blacks, the Malfoys or the Weasleys in any way, shape or form. Same used to go for me. I was actually a distant relative of James, and I mean really, REALLY distant. I wouldn't even classify us as related actually," she said with a shrug. "After I was married though obviously my name changed. I never got to be with my husband very long though." A bitter smile had appeared over her face yet again.
"Did he die in battle?" Harry questioned lightly, not wanting to be too pushy on the subject.
"Not back then at least. He only recently died. Our daughter never even got to meet him. He was sent to Azkaban eight months before she was born…"
"What was his name?" he asked with interest.
"You knew him, you did. My name is Alyssa Black and, I guess; now I'm the widow to Sirius Black."
Author's Note
Yeah I'm done. This chapter's shorter but there's nothing else I could add into it just yet. I know everything happened really fast but…well…there's no worry about lack of descriptions of battles in this fic. There's going to be a lot more fights, deaths and so on. Sorry this chapter was so short anyways…
Lets see…we've already started the death count in this fic. The Grangers (except for Hermione and Nicola) are dead, Vernon and Petunia are dead, Mrs. Figgs is dead, Dung is dead and even more people that have not been named are dead! And it's only chapter 3! If I keep this up I'm going to end up…oh I dunno…killing the whole world (grins).
Anyways here's something I want all people to understand. I do lie. Like you will never know, unless I promise you that it's true, if I'm telling the truth. Sometimes I don't mean to lie, like I say one thing then I realize later on in the fic that in order for it to work I need that part that I said wasn't important to be important.
Confusing I know…I just like to bug you all. Here's another thing too…I'm going to try and update more then once a week because I did the math and since there's four weeks in a month this fic will take me anywhere from 10 months to a year to write if I update every week. Sometimes there will be big gaps between a week or two other times only a day. I don't have a specific writing time.
Also on that topic yes, this fic IS longer then the last one…
Well onto the replies to the reviews I guess! Like I mentioned so many times you guys are THE best! Sorry if I missed anyone.
Quizgirl – my story has a surface? Wow! LOL! I'm in a good mood this week and when I'm in good moods that usually means I end up writing more for some reason.
Lady Nicole Potter – Sorry I'm not telling you who I'm killing yet but…yeah a LOT of people you know from the books are going to die. How do you know Wormtail even brought someone back? Nicola died her hair because she wanted to. I'll update as fast as I can! LOL!
Holimontski – Sounds good. What the hell? Thanksgiving…OH! You're in the USA right? We had thanksgiving in October here in Canada. Shakespeare's funny! We read some of his poems in class and just the words…oh lord with my class we all nearly died from laughing and in grade 8 when my Enrichment group did Romeo and Juliet with modern day language "Romeo, your tough is like a fish swimming in my mouth" LMAO! I will never forget that!
CastusAlbusCor – Yes but it was Dursleyish, wasn't it?
Shawn Pickett – I'm kinda curious what I'm planning on doing with this too. (LOL)
Destined Enchantress – Yes! That's EXACTLY what it is! LOL! I'm serious too, don't take that as sarcasm…
Hpfanchrissy1502 – That's really Nicola…promise you 100 percent on that
Ryan – I knew I forgot something last chapter. The song was How Come by D12. And Voldemort's lair? It could be but…nope…
Abigfan – What happens next…well this chapter had a little more…excitement to it…
Azrei – Thank you
WIZ1 – LOL, thanks!
HM – Hermione, Ron and Ginny…it was explained by Nicola in this chapter.
Desert Hacker – Sure…
QueenWeasel – Yeah I noticed that to, here's a hint, you never know where I'm going to drop hints…or where it might just be coincidence
DanBoy – LOL! Glued yourself to the computer screen? Oh god I'm going to be laughing about that for along time! (Kidden)
Lisienna – I put it there just so everyone would remember that part, that's all. You NEVER know what's important, because I didn't really explain the whole desires things in the last fic, did I?
HHr - Dumbledore assigned the homework and he's going to tell the new teacher to pick it up. (Smirks) You think so eh? (bout them mirror)
Atrus Valentein – I sent you the replies in an email so I don't think I need to write anything else here
Sir Slytherin – Thank you
Warlock – You live in Mexico? Awesome, there's some exchange students at my school from Mexico, that's why I chose that place. Don't worry, your English is very good considering it's the second hardest language to learn if it's not your primary language. I'm sorry to say but you're not going to find out who it is for ALONG time!
Shinji-Higurashi – You're not going to like the answer to this but we're not going to learn what Peter did for a REALLY long time. It appears again more at the end of the story (I know, I'm mean)
Krystal Lily Potter