FAN FICTION AU AND TIME TRAVEL

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Summary

Female Harry Potter (Juniper) wins the war but the cost is too much so she performs a ritual and performs dimension travel after much research when she is 24. Her counterpart is Cordelia Faye Black, the daughter of Altair Black and Adelaide Malfoy. Has memories of both the worlds. Lives in France. When Juniper (Harry) seeps into consciousness, she is 14. Born on Beltane. Thus even though she is a girl, she has a high standing among the Blacks. Has gone to Beauxabatons for her first three years. Born on May 1, 1927. Start school in 1938. Goes to Hogwarts in 1942. Meets Tom Riddle. (Romance and power play)

Disclaimer: The characters and the world in the story belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not earning any profit from it.

Note: I have been a fanfiction reader for quite a lot of years before I gave this fic a shot, so if you see any ideas seeping in that I do not openly acknowledge, just let me know and I will add the credits. I have read too many to keep a track of them but I will try my best.

1) The idea of totems belongs to Catsarecool who is writing A Maurader's plan .

2) The basic idea of dimension travel comes from Hollow Thunder, Vital Lightning by Aariya07. You will see quite a few similarities in the first couple of chapters but it diverges after that.

3) This is a gender bender. Harry was born a girl as Juniper Anastasia Potter. Everything is as it is in canon except for her romances. This is not because I don't read slash or like it. You will see a lot of them in my favorites but because I don't think that I could do justice to that genre and because I want to do this. If you do not like such fics, do not read. Please do not flame. I will welcome criticisms, I know I am not perfect, just don't meaninglessly bash me for nothing.


For your references

"Talk"

"Thought"

"Parseltongue"


Chapter 13

Saving Charlie

Tom's POV

Tom woke up in cold sweat, panting in the bed inside the bedroom of Cordelia's trunk. He looked at the other bed, Cordelia was sleeping peacefully. "Good, that means that the silencing charms I have put up are working." He thought.

Just looking at her calmed him down. He decided to get himself a drink of water from the kitchen in the trunk.

He drank a glass and sighed, and then he heard a soft footfall behind him.

He stilled. She was going to be furious. Cordelia came, picked out a glass for herself and poured another glass for herself.

She did not say anything. "You scared me." He said slowly when he realized that she won't say anything.

"I was scared too when I woke up for water a while ago, looked at your bed, saw your face distorted in a scream but did not hear a voice. " She said blandly, fixing him with an uninterested look.

She looked down and took another sip of water.

"I…" He began but did not complete it.

"I am not going to complain, Tom. I think I have made it sufficiently clear that I will be there. To use it or not, is up to you. I will respect your wishes" She said sharply. Her eyes had fire in them.

Tom sighed, "It is not that, you know that."

The fire died a little, "I know." She sighed too, "Look I know, I get it. I am frankly a hypocrite for screaming at you. I never told anybody about my nightmares either. I did not think that anybody could actually help without straining themselves. I am like that about help, it takes me a while before I trust people, and when I do trust them, I don't want to be a bother because I don't like it when they are troubled because of me. I get it. So, don't think that I don't. I just, you need to take help Tom. You need to work with other people. Going solo is not just lonely, it is also a foolish way. It is better to have people around you who would stand by you, for better or for worse. And I found a way to help you without straining myself, or stretching myself too thin. It is not like that I am giving up on something very crucial to help you and even if I were, it would be my choice. Sometimes, you just have to accept that you are that loved and live with it and bask in it. You need to learn to accept that people are going to care. You might think you are unable to reciprocate or that you are not doing enough, but that's irrelevant. You don't try to weigh gestures and care. You might be doing something far greater for me without even realizing. So just buck up and accept it." Cordelia intoned his quote from earlier in the day.

She was frowning.

"I should take my own advice, huh!" He said gently.

She just gave him a cool look.

"Cordelia!" He began.

"My name is a mouthful. Move ahead." She said, folding her arms.

"It is such a beautiful name." Tom cried, looking aghast.

"I never said it isn't. I just said it is a mouthful. And don't try to change the topic." Cordelia said in an annoyed tone.

"Okay, I won't put more silencing spells until and unless I feel that you need sound, uninteruppted sleep that day." He said in defeat.

She gave a sigh, "I guess that is the best thing I can hope for. Come on, we should sleep. We have classes in 4 hours." and got up and left.

Cordelia was removing a scenery when Tom walked back in the bedroom. He distinctly recognized some symbols as runic circles on the bare wall. Cordelia touched her wand on a couple and both of their beds shifted together, making one huge bed.

"Are you sure?"He gave her a look.

"Oh, get to the bed. I am not leaving you alone to have a nightmare. But since you are so adamant about me getting my sleep, I am sleeping next to you." She said, picking up the blanket.

"That's not what I asked." Tom said, "There is a reason boys cannot go into Girls' dorm." he said lightly.

"I trust you to not do anything inappropriate, there. I hope you trust me likewise." She said with a shrug, "I am not letting adults define what is appropriate for me. They can go ram their heads in a wall for all they want. If I want to help my friend, I will. Unless, you mind." She went on a tirade.

Tom just chuckled. He did not get the appropriations too much, he had never had any sort of pre-conceived model to follow.

He joined her in bed and before he knew, they both had curled up and slept.


Cordelia's POV

"Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff, hmmm" Cordelia was lavishly topping her pancakes with maple syrup.

"It should be interesting. Gryffindor has always been a strong team but Hufflepuff showed that their new team is no slouch. I am having trouble predicting an optimal outcome." Abraxas said.

"Well, if Hufflepuff wins, Slytherin has a good chance. If Gryffindor wins, we will have chance to play really good quidditch. I am open to both." She shrugged.

Renatus snorted.

"You want to share an insight, Heir Lestrange." Cordelia asked unaffected.

"The Lions are a lousy team. Dunderheads or not, Hufflepuffs have a better chance at winning than them." Renatus said pompously.

"On what basis, since Lions have won the cup for the past two years. And now Charlie has been making them work even harder since he is the captain." Cordelia said conversationally, then put a piece of pancake in her mouth using the fork and chewed gracefully.

"Potter is a clueless, light wizard." Renatus sneered.

"You statement is partially correct but the context is wrong. It is true that Charlie is light and he is a bit naive, certainly not clueless, but none of those actually apply in any sense to his Quidditch skills, in which he beat you in pureblood summer gala this year, I believe." Cordelia said, enjoying the derailment.

Renatus grimaced.

"And what were the scores, Dorea?" Cordelia did not leave it alone.

"Heir Lestrange was quite thoroughly beaten with a difference of about a 100 points, I believe." It was Alphard who answered, proud to have answered the question.

Cordelia beamed at him. She had revealed her heiress status to Abraxas and all her Black cousins the previous day. Alphard had been ecstatic and had been going out of way to prove that he was not a dunderhead.

Cordelia was about to add something further when she received a look from Tom. She just gave him an innocent smile but said nothing and stopped.

"I do agree with Cordelia though, if the Quidditch team of Slytherin was not so prepared and did not have the surprise element, it would have been tough to beat Gryffindor. They had good strategies." Tom added when he could not resist. He winked at Cordelia and she just chuckled.

"You are going to side with that light wizard." Renatus gave a look of betrayal to Riddle.

"As much as I appreciate your zeal, Heir Lestrange, blood politics has nothing to do with Quidditch, and you would do well to keep it out to protect the sanctity of the game and you are forgetting, Charlus Potter is the Heir of House of Potter and if you continue to blatantly disrespect the heir of a noble and ancient house without due cause, I am afraid I will have to report you to the House of Lords. And as for Tom, he is not siding with Gryffindor, none of us are, he is merely pointing out a fact that you are unable to comprehend." Cordelia said sharply.

"You can insult me, a mere wench, but I cannot insult that Potter!" Renatus growled.

"Stop being uncouth Renatus, apologize to Ms. Black. She has been nothing but courteous despite your tireless behavior and insults aimed at both her and Heir Potter. And Renatus, don't ever call Cordelia by that distasteful address again. I don't think you will ever have leave to call her by her first name, but address her as Ms. Black if you must." Tom barked, his eyes had a dark look. He did not like it when people insulted her. He remembered that the court meeting was scheduled for tomorrow when he would be dealing with his other female slytherin yearmates about what they said to Cordelia.

Renatus grudgingly fell quiet.

"Save a seat for me, Cordelia. I might just attend the game." Tom requested in a lighter tone to Cordelia.

She raised a brow.

"The game might have grown on me, after watching you play." Tom admitted.

Abraxas chuckled at that and Alphard guffawed, catching the attention of the rest of the Great hall.

Riddle and Cordelia both gave Alphard a silencing look. He immediately stopped laughing. "Sorry" He said meekly.

Cordelia smiled at that, chuckled lightly and shook her head, "You cousin, will never learn." She passed Tom a swift smile, "I will save you a seat and I am glad that something made you like Quidditch."


Cordelia's POV

Cordelia and the Slytherin Quidditch team, along with Dorea were seated in the Quidditch stands after the classes. Dorea was there to support Charlie . The team was there to observe and Cordelia was doing both the above, while chatting up about Quidditch with Tom who sat next to her.

The game was really competitive. It could go either ways.

The rest of the court was there too in another Slytherin stand, including Renatus.

Cordelia had seen Tom ask other members of court to sit with Renatus so that he could vent a bit and not keep a grudge.

"The quaffle is with Potter, who passes it to Longbottom and Potter and goal." The Hufflepuff commentator said dully. Not even his personal stake in the match because of his house identity did anything for his monotone. "Hufflepuff and Gryffindor are at tie at 120 points each."

Cordelia and Tom yawned together and shook their heads to get rid of the sleepiness.

They were sleepy because both of them had slept in and not because of the lack of the sleep.

They had slept too well, curled up against each other and had slept through both of their alarms, unconcerned.

It was the intruder alert alarm's blaring that woke both of them up. The intruder alarm had rang up when Abraxas had come to check on Tom when he did not come out with just 20 minutes to breakfast. Cordelia had a backup uniform in the trunk and both of them had just quickly freshened up and left.

But they were still feeling sleepy, especially because it was really cold and they had decided to sit next to each other really close to gain some warmth from each other.

Cordelia had conjured a blue flame and it was burning beside them in a glass jar. Quite a nifty piece of magic. She thanked Hermione in the head for that.

It was raining miserably, the weather was horrendous.

"I bet they are totally envious of us. I am glad that Slytherin has the next match scheduled only in spring." She muttered quietly, moving closer to the flame and Tom.

"Tell me about it. I have always hated playing Quidditch in such pouring weather. It is the worst for the seeker.' Burke added as he was staring into his binoculars.

"Yeah, I just hope nobody falls off their broom." Dorea said worriedly.

"He will be fine." Cordelia gave her a comforting look.

Tom gave her a questioning look.

Cordelia whispered, "She dreamed last week that Charlie fell off the broom in the middle of match. She has had this horrible feeling since then. She has constantly been asking him to be careful, but you know Gryffindors and boys, when do they listen to reason? He waved it off even though he appeared to be touched." She shook her head.

"Was that a jab at me?" Tom asked quietly.

She just hmmed with a nod.

"What do you want me to say?" Tom appeared troubled.

Cordelia just begun laughing outright.

"This is not funny." He reiterated, " I want to know if you are angry at me for some forsaken reason."

She laughed harder, "I am not angry. I was having fun at your expense."

"You have been doing that a lot recently. I repeat, I liked you better when you were courteous." Tom huffed.

"Awww, did Poor Tom get mad?" Cordelia made a baby face and begun pulling his cheeks. If looks could kill, then Cordelia would have been dead ten times over.

But as it goes, his look just made her laugh harder and she begun to poke him in his ribs to get him to talk to her.

Their fingers were wrestling when Cordelia's pokes became painful. Tom gave her another look and she just smiled innocently. He looked above and gave a 'help me' look with defeat and that made her giggle harder.

Their shenanigans were interrupted with Dorea's scream, "Charlie, what are you doing?"

Cordelia quickly looked up.

Charles Potter was quite uncharacteristically flying higher into the sky.

He as a chaser did not need to, only seekers needed to fly that high, occasionally beaters but chasers remained in the vicinity of the pitch but that did not explain Dorea's scream. In the next second, Cordelia found out the reason when Charles broom lurched dangerously.

Cordelia quickly found Dorea's hand and clutched it in her right. Dorea dug her nails into it.

"This isn't right. He looks almost confounded." Cordelia muttered to herself. Tom had gotten on her left side and was looking at her carefully, all of their mock animosity gone from his face.

"We would see if somebody cast a spell from the stands." Abraxas added.

"Not really. There is a variation of confundus charm that is gray in its beam. Our eyes would miss it in this backdrop." Tom informed swiftly, "The question is who is going to be idiot enough to use it in a mere game. Quidditch is not worth somebody's life."

"I doubt any Hufflepuff would want to. They are all about fairplay, except for maybe Smiths." Cordelia said absent-mindedly, lines on her forehead and a worried expression, "C'mon, Charlie, fight it, fight it goddamn it."

"Aren't the teachers noticing it?" Alphard said, who was standing on the other side of his elder sister, Dorea.

"I am not sure." Cordelia said. Her eyes pinned on Charlie. "Look Weasley has gone up to help and Prewett is grabbing Sir Murphy."

"Oh no, the bludger." Anastius said quickly.

It was heading towards Weasley who hit it on a full force, and somehow Charlie's broom flew in the path of the bludger and Charlie got knocked off his broom.

Before the hit of the bludger registered in many minds, Cordelia untangled her hand from Dorea, pulled out her wand and while holding it in both her hands, screamed , " Arresto Momentum Duo."

It earned her looks from everywhere in the stadium, including the Professors' stand, who were just getting up as a reaction.

Charlie's fall slowed down. The spell worked.

Cordelia gritted her teeth as she tried to maintain the spell. Charlie was heavy and the spell itself took a lot of magical strain than the simple Arresto Momentum without the added weight. Her face grew pale and her nose started bleeding. She ignored Tom and Abraxas' worried interruptions, tuned out Dorea's hysterical, grateful cries, ignored the buzz in the stadium as she struggled to lay Charlie on the ground, unscathed.

She put Charlie on the ground safely and sighed, collapsing backwards on Tom's arms, who quickly healed her nose, while Abraxas gave her water, which she gratefully gulped.

Tom took out his handkerchief and lightly dabbed her lips and area beneath her nose, while he held her weight in a single arm. Alphard and Dorea had run to the ground to see Charlie.

The rest of the team was hovering over her. She breathed deeply, "Can you let me up, Tom?"

Tom straightened her, but kept his arm around her as support.

Cordelia took another deep breath."Does he look alright?"

"He is fine, sister." Orion said, his voice mellow, "You should worry about yourself. Arresto Momentum is meant for small objects at our level, not for humans."

"I could not think of anything else. That's why I used the stronger variant. It can hold two objects, I reckoned it could hold one human being." Cordelia said slowly, her face still pale. She panted a bit, gulping more breath.

"Come on, we need to show you to the mediwitch." Tom said gently.

"Can I see Charlie first?' She softly requested.

"Yeah, come on. We will go to infirmary with Potter and Dorea. Orion and Abraxas, come with us. The rest of you contact the rest of the court, see that everyone reaches the dorm safely and no one leaves till dinner. Call elves if somebody is hungry. Only prefects, in pairs, can leave if they want information. No roaming around. Burke is in charge until I come back." Tom said slowly and clearly, "Is that clear?"

All three nodded.

"Good, Cordelia can you walk?" Tom asked.

She nodded, "Don't leave me though, I think I might collapse."

At that, Abraxas grabbed her from her other side. Cordelia wrapped her shoulders around each of their neck as they guided her down the stairs.


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