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"


Previously…

"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.


Chapter 14

Dressing down Dumbledore

Cordelia's POV

"Orion, can you grab my bag from Dorea. She has it shrunken. I could use a pepper up." She said as they reached the ground.

The mediwitch was hovering over Charles. Dorea stood at one side, clutching Alphard's arm. A few Professors along with the rest of the Gryffindor team and Hufflepuff stood aside.

The match had been temporarily aborted.

Charlie had opened his eyes. They were wide with surprise and a healthy amount of fear.

"How are you doing Charlie?" She asked quietly, settling down beside him on the ground, still clutching Tom's hand. Abraxas stood behind her, in case she fell back. Orion went and got the bag.

Cordelia shuffled and brought out a bottle, uncorked it and drank it.

"She will need an examination once you are done with Charles, Madame Underhill, I think she might have magically exhausted herself." Tom requested,

"I am fine now, I took the pepper up." She left his arm. She looked better, some color had returned to her cheeks.

Tom did not look happy, whether because she left his arm, or her blatant disregard for her health.

"A confounding charm itself cannot create such a confusion. It barely lasts for more than a few seconds." Cordelia muttered.

"I tried to fight it. I couldn't. I knew that bludger was going to hit me and yet I went into his path." Charlie said slowly, "It was almost like that I had a buzz in my head."

"Befuddlement draught." Madam Underhill and Cordelia muttered together.

"Did you drink water just before this happened?" Cordelia swiftly asked.

Charles nodded.

Cordelia pounced on his water kiosk, "As I suspected." She smelled it, "A distinct smell of sweetness in the water." She handed it to Madam Underhill.

"Thank you Cordelia. I cannot tell her how much …I am grateful. Consider the House of Potter and me in debt of you and the House of Black." Charlie said slowly as Madam Underhill healed his bruises.

"There are no debts between families." Cordelia glanced at Dorea and then back at him, smiled weakly and nodded.

Charles just appeared surprised, but he gave a weak smile.

Cordelia looked towards the Professors, it was Dumbledore, Murphy, Foster and Monroe.

"I trust that there will be an investigation." She asked looking pointedly at Dumbledore.

"It was a silly prank to get more Quidditch scores, my dear. It does not warrant an investigation." Dumbledore smiled at her.

"Are you insinuating that the other Hogwarts Quidditch teams would stoop low enough to drug and confound a fellow student to win the game at the cost of the life of the said student?" Cordelia asked sharply.

"It was harmless." Dumbledore insisted.

"Well, I don't know how you got your mastery in Alchemy Professor, when you do not know the basics of spell and potions interactions. The consequence of mixing of Befuddlemet draught with any mind altering spells, be it a simple confundus, a complicated gray befuddling charm or Imperius in the worst case scenario, is mental retardation. This was not harmless. It could have cost Heir Potter his life be it in terms of his death or otherwise. If the person knew what he was doing, then it is imminent that we find him. If they did not, even more so. People should not meddle with things that they do not have full comprehension of, especially when it concerns another life." Cordelia said tartly.

"My dear, I am sure that the person did not mean to be malicious. It is just a quidditch rivalry gone wrong." He persisted.

"The only rivalry, Gryffindor has, is with Slytherin. Are you insinuating that I or my teammates had something to do with it?" Cordelia asked sharply.

"Are you insinuating that Hufflepuff stooped this low ?" Dumbledore retorted.

"I am not denying that all houses are equally under scrutiny. All I am finding an issue against is dismissing this act as mere competitiveness due to Quidditch. It might be a Slytherin, or a Hufflepuff or a Ravenclaw or for that matter a Gryffindor, but the intent was malicious. Heir Potter could have died, need I say more. But if you wish, he is sole heir of the an Ancient and Noble house and has no siblings. The House of Potter would not have just lost a son but also their entire line with Charles. The penalty for both crimes is Azkaban and Life penalty respectively. If you will not report it and order an investigation, I will." Cordelia had raised her volume, had gotten up to her feet and was giving Dumbledore a death look.

"You are making a mountain out of molehill, Cordelia dear." Dumbledore tried again.

"I am not and you know it. Is it because the match will be considered forfeit if you call an investigation? And you are afraid of losing an easy win, considering Gryffindor was in lead before the bludger knocked Charles , I daresay, Gryffindor can afford to play another match, and lose if they might, rather than leave the perpetrator of this act free. Clause 237 of the handbook of Hogwarts states that a match can be rescheduled in case of malicious intent. If you want, I can produce the exact wording within the next hour." Cordelia was very agitated.

"My dear, your view is skewed because of your priorities. Slytherin will have equal chances of winning even if this match went to Gryffindor." Dumbledore did not admit defeat.

"Professor if I may," Sir Murphy began.

"Not now Murphy, I have it handled." Dumbledore cut him off.

"Don't twist my words into nothing I said. I just said that I do not care about Quidditch in this matter of life and death. Will you order an investigation or should I?" Cordelia did not miss a beat, and said with gritted teeth.

"Cordelia, dear" Dumbledore tried again.

"Do not use my first name, Deputy Headmaster. I did not give you leave to use it. I can forgive one lisp, not another." Cordelia said sharply.

Dumbledore lost his merry look, instead appeared stern. "Now, Ms. Black, I have been trying to dissuade you off a folly but I will not tolerate insubordination and rude remarks. That will be 15 points from Slytherin."

Cordelia appeared impassive, "Are you calling the investigation or should I take the matter to Headmaster Dippet?" She repeated.

"There is no need..." Dumbledore began

"I, Cordelia Faye Black, on the onus of being the heiress of the noble and ancient House of Black, demand an investigation, fearing for the safety of my fellow heir, Charles Potter and what this malicious attack might mean for other heirs. So I declare, so mote it be." Cordelia cut him off.

"I, as the heir of noble and ancient house of Longbottom, second it. I declare it, so mote it be." It was Sebastian Longbottom who spoke.

"And if there is a need for third, consider me in. So I, the heir of house of Malfoy declare, so mote it be." Abraxas followed Longbottom's lead.

"Clause 45 of Hogwarts charter and Clause 453 of House of Lords dictates that Aurors be called if and when Heirs of any line with a seat in Wizangomot feels threatened. Please take it seriously Headmaster, or you will be getting a call from the Hogwarts board of governors. And if need be, the Black lawyers. I hope I am clear." Cordelia said frostily.

"There is really no need..." Dumbledore tried to diffuse the situation.

"Familus Magicus." Cordelia intoned, "I swear on my family magic that if Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore does not call authorities, he will be considered a threat to the line of Blacks and their family magic. If need be, the house of Black will step in in support of the House of Potter, Longbottom and Malfoy. So I declare, so mote it be." Cordelia's eyes glowed with power and the Black totem appeared, sniffed Dumbledore, tied him in magic and went back inside Cordelia in a blink.

"You will not try to communicate with any sons and daughters of House of Black beyond the classroom and that includes Sebastian. They will only communicate with you in front of a crowd, meaning 8 people and more until after the investigation is cleared. Am I clear?" Cordelia said, "And if you give any grief to Charlie or Abraxas, you will hear more from me and the house of Black. Deduct all the points if you want" She said it in a controlled, icy and fiery fury.

Dumbledore's brow twitched but he did not say anything and left and after a while disappeared.

Cordelia fell back immediately and Tom caught her.

"Corrie, you know invoking family magic is lethal when you on brink of exhaustion." Abraxas hurriedly whispered to her and Tom, as he added his support.

"Dumbledore needed a dressing down." Cordelia said weakly.

"That was brave and honorable, but you need to know your limitations, Cordelia" Tom said hurriedly.

Madam Underhill quickly came to her and poured something down her throat.

Cordelia's breathing evened.

"You are spending the night in the Hospital wing along with Charles." Underhill said urgently.

"I am staying in my dorm and I would advise the same to Charlie, if he will have it. The perpetrator is still out and Dumbledore is unhappy. I would like to stay where my friends and family can protect and watch over me." Cordelia shook her head.

"She is right, I will keep a watch over Charlie." Sebastian said.

"Take turns, and have more people around, only the ones you trust. I am afraid we have a tumultuous month ahead." Cordelia said slowly.

Sebastian and the rest of Gryffindor team nodded.

Madam Underhill sighed "She is sleeping, right away." and added sternly and then conjured a stretcher and Tom took its control while Madam hovered Cordelia to it before Cordelia could protest.


Tom's POV

Tom had been mesmerized as he saw Cordelia cast that spell. The rush of power and magic that he felt in the air had left him high. His drunkenness had staggered only when he saw her nosebleed. She must have been using a lot of her magical strength to do the spell.

He was again mesmerized when she teared down into Dumbledore, relentless in her quest, not waiting for anyone's support, just fighting for what she believed in. It took great amount of courage to do something like that, something he lacked.

He had been taken aback by her loyalty to Heir Potter, to her cousins and he had been taken aback by their loyalty to her. He now understood why people were confused about which House Cordelia would go into.

She was brave like a lion, cunning like a serpent, loyal like a badger and smart and logical like a eagle. He wondered how the sorting hat decided that Slytherin would be best for her.

He was taken aback by her strength, the zeal with which she demanded the investigation, the form with which she articulated herself, the ease with which she called the black totem, and performed that powerful magic. Tom had taken it all, breathless.

He saw her fall back. He was proud of the fact that she stood her ground until Dumbledore disappeared.

But then Abraxas' statement send him into a frenzy. Truth be told, he had forgotten about the exhaustion by witnessing her sheer magical strength. Cordelia was a very fine actress.

And she knew how to get people to obey or listen to her, even at the brink of exhaustion. He agreed with her caution and honestly, he was worried sick about her.

She had made the perpetrator, whoever it was, her number one enemy by calling the investigation and also by declaring her heiress status. He would have to keep a close eye on her. He would introduce her to the court as soon as possible, so she had more support, and more eyes to look for danger.


Tom's POV

Tom had rejected the idea of putting Cordelia in her room outrightly. He wanted her somewhere where he could keep an eye on her.

Abraxas and Dorea had nodded.

Dorea had promptly called an elf to empty an area of the Common room and to put up a bed there and she had quickly gone and got extra beddings.

Tom had without hesitation, helped her put them on. He was used to doing it on his own in the orphanage. He and Dorea did not stop when the elves protested. Instead Tom requested them for curtains to protect Cordelia's privacy.

Tom had quickly muttered numerous protection spells at the curtain, inducting a temporary privacy wards and silencing spells. He then gently lifted Cordelia with a levitation spell, as Dorea and Lucretia made sure to keep her head stable, and placed her on the bed.

"She gave her a dreamless sleep so she should be asleep for a while." Dorea said lightly, as Tom was busy gazing on her figure.

He nodded, his head distracted, "You should check up on Charles. There is still an hour to curfew. Take an escort."

Dorea shook her head, "She needs me more right now. She deliberately made herself the target. The perpetrator will not go for Charlie now. She is the bigger threat. Family before anything, Charlie will be fine."

"We are taking turns watching her. I want oaths from anybody who comes within 5 steps of her bed. As of now, I am treating everyone but her family and the Slytherin team as potential perpetrators. I would still feel better if everyone who is volunteering for the watch, except the family, took oaths. " Tom turned around to face the court.

'Feel better' was a polite version of an order.

In the end, Burke, Flint, Zabini, Rosier, Nott, Travers and even Abraxas took oaths. Tom told Abraxas that he did not need to, but Abraxas was adamant.

Dorea, Lucretia and even Walburga refused to leave.

Tom asked that there be at least one guard at the common room entrance and three guards around the general vicinity of the bed. He himself stayed.

Orion left to guard the common room door at the along with Nott for the first watch.

Dorea, Riddle, Abraxas and Anastius took the watch around the bed.

Tom had a hard time sending Alphard up to his bed. Alphard was stubborn.

"She will be fine, Alphard and no one will harm her here, and I swear that on my honor. She will be fine, she has to be fine. But we will need you to take the second watch. We cannot afford to trust too many people. You, Lucretia, Walburga and Burke and Flint and Travers will have to replace the others. I need you to be well rested so that you are alert on the watch. Do you get it?" Tom said gently. He could not believe that he was doing this with Alphard but he needed to calm Alphard down. He was Cordelia's family. And to Tom, that single explanation was sufficient to play nice.

Alphard looked at him.

Tom sighed and took an oath, "Do you trust me now?" He asked.

"He is right, Affy. Go to bed. She is going to need you later." Dorea said gently.

Alphard reluctantly went to bed. Tom pulled an armchair and put it inside the curtain and sat there.

Tom sat staring at her face. Abraxas came in the middle of night to ask Tom to go to bed. The people from second shift were here.

Tom shook his head, "I am staying where I am."

"But…" Abraxas began. Tom silenced him with a look, "I am used to sleepless nights Abraxas. I will be fine. It is just for tonight."

Abraxas nodded, "Flint, Burke, Lucretia and Walburga are outside the curtain. Travers, Rosier and Alphard are at the common room door. Slughorn came a while ago at the door, but he left after talking to Orion. He did not seem impressed with Dumbledore, but you know how diplomatic he is."

"He is a coward, not a diplomat." Tom said easily.

Abraxas eyes' widened.

'Does that surprise you Abraxas? My admission!" Tom asked. He was amused but he was worried about Cordelia.

"Not really, my lord. It is just something that Corrie would say." Abraxas said.

"Well, we have been spending an awful lot of time together." Tom sighed.

"Yes, my lord." Abraxas said.

"Call me Riddle or Heir Slytherin, if you have to Abraxas. I am growing tired of the lord." Tom said warily, "Just be careful around others."

Abraxas nodded.

Tom fell asleep by morning on the armchair. He vaguely remembered Alphard coming and checking on them and leaving. He woke up as it was dawn. He went out of the curtain after making sure that Cordelia was covered properly.

Burke and Flint were still agile. Lucretia and Walburga had sat down but their eyes were wide open and alert.

"Anything?" Tom asked.

"No..." Burke shook his head, "It is not surprising. This was likely a task of a lone wolf and there was too much security around Cordelia for him to bypass it."

'But there is no need to drop our guard because of it." Walburga said sharply.

"Indeed, Ms. Black. We will not be dropping our guard. I want one other person to be there beside her all the time, even after she wakes up and is fine and is attending classes. She is powerful and she can handle herself, but does not mean that she can't be caught off guard. I am very sure that she is not going to like it so we need to advocate it very strongly." Tom said seriously.

Alphard, Travers and Rosier came from the gates.

"Did any other Professor come?" Riddle asked, "Anything unusual?"

"Nothing unusual. No teachers." Travers informed, "Cordelia has made a dangerous enemy."

Riddle gave him a look. He did not know that Cordelia and Travers were close. He had never seen them around together.

"Well, he better not try anything else." Tom said, deciding to ask Cordelia about it subtly. Chances were she would see right through it but he would try. "Alright, go up, take some rest. I will be here. I napped for a while. I think she is going to be up soon. Lucretia and Walburga, can one you stay? She might need some assistance."

"We are both staying" Walburga said frostily.

"Fair enough." Tom ignored the bite of pureblood's witch's tone.

Cordelia woke up with her whole body aching.

"How do you feel?" It was Lucretia's concerned voice that she heard.

"Like a herd of hippogriffs walked all over me." Cordelia groaned.

"Take it easy, Heir Slytherin will kill me if …" Lucretia said gently.

"She is 'our' sister. Heir Slytherin can stuff it." Walburga said agitatedly.

"I didn't know you cared Burga. How touching!' Cordelia said sarcastically.

"Oh she is being sarcastic. She is not well. She is grumpy which means she is less than stellar." Lucretia said worriedly.

"I am fine." Cordelia said loudly and insistently.

'And what about the hippogriffs?" Walburga asked sassily.

Cordelia gave her an unimpressed look, "I am never leaving you in charge in case I get sick. Give me some water, will you?" She sat up.

Walburga handed her a glass.

"I will send somebody to Infirmary and someone to breakfast. Heir Slytherin reluctantly went to Breakfast on Abraxas' urging but he told that we need to inform him as soon as you wake up." Lucretia said and called out, "Anastius, grab a second year and pass the message along to Heir Slytherin will you. Corrie is awake. "

"Where am I?" Cordelia asked, getting confused.

"Common room." Lucretia informed swiftly.

At Cordelia's confusion, Walburga elaborated, "After you decided to play heroine by Charles Potter unnecessarily, I might add, you went on to give Dumbledore a good one, now that I approve of..."

"I remember all that." Cordelia cut her off, "Why am I in common room and not in my room?" She asked impatiently.

"Oh, the boys and Heir Slytherin wanted you where they could watch and protect you as you slept. Since they cannot enter the girls' dorm, Heir Slytherin said that it turns into a slide. He said it is mentioned in Hogwarts: A history." Lucretia said.

Cordelia barely kept a chuckle inside. She knew how Tom knew that.

"And well, we were not letting you in the boys' dorm. It would be so inappropriate. In the end, we decided to keep this as your fortress. Dorea had elves put up a bed here and .." Lucretia was telling but she trailed off when she saw Cordelia getting out of bed and moving beyond the curtains and instantly grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the bed.

Cordelia gave her an annoyed and surprised look.

"There are enchantments to protect you on the curtains. You are not to step out until Heir Slytherin is here. And he also said you are not to get out of bed until Madam Underhill checks you out. Dorea, Orion, Abraxas and both of us agreed." Lucretia informed her.

"And who is Heir Slytherin to impinge on my freedom? I am getting out of here." Cordelia muttered.

"We have your clothes here." Lucretia said, "in case you are worried about that."

"I am not an invalid." Cordelia began getting up.

"Sit down lady and she calls me stubborn…" Walburga said threateningly and then shared a glance with Lucretia.

'What are you going to do Burga?" Cordelia said grumpily and began parting the curtains.

'Incarcerous." Walburga intoned quietly.

Cordelia deflected it easily, "You and I both know, I am the better duelist?" She said calmly despite her clear anger. "Lucy, ask her to stop this nonsense." She said pointedly.

"Well, you need to get checked out. You were magically exhausted. You don't know how many owls Dorea and Abraxas made us send to your parents and entire family before they calmed down." Lucretia said logically.

"I am not listening to anybody…" Cordelia began in an annoyed tone and was moving ahead.

"Because I happen to be a heartless and reckless bint who does not care about assuring her loved ones of my well being before I trot off to wherever I please." It was Tom who completed her sentence.

He received a stinging hex which was absorbed by a shield. He gave her a deadpan look.

"I am not a bint." She said pointedly.

'So you agree with the rest of it" Tom asked conversationally with a straight face.

"I can handle myself, okay. There is no need to fuss over me. I feel fine and I am training to be healer, I know that I am fine." She said insistently.

"Yet it did not stop you from acting like an imbecile when you were not fine last night." Tom said sharply.

"I am not imbecile, you arrogant prick." She gave back, "I needed to take Dumbledore down or have Hogwarts as an unsafe place. Dippet is good but he trusts Dumbledore. If I had not persisted, Dumbledore and the perpetrator would be going free."

"Even at the cost of your life." Tom said softly. The others were watching.

"No" She said vehemently, "I know my powers and I know my limits. I went on because I knew I could deal with it. For Morgana's sake Tom, calm down."

"You won't do it again." Tom asked.

Cordelia was not sure what he was asking but she didn't have to answer as Madam Underhill came and put her on bed and started to throw spells.

'Everything seems fine. You are in a healthy shape." She finally declared.

Cordelia stuck out her tongue to Tom, who shook his head with a small smile. Madam Underhill saw the exchange but said nothing, instead, "Then I will be expecting you in the infirmary on the weekend, Ms. Black."

Cordelia nodded happily.

All her family begun fussing over her but in the chaos her eyes met Tom's. She gave him an assuring blink and he just nodded.


Addressing a few issues:

Regarding the recent updates. I have been really, really sick. I have Chronic Migraine and I was just were in a very bad state. So, some of the stuff was unedited, not proofread etc etc. And I apologize. Really Sorry. It is a miracle that I was able to update at all. I did not want to let you guys down.

I have also not been able to get back to reviews. I tried but I lost track of who I responded to in pain.

I am also contemplating about having a Beta. But I want to get better before I decide finally on it. So, the arc after Christmas might be Betaed.

BIG Debate: Siddhartha. One of the readers quite astutely pointed out a side that I was not able to see yet. You all are here for Tom/Cordelia and not Cordelia/OC. But as I said earlier, the possibility of the arc in which Siddharth lands is third phase of the story. I only plan to write and complete the first phase. Even if I do write the third phase sometime very late in future, Sid will not be paired with Corrie. They will be good friends.

Tom/Cordelia: When will they become official? It is going to take a few chapters. It is a very slow that's okay. :)

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