Written by: HoshiHikari
Disclaimer: I do not own HP! That's right, the characters still all belong to J.K Rowling As for the plot, it might have been done before, so I won't take credit for that either
Summary: Complete darkness had befallen across the entire world, wizardry and Muggle alike. The final battle between Harry and Voldemort takes an unexpected turn. Now, the remaining survivors are thrown back into time. Harry must now face a younger and stronger Voldemort, the Voldemort that is currently at the height of power. Can Harry fulfill his destiny before the entire world collapse around him and is consumed by Darkness…again?
Author Notes: "…." talk Italic thoughts/dreams /…/ Parseltongue Snake language text/letter/writings bold/italicslyrics from songs
Author Notes: Chapter 7 timeline has been corrected.
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Chapter 8Stone lingered behind for no apparent reason, after most of the students and Professors had left for their dorms. He noticed that the Sorting Hat had not been placed back yet. He aimlessly walked over to it, picked it up idly, and fingered it.
"Professor Stone...since you have the Hat…would you mind putting it back into my Office…" Dumbledore spoke. Harold nodded, bidding Goodnight before leaving.
"Chocolate Frogs" he whispered before the stone gargoyles sprang open and he made his way up to the office. He strode over to where the Hat was suppose to be placed, however hesitated, before placing it over his head. Instantly the little voice spoke.
"Ah Mr. Potter. You are 15 years too early for your sorting." "I know…its not my fault…Dam Voldemort…." "Yes, I am afraid its not…" The hat replied smartly, pausing. "Tom's a brilliant child….cunning as he is…he managed to outsmart both you and time….delay death once more…" Stone growled.
"You were paying attention to the song?" "Yes…but what does it mean…" "You and Voldmort will finish it off in this lifetime…it will not be delayed any longer…."
Silence from both sides.
"Harry Potter….You were difficult to sort. You hold talents of all four houses, however having Gryfindor and Slytherin being the most dominant. You were meant to be in Slytherin. I still stand by that choice…." A long pause. "However, you showed me different, proved me wrong. It is indeed not who we are that defines us, but who we choose to be….You are a true Gryfindor…and I'm very proud of you….Do not let others hold you back, the way I've tried….You will defeat Voldemort." Another pause, then if a softer voice.
"Do you know what the Orb of Destined Fate is?" "Yes…Remus has it" "Have you looked into it yet?" "Yes…and I do not understand…" Harry wondered why the Hat would ask such a thing. Sometimes he even wondered if Fawkes and the Sorting Hat was even wiser then Dumbledore himself, as both were indeed older then him, and had seen much more in their lifetime, numerous lifetimes as they mange to conceal the secrets of those who have time traveled, then the headmaster will ever see.
"Ponder this….
The Orb of Destined Fate speaks the truth. The truth cannot be foretold as nobody's path is written solely on the stars, unexpected terms can occur. Being so, will you trust the Orb, and prevent it, or will you ignore it and set your own path before you….The answer lies in the real you…"
"The real me?" "Yes…are you Harold Stone, or are you Harry Potter….Do not try to be someone that you are not…In order for you to succeed, you must find the real you with in. Remember, Harold Stone and Harry Potter are two different people. Who is your past, present and future? The time will come when your decision will alter the future, your future….You must answer that, in order for you to see past what has already been shown to you by the Orb, which I repeat once more, shows the truth"
Harry wondered. He heard everything that the Hat said, but nothing seemed to make sense. He was about to ask when Dumbledore's voice penetrated through his thoughts.
"Harold, Are you alright?" Harry glanced at the headmaster, startled. He was rarely caught off guard. "Yeah, I'm fine…" He said, taking off the hat and placing it where it belonged. "I always wished that I could have attended Hogwarts. I wondered where the Hat would have placed me ." Dumbledore seemed interested, but before he could say anything Harold spoke again.
"It told me, I would have done great in Slytherin. That it's all in my head…..It could also see that it was there…" "really….indeed…"
"and….?" Dumbledore pressured on. "it placed me in Gryffindor…"
"Curious…curious indeed…why?" "because I asked not to go there. Someone once told me 'It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more then are abilities….'" "Smart, very smart…" "I've been fighting against Voldemort all my life. The Hat could see that. It could see that I was more suited in Gryffindor then in Slytherin."
Harold slipped his hand under the Hat, and pulled out the Sword of Codric Gryffindor. "Only a true Gryffindor could have pulled this out of the hat." Dumbledore took the sword, and looked at Harold. "You're related to the Potter family line? The Potter's are the only ones who can pull that out. They are the heir to Gryffindor, as Tom is the remaining heir of Slytherin."
That's somewhat the truth. Having Voldemort's powers extended the Slytherin blood line. It's funny to be both the Slytherin and Gryffindor heir, the heir of the two deadliest rivals.
Harold did not voice that, but made sure that he was not staring at Dumbledore directly so that the man could not read his thoughts.
"The answer to that is I do not know. It's possible, after all wizard families are all interlinked. I'm half-wizard, half Muggle, the way Tom is. I never got to find out, as my parents were murdered when I was merely one, by Voldemort. It's a long story, I don't want to talk about it. However, this was the main reason I'm so keen in defeating Voldemort. I don't want anyone to live through the future that I have to endure…."
Dumbledore knew what future he was talking about as what he had seen in the interview was not something to be forgotten so easily, which led to another question, but he did not wish to ask it as Stone had just told him that he had lost his parents.
"I'm sorry to hear that. If only I…." "It's not your fault. It's Voldemort's. He will pay. You're already done more for me then you will ever know….I really appreciate it. This job means everything to me." "Yes I know….I trust you with my students…this will benefit the future." "yes…I assure you, it will…."
There was silence, before Dumbledore spoke again. "It's getting late. You should be going now….I believe you have your first class to teach tomorrow morning?" Harold nodded heading for the door, pausing as Dumbledore spoke again.
"You can always feel free to confide in me." "I will, when I feel ready…." Stone replied, knowing that Dumbledore had held back asking him further about the future.
Yes, Albus, you need not to worry. When have I not confided you with my problems. This time I will do the same, but you will not know it. I will use other means to tell you…
The Sorting Hat is correct. I cannot seek council on the future from you about me, for fear it will change my future. I must first find out who I truly am, before I tell you anymore then you already know, which is already more then you should know…
This is a short chapter. Its necessary and important in regards to the plot. Didn't want it to long as important information may be overlooked. Chap 7 has also been slightly revised. Review