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 9"Hey Prongs is it set up?" Padfoot asked excitedly "Yeah…ready to go…." Prongs responded with a mischievous grin. "Place your bet. How long is Stone going to last…" "Dunno, week…maybe 2" Wormtail shrugged. Remus eyed them. "What about you Remus…how much you bet?" The four boys had their heads together during breakfast the next morning, acting how they usually do.
There was an eerier feeling in the air. People seemed more nervous then usual and they kept glancing at the Marauder's as though they were waiting for something. No, they were waiting for something. Everyone was waiting for something, but what puzzled them most was why it had not occurred yet, as two of the four new Professors were sitting at the staff table, and it wasn't necessary for all four. They just wanted the prank. Yes, everyone was waiting for the Grand Opening Prank that was aim towards the new Professor(s) on the first day of school.
Everyone, yes everyone, including two whom nobody knew, knew about the Prank. One of them sitting comfortably, relaxed on the staff table, his eyes also glancing between the Marauder's, Dumbledore and the Grand doors at times. He too looked jumpy and excited, as though he couldn't wait for the prank to occur. The only person who seemed unaffected was Xi.
"What are you doing…?" Wolfe asked hovering over the man. He squinted his eyes as the quill formed a language which the werewolf could not understand. "Don't bother reading it….It's in Parsaltongue…" Stone spoke turning to face his guardian, to see the man frown. "I thought you cut all ties with that…that tongue…"
Stone shrugged. "I don't use it. I rarely speak or write it…" "then why the sudden need?" "I'm doing the world a favor. I'm recording history as I live through it. Knowledge is power. Not only can I inform the world, but by doing this, I can minimize the repeat of History….the mistakes that were made…." "No one will be able to read that…." "that is for now….When time comes, everyone will be able to read it…This is how I'll leave my legacy behind…."
Wolfe rubbed his chin. "Yes…of course…of course…" "I am a key player…the way Voldemort is…" Stone paused as he pondered. "Perhaps I should convince Snape to make Voldemort do the same thing…" "You're joking…" "No…The day will come when all that is left of us…Voldemort and I is our legacy preserved in a book, persevered in history for eternity…."
Stone laughed. "Besides, I have nothing better to do. This can keep my mind off of things…it can help me think…" "I see…." Stone turned, wrote some more and then shut the book. He took down his own school trunk from the back shelf, and placed it on the table. /Open/ he hissed. Wolfe took the chance to find all the items that had been given to him from the fallen people after their death inside. Some of the items included Mad-Eye's magical Eye, the invisibility cloak, and Sirius's knife.
Wolfe watched Stone put the book on the very bottom, before hissing again, which he assumed was 'close' as the trunk closed by itself. Stone then placed the trunk back to where he had taken it down, the very back of his top shelf, concealed by numerous charms.
Stone's stomach gave a growl. "Let's get some breakfast. We still have classes to teach…." Wolfe nodded as by now he was just to the sudden change in topics.
As the two approached the Great Hall, Stone noticed that Wolfe walked behind him, keeping a distance between them. Stone didn't say anything, ignoring that fact. He was alert as always, and knew there must have been a reason for that to happen. Indeed there was as he stepped into the Great Hall, with Wolfe still trailing behind him.
Above his head, at the doorway, there was a huge creak Instantly, Harold leap forward as something solid as well as liquid came pouring over him. Taking out his wand, he pointed it backwards, muttered something, and whatever it was, was directed towards a bunch of unfortunate students at the Slytherin table.
Harold didn't get a chance to rest as he felt four spells directed towards him. He knew it wasn't harmful as he could recognize any spell by color and shape. Not bothering to put up a shield, he moved aside and redirected three of the spells, letting one pass him. One headed directed up the staff table, and another at the Maruaders.
Stone watched smugly, at the result. He still had his wand in hand as all eyes were pinned on him. Stone looked around. Whatever was meant to drop onto him had turned the Slytherin's ace into one that was filled with pimps and acne. The one that hit Swell turned his hair pink. The one that hit Wolfe had caused his clothes to change to that of his opposite gender. Stone looked at the Maruader's who had shrunk so low in their chairs they were about to slip off. They looked fine, except for a tinge of feminine look on them.
What was meant to have caused laugher, was replaced by utter silence. Dumbledore was looking at him with dismay.
"Lupin, Pettigrew, Black, Potter….50 points off Gryfindor…" Stone looked hard at the four. "For trying to pull turn me into a female, pink haired professor. I like my gender and appearance. Thank you very much." There was a pause. "but I guess you don't…" The Maraduer's flushed pink. "and that's how you'll be staying until I get a decent apology in writing, about why you should never mess with me…" Having said that, he continued up to the staff table, feeling the eyes on him.
"Harold…" Dumbledore said softly, motioning him to sit next to him. "Quite impressive back there…." Dumbledore was smiling warmly at him. "It wasn't a waste to hire you after all…." Stone picked up his forked and ate some eggs. "Thank you headmaster…." "not at all….but may I ask why so harsh….it was only meant to be fun….I allow it each year…became part of the first-day-back treat. You could have followed through at least…"
"They picked the wrong guy. Ask my friends…I am not someone to be messed with. You don't want to get on the wrong side of me. As for being harsh. I wouldn't say so." Stone gobbled down some more food. "This is not the time or the place to be joking, having fun. Voldemort's still out there, planning and plotting. Time is running out. If people don't shape up, history will repeat itself…." The two stared at each others eyes. For a second time, Dumbledore saw the future, through the eyes of the Great Harry Potter.
Looking into the future is one thing, looking through the eyes of another is something else. Both are not meant to occur let alone combine, as it was a deadly combination. Thus to be seeing the future through the eyes of the Great Harry Potter was not a pleasant experience. Dumbledore, being as powerful as he was, only held it for a fraction of a minute before he felt as though the world that resided in the sea blue eyes leapt up around him. It disappeared as quickly as it had came as the headmaster broke the eye contact immediately. Harold too seemed to have noticed as he turned back to his food and poked at it.
"Uh hem…" Two cold coughs rounded upon Stone. Stone looked up momentarily before going back to his breakfast. "What is the meaning of this Po----Stone…." Swell quickly caught himself with the name, which he spat out with disgust. "For not warning me….and was meaning to go alone with the prank. Pretending to play innocent…" Stone placed down fork and looked up at Wolfe who was looking at him eye leveled. Stone tried not to laugh, seeing his guardian in a dress. He had seen Snape in one during his fifth year, but had never imagined that he'll get to see the same effect played out on Wolfe. "You knew…and you didn't tell me….You are the Divination Professor, are you not…" Wolfe sighed in defeat. "Well you are going to fixed this are you not Mister Stone…." Swell continued, as he realized that Stone had done something to the spells before casting them on the direction of his targets.
Harold looked innocently, "Come on…it's a simple spell….What harm could the Marauder's do anyway….All I did was defle…" "Vanish the original spells with the spell vanishing charm. Cast the same spells, with only the caster removal charm, and then use the reflexive spell to make it look as though it was randomly reflected…when you really had a target" Wolfe exasperated. "Very good….but still knowing that either of you could have easily deflected of avoided it.." "We were caught by surprise…and besides are reflexes aren't as fast as yours…." Stone nodded. "and what have we learned from this lesson…"
"that a combination of simple spells can be deadly…." Swell continued. "and?" Stone raised an eyebrow. "to never let your guard down even when you are around your closest friends. Never turn you back on them, as you never know when he will turn their back on you. Best friend maybe your worst enemy…" Swell added. "Now can you please remove the spell Sir?" Swell added impenitently, slipping in the last word purposely. "I won't be able to catch either of you off guard next time right…No, There will be no next time…?" "Yes…" The two elder men replied. "Good…" With a flick of his wand, Harold removed the spells from the Professors, who were both very relived.
"Now if you will excuse me, I have a class to teach…" Stone hummed softly, standing up and made his way out of the Great Hall. All eyes were trailed after him, long after he had disappeared.
"Wonderful man isn't he…Perfect for times like these.. Wish that I could have known him earlier in life though. I may say he's slightly too serious. Never seen him smile or laugh, and he's always on his guard. Sometimes it feels as though he's keeping something from me…" He had been sitting next to Stone, and therefore had heard the conversation. "Very…" Swell replied. "as for laughing and smiling, that is reserved for the privileged few…He has seen been through too much…and that is what has shaped and molded him, as well at the people he is around."
"It wasn't easy to raise Stone. People were dying daily." Wolfe glanced at Potter, Evens and Black. "His parents died when he was merely one. His godfather died when he was 15. All his friends and the closest people around him are dead. To protect those he loves he has cut off all connections to them and befriends. People die because of him, and he will not have that. He had been fighting against Voldemort all his life. That is all that he strives for….That is all that his life consisted of, and sometimes basic human needs are lost. All he knows is sorrow and pain and power. He does not know fear, nor does he know love…All that remains of his humanity, is what he so desperately tries to hold onto. All happiness that he had known were stripped away from him as well as having a normal life" Wolfe stopped and Swell continued. "So do excuses him for not wanting you in his life, or sharing it. However, I am sure a day will come when all will come into light. ."
Wolfe was taken by surprise by what Swell said next, though he recovered quickly and a smile lit up on his face. He never thought that it would be possible, and because it was, he didn't mind that Swell forgot to mention him. The Potion Professor hesitated, and then added. "I'm proud to be his guardian. To have made such a great impact on him. He wouldn't be where he is without me…I'm sure of that."
Ok…so breakfast the first day took longer then usual. What do you think? Was Stone a bit too rough and non humorous…too serious and not fun? What Wolfe said is just a peak of the life of Harry Potter's life. (Note: Harry Potter…not Harold Stone…that makes a big difference…) Please Review!!