Tamper with Time

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 underlinetext/letter/writings bold/italicslyrics from songs

gallandro: It's alright, no need to apologize for missing chap 16 when it went up. As long as you caught up, that's all that matters as well as giving such wonderful feedback!

Yes, Cedric is alive, although he exist in the future (or in his time). Well the relationship between Cho/Xi and Harry/Harold won't be easy. Interesting things between the couple/(trio)? For the time being, it won't matter as Cedric won't be in the past (marauder's period), so that is safe…for now. However, what may be going between them during Cedric's time may be different. How it will turn out, isn't clear for now. One thing though, Cedric won't appear again, and if ever, it'll be at the very end of this fic (which is still a long way ahead…a long, long way)

Exactly, very, very true. Close/Critical reading is a skill that needs to be gained. Everything is important. All background and minor events are important in its own way. In the past chapters, in all the chapters, there are lots of minor and unimportant people/events that could be left out, and easy to be overlook at first glance. However, the way in the original fic, Sirius was mentioned by name in book 1, only once he was never again mentioned until book 3, where he becomes a major character. So yes, the same thing applies.

With Snape, he was acting by instinct. The Snape that participated was Swell, his future self who was thrown back into time, and then into the future and then back into time. He's the Snape that Harry had grown up with and knows by heart. However, the same way the Dumbledore that Harry has grown up and been 'raised' by, isn't the same headmaster that is at the present (Maruader) time. So it's the same with Snape. The Snape (or as a matter of fact, any character at all) in the future isn't the same person that Harry knows by heart. It's the same person, yet a complete stranger, for to them, they would be shaped by a completely different past, the past that is being recreated. So, it is very possible that the Snape in the future is a faithful Death Eater, Voldemort's "most faithful servant and friend". In being so, to Voldemort, Snape's actions won't be suspicious, as that is going normal for what he's suppose to do.

Don't worry. The whole, entire timeline will be complete once the fic is over. It wouldn't make sense to create another timeline (the future) and not elaborate on it, and how it was effected in the past.

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Chapter 18 The Initiation into the Dark Order

The meeting with Dumbledore and Cedric, as uninformative as it was did help ease Harold and some mindless ponderings. To say the least, none of them had got any thing more after the enlightening conversation then prior to it. Still, just the same, Harold found himself recording in all exactness, with the smallest slightest detail and emotion into the journal that he now kept, a journal that only the privileged few may read. It had become important to him, to record such details, as it proved to work as a pensive that had an extra security guard. After all, in this time period, there were only two who could read Parsaltongue. Besides, he knew that it would be of importance to the rest of the world to understand the reason behind each action that was taken and the thinking behind it at that time. Of course, there was also the small fact that he lived in a life of fame, and that was a life that he could never escape, not even as Harold Stone.

For the most part, the few days after passed with relatively unimportant events, or as normal as it could get after the opening task of the tournament. The four tightly knit time travelers found themselves falling into an ideal routine, and at last adjusted, adapted to this time frame. With the last mending of misunderstandings between, they found the need to make up the time between them. This was especially true for Stone and Swell.

He knocked on the Defense Against the Dark Arts door. Though it was already open, he did it as to announce his arrival. Besides, Stone wasn't alone either as he was spending the time with his father. An occurrence that had happened with such frequency that it could be expected to find one with the other, unless there were more important matters. Of course, with James, Sirius would never be far off. If there too was Sirius then Remus would be with him. The only member that seemed to hop between the lines, sometimes presence and other times not, was Peter, and at this moment, he wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Professor Stone, may I borrow you for a minute?" Swell asked smoothly, standing at the doorway. Stone didn't seem to have heard him, as he continued his conversation with his pupils. Swell didn't pay attention to what it was all about, for one, he respected their privacy and two, even if he did want to eavesdrop it was impossible as there was a silence charm placed around the group. It had been nearly twenty minutes before the three Gryfindors bid farewell to their teacher and left the classroom.

Swell made sure no one lingered behind before entering and snapping the doors closed behind him. He looked around, grunted and closed all windows, pulling the binds down and making sure there were no cracks in the room. When he was satisfied he briskly walked up to stone. Without saying a word, he pulled up his left sleeve.

Harold stared down at the pale skin, his eyes frowning. There, glowing pitched black on his ex-Potion Professor's forearm was the Dark Mark. It stood out among the background with such intensity that Harold was sure the other was in intense pain.

"How long" he asked quietly, taking his eyes off the Mark so that he could look anywhere but at the older man. "since the night before." Came the reply. "and have you…" "no I have not." Harold raised an eyebrow. "He's recruiting." Came the explanation. "It's a notification for the Death Eaters to know that he wants new members and to look out for possible candidates. When the Mark turns pitch black, usually about four days after the initial glow, then we must report back to the Dark Lord."

"I see" Harold mused. "He's moving at last." Stone continued, almost inaudible. "So according to that, if all goes well, he will have an initiation into his circle this coming Monday." "Precisely." "Then we must move, prior to the strike, we must prevent as much people from being recruited as possible." "of course."

Stone sat down, and motioned for the other man to do so. "His main targets will be sixth years. Most Slytherins are forced by their parents, and others choose to do so. Some seek him out of sheer will, or more accurately fear."

Harold did not speak for a while. Instead he took out a sheet of paper and began writing. Swell could not see, yet his curiosity of what it was eased as Stone handed it to him. It was a list, with Detention titled on it. Following that were a whole list of names. Swell scanned it, some names stood out more then others as it was circled, names that included Malfoy, all Blacks except Sirius, Lestrage, Mcnair, Crouch, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle, Pettigrew and Snape. Around the last two were double circles. Swell silently realized just by looking at the names, most if all of the future inner circle listed.

"As you noticed, the circle names are the prominent members of the Inner Circle that I have known throughout my life. If we cannot hand detentions to all, at least get the ones circled." A pause. "but as you can see I really hope neither of the double circled names become Death Eaters." Stone reached out and gently clasped his hand around the Mark. "We all have choices. You always wanted a second chance. Well, here it is." Samuel did not reply, but the look of grateful appreciation was clear on his face.

"The detention will occur as soon as tonight if possible and consecutively until the meeting is over." Swell nodded in agreement. "I will speak with Remus and Cho so that they are aware of the situation. Between the four of us, I'm sure we can keep an eye on most if not all of them done." "I assume you have perfect reasons for handing out detentions." Stone smiled. "Oh do I. I have plenty. If there isn't one, then make one." Swell eyed him suspiciously. "Nothing personal eh?" Stone just smiled. "don't be too sure. After all I did grow up around pranksters. I can always make it seem like an accident."

Monday night

The detentions turned out just the way that it should have been. As Stone had promised, he got all of the circled names detention. Everyone else, he let them ease by as Jay had pointed out that if that was how he was going on with his plan then about ½ the school would be in detention at the same time and that would become very suspicious, not to mention most of them were Slytherins.

It was 8 pm and as early as it seemed, it was curfew. Anyone being caught at this time was asking for detention. There was good reason. It was after all the time period when terror reigned under Voldemort's first reign, the time when his power and strength were growing by the minute. These were dark days and being so, deserved greater precautions.

"I must retire early." Swell said suddenly, half way through a Professional meeting, interrupting Flickwick who was explaining a new set of protective wards that should be set around Hogwarts. The Charms Professor stopped and like everyone else stared at him.

"I hate to leave, but I am not feeling well tonight." He stood, and without giving a reason turned to leave. "Oh yes, Professor Wolfe, if you won't mind, will you watch those who were suppose to have detention tonight." He paused. "At all cost, make sure you keep an eye on them." "Samuel" Wolfe spoke softly, stopping when he understood what it meant. "only tonight." He questioned. Swell nodded bluntly. "Very well" "Thank you."

Swell was half way out the door when his left hand was twisted behind his back. His Mark burned fiercely under another's touch. He turned around cursing silently at Stone who was inches before him. "I do not feel well." Stone eyed him darkly. "Don't worry. I am not sick. I suddenly feel ill, that is all." Stone still did not speak, squeezing the forearm in a threatening way, enough to provoke a scream that Swell forcefully held back. "I promise you. Everything will be fine." He paused. "Now, I must go."

"Harold, let go." Wolfe interjected. "If he must go then he must go. If he is unwell then he is unwell. There is nothing you can do about it. If he feels he must 'rest' then let him retire for the night." Stone still didn't let go. "Harold." Jay said again, sharper then before.

"Let me go." Swell repeated softer and much more urgent so that only the two of them could hear. "I must do this. Please. You know I have to." Stone remained emotionless, finally releasing his grip. "You better come back, alive." Swell gave a promising smile, before turning to the Headmaster, mutter an "Excuse me, Good evening headmaster," and then excusing himself.

Stone watched the man's retreating back. After all the time he had tried to prevent Voldemort from recruiting, in the end he could not prevent the one person whom he tried to keep being a Death Eater, become a Death Eater.

He reappeared in the outskirts of nowhere. He was on top of a hill located on a desolate landscape. Even now he had no clue where he was. However he was sure that he was at the correct location as he could see the all too familiar looming mansion that housed the Dark Lord.

Swell made sure he was heavily cloaked and dressed appropriately as he walked carefully up to the door and entered it. From his years experience and the numerous times he had been here, he could confidently say that he knew the building inside and out, enough so that he could be blind folded and not get lost. As he approached the room that that he knew the Dark Lord was located at, the pain in his hand eased and finally ceased the moment he entered the initiation room. He heaved in a deep breath. He was late and the meeting had already begun.

It was a gigantic empty room that lack any sort of decorations. In everyway it was plain and nothing among it stood out. No matter day or night, there was a dark, cold gloomy atmosphere present.

"Malfoy"

Swell's attention was once again brought to the initiation.

So, the Dark Lord has already finished his initiation speech.

He watched in the shadows as one of the Slytherin boys went up, bowed, kneeled, held out his left hand and then "MORSMORDRE!" The skull emerged from the Dark Lord's wand and entered the skin of the boy. Malfoy yelled in pain, and continued to roll on the floor as a Cruico was sent at him.

Swell watched quietly, eyes scanning the newly initiated, wondering how in the world they could be here when they were suppose to be in detention. Something wasn't right. How could Voldemort's entire future inner circle be here, when Stone earlier had made such precautions as keeping them away?

"Zabini" was the last to be initiated. He, like all the others before him received a good dose of the Cruicatus after he was initiated.

"Now my faithful Death Eaters, remember loyalty and obedience is prime. I will not have anyone betray me." Voldemort's voice echoed through the room. "yes milord" they replied in unison. "good, now that is all for tonight. When I need you I will call, and you will come." "another group of 'yes'. Then with a final bow, the parents took their children and left the Dark Lord to himself.

Swell waited for them all to disappear before stepping out from the shadows. In a reasonable distance, he saluted the Dark Lord. "Crucio" rang out immediately and Swell bit his lower lip as he suffered the curse.

"Master….master" he cried out hoarsely through the screams. The spell intermediately ceased. "Severus?" Voldemort questioned, recognizing the voice as Swell had once again took his form as Severus Snape.

"Master…Master…" he repeated endlessly, as he took off his mask. The Dark Lord left his throne and approach the man, studied him for a minute before a smile crept over his face. "I see, young Snape did not appear tonight, but it matters not as you are here." Snape did not know how to reply, so he said nothing.

"Report." Voldemort spoke softly, edging back into his dangerous voice. "sorry?" "about Potter" Snape's eyes widened briefly, not understanding.

So, this must be the Voldemort that went back into time.

He didn't know why the man was so patient with him, especially with explaining. Taking a short breath, Snape told of the tale since the group had returned to the past, leaving only the details and vital information out (what actually happened in the first task and Dumbledore/Cedric's appearance.)

Voldemort was silent the whole time. All he did was listen to Snape's entire tale until he got to the point of how he ended up here tonight.

"I see you speak the truth Snape. Wise decision." Suddenly Voldemort's wand was pointed at him again and he was once under 'Crucio'. "However that does not excuses you for not reporting earlier. You, like Swallowtail should have sought me out after our little time travel."

"Master….forgive me….I was unaware of my surroundings and trying to adjust. I though you…you were…going to be…" "be the other Voldemort? My younger self…Crucio" the spell once again hit the man. "no excuses. Plausible to think so, however, you must have realized that if you could end up in the past, so could I. You should have realized I merged my past, present and future together." Voldemort lifted the curse slightly, so that Snape could speak. "I did, that's why I came….forgive me Master. I would have come earlier if you had sent word…." The Dark Lord now lifted the curse entirely. Snape took the chance to suck in deep breaths. He prepared himself for the worst as the Dark Lord seemed very displeased with him at the moment. However, the worst never came.

"You will do better?" Voldemort spoke again. "Severus, you do realize you have competition, my most faithful servant and loyal friend." Snape's gulp was quite audible. "I assure you master, my loyalties forever lie with you." The Dark Lord eyed him closely, finally giving him a dismissive look.

Then in a very serious voice, "Remember Snape, I do not give second chances. You are lucky to get one. One more wrong step and you will die a painful death." Snape nodded mutely. "Now go back before they send a troop of Auror's looking for you." "yes master."

"and by the way, either you or Swallowtail has been lying to me all this time. I really hope it is not you" "milord, I will die before I betray you. I am not Wormtail."

It was only after Swell arrived on the outskirts of Hogwarts did he release the breath that he had been holding. It was then that he realized his body was trembling and that he was shaking madly. He was injured, and he didn't need to look down at himself to feel the blood dripping. He would have a lot of explaining to do at the hospital wing, if he was going to do that., something that even in this condition he was debating.

Shaking his head, he decided not to. Instead, he found a place to change back to his Professor robes and then headed back up the castle to find Stone. He had much to tell him, and even if he didn't he still needed to reassure the boy of his safety. He didn't want the other to stress over the fact that he might have died.

He found the other in the Defense classroom. He wasn't alone, but with Wolfe monitoring the end of detention.

Detention? It must be 10 then? 10? Then I was only away for two hours!

He glances around looking at the students realizing that none of them had been at the Death Eater meeting, and that was about 20 people in here.

So, they decided to merge so that they could share the detentions together. Brilliant.

"So did we learn our lesson?" Stone spoke quietly, addressing the students. They each nodded. "Now off you go. 5 minutes to get back to your dorms before I come out and start giving out detentions for being out during curfew." More scattered nods, before the group dispersed without a sound. They all passed Swell and gave him a curious look as he was not in a healthy condition. However the look he gave his students must be deadly for they all scurried passed him without making a comment both verbally or mentally.

"Samuel" Stone acknowledge, the moment the doors ere shut tight and a silencing barrier was set up. Swell nodded, letting himself slump onto the chair as the two other Professors attended to his wounds. He let them do so, knowing full well that he needed to retell his tale afterward.

Swell gave Wolfe a funny look as he was offered a piece of chocolate. Still he accepted it graciously. When they were done so that at least the Potion Master was capable of telling his tale, Stone demanded to hear it. Swell looked between the two, back and forth. Finally he decided to stand. He pulled Stone aside so that they were as far away from Wolfe as possible before whispering. "There's a spy among our time travel group."

Very long chapter. So the appearance of Voldemort at last. Give feedback! Review!