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

noellealright, alright! Be patient! You know I have more then one fic going on! Go read those, if you cannot wait!

Anomaly-303: glad you like the fic. Yes, flashbacks and merged time is suppose to be confusing, yet clear. It's an undefined element.

Pleione: huh? Is there something wrong with Harry proposing to Cho? Is it dangerous, or do you just not like the paring?

Chapter 24 the best time of the year: The Wedding

"My lord" a single person kneeled before the snake like man on the thrown.

"Stand Swallowtail" the voice of Voldemort echoed through the dimly lit hall. "Report."

"Potter as well as the rest of us has gained Dumbledore's trust again. The old man as well as Potter suspect nothing. If all goes well, we will be inducted into the Order."

Voldemort seemed to rub his chin, thinking, calculating his moves.

"I have more news my lord" Swallowtail said after a while. Voldemort raised an eyebrow after having his train of thought disturbed. "Potter has proposed on Christmas and is to marry by the end of break" the Death Eater said. Voldemort's eyes narrowed, obviously annoyed and frustrated.

"Cruico!" the Dark Lord hissed. "Indeed? When? I must personally congratulate that brat." he sneered in a very deadly voice. "as well as present the prefect wedding gift. Who is it?"

"Xi Zhang" Swallowtail replied slowly. "Cho Chang." A pause. "The date has not been set."

The Dark Lord's expression changed from anger to confusion and then into a sick smile. Without warning, he broke out into a cold, high pitched laugher.

More then half a country away, the soon to be groom, Harry Potter, jolted out of bed with beads of precipitation drenched over him. He was panting long and hard. The dream wasn't necessary depicting horrifying scenes of death and decay, something that Voldemort loved to do, and had somehow managed to do, even after Occlamency was in place. It was different, and in his opinion even more terrifying then anything else. It was the first nightmare that he had since the time travel and seeing, hearing what he saw and heard was driving him mad.

The feeling of betrayal washed over him. The feeling of danger and the first solid image that proved Swallowtail did exist was too much for him. Swallowtail was a complete mystery to him, at least that was what he had tried to convince himself. However, that wasn't correct. Swallowtail wasn't a mystery, he knew or should know who it was as it was another time traveler and since there was only 5 in all, it shouldn't have been that hard to decipher who it was, as it couldn't have been Voldemort himself, nor could it have been him, Harry Potter. Still what bothered him the most was the idea of using someone else to get to him. The idea that people were dying because of his sake and he had no control whatsoever about it.

Harry pounded his bed, before sighing. Taking a look out of bed, he noticed that it was 3 A.M. From the sound of it, everyone was fast asleep, everyone including the person who was, or supposed to have been snuggled up next to him. He looked down, expecting to see Xi sleeping there, however she was not.

She's not here! It's 3 AM and she isn't here! Where is Xi? No wonder I didn't wake her up.

He thought back to his dream and shivered.

What if something happened to her? What if Voldemort managed to adduct her? Is she safe? Is she well? What about the others?

Without another thought, he quickly swung himself out of bed. Placing a silencing charm upon himself, he ran down the flight of stairs, heading straight for the main door as he headed off for his chase. As he stepped into the living room, the main doors to the Potter Manor suddenly flung open. He backtracked and hid himself behind the wand. Turning around slowly, he peaked out from behind the wall, just quick enough so spot a shadowy, heavy cloaked figure before the door shut with a soft thud. Even so, after having seen the same figure minutes ago in his nightmare, he knew exactly who it was. He pulled back and let his head rest upon the wall. His mind swirled as numerous thoughts surfaced.

How dare Swallowtail show him/herself in my house! How dare that bastard do so after betraying me?

In an instant he made up his mind. He wasn't going to kill this Swallowtail, which would be too easy. He'll make that person pay. On top of that, he'll make sure he finds out just exactly why this Swallowtail turned against him. Having made that decision, he stepped out of his hiding place to confront the person. Using his wand, he turned on the lights to the living room so that one, it'll blind the unexpected person and two, it would allow him to see clearly.

"Stup…" He held the stunning spell. A quick glance around the room confirmed to him that there was no on present. He frowned, wondering how that was possible, wondering just how exactly he could have missed the person.

Something that felt like a hand touched his shoulder. He jumped up, mildly surprised for he had not realized there was someone behind him. Spinning around, he jabbed his wand at the person who now stood before him.

"Harry?" Xi's shocked voice entered his mind. She was in her pajamas, and the apple that she had been carrying fell onto the floor.

Harry squinted at her, taking in her appearance and emotions. It was obvious that he had caught her by surprise. "What are you doing here?" he asked in a very calm voice.

"I was hungry, just came back from the kitchen. Midnight snack." She replied slowing, noting the seriousness in his voice and knew exactly that something was up.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Harry pulled back his wand. The sincerity and obvious confusion in her voice and eyes and the concern that came afterwards was enough to cause him to relax a little. "Nightmare" he muttered, pondering if he should tell her the truth and wondering how much she knew about this Swallowtail.

"Nightmare?" she repeated.

Harry nodded.

"about Voldemort?"

"Yeah, the usual."

"It's been a while though." She commented.

"I know….Guess he's his usual self again. Back to the classic mental torture." He said bitterly.

Xi did not speak. Instead, she took one of his hands and held it, squeezing it as though it would provide reassurance. "It's alright. It's alright." She said soothingly, stroking his hand gently. He let her do so, both not speaking, not knowing what to say.

"Yeah, it's alright." Harry agreed at last.

"No, it's not. It will be ok, I'll help you through it. You know you aren't alone." She said. "Care to share? What's bothering you?"

For a long time, Harry did not reply. Finally when Xi thought he would not speak, she turned to leave.

"I think it's better if we postponed our wedding." He said at last, breaking the silence. Xi froze. He gently reached out and wrapped his hands around her waist.

"You're regretting, right. You were drunk and didn't know what the hell you said or did on Christmas." She tried to struggle away, but he held on tighter.

"No! I love you. You know that." He heaved in a sigh. "Voldemort knows about it. I fear if we go on, I'll put you into danger, more then you already are. I can't afford that. I love you too much."

She stopped struggling. Slowly, she turned to face him. "Harry, what are you talking about." She asked softly, staring directly into his eyes. "Don't be silly. That's ridicules! If you think you can stop the world going around the way its suppose to be, then you're wrong Mr. Harry Potter. Voldemort isn't going to stop what has been destined to occur. I won't let it. I love you Harry, and no evil, dark tyrant Lord is going to stop me having a relationship with you."

Harry held onto her tighter, resting his head on his shoulder, eyes shut as warmth entered his body. "Are you sure about this." He whispered.

"Positive. Never in my life have I been more confident in anything else."

"and Cedric?" he asked suddenly, recalling her reaction after his sudden reappearance.

"Hush" she said. "I might have like him for a time. Who wouldn't? He was kind, popular and gorgeous. I'm over that now. It's in the past; he was merely a childhood crush. We've been through so much more together. I can't imagine having to continue life loving another. The struggles we've been through, the happiest we've shared the sadness we've endured. There is no one else I'll rather spend the rest of my life together."

"Thank you" he whispered as happiest filled him, causing him to momentarily forget about the reason he was down here in the first place, which was to catch Swallowtail.

Knock, knock, a pause before two more knocks. Stone continued to fix his tie, as he looked up at the mirror before him, to see Swell reflected in it. The man, from as far back as Harry could remember, looked his best at the moment, which wasn't a surprise as he would be attending the younger man's wedding later.

"Congratulations." He nodded curtly to the younger man, inclining his head slightly towards him. Stone smiled a bit, and motioned him to enter. Swell did so, letting the door close behind him.

"Alright, what's wrong?" Swell asked suddenly, breaking the silence, as he helped himself to a nearby chair. Stone's hand froze stiffly and then the tie fell loose again.

"You're a bit off lately. Something has been going on, I can feel it, although I'm not entirely sure what." Swell continued softly. "Your spirits have been a bit damped since Christmas and you have been anything but Potterish lately. You act so odd compared with any other soon to be married man."

Stone slowly turned around to face him. "What makes you think that? I'm over excited and haven't been this happy since who-knows-when. You know me enough to know I don't wear my emotions on my sleeves, don't you Severus?"

"and it is because I know you so well Potter, that I can tell that something is wrong, without the need to tap into your mind. If you won't share, I'm sure I'll find out some other way." He paused. "Have you shared it with Lupin at least? It might help you know and clear up whatever has been bugging you."

The two stared at each other for a while, eyes meeting eyes. Stone felt the man pushing into his mind, so he broke the eye contact.

"I appreciate it if you stay out of my head, Professor" Stone said, although he knew the man meant no harm. "I'll share it when I feel like it."

"I see."

"Besides," he hesitated slightly. "It's not like I don't trust you or anything, but its better being safe then sorry."

"It's about the Dark Lord then? Or perhaps, Swallowtail?"

Immediately, Stone's face darkened.

"It's written on your face." Swell said, as though it was the most obvious thing.

Harold thought a bit, before deciding to take the gamble that Swell wasn't Swallowtail and to share what happened. Besides, he needed advice, and since Swell was offering it, he decided to take that hand.

"I had my first nightmare two days after Christmas. It's the first in a long time." He muttered. "In it, Swallowtail reported to Voldemort that I was to marry and that we were to be inducted into the Order of the Phoenix." A short pause. "I'm having doubts if it's a good idea to continue on with this. It is too dan…"

"Stick with it." Swell cut in. "That man has no right to denial you anything in life. He's already taken away everything in your life that has meant anything to you. Don't let him take any more. The path ahead may be dangerous. It may be full of obstacles. However don't let that threat get to you. You've been strong before, we've been strong as well. No matter what happens, you know we will pull through together."

Stone heaved in a deep breath. "Thank you Severus. You don't know how much it means to me."

Swell smiled as an awkward silence passed. Raising his wand, Swell magically helped tie the tie on Harold's neck. Stone gave an appreciative nod.

"For a second time, there was a knock on the door. "Harry, you ready? The wedding is about to start!" came Wolfe's voice. Swell took a look at Stone, before heading towards the door and opening it. Both Swell and Wolfe stared at each other for a while, Wolfe holding his gaze as he was surprised the man was here.

"Something wrong?" Wolfe asked. Swell shook his head. "Oh no," he said to Harry's best man. "Just wanted to privately congratulate Potter…" Swell said causally. "and its difficult to do that publicly, being a Snape and all, if you know what I mean." Wolfe's eyes soften.

"Thank you." He said in response. "It means a lot, Severus." Swell only nodded, before excusing himself and leaving the other two alone.

"So nervous?" Wolfe asked, the moment Swell disappeared. Harold shook his head.

"Not as much as I thought." He replied to the person whom he had asked to be his best mind. Jay sighed, staring at him, with a glazed expression.

"What?"

"Nothing. You're all grown up now. I've never thought I'll witness the day. Marriage is a big step."

Harold nodded his head vigorously in agreement. "but I'm prepared for it. I'm ready to hit it right on."

"I still remember the day your parents married." Wolfe said suddenly. "Sirius was their best man then. Being a Marauder, you can imagine his speech."

Harry tensed, but then relaxed. "Right, and I don't see how yours will be any different!"

Wolfe smiled weakly, choosing to ignore it.

"Everyone was all happy then, so light hearted and carefree." He was saying. "in fact, so much that Severus was invited by Lily, and did attend as James didn't oppose for once." He heaved in a deep breath. "who knew then that Wormtail was already betraying your parents to Voldemort?" A sigh. "Ah, so much has happened since then. The world has suffered in turmoil."

"Please Remus, save that for another time." Harry said, looking at him. "I don't want to think about that right now. You do realize that we seem to be living parallel lives to the Marauders." He squinted his eyes slightly. "In fact, if you haven't forgotten, there is a Swallowtail among us that's just dying to strike."

Wolfe's face hardened at that. "I'm sorry, Harry, I didn't mean to bring such things up."

A painful silence as each dwelled on their own thoughts.

"Hey, cheer up." Wolfe said a last. He went over and helped Harry put on his overcoat. "Just for today, forget about everything and be happy."

She never thought walking down the asile was so difficult. Her heart was pounding fiercely. Ignoring the people around her, and the wedding song being played, Xi took confident steps towards her new life.

Finally, what seemed like eternity, she was standing next to Harry, who was beaming down upon her. Then another eternity seemed to pass as Dumbledore spoke the traditional wedding verse, as he headed this wedding.

"Do you, Xi Zhang, take thee Harold Stone, to be your husband, to have and to hold you from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, or for poorer, in sickness and in health. Do you further promise to love him, and cherish him, and be faithful to him for as long as you both shall live?" the headmaster asked.

"I do" she said, automatically, without hesitation.

"Do you, Harold Stone, take thee Xi Zhang, to be your wife, to have and to hold you from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, or for poorer, in sickness and in health. Do you further promise to love her, and cherish her, and be faithful to her for as long as you both shall live?"

Now on eyes rested on the groom. Harold eye's squinted momentarily as thoughts of Swallowtail and the person's real identity flashed through his mind. A quick glance from his guardians gave all the reassurance that he needed.

"I do"

There was cheering from the crowd. The group watched as the rings were exchanged.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Dumbledore said at last, his eyes twinkling madly. That was exactly what Harold did, sealing their new fate together with a single kiss.

It's been a while I know, but I was a bit caught up with 'TFL'. I have no clue how weddings are done, so excuse the lack of detail, and the missing speech that Wolfe was suppose to make. We all know he did wonderfully. Please Review!