{Hello all. This is sort of a filler chapter as I am still building the basic foundation of what I wanted to write. From the next chapter, the major arcs of the story will start. And a little request, please review what you think about the story and the writing. I am still improving on my way of writing and would love to hear what more I can do. You can either leave a review or DM/mail me.}

SEVEN HOURS LATER

It took them a little more time than they had planned for, but seven hours later, and after a hasty and rushed preparation, the six young adults and a single child stood inside a ritual circle in the basement of Greengrass manor. A silk rope was tied to all of them, ending with Teddy, who had on more rope tethering him to Harry. Daphne's family manor was chosen for the ritual was chosen because Hermione was sure that they would appear the same place in the past, from where they left the present. And out of all the possible locations, Greengrass manor was the only place they trusted to be safe in the past.

Going through the calculation and details about the ritual, Fleur and Hermione had made another important observation. There was a chance that the ritual might put a little strain on their cores during the travel phase, so it was possible that they might end up in a magical coma after they arrive in the past, well everyone but Harry. They were sure that his larger than normal core would not let him feel any adverse effect.

On Andromeda's suggestion, Daphne and Tracey wrote a letter for their parents, confirming their identity and explaining a little. Given that it was Greengrass mansion's basement they would be appearing, and that Tracey's father was a healer in the past, they should be the ones who would see the time travelers first. A copy of each letter was stored with Harry, in case his wife and Tracey were unconscious on arrival. Fleur enchanted the letters so that they could only be read by someone wielding the Greengrass or Davis family magic. As they stood in the circle, all they were taking along with them were their wands, armor made of Dragonhide and Basilisk scales, and the letters. Hermione was not sure how items which store magic would react with the rituals, so everything else was left behind. No coins, no trunks, and no artifacts like house rings or Marauders map. Bill had helped them make a deal with goblins, after which they had stored everything important in their vaults which would be locked down for 99 years from today. Once the time period passed, Gringotts would actively search for people who could inherit them. Harry had also left behind the resurrection stone and Invisibility cloak. Since his Pheonix wand had stopped working a long time ago, he had decided to hold on to the elder wand.

When the last set of runes were inscribed, Daphne locked down the mansion. The wards around the century-old house became visible as they flexed and contracted around the house. 2 minutes later, the entire building groaned as the extra power was channeled in the central stone. Having already discussed that it was a signal to proceed, Fleur, Bill and Andromeda took their places in the circle. Except for Teddy who was still asleep, everyone in the basement knew that they all would be departing from this world in some time. While the travelers would go to the past, the sacrificials would depart on their next great adventure, as an ex-headmaster of Hogwarts liked to say it. With the loss of both of their magic, Bill and Fleur would die immediately. Andromeda would follow them soon, having stored a vial of a painless poison near, as she had no plan to be arrested by the ministry.

William 'Bill' Weasley, the Patriarch of a centuries-old family, smiled at his brothers and sister. While only one of them was his blood brother, they were all he had left after Percy's death two years ago. After taking a final look at them, his eyes found those of their wives. No sound came out of his mouth, but he hoped that they understood his words

"Take care of them, Please."

While Daphne and Susan nodded, Tracey just rolled her eyes and made a carry on motion. After poking a tongue out at her and taking a final glance at Teddy, he powered up the first rune sequence.

Fleur gazed at the people she considered her family. From her best friend in Daphne Potter to the sister in all but blood, Hermione granger-Davis. After the murder of her family, they were all she cared about, and would happily sacrifice her life for. In the end, She looked towards the man who had been there for Bill and her, whenever and wherever they had needed him. Harry smiled back at her, promising whatever she had told him to do. Shifting her attention to the child they were doing it for, she let her magic flow in the second rune sequence.

From her place in the final circle, Andromeda Tonks nee black observed the six adults who had willingly decided to jeopardize their lives once more, mostly for the sake of a child, her grandson. She despaired that history might never know about the sacrifice each person in the room was making. Even though they had their selfish reasons for doing it, she knew that Harry would not be able to stop himself from saving other people, some of whom had hated and mocked him, but suffered horribly because of Voldermort and the blood purists. The others would grumble, but would follow him either way. With a look at every one of six, hope grew within her. She knew that if there was anyone who would make sure that things change, it was this group of six friends. With a last look at her Grandson, she brought her wand down on the final rune sequence. She could feel the Black family magic flowing through her as the runes started lightening up. Despite her best efforts, tears sprang in her eyes.

Once he had performed a final check on his wife and Teddy, Harry Potter looked at the three sacrificials. The irony was not lost on him. Bill, his adopted brother would die because he had wanted revenge, Fleur, one of his closest friend, would follow because she loved her partner too much to live without him, and Andromeda, the woman who he loved as much as he would love an aunt and who seen every member of her family except Teddy, die, would meet death like an old friend. At that moment he vowed that their sacrifice would not go waste. They will be remembered by his family by generations to come.

As the energy level started building up around the ritual circle, Andromeda called out to the Potter heir.

"Remember both of your family's motto, Harry. Death will always be the last enemy."

Bill's voice followed close behind.

"We persevere, Ron. Remind everyone what the Weasleys are."

Harry could feel the power in the circle stabilizing as he heard Daphne, Tracey, and Susan murmuring their own house words. With a deep breath and final look at the sacrificials, he channeled all the accumulated power in the final sequence using the death stick. Immediately he knew something was wrong. The strain on his magic was much more than Hermione had anticipated. He was struggling to keep up to the demand when help came from an unexpected place. The two hallows he had left behind in the Gringotts vault, appeared around him. A visible link of magic connected the three gifts of death to the rune sequence. As the final rune was charged the seven of them vanished from their places inside the circle. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending upon a point of view, Andromeda never got the chance to use the poison. The cascading power was directed out of the circle as planned. But unlike Bill had estimated, the power level was much higher. The Greengrass manor blew apart in a spectacular explosion. Not that anyone was able to see it, as the wards contained all the power, directing it to the central rune stone, and in turn to the ley lines deep in the earth. The wards fell soon after, having been strained past their breaking points. The ministry could never understand what happened there while searching for the missing people, as all they had left with was a crater where the Greengrass manor once stood.

THE TIME STREAM

It was an accepted fact that Hermione Granger was one of the most brilliant minds of her generation. But what her friends and other people sometimes failed to consider was that she was still young. This meant she lacked experience and sometimes knowledge while planning something. In this situation, it had led her to make a big mistake in the calculation of power needed for the time travel. While she had considered the power needed for six individuals and a child, the fact that the small child was part metamorphmagus and part werewolf. Due to the inherent power of these abilities, much more magical power was used for him then Hermione had expected. Due to this imbalance in distribution, and extra drain of energy, the runes inscribed on their bodies were nearly out of power halfway in their journey. But as usual, Harry's luck stepped in to save him. In an effort to save time, Bill and Hermione had decided to inscribe the runes on their bodies with ink, instead of using any other medium. This gave the runes an emergency source of power, which they immediately started deriving power from, to compensate for the extra which was used.

But this derivation was not without any problems. The Time energy surrounding them also started passing through the arrays, changing the bodies of all 7 people. The runes, which were designed to target a specific time period, begin to erode much faster than Hermione had intended due to higher power consumption. And when they finally disappeared, the end runic array activated, dumping all of them into the new timeline. Instead of 1st August of 1990 as they had planned for, the entire group appeared in the basement of Greengrass manor on the 1st of August 1993. The basement was unused during this time in the past, But Harry's luck continued to help him.

Jonathan Greengrass, Current patriarch of the Greengrass family, and father of Daphne and Astoria Greengrass had decided to check the basement for any leftover potion ingredients. Normally he would have sent his elf to do the job, but due to some reason, he had decided to do it himself. As he was shifting one of the containers for better observation, an explosion happened somewhere behind him, nearly throwing him against a wall. The first thought in his mind was that one or more ingredients kept for disposal had reacted to something, but the lack of fumes and fire disabused that notion. He tried to move but found was unable to. One of the heavy containers had landed on his leg and was keeping him stuck. Cursing his foolishness at leaving his wand in the study, he called for his elf.

"Milie."

The old elf arrived in the mansion with a pop before looking around. Jonathan stopped her before she could launch in a cry.

"Milie, remove this container from my leg and then tell my wife to bring my wand from my study."

The elf followed her command before leaving. It took him some effort to stand up but after a minute he was successful. He checked but did not find anything that might be broken. His entire body was in pain, but nothing seemed to be serious. As he moved towards the area of the explosion his wife appeared next to him with nary a sound. Her wand was already out, eyes scanning everything around him. As he took his wand, her eyes widened and a small gasp left her. He turned to look at what she was seeing and nearly dropped his wand. Right in the middle of the basement, seven people were lying on the ground. From what Jonathan could see it was clear that there were three men, three women, and one child who had appeared in his basement out of nowhere. A small movement made him correct his observation. One of the men was still conscious and was trying to stand up.

The man took a wobbling step towards them before dropping down on his knees. Jonathan, sure that he had seen the man somewhere, was still frozen in his place when the man took an envelope out of his pocket and raised it towards him. But before the Greengrass patriarch could even take a single step, the man fell forward, unconscious.

HARRY POTTER

A groan escaped from him when he felt his senses coming back. They had been snatched harshly from their world, and the travel here had been mentally exhausting. He was sure that others had been spared from the things he had felt during the travel, as they all had been unconscious. As he tried to stand, blackness started encircling his vision. Looking around, he saw a very familiar face. A younger-looking Jonathan Greengrass was staring at him with his wands raised. With a lot of effort, he took out the letter written by his wife and raised it towards the man. But darkness overtook him before anything else could happen. The last thing he remembered was the sight of a rapidly approaching floor.

JONATHAN GREENGRASS

The loud thump that came as the man's face connected to the floor, brought him out of the shock. He called for Milie first.

"Take Daphne and Astoria to the safe room in the west wing and keep them there until we call you."

As the elf disappeared, he turned to look at his wife.. Natalie Greengrass nee Ollivander appeared calm, but he knew she was as shaken as him. Motioning her to follow, he walked towards the unconscious man, a set of standard restraining charms leaving their wands. Once it felt safe enough, he levitated the letter from the man's hand. After a regular check for any jinxes or poison on the paper, they both started reading it. By the time they reached the last page of a 5-page letter, Natalia had tears in her eyes while he was shaking in his place. After reading the final note a small smile spread on his now tearful face. His voice was raspy as he called for his elf again.

"Millie"

The elf appeared next to him once again, but this time her eyes were focused on the unconscious people. Her tone was filled with surprise.

"Ms. Daffy"

Well, that confirmed the letter's truth. He stopped the elf before she could approach them.

"Millie, go ready the common hall of the east wing. Bar the doors and allow no one to enter except us until we tell you otherwise."

The elf nodded before popping away. He turned to look at his wife who was sitting on the floor, crying her eyes out. Even though he wanted to do the same, he couldn't. Picking her up, he looked in her eyes.

"Natalie, we need Mark here immediately."

His wife looked at him blankly for a moment before nodding. As she got ready to apparate out, he grabbed her arm.

"No one must know."

His wife nodded once again, understanding what he was not saying. She hit herself with a few charms and apparated away, without looking like a heartbroken woman. Conjuring 7 stretchers, he levitated all the time travelers on them. When Millie popped back in the room he helped her guide the levitating stretchers to the east wing.

The seven-time travelers slept on, not knowing that their arrival had effected a lot of things in the timeline.

In the uppermost levels of the empty Wizengamot chambers, seven seats glowed for a few moments before the brightness faded away. No one would notice for a long time that the markers indicating their dormancy of the seats had disappeared.

At the same time in the office of the chief account manager of the British branch of Gringotts bank, who was not unfortunately in his chamber at the time, an alarm sounded eight times. The chief account manager would have noticed about the alarm, but when he came back, there were three lords waiting to talk to him and one new lord taking his place as the head of his family. In the confusion, the files which had appeared along with the alarm were missed and went at the bottom of the documents. It would be six months before he would get a look at the files, and his frantic work to find out about them after that would affect the working of the entire branch for months. In the bowels of the same bank, doors of 5 different vaults groaned for a second and then turned a little bright. This was noticed by something, but unfortunately, the dragons guarding the vaults had no method of telling their masters about it. The same thing had happened to 6 vaults on the upper levels which also went unnoticed.

In two different parts of the country, dormant wards of three family seats got the information about the arrival of their Lords and Lady from their respective family magic. The wards responded as they had been designed to and started drawing more power form the central rune stone. Ancient defenses were deactivated on their own, and the stasis ward started dissolving. Far north in Scotland, the inhabitants of a large castle were surprised by the sudden chime that went through the building. A feeling of happiness spread in the atmosphere, making everyone inside relax a little. The aged headmaster tried to gather more information, but for the first time in known history, the famed wards of Hogwarts declined a headmaster's request. All he could find out was that the wards of the castle had started storing a large amount of power. Busy in concentrating on the wards, he missed the abnormal behavior of his Pheonix. Fawkes paused in between on gorging on his morning treat and looked south. It trilled out a happy tone before disappearing in a swirl of fire.

The Weasley family would be confused for some as their family clock's hand of their youngest son would keep alternating between home and lost. In the leaky cauldron Inn, a sleeping young man didn't notice how his owl woke up with a start, nor that after a confused glance around, she flew out in a westerly direction.

With the arrival of the seven, everyone in Magical Britain had felt something. But only those who were well versed in the magic knew what it was. Something fundamental and powerful had changed, and no one knew whether it was better or worse.

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SHADOW DRAKE:- Even I don't know how exactly will this play out. I have the larger points and ending in my mind, but the smaller parts are still in the air. Anyway thank you.