Harry could see the green light coming towards him but he couldn't do anything

but wait for the green light to hit him.

Bang!

a great explosion in the next room took Harry by surprise and many debris flew in this room

Harry couldn't move, he was frozen in his place.

Harry watched as a small piece of debris flew just a15 cm in front of Harry and the killing curse smashed the object.

their was a large radiation and a visible wave of magic flew in every direction and Harry was unfrozen and due to his seeker instincts he just grabbed the object before the radiation from the object knocked him backwards through the veil

Harry could feel unbearable pain but he couldn't move and after what felt like hours he finally squinted and opened his eyes he saw blurness he did a quick accio and episkey and his glasses were repared. he put on his glasses and he point_me 'd to find way to the diagon alley

and managed to get a room at tom the bartender and before he knew it, he fell asleep

he woke the next morning and all the memories came flooding back to him, with a groan he woke and looked outside. is it death he thought? it must be some lifeafter thing he concluded and for the first time in his life he felt free free away from all the expectation from the-boy-who-lived-to-die he took the prophet and and gasped "merlin balls" he had travelled back in time for 19 years.

just then he was swiftly bumped from behind. Harry turned around wand in hand and a curse on his lips.

he found behind him a teen with black hair and grey eyes.

"woah" the teen all but whined in a puppy voice

Harry somehow felt famalier, like he knew the person when three teens behind him shouted "Padfoot"

sirius (as Harry assumed) jumped a feet in air and scrambled off saying something like the 'Black's magic was driving him mad'

harry found that in his shock he hadn't even descended his wand when a person who wore aurors robe came to him and said "good job lad, one can never be sure who to trust" this confirmed Harry's suspicion. Oh! how he itched to curse that madeye (who didn't had his magical eyes ) for making him panaroid like him but thought better of it and gave a brisk nod and walked back to the bar

he borrowed quill from Tom and wrote a letter to professor Dumbledore

(sirius pov)

my day was going well untill I mentioned that I was going to diagon alley with a couple's of gryffindor thankfully my mother was not at home and I informed my father to which I earned a long speech about how I had brought disgrace to the Black's and they wished that i was not born and to knock some sense into my head by learning from regulus.

after the lecture ended, I quickly departed from my hell home and took the knight bus as my parents were too good enough to let me use floo (*sacarsm) we had decided to meet at diagon alley

just few moments after I arrived, I saw the ruffy hair of prongs and jumped on him,

to my surprise he turned around and was going to curse me.

I thought that prongs old pal was pulling my legs and so I didn't took out my wand.

I was alerted by my year mates they looked sirius (siriusly not serious) I got gobsmacked.

I ran away from there in order to avoid apologizing since sirius black doesnt apologize

I went on thinking about how the black magic was driving me mad,not noticing that I was babbling

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A/n:- well a pretty long chapter (for me) magically exhausted *takes air ...

keep tuned, update soon but don't expect too soon because exams are going to start so keep on :D