Shorter than usual, but I had exams. I cannot wait until the holidays because even with the world literally ending, I still have math exams. Also, Scott Morrison is a fucking idiot, just as a side note.

~~~A glimpse elsewhere~~~

-Fon-

Fon was in the past.

Fon had taken to this very well all things considered. He had woken up, realised that he was in a room that hadn't been functional since he had blown it up at age ten, and he had politely asked his Sister what the date was.

His sister had not taken the time travel as well.

A hand pressed against his forehead and he stared quizzically at the suspicious eyes of his sixteen-year-old sister. She retracted her hand then poked his cheek violently and when he had only made a face at her proceeded to yell at the top of her lungs.

"MUUUUUM, FENG'S BEEN POSSESSED!" Fon stared dumbfounded at her. What? Why? Oh… yeah… that's why… oops…

He jabbed Lifen in the stomach and while she was doubled over, dashed back into his room pulling the door shut behind him.

"Ah, that might be a problem…" He murmured and dragged a hand across his forehead. He had forgotten one very important detail of his childhood.

He'd been a little shit of epic proportions.

There was a reason why his niece Noriko had insisted that Kyoya was like a tiny cloudy clone of himself. He had sparked at anyone who even looked at him wrong and it wasn't until he'd been going through puberty that he'd tried to settle down and actually find the eye of his storm.

Right now, he was meant to be a violent, monosyllabic primary schooler that caused trouble wherever he went.

"This is going to be fun," Fon muttered sarcastically before staring into the distance and debating his life choices.

-Verde-

Verde scribbled every minute detail he could remember from the time-travel experience, right down to the odd stomach tingle he'd felt after waking up. He vaguely noticed his mother place a plate of food at his side and is momentarily thrown for a loop.

"Mum?" he says and hates the slight quiver in his voice. Emoting was never a good thing.

"Don't worry, I've made sure to leave out the tomatoes like you always ask." She ruffles a hand through his hair and for a moment Verde mourns. He Props himself off the floor and wraps his hands around her waist.

He was technically a child now; if he wanted to emote, he would emote. (He also made a side note to create the medicine that would cure her before she got properly sick and he lost her again)

"Naaawww, still a mommies-boy aren't you, my little Ver-Ver." She sing-songed and Verde has to fight the blush crawling up his cheeks.

"Mum!" he shrieks embarrassed, and she cackles and leaves him to his own devices. He stands for a few seconds before shaking his head and getting back to work. His mother had always been a bit of a menace to society, he was proud to say he took after her in many ways.

He needs to get back to work, before he forgets things.

He turns his attention back to his work and stares. The slight tugging he'd felt in his stomach had returned, though he'd ignored it whilst enjoying the novelty of seeing his mother again. The part of his brain that hadn't gone temporarily offline connected the tugging sensation and the pen and paper floating right in front of his hand; the rest of him couldn't do anything but stare.

What. The. Fuck.

-Viper-

When Viper woke they spent an inordinate amount of time staring at the ceiling. They could sense the magic in the air; feel the power buzzing through them. They were in their childhood bedroom.

They sat up and stared at their hands and then the magical calendar on the wall. Dread started to pool in their stomach, and they reached for their flames to make sure it was real. Their flames sluggishly appeared but quickly became more manageable.

A quick check told them they were not in an illusion.

"Mu~ someone is going to go bankrupt for this!" They said venomously, anger and trepidation filling them as they vividly remembered what had happened on this painful day.

They clothed themself and made their way to the dining room. Each step feeling like a marathon even as they resent the dread; they could make it on their own; they didn't need anyone else.

"Morning, Ophiuchus" Narcissa calls from her place on the table. Draco jumps off his seat and sprints at them.

"Vivi, Vivi, look what I found!" Viper watches their cousin bounce in excitement at the snow-white feather grasped in his pudgy hand; they can't help but smile. Viper had never seen Draco older than he is now; hadn't wanted to go back to the world they had left behind. They felt guilty they'd never met the man he would become.

"That's cool." They murmur and usher him back to his seat before placing themself next to him.

"Don't eat too much citrus. You have your magic test today and it interferes with the readings." Lucius mutters without looking up from the paper and Viper resists the urge to throw illusions at him.

"Yes, uncle." They replied and started to dish themself some bacon. If they were going to spend the next few years on the street, they were going to eat whatever they wanted now. They ignored the anxiety and just enjoyed breakfast.

The time till the test slipped away fast and before they knew it Viper was sitting in the testing chair of Saint Mungo's and staring at the cartoon medi-wizard holding a sign saying, 'you must be at least five to be tested'. Narcissa stood behind them with a comforting hand on their shoulder.

"Place your hand on the orb please." The doc medi-wizard says, and Viper tentatively extends their hand to lay on the glass orb.

It felt just as cold and solid as the last time.

Just as they had started to withdraw their hand, the orb started to glow merrily; an aurora borealis in a glass sky.

Viper stares. What?

"Good magic channels; above-average core size; aligned to transfiguration and charms. That will be all, if you have any worries or issues about his magic, you can contact me through one of the Mungo-floo lines. Good day, Lady Malfoy, young Mr Black."

Viper stares. What.

"Come on, Ophiuchus. We want to get back before Draco starts to make a fuss." Viper follows Narcissa in a daze.

This is not how it happened last time!

-Back-to-your-regularly-scheduled-skull-shenanigans-

"Hey Aunt Petunia?" Harry's aunt turned and smiled briefly at him. In the last week she had miraculously managed to reverse the last two years of animosity. (Skull is reminded of why you don't mess with Sun's; when they get determined it is almost ridiculous what they can achieve)

"Yes, Harry?" Petunia says. Harry briefly bites his lip and pushes down the urge to not do anything to change the current status quo.

"I got a dream last night, that a man that could turn into a dog was put in jail for things he didn't do. I want to tell the other magic people to give him a trial." (Harry had dumbed down his vocab to something that would be more logical for a precocious 3-year-old and not a time travelling reluctant-mafioso)

Petunia stared at her nephew; the only thing left of her sister. Would she face her old demons for him? Yes.

"Really? I guess we need to go to the magic people, then. I needed to get you some stuff from there anyway." Petunia sighed and smooshed a kiss onto Harry's head, before ruffling his hair and going off to tell Vernon they were going to the shops.

Harry stood there with a beaming smile. The Dursleys were nice; he was going to release his dogfather; everything was going awesome.

He felt a tug of his magic in his core and allowed the shift to come over her.

She was so excited. It was going to be awesome!

Her aunt appeared and handed her a juice box. (they were so cool; she doesn't know why she didn't buy them last time round)

"Come on then, lets go save a werewolf." There was a moment of confusion before it clicked.

"Aunt Petunia, he turns into a dog, not a wolf, silly!" she waves a hand and opens an old and yellowed letter.

"Says here, we've got to go to a place called the 'Leaky Cauldron', wonder if the satnav knows where that is." Harry grins as she plops into the passenger seat and watches her aunt figure out how to get them to a place they could turn the wizarding world on its ass.

So awesome!

The rest of the arco will be in the next chapter and give me your ideas on what you want for their backstory. Also, I am debating having Viper's dad be ol' Moldyshorts, cus amusement (4 me) and snake talk with Skull. IDK, but their mum is Bellatrix and they were booted off to the Malfoys after Bella got herself jailed.

I read every review and they make my day so thanks to all that reviewed, and a mega thanks to those who wrote idea's and theories, they got me all motivated to write the next chapter :D