Hello lovely Readers,

Here is the next installment of A Shadowed Life.

OMG! No! This won't become a Fem-Harry fanfiction, but this new persona is a must to the story line. Nothing remotely sexual will happen while Harry is like this… EVER! D: Please don't kill me for this and stop reading T.T that would make me so sad…

-sighs- anyways here is the next chapter. Yes it was made short on purpose, but I still hope you all like it.

Enjoy!

Things in the story you might want to know.

"Talking/ spells"

'Thinking/ sound affects/ Memories'

-Parseltongue-

.:Spells:.

~Dragon Telepathy~

*Dragon Language*

Chapter Seventeen- Wrong Time

Harry was starting to hate this form with a white hot passion. The shoes he was forced to wear made him twist his ankles several times. Draco started to even call him a klutz and if he had to stay like this one more minute longer he was going to kill someone for it. His mood was sour and he was starting to show it outwardly as they walked around Diagon Alley. Narcissa had gone on a spending spree and Harry was hating it.

"Come on Bri, you need to lighten up," Draco teased.

"How about I force you into this form and make you parade about in these devil shoes," Harry hissed to him under his breath.

"Aww come on, you look great like that."

"I don't care how I look okay? Besides… it's not like I have anyone who would like 'This' form anyways."

"Maybe… but outwardly it would keep people from hating you in public for the one you like."

Harry looked to Draco and blushed, "What do you mean?"

"Oh come on it's obvious you like him!"

Harry's blush deepened, but he didn't say anything to defend himself. This was mostly because he still hadn't admitted that fact to himself yet. He liked Tom he knew that much, but he was reluctant to ever say he loved him. He still didn't know if Tom wanted him because he liked him or if it was all physical. He didn't want to be hurt if he ever found out that it was later rather than the former.

"But I hate this form," Harry said softly.

"It's only for appearances you know… I think he likes you best as you are normally, so no worries," Draco smirked.

"Your way to confident and cocky about all of this," Harry hissed.

"I have to be I'm a Malfoy after all," Draco smirked, but that fell away when he spotted something.

Harry turned to look only to see Tom, as Zane, standing behind him with a hand on his hip. Harry paled and he knew Tom would be able to tell it was him in this form. Tom had an amused looked on his face a half smirk on his features. Harry took a step back and looked down and away from him, uncomfortable being found so early in this form.

"What possessed you to come out like this?"

"Not my fault… It's Draco's fault," Tom quirked a brow at him.

"You couldn't have fought him off?"

"Didn't want to hurt him…"

Tom chuckled and stepped forward so no one would hear what he said to Harry, "To be honest I prefer you as you normally are. This form is rather cute, but I don't have interest in the opposite sex."

Harry, blushed bright red and squeaked, "It's just for show."

Tom chuckled, "Then that is fine."

Harry looked up at him and sighed, but noticed the look in Tom's eye that showed confusion and recognition of some kind. He watched Tom shake his head slightly then looked behind him when someone called out to him. Amelia Bones walked up to them a little out of breath as though she'd been rushing over to him. She paused and looked at Tom before looking at Harry and Draco.

"Oh, hello Mr. Malfoy… and who's this, a friend of yours?"

"My name is Briar Rose, It's a pleasure to meet you," Harry said in greeting.

"Briar Rose you say, are you new to Britain?"

"Sort of, my mother and I travel a lot and she wanted me to visit some old friends of hers," Harry gave a sweet smile.

"I see," She turned to look at Tom and somehow Harry felt annoyed with this action like she'd just brushed him off, "Mr. Thallorian, do you know this young lady?"

"Of course I do, she's my girlfriend."

Harry went beat red at that declaration and he had to remind himself this was all just a ruse so no one would question their relationship in public. Harry was going to fry his brain at this rate… each persona he created was going to becoming a bother to him. He sighed and shook off his thoughts as he kept smiling sweetly.

"Really? She looks rather young…"

"Do you think I am not young myself?" Tom asked her.

"Oh dear me, no I don't think that at all. I wasn't implying that you were old Mr. Thallorian I was just…" She trailed off.

"You thought what? That I would prefer other women? Like older women perhaps?" Tom said to her obviously showing his displeasure and Mrs. Bones knew she'd done something wrong to upset him.

"I apologize," She said quickly.

Tom sighed and turned to Harry, "Rose my dear, I will meet you later is that alright?"

Harry nodded and Tom left with Mrs. Bones. Harry sighed softly and looked to Draco who was staring at him silently. Harry became self-conscious and glowered at him which only caused Draco to smirk at him. Feeling frustrated Harry started to walk away leaving Narcissa to shop alone as Draco followed him.

"Aww come on Bri…"

"No, you're a bloody ponce."

"It went well didn't it?" Draco said to him.

"I guess, but it doesn't stop the fact that I feel humiliating in this get up," He hissed as he rounded on him.

"Whoa, easy I was only trying to help," Draco raised his hands to defend himself if need be.

"I don't need your help, now things have become even more complicated then I wanted them to be. It's bad enough that I have Drama to deal with for both Evan and Orion I don't need a female me doing the same damn thing," Harry was very irate now, "I'm not even sure this ruse you plotted is something that will succeed in the first place. If our lord has plans then don't you think something such as a relationship between me and him, would be allowed to be together?" Harry deflated at his own words, "Or is such a thought, a passing fancy… a wish that might never come true."

"Hey…" Draco reached forward towards Harry, but stopped and let his hand drop, "I'm sorry… maybe this went a little too far…"

Harry didn't say anything instead he just turned and started walking. His thoughts wandering as he thought to himself. He wasn't paying attention to where he was going and that caused him to run into someone head on. Who he had run into however was someone he never thought he would see in Diagon Alley. Dumbledore in the most god awful outfit he'd seen to that day. It was a bright blue robe with green at the base like a field of some kind and upon that field was a group of different colored sheep playing and bouncing around. Smiling and twinkling up higher on the robe was a sun that looked to be dancing in the sky amongst floating clouds. Harry found it extremely hard to look away to look at the old fool from where he was, having fallen down when he'd run into him.

"I'm sorry… I wasn't paying attention to where I was going," Harry said to him.

"None sense my dear it was my fault I'm sure," Harry hesitated when he saw the same look he'd seen in Tom's eyes cross Dumbledore's, that same confusion and recognition.

Harry felt puzzled and completely confused by these stares that it left him wondering just what the heck was going on. Harry watched as the older wizard extended a hand out to him and he refused it before standing on his own. He was sure his eyes were starting to harden with his slowly building emotions. He took a step back and looked down and away.

"A-anyways, I need to be going," Harry said to the older man.

"Wait, I forgot to introduce myself my name is Albus Dumbledore. What is your name?" He said.

"Umm… Briar Rose," Harry murmured.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Ms. Rose," There is was again, that confusion and recognition in the old man's eyes as he spoke.

"It was nice to meet you too sir, I must go now," Harry took a step back his senses telling him he shouldn't be there.

"I hope to meet again," Dumbledore said pleasantly.

It was then that Harry noticed the man was with the Weasley's, why hadn't he noticed them? Oh yeah, because of the ungodly outfit the old fool was wearing. He turned to Draco who looked like he had swallowed a sour lemon and he was sure if he hadn't had a reign on his emotions as well that he would have looked the exact same way. This was a horrible day already and Dumbledore had made it worse. Without another word Harry turned and left them to go back to Draco. He grabbed the other boy's arm and started to walk away without a protest from the other male.

"Hey… your hurting my arm Bri," Draco said loud enough to snap Harry from his thoughts.

"Oh, sorry Dray," He sighed as he looked back over his shoulder towards the direction they came from, "Something is off I don't like this in the least. First Tom then him, what am I missing."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure myself but, something just seems really off about their reactions. My senses keep telling me that something just isn't right and the worst has yet to come," He looked to Draco who looked confused. Harry smiled slightly, "I'm sorry it might just be nothing."

Draco sighed, "Okay… let's get back to mom she might be upset we left her alone."

Harry laughed, "Okay."

{A Shadowed Life}

This wasn't possible none of this could be, but if it was then how did it happen? Dumbledore stared after the fiery red hair girl as she vanished amongst the people in the street. Brair Rose… it seemed so long ago since he had heard that name, or otherwise named the Phoenix amongst the dark lord's army. This did not bode well and judging by the way the girl he'd met just a few moments ago it was plane to see that she wasn't the girl he'd met back then. She was more polite and seemed completely different from the brutal girl he'd known back then. What's more is that she was with the Malfoy heir, which showed she was already tied to the family even before he'd first met her.

"Headmaster, Dumbledore?" Mr. Weasley asked tentatively.

"Yes, Arthur?"

"Is something wrong? You seem to be in deep thought since that little run in with the Rose girl."

"Arthur this is important and it must not be said beyond this conversation."

"I understand," Mr. Weasley said to him, his wife silent next to him and bill just as silent.

"Ms. Briar Rose… is someone I had met before long ago. I'm not sure how she got here or if this is her true time line. However, in the past she wasn't the polite sweet young lady before us and she went by another name amongst the dark forces ranks. Her name she went by was Phoenix and she was a ruthless warrior skilled in fighting not just by magic, but in hand to hand combat as well. She was a terrifying opponent and she kept the forces together for a little while after Voldemort had vanished," He paused noticing Arthur's and the other Weasley's pale complexions, "We need to gather information on her here and hopefully stop her before anything terrible happens."

{A Shadowed Life}

The day went by fast and Harry was now closed in his room and back to his normal self. Draco was locked out and Narcissa was planning for some kind of get together. Harry sighed as he curled up in a chair near the window, his green eyes staring out at the clear blue sky. It was only moments later that the house wards went of showing someone had arrived. Judging by the feel of the magic he knew Tom and showed up and was more than likely on his way to his own room or Harry's.

When his door creaked open he could already tell who it was and so didn't look over, "How was your day?"

"It was great since I got to see you earlier," The older male said to him.

"I'm glad you got a kick out of your day," Harry said blushing, "Mine was horrible by the way."

"It couldn't have been that bad," Tom said coming up beside his chair and looked out the window with him.

"Well you're not the one who had to parade around like a girl… let alone run into the old fool," he hissed.

"You ran into him?" Tom looked surprised.

"Yeah I was surprised to see him there," Harry said his annoyance in his face, "He was wearing a very ungodly outfit too… It made it really hard not to stare at it."

"Hmm wonder why he was there," Tom thought to himself.

"What gets me was the stare he gave me…"

"Stare?"

"It was confused… yet there was recognition in it as well, but today was the first time Briar Rose had ever come into being… so I don't understand."

Tom was staring at him and he knew it he could practically feel the man's gaze on him. It made him uncomfortable for the longest time until it lifted from him. Harry glanced over at him as Tom sighed and he looked like he was thoughtful, but something about it seemed worried as well. Tom didn't say anything, but somehow Harry knew the man was keeping something from him. He didn't push it though and he knew he should have, but he didn't.

Days went by since that day with Tom and Harry not once returned to that form. He was pretty sure Draco was planning something, though he just hoped he would be able to get away from anything happened. Now whether he was luck was another story, for when it involved the blond everything seemed to go astray.

"Harry!" Draco called out and Harry cringed and looked over to him.

"What now?"

"Mom says there is going to be a party, today."

"A party were?"

"Well Minister Fudge is throwing a party. He's invited quite a number of people," He smiled widely, "Ms. Bones was talking to much though and told people about Bri."

Harry face planted, "No I'm not using that form again. It got me enough grief last time… pretend she's not feeling well or something."

Draco sighed, "Okay, okay we'll do it your way… you know you take the fun out of all of this."

"How is this fun, making me be like a girl and dressing me up like some doll… it's demeaning."

"Only if you let it be Harry," Draco chuckled.

"No and that's final," He growled.

"Okay, no Briar Rose…" Draco sighed, "So who are you going as since Evan is overseas visiting a 'friend'," Draco asked, "As Orion?"

"It's to be expected that I should be there," Harry said as he looked away.

"Don't you think it would be expected for Zane's girlfriend to be there? People will think she stood him up."

Harry groaned, "You seriously aren't guilt tripping me into this are you?"

"I wouldn't do something like that… just stating a fact," He murmured.

"I knew," the dragon boy moaned, "I hate you, you know that?"

"I love you to brother," Draco said snickering.

"Okay I have an idea for that, but I will not, I repeat will not participate in this part as a girl all damn day," Harry growled glaring at Draco.

"Fine, as long as Ms. Rose doesn't make Zane look like a fool," The blond chuckled and stood up before waving as he left.

Harry groaned, "He roped me in again! Why can't I just stick to saying no?"

He flopped over as he sighed, he really hated this. Tom liked him as he was, and he liked being who he was too. Though, in the current world they lived in they would never accept two men together and that upset him. He hated the way the wizarding world was run and was even more hateful of the man who had been the bane of his existence, Dumbledore. A shiver ran down his spine as he rose from where he was seated and got ready for the day. He was a bit worried about how he was going to go about doing this, but he was sure that he could handle it.

{A Shadowed Life}

Tom knew something was off the day Harry showed up in Diagon Alley the way he did. It was like trying to remember something through a fog. It might have been because he chose to forget that face, or that he honestly could not remember the girl because she had truly only been with them for a short time. No... that wasn't right, Phoenix had been there a long time. Either way it was like a shock to his system as a face from his past showed up before him. Tom knew who it was though, that all too familiar power was Harry. Was it possible that Phoenix and him were one and the same?

He didn't know what was going on and he had a nagging feeling that Harry was Phoenix. Phoenix had to come from this time the question is how in the world did it happen? Even in their current time, time turners were the only things the wizarding world had based off of time jumps. Even then however the time turns usually only went back twenty four hours.

Tom looked over the party goers, his eyes catching Harry in his Orion form. He was happy to see Harry in the form that suits him best. It had been interesting to say the least, considering he preferred men. Had it been mere coincidence that he had a crush on Phoenix or had a part of him picked up on the fact that Phoenix wasn't all she looked like. He'd always wondered how he could have a crush on something he despised.

"Mr. Thallorian?"

"Hmm?" Tom looked over to his right where Mrs. Bones was.

"Where is Mrs. Rose this evening?"

"She said she would be by later, since she had previous things to do before the party," The women pouted and Tom had to fight back disgust.

"Oh, well then com and dance with me you look quite bored standing over here."

She started to hang off his arm like she was his girl and not someone else. Tom had to hold off any emotion from showing on his face. His eyes narrowed slightly though and he gently pulled his arm out of hers. He took a step away and avoided her as politely as possible when she made a grab for him again. He was starting to get annoyed and he really wished that he wasn't who he was at the moment so he could punish her for even daring to touch him.

"No thank you Mrs. Bones," He tried politely.

She followed him around the area trying hard to bend him to her will, but Tom would not do it. He stopped to talk to some other people at the party, but each and every time he tried to start a conversation something would come up. Once again he was left with the very persistent women and he was starting to lose his tempter.

"Aww come on it'll be fun," She pouted and fluttered her lashes up at him.

"Mrs. Bones I really don't feel like dancing, but I thank you for the invitation to do so," He sighed.

He hated this women, she was so corrupt and yet still considered herself to be better than any other corrupt person. On top of this she was a married women who was flirting shamelessly to him and not giving a damn that he had someone. Then again he probably wouldn't go for her either if she'd been a man. He shivered at that thought and tried to step away from her when he noticed Harry had vanished from his view. Sighing he knew he was going to see the face from his past again and he knew that he would have to tell him. He would prefer tonight before anything else happened.

It was at that thought a light lit up outside, one so bright everyone in the room had to shield their eyes including Tom. Though, it affected him more than everyone else thanks to his dragon like eye sight. He heard Mrs. Bones swear from somewhere nearby as he rubbed his eyes to remove the black spots that covered his vision.

When his vision cleared they widened in disbelief part of the corner of the room was missing and standing outside the wall was Dumbledore and Arthur Weasley as well as Lucius Malfoy and his son who was passed out on the ground injured. What had happened? Where was Harry? Tom did not like this at all. Was this a fixed point? Was it supposed to happen? If that is the case he already knew where Harry was now and he was no longer in their presence and probably wouldn't be for a while.

{A Shadowed Life}

Harry had planned out how he would go about everything as the day grew on. Being as Orion he was to mingle until he told Fudge that he had to go home saying he was tired and needed the sleep because he had to work early tomorrow. He'd headed back to the mansion with Lucius and Draco, possibly because Tom had told them too. He couldn't quite understand why he had told them to, was there something he was worrying about? If so what?

Harry shook the thoughts off and started getting ready as Briar Rose. He hated this form more than anything, but he had to keep up a front in public for Tom as Zane. He groaned softly and wished that it hadn't had to be this way, but he was left with no choice at this point. He wanted to spend as much time as possible with time, but was always busy staying out in the open as Zane gaining alliances and wrapping people around his fingers.

"..still I wish it was different," He murmured out loud.

"You know talking to your self is the first signs of insanity," Draco said from the door way and Harry was glad he was at least dressed before the other male had come in.

"Hey maybe I already am," He laughed.

"Somehow I wouldn't doubt it," Draco chuckled, "Now come on before our lord starts to freak out."

"Tom does not freak out, he just… loses his temper sometimes," He sighed as Draco grabbed his hand and tugged him out of the room.

Draco chuckled and waved it off before meeting up with Lucius in the main foyer. Lucius looked him up and down, this having been the first time he'd ever seen Harry in this form. Harry sighed not liking this forms ability to draw attention to it. He wanted to turn back and tell them all no, but he bit his lip and they left for the party once more. Harry was definitely dressed for the part of what a pure blood would were, though that wouldn't matter for long, because as soon as they got there and were heading for the door to join the party they were ambushed.

One moment Harry was standing and the next he was knocked over and Draco was at his feet wounded. He looked over and saw Dumbledore and Mr. Weasly standing there. Why this attack? And out in the open no less. Wands were pointed and Harry was up and pointing his own as well. He was using his English Oak Wood wand, being careful not to use his Holly wand which was also hidden on his person.

His eyes narrowed, "What is the meaning of this attack?"

His question was unanswered as spells flew through the air, and Harry had to move quickly on his feet. His eyes catching spells quickly as they were shot and he dodged them swiftly. Mr. Weasly showed his surprise as well as Dumbledore. However, a spell cast in Lucius's direction distracted him long enough for them to get in a few lucky shots. Long gashes showed up along his body tearing his outfit and knocking him backwards into the wall he was near.

"What… Did I do… Wrong?" Harry looked to Dumbledore who had his wand trained on him.

"This is for the greater good Mrs. Rose," He said and some kind of spell he recognized flew at him.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion to him. The injuries he'd sustained from whatever spell they used hurt more than he was willing to admit. He couldn't use his dragon healing to allow them to know what he was and he couldn't dodge because he was in a lot of pain, when he tried his wounds protested and he cringed. When the sickly green spell hit him in the chest a bright light filled the area and he felt pain lace his skin.

The spell had struck his time turner, which caused a shock to his body, drawing out his electrical ability and intensifying what was going on. He was unable to draw back and lock down his dragon power because of the negative reaction caused by the magic in the time turners sand and the unforgivable used. The last thing he had to think was 'I'm sorry Tom… looks like I won't be by your side tonight'.

{A Shadowed Life}

When Harry woke the next, it was gloomy and his green eyes stared up at the sky. It looked like it was about to rain. He hurt all over, but tried to get up only to cry out in pain. He heard a gasp and someone approached him telling him it was not a good idea to heal his wounds just yet if at all. The face that came into view reminded him of Lucius, but wasn't. Though, the resemblance was uncanny to say the least.

"Miss are you alright?" He looked Harry over, "Of course you're not… who attacked you?"

Harry was too disoriented to answer the questions and he felt exhausted. His eyes fluttered closed and he heard the male's voice call frantically at him. Another soon joined the blonds, a faint nagging feeling said he should know that voice, but his consciousness slipped away swiftly. Before he fell into the sweet abyss called sleep he felt as though his body had become extremely light as though he was a feather floating in a breeze.

When he opened his eyes next he found the bright colors of a familiar white room surrounding him. 'Hogwarts?' He thought to himself as he looked around. What caught his attention was not what he expected. Tom was sitting next to his bed reading a book, but it wasn't the Tom he knew as of late, but the Tom from the diary incident. His eyes weren't the crimson he loved, but a dark color that was hard to discern was either black or really dark brown.

"Oh, your awake," The voice belonging to Tom said.

Harry blinked heavily, "Where am I?"

"At Hogwarts, it's a safe place for people to be if you ask me," Tom said thinking he was soothing worries.

"What's the date?"

"Odd question to ask well it if you must know it is, September sixteenth in the year nine-teen forty-four if you must know," He said to Harry, "Now can you tell me your name Miss?"

"Shouldn't manners indicate one tell their name first," He said back sleepily.

Tom looked surprised, but otherwise nodded slowly, "My name is Tom Riddle."

Next Chapter- Lost in Time

Well everyone that is it for this chapter. Looking forward to your R&R's. See you all soon!