Disclaimer: I own nothing … I wish I did but I don't so there

Warnings: Slash, AU, Time travel, and mpreg

Chapter One

The talk with Hermione had occurred last week, the trial run was meant to occur the next day and Blaise was lying in his bed sick with the flu. After years of research most of which had been collected by Harry the team were finally ready to travel back in time. Of course time travel is able to done with the use of a simple time turner, a fact that Hermione and Harry knew very well; but traveling back distances of hundreds and even thousands of years was not thought possible.

That was until now. Blaise was going to perform the jump through time, studying the cultures of the past and searching to see if there were any ancient spells that had been forgotten in the sands of time.

Of course it was a dangerous procedure and only Harry, Blaise and Hermione knew all the full steps to make the time jump work, the consequences of the instructions becoming public knowledge were catastrophic, if history was changed it could bring about the next apocalypse, or so Hermione would quote. But at the moment all Hermione was worried about was Blaise who she was desperately trying to convince not to go ahead with the test.

"Blaise you're too sick, you're in no shape to go forward with the test tomorrow."

Hermione was in the middle of an argument with her long time boyfriend trying to keep him lying down and resting in his bed and preventing him from carrying out the final checks and tests that needed to be done before the scheduled test the next day.

Harry who was standing in the shadows in the far corner o the room could see that Blaise was in no shape to make the jump his normally olive skin had become a sickly pale and the fact that Hermione had no problems holding him down on the bed showed that he had no strength. All the research… all his research would be for nothing, they needed results and they needed them soon.

If there group was going to continue to receive grants from the ministry they really needed some official test results and not just hypothesis'. That thought process led Harry to one conclusion since Blaise was out of action and Hermione would need to take care of him it would have to be him that would make the jump.

Quietly Harry left the room so he did not disturb the two lovebirds who were still in their own little world arguing. He made his way to his room where he penned a short letter to his godfather and his godfather's significant others

'Dear Sirius, Remus and Severus

By the time you read this it will be too, late and I will have already undergone the test as Blaise has become to sick to undergo it himself. I know that this test has its risks but Blaise, Hermione and I have already performed numerous calculations and have put too much effort into this project to let it fail now.

At the most I should only be gone a week. Don't worry about me too much as Sev always states 'I'm Harry bloody Potter, no matter the situation I have to survive so I can continue my life's mission of being a brat and annoying the hell out of him.

Your Favorite godson

Harry'

The short missive was then placed into an envelope and spelled with an anti-resistant water charm before being tied securely to Hedwig's leg.

Harry then set about preparing himself for the journey, packing anything he deemed necessary for his trip. Harry left his notes and anything else that was too 'modern' it would not do to go back thousands of years in time and bring a piece of equipment that was only created in the last ten years. After careful consideration Harry grabbed his wand and journal before making his way down to the lab, praising Merlin and all other deities that it was late enough that everyone would either be home or asleep, meaning no one would be their to stop him.

Harry was amazed at how far the research team had come along as he stepped into the lab. The time jump device was an interesting piece of machinery and magical technology and the mechanics of it were mind boggling to Harry, who only understood the basics due to Hermione's ramblings over the past few years.

It had finally come, the day where the device was ready to be tested. Well if Harry was technical there had been numerous tests with primates and small rodents but this was the first test with humans and even though the test was scheduled for the next day what could go wrong. Every situation was planned for all Harry needed to do was set the co-ordinates and type in the year he wanted to arrive in and then, one week later, he would be required to journey back to that same spot.

A research team would be there to pick him up and then they would have their much needed results. It was simple, and he was ready, so without delay he made the last adjustments to the device and walked over the other side of the lab. A huge wardrobe had a collection of numerous different items of clothing all designed and based on what was found in the time period he was about to travel to. It wouldn't do him any good to turn up thousands years in the past wearing jeans and a cotton jacket when men in that time period didn't even wear pants.

Quickly divesting all of his garments and getting changed into his 'new' clothes. Harry made his way over to the device and with one quick glance around the lab stepped into the machine and activated it. He began to feel a strange pull similar to a portkey before experiencing the feeling of traveling through time, the only difference he felt between this and his third year was that time was going by at a much faster rate.

Harry was beginning to feel dizzy and when the feeling of moving stopped he lost his balance and started to fall. Just before he hit the ground one of Severus' sayings jolted to the front of his mind and he couldn't help but smile as he imagined Severus reciting it

'Idiot boy, look at what you've got yourself into and how on earth do you plan to drag your sorry hide out of it'.

It never failed to amuse Harry that his inner conscious seemed to sound like Severus, however Severus tirade was cut short as Harry's head hit the ground hard and he blanked out.