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A/N: sooooooo sorry this took so long I have been really busy at school and with work….anyhow jet another shortie I have loads written on paper but I have to type it up now and im not a fast typer…..enjoy
"What did you say sir? Don't you know who I am?"
"No should I?" Dumbledore's confusion increased.
"Yes sir I'm-hang on what year is this?"
"Why, it is 1977."
"Oh shi-sorry sir. I'm ……from the future." Harry could barely believe it. Voldermort had sent him back in time. Twenty years. Which means………mum, dad and Sirius are still alive …and at Hogwarts.
"From the future?" Dumbledore looked sceptical.
"Yes sir."
"And how is it that you came to be here? To spy for Voldermort?" the Headmaster's voice hardened and he griped his wand tighter.
"A spy for Voldermort. Ha. The murdering bastard killed my family, I would never join his side!" A great sadness and loss came into Harry's eyes as his mind wandered to his dead family.
Dumbledore saw this and loosened his grip on the wand slightly. A death eater would not show any pain at a memory however sad. He still looked suspiciously at Harry however and Harry sighed. "Look sir, I'll prove that I am not a death eater in two ways. Firstly," Harry lifted the sleeve on his lest arm to show the unmarked skin, "No Dark Mark and secondly," Harry whistled and called "Fawkes!" Dumbledore raised his eyebrow at the boy and was shocked into silence from saying anything about calling his phoenix, when Fawkes appeared in a flash of flame, flew over to the boy and was willingly petted.
"I believe that it would be best to continue this discussion in private. Poppy if you would just give this young man a final check up we shall depart to my office."
Madam Pomfrey came up to Harry's bed and cast a few spells. When she stepped back she was holding a sheet of parchment and frowning. "What ever you were doing before we found you I don't want you to do it again. Here is a list of all injuries spell and physically induced," she handed the sheet to Dumbledore, "Now I do not want you to do anything too straining."
Harry jumped out of bed and a sharp pain shot straight through his body. Anyone who had not experienced as much pain as Harry had would have cried out in pain and collapsed. As it was it was only marginal pain for Harry. Madam Pomfrey seemed to expect him to collapse because she had started towards him and stopped short in shock when Harry just smiled and walked forwards.
"Yes…well…try not to jar yourself as you'll be in pain for about two weeks. Here is a pain reliever, take a small sip every morning when you wake up." She handed over a large vial with a deep purple potion in it.
"Thank you Madam Pomfrey. I'll be sure to do so." Said Harry taking the vial and taking a sip. As the potion worked its magic (a/n hehehe) Fawkes flew onto Harry's shoulder.