[A/N: Well, after a very long wait my muse decided to come back and now I'm happy to present.... {thought I'd remindyou, I only own Raven}...

(- blah = speech;

"blah" = thoughts;

"blah" = parseltongue;

blah = letters;

"blah" = spells;)

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previously on "Raven Evans and the Troubles of Time-Travel":

Raven shuddered with disgust as he watched the red haired family. Yet he figured that the Weasleys were way better than the Dursleys and so he set his plan in motion, hoping that it would work out nicely and he would be able to leave Privet Drive for good... and soon...

CHAPTER TWO.

The Zoo Mayhem.

As quietly as his over-sized clothes would allow, the black haired boy inched up to the cage with a king cobra. "Yep, this will teach them some humility... I wonder..." Focusing on the snake, Raven hissed softly, trying not to draw much attention to himself, after all he didn't want the Weasleys to know about this gift of his: "Exsscusse me, would you mind helping me out a bit?"

The time-traveller knew that he actually spoke Parseltongue the second the snake focused her attention on him and hissed out: "I would be glad to, young sspeaker, but alass, I cannot esscape thiss cage.." - this was followed by what Raven assumed to be a snake variation of a sigh. The boy smiled: "I'll let you out, if you help me... Is that ok?" A slight nod was all the answer he needed. Concentrating hard on his inner magic, Raven silently vanished the glass and just as silently put it back as soon as the snake slithered out of the cake. He then quietly explained his plan to the snake and very soon the plan was in motion.

The boy positioned himself in such a way, that he would see what was going on in the glass of another cage, but other people would never believe that he was involved. Thus he had a perfect view of Vernon Dursley being bitten by the cobra in the ass. Not bursting into laughter was a hard task, but Raven managed, so escaped the wrath of Petunia, who was all too concerned about her husband and very scared son, to even remember that she had a nephew. That's how the soon to be eleven year old was left at the zoo.

"Ok, that was strange. Oh, well... now for part two..." - he scanned the crowd and was relieved to see that the Weasleys were still there - "Let's hope this works..."

Raven, now known as Harry, glanced at his reflection, made sure that his scar was a bit visible and went up to Molly Weasley, doing his best not to blow up his cover:

- Excuse me, ma'am, have you seen my aunt and uncle?

The sentence came out very childishly, Raven was very surprised at how whiny he sounded. Molly turned around and looked at the child. At first she thought the boy was a muggle, but then she noticed the flash of the scar and her face softened at once:

- Oh, sorry, honey, but could you describe them? I do not believe I've met them...

Molly smirked to herself, this was her lucky ticket - meeting Harry Potter in muggle zoo of all places. She listened carefully to what the boy said as a description of his family and could barely hold in her laughter.

- Oh, of course. How silly of me. My aunt Petunia is very thin, bony even with a very long neck, her face strongly resembles that of a horse, though I suppose saying that would offend the horses. Next there is my uncle Vernon, who frankly speaking looks like a hippo, only on two legs, he got bitten by a snake, so he'd be on a stretcher and lastly we have Dudley the pig, a mini-Vernon.

"Well, I guess that was a very accurate description... I just hope this works out nicely..."

Molly Weasley easily picked up on the uneasiness the boy was radiating as he spoke of his relatives. It was as if he expected them to jump out from around the corner and beat him for what he said. She drew herself to her not so big height and looked around. At first she didn't see anything, but then a womann that fit the surprisingly accurate description caught her eye. She looked closer and indeed, there was a very fat boy, who was looking around all the time, his eyes wide with terror, and there ws a stretcher with an even bigger copy of the boy. "Must be the uncle... boy, no wonder the child looks half dead, if those two eat all the food, then it's quite understandeable. But I wonder, why didn't the woman take Harry with them...? This is very strange..." Her attention then focused on her own children, who were busy getting to know Harry, not that they knew who he was yet.

Raven was talking to the Weasley kids and he was astonished. They were nothing like their future selves, actually he found it pretty easy talking to them. But he knew, that it was only because they didn't yet know that they were supposed to spy on him, therefore he made himself stay alert.

After making sure that her wn children were busy talking with Harry and therefore not causing havoc, Molly Weasley brought her attention back to the Dursleys, or rather she was unpleasantly surprised by their absense. However, being as quick-witted as she was, she decided that since there were only a few days left until Harry's birthday, the boy could spend them at the Burrow:

- Dear, it seems that your relatives... left.

She was quite surprised by the expression of tremendous relief that crossed the boy's face only to be replaced by confusion, fear and lastly acceptance:

- Oh, well... I guess they finally decided to ditch me...

Mrs Weasley frowned, the child seemed to be way too depressed to be only 10 years old:

- Honey, if you don't mind, you coud stay with us.

Hope bloomed at the young face at once. It seemed like Christmas came early for the boy:

- Oh, that would be wonderful... but... I wouldn't want to impose...

-Nonsense, dear, come along. Children, let's go home.

And so the Weaseys plus Raven left the Mugge Zoo for the Burrow.

[A/N: And that, people, is the end, Birthday, the letter and Diagon Alley in next chapter. Please, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!]