Yay! I now have two reveiwers!

Thanks to BRM and Crissy for reveiwing; here's the next chapter (sorry for the wait).


Just as Draco reached the main room, Harry, Hermione and Ron walked in.

"Harry! Someone just appeared upstairs in the library. it looks like- I mean, I've only heard descriptions but- well- come on!"

Draco turned on heel and bolted back up the stairs, leaving the trio to pursue. Draco slowed to a run once he reached the library and the others followed suit. As they turned into an aisle Draco said;

"He's here..." He trailed off.

The boy had been here, Draco knew it. Ron raised an eyebrow, the first to be sceptical. Out of everyone, Ron was the lest forgiving. Draco hurried to try explain.

"Well, he was here. Right-"

He took a step.

"Over."

He took another step.

"Here."

He finally stepped right on the patch were the boy had been lying. The trio stepped a bit closer. Suddenly, someone grabbed Rons shirt from behind and poked their wand into his neck. Ron gave a yelp and the others turned around. Draco recognised it as the boy he had found, Harry and Hermione recognised it for a different reson. The boy spoke.

"Now," He said in a calm and clear voice, "I need answers."

Everyone but Ron (who was silently whinpering) felt the boy's gaze roll over them. The boy spoke again.

"Who's going to give them to me?"

For a moment, Draco, Harry and Hermione just stared.

"Well?" The boy asked, poking his wand in harder.

Harry breathed out who he knew it was.

"Tom..."

He regained his senses and took up charge.

"What do you want to know?"

Tom gave a small smile.

"What do you want with me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why am I here? You've brought me here, correct?"

"We didn't bring you here."

Harry turned to Hermione for some help. Hermione was looking at the spines of some of the books on the floor and back up at Tom.

"I think..."

Harry could tell she was on the verge of a breakthrough. She continued.

"That... yes, that would make sense. And-" her eyes grew wide. "Oh my- I know how you got here... and why."

They looked at her. She add rather weakly;

"Vaguely."

Hermione addressed Tom.

"A few minutes before, we-"

She motioned to herself, Ron and Harry

"Were at a shop, looking at magical artifacts. We, he,"

She motioned to Harry.

"Looked into a mirror called the Mirror Soul. In this mirror he saw..."

Hermione threw a glance at Harry, gave a slight, dissapointed frown and nodded.

"He saw you. I'd read and heard that the Mirror Soul is extremly powerful and has been known to bring people from the past or future into the present. This is what would've happened to you."

There was an odd silence.

"How do I get back?"

Hermione gulped.

"You- you don't." She said in a small voice.

"What?"

"I don't really know how it works, but if the Mirror Soul transports someone, they don't 'go back'."

Another silence.

"I know someone who knows more about it, if you'd just-"

Tom cut in.

"Uh uh uh, not quite. I assume I've been transported through time, how far?"

"Well, that depends on how old you are."

"Turning 17."

"Then you'd be about, 53 years into the future."

Tom considered this.

"Do you know if I'm still alive?"

Tom could almost laugh at this question. Of corse he would still be alive, he had plans for immortality. But then, something odd happened. harry turned a sickly shade, Hermione looked grim and Draco looked perfectly terrified and seemed to shuffle closer to Harry.

"Yes." Harry answered in a rather restricted voice.

Tom knew better than to press on.

"What do you plan on doing with me?"

They relaxed considerably, but shot guilty glances at Harry. Harry himself seemed to be struggling with something.

"I guess you could stay here."

"What!" Ron blurted out, earning himself a poke in the neck.

"Well, if he can't go back, then there's not many other places he can go. I mean what if V-"

Harry stopped himself just in time.

"What if someone sees him? He's meant to be a bit different in this time."

Company considered this. Slowly, they each gave a nod. Harry turned back to Tom.

"You can stay here. We won't do anything."

Harry thought for a moment, and added as an afterthought;

"Unless you give us reason to."

Tom looked them all in the eye, trying to see if they were telling the truth. He deduced that they were, but that's not all he deduced. When he had looked at Hermione, she seemed to be thinking about a million spells at once. When he looked at Draco, the boy seemed about to break and immensely relived when Tom looked away. But when he looked at Harry, beside the odd feeling of looking into a living mirror, he could see a real pain behind the eyes, a pain that Tom thought Harry thought he was responsible for. Tom finally shoved Ron away from him.

"I'll give you no reason."

"They don't need much, you know. Impulsive Gryffindors."

Drcao almost yelped when he realised what he'd done. He'd said it without thinking. His reward was three 'looks', though Tom seemed to ignore these.

"Lead the way, then. Oh, and I may need an up date."

Hermione and Ron lead the way out, with Harry and Draco blocking Tom's retreat. Tom was walked down to the main sitting room and sat on a couch. He refused to feel intimidated around these people. The other four sat on the couch oppisite. Tom decided on the most relieable way to get their names.

"My name's Tom Riddle. Though you seemed to know my first name."

He managed to refrain from flinching as he said his name.

"I'm Harry Potter."

"Ron Weasley."

Tom's mouth twitched.

"I'm Hermione Granger."

"I'm Draco Malfoy."

Tom mouth twitched again. Then, a voice almost barked out from the kitchen.

"You four, have we got a vistor?"

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco froze. They had forgotton they weren't the only ones in the house.

"I'll go explain to him. You three fill him in."

Hermione walked off to tell Lupin who their 'vistor' was.

"Erm, Ron, I just remembered, hermione told me to show you this... book! Yeah, a Quidditch book she found. So if you wanna..."

It took him a second, but Ron caught up.

"Oh, yeah! Okay. Er Harry?"

He looked apolegetically at him. Harry reassured them.

"It's fine, you two go."

Ron and Draco greatfully blolted upstairs. Harry faced Tom, who raised an eyebrow, indicating to start.

"I'll start from the very start."


Yay! another chappie! Thanks to wwwdoturbangeekdotnet/timelines/potterdothtml (dot . [fullstop) for helping me get the years right.

Sorry again for the wait!