A/N: I AM NOT DROPPING "A SPARTAN REBORN" READ A/N AT END IF YOU WANT ANSWERS
Chapter 1: Do-Over
June 18th 1996
"Harry we need to get out of here NOW" Hermione shouted, blocking a curse sent her way by a death eater. Her voice fell on deaf ears as Harry knelt down and stared at the lifeless body of Ron and Neville. "HARRY we need to-," Hermione began to scream again but was cut off by a green spell going through her shield causing her to crumple to the ground. Body lifeless before it even hit the ground.
"Hermione? Hermione no, no not you too. Please no." Harry croaked, breaking his eyes away from the dead bodies of his friends now staring at the body of one of his closest and first friends. It took the spell fire to finally cease for Harry to look around him. Everyone that joined him to save his godfather was lying dead around him. In the end everything was for nothing. The whole thing being a trap. A trap created by the dark lord to bait him out of the safety of Hogwarts and get the prophecy. A trap Harry fell for and got all his friends killed and him injured.
"And now reality has caught up to little Potter." mocked one of the death eaters nudging the body of Ginny Weasley with his foot. Scowling in disgust seeing the wounds still seeping blood from her body. "Fucking blood traitor."
'Fucking blood traitor' repeated in Harry's head over and over. 'How could he. How could he say that, how DARE he say that.' "Avada Kedavra" Harry Roared, sending the green spell at the death eater. Killing him before he could even realize what was sent his way.
"CRUCIO" quickly shot one of the death eaters. "Oh oh oh, looks like Potter finally grew some balls." laughed the death eater seeing Harry scream and squirm on the ground. The death eater cut the curse making sure to not do too much damage to the boy. "Now look at what you did, went on and killed Lucius. The Dark Lord isn't going to like that one bit." Added the death eater in a mocking tone, like speaking to a toddler.
Suddenly a fire erupted behind the death eaters. As the fire cleared the figure of Dumbledore appeared wand in hand twinkle in his eye no more. Pale as ever seeing his students lay dead on the ground as Harry shakes in pain from the use of the Cruciatus curse. Without hesitation Dumbledore lashes out with curses and jinxes he's not used since his fight with Grindelwald. Instantly six of the eleven death eaters are put down not dead but too injured to keep fighting. Before Dumbledore could finish off the other five they use their emergency portkeys knowing they can't hold their own against the elderly wizard. "Harry… what."
"I'm sorry professor, I don't know what i was thinking. I should have-" Harry began to sob awkwardly grabbing onto Hermione with his one good arm as the other lay limply on his side, bloodied and mutilated from a blasting curse.
"Harry my…" Dumbledore began to say already going to kneel down and comfort the boy but stopped as Harry began to writhe on the floor once again. Dumbledore instantly started checking over the boy recognizing its legilimency, but couldn't understand how since no one was around the both of them since the remaining death eaters had retreated. It was then Dumbledore noticed Harry mumbling something quietly getting closer to hear. Then he heard it. Heard the language of parseltongue.
"Harry let go, you have lost. Let go and I will grant you the gift of seeing your friends and family once again. To see your mother and father with your own eyes. To hug them finally after all these years. You can do that… just. Let. go…" whispered a raspy voice in parseltongue.
Oh to let go, to finally let everything end. All the pain, all the suffering. To finally get away and be at peace once again how amazing it sounded. How enticing it all sounded, to see the friends he lost and the family he never got to love. It sounded all too good for Harry. And for that to all come true he just. had. to. let go…
"Harry, please don't let him win, fight back." Dumbledore pleaded with the twitching body of harry.
"Avada Kedavra" Harry said simply pointing his wand at Dumbledore in his prone form. He began to stand as Dumbledore's body slumped down lifeless, eyes open and empty. Harry's body twitched and began to vomit a black smoke which slowly turned into the form of Voldemort.
"Thank you Harry, you just got rid of my only real threat." Voldemort announced calling the elder wand to his hand. "Now I should kill you now, but if I do the world would just know it was me. No, you're going to stay here and take the blame. You'll go from the god the public sees you as to the evil that helped me kill Dumbledore." Voldemort waved his wand and Harry snapped away from his standing position and saw the body of Albus Dumbledore laying on the ground.
Before Harry could react to Voldemort he disappeared in the same cloud of black smoke, taking away the bodies of his death eaters. Leaving the bodies of the kids and Dumbledore for the public to find and see. Harry lost the feelings in his legs and dropped staring at Dumbledore not taking his eyes away from the body as flashes of green erupt around as the floo network came to life once again. Aurors and ministry officials came spewing out of the floo system, stopping in shock as they witnessed the scene in front of them. A man shoves his way to the front of the group. "Move out the way, MOVE, Minister coming thro-" Fudge abruptly stopped his shouting and stared at the massacre in front of him. "Killer… HE'S A KILLER." roared Fudge pointing at Harry as he stared at the lifeless body of Dumbledore. "Take him away. Get him out of here NOW!" continued Fudge as Auror's slowly advanced on Harry, wands trained on the boy's back. After reaching a few feet from Harry, he was stunned and levitated to the cells of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
~~~~BREAK~~~~
May 18th 2005
"Wake up son." said a voice gently slapping Harry awake in his cell.
Harry groaned as he slowly got up and leaned against the wall of his eight by eight cell with two cots that are almost as equally hard as the stone beneath their feet. "Finally over?" Harry moaned, wiping the blood from his lip as he held his head in his other hand trying to get his headache to subside.
"Yea it's over for today, looks like they didn't bang you up too bad." replied the man leaning back on his cot munching at his stale bread soaked in slop, also known as the dinner for today and every day after.
"Probably because Tom is in Africa at the moment making his way through them." Harry replied, getting onto his cot and shoveling some of the slop into his mouth grimacing at the taste of some kind of meat he'd rather not know of what.
For these past nine years Voldemort had achieved his goal of taking over all of Europe and most of Asia, only leaving the islands alone as they seemed of little to no threat and even going as far as working with him so they could keep the blood shed to a minimum. After conquering two continents he decided to make his way through Africa building up his ranks of creatures and more wizards to combat the Americas before taking the war to the muggles.
"Yea I heard the guards talking about it, probably why they're all drunk as piss and slacking off their guard duty." Replied the old man pulling a piece of bone from his mouth. Shrugging and tossing it into the small pile in the corner of other tiny bones he'd collected from the slop they've eaten.
"They might be piss drunk but they still make sure to let me get my daily beatings in." Harry chuckled, causing some of the slop to land on his overgrown beard causing him to frown from the loss of food, even if it was just a drop of liquid. Every bit of food was necessary to survive in the prison he'd been in for nine years, even going as far as eating the rats and bugs that found their way in his cell sharing with the old man who became his only friend.
"You got that right. I don't want to be a cock but I'm glad you're on top of their shit list so they can forget about me a few days of the week." grimaced the elder while he scooped up the last bit of food with the bread.
"Yea also lets you keep the energy to do what we agreed on." replied Harry tossing the bowl to the door of the cell letting out a small burp.
"Yea yea, don't remind me shit still gives me a headache. Sometimes I'd rather be beat than teach you."
"Stop the bitching and look me in the eyes." Harry scowled, scooting to the old man.
A year after Harry was thrown into Azkaban the ministry had finally fallen and Voldemort had taken his place as the new leader still working in the shadows. Soon after he threw every mudblood who could be used as a victim of torture or rape, and every half-blood who didn't kill off their families to show allegiance to him. While throwing in every pure blood in hopes to turn around their thinking and show them the way. From that hundreds of prisoners showed up practically overnight and soon cells designed for one person were made to house two which granted Harry the gift of sharing the room with one of the Azkaban residents who had been there longer than him. From that, The old man who Harry found had the name of Gilbert, could be of use to him besides someone to just talk to and keep from going insane from the loneliness. Gilbert had shown Harry the magic known as joint or forced legilimency. Where the user can force and join their thoughts into another's mind. Making weeks and months of knowledge and even the emotions and feelings be learned in a few seconds or minutes, but the downfall causing migraines so powerful it'll make you wish you would have chosen death instead. Luckily the pain only lasted for a few minutes before subsiding into a basic headache for a few hours. So over the course of eight years Harry and Gilbert would practice in the rare magic, teaching Harry everything the old man learned from dark spells to potions and runes during his time alive. Harry finding the silver lining in this personal hell of his. The only thing he found odd were many of the memories seemed to be tampered with to hide certain things. Like a person or a setting. Harry wouldn't complain, and the one time he asked Gilbert. He had only told him it wasn't important.
"What do you want to go over today? We've gone through almost everything at this point. I don't see any use of any of this." Gilbert replied, wiping his mouth with his dirty sleeve.
"Surprise me old man. Show me something that'll give me hope." chuckled Harry darkly knowing not even hope was pushing him anymore, and just hoping every time he was taken in for his daily torture he would finally succumb to his wounds and welcome the sweet embrace of death.
"Something with hope eh? I got just the thing for you." Gilbert whispered before grabbing onto Harry's head forcing his thoughts into him.
"Wait why are you grab-" Harry replied panicking Gilbert never did this before wondering if the old shit finally snapped and was going to kill him which he silently prayed for every time they delved into the memories. Soon Harry was shown something he had never seen before, a contraption that looked like an hourglass but then losing its form and turning into a time turner before losing its form again and turning into a dial before shifting back into an hourglass. As he looked on he could see a young version of Gilbert fiddling with the item learning how to use it before the contraption turned into a blob that slowly consumed the young man and hearing screams of agony as the blob completely engulfed him before shrinking and shrinking before appearing again. Only this time the area he had used the contraption in was changed. It looked cleaner and more brand new like it couldn't be older than a year. Finally when Harry put his attention back onto the young Gilbert his breath was caught in his throat as he saw a younger version of Gilbert, even younger than the other Gilbert appearing on his knees as the contraption still held in his hand panting for air like he ran a muggle marathon.
Harry was then forcefully yanked out of the memory, falling onto his back feeling the migraine come and his eyes roll back from waiting for the pain to reside. Finally after a few minutes but what felt like hours he groaned slowly pulling himself up to the sitting position and seeing the old man leaning against the wall on his cot, drooling as his head was slumped down chin to chest. Noticing Gilbert would be out for a few hours he laid back down and tried to make himself comfortable on his cot hoping he could fall asleep and get over this skull fuck of a headache.
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"We attack tomorrow, once our inside man gives the false news it'll cause the guards to celebrate and drink, letting their guard down and the perfect time to attack saving as many as possible, got it." Shouted a woman in her thirties as the enchanted eye in her left socket moved every which way non-stop. A group of at least a hundred men and women saluted before breaking off and getting ready. Preparing themselves by taking a drink, praying, looking at photos of old ones and even gambling to pass the time. Now was a waiting game until tomorrow night when these brave men and women will attack Azkaban and free their friends and family hoping to deal even a small blow to the Dark lord.
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"Potter, get your ass up, you have a special visitor today." Yelled a man shooting a stinging hex at Harry causing him to jerk awake knowing not to make a sound as he'll receive a worse punishment for showing any more weakness. Without a word Harry got up using the wall for help still feeling stiff from the hard cot. Harry slowly made his way to the cell door glancing a look at Gilbert noticing he was still in the same position as he was last seen in. panicking for a second before realizing the old git was still breathing. The guard losing his patience over how slow Harry was moving shot another stinging hex at him hitting him in the back making Harry move a bit faster.
As Harry walked down the row of cell doors he could hear mumbling and the crying and screams of the other inmates. From what Azkaban used to be of eerie quietness where the dementors would feed on the prisoners sapping them of strength. The original main guard now roamed all over Europe feeding on whoever they saw fit, not being chained to the prison any longer being free and doing whatever they saw fit. Finally he reached the elevator being shoved in by the guard behind him and hitting the button to the 1st floor. Harry looked on in confusion as the guard gave him an ugly grin and waved at him as the elevator plummeted going from floor twenty to floor one in seconds. "Fucking dick. I'll make sure to kill you first if I get the chance." Harry groaned as he slowly got up to his feet after the elevator stopped at the target floor. As Harry walked out the elevator he saw another guard waiting for him. The Guard, not wanting to wait, grabbed Harry and practically carried him into another room, dropping him and shutting the door behind him. "Aye fucking git wrong room." Harry yelled, turning around and banging on the door realizing this door had no small window to see in or out of.
"No Harry, this is the right room." piped up a voice behind him.
Harry jumped at the surprise of hearing a female voice behind him and slowly turned to see the last person he'll ever expect to come see him on 'visiting hours'. "Bellatrix Lestrange, nine years later and beautiful as ever. Now what brings you here? Wanted to take a crack at breaking me? I gotta warn you I'm pretty tough to crack even Tom couldn't do it after all this long." Harry Snickered, turning around making eye contact with the most feared witch in the world.
Bellatrix gave a lopsided grin before waving her wand around causing silencing charms and the likes around the room. "Hello little potter. I would be glad to see you once again and return the compliment, but I would be lying. I've seen shits look prettier than you.
"Oh this is the work from the guards and your master. After eight years they can get quite creative with their forms of torture." Harry laughed, holding onto his side knowing at least a rib or two were still broken, or did they heal wrong? Eh, who gave a shit.
"Enough with the smart ass bullshit Potter. I came here to tell you to be ready for tonight. Something is going to happen and you're going to want to be ready for it, because trust me if you even have a thought of causing a problem you will be left behind or killed. Got that?" replied Bellatrix brandishing her wand again, waving it around Harry causing his broken and unhealed bones to go into their correct spots causing him to drop and scream in pain.
"The fuck are you playing at Bellatrix? Mind games? Might as well just skull fuck me with Legilimency and call it a night instead of whatever you're doing." Harry bit back, grinding his teeth as his ribs went back into place and his left forearm snapping into place along with many other bones.
"Trust me Potter if you aren't ready to go tonight you'll wish i did skull fuck you." Bellatrix whispered into Harry's ear as he was still on his hands and knees letting his bones finally finish fixing.
"Why should I believe you Lestrange, you crazy bitch." Grounded out Harry looking up from his position into her eyes as best as he could.
"Because the Dark Lord had my sister killed by her goddamn son for being of no more use. He promised the blacks would be left out of this unless they went against him and he had her killed when she was innocent in all of this." Bellatrix bit back grabbing Harry's face, her deep violet eyes staring deeply into his.
"Your sister? Innocent? HA, she was married to that fuck Lucius she is just as bad as you all. She might not have raised her wand but she let everything happen and even birth Draco that fucking ponce."
"Oh Harry if you ever had a family you would know what it means to have your own blood be killed when promised they would be left alone." Bellatrix replied with a smirk knowing that would hit a sore spot to man.
"Fuck you Bellatrix, you turned on your family. You being the bitch in heat to Tom let the blacks die out and you going against them led them to death." Harry Retorted, pulling his head away from her grip. Harry was honestly speaking with very little knowledge trying to remember everything Sirius had told him about the once great blacks that are nothing more than just a name and color.
Bellatrix took a step back and raised her wand with pure wraith in her eyes ready to curse Harry. At the last minute She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, lowering her wand. "Oh trust me Potter, if it wasn't for the deal I made with your little friends I would crucio you where you lay until you shit and piss yourself and let you bathe in it before killing you."
Harry, ignoring Bellatrix's threat, replied with a grin knowing he got under her skin first. "And what's that deal Lestrange?"
"They got their hands on Draco and promised him to me if I did what they wanted. And that's to get you out this shit hole tonight. So i swear if you fuck this up some way i will kill everyone else alive that you loved." Bellatrix grinded out, picking up Harry to his feet and raising her wand. "Now stand still, I still need to make it look like you took some kind of beating." Bellatrix grinned as she sent a bludgeoning hex into his face, breaking his nose and busting his lip.
"You fucking Bi-" Harry was cut off with a stunning spell sent to him by Bellatrix, after falling to the floor she let up on the privacy charms and unlocked the door letting the guard come in.
"Get this shite out of here and back into his cell." Bellatrix said nonchalantly not even looking at the guard raising her nose in disgust like someone took a shit in her presence.
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"Bitch" Harry said, bolting up from his cot jerking from the pain he felt on his nose and lip.
"You're finally awake? When they brought you in here your nose was broken as shit. I had to set the thing right or else you would have choked on your blood." Gilbert spoke up, tossing the tiny bones he collected into a bowl for entertainment.
"You should have let me choke you git. How long have I been out for?" Harry replied, feeling his nose and lip flinching at the pain from his lip.
"Nope, you can't take the easy way out. You'll suffer in here with me until Merlin himself sees fit. And about three hours." Gilbert chuckled, getting up and collecting the bones to play with them again. "What happened to you anyways? Even the guard looked like he was going to piss himself when he brought you in."
Harry groaned as he laid back down and gave a run down on the story with Bellatrix. Starting from when he was thrown into the cell to when she stunned him then waking up in his cot. "Gilbert what was that memory you showed me yesterday. What the hell was happening." wanting to get an answer over talking about his run in with Bellatrix.
Gilbert without stopping his game of throwing bones into a bowl he smiled, "Hope." replied Gilbert, as Gilbert threw a bone into the bowl a loud explosion was heard going off causing the room to shake violently. "Fuck me side ways she was right." Gilbert whispered looking to the ceiling as another explosion went off. "Harry, look at me, that memory I showed you. Its location is where Merlin himself is said to be Buried." Gilbert quickly spat out before realizing Harry wasn't paying attention. "For Merlin sake." Gilbert grumbled before grabbing Harry's head and looking into his eyes showing him the memories of where to find the contraption, only for a split second to minimize the pain and side effects. "Harry you there?" When Gilbert saw Harry snap back into their world he kept speaking, "Look at me there is more than just that in that temple. Take this." Gilbert quickly said, ripping out a tooth from his mouth. "The temple has a fidelius charm and another ward keyed in with me being the keeper, and that tooth being a part of me to get through the wards. Something simple i came up with that is so fucking obvious no one would expect it."
"Gilbert what the fuck are you talking about?!" yelled Harry so his voice could be heard over the explosions and screams getting louder by the second. Letting the minor headache pass, thankfully it wasn't a full migraine like usual.
"For fuck sakes my boy, That item you saw me use. It's an advanced time manipulator. Instead of going back by hours you can go by years along with changing your age… everything will be explained to you in that temple." Gilbert yelled, grabbing onto Harry as an explosion went off on the door causing it to fly open and reveal the person behind the spell.
"Wotcher Harry." said the form walking through the doorway.
"Tonks?!" croaked Harry trying to yell but feeling the lump in his throat seeing an old friend still alive. Getting up and slamming into her with a tight hug surprising himself on this newfound strength. Taking a step back and looking at her seeing the enchanted eye Moody wore when he was a teen. "You look like shit Tonks." he added, giving a teary chuckle, hugging her again.
"Speak for yourself Harry, you look almost as bad as when that muggle family would starve you." Tonks replied with dark humor causing both to still chuckle.
"Yea Yea happy fucking reunion. Harry get the fuck out of here son." piped up Gilbert standing up moving towards the two.
"Gellert Grindelwald?" Tonks yelped, seeing the old wizard leaning against the wall for support.
"That's me. Now mind hurrying the fuck up and getting a move on!" Gilbert, now being revealed as Gellert, bit back, shoving the two out of the cell room.
"Wait you're Grindelwald? Harry responded, turning around staring at the old man.
"No shit Boy, who did you fucking think i was?" Bit back Gellert trying to push the two out the room again.
"Some old Git named Gilbert who the fuck else." replied Harry, stumbling out of the room letting Tonks help support him a bit before he regained his footing.
"You actually thought that? I thought you called me Gilbert to piss me off" yelled Gellert dumbfounded and angered how someone can be so stupid.
"You both can talk about this at another time. We need to go NOW." Tonks piped in pulling for Harry to follow. "Here take this Harry, might not be your original but it's better than nothing." Tonks added shoving a wand probably taken from a fallen death eater into his hands.
"Where's mine at? I'm not walking around this battleground naked?" Asked Gellert shoving his hand out waiting to be handed one.
"Give him one Tonks, it's one more body to use." quickly replied Harry before Tonks could argue. Seeing Gellert get a wand he made a motion with his hand for Tonks to lead the way. With her finally going he followed closely behind with Gellert a few feet back not wanting to be so close to another.
"It's down this way we have an emergency portkey ready for us to get the fuck out of here. So hurry up." Tonks yelled out getting the attention of the both of them.
After walking past a few more cells and past dead death eaters and others who Harry assumed were the ones who attacked Azkaban, a Patronus in the form of a Dachshund appeared, stopping in front of Tonks. "The dark Lord is here, we need to leave now!" quickly said the Patronus before disappearing into nothingness.
Without hesitation the three begin to quicken their pace to the end of the hall where the portkey was positioned. After a few seconds of what was almost a jog they saw the massive hole in the wall with someone Harry didn't recognize shooting a curse down the other hall before taking cover behind a transfigured stone slab.
Spells flew past the man missing him by mere inches before leaning to the side of the slab and shooting a spell causing a howl of pain to be heard down the hall. "Tonks, Ma'am, it's good to see you, we're ready to get out of here, the portkey is primed and ready." The man shouted over screams and spell fire coming from everywhere in the prison even outside around the grounds.
"Thanks Grant, we're ready.. You two grab the rope and do not let go!" Tonks turned dangling the rope in their hands. "We have 30 seconds before we are out of here so don't let your guard down you hear!"
"AVADA KEDAVRA" a voice roared out sending the neon green bolt towards the group of four. Before it could connect with any, a stone slab was summoned taking the blunt of the spell before being sent back to its attacker. "You dare think you can get out of here Potter? I'll cut you and your friends where you stand and parade your bodies all over Europe!" The voice roared, sending another spell which was yet again blocked by another slab.
"Can't believe this man child toppled over all of Europe and Asia." Gellert mumbled, sending the stone slab towards Voldemort before summoning another. "I'll hold the little shite off, you three get the hell out of here. Harry you get that time device and fix all of this fucking mess. Got that son!" Gellert replied breathlessly, turning his head to look Harry in the eyes to make sure he was heard.
"I got that… Thank you Gilbert…" Harry almost whispered taking cover behind a transfigured marble slab he conjured himself making sure to not get hit by any spell fire.
"Make sure you visit me, and show me who you were." Gellert chuckled, shooting a random spell down the hall to keep the Dark lord back.
"Yea, I'll do-" Harry was cut off by the tug of the naval and getting whisked away by the portkey with Tonks and the fighter known as Grant.
"Alright Albus you old git, get ready to welcome me into death." Gellert whispered to himself, sending the slab of marble towards Voldemort.
By the time it was battered to the side Voldemort froze in confusion as he saw Gellert Grindelwald begin to float as it looked like the ruble and even light itself was starting to bend around him. As Voldemort sent a spell towards the old man he saw it be consumed and absorbed without showing any effects of his spell. Without hesitation Voldemort disapparated away. Within the same second the snake left, Gellert screamed, letting out all the energy and light absorbed in his body turning everything himself included into dust, turning almost the whole island into nothing more but a crater of ash and smoke. The only signs of a battle being at the edge of the island where the spell didn't reach.
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"Nine years and using a portkey is still shite." Groaned Harry pushing himself to his feet, having landed on his face.
"You'll be fine Harry." Tonks replied stifling a giggle trying not to embarrass the wizard anymore.
"Where are we?" Said Harry looking around and finding himself in an empty room besides the blood splattered at random places on the floor and following out the only door connected to the room.
"We're at HQ for the order of the phoenix, It was constructed seven years ago… soon after the ministry fell. This room is for incoming portkeys. Looks like we were the last ones to get here, let's go see the others." Tonks explained walking out the room followed by Grant and then Harry close behind.
As Harry walked out the room he stopped in his tracks, frozen in awe as he saw the room open up into a massive opening one to rival the main area for the ministry of magic. As he looked around he saw large double doors that opened by themselves with signs telling the occupants where each door leads too. Harry soon realized there were hundreds of others walking around all having a job to do not minding the three new bodies in the room. "Merlin's sake…" Harry whispered to himself as he started to walk again following Tonks. As Harry followed Tonks to a large set of double doors, seeing it said hospital. Harry again was shocked as he walked into what he can only describe as an exact copy of St. Mungo's, even with patients waiting in the lobby with nurses and doctors running about in and out of rooms. Harry began to walk again but fell, his leg giving out and a sharp pain shooting up his foot through his leg. Harry bit down grinding his teeth looking back and seeing his pant leg had blood seeping through from the thigh down to the foot. "Hey Tonks…" Harry called out before passing out from the blood loss.
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MAY 28th 2005
The room was quiet, the only thing being heard was the shuffling and muffled speech outside. Harry woke up but kept his eyes closed trying to get his bearings in order. He began to try to sit up before feeling himself not able to. Opening his eyes he saw he was restrained, his arms bound to the bed rails on the side, waist and chest belted down to the bed. "What the fuck…" Harry grumbled trying to free his hands to no avail. "Heyyyy.. Helloooooo.. TONKS!... SOMEONE!" Harry began to call out soon yelling his anger bubbling to the surface to be rescued from Azkaban to just be held in prison once again.
After a few minutes, a nurse poked her head in to see Harry was awake. "Oh you're awake." Said the nurse pulling her head from the door and closing it instantly.
"WAIT COME BACK!" Harry yelled, beginning to thrash around trying to free himself again.
Again the door opened to reveal Tonks and her enchanted eye. Walking and choosing to stand over a nice distance from Harry. "Harry, calm down." Tonks spoke up simply. Almost like it was a normal occurrence to wake up people while they're bound on a bed.
Harry's head snapped to Tonks giving her a venomous glare. "Why the hell am I tied up like a wild fucking animal Tonks?" You save me just to tie me up? what going to torture me next? Go on, do it!" accused Harry, stopping his struggles. Still staring into Tonks eyes seeing them shift colors.
Tonks's Face showed an expression of sadness and empathy before trying to harden and failing resulting in a broken Tonks staring at Harry. "Oh harry…" Tonks whispered, beginning to slowly walk towards his bed. "Harry, this wasn't my idea. I tried to stop this but they said it was for everyone's safety." Tonks added putting her hand over Harry's, giving it a squeeze.
"Am I another prisoner again for another group?" Spat Harry not taking Tonk's hand in his own still furious.
"Sadly… they… they want to hold a trial for you. They think you're helping the Dark Lord still… It looked bad that you were still alive and in a cell with Grindelwald… you being alive makes a lot of these people think you were with him this whole time since he never killed you, and to be bunked with the previous Dark lord that almost ruled over us… many of them want your head still after these nine years for what happened with the students and… Dumbledore…" Tonks explained biting her lip, not being able to look Harry in his eyes any longer.
"Tonks, that's bullshit, you know it is. You know I didn't kill any of them. And you know of all the people still alive I'm not in bed with Tom." Harry replied through gritted teeth starting to pull at his restraints again.
"I know Harry…" Tonks whispered letting her tears fall as she stared at the once young boy who wanted nothing more than a family and peace. Now a grown man all skin and bones bruised and scarred seeing how dead he was through his eyes alone. "They want to hold a trial for you… The trial to see if you should be executed or serve the rest of your life in prison…"
Harry stared at Tonks arms and body going limp. Realizing even though he escaped hell and was given hope it was quickly being ripped away from him. To just be killed by the people who he thought came to save him. "Why… Why save me? WHY COME AND GET ME IF I WAS GOING TO JUST BE SLAUGHTERED AGAIN NYMPHADORA WHY NOT KILL ME IN THAT PRISON OR JUST LET ME ROT IN THERE STILL!" Roared Harry, his body beginning to shake in fury as he pulled at the restraints, feeling them loosen and slowly give way.
Tonks looking away not noticing Harry slipping free began to cry. Her hair turned from different colors to a dull brown as she tried to explain. "Harry I didn't know, please believe me I didn't think they would do this. I wanted to find you to save you. I didn't want any of this to happen." Tonks choked out through sobs and sniffling.
Tonks felt Harry grab her arm and turned around in shock as he shouldn't have been able to reach up past her forearm. Before she could react he pulled her with strength she didn't expect him to have. She came crashing down into him trying to push herself off. As she finally got free she jumped back but froze in fear as she realized her wand was now in his hands. Before Tonks could say anything she was hit with a stunner making her drop and Harry beginning to loosen his other restraints. Checking himself over Harry noticed most of his major injuries were healed. And slowly let himself off the bed testing his balance to make sure he could hold his own before taking a step. After a few wobbly seconds he took his first step and then the next before being able to walk normally again. Harry turned his attention to the frozen Tonks laying there still stunned. With a flick of his newly obtained wand he lifted her up onto the bed and wrapped her in the restraints. Before reviving her. And placing a silencing charm on her. "Listen to me Tonks, I'm not going to go through a fucking Trial. I know I'll be killed, no I'm getting out of here and you're going to tell me how. Got it?" Whispered Harry.
Harry undid the silencing charm and Tonks spoke instantly. "Harry, you won't get out of here. They will kill you the moment you walk out of this room and even see a wand in your hand. Please listen to me. I'll do everything I can to show them you're innocent and have nothing to do with…" Harry silenced her again, his eyes literally glowing green in fury.
"Tonks either you tell me how I get out of this place or I will go into your mind and rip it out of you." Harry countered the anger in his voice, obviously gripping the wand in anger. He didn't want to hurt Tonks at all but he would do anything to actually be free again. And finding that tomb Gellert showed him. Harry's eyes widened before checking his pockets still wearing the same clothing he wore in Azkaban and feeling the tooth still in there clutching it.
Harry let up the Silencing charm once again, this time Tonks was more hesitant to speak. "To get out you will need to go to the designated apparition points on the other side of base. But, Harry, listen to me you can't just blend in with everyone. You'll stick out like a sore thumb." Tonks pleaded with Harry, her eyes showing desperation trying to convince her old friend from many years ago.
Harry grinned mischievously as he pointed his wand to his face and morphed his features. His cheek bones disappearing, his eyes going to a dull brown. And hair going to a dirty brown with more fat appearing on his face. He still had the beard but quickly trimmed it in one quick flick of the wrist, cutting the length in half with one swoop. Harry then looked down at his clothes and changed it to a simple white T-shirt with Gray slacks and changed his slippers into simple black dress shoes. "This should let me slip through most of the way. Don't you think Tonks?" he said not glancing towards her way, the question being rhetorical.
"Harry, where are you even going to go? Not ma-" Tonks spluttered knowing her chances of keeping Harry here were dwindling by the second.
"Somewhere no one will ever find me. I'll probably be safer there than I was at Hogwarts as a child." Harry chuckled knowing even Hogwarts was a death trap for him practically every year. "Goodbye Tonks. I'll see you again under better and different conditions." He said giving his first genuine smile, bending down and giving Tonks a kiss on the forehead before straightening and walking out the room.
As Harry made his way through the hospital he saw that not just adults were here but children and elderly also. It looked like any normal hospital, not something apart from a military HQ. Finally making his way out the doors he came across the massive opening again and made his way the people milling about passing through shopping centers and looking for any indication of signs showing where to go. As Harry walked around he saw how this little town either underground or inside a massive structure looked like a Diagon alley. Kids ran around happily and cheerfully. Adults went into stores or walked out of them. Some even dress like they were going to work. Harry was in awe to see there was still a society where people can live in peace and away from Voldemort's clutches.
Finally what felt like forever Harry found the signs indicating 'apparition point' He gave a quick nod to himself following the signs until he came upon an open area where people came in and out being stopped by guards watching over and questioning them. 'Of course there's guards, when the hell isn't there guards,' Harry thought to himself walking to the 'departing' line. After a few minutes Harry was asked to come forward.
"What's the reason for apparition today?" the guard asked, beginning to wave his wand around Harry.
Harry realized the guard was checking for charms and disguises. Quickly and subtly he put his wand in his hand and whispered, "Imperio," Harry subconsciously apologized to the guard knowing the imperius curse wasn't the most pleasant of things to be put under. But knew if he was caught he would be killed. "Let me pass and go back to your business like nothing happened." Harry whispered, walking towards the guard.
"Of course, have a great day and stay safe sir." the guard said with a smile that wasn't there before.
Harry sighed in relief walking past the guard and into the ward that let the people come and go. 'Alright Harry, you never apparated before but were taught numerous times by Gilbert you can do this… just think of where you want to go no problem…' Harry thought to himself, closing his eyes and thinking of the grave sight of merlin Gellert showed him and told him.
With a loud CRACK, Harry disappeared causing some others to raise an eyebrow with the rude apparition etiquette Harry showed by allowing the loudness. Harry instantly felt himself squeeze and lose his breath before appearing at the famous Merlin's grave known by muggles, but obvious to every wizard and witch his real grave sight was far away from here. Harry landed on his two feet and instantly tipped over falling on his side and throwing up while trying to take a deep breath. "Oh that's fucking terrible." Harry groaned, wiping his mouth clean before getting to his two feet and holding his arms out to regain his balance. After a handful of seconds Harry began to walk up the mound reaching the top where the massive broken boulder sat covered in moss. Harry took out the tooth given to him and placed it on the boulder before saying the quick incantation.
Instantly the boulder began to split again, opening up enough to show a spiral staircase leading down. "The old Git was right." Harry whispered slowly walking down the staircase. As Harry walked down every time he passed a sconce it lit up a bright fire of a random color. Finally walking down the final stair Harry came across a large circular room. Larger than even the Gryffindor common room. Across the wall were bookshelves from the floor to the ceiling filled to the brim with books. In the middle of the room was a single recliner and night stand to the side of it. As Harry was about to walk into the clearing of the room he noticed a lever on the right wall right next to the last stair. Looking at it he saw it was turned down to the library. And the top was shown as Rest. curious, Harry pushed the lever up, surprised how smooth it went like it was recently oiled.
The Lever went up with a final click and everything around Harry went dark. Before he could react the room lit up once again to show a new room the same size as the last but now furnished with a kitchen, bathroom and bedroom all spaced out. Harry, without realizing it, walked towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He gasped in surprise, tears filling his eyes as he saw it stocked with fresh foods and meats. Harry, not being able to miss out, pulled out every veggie and meat and cheese he could before opening the pantry next to it and seeing it filled with breads of every kind. "Oh thank Merlin." Harry said in disbelief as he pulled out the first bread he could reach and made the most stuffed packed sandwich possible.
With the sandwich made Harry sat down at the small table for one and stared at his creation. Something he never expected would be so beautiful. Slowly he grabbed the sandwich and smacked his mouth realizing how dry it was. "Drink, something to drink," Harry whispered, getting up and going to the fridge again. Opening it he saw the contents of the food was switched out for drinks of every kind. Muggle and magical alike, alcohol and non. Harry stared in awe before slowly reaching for a large pint of butterbeer and taking a sip of it… Harry choked out a sob and drank again, "Oh its so fucking delicious." Harry exclaimed, making his way back to the table.
Sitting down he grabbed the massive sandwich almost comically chuckling how it reminded him of a cartoon he once saw with a dog and lanky guy eating sandwiches taller than them. As Harry took a bite he stopped and stared at it slowly chewing. After swallowing he took a deep breath before stuffing his face with the sandwich, beginning to cry with every bite nearly choking at times. Harry knew he probably looked like a slob, but didn't care due to how amazing it felt to eat real food again. He finished the sandwich and stared at the empty plate before standing and making another. Finishing that one too like he did the first. After his long needed meal he sat there staring at the ceiling. After a few minutes he brought up his arms to stretch and took a deep breath gagging as he finally smelt himself. Harry threw his arms down and tried to get as far as possible realizing he smelled worse than a dead body baking in the sun.
Without a second thought Harry stripped from his clothing where he stood and bolted towards the shower turning the water on hot and jumping in without testing it out. "Oh merlin, it feels amazing." Harry shouted as he rubbed the dirt and grime from his body finding shampoo and body soap to scrub himself clean. Harry stood in the shower not caring how long he had been in there guessing it had to be for at least an hour, grateful the water stayed hot the whole time. As Harry got out of the shower he was handed a towel and grabbed it. "Oh thank you…" Harry froze as he slowly turned and saw a very old house elf smiling at him. "AAAAAAHHHHH," Screamed Harry going to run out the bathroom area, instead he slipped and landed on his back knocking the wind out of him.
"Oh don't panic Master sir, Gillry didn't mean to frighten you master sir." the elf announced holding his hands out to show he was friendly trying to calm Harry.
"WHO ARE YOU, HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE!" Harry yelled trying to get up but slipping again, not scared from seeing another living being around him but being in the state of mind that he was completely alone in here.
"Oh I am Gillry, Master Sir, and I live here." explained Gillry closing the shower curtain and snapping his fingers drying the floor and getting rid of the fog from the hot water. "Gillry has lived here for a very long time Master Sir. You see master Grindelwald contracted me to be here. He put a spell on Gillry to keep him living forever as long as Gillry stays in here. Gillry can leave but only for some time before having to come back or else he will perish."
Harry slowly sat up before standing and wrapping the towel around his waist, "But I'm not Gilb- I mean Gellert, why are you okay with me being here?" Harry asked, still skeptical and on edge, not trusting the little house elf.
"Oh, Master Grindelwald said, 'if anyone is to ever find themselves in this temple, treat them as you would me. Either they were given my blessing to be here or they are an exceptional enough wizard or witch to find this place." Gillry said pretending to be Grindelwald mocking his voice and stance.
"Guess he thought of everything eh." Harry told himself wondering if this is what Grindelwald meant by everything would be explained to him. "Gillry, I would love to speak to you, but I'm in a bit of a vulnerable spot and was hoping you can give me some privacy to dry myself." Harry asked, waving his hand around showing his half naked body.
"Oh yes Master Sir, I will go now and give you the privacy needed. Here are some clothes for you also sir." Gillry replied, summoning some undergarments, with a set of black pajamas. "Gillry will be doing their duties, if Master Sir needs anything just give Gillry a shout." Gillry added going to disapparate to Merlin knows where.
"Wait Gillry," Harry called to the house elf, "My name is Harry. And it was nice to meet you." Harry added, giving a small smile to Gillry.
Gillry gave a small bow and smiled back, "It was nice to meet you too Master Harry." Before disapparating away.
'At Least he isn't mental like dobby.' Harry thought to himself, chuckling as he dried himself and getting dressed. As he was finished, Harry noticed his old prison clothing he wore for nine years and the mess of food he made was gone and cleaned up. He shrugged his shoulders guessing it was from the work of Gillry and went to lay in the bed too tired and exhausted to do anything else.
A smell filled the massive room that caused Harry to spring awake. He took a deep breath as the smells of a morning breakfast filled his nostrils. He looked towards the kitchen table and saw Gillry placing the dishes on the table. Placing two chairs across from the small table. Harry slowly got up expecting the usual pains of torture to follow but sighed in relief when realizing he was in no real danger at the moment. He approached the table before being greeted by the house elf, "Ah Master Harry good to see you finally awake. Got breakfast made and ready to be eaten." taking one of the seats for his own before floating some eggs, bacon, toast, and sausage toward his plate.
Harry nodded before sitting down and serving himself. "Good morning to you also Gillry." Harry replied before stacking his plate with everything he could manage to fit on it. Gillry only smiled as he began to eat, not paying any mind to Harry who was now stuffing his mouth in a way that would even make Ron jealous and look in awe.
After several plates of food Harry leaned back in his chair rubbing his belly and letting out a small burp apologizing to the elf for his lack of manners. Gillry only smiled and said, "It is fine Master Harry. Gillry is used to it, sometimes Master Gellert would eat like this too, very rarely though."
Harry laughed thinking how the old git he befriended for nearly a decade of his life would be acting similar to him while eating normal food. "Uhm. Gillry, speaking of Gellert, he sent me here because he told me there was something I can use to fix everything happening around us…" Harry asked ominously not wanting to say something like a time machine and make the elf think he was insane.
Gillry levitated the plates to the sink beginning to wash them before turning his head to Harry confused. "Can you possibly explain a bit more, Gillry doesn't quite understand."
Harry exhaled a deep breath hoping he didn't sound too insane. "Well what Gellert told me. It was a time Manipulator device that could take us to different times."
"Oh the Time Machine, yes Gillry knows about it." Gillry replied, going back to scrubbing the dishes by hand and magic. Ignoring Harry that looked dumbfounded that such an item existed and that Gillry called it a time machine. "It is a very dangerous item that Master Gellert fixed. If you want to know more about it, here is a diary of him writing about it." Gillry added snapping his fingers and a thick book with no writing on the cover appearing in front of Harry.
Harry opened the book seeing how Gellert had found the contraption and another diary explaining the adventures a man had gone on. being held onto by a skeleton in a deep cave when he was nine-teen years old. How Gellert read the Diary over and over breaking it up and figuring out what the item was after months of going over it. And spending several more years tinkering with it knowing if he had the power to manipulate time he could become unstoppable. Harry's eyes widen seeing the next entry be of Gellert expressing his anger on how the war with the ICW and Ally wizarding countries put him to a stop.
Him losing the war and being on the run, and his only hope using the time contraption to go back and start from square one. Harry turned the page again and was meant with another entry with yet again another irritated Grindelwald wondered how he went wrong. Harry started to flip through the pages seeing multiple entries on how every time he would change something it felt like something else was going wrong. Redoing the war over 30 times before finally putting his final entry in. Harry read the final entry finally reaching the end. 'This is my 30th time, I have failed, and will finally accept my defeat. I have come to the realization that a Dark Lord will never prevail. They will always lose in some way, if it be from the workings of fate or from their own accord. Even if someone were to go against fate they will lose in the end from another outside source… I have learned more about myself and the world than I would ever know. Soon I will be confronted by Albus and he will defeat me, but I know he will not kill me. He can not kill me even if I were to force his hand. No, he will incapacitate me and let me stand a fair trial where I will either be killed or sent to Azkaban to live the rest of my days…'
Harry closed the book and placed it down, taking his head into his hands to think. 'I have to go back, I need to prevent everything from happening. If I can put an end to Tom before everything goes to shit I can save everyone…' Harry abruptly stood. "Gillry where is this time machine?" Harry asked, beginning to fidget from nervousness and excitement of finally having the hope to fix everything. To fix his own mistakes.
"Oh, master Harry, The time machine is inside the library. But Gillry needs to warn Master Harry. You need to do… certain things before being able to use the machine." Gillry replied walking past Harry to the lever motioning him to follow along.
"What are those certain things?" Harry asked, noticing how Gillry himself looked nervous now.
"Blood Rituals Master Harry sir… Master Gellert had to go through extensive blood rituals the first time he used the time machine. Sadly he did not possess the certain family bloods of some families to go through the others. From it his magical life was slowly killed every time he traveled to where he was only half as powerful before accepting his defeat." Gillry explained going through the emotions of explaining the downfall of his master and how he butchered himself to win a war he lost in the end.
"Do… do you know the rituals Gillry?" Asked Harry trying to swallow the lump in his throat, afraid of losing the hope he had just gained.
"Gillry personally does not master Harry, but a large tome will go into detail of how to complete the Rituals." Gillry replied pulling the lever down the light going out and turning into the massive library.
Harry followed Gillry as the old house elf walked to the middle of the room and summoned a book from the wall of books catching it. Harry's heart sunk and stomach lurched seeing the book be as large as the elf itself. But also noticing the book looked like it was no more than 30 pages. Harry held out his hand as Gillry carefully gave it to him, taking a step back. Harry opened the book and felt his heart again sunk as he saw the first page. "Gi- Gillry am I reading this right? This book and time machine was created by Merlin himself? you're telling me the person who created time travel was Merlin himself?"
Gillry nodded his head with enthusiasm, "Yes Master Harry. Master Gellert himself found out the skeleton he found the items on was a thief that robbed Merlin soon after his death. And the thief soon died himself trying to use the item not knowing what it was and not performing the blood rituals had died himself and breaking the machine in the process."
Harry looked at the first page seeing the words were translated to be understood in this day and age. The first five pages explain in extensive detail how the machine worked and how to use it. The next page began explaining the blood rituals, it went into great detail how the rituals could only be done once since if the user was to fail they would die a slow and painful death. He flipped the page to then see how every ritual that could be done must be done all at once explaining how the only difference is writing the right runes down as the way to begin them started the same way. And doing just one will drain the body heavily on their magic and blood and trying to do them one by one will take years to accomplish. Harry then read that the pain from the rituals will be the most painful thing they will ever imagine. The user's body will be torn apart and rebuilt. Harry kept reading and saw the needs and reasoning behind each Ritual.
Mind - Will Grant you the gift to retain your memories after traveling and prevent the mind from being destroyed, performing this ritual will also gain you the ability to resist mind magic only by a small amount.
Body - Will help you sustain the damage your body will take reversing your age to go back in time and to sustain the travel of traveling through time. Performing this ritual will rid your body of the problems you were born with or obtained over time.
Soul - Will reinforce your soul preventing it from ripping apart and staying intact through the journey of time. (NOTE: If another soul has taken residence inside the user of the rituals it will be combined with the user. Fortunately the user will not be affected by the soul anymore than possessing their bloodlines.)
Harry paused reading the 3rd ritual wondering if souls being combined was common enough back then to be mentioned by Merlin and even translated by Gellert himself. Shrugging the thought off since he had no reason to worry about such a thing, Harry continued reading on to the final Ritual.
Magic- Will prevent the damage your magic may take from using the machine. If this ritual is not performed traveling will still be possible but your magic may still be damaged each time using it. (blood of an ancient family needed. Example: Peverell, Potter, Gaunt, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff) Performing Ritual will enhance the User's magic awakening their bloodline will grant them their families physical and magical gifts.
Note: Magic Ritual is the most dangerous and advise anyone without the blood of any of the old families to not try performing it as it will fail and leave you as a squib leaving you in extreme pain until the day you die.
Harry froze reading the description of the fourth, seeing his surname be written down curious on how old his family actually was to be considered an "ancient" family. It looked like there were many more names but Gellert didn't translate them for some reason. Harry looked up from the ancient book and asked Gillry. "Gillry does the library by any chance have a book showing the family tree of the Potters?"
Gillry rubbed his chin before holding up his hand and summoned a very large and thick book. He placed the book in front of Harry causing him to pale, finally being able to read and learn about his family. Harry looked at the book seeing 'POTTERS' written in deep golden letters under it the crest of a shield with a knight's helmet in the middle with two griffons on the left and right standing straight holding a great word and what looked like a Wand.
Harry opened the book and saw the first page went into great detail how the name Potter came to be. Starting with one of the first knights to ever be. Was granted a castle by his king and a lady of his choosing. How the lady he chose was one of the Potion makers for the king and how she accepted. They bore three children, two boys and one girl all being Wizards. And going on to lead their fathers own army as one before dying in the line of battle. one of the sons having several of his own while the two others had daughters. And how those sons were born as wizards. Following in their families path leading armies and being knights of their own right for several generations it followed until one of the boys down those several generations married a daughter of the Peverell's having multiple boys and girls having the potter name go on as the Peverell name merged. Harry read on and on seeing the pattern that every Potter man or woman became a knight or Battle Mage, even going as far as the squibs of his ancestors fighting for muggle wars. Harry finally reached the end where the book was somehow updated to show him being the last remaining Potter, the rest living a full life or dying from battle. Leaving him feeling ashamed how he was born as a runt compared to his ancestors barely reaching the height of five and a half feet and always being a stick of a boy and even more now living off of scraps. Even a child would barely survive off of. Harry let his tears fall down silently cursing himself for being so weak and single handedly ruining his family's legacy by being branded a murderer and Dark lord puppet. Instantly his sadness was replaced with Anger slamming the book closed and standing up wiping his tears.
"Gillry please show me where I can Perform the blood ritual." Harry asked with renewed Vigor in his voice, promising to himself and his family before he will fix everything and bring them honor once again.
"Yes, master Harry." Gillry replied, jumping from the boom in Harry's voice leading him in the middle of the room snapping his fingers causing the carpet underneath and little furniture to disappear leaving a smooth stone floor in its place.
Harry grabbed the large book for the blood rituals again and studied over the Runes carefully carving them in a circle, each one having to be made a new circle that was extended over the other one. After eight hours Harry stood up and frowned seeing he only finished the first rune circle.
"Master Harry… From what I remember when Master Gellert created the runes it took him ten days each circle taking more and more time to complete. The last one took nearly four days, and that's without the final one. If you do plan on adding the final circle it will take another five days if not six days to complete. Also Gillry advices that Master Harry train his body."
Harry looked at Gillry questioningly, "Train my body? But how come?" the Body rune will just do it for me."
"That may be true, Master Harry Sir… But, your body won't survive the runes to begin with. It has been neglected for a long time I can tell." Gillry replied with a grimace.
Harry hated to admit it but the house elf was right. Harry needed to begin training his body in some fashion, even if it meant just surviving the damn ritual. "Do you have any idea where I can train?"
At that Gillry smiled, "Of course Master Harry Sir. Follow Gillry if you please." He said, walking towards the lever again and pulled it down once Harry was next to him. After a quick flick of light the room was replaced with a flat room covered in matts. The middle of the room scattered with work out equipment of every kind imaginable. With the edge of the room being what could only resemble a muggles track.
"For Gellert to have a disdain for muggles, he sure used their things." Harry chuckled to himself.
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It had been nearly a month since Harry began drawing the runes and working out. After the first two days of drawing the runes he realized how terrible they looked and became worried of how they might react. So Harry started over taking his time on each and every rune with as much precision as he possibly could. After six hours of that he would begin his work outs, pushing himself to the absolute limit every time. Then he would eat as much as possible before going to bed and doing it all over.
He thought about training, but quickly came to the conclusion that he'll be his young self again and could train then. He didn't want to risk being in this time any longer than he wanted to and prayed every night he wouldn't be found. Finally though it had been a near month when Harry stood up and sighed with accomplishment. He had finished the runes, and they looked as close as he could possibly get them to be.
Harry also felt his body was ready for the ritual, sure he didn't have muscle or anything spectacular, but he had gained some weight back and felt his body growing stronger by each day. He just wanted the bare minimum since once he went back he would be in his twelve year old body again.
"I think I'm ready Gillry." Harry said while looking over the runes once again.
Gillry only nodded before stepping away from the rune circles twisting his hands in worry. Harry took a deep breath before pointing Tonks' stolen wand at the runes and began chanting under his breath.
Slowly, the runes began to glow bright and brighter with each word chanted before beginning to emit a light of that nearly blinded Harry. After several minutes of chanting the light died down until it became dull and dark once again. Harry took a deep breath and looked around. "That wasn't so bad, did I-"
As if on cue, the runes lit up as bright as before and Harry felt what he could only imagine was a punishment worse than hell. First was his head, he began to scream something he didn't think was possible. Not even during all the times of torture did he feel the pain he was feeling at that moment. His brain was feeling like it had turned into a liquid before reforming back, and then doing it over and over again.
After several long minutes, the pain subsided and once Harry took a deep breath the next started. The pain was just as bad as the last time only for his body. It felt like every single possible inch of his body was being reformed and destroyed before being remodeled again. At that point Harry regretted this and wished he was back in Azkaban right now.
After another set of minutes passed Harry felt the pain subside and he began panting, "What was next? The soul?" Harry whimpered. At that, like some cruel joke. Percy felt something he wouldn't wish on his worst enemy. He felt his very being of a person begin to tear and pull apart. As if he was dying and coming back to life over and over again within seconds. He couldn't even react to the pain as he felt like death was taking him before he could truly react. Then he felt something, something that wasn't his. He felt it be ripped from his own soul before being ripped into pieces of its own and then merging back into Harry's.
After the soul portion finished, Harry only laid there unmoving. Already awaiting the final ritual. Then it happened, his blood felt like it began to boil and he felt what he could only guess was his magic begin to go what he assumed was sub-zero. He didn't even react anymore as he laid there twitching and writhing in silence, praying for it to all end.
After what felt like hours to Harry, it finally ended. Once Harry felt the pain disappear he let out a deep breath of air and fell unconscious.
~~~SCENE~~~
Harry opened his eyes and found himself in his bed. "Gillry must have brought me here." Harry whispered to himself looking around.
"Gillry did indeed Master Harry Sir," Replied Gillry, who was sitting at the bedside. Holding a wet cloth.
"How long was I out for Gillry?" Harry asked, beginning to sit up in his bed, feeling surprisingly great, which was surprising, saying that last time he felt anything was something he knew was worse than death.
"Two weeks, Master Harry Sir." Gillry replied, setting down the wet cloth and standing on the chair. Making sure to stretch his legs and arms.
"I'm guessing since I'm still alive that everything went well?" Harry asked Rhetorically.
Gillry nodded his head, "Yes Master Harry Sir. Everything went well, all things considered…"
Harry nodded his head and rubbed his face. He felt amazing, like he was reborn again. He had never felt like this before, even when he was younger. "I guess it's time for me to be going then." Harry said, sure he had just woken up from his coma. But, he was so close, so close to seeing the ones he loved again that he couldn't give a damn.
Gillry only nodded before disappearing and reappearing with the contraption Harry had seen in the memories. "Remember Master Harry Sir… the you in the past will disappear and you will take its place appearing in the time you choose wherever you use the time machine."
Harry only nodded, he thought for a second of apparating in front of the Dursleys before using the contraption, but thought better of it. He would just Apparate there after the fact, he had been practicing and grown confident in his apparition skills. He just hoped to transfer to his younger self correctly. 'But that was an issue for an earlier time' he thought to himself.
Harry held the contraption and examined it carefully, he had made sure to read everything that he could on this thing. The last thing he needed was to somehow mess it up and get himself killed. Slowly he got up from the bed and slowly walked to the middle of the room.
As he looked it over and began to carefully move around the dials he stopped as he noticed something. "Uhhhh… Gillry."
"Yes Master Harry Sir?"
"Why does this thing have two dials?"
"Oh sir, one is for subtracting your current age and the other is for subtracting the current year." Gillry replied nonchalantly.
"Interesting," Harry Murmured to himself as he began to set the dials, "So age subtract eleven years… and years set back to eleven year- oops went over to thirteen… I can go past twelve?" Harry said to himself.
Harry's eyes widened and he nearly dropped the contraption. "Gillry, Is what I'm thinking possible?" Harry asked, feeling his mouth go dry and begin to shake.
"Well… I don't know Master Harry Sir… Master Gellert never tried doing so." Gillry replied getting quieter with each word as he was realizing what Harry was contemplating.
"I can go back further… I can prevent this all… I can save so many people…" Harry said to himself, licking his lips as his eyes stared at the year's dial.
Gillry went to speak, "Master Harry Sir… Gellert said that going to a time you don't belong could have consequences…"
"Gillry… at this point in time, I'm a dead man anyways. If I can go back and change this all… Even if it means I die in the end then I will gladly do that." Harry whispered as he slowly began to move the dial more and more until he got to thirty six years.
"I can make sure they never witness death." Harry whispered once again before pressing down on the button without a second thought.
Harry kept staring at the contraption, thinking of finally seeing his parents. Slowly his eyes moved again looking at the dials one last time before the contraption changed and his expression turned one to horror. The years subtracted were correct, the issue was the age… he forgot to change the damn age! He still had it set to twelve. His mind began to race as the contraption slowly morphed into a blob that began to coat his body.
He was fine, once he appeared in that time he'll just go back one more year and set his age to something older… could he even do that? Was it even possible to go Forward in time?! Was his last thought before the blob covered his head and everything went to black.
After what felt like only mere seconds, Harry found himself on the floor. Panting heavily and sweating profusely. "Where is the damn thing?!" He said to himself, beginning to search the floor. Not noticing his high pitched voice.
Harry felt his hand hit something and grabbed it. A nervous expression on his face before it dropped to a look of horror… The machine was in shambles. He looked at it, not being able to take his eyes off of it. Not even noticing his smaller stature.
"You aren't Master Gellert." Said the voice that Harry grew fond of.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of my harry potter Fic, for the readers of "A Spartan Reborn" DO NOT WORRY. I am not giving up on the story, I just decided to finally post a new story to balance out from burning myself out on writing a single story. ALSO before you even accuse me. No, I didn't slap out a 13k chapter in a few days. This chapter has been written for nearly two years now.
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