The Mirror of Time ~a Harry Potter Next Generation Fanfiction
Sister story for the upcoming "NextGen: Golden Age"
Summary: Scorpius and Hailey Malfoy were having a sleep over at the Potter's with Rose and her brother, Hugo Weasley, when there was this magic mirror that turned up, sucking them up into the past during the summer before Harry's fifth year. Will they be able to solve the mystery regarding this mirror, or will they be stuck forever? [Done many times, but please check out my version.]
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and its characters, but the plot is mine.
Teddy Lupin – 25 years old
Victoire Weasley – 22 years old
Dominique Weasley – 20 years old
Louis Weasley – 18 years old
Molly Weasley – 18 years old
Lucy Weasley – 15 years old
Fred Weasley II – 17 years old
Roxanne Weasley – 15 years old
Rose Weasley – 16 years old
Hugo Weasley – 14 years old
James S. Potter – 17 years old
Albus Potter – 16 years old
Lily Potter – 14 years old
Scorpius Malfoy – 16 years old
Hailey Malfoy – 16 years old
Lysander Scamander – 15 years old
Lorcan Scamander – 14 years old
PROLOGUE:
An old bearded man, otherwise known as Father Time, paced back and forth restlessly.
He shouldn't have taken the bet. He shouldn't have.
He knew that Death was tricky, and then he would have to disobey nature's laws. But his word is his word. He can't change it.
The enchanted mirror gleamed faintly beside him, as if waiting for his judgment.
He took the mirror, with the silver elegant linings that denoted its power and magic. He clasped it gently on a chain, placed it on his pocket, and sat down on his chair.
He'll be in grave danger after this.
The blonde haired man scrambled back panicked, his wand pointed at Father Time defensively.
Father Time raised his hand to calm the man down, and sat down on a chair the man was sure not there before. "I need you to do something for me."
The man looked at him suspiciously. "Why would I do something for you?"
"Because, what you will do can vouch for the safety of your family, and the entire world." Father Time replied plainly, his blue eyes shifting from the man to his left side pocket.
He put his hand inside the pocket and pulled out a circle, silver locket. "Give this to your daughter, and things will be right again."
Without any other noise, he vanished.
The man stared at the locket on his hands with horror.
Author's Note: Well, what do you think? I'm going over experimental here, and I'll be waiting in three weeks' time for some reviews, follows, or favorites. Or better yet, all of the three. If not, I shall discontinue it, put it up for adoption, or simply delete it. (I'm still deciding) Toodle- doo!