AN: Thank you for being so patient, unfortunately, the story is not as of yet complete. I'm working on it but I've had a busy year as I graduated from university and what not. I usually only post after I have completed but I wanted to give you all a teaser before I begin posting closer to the end of the summer. Think of it as the trailer for the story. I post on different sites under different pen names. This is the sequel to Life Altering Changes. If you have not read LAC, I would not advise reading this story. It would not be as fulfilling. So please read the first story then come back and see what happens.

Rating: M

Warnings: None as of yet, but I will post them as they arise

Summary: Returning from the past, what now lies ahead of our time travellers? Harry and Draco have indeed returned to their time but now must come to terms with the changes they have made, for better or worse.

Prologue

The world was in shambles.

Following the defeat of the Dark Lord Voldemort, the wizarding world was left to pick up the many pieces. Harry Potter had delivered the final blow, as had been foretold long ago. In the end, he had been left utterly alone.

Well, not completely alone.

His only salvation had come in the form of his one time enemy, Draco Malfoy. The once malicious, muggle hating, pureblood was the only person Harry the Triumphant could rely on.

Having fallen into depression Harry was bereft. The Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had sent Harry back in time to remedy their losses. Draco was sent along to ensure Harry's safety and success.

The men had journeyed to the past, meeting up with their young parents. Friendships were made and enemies conquered.

The men were successful in their mission. Harry even managing to seduce a Slytherin.

Everything seemed to have gone well.

But...it had not.

The spell the Headmaster had used to send the teens back in time required that the time travellers remain in the past for a minimum of 10-12 months. For some reason that clause of the spell had been overlooked, in the Headmaster's haste to right past wrongs.

The men had been whisked away from the Hospital Wing, but when the exact time 20 years later arrived for the men to reappear, they did not.

No one knew where they could be.

Research was done to see what had gone wrong and the small print was finally read.

All everyone could do was wait, and pray to the long forgotten Gods that the men would be all right.

In a dark room, high in a tower a figure awoke. Her dark inky eyes filled with pain as long forgotten memories coursed through her, once magically blocked, mind.

Her pained screams went unheard.

Collapsing on her bed once again, her eyes flew open.

She remembered.

She remembered everything.

They would pay. Every last one of them.

She would get what she was owed.

No one, no one would stand in her way.

She cackled evilly as she blasted the photograph of two people on her nightstand to pieces.

No one.