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2011 New Years Eve

There is nothing left. I cant find anymore survivors. I am alone.

Alone.

Its funny. They called the Mayans crazy. Said they knew nothing of doomsday. Turns out, they were right. They knew. And we didn't listen.

Voldemort was killed in '98. Should have been the end of it. Should have been the last we heard of the dark lord. We went on with our lives. But Tom Riddle was a vindictive bastard.

Riddle had a fail-safe. A sort of dead mans switch, if you will. We wondered, when we heard stories of the first war, why Riddle never released his army of inferi. Well, we found out why.

It began in 1970, during Voldemorts first rise, he was attacking everything in sight, and fear spread in the hearts of all that opposed him. He attacked Hogsmeade that summer, and he fought his first battle against Dumbledore. There's simply no other way to put it. He got his ass whipped. It was the first time he had ever contemplated what would happen if he lost. As I said before, Riddle was a petty, petty man.

He decided if he couldn't rule the world, then he would ruin it for everyone left alive.

1972 He began his experimentation with the magical structure of inferi, after two years of research, and the results were more than he could have imagined. He wanted to make them immune to fire, he wanted to make them more durable, faster, more dangerous. He failed to do any of those things. What he DID manage to do, was make them infectious.

Inferi were resurrected corpses. That's all they were. Voldemort's inferi were like brainless vampires. They were incredibly weak in small groups, but he mutated them, gave them the ability to transform other people, and even creatures, with a bite, a scratch or even accidentally getting the inferi dna inside you.

His newly mutated inferi were of course no use to him on his rise to power. They cannot simply maim his enemies, they only killed or transformed. He also could not control them except in small groups of 25 or less. They were his last resort to destroy the world in the event of his unlikely death.

In 1998, I defeated Riddle during the battle of Hogwarts. It was an exhilarating moment. I felt powerful. I had done what I was destined to do. I could finally rest. But of course, as always, things had to go wrong.

I married Ginerva Molly Weasley on the 1st of August in the year 1999. I had my whole life planned out. We would have two or three kids, enjoy a long life, raise Teddy Lupin as our own son and things would be great.

By the summer of 2000 I had already begun several affairs with the many women that surrounded me constantly. Ginny was boring. She had none of the passion she showed in the final battle. I was disappointed in her. She also balked at the idea of sex with me, wanting nothing to do with children, preferring a lavish lifestyle with no responsibility. As would most 18 year old women with the millions of galleons she had at her disposal. She could not, would not, fulfill any of my sexual needs.

So I found some women who could.

Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, Padma Patil, Astoria Greengrass, Fleur's sister Gabriel, I was plowing anything that moved. Hermione's First son was mine, Hugo Potter, we blood adopted him into the Weasley family. We kept that a secret, and not one person knew. Hermione didnt love me though, she wanted sex with a man who wasn't as disgusting as Ron was. I still don't know why they married.

Luna left Neville to be with me, I didn't return the favor. She loved me with all her heart. Unfortunately I was a young 19 year old man, who didnt truly want to settle down. She got a bit clingy, so I told her to either get back with Neville or get lost, but she cant stay with me. She killed herself out of sorrow, or at least, that's what her father told me. Neville stopped speaking to me at that point.

Fleur was disgusted at what I did with her younger sister, but she kept her mouth shut for the sake of the Weasleys. The fact that she owed me for saving her life, not just during my fourth year, but also during the final battle might have also had something to do with it. Gabriel was a half veela, I didnt know the translation meant possessive bitch. I dumped her when she demanded I stop talking to ANY other female period. Ridiculous!

Padma was bethrothed to some guy, and i was fine with that. She said she wanted to experiment, and I was glad to help. Once she got married, she simply stopped coming around.

My final fling was Astoria, but when Draco found out I was giving his Wife-to-Be the business, he lost it and ratted me out. Ginerva was crushed. None of my friends wanted anything to do with me after that, so I took Astoria (who had broken her marriage contract with Draco) and Teddy (Whose grandmother dared to try and keep me from him) and we left into hiding. That's what ultimately saved us from having to suffer through the beginning of this madness.

When Voldemort was still alive, he created a rune sequence that kept his army of 10,000 inferi in stasis. I dont know enough about the runes he used, but from what im told, he had it set so that if his soul were ever to completely leave this plane of existence, the runes would fail and spread his army throughout Britain.

It began slowly. During my many escapades from 1999-2000, His army was slowly turning anything they could find into these beings. The only way to stop them was to destroy the brain. They were attracted by lights, sounds, and movement. Easily distracted though they were, they were also incredibly dangerous. Muggles began disappearing slowly over that year. This should have alerted us that something was wrong, but again, my many indulgences were plastered throughout the pages of the Daily Prophet distracting the whole wizarding world.

In 2001 a group of over 500 attacked Diagon Alley. The magical world was stunned. In one move, our gold, and many of the stores that supplied everything that the wizarding world of Britain needed to survive had been destroyed. No one could step into the alley without being killed within seconds. The Ministry of Magic was begged for a solution to these monsters. They sent in a squad of Aurors to Diagon Alley, and only one Auror came back. Neville Longbottom was the only survivor, and he claimed they were Inferi, but different. It was just so different from what they were used too, as they weren't repelled by fire, it only made them more dangerous. They never made it past the Leaky Cauldron. But they did make a discovery. The Goblins had been slaughtered. There were none left, and it came as a blow. After all, there were Goblin rebellions prevalent throughout wizarding history. To find out that they had been wiped out let the Ministry know just how much of a threat they were.

They asked for assistance, from the French Ministry, but they minister of magic was Gabriels father, and he denied any pleas for help. They asked the Americans, but they were staying out of it. They asked the Russian Ministry, The Spanish Ministry, The Asian Ministry, and not one said they would help.

And then the inferi managed to overrun an airport. The planes were told to take off and try and get as many people to safety, not knowing they were carrying the virus with them everywhere they went. They got to France, Spain, Italy, Bulgaria, Germany, and Ireland. This caused a mass panic. The muggles were prepared to drop their nuclear weapons on the entirety of Europe. Borders were closed in an attempt to save lives.

It was all a waste of time.

By late 2004, The inferi were wandering around by the millions. Killing one caused the rest to swarm wherever you were. There were isolated patches of civilization, but most people had died. I myself, had been holed up in Number Four Privet Drive. Astoria had been raising Teddy and was a great mother. We were living behind the fidelious charm, with Astoria as secret keeper. And then the charm failed. I still don't know what happened. My suspicion is that the inferi were beginning to feed on magic. But like I said it was just a guess.

They swarmed in. Astoria died instantly, attacked by 10 with no real skills to prevent her death. I fought with everything I had. There were simply too many. I grabbed teddy and apparated away. When I came to Hogwarts, they swarmed us again. Same with the Ministry and Diagon Alley. Eventually we made it to the Forrest of Dean. Turns out im not the only one who remembered.

Hermione, Neville, Draco, Lavender, Parvati, and Blaise Zabini were all there. Susan Bones's Daughter Amelia and Hugo, my illegitimate son were there as well. I asked to be updated once everyone put their wands down. Apparently when Ron found out Hermione had cheated on him, he began beating her and the child. Neville killed him. Draco and Blaise were with Lavender in the ministry when it fell to these demons. Parvati was with Susan Bones in Diagon alley shopping with their children as well as Padma and Hannah. Parvati grabbed Amelia and ran. They never took the chance to look back. Shows how much Gryffindor courage she has right? Although I suppose if she had, it would have meant her death as well.

We pooled what information we had. Apparently the transformation wasn't instant. It took 12 hours to change. It began with shivers, which began uncontrollable spasms of the muscles. Vomiting, then bleeding from the eyes. It ended with suffocation as the skin in your throat died and stopped functioning so that you can breather. The virus was unstoppable. No one who contracted it survived.

So we lived. Moving place to place, trying to raise the children, scavenging for food. We listened on the wireless as France fell, Then Russia, America, Korea, Japan... No one could stop them. We broadcast on our own station where we would be next, as well as a call for any other survivors. Unfortunately by 2007, there were simply too many of them. We started losing people.

It started with Amelia Bones. She was always a curious child, oh so curious. Too curious for her own good. We told her to stay by camp where the protection charms were. She followed a butterfly all the way to the ward line. When she passed it, she made it ten steps.

"HELPPPPPPPPPP-URkk..."

When she screamed it went on for miles. We apparated to the camp site to find Teddy holding back Hugo while crying. By now he was almost ten. He knew what it meant to cross the ward line. The only thing we found left of Amelia was her right arm. Her scream still echoes in my head. Parvarti disappeared a week later.

Blaise was the quiet type. We never really got close to him. When Hugo got dragon pox a couple months later, he was the first person to volunteer to go. I volunteered, as did Draco. We told Neville he had to stay behind to protect Lavender and Hermione. Teddy was too young and he knew it. Didnt stop him from wanting to come He was furious but In the end he didnt have a choice. We told Neville if we werent back in a day to go on without us.

We apparated to St. Mungos. Our goal was to find some potions or at least the supply closet. We silenced our shoes, and disillusioned our bodies. We held each others shoulder the whole way through. We made it to the closet no problem. When we got there though, Draco couldn't keep the gasp inside. I don't blame him it was some messed up shit. There were hundreds of the inferi crammed into the room. Several were eating old bodies, most were raiding the closet we needed to get supplies from. Unfortunately in our shock, we forgot that we hadn't silenced our mouths.

It was only when several inferi began looking in our direction that I realized we might be in trouble. I tried to pull on Draco's shoulder. I didn't get a response. I pulled harder and that was when one moved forward suddenly. Goddam Blaise panicked. He shot off a stupefy. Of course, it didn't work, it washed over the inferi like water. What it did accomplish was attracting the attention of every one of the damn things. I dropped my disillusionment and yelled out.

"We gotta get the Fuck outta here!"

They dropped their charms and we ran. We used shield charms, the flame whip, the repelling charm, anything that kept them away. Suddenly from behind I heard a desperate cry.

"Tantellegra!"

I spun around to see Blaise had cursed Draco. He had tripped, legs flailing wildly, dropping his wand and his panicked eyes met mine as we both came to realize that Draco wouldn't be leaving alive. He screamed out in despair before he was grabbed by the ankle, the arm, and suddenly I couldn't see him anymore, all I could see was limbs and blood. I spun around and shot off a stupefy at Blaise's back. He threw up a shield and apparated away. I apparated away at the same time and when I came to the clearing, Blaise was holding Lavender at wandpoint.

"I got scratched by one of them Harry! Its fucking in me! I know it is! Its only a matter of time! But i'll be damned if I go out without taking one of you with me!"

Neville shouted across to me, " Harry what the fuck happened?! Wheres Draco?"

I spun and turned to Hermione and Neville.

"Get Teddy. Get Hugo. We are leaving."

Lavenders eyes grew wide. " Potter you cant leave me-"

" Shut UP! I have to save my family. I don't have time too waste. GRAB THE BOYS AND LETS GO!"

Neville's eyes hardened and he put his hand on Hermione's shoulder. She calmed down and her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Lavender with apologetic eyes. Lavender began to scream as Blaise dragged her back to camp, cursing Harry with all her might.

As Neville and Hermione walked up to me with Teddy behind them, not one of them would look me in the eye.

I said, "Where's Hugo?"

Silence.

"Neville?" Head down. "Hermione?" She was sobbing. So my only biological son was dead. 7 years the boy lived. I went numb.

"Fuck it." I grabbed Teddy and apparated to France.

Teddy and I lived in France, quite safe for 4 years. I broke into someones house, and warded it until I was dizzy with exhaustion We weren't the perfect father-son relationship, but he was alive and that's all that mattered. Up until a few months ago. It was Halloween. Always is. Things had cooled down. With a lack of food, many of the inferi turned on each other. The terrifying thing was that they began eating magical creatures. There are now undead trolls, undead dragons, undead sphinx just running around Paris. And from what the wireless said, all around the world as well. It was me and Teddy against the world. Me, a 31 year old man, and his 12 year old adopted son. We were going to make it. At least thats what I told him every night.

For the past 2 years I had been researching runes, time, space, and the manipulation of it. It would require a lot of power, as well as much sacrifice, but I believed that we could send our minds, not our bodies back in time. Back before this hellish nightmare began. I used several complex runes, entwined with the runes for mind, time, space, memory, and I had it completed. Two desperate years of raiding abandoned stores for food, of searching through muggle hospitals for medical supplies.

The Rune sequence was specially designed. I don't think it ever could be replicated again. It required powdered fairy wings, combined with the heart of a phoenix, and the soul of a centaur. Fairies for the manipulation of time. Its pretty messed up, but that explains why there were no more time turners. The phoenix heart was from Fawkes. It represented the death of our bodies, and the rebirth of our younger selves with older memories. Fawkes apparently sensed the need. After Dumbledore died, we thought he would be gone forever. Turns out he was dying. Luckily he felt the need to do one last good deed before he died. Then the soul of a centaur. I deduced from my calculations that all we had too do was sacrifice a centaur in the center of my ruinic circle, to receive the effects of bending the space around us. This was important because The runes determine what date and time we sent our minds too, but without being able to bend space out of the way of our intended target we could miss and accidentally posses someone else's body. In a fucked up way, i'm glad the ministry began capturing the magical creatures of the world, otherwise, finding Firenze chained up in the hall of mysteries would have been nothing but a pipe dream. He of course protested the sacrifice of his life, but i'm far past the point of caring.

I gathered the blood necessary for the runes, mixing both my blood, and Teddy's blood in order to make us compatible to the ritual. I had it all planned out. We would wait until New years eve, and on the First second of the First day, we would go back, using the boost in all magic done on that day. Teddy never made it.

Halloween of 2011. We had been laying low, both of us more paranoid as the days grew longer, we were both eager to get to new years. The Inferi in Paris had taken to wandering the streets by day and night, searching for food. It was common to see fights between the undead as they struggled for food.

Teddy had been getting antsy. How could he not? He was a twelve year old boy. He wanted to leave the safety of our home. I told him no, I told him it would be too dangerous. He didn't listen.

It was around six in the evening when I realized it. The air wasn't full of the groans that were a constant part of our day. It meant the inferi had found some prey, and it was safe to raid. I went to go wake teddy.

He wasn't in his room.

My stomach sank. I checked the bathroom, the kitchen, the closet, it didn't have to make sense where he was, as long as I found him. I didn't. I rushed outside, hurriedly putting on my disillusionment and silencing charms as I dashed down the street. I ran to the park. It was Teddy's favorite place to play when the inferi were gone. As I got closer I realized the groans were louder, mixed with howling, and roaring. I sped up.

As I ran atop the hill that sat above the playground I could see a large crowd of inferi, surrounding a slide that I could clearly see was blocked in. I could hear terrified screams of help as I looked on in horror. There were at least 300 of them and more were coming. I took off my charms and screamed.

" TEDDY!"

I waited. One heartbeat. Two heartbeats. Three-

"DADDYYYYYYYY! HELP!"

several inferi looked back at my yell, but turned back when they couldn't see me. I sent a wave of fiendfire at them. The inferi moved apart when the flames swooped down from above. The undead werewolves whimpered and ran around them. The undead troll just swiped at it with a club. I let out a bang with my wand. Several inferi looked at me but most ignored it. I let out a louder one, and still nothing. I cast a sonorous charm, and did it once more. It sounded like a bomb went off. Every one of them froze. Then, almost as one, they looked in my direction. I let off another. The troll roared and that's when all of them raced up the hill trying to get to me first.

"TEDDY DONT MOVE!"

I apparated back about 50 feet, and as the hoard of inferi came closer I spread flames and summoned birds to distract them. As they all got to the top of the hill in search of me I apparated back to the slide. There were none left. A few inferi were still running up the hill but otherwise, it was deserted. I cautiously called out to my son.

"Teddy? Are you here?"

There was silence. My heart was racing.

There was a sharp cracking sound, almost like someone clapped their hands. The blocked off side of the slide fell off and suddenly I had my arms full. I looked down to see his tear-stained face and I grabbed him, apparated home, and never looked back. We sat on his bed, hugging for almost an hour. Then he asked if he could take a shower. I said of course, left, went to make dinner. I thought nothing of it. He sat in our living room, facing the fireplace. I placed his plate beside him and went to sit by the wireless.

A few hours went by. I realized that I never heard him go to his room. I figured he fell asleep on the couch. I got up, walked inside and I realized that the body in the chair looked too still. I hesitantly took a step in,then another, until I was behind him. I reached down and when I touched his shoulder, Teddy swirled around to face me. Except it wasn't Teddy.

It was an Inferi.

And then I slowly realized as I stumbled back that-no, it wasn't JUST an inferi. It was TEDDY-only he had become an inferi!

Teddy growled at me and lunged. My eyes widened and more out of reflex than any thought, I whipped out my wand and fired a diffindo at his neck. The body crashed into me as the weight of what I had just done settled on my shoulders. I just killed the only other person I had left. Teddy was dead.

I Was Alone.

I Am Alone.

And so I waited. Waited until new years. Waited until I could go back and change this. Waited until I could fix what I had done wrong. My affairs, My marriage, I could warn everyone of the inferi and save Teddy. I kept looking for survivors using the wireless. It was no use. I played the same message everyday though, hoping, praying for someone to answer.

"My name is Harry Potter. I am in the heart of Paris, France, and I am looking for anyone who needs help. I will meet you at the Eiffel Tower at Midday every day, at the very point. If anyone can hear me, please come. My name is Harry Potter."

No one ever came.

So here I am. New years eve. 11:59 PM. I am going back to 2000. The Runes are charged. I am ready. The seconds count down as the magic in the room swirls. The power of this ritual is greater than any magic I have ever witnessed before. Its like a maelstrom, swirling, spinning, ripping, tearing. The fairy dust spins, I could see Fawkes's heart disintegrating, Firenze's soul separating from his body, all of it a mixture of colors, and lights, and sounds, and as the magic grabbed me, and surged through my body, I could feel it ripping and tearing away, mixing with the seconds, intensifying as the seconds went on.

Three seconds to new years.

My body is nearly gone now.

Two seconds to new years.

I can feel the magic bending time and space around me.

One second.

A burst of light flashes across my eyes and all I can see is white.

I come too feeling cramped, and hurting in ways I never thought imaginable. I open my eyes, instantly becoming dizzy. I giggle slightly as I realize that I made it. I can change everything. I can-

"BOY GET OUT HERE AND MAKE BREAKFAST!"

-find out how the fuck I traded one hellhole for another.

SO! I'm back, sorry for the wait, id make excuses, but, no one wants to hear that. This is a new story that i'm posting, don't expect regular updates, but I will try and keep the chapters as long, or longer than, this one. Please let me know what you think, and if you think I went into enough detail. I was trying to set the scene, but not give too much away, I wanted to have several flashbacks, as Harry's past will affect the way he makes decisions now. Thanks for reading!