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Summery: Time Travel Fic. Harry is now seventeen and Voldemort decides to attack Hogwarts. Harry is hit with a spell with unknown results. Later Harry must follow Voldemort into the past, where his parents are in their last year, in order to stop Voldemort from doing the worst.

Last Time:

The four marauders followed Harry down to the dungeons where Harry then bent over to tie his shoe. James decided then that this is where they would talk.

"I though I told you to stay away from Lily." He was surprised when Harry didn't jump in surprise but instead just stayed on the ground.

"Actually you said I was not to hurt Lily in anyway or you would make my life so terrible, I would run away from this place forever." Suddenly James found Harry standing up right in front of him with his wand pointing right in his face.

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Dumbledore was pacing in his office thinking about his students. Or really about the new boy who had arrived a few days prior. This new boy, Harry, was confusing him; immensely so. He said he grew up in an orphanage and had only his name, yet Dumbledore sensed more to him. He remembered when the boy was fighting Tom. He withstood the Cruciatus Curse and was able to call his wand to him wandlessly. After two days, most all his injuries had been healed and he seemed to only feel a slight stiffness.

Warning bells were going off in Dumbledore's head. This boy reminded him too much of another. Of one Tom Riddle yet something was different about them. Especially how Harry seemed to believe more in love then in power. He had told Tom so when they were fighting. But Dumbledore could not help but be suspicious of Harry.

Dumbledore sighed. He would just have to keep a close eye on him. Hopefully a better one then the one he had had on Tom Riddle.

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Harry stood there with his wand still pointed at his father's face. He kept the emotion off his face for when this close, James would be able to see it in a heartbeat.

Sirius was standing shocked behind and to the side of James. James was one of the best duelers in their year, how had this boy got the upper hand on him? Remus and Peter who were just behind Sirius and James were just as stunned as Sirius. Remus decided now was a good time to see if any teachers were around at the moment before paying attention to his friend.

James stared right at Harry, not even bothering trying to hide his emotions. When Harry had first drawn his wand, he was surprised while now he was angry. Ever since he was younger, James had wanted to be an Auror when he finished school. He should have noticed Harry doing something. Especially since Harry all of a sudden decided to stop right in the middle of the dungeon to tie his shoe when he could have done so before they left the Great Hall. But James was angrier with Harry then with himself. He had the nerve to steal his girlfriend and then hold him at wand point!

Sirius seemed to be the first one to snap out of his shocked state and he moved his hand slowly – as to not catch Harry's attention – towards his wand.

"If you move your hand anymore, Black, your friend here won't be recognizable anymore," Harry said without even moving his black eyes from James' face. What made the threat even more intimidating was that Harry said it coldly, calmly and quietly.

Again Sirius was shocked. How had Harry seen him move his hand? And how had he known his name? He was pretty sure that he himself hadn't told Harry what his first name was let alone his last name; unless he had gotten it from Lily. But he pushed those thoughts away as he concentrated back on his hostage friend. He wisely didn't move his hand anymore towards his wand.

"Well, what are you waiting for Harry? Why don't you hex me right here?" James sneered. He didn't know why he was taunting Harry since at that moment, Harry had control over whether or not he did hex James. Or did worse.

But the truth was, Harry couldn't curse his father. Even if he was an arrogant git, he was his father albeit younger and not knowing he even had a son.

"What is going on here?" came a new voice. In a split second, Harry had his wand back up his sleeve and was standing harmlessly to the side. He moved so quickly that anyone just arriving would question if he ever had James at wand point. Actually that was what was happening right now.

Professor Slughorn, the Potions Master for Hogwarts, had come around the corner to go to his class when he heard voices of students who sounded angry. He had gone to investigate and saw the new boy holding James Potter at wand point… or had he? Now the boy was off to the side and Slughorn had no idea is he had been imagining the entire thing. Growing impatient, he spoke again.

"Well? Is one of you going to answer my question? What is going on here?" Slughorn repeated. The Marauders stood there in shock. What were they supposed to answer? That James had been at wand point? By the new kid who was now a good distance away from James? But Slughorn knew James was one of the best duelers, so would they believe them? However they were saved from having to think of something when Harry spoke up.

"Nothing Professor. I was just walking to class with James and his friends'. They were telling me a rather exciting story and I guess we got carried away with demonstrating and everything," said Harry as a small blush appeared on his cheeks and he looked down at the floor, apparently embarrassed.

Professor Slughorn looked between the boys before a huge grin came on to his face. "Not a problem, not a problem at all. I remember when I was you age and one time…" Slughorn continued with his story as he and the five boys walked down the hall to his class. Though Slughorn didn't seem to realize how boring he was for by the time they got to the potions classroom door, the five boys seemed to sigh with relief.

Slughorn then walked to the front of the classroom while James, Sirius, Remus and Peter went to the four seats at the back of the class that no one had filled. Everyone had sat anywhere but those four seats. Seems no one messes with the Marauders, thought Harry, as he looked around for an empty seat. There wasn't even a spot beside Lily. How did she get here? he thought but dismissed it as he continued looking for a spot to sit. Finally he found one, the last one, right beside Snape.

Harry sighed but went over and sat in the empty seat. Snape looked up when Harry sat down, the slightest amount of surprise showing on his face.

"Not going to sit with the Marauder's, Gryffindor?" Snape sneered.

"And why would I want to sit with them? Or even go near them?" retorted Harry. Snape just raised an eyebrow but before he could respond, Professor Slughorn started his lesson.

"Alright class, listen up. Today we will be brewing the Revalois Potion. Can anyone tell me what this potion does?" No one raised his or her hand so Slughorn continued. "This potion is used to show who the drinker really is. This is normally used when the drinker has a powerful glamour on and spells cannot dispose of it. You will find the directions on the board along with on page 393 in your textbook, which also has the extended explanation. You'll have till the end of class, so begin."

Students quickly went and got their ingredients out or turned to the correct page in their textbooks. Harry got his ingredients out as well before turning to the right page. He knew this potion by heart because of its use so much in the war, but he had to keep up the appearance of not knowing much about magic, so he had his textbook open. Luckily it wasn't a partner potion so Harry didn't have to work with Snape.

Harry worked quietly on his side of the table and while he was letting his potion boil, he glanced up at Snape. He didn't seem to need the textbook either so Harry guessed that he had done the potion many times before. Was he already part of the Death Eaters? Or had he become a spy? Or maybe he just memorized every potion in his textbook? Whatever it was, Harry found it slightly funny that Snape and himself were practically making the potion the exact same way. The both had readied their ingredients before starting and as they progressed further into class, sometimes both of the teenagers could be seen stirring at the same time or adding ingredients at the same time, the same way. Some would find it rather creepy, but it only made sense since Snape was the one who taught Harry potions.

When there was only fifteen minutes left of class, both Harry and Snape finished their potions. Snape seemed to be writing some stuff down in a journal of some sort. Probably one with all sorts of potions in it and how they should look, Harry thought. So while Snape did that, Harry got a sample of his potion and put it in a test tube and placed the stopper in at the top. He labeled it was his, and when he was sure Snape wasn't looking his way, he took out another tube and filled that one as well. Never knew when it could come in handy.

Harry then put his tube in his pocket along with the one for Professor Slughorn. He would hand his in closer to the end of class so as not to be suspicious.

As Harry cleaned up his area, he watched out of the corner of his eye as Snape bottled up a sample of his own potion, before his eyes quickly looked to see if anyone noticed that he was also taking a sample for himself. Harry smirked as he finished cleaning up his area. When Snape had his own sample, he then went up to the front and handed his sample into the Professor.

Harry continued cleaning his area and once his cauldron was empty, Harry noticed there was just less then ten minutes left of class. He sighed and decided he would hand in his potion now.

Harry got out of his seat and headed towards Slughorn's desk. He placed his tube in the holder on the desk and was able to see Slughorn's surprised face before he headed back to his seat.

Class would be ending in five minutes so most of the class was getting up to hand in their potions. Harry took this moment to turn to Snape and was about to ask him about the extra sample.

BOOM!

Harry swiftly turned his head towards the explosion. It came from the side where most of the Gryffindor's sat. In fact right in front of the Marauder's desks. The potion had turned an odd lime green colour and now covered the back half of the Gryffindor's. Except, that is, for the Marauders.

Harry looked at the four friends and saw that James and Sirius were smirking while Remus looked shocked but was still trying to stifle his laughter. Peter hadn't even tried and was laughing out loud. From what Harry could guess, James or Sirius had probably thrown something non-compatible into the potion in front of them while the other cast a shield to stop them from getting hit. Harry sighed. Them being clean proved they had done something.

"Good gracious, what a mess," said Slughorn as he walked over to the area. "Everyone covered in this mess should go to the infirmary. I'm not sure if this liquid is dangerous or not."

Quickly everyone covered in the potion left the room and headed towards the infirmary as fast as they could. Everyone else looked at Professor Slughorn to see what he or she should do now. Slughorn noticing the looks decided to just do the obvious.

"Everyone else, had in a sample and then you are dismissed. I believe lunch will be starting soon."

The students then did as he said while those who had already handed in their potions cleaned up. Harry, already having done both those things, headed towards the door. He wasn't the only one as Snape followed him as well.

Harry reached the door and headed into the halls. Snape followed and for a while that was how they walked most of the way in the dungeons.

Harry then remembered that he really shouldn't know where the Great Hall was. Sighing, he decided he have to ask Snape. Maybe I could use this to my advantage, he thought.

Turning around, Harry looked at Snape. "If you would tell me, what way is it to the Great Hall?" he asked. He tried to say it with a bit of authority but Harry doubted it worked.

"And why should I help you Gryffindor?" Snape returned. He really doesn't like Gryffindor's does he? thought Harry.

"Because you're a nice guy?" He didn't honestly think this would work but maybe if he was lucky, Snape would storm off and forget about Harry so then he could just get to the Hall.

"You honestly don't know how this school works do you?" Snape had on his you-are-such-an-idiot smirk. Inwardly, Harry smirked as well; this is going to be fun.

"Well I believe that the teachers are in charge of a good portion of that but I think the Headmaster has to make sure the school-"

"No you idiot. The Slytherin's and the Gryffindor's. You and Me. We do not talk to each other and we stay away for the other. That's how it's always been," Snape was almost snarling as he spoke.

"Well why would I not talk to you just because you are a Slytherin. When you get older, are you not going to work with someone just because they may have been in the Gryffindor house?" Harry raised an eyebrow at Snape. This was fun.

"I don't – I, … look we're just not supposed to talk together. No one would like that, especially the Marauders. They do enough as it is."

"Ahh so they target a lot of people then? What they did in class in normal?"

"Yes, now would you just leave me alone?" Snape asked, putting his mask back in place.

"But you have yet to tell me how I can get to the Great Hall," said Harry, still having fun.

Snape looked at him before he seemed to give a small snarl and then brushed past Harry. Harry smirked before turning around and following Snape. They made their way to the Great Hall in silence as Snape led quickly and Harry followed at more of a leisurely pace.

When they got to the Great Hall, they parted ways almost instantly and Harry went and sat at the end of the Gryffindor table. The Hall was almost full except for the people who had yet to come form Harry's potions class or the infirmary.

Again Harry ate in meal in silence. Last time Lily had come and sat with him but this time Harry hoped she wouldn't. He needed to think about what he was going to do.

In my time, Snape and I had an agreement. And we respected the other… to an extent. Here, I have no friends really, I mean my mother is trying but I don't want her to get to close. In a year, I will have to leave and a few years after that, they will be murdered. So I could either make friends or I could be alone here. But that is too much like home but no one will make friends with me in Gryffindor. Not if James and his friends don't like me. No one will try and go against them. But what about the Slytherins? Will any of them want to even be near me since I'm a Gryffindor? And what will I do about Voldemort? How much time do I have before he finds his old self? He would know where he is so he could do it whenever. So why hasn't he already? What's stopping him?

"Harry?" a voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked up quickly; it was Lily.

"Hey Harry, why don't you come sit with my friends and me. You don't need to sit all down here by yourself." She gave a bright smile, hoping to convince him.

"It's okay Lily. I'd rather sit here. I just need to think some stuff over." Harry gave her a small smile. Lily looked at him straight in the eye. She gave up trying to figure out what it was he was thinking about soon.

"If you're sure, Harry."

"Yeah, thanks though."

With one last smile, Lily left to go sit with her friends and James and his friends. Sighing. Harry finished his meal and looked at his timetable to see what he had in the afternoon.

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Late that night, Harry sat in front of the fire finishing off his homework from the day. Most everyone else had either finished it already or was putting it off for later. But Harry decided that this year he would do his work to the best of his ability for once. Every other year he had done as the others and either put it off or had done it quickly and just be done with it.

Ten minutes later, Harry stretched his arms and stood up. He had finished his essays so he would go to bed… finally. It must be close to eleven, he thought.

Climbing up the stairs he tried to stifle a yawn. It worked somewhat and his eyes started to water. Stopping, he dried his eyes before anyone thought he might have been crying. Oh yes that would have been fun. 'Oh look everyone, the poor orphan's crying'. That's always the story. How much I miss my parents and wonder what they would think of what I had just done, Harry thought bitterly.

Looking up, he realized he was at the door for the seventh year dorms. Sighing, he walked into the room. Looking around, he saw that everyone else had gone to sleep, or at least were in bed.

Walking over to his bed, Harry opened his trunk and grabbed his pajamas. Quickly changing into them, Harry's hand brushed against the scars on his back. He remembered how he got most of them.

Flashback

Pain. That was what he felt. His back arched and he screamed out as the lash hit again and his hands tightened against the ropes that bound him.

"This is what happens when you disobey me, Harry. I don't think you'll do that again will you," a voice hissed in his ear. It was so cold he shivered

"I thought not."

End Flashback

Harry shivered as though cold. He remembered that day well last year. he would not forget it. Not ever. Harry climbed into bed and placed the spells on his bed to stop the other boys hearing him. he leaned back against his pillow. Another day had ended, but the end of day brought night where most demons lurked.

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Author's Note: Thank you all for reviewing. I'm so sorry for how long this chapter took to get out but I had a major writer's block halfway through the chapter. That's why it's so short. Again I'm sorry.

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