AN: Thanks to my fantastic Betas! I was inspired to write a fanfic like this by Luna the Moonmonster's Amulet of Time series, it's fantastic and well worth reading.

Harry Potter and the Spell Back in Time

The Spell and the Start

As Harry strolled down Diagon Alley, he heard Ron and Hermione chatting on his right and Ginny on his left. Ginny was laughing at an impression Ron was doing of Malfoy, her hair shimmering in the sunlight.

Since Sirius's death at the Ministry last June, Harry had felt incredibly lonely. It did not help that Dumbledore had kept him locked up in Privet Drive for the past month; well at least he had picked him up last Friday, thought Harry. Harry knew that Dumbledore had only kept in the dark because he cared for him, but knowing that did not make Harry feel any less bitter.

Harry gritted his teeth, glancing irately at the two Order members who were trailing them only a few paces behind. He longed for the summer of his third year, when he had been able to walk anywhere in Diagon Alley freely.

"Bloody hell Harry, what are you thinking about?" asked Ron. "Hermione's been asking you the same question for the past minute!"

"Sorry," Harry said, glancing again over his shoulder. "Bloody Order members won't leave me alone for even five minutes."

"Don't let it bother you Harry," said Hermione. "It is for your safety, after all."

"Yea, I guess, it doesn't make it any more bearable though," replied Harry, whilst he looked like he wanted to change the subject.

"So Ginny, how's Dean?" said Harry.

"I don't know actually, we broke up about a week ago." Ginny glanced over at Ron and then added in a whisper, "I wasn't actually dating him, truthfully. But the look on Ron's face was priceless."

Oblivious to Ginny's revelation, Ron said, "Hermione, now you're zoned out. What's caught your attention?"

"Just a book I was thinking of, I wonder if Flourish and Blott's would have it, it's really old you see," she replied. "Look Neville and Luna are in front of Gringotts!"

After greeting Neville and Luna, the group of six friends entered Gringotts.

"Good afternoon, Sir," said a goblin.

"Good afternoon, I'd like to visit my vault, please," said Harry to the goblin.

"Just a minute, Mr. Potter and Ragnok will escort you and your friends," replied the goblin, causing Harry to cringe, even the goblins knew who he was.

A little while later, as Harry was about to leave his vault, Luna said, "Harry, I think that you should take out more money." The thing was, her voice had lost its usual dreamy tone; she sounded more confident and, well... normal.

"What?" said Harry, completely puzzled.

"Take out more money and a credit pouchif possible; I have a feeling you'll need it".

"Ummm, how much?" At this point all the others were completely confused, why was Luna, of all people, advising Harry on money?

"I think five more pouches of galleons and also the credit pouch should be enough," Luna replied.

"Okay..." said Harry. Shrugging, he scooped out more galleons and then stowed them safely in his rucksack. He had learned during the previous year that it was much easier to simply go along with whatever Luna said than try and question her. Then turning to Hermione, he said, "Well then, you wanted to get a book didn't you Hermione? So, let's go to Flourish and Blott's next!"

As they walked down Diagon Alley, towards Flourish and Blott's, Harry noticed Draco Malfoy walking alone. He began to wonder why Draco looked so torn and alone, but the vein of thought was forgotten as they entered the bookshop.

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Harry wondered why Hermione wanted this book so much, it appeared to very old and tattered. When he asked her this, she replied, "Well, it was mentioned in 'Newman's Theories on Magic', and he was very complimentary about it so I want to buy it. Apparently, he even lists some ancient spells!"

Harry looked at the front cover, which read 'Time and it's Origins', it really dis look quite dull he thought, but he didn't see any point in pointing that out, after all Ron probably would.

Leaving Flourish and Blott's an hour later, and severely weighed down by books, they headed for a quick snack at Florin Fortesques, and then headed to Murphy's Law Trunk Makers to buy new, larger trunks for their coming NEWT years. In the window display, there was what appeared to be a top of the range trunk, complete with all the bells and whistles, in front of a large Irish flag.

As soon as they entered, Mr. Murphy greeted them.

"Good afternoon, how can I help you and your friends, Mr...?"

"Potter," replied Harry, causing Mr Murphy's eyes to widen in surprise. "My friends and I are looking for larger trunks, preferably ones with enchantments."

"Ah, yes, of course. NEWT students, are ye? Well our new line of luxury trunks are all along the back there. Now, what types of enchantments are ye looking for?"

"Multi-chamber, charmed to only open for the owner, and those keyed in, of course, and a feather-light charm also," replied Harry.

"No problem Mr. Potter. Though, you do realise that this will be rather expensive, don't you?"

"Yes, but I'm still going to buy the six."

"Of course..."

Just then, Ron realised what Harry was up to, and he really wasn't very happy.

"Harry, what do you think you're doing? We don't need you to buy us all new trunks, our old ones are fine."

"I know I don't have to, but I want to, so I'm buying them. You can think of them as an early Christmas present, if you have to," replied Harry.

"Alright," grumbled Ron.

As they walked down Diagon Alley a little while later, Neville pointed out a small shop he hadn't seen before.

"Look at that shop there, Turner's Trinkets and Treasures. Have any of you seen it before?," said Neville.

"No," they replied in unison.

"Let's go in and look then."

After five minutes, wandering around the shop Harry saw six interconnected mirrors, or so the label said. Harry felt a pang, thinking briefly of the shattered bits of enchanted mirror that lay, half-forgotten, at the bottom of his trunk. Even though they brought up painful memories, he decided to buy them. After all, they would be fun to have in the more boring of lessons, like History of Magic.

Amongst the hustle and bustle of Platform 9 3/4, Harry was looking around for Neville and Luna. It was just five minutes until the train was to leave, and everybody was rushing to make it on to the train, but there was no sign of them.

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"Oi! Harry! Let's get a compartment now or they'll all be full," shouted Ron as Harry continued to look for any sign of Neville and Luna, "They'll find us on the train mate".

"Alright," shouted back Harry as he heaved his trunk and Hedwig to the train, in search of an empty compartment.

Five minutes later, both Neville and Luna joined them. Hermione didn't notice them until Neville trod on her toes when going to sit down, because of the large book, by which she was currently enchanted.

"Oh! Hey, you two. Had a good couple of weeks? It really was a pity that neither of you were able to visit during the holidays," said Hermione before returning to the large tome.

Shortly the sweet trolley arrived, and when Hermione went to buy some sugarquills, she left the large book on Ron's seat.

Ron shoved the book aside and sat down, "Is this just another bit of light reading 'Mione?" Causing everyone except Hermione to smile. "Look at this! I can hardly read it! The print is tiny. What kinds of spells are these anyway? I have never even heard of most of them; I'll bet they don't even work. What's this one? 'Makes time more bearable.' Well that should be good, make the train ride go faster." He pulled out his wand and cleared his throat. "Tempus Diversus!"

There was a bright, white light and a smell of fresh air and pine trees, and suddenly, Harry had no idea where he was.

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What Ron didn't realise was that someone was opening the door as he said the spell.