15-year-old Harry Potter fighted to stay awake during Divination. He had no
sleep the night before and needed to have some sleep. Professor Trelawney
was lecturing them on palm reading, which Harry and his best friend, Ron
Weasley found boring.
Harry Potter was attending his 5th year of Hogwarts, one of the Wizardry schools in England. He and his friends, Ron and Hermione all were attending the school, though Harry knew the headmaster best. It is what happened when he was 1 that effects this.
Harry lived in Godrics Hollow with his parents, Lily and James Potter. The dark lord, Lord Voldemort had been after them and Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster had suggested having a secret keeper. Sirius Black, one of James's friends had been the secret keeper, but then they secretly changed to Peter Pettigrew, without letting Dumbledore know.
Voldemort had then come at Halloween, using his servant's directions. James died protecting Harry and Lily, and Lily died saving Harry's life. Voldemort lost his powers and body thanks to Lily. Harry survived and had been living with his aunt and uncle ever since. They both hated them, though Harry had gotten used to it. Voldemort had gotten his body back last year, during the schools wizard Tournament, after killing Cedric Diggory.
Harry looked like his dad, with the black, untidy hair, but had his mother's bright, green eyes. He had a scar like lightning on his forehead from Voldemort. He had a photo album from the gamekeeper and Care Of Magical Creatures professor, Hagrid.
" Harry, you need to stay awake to listen to this big lecture," Ron said sarcastically.
" Oh no, don't want to miss the grim do I?"
Ron laughed silently. " Wouldn't want to miss it for the world."
Harry polled his eyes and put his head on his desk.
' These fumes are getting to me' he thought.
Harry slowly drifted off to sleep. His scar slowly began to tingle as he left the Divination room towards a castle. His scar burned as he got closer. The castle was black as the night. Harry was carried closer to the misty castle, whilst wondering what dark magic he would find.
" Wormtail!!"
Harry jumped a foot in the air. He was now on the ground, walking through the several halls, looking for something, or someone. Voldemorts shrill voice rang through the halls, bouncing on the walls.
" Y-yes m-m-master?" Wormtails (Pettigrew) voice answered.
" Is the plan ready?"
" Y-y-yes it I-is."
"Lovely! I would get rid of Potter for a while and I can kill Dumbledore atlast!"
His laughter made Harry's scar burn as he was picked up from his feet and was sent sailing to the ground again. He fell unconscious as he went flying again, but this time through a window and out side to Hogwarts, but not the Hogwarts Harry knew.
Harry smashed into the ground, groaning as he woke up. He was at the front steps of Hogwarts, with its glittering lights sparkling in the night. Harry got up and entered the Hall Entrance. It was all quiet as his footsteps echoed through the hall.
He then realised that it wasn't the Hogwarts he knew. It was too quiet, even at nighttime. Harry walked past the Great Hall and towards the entrance to Dumbledore's office. He put the hood over his head just incase it was the past, or something.
" Excuse me, young man, but what are you doing out of bed?" said a voice from behind him.
Harry turned around and came face to face with his mother. Harry gaped.
" Sorry?" He asked slowly.
" You know you have to stay in bed incase Voldemort comes," said another voice.
Harry's father came up behind Lily Potter. Harry gasped. He did look like his father.
" Oh no!" he mumbled, backing up slowly.
"What house are you in?" asked James, stepping closer to Harry.
Harry quickly looked behind him, making his hood come off his head.
James and Lily gasped.
" Er, hi?" Harry said.
" Oh my!" Lily said, quivering.
" Who are you?" James growled." How dare you impersonate our dead son!"
" I-I'm not impersonating him!" Harry objected.
" How do we know you're not a Death Eater? You could be under a spell or something. Like the Imperious Curse!" James answered.
" I can over-come that curse," Harry said, shuddering. " I am not under a curse but Voldemort did something to make me come here. I'm going to Dumbledore, and don't stop me."
Harry walked away, leaving his parents confused.
Lily and James then followed closely.
Harry found the Gargoyle guarding the entrance and tried guessing the password.
" Sherbet Lemon?" The gargoyle surprisingly moved out of the way, leaving a hole for the entrance.
Harry slowly walked up the steps towards the large oak door, not knowing that Lily and James were following. Harry knocked on the door, waiting for Dumbledore to open it.
" Come in." Dumbledore's voice floated out the door.
Harry opened the door, and went inside. Dumbledore looked at him.
" James?"
" No, Professor, James is somewhere else. I'm Harry Potter."
Dumbledore nearly fell out of his chair with shock. " Harry died 14 years ago!"
" I'm from another world I think. In my world I didn't die, but my parents did." Harry whispered, looking at Dumbledore with his green eyes.
Dumbledore looked shocked. " How did you come here?"
" Voldemort," Harry spat. " He did something to make me come here."
" Well, we might as well get your parents in." Dumbledore looked at the door. " You can come in, so you don't have to eavesdrop."
James and Lily Potter entered the room, blushing slightly.
" Sorry Albus," Lily apologised, looking at Harry with anger. " But this young man is impersonating Harry!"
Lily bursted into tears, and James comforted her.
Harry hung his head as James gave him his evil eye.
" Well, I'm guessing you didn't what Harry just said then. It appears that he is from another world, where instead of him dying, you died instead. Voldemort had casted a curse on him to make him come here," Dumbledore explained.
Lily stopped sobbing. " How does he know this though? Have you asked him that yet?"
Dumbledore looked at Harry. " Harry, how did you find this out?"
" Well," Harry started. " I got this scar from Voldemort when he killed my parents and I have dreams that are real. He was asking his servant if the plan was ready and the servant said yes. He then started laughing and telling himself that he would have me out of the way so he could you.' Harry finished.
James and Lily were looking at him in disbelief, and Dumbledore was looking at him in sympathy.
" Where is this scar Harry?" Dumbledore asked quietly.
Harry pulled up his fringe, showing them his scar.
" Well, that explains a lot!" Dumbledore said, smiling at Harry.
" Who was the servant," Lily asked quietly.
" Wormtail," Harry said, looking at his father.
James mouth tightened. " He was our secret keeper. He made Voldemort kill you."
" Sirius went to Azkaban because of him," Harry whispered.
James looked furious. " That damn idiot! How dare he do that! He was meant to be your godfather! That murdering traitor!"
" Sirius escaped in my 3rd year. I've been writing to him ever since. But he went somewhere with Lupin because Voldemort's back…"
" Why did he come back? Wasn't he in power?" Dumbledore asked urgently.
" When Voldemort killed my parents, my mum died to save me. Voldemort lost his powers and I got this scar," Harry pointed to his scar again.
" You survived the killing curse?" Lily asked, amazed at the boy infront of her.
Harry nodded slowly. " Thanks to you."
Harry Potter was attending his 5th year of Hogwarts, one of the Wizardry schools in England. He and his friends, Ron and Hermione all were attending the school, though Harry knew the headmaster best. It is what happened when he was 1 that effects this.
Harry lived in Godrics Hollow with his parents, Lily and James Potter. The dark lord, Lord Voldemort had been after them and Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster had suggested having a secret keeper. Sirius Black, one of James's friends had been the secret keeper, but then they secretly changed to Peter Pettigrew, without letting Dumbledore know.
Voldemort had then come at Halloween, using his servant's directions. James died protecting Harry and Lily, and Lily died saving Harry's life. Voldemort lost his powers and body thanks to Lily. Harry survived and had been living with his aunt and uncle ever since. They both hated them, though Harry had gotten used to it. Voldemort had gotten his body back last year, during the schools wizard Tournament, after killing Cedric Diggory.
Harry looked like his dad, with the black, untidy hair, but had his mother's bright, green eyes. He had a scar like lightning on his forehead from Voldemort. He had a photo album from the gamekeeper and Care Of Magical Creatures professor, Hagrid.
" Harry, you need to stay awake to listen to this big lecture," Ron said sarcastically.
" Oh no, don't want to miss the grim do I?"
Ron laughed silently. " Wouldn't want to miss it for the world."
Harry polled his eyes and put his head on his desk.
' These fumes are getting to me' he thought.
Harry slowly drifted off to sleep. His scar slowly began to tingle as he left the Divination room towards a castle. His scar burned as he got closer. The castle was black as the night. Harry was carried closer to the misty castle, whilst wondering what dark magic he would find.
" Wormtail!!"
Harry jumped a foot in the air. He was now on the ground, walking through the several halls, looking for something, or someone. Voldemorts shrill voice rang through the halls, bouncing on the walls.
" Y-yes m-m-master?" Wormtails (Pettigrew) voice answered.
" Is the plan ready?"
" Y-y-yes it I-is."
"Lovely! I would get rid of Potter for a while and I can kill Dumbledore atlast!"
His laughter made Harry's scar burn as he was picked up from his feet and was sent sailing to the ground again. He fell unconscious as he went flying again, but this time through a window and out side to Hogwarts, but not the Hogwarts Harry knew.
Harry smashed into the ground, groaning as he woke up. He was at the front steps of Hogwarts, with its glittering lights sparkling in the night. Harry got up and entered the Hall Entrance. It was all quiet as his footsteps echoed through the hall.
He then realised that it wasn't the Hogwarts he knew. It was too quiet, even at nighttime. Harry walked past the Great Hall and towards the entrance to Dumbledore's office. He put the hood over his head just incase it was the past, or something.
" Excuse me, young man, but what are you doing out of bed?" said a voice from behind him.
Harry turned around and came face to face with his mother. Harry gaped.
" Sorry?" He asked slowly.
" You know you have to stay in bed incase Voldemort comes," said another voice.
Harry's father came up behind Lily Potter. Harry gasped. He did look like his father.
" Oh no!" he mumbled, backing up slowly.
"What house are you in?" asked James, stepping closer to Harry.
Harry quickly looked behind him, making his hood come off his head.
James and Lily gasped.
" Er, hi?" Harry said.
" Oh my!" Lily said, quivering.
" Who are you?" James growled." How dare you impersonate our dead son!"
" I-I'm not impersonating him!" Harry objected.
" How do we know you're not a Death Eater? You could be under a spell or something. Like the Imperious Curse!" James answered.
" I can over-come that curse," Harry said, shuddering. " I am not under a curse but Voldemort did something to make me come here. I'm going to Dumbledore, and don't stop me."
Harry walked away, leaving his parents confused.
Lily and James then followed closely.
Harry found the Gargoyle guarding the entrance and tried guessing the password.
" Sherbet Lemon?" The gargoyle surprisingly moved out of the way, leaving a hole for the entrance.
Harry slowly walked up the steps towards the large oak door, not knowing that Lily and James were following. Harry knocked on the door, waiting for Dumbledore to open it.
" Come in." Dumbledore's voice floated out the door.
Harry opened the door, and went inside. Dumbledore looked at him.
" James?"
" No, Professor, James is somewhere else. I'm Harry Potter."
Dumbledore nearly fell out of his chair with shock. " Harry died 14 years ago!"
" I'm from another world I think. In my world I didn't die, but my parents did." Harry whispered, looking at Dumbledore with his green eyes.
Dumbledore looked shocked. " How did you come here?"
" Voldemort," Harry spat. " He did something to make me come here."
" Well, we might as well get your parents in." Dumbledore looked at the door. " You can come in, so you don't have to eavesdrop."
James and Lily Potter entered the room, blushing slightly.
" Sorry Albus," Lily apologised, looking at Harry with anger. " But this young man is impersonating Harry!"
Lily bursted into tears, and James comforted her.
Harry hung his head as James gave him his evil eye.
" Well, I'm guessing you didn't what Harry just said then. It appears that he is from another world, where instead of him dying, you died instead. Voldemort had casted a curse on him to make him come here," Dumbledore explained.
Lily stopped sobbing. " How does he know this though? Have you asked him that yet?"
Dumbledore looked at Harry. " Harry, how did you find this out?"
" Well," Harry started. " I got this scar from Voldemort when he killed my parents and I have dreams that are real. He was asking his servant if the plan was ready and the servant said yes. He then started laughing and telling himself that he would have me out of the way so he could you.' Harry finished.
James and Lily were looking at him in disbelief, and Dumbledore was looking at him in sympathy.
" Where is this scar Harry?" Dumbledore asked quietly.
Harry pulled up his fringe, showing them his scar.
" Well, that explains a lot!" Dumbledore said, smiling at Harry.
" Who was the servant," Lily asked quietly.
" Wormtail," Harry said, looking at his father.
James mouth tightened. " He was our secret keeper. He made Voldemort kill you."
" Sirius went to Azkaban because of him," Harry whispered.
James looked furious. " That damn idiot! How dare he do that! He was meant to be your godfather! That murdering traitor!"
" Sirius escaped in my 3rd year. I've been writing to him ever since. But he went somewhere with Lupin because Voldemort's back…"
" Why did he come back? Wasn't he in power?" Dumbledore asked urgently.
" When Voldemort killed my parents, my mum died to save me. Voldemort lost his powers and I got this scar," Harry pointed to his scar again.
" You survived the killing curse?" Lily asked, amazed at the boy infront of her.
Harry nodded slowly. " Thanks to you."