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The other side of the Veil	By : yaoiboydaisuke Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 14288 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

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AN: I am a death eater supporter, so most of my stories end up supporting them, but I do plan to do Order side and neither side stories in the future. I also don't like that Voldemort can't love because his mother used a love spell, so I ignore that as it is a cruel thing to have that be the reason he could never be truly happy.
Harry stood in the Ministry, he was about to be called in to find out if he was going to be allowed back at Hogwarts. Dumbledore had walked right passed him, Harry didn't understand why he was being so cold to him, what had he done to make the man avoid him; why had he been passed over for prefect. There were soft whispers coming from down the hall, Arthur Weasley had to leave Harry alone in the hall; the man's department needed him to do something. It looked like they wouldn't be calling him in for a while and his curiosity was rising about what was behind the large door at the end of the hall, where the whispers were coming from.
The fifteen year old boy gave into his curiosity, walking briskly down the hall, he hoped whatever he found in that room would be worth possibly getting in more trouble. The whispering grew louder the closer he got to the door, he looked inside the room to see if anyone was around, and walked in. He was in awe at all the strange items in the room, the ceiling high shelves filled with things, as he walked down the rows of objects he heard the whispers coming from a large stone arch with a tattered black curtain hanging in the middle. Harry knew he shouldn't press his luck, he hadn't been caught yet, he could go back quickly and have his hearing, but the voices were so loud now, it felt like they were calling to him.
Walking around the arch in a circle, he then walked closer to the archway, his eyes glossing over, and he reached his hand out to the curtain. “Harry! No!” he heard the voice scream, but to him it was very faint, he turned to see who had yelled, standing at the edge of the veil. Mr.Weasley,Dumbledore, and a few ministry workers were moving toward him; Mr.Weasley had been the one who yelled out for him. In his turn, Harry lost his footing, he seemed to snap out of his daze, and reached out for his friends father as he fell backwards into the black curtain; the last thing he saw was the horrified faces of the men in the room.
Harry was grabbed roughly by both arms, he slowly opened his eyes, two men were pulling him with them. “What is going on? Where are Mr.Weasley and Dumbledore?”
The Aurors didn't answer him, they took him directly to the Minister's office, Harry stared at the man he didn't know sitting at the Minister's desk. “You were found in a restricted area, what is your name?” the man smiled, he didn't seem like he was going to punish Harry.
“...Harry Potter...”
Writing on a piece of parchment, the man tapped a finger on his desk. “What were you doing in the Department of Mysteries? Better yet, why are you here at the Ministry in the first place? Children shouldn't be here unaccompanied.”
“I was coming for a hearing....I don't want to be expelled from Hogwarts, please can you let me just talk to the Minister...I can explain what happened. I don't know what came over me, I heard whispering and I went into kind of a trance, next thing I know those Aurors were bringing me to see you sir..” Harry was in a slight panic, was he going to be sent to Azkaban for what he did.
The man straightened himself up in his chair. “I think you may be confused, I am Eldritch Diggory, Minister of Magic.”
“...Diggory? Then you must be related to Cedric....” Harry looked at the ground. “When was Fudge sacked? I didn't read anything about it in the Daily Prophet...”
“There has never been a Minister by the name of Fudge.” Eldritch fixed the papers on his desk holding them up to straighten them. “Did you escape St.Mungos?”
Harry's eyes went wide at the flash of the date he caught a glimpse of off one of the papers. “1942....it is 1942?” he fell to his knees.
Seeing Harry's reaction, Eldritch stood and walked over to him. “What year do you come from...” he showed great concern on his face.
“1995....” Harry's shoulders tensed up.
It turned out Harry wasn't the first to end up in the past, though he was the first to actually live, they only found out the others were from the future by items they carried on their person. Because they didn't want people killing themselves to try and time travel or worse succeeded, they destroyed the bodies, and only really trust worthy people were given the paper work about the incidents; being Minister didn't mean you'd see it. Eldritch couldn't bring himself to dispose of a young boy, he made Harry promise to keep quiet about anything he knew about the future, and sent him to learn current history to build up on a story that he had amnesia.
For a month Harry was taught wizard history and other information, then he was cleared to go to Hogwarts, it was a week into the school year when he was allowed to transfer in. Transfers were normally unheard of, but under recommendation from the ministry, it was allowed. It was Saturday the twelfth of September, he was being watched by all the students of Hogwarts, he was just about to be sorted into a new house. Harry's cover story was that his magic didn't show itself till recently, that he was an orphan, and that he had gone through private teachings to get him to basic fourth year level magic and potion making; they made it look like he'd been being taught privately for a year instead of a month.
Because of the thoughts running through his head, seeing Tom Riddle sitting at the Slytherin table, the rage in his heart, the hat called out. “Slytherin!” his eyes widened, he'd forgotten to suggest Gryffindor, but now he was going to be in the same house and year as the future Dark Lord. Harry walked over to the Slytherin table, he was forced to sit at the very end and they were giving him a dirty look, they didn't know what his blood was and didn't want a Mudblood touching them if he was one.
Tom was interested in Harry, the boy was the first transfer student in many years, he was newly a wizard, and Tom wanted to be the one to introduce him to the new world he'd entered. Standing, Tom moved down the table, sitting across from Harry, a smile crossing his hansom face, his dark brown eyes staring into Harry's. “Welcome to Hogwarts, my name is Tom Riddle. I am house Prefect and I will help you with anything you need to know.” he put his hand out for Harry.
TBC
AN: Next chapter will be longer, I am uploading and updating a couple stories today to see if they interest anyone :3
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