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The Third Time is a Charm	By : ladyedgecombe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don’t own the HP Universe. I admire. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe. I don’t make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while but I promise to put them back

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Chapter 24: Welcome to the Past
Gorbink and several house elves were standing in the receiving room; it was very large like a small ballroom. The elves immediately took all their trunks and the familiars as well as Fawkes to bring them to their rooms. Of course The Seven just followed the elves as the house elves didn’t want to carry seven snakes. It seems the elves were a little leery about being friendly with something that could grow big enough to consider them 'FOOD'.

Severus looked around the great room. It was a beautiful high polished black marble floor with white walls. There were windows showing the sun streaming in and a rough landscape. He thought they must be in the country somewhere.

Becca started explaining, “This area will be, among other things, a training facility. We have several classrooms in another area that the Ministry is unable to detect spells from." Becca then looked toward Gorbink. “Were there any problems? Is everything set in place?”

Gorbink then ran over a list of things that had already been accomplished. “Yes, we have a few things to do but everything else is in place.” Gorbink gave her three small boxes which contained their Gringotts keys.

“Thanks” Becca took the boxes from Gorbink and then said “You have been more help than we could have ever imagined. Your service has been invaluable, were there any problems?”

“Only one, the Dursleys almost bought number five Privet Drive instead of number four. We had to sell them number four at a considerable loss to get them to accept it. I did not like losing money to those horrible people and the squib agent we were using had to be paid the commission as if the house sold at regular market value.” Gorbink had a snarl on his face and obviously thought the Dursleys were the scum of the earth. He disliked dealing with greedy people as most Goblins did.

“It’s all for a good cause, don’t worry about it. We needed them in place and quite frankly I wouldn’t care if we gave it to them, as long as they are in that house when the headmaster delivers Baby Harry. They have to agree to the blood wards so the old coot does not get suspicious. What about Mrs. Figg?”

“She is in the same house as before, already planted there, as if someone already knows what is going to happen.”

“Interesting, I didn’t have any record of her being in the neighborhood already. Is that a coincidence?”

“I don’t believe in them and I don’t think so.” Gorbink answered.

“I am going to go brief Harry and Severus, give them their keys and statements and other identity documents and we may have some questions for you later. Will you be available?”

“Not today, I have to go back to the bank; we are going into the LaStrange vault today. Belletrix LaStrange put some rare items in it yesterday and we think one might be the cup. I will be available tomorrow. By the way, the president of Gringotts thanks you for your humble contribution to the bank and has make good use of the room. He was most impressed with your building strategy and was happy to have some out of work goblins used for building an underground fortress. He was most amused by your story; even fifty years ago he didn’t like Dumbledore and has been keeping him out of other unclaimed vaults owned by squibs. You have already created quite a fuss and you haven’t been here five minutes.”

“But thanks to you my information has been here for fifty years. Tell him I accept his thanks and wish for a very equitable and happy partnership and future with him. We will call you if anything major comes up, if not we will see you tomorrow. Thank you Gorbink for all your help.”

“Becca, you don’t have to thank me, you put goblins to work and allowed me to save my family in this time. You have let me build your empire in the time I have been here and have helped the magical communities to prosper. A goblin admires nothing more than prosperity." He grinned with his toothy smile that looked like a snarl. The Goblins continue to work as nobody else is able to make this building substance, especially with the rune work needed, and because the acromantula shells do not give off a magical residue, it has been possible to sell it to muggles. They are willing to pay even more than wizards as it is virtually indestructable."

Let me get the other guys up to speed and we will start making some future business decisions next week. Give them a week to settle in and look over the documents.” Taking that as a dismissal, Gorbink left out a door across the room.

Harry and Severus had watched this conversation, their heads moving back and forth like looking at a tennis match. They could follow parts of the conversation but some of what was said, did not make sense to them.

“Follow me gentlemen.” Becca said on her way to a side door about ten meters away from where they were standing. They had noticed that there were about fifteen doors around the room and each was made of the same material as the floor. The door they went through was about three inches thick and very heavy. They wondered who the doors were keeping in, or keeping out. It was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship.

They entered a room that was nicely furnished with deep green leather sofas and chairs, a grand antique desk in the corner facing the room, with a high back padded office chair. The room was lit with windows all along one wall. They saw on a perch a half grown Fawkes and The Seven were also in this room. There were two doors that lead out of the room not including the one they just came through. They found out that one door led to a stairwell and four very nicely appointed bedroom suites and the other led to where the kitchens and two dining room were located, one small and one more like a small ball room with a large table for entertaining. There were four house elves in attendance in the kitchen making a delicious smelling lunch. Harry could also smell his favorite treacle tart and his stomach rumbled.

Severus chuckled and gave Harry a light punch to his arm. “Always hungry are you Harry?”

“You should be hungry too, Sev, it’s been hours since we ate.” Harry fake pouted to Severus. “Time travel makes me hungry.”

Severus gave him his stern Potions Professor look, “Harry, you are beginning to sound like Mr. Weasley and I don’t think you want to do that.”

“That was just cruel, Sev, you know I would never eat like that. Watch it or you might be punished.” Harry snarled back but couldn’t hide the grin completely. “I have ways to punish you.” He joked in an ominous tone, while shaking a finger at him. Severus laughed outright at that as they made their way to the dining room.

The food appeared as soon as they sat at the large table. The table itself could easily fit sixteen people around it but the room was large so it fit nicely with the sideboard of fresh fruit and pitchers of juice and water. Becca, Severus, Harry and Doc didn’t discuss anything about Gorbink’s earlier conversation but kept the dinner conversation light and friendly. When they had finished eating they moved as if by mutual consent back to the sitting area they had first come in. Doc took his leave at the same time and made plans to see them in the next few days. Becca handed him a portkey to his new office as she knew he would be anxious to see what had been done.

The three remaining adults all sat around the fireplace. Harry, for the first time, noticed the unusual but rather large fireplace; there were two what looked like smaller inglenooks that were about chest high on each side of the main hearth in the middle. He assumed them to be miniature inglenooks for decoration or something. All together the room was warm and inviting and tastefully elegant. Severus asked about the two inglenooks or mini fireplaces. It was unusual as he had never seen something like that before, but then again, since meeting Becca, there were lots of things he had never seen before.

Becca answered with a strange smile on her face.. Harry had come to know it as her shock factor smile. It was the same smile she used when about to reveal something no one knows or has heard of. “It is what I call a ‘mini firecall’ and Prince Conglomerate will be installing these as soon as we get up and running. The mini firecall allows you to stand and talk to someone, instead of being on your knees with a regular fireplace. It is safer too, as people cannot come through it.’

“The mini floo is only one small aspect of the companies we had in the past. These are safer as they can be spelled to be open when your large floo is not. I wanted to talk to you about a few things actually. We can take a week to settle in but then there are many business contracts to discuss and we have some major changes to make so you can fit in here. I have different identities for you without having too many changes in your appearance.”

Harry interrupted her and asked. “What changes do you mean? I know we can’t look like ourselves but I was not thinking about physical changes in our appearances. I know when Hermione and I used a time turner we were not allowed to be seen. It was one of the rules are we going to have to hide for the rest of our lives? I wasn’t expecting that.” Harry looked a little perturbed at the prospect of hiding all the time. Becca couldn’t blame him, but she had already had a plan.

“Harry, you and Severus do not have to hide, but it would be better if we change your appearance a little. Like we did in getting rid of your glasses, you can see perfectly clear and it changes your appearance just by not wearing them. Also, you are now Harry Joseph Pratt-Prince. The Potter line produced a female squib in the late seventeen hundreds that moved to Australia and married another squib by the name of Pratt. There have actually been several magical children from that line but none with the power to live in the magical world. You are now descended from them. Today’s date is December 10, 1979. There was a child named Harold Joseph Pratt that died in childbirth on July 31, 1962. It makes you a year older so the bond won’t be questioned with Severus. You are now seventeen years old and are an adult in the wizarding world. Because the family had strong genes, many of them looked like your father and your looks will not become an issue. Just tell everyone you got your eyes from your mother. The mother did have green eyes, but not your vibrant color. She also died in childbirth. The midwife was not available and there were complications, since they were in the outback there was no other help available and no other information available to other people.”

Harry nodded and pondered what Becca had told him. “Won’t people know that this person died? I mean, what if I run into someone who knows them?”

“The husband had three other children to rear and moved away to America where his sister was living. There is little chance of anyone knowing. The rest of the family died out a few years later. Besides, if you are concerned, you can use the name Prince and tell them it is your married name. Most people will not be crass enough to ask for your family name in business situations.”

Severus spoke up then. “Is there a marriage certificate for us then?

Becca shook her head. “I would never presume to do that and I would think you would want your own ceremony. The bond is there and any one that has the ability can see it. It merely means that Harry has taken on your name. As you may know, in Australia , male wizards do not really marry, but the ministry has to recognize them anyway. When you cemented your bond with the sex magic, Shashi pushed the paperwork through to get the legalities completed. We needed a way to make you legal here with minimal fuss.”

“And what of my identity? I am assuming that you have one for me also.” Severus asked the young woman.

Becca nodded and answered. “Yes, your so many greats uncle moved to Germany in the early sixteen hundreds and moved around from country to country. He had many children, not all of them from the same partner mind you, but your mother was of one of these lines. They have all been powerfully magical and mostly home schooled to keep the family magic in tact. They are quite the pureblood supremacists and were quite vocal about blood purity. However they died with their last remaining descendent twelve years ago. He was attacked by some death eaters for not joining Voldemort and was in a hospital in Mexico never regaining consciousness. No one ever knew his name as he had no identification and was in a muggle hospital. His name was Severs Masterson Prince and he was born February 26, 1943. He even looked a little like you but I would suggest having some minor surgery on the nose and maybe a plumping of the lips. Just a few subtle changes to make it look like you are another person. Again like Harry’s the birthdate is close enough to be you and no one will know any different. He went by the name Masterson instead of his first name so if you use the name Severs it will not mean anything to anyone now. We have to be more careful with you, Harry hasn’t been born yet so he is not easily recognizable but you are already out there, teaching and a death eater. Glamour charms can be cancelled and seen through in some cases. It would be better to have a little cosmetic surgery to change your appearance.”

“That sounds like you did a lot of research on this. You must have been planning this for a long time. Can you tell us where we are now?”

Becca smirked. “Of course I can, you are at number five Privet Drive in Surry under the stairs, or at least approximately seventy feet under it.”

Harry and Severus stared at Becca for a full five minutes not saying anything to her, trying to process the information. Harry looked over at the windows with the country scene and stared. “It doesn’t look like Privet Drive ; it looks like we are away from everyone and every thing. What is that out the window?”

“Harry, its magic, those windows are spelled and actually show how this area looked before this subdivision was built about twenty years ago.”

“Are you telling me we live next to my Aunt and Uncle? I don’t want to be reminded of what they did to me and I don’t want to live here. Try again. I can’t believe after what they put me through, you would place us here of all places.. Why?”

Becca could see that Harry was upset and she needed to diffuse the situation as fast as possible. “Harry, I didn’t do it to torture you, I did it so we can be here for baby Harry. I actually thought you would like getting your revenge on these people. Think about it, Aunt Petunia looking through a hole strategically placed in the two meter high wood fence to see you and Severus snogging your little hearts out and going apocalyptic? Then as she brings other people to see, no one is there. We don’t have to necessarily use magic to drive them crazy. They will do it themselves with their nosiness. They won’t know who you are, Harry. They are not the actual ones who did those horrible things, but we can have fun anyway.”

Severus, who had pulled Harry into his lap when he thought the younger man was going to be hysterical, snorted at Becca’s idea of getting back at those people. He wanted Harry to know that he would be here for him, but he too did not realize they were on Privet Drive and he certainly did not want Harry to relive those bad memories by staying here. He did understand what Becca was doing however, in living here the headmaster would never know infant Harry was removed from his relatives and was actually living under the stairs in grandeur. It was a very Slytherin thing to do and one worthy of the old founder himself. He wondered if Slytherin had something to do with this. The girl did have his portrait after all and she seemed to know the founders very well when they were in the chambers.

Becca got up and moved over to a part of the wall that was blank. She hissed at it “open” and a door appeared in which there was another room. This was another on the size of a small ballroom. It had to be fifteen meters square or better. It looked like an office with all kinds of computer equipment and desks. Journals spread everywhere with a flat screen that looked like a muggle television on the wall. The viewing screen had to be one and a half meter across and a meter high. Severus had never seen one that looked like this and figured it must be from the future. There were bookshelves labeled timeline one through time line three. These must represent the three time lines in which the events did not happen correctly. Becca had said that the first timeline was skewed so she came back and it created a second time line that also did not work out then she came back again and a third was created. This looked like the information from all three timelines so they could look at what happened and try to anticipate what problems may arise in this time frame. It was not a guarantee as each time you go back into the past something changes, Evan was proof of that, but it could give them information on what might happen so contingencies could be planned.

Becca looked at the two men and was reminded of her grandfathers, she missed them terribly but she knew she was doing the right thing. “These are my notes from each timeline, also on these shelves are the plans I made that did not work out and the plans I have now. You will want to go over all of this and we can discuss any changes that you want to make. We could move to one of the Potter properties as James and Lily are already in hiding but Severus, we can’t go to the Snape and Prince residences until we have your counterpart’s authority. If he found us prematurely or didn’t understand what we are doing here, he may hex and ask questions later. You know this is not a very good time for you right now. We don’t want to reveal ourselves too quickly.” Severus nodded. He and Harry had a lot of information to go over. “Severus,” Becca continued suddenly very weary, “I need to go lie down; I am very tired right now. You and Harry look through the information, even take a few days if you want and we will speak about whatever questions you may have later.” She felt a little out of sorts, not used to being physically drained, she had wanted to explain about the room and a thousand other details that would need to be implemented soon. As she was leaving the massive office she gave her parting remark.

“Gentlemen, welcome to the war room” Having said that Becca left to find her bed.

Severus and Harry both raised an eyebrow and nodded. Harry saying “Please take care of yourself and have a good rest.” Becca went back through the door and into the sleeping quarters of number five Privet Drive under the stairs.
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