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Da Molto Tempo	By : ValkyrieNiennaHelyanwe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Salazar Views: 20029 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-Chapter One; Owls and Planning
- 2-Chapter Two
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Title: Da Molto Tempo

Author: The Black Sisters: Narcissa and Andromeda

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: While casting a spell in his room, Harry gets attacked and it causes a mistake that tosses him into the past with consequences. Here he meets the Founders, and falls in love.

Rating: eh, PG13 I believe for now, but intended to be NC17

Pairing(s): Harry/Salazar

Feedback: desired. e-smores to those that do! (me, Ni, am a feedback hog, and I get twitchy if I dont get feedback right away, but dont let that comment keep you from not reviewing if you dont want too)

Characters: Harry Potter(Aystan Ravenclaw), Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw

Betas: Darkest Melody, Valkyrie Nienna Helyanwe

Author�s notes: this is a collaberation effort, to the aformentioned betas. We beta each other's work and then post it for your enjoyment. The collaberation name between all four girls is the Black Sisters, to include Narcissa, Belatrix, Andromeda, and the mother, Mrs. Black.

Narcissa: Darkest Melody
Andromeda: Valkyrie Nienna Helyanwe
Belatrix: Vindex
Mrs. Black: Slighty Wicked

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Chapter One

It started off as a normal day for me, at least during my summer holidays, at my �home�. Aunt Petunia woke me up by banging on my door and screeching at me to go start breakfast for her precious Diddidums, which of course I did. Then the next couple hours passed quickly while I worked to finish the seemingly endless list of chores they continued to give me everyday. Like I said, a normal day in the life of The-Boy-Who-Lived, or in more correct terms, The-Human-House-Elf to my relatives. It was late afternoon when everything went screwy. I had just flopped down on my lumpy mattress, having finally finished the last of my chores in record time, when a large eagle owl flew through my window. One glance at it told me all I needed to know, it was a Ministry owl�no doubt bearing my O.W.L results. I stood and walked across my, rather small, room to the desk where the owl had perched itself- interrupting the rather amusing stare off between it and Hedwig.

�Hey there, that for me?� I asked it, hoping to draw its attention to me. It worked and the owl turned back to me and held out its leg with a small confirming hoot. I took the abnormally thick letter from his leg and offered him some of Hedwig�s treats and a small bowl of water, which he hooted his thanks for. Moving back to the bed I flopped down and stared at the letter for a full minute or two before sighing and opening it. Inside were two separate pieces of parchment and what looked like a brochure. I unfolded and read the top parchment first.

Dear Mr. Potter,

The Ministry of Magic is pleased to inform you of your O.W.L results. Ordinary Wizarding Levels Results for Potter, Harry J.

Charms:
Theory: EE
Practical: O

Transfiguration:
Theory: EE
Practical: EE

Defense Against the Dark Arts:
Theory: O
Practical: S*

Care of Magical Creatures:
Theory: EE
Practical: EE

Divination:
Theory: EE
Practical: EE ( Due to events after the exam)

Potions:
Theory: EE
Practical: O ( Had a shaky start but finished the potion with admiral results)

Herbology:
Theory: A
Practical: EE

Astronomy:
Theory: N/A
Practical: A

History of Magic:
Theory: A
Practical: N/A

Key:
S=Stupendous=2 OWLs
O=Outstanding=1 OWLs
EE=Exceeds Expectations=1/2 OWLs
A=Acceptable=1/2 OWLs
P=Poor=0 OWLs
D=Dreadful=0 OWLs

Total: 11 OWLS

*The Highest possible grade, the Stupendous.

As stated above you have received an extra high grading on your Defense against the Dark Arts OWL, due to the manifestation of a corporeal Patronus (in the form of a stag). The Stupendous has only been awarded once before in the history of Hogwarts, to Albus Dumbledore who managed to summon a phoenix Patronus during his owl defense exam.

We anticipate that you will perform as well, if not better, in your N.E.W.T exams. We wish you best of luck with your future studies at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Enjoy your remaining holidays!

Griselda Marchbanks

Head of Wizarding Examinations Section of the Education Department, Ministry of Magic, Europe
I was quite pleased with my results, not as good as Hermione probably, but still a little better then average. Not to mention tying with Dumbledore, something I hadn�t expected at all. I set the first sheet of parchment aside and looked at the second, which appeared to be a much shorter letter. I completely ignored the brochure, I was quite sure it was another one of the many ones the Ministry had been sending me on becoming an Auror.

Dear Mr. Potter,

Due to the events at the Department of Mysteries and the apparent revival of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the Ministry has decided to waive your last few months under the Statue of Underage Magic. As per the arrival of this letter you will be able to cast any spell, charm, or brew any potion you wish. Please do not inform anyone of this (including your headmaster and professors) as no one outside the Minister and the head of the Underage magic department knows.

( Do us proud Mr. Potter)

Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic

What the fuck! Does he really expect me forgive him just cause one small favor? One favor might I add that he only granted so I can (hopefully) defeat Voldemort for him. I snorted and tossed that letter in the trash bin, at least he had done me a favor. Now I could practice all the spells I had been studying, and not just study the theory. An evil smirk came over my face as I reached for my wand, now I could show the Dursleys just why they didn�t want to mess with me.

�Accio trunk and broom.�

There came a banging from downstairs, along with Petunia's muffled screeches as my trunk no doubt burst free from the cupboard and started floating up the stairs. I rolled off the bed and moved to open the door, glad that for once that it wasn�t locked from the outside until Vernon came home at night. My trunk floated past me and came to a stop at the foot of my bed, my Firebolt settling itself next to my desk.

�And just what do you think your doing boy?� my aunt snarled at me, hands on hips in the doorway to my room. �You know just as well as I do that your freak kind doesn�t allow you to do magic outside of school!�

I shrugged and pretended to be more nonchalant then I actually was. �They lifted the ban on underage magic for me, something about a murderous killer being after me and needing all the protection I could get�� I hid my smirk at her horrified face; poor dear looked like I had just swallowed a cockroach in front of her, or maybe revealed myself to be the spawn of Satan.

�Th-they can�t!� she screeched, wringing her hands while her eyes shifted from my wand to my eyes. �How are we supposed to deal with you if you can use your freakish powers!?!�

I shrugged and waved my wand over my bed, transfiguring it into a slightly larger version of my bed at Hogwarts. �I don�t know, just leave me alone maybe?� I offered sarcastically, casting enlarging charms around the room till it was twice the size it used to be. �I�ll make you a deal. I will stay in my room as much as possible and use my magic as little as possible outside my room if you will bring my meals and allow me free access to the phone.�

She grimaced but nodded, �Alright, but you make sure to stay in your room when Vernon is home.� I nodded my agreement and she left my room, closing the door behind herself. I moved around the room, cleaning and fixing the furniture and basically making the room more habitable. When I was done I had a new, much larger desk, a new wardrobe with added storage, complete with transfigured clothes that actually fit me. Added to this was the bookshelf I created from one of my quills, the two bedside tables and lamps, curtains for my windows so that any Order spies couldn�t see right in my room, even a nice rug to go over the bare wood floors. After doing all that I started unpacking my trunk, taking out some of the presents that I had been given over the years that I hadn�t been able to unpack before. A few Quidditch posters, the books Hermione had given or loaned to me, and a few of the smaller items that I had been given over the years were placed on the now empty shelves lining the walls. (Dudley�s things having been banished away or transfigured into things I needed) Like the Sneakoscope Ron had given me, the plant Neville had sent to me just a few days ago, and of course some of the figurines Hagrid had carved for me over the years of some of his favorite animals. Each found a place on my walls, which were now colored a soft green. Gryffindor red and gold had been the obvious choices, but I saw enough of that during the school year- besides green had always been one of my favorite colors. So I colored the walls a soft jade green, while the blankets on my bed were a dark sage green with muted gold colored sheets and matching pillows. The rug on my floor was a mix of gold, green, and black in a spiral pattern. The whole room wasn�t very Gryffindor, but I liked it and thought it suited me.

After placing the last book away on my shelf I turned around a surveyed my new room. Potion ingredients sat in their vials on some of the shelves near my desk, quills, ink and parchment sat out on my desk. Hedwig was resting on her new perch; head tucked under her wing and her newer, bigger, cage was sitting over by the window. All in all it looked like a completely different room, one I would be proud to show my friends. I turned when a soft knock came at my door, �Come in.� I called.

My aunt stuck her head in the room, taking in the changes to my room. �I brought you your dinner.� She said, walking tentatively towards my desk with the plate and glass of milk on a tray. She set it down and turned to face me, �Take it down to the kitchen when you�re done and we�ve gone to bed. Your can also take your shower then too.� She wouldn�t make eye contact with me and was fidgeting with the edge of her blouse. I didn�t say a word, just nodded and waited 'til she left the room before moving towards my dinner. It was a simple dinner of roast beef, garlic potatoes and a roll, with a glass of milk to drink. It wasn�t a big dinner but it was much more then I usually got from them.

I ate quickly; ignoring the sounds of the Dursley�s coming from below while they watched TV and ate their dinner. I was done in record time and soon flopped out on my bed, a book of advanced curses and charms in my hands. I had read it before of course, many times since summer had started not much else to do after I finished my chores. It was only three weeks into the summer break but I had already finished reading all my old school books, levels 1-5, along with most of my sixth and seventh year studies. The book I was currently reading was on advanced Auror spells, not something they would have let me study at Hogwarts. I had more than a few books stored away on my shelves that I had no doubt Dumbledore wouldn�t want me reading, including a few on Occulmency and certain dark curses. Sure they were a little on the evil side, but hey you should fight fire with fire right? Besides Voldemort wasn�t exactly going to play fair now was he? I focused more on the book in my hand, a paragraph catching my eye.
Tempous Veridian; A spell designed to transport you back to a certain point in time. Created 500 years ago by a wizard named Caridac Ravenclaw, the last known witch/wizard to carry the Ravenclaw name. His spell was designed to use the casters own magical power to send him/her back to the point they choose. The stronger the wizard the farther they could go back. He himself only used the spell a few times, the last known time when he went back five days in order to save his best friend from an early death.

Over the years the spell has been attempted many times, most cases were successful- however over the years the number of successful castings has lowered. Causing the spell to become considered Dark, since only dark wizards generally had enough power to cast it. In these modern times many wizarding governments have banned this spell, and any person caught attempting to cast it has been ostracized. (See pg. 512 for details on the spell)

I quickly flipped through the book till I reached the page I needed, the directions seemed fairly simple for such an advanced spell. I had most of the things I needed for it already, the purified magical salt to form the circle and glyphs needed. But I was missing the book that housed the actual incantation needed to cast the spell, not to mention the focusing crystal. I made a note to send off for the book and the crystal in my next owl post before closing the book and setting it down on my bedside table- it was time to go take my shower and wash my dishes.

~*~

The next morning I woke up early, the sun barely breaking the horizon when I started working on my spells. I ran through the simple spells and charms learned in first year very quickly, followed even faster by a review of the spells I should have learned in second year if it hadn�t been for Professor Lockhart�s, the bloody git, teaching methods. The third year spells also included the Patronus taught to me by Remus- still a stag but now much easier to produce then it had been back then. The fourth year spells, including the Accio, were just as easy to master- even those I hadn�t actually studied much before now came to me very easy to me. I had a few small problems with the fifth year spells and such- mostly due to pronunciation- but after a few tries most of them came out close to perfect. I had a bit more trouble with some of the sixth and seventh year spells, mainly the transfiguration and more advanced charms, but with a little work I was able to get them working in nearly perfect order- if a little jerky. Not so surprisingly the defense and dueling spells seemed to come naturally, requiring very little practice before they came out perfect- guess I have a bit of a knack for them.

By the time I was finished practicing my uncle Vernon had already left for work and Dudley had already left with some of his friends for the day, or so I assumed. So I wasn�t very surprised to hear my aunt�s soft knock when she brought in my breakfast.

�You�ll be all alone in the house this week boy, your uncle, Duddykins and I are going to go stay with Marge. You make sure to stay up here until we�re gone-then you can do whatever you want 'til we get back- as long as you don�t trash the house of course.� She said.

I couldn�t hide my surprise; they were actually going to leave me alone in the house? �You�re actually leaving me by myself in the house?� I croaked out, mouth almost hanging open with shock. She nodded, folding her arms across her chest. �Indeed. We wouldn�t be doing so but Marge needs us and we can�t risk Mrs. Figg finding out about your freakishness now that you can use your magic anytime you want.� She sniffed and started walking back towards the door, not even sparing me a second glance before leaving the room. Guess her slightly nicer attitude was gone already. Her news couldn�t have made me happier though, now I could order all the books and things I would need without having the worry about Uncle Vernon. With that in mind I set about filling out the order forms I had already gotten from Flourish and Blotts and a few smaller stores in Diagon Alley. By the time I was done I had ordered over 20 new books, at least 12 new rare potion ingredients, the crystal I needed for the spell, and few more miscellaneous items. Hedwig was quite happy to take the orders from me, even going so far as give me a happy nip on the ear. She had been a little anxious of late, not having much to do since we had returned for the holidays. Dumbledore has once again asked Ron and Hermione to not write me more then once a week or so, so I hadn�t had much opportunity to send her out before now.

After sending her on her away, with a Notice-Me-Not Charm on of course, so that any Order member watching the house wouldn�t take notice of her. I had undoubtedly made sure to ask the stores to send as many of them as possible in same day, next day delivery. After that was done there wasn�t really much I could do besides study more of my books and wait till the Dursley�s left before going down to wash my breakfast dishes. The next couple hours were pretty boring for the most part, review my old class books, work on a few simple potions, and do a bit more research into the Tempus Viridian spell. By the time I finally heard the Dursley's car pull away from the house it was already late afternoon and I was more then ready to go grab some food, since my aunt had neglected to bring me lunch while she packed for their trip. A quick stop to the loo later and I was down in kitchen making myself a decent dinner and checking over the muggle papers for any signs of Voldemort�s return. There weren�t too many articles on missing people, but a few of the deaths in the obituaries that sounded pretty suspicious to me. I ate quickly, wanting to get back up to my room in case any owls arrived. Sure enough when I pushed open my door there were three owls waiting for me on my bed, each carrying a shrunken package. I moved quickly across the room, grabbing some owl treats as I moved to give to them. The first package was from Flourish and Blotts, it contained all of the 12 books I had ordered from them, along with a small note of thanks for choosing their establishment. The next package came with the rather sinister looking eagle owl from the shop in Knockturn Ally, it contained the crystal I needed and 3 of the more�dubious books I needed. The final bird carried all the potion ingredients I had ordered from the apothecary, as well as a small note asking me to use them if I needed anything else. I was just closing the window after the last one when I spotted another, rather large, owl flying my way. I moved aside and let it glide in past me and settle on Hedwig�s unoccupied perch, it held out it's leg and I quickly took the final bundle from its leg and handed it an owl treat, it hooted a quick thanks before swallowing it and immediately flying back out the window.

This final package contained the final things I had ordered, the last remaining details before I could cast that spell! It wouldn�t be long now until I could go back and save Sirius- or better yet go back and stop Cedric from dieing and Voldemort from being reborn! I could literally feel the excitement racing through me as I went over all the details in my mind. I was more then a little confident that I had enough power to cast the spell successfully, and now that I had the materials necessary all I needed to do was study the ritual itself. With that in mind I dug through the books till I found the one I needed, Dark Spells of the Last Century, by Winifred Price, and started to read. Soaking up the information I needed; planning far into the night when, and how, I would cast the spell.

~*~
Three days later I was finally ready to cast the Tempus Viridian, I had everything I needed and had studied the ritual enough to be confident that I could cast it flawlessly. I had even prepared a few things I might need. Shrinking my Firebolt, charming vials of potions to be unbreakable and miniature in size till I touched them, even creating a pouch with Ever-Hold charm (and a Feather-Light charm) on it that contained a few hundred gallons, sickles, and knuts. Just in case I somehow manage to bugger the spell up and had to buy the ingredients. I thought about bringing my trunk with me, shrunken of course, but dismissed it soon after.

I waited until midnight, one of the most powerful times of day, before setting up the spell. First I banished my things against one wall, then I drew the circle in the center of the room with the magical salt. After that it was all about doing the right wand movements at the right time, in perfect order. I was halfway through the ceremony when the first prickling of unease hit me; I shivered and glanced around- not stopping my chanting for a second. I could feel my power flowing out from my center like the book had described, and I watched as it caused the circle and symbols drawn on my floor to glow a soft green. It was nearly done; I had almost completed the spell! I cleared my mind, blocking out the sense of danger that was fast growing in size and picturing that fateful day in the cemetery. I faintly heard the front door downstairs being blown in, and the sounds of a myriad of voices-but I ignored them for the most part, concentrating more on the spell. I was just beginning to flicker in and out of focus, in laymen�s terms becoming see through, when my bedroom door burst open and a masked Deatheater muscled in wand raised and a curse on his lips.

The last thing I saw and heard before my vision went black was his wand raised and a deep red light flying towards me while he screamed �Reducto!� the last thing I felt was the sensation of falling before a sudden pain, not unlike a blow to the head, ripped through me and I passed out- completely drained.
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