Temporary Temporal Displacement by BertaS
Title: Temporary Temporal Displacement Author: BertaS Date: 2/28/2015 Pairing: None Rating: PG Word Count: 1360 (+-) Warnings: Fluff and Nonsense Summary: Harry is temporarily displaced in time and chooses to disregard some laws. This is just a slice of life and we will only see from the time he arrives in the past to the time he leaves, we have no way of knowing if anything actually changes on Harry's return to the future. A/N: The only payment I will receive is the warm fuzzy I get when you review.
Temporary Temporal Displacement
"Oh, bloody hell! Hold!" the man in red Auror robes shouted as he appeared in a blinding flash of multi-colored light. He then looked around in shock at the tittering students that filled the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He looked at the head table his face going white as he stared at the Headmaster seated there.
"Um, Professor…? I…" He looked around the hall again his eyes picking out certain people.
A tall red-haired young man sitting beside a pretty slightly plumper curly haired version of Ginny Weasley.
An aristocratic sneering blond with a Head Boy badge.
A brace of four first year boys in Gryffindor robes that were glaring at a small sullen boy in hand-me-down Slytherin robes standing beside a pretty red headed Gryffindor girl.
The man sighed and whispered, "Oh boy."
The Headmaster cleared his throat as he stood. "Can I assist you with something young man?"
Harry Potter involuntary time traveler opened his mouth but no sound came out. He closed it and tried again before holding up one finger. "Give me a minute. I need…" he looked at the students closest to him. One of the Ravenclaws was poised as though Harry had interrupted his writing, which his sudden appearance had in fact done. The parchment in front of him only had about five inches of writing on it.
"Can I borrow this?" Harry gestured at the quill and parchment.
The blond slightly spacey boy shrugged as he surrendered his homework with a vague, "Well, I suppose so." He watched intently as the man scribbled several Arithmancy equations on the parchment. When the man paused frowning the boy tapped one of the unknown variables and said, "1969. It's February, which would mean…"
"Ah yes, I see. That would mean…"
"I really must insist on an explanation." The Headmaster said from much closer this time.
As Harry straightened and turned to face the old man who was only about ten feet away two of the Ravenclaw girls pulled the parchment closer. One of them said excitedly, "It's an equation for temporal displacement.
"Hum." said the other, "Apparently inadvertent."
The first concurred, "Yes, and depending on this variable, probably only temporary."
The boy who's homework had been borrowed added, "I think the duration should be less than thirty minutes." He shrugged, "But could be as long as three hours. Depending on what spells were actually involved."
The Headmaster held out his hand. "May I see that, Mister Lovegood?"
The girl that was actually holding the parchment squealed as it went up in flames and scattered ashes into a large bowl of mashed potatoes in the middle of the table.
The inadvertent time traveler cleared his throat. "Pursuant to the 1693 Time Travel Code, I should limit my interactions with those of this time as well as Obliviate any that could reasonably figure out how it was done. If my actions cause damage to the time line I would need to arrest myself on my return to my original time." He tilted his head and grinned. "But I was never much for following the rules. I'll probably just write up a report for the Department of Mysteries and let them sort it out."
He patted Lovegood on the back. "I am relying on you three's discretion, Lovegood?" he looked at the girls, "Ladies?"
One of the girls stood. "Septima Vector, a pleasure." She held out her hand. Harry touched it briefly as his mouth fell open. Vector nudged her friend. "He knows something Selene."
Harry's eyes snapped to the other girl before he suddenly grinned. "Xenophilius, you lucky dog you." He squeezed the confused young man's shoulder. "Do me a favor Selene, whenever you work on experimental spell crafting, make sure there is someone else there to help in case of emergency." As she nodded he looked around. "Just as a general safety tip, of course." He turned to the Headmaster. "I figure I can give out safety tips or say things that are just vague or crazy enough that no one will listen anyway." He shrugged. "Shouldn’t cause any trouble with the time line at all."
One of the Hufflepuffs at the next table said, "But why would that particular safety tip happen to come to mind just now?"
Harry looked at Selene briefly but significantly. "I have a friend who would have liked her mother to see her off to Hogwarts her first year. But her mum ignored this valuable safety tip and wasn't able to do so."
There were several nods and a loud snort from the Slytherin table before the Headmaster said, "Young man, I will need your name and to know how far you have come and in which direction?"
Harry's eyes narrowed at the man as he said, "I don’t think I should say, Albus. After all, you're the one that plays your cards so close to your chest that even you lose sight of them in your beard."
There was another loud snort form the Slytherin Head Boy and Harry glared at him. "Malfoy, you have no idea how much I want to hex your ball off right now. It would avoid a whole lot to aggravation." He huffed. "Probably create a massive paradox though since I am going to blame your spawn for my presence here. I guess I'll just have to resist the temptation."
There was a snicker from the Gryffindor table and Harry added, "Yours too Weasley, they were working together with two others while we gave a demonstration for the new Aurors. He was quite gratified by the looks of shock and disgust on both their faces.
"Ah, Miss Black, you may want to avoid getting that tattoo you are considering." The dark haired violet eyed beauty addressed just raised an eyebrow and Harry added, "Tom Riddle aka Voldemort, is a half blood." Her eyes widened and she exchanged looks with several others including Malfoy.
Harry turned and almost tripped over the four first years Gryffindor boys. The one with messy dark hair and glasses said, "Why do you look so much like me?"
Harry tilted his head and frowned, "Well James, because we are related. And knowing some of the things you and your friends here are going to get up to over the next seven years, I ought to take you over my knee and tan your hide." At the boys huge eyes and Black's snigger he sternly said, "You too Sirius." He stopped and with an odd look on his face added, "And avoid the curtains in the Department of Mysteries. Peter, if you can't keep the secret, don’t let them tell you. Remus, you are an alpha, act like it. James, four on one odds is not good form, that's how bullies and dark wizards behave."
There were several gasps and McGonagall started, "Young man surely you are not suggesting…"
Harry snorted, "Don’t be ridiculous Minerva. Boys are expected to act like boys, but…" he held up and admonishing finger. "Adults however," he pointed at her and the Headmaster, "are expected to act like adults and get the full story before handing out rewards and punishments."
"But how do you sort out who's telling the truth and who's not?" asked the little red head with her hands on her hips.
Harry grinned at her, "Well as an Auror, that’s a Wizarding constable, I use pensive memories and a spell called Priore Incantatem that tests what spells have been cast with a suspects wand. And in the vein of boys should be boys and adults should be adults, friends…" he looked between her and the sullen boy behind her. "Friends should always be friends and forgive each other no matter what they say in the heat of the moment."
Lily reached back and took the boys hand. "Severus is my best friend."
Harry smiled at the boy as he dropped to one knee and reached out to caress his cheek and push his hair away from his face. "Always." He whispered just as the light once again surrounded him and he was returned to his rightful time.