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This is a story of a man that lost everything he had, a story of betrayal, loss, sadness, and vengeance. Follow along as Harry goes through doing the impossible, gaining back his loved ones and dishing out vengeance upon those that wronged him. Harry/Daphne/Susan (Time-Travel)Harry Potter, M, English, Adventure & Romance, chapters: 20, words: 115k+, favs: 2k+, follows: 3k+, updated: Sep 28, 2023 published: May 16, 2022, Harry P., Daphne G., Susan B.
Chapter 1: Prologue
To be Whole Again
Summary: This is a story of a man that lost everything he had, a story of betrayal, loss, sadness, and vengeance. Follow along as Harry goes through doing the impossible, gaining back his loved ones, and dishing out vengeance upon those that wronged him. Harry/Daphne/Susan (Time-Travel)
One would think that after the defeat of a madman bent on bringing destruction to the world and almost succeeding that the world would flourish, one would think that after a young man took up the responsibility to defeat said madman after the death of the leader of the light he would be hailed as the hero, one would think that after going through this terrifying war the people of the country would take precautions, would listen to the young man that saved them, one would think that the savior's friends and comrades would stick by his side and would have shared a bond which would remain strong till the end of time. One would think that the savior after years of bloodshed and death would finally be able to live the life he always wanted to with the ones dear to his heart. One would think… that he would be happy.
One would be wrong.
For the life of the savior was a tragic one, a life filled with death, torture, sadness, manipulations, and worst of all... it was a story of betrayal. Betrayal by those the man considered family, betrayal by those the man looked up to, and betrayal by those he sacrificed all he had for. This was the story of a man named Harry James Potter.
The sound of footsteps were heard as a man ran along the marble floor of the mansion, if one could see, they would have seen the destruction the man left behind, craters were formed in the marble floor, blood running along the walls of the hall, pooling in the craters on the floor, bodies littered the room, limbs scattered, a head here, an arm there. The room was filled with the stench of blood, palpable of the death witnessed by the walls.
The man ran, until he was in front of a set of doors, tightly sealed. He blasted his way through the doors, but what he saw made his blood run cold.
Looking back at him, staring lifelessly were pale blue eyes, which always held such warmth to them when they were directed towards him, today they looked dull, motionless, same as the woman they belonged to, his wife.
The woman he loved more than anything else in his life was dead, killed, taken away from him before they could start a family. Killed in their home!
The Chamber of Secrets, 2065
" Master " a hiss was heard as a large scaley snake slithered up one of the legs of the bed the person it called Master was sleeping in.
Dull green eyes shot open, noticing his loyal pet slithering up to him, the man brought up his hand and started to pet the snake that had now reached up to his chest and was looking down at him.
" Master, are you okay? " the snake inquired.
"Just fine Salena, just fine" replied Harry.
" Was it the same dream again Master? "
"Today was the day, the day she was taken from me, and I could not protect her, I was not able to keep the promise I gave during our wedding, I promised I would protect her, I would make her happy, I would give her the life she deserved and the family she always wanted, especially after we lost one-third of us so soon, and I couldn't keep my promise" replied Harry thinking about the 2 pairs of dull lifeless blue eyes that frequently haunted his dreams.
That was the same reason that the eyes that once held so much life in them, so much fire and passion blazing in the deep emerald depths now looked dull, being a shade of what they once used to be.
" Isn't that why we are doing this Master? For both the Mistresses. You are trying to achieve what most consider impossible, just so you could be with them. Protect and love them again. " Salena tried to soothe her master again.
"Yes, and today is the day I finally achieve the impossible… or die trying." Harry replied with determination.
Harry got up from his resting place with Salena wrapped around his shoulders. He proceeded to clean himself up with a negligent wave of his hand and moved out the door and towards the ritual room in the chamber that had been his home for the last 30 years.
The room itself was filled with carvings on the floor, intricate runes carved into the floor with expert precision, after days of carving and years of research and preparation he had finally completed it. As Harry proceeded to enter the room a small smile began to form on his lips as he looked over his work.
After years of research and traveling, he had finally found a way to go back to his loved ones. He finally will be able to hold the ones he loved and stare into the vibrant eyes of his wives.
Harry moved towards the table in the far right corner of the room, which held an array of jars on them, all with different and unique contents, some considered extinct. One of them held a silvery substance, taken from one of the purest creatures known to mankind, Unicorns. While the other jars contained objects of similar importance, like the tears of a Phoenix, the venom of a Basilisk, and the heartstring of a Nundu. All considered to be potent with the oldest of magics known to mankind.
Harry took a look at the jars to make sure everything was in order before he moved towards the runes stone in the middle of the room. The stone was in the shape of a cuboid, 10 meters in width and length while the top was a meter off the ground.
Etched into each side of the stone one could see intricate drawings of pentagons, runes that were lost to time, and lines that connected each of the pentagons to the runic structure in the middle.
Harry was most concerned about the runic structure in the middle that he had just recently finished carving into the stone, he had taken every precaution into making sure all was as planned. Harry had taken days to carefully carve each of the lines in the runic circle with his own hands, not because he didn't trust his magic to carve it perfectly, but because of the importance it held in the ritual that had Harry worried and hence he chose to do it by himself by hand.
Roaming his eyes over it once again, and finding no mistakes Harry signed with satisfaction.
Harry took the Unicorn blood jar, mixing it with the Phoenix tear and the Basilisk venom, making it the most potent substance around, perfect for storing magic and powering up the runes when he started to pour his own magic into the runes.
He slightly tilted the jar that held the concoction Harry just made until it started to slowly drip into the carved runes on the stone, once a thin layer of the liquid rested in the runes Harry stopped.
Putting the jar back on the table Harry then proceeded to get undressed as he climbed on top of the rune stone, with his back on the runic circle in the middle. Salena uncoiled from his shoulders as Harry laid down and moved such that she was on top of Harry's chest, making it clear to Harry that she was going to be a part of this ritual as well. And Harry had no problems with that, after all, she was the only constant companion he had in the long life he had lived, sticking with him through thick and thin as he traveled all over the world finding a way to go back to his loved ones. Because even though Harry was Salena's Master, she had grown to care for her Mistresses and dearly missed them.
The moment had finally come, he was finally going to be able to look into 2 of the most beautiful pair of blue eyes he had ever seen and loved fiercely. Susan and Daphne, his pride and joy, his pillars of support, his constant companions until the very end, his beautiful wives.
Harry closed his eyes, hoping that it all worked out as planned and he did not end up making multiple paradoxes, which would have severe repercussions. He reminded himself of the reason he was doing this, the reason he was risking it all. He wanted to give himself and his wives a second chance in life and he would achieve it no matter what.
" Don't worry Master, all will go as planned, you will soon be able to see them again " came the assurance from Salena, after so many years of staying with Harry, Salena was well in tune with what harry was thinking about and the emotions that she was feeling coming from Harry through the familiar bond they shared.
"I know Salena, I know. If all goes to plan, we should be waking up on the 5th of March in 2004, a year before Susan was taken from us." Harry replied.
" Let's just hope they are open-minded to all that we are doing right now, and understand the risks you are taking, if I remember correctly both of the Mistresses were quite fierce with their wands when you did something particularly stupid. " Salena said teasingly.
Harry winced, being reminded of what happened when one of them was angry at a stupid decision he made, "Stupid Griffindorishness" they used to call it. One of them angry at him used to have him running for the hills, but while one of them was angry, the other would remain calm and sort things out and calm the other, they were a perfect blend of ice and fire, but this time it was entirely possible that the both of them would be running after him for risking his life.
"I just hope they understand why I had to do this." Harry replied as he proceeded to cover himself with the invisibility cloak and placed the elder wand on top of it just as Salena seemingly merged into his skin leaving behind a tattoo on his chest of a snake coiled and ready to strike.
He then proceeded to cut one of his wrists with a sharp knife made of Goblin steel specifically made for rituals. As he placed his arm back by his side he felt his blood flow, and seep into the runes carved into the stone, traveling to each of the runes on the stone connected to the runic circle in the middle.
Once all the runes had Harry's blood flowing in them Harry started chanting in Latin despite the light-headedness he was feeling due to the huge amount of blood loss.
The runes started to glow, and Harry felt his magic leak out of his body to power the runes, the magical energy needed to push Harry back in time so many years was taking a toll on Harry, he was starting to feel the exhaustion finally settle into him, but he pushed on. He could not risk this. The ritual needed to be successful, he pushed with all his willpower pushing all the magic he had in him, feeling it drain and the runes soaking it all up and powering up as the glow continued to grow brighter.
As the glow continued to brighten, it soon covered the entire chamber in light, the magical flames roared to life with the amount of magic in the air. The runes started to soak all the magic in like a vacuum until finally, it blasted out sending a shockwave of magical ripple, which was felt by the hundreds of students that resided in the castle a hundred meters above the chamber.
The Chamber of Secrets, 1994
With a gasp of pain Harry landed on the cold hard floor of the Chamber of Secrets, opening his eyes he saw the familiar ceiling of the Chamber he spent so many years in. But something was different, gone were the runes that he had etched into them for warding the chamber, and gone were the torches he kept to light up the room.
Harry hesitantly brought his hand up and he was shocked to see it so thin, so scrawny, he immediately shot up, which in hindsight was a bad idea after performing such a demanding ritual. As he fell to the floor in pain and exhaustion and barely heard a thud in front of him as if something heavy hit the floor.
" Master are you all right? " Salena asked worriedly looking at Harry through her serpentine eyelids.
"Fine, just tired and exhausted after the ritual" Harry replied to ease the worries of his long-time friend and familiar.
Finally standing up after taking some rest, Harry took in his surroundings, on his right, there still was the corpse of the Basilisk he had slain in his second year, which in turn got Harry worried because if his plan had gone as expected he should have been in the year 2004, by then he had removed and harvested the Basilisk, but it being here meant something had gone wrong.
Harry hesitantly waved his hand to perform a simple tempus spell, and the date Harry saw brought a torment of emotions to his mind, relief, happiness, pride, and also nervousness, for now, he was back a few years before he had planned, it was the 5th of November 1994.
The nervousness was not because Tom was alive, no he could kill him again, as he had done when he was 17, now with exponentially more knowledge and power he was not quite so worried about Tom.
What worried him was that at this point in time, he was still the 'Gryffindor Golden Boy', he was not yet close to his future wives, one was just an acquaintance due to the classes they shared, while the other was indifferent to him, believing him to be an arrogant fool that was favored by the Headmaster. Not that the blatant favoritism that Dumbledore showed to the Gryffindor house helped in any case.
"No no no no no! This was not the plan, it is 10 years too early! My wives still don't know me at this point, what if they don't like me, what if they are different? What if I changed something when I came back" Harry started to go through all the scenarios where one or both of them do not reciprocate his feelings and do not want to be with him.
" Master calm down, we are here now, you have done the impossible, and even though it's a bit unfortunate that it did not go as according to the plan and Mistresses don't know you, you still have a chance, you still have a chance to get to know them, build a relationship with them, bring them back. " Salena tried to give assurance to her Master as she slithered onto Harry's shoulders.
"You are right Salena, I have to try, I will do all in my power to get them back, now that they are alive it's all that matters, and even if they do not share my feelings, I will make sure they stay alive and happy for as long as I live." Harry assured himself.
Looking down at himself and noticing his state of undress, with a wave of his hand he was covered with black robes.
As he started to calm himself down using his impressive occlumency skill honed after years of training, he started to recollect what was so significant about the year 1994.
Panicked eyes shot wide open as he remembered it was his fourth year which meant the Triwizard tournament was being held at Hogwarts, and it being the 5th of November, he knew that 5 days ago his name came out of the Goblet of Fire.
But that was not the reason for his panic, the reason for that was that he would have to attend the Yule ball, and that would mean that he would have to dance…
"Fuck!"
Salena started hissing loudly which sounded suspiciously like laughter.
That was because she was laughing as she came to the same realization Harry did a few moments ago, and she remembered the dance lessons that Mistress Daphne had her Master go through and what followed.
Harry turned his head to glare at his laughing familiar, which in turn prompted Salena to laugh more.
Chapter 1
To be Whole Again
Last Time
But that was not the reason for his panic, the reason for that was that he would have to attend the Yule ball, and that would mean that he would have to dance…
"Fuck!"
Salena started hissing loudly which sounded suspiciously like laughter.
That was because she was laughing as she came to the same realization Harry did a few moments ago, and she remembered the dance lessons that Mistress Daphne had her Master go through and what followed.
Harry turned his head to glare at his laughing familiar, which in turn prompted Salena to laugh more.
Hufflepuff Common Room, Hogwarts, 8th November 1994
Kind blue eyes roamed over the people in the common room as she sat in the corner on a yellow loveseat. Taking in the chaos that was ever present since Halloween, when the selection of the champions for the Triwizard tournament took place.
The Great Hall, Hogwarts, 31st October 1994
The selection of the champions was going as smoothly as possible. The Great Hall was decorated to celebrate Halloween, with students mingling among themselves at their respective House tables.
The students of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic were seated at Ravenclaw's table while the students of Durmstrang Institute shared the Slytherin table, both of which were elongated to make space for the visiting school's students.
While the staff table was also elongated to add space for the Headmaster and Headmistress of the two visiting schools, being seated on either side of Dumbledor were Igor Karkaroff and Olympe Maxime. The Former with an ever-present sneer on his face while overlooking all the students and the latter with a neutral expression quietly conversing with Hagrid, the Keeper of Keys and Grounds of Hogwarts, and the Professor of Magical Creatures subject.
The Goblet of Fire still stood there in all its majestic glory, the intricate design of the stand it was kept on, the blue tinted glass that made the body of the cup, and the ever-present blue flames dancing in the cup.
The Goblet of Fire was an ancient artifact, used to select the best student from each of the competing schools, being used since the initiation of the Triwizard tournament. 'Champions' was what the students selected were called. Champions of their respective schools that were participating in the tournament.
The food as usual was enticing and mouth-watering as they were accustomed to as it was prepared by the hard-working House-elves that served Hogwarts and its inhabitants.
As the dining came to a close the process to select the Champions for the Triwizard tournament was underway.
Professor Dumbledore and Ludo Bagman started with their speeches, speaking about the eternal glory winning the Triwizard tournament brought to the Champion, and also the 1000 galleon money prize that was to be given with the trophy.
Once the speeches were over, Professor Dumbledore walked over to the Goblet of Fire to begin the selection of the Champions.
The flames of the Goblet of Fire roared and a piece of parchment was shot out of the cup, caught by Dumbledore.
"The Champion for Durmstrang Institute is… Viktor Krum!"
The students of Durmstrang cheered loudly, acknowledging the selection of one of their favorites. And many of the Quidditch fans also cheered seeing as the Champion who was selected was also a Professional Quidditch player having returned from recently playing as a seeker in the Quidditch World Cup final for Bulgaria.
Viktor Krum stood up with an expressionless face, acting as though the pointing, whispering, and students trying to gain his attention did not even faze him, which was expected as being a Professional Quidditch player would have trained him in how to handle fans and reporters. If rumors were to be believed, he was also a pretty powerful Wizard, which would make him the perfect candidate to be selected as the Durmstrang Champion.
As Krum walked into the side room that was connected to the Great Hall, the Goblet of Fire once again roared to life and shot out another piece of parchment which was summoned by the Headmaster.
"The Champion for Beauxbatons Academy of Magic is… Fleur Delacour!"
There was a polite applause heard from the Ravenclaw table where the Beauxbatons students sat, but while all the students of the school cheered, it was pretty noticeable that a part of the student body of Beauxbatons was only clapping due to it being expected of them to support the Champion and there being no real enthusiasm behind their applause, some looking at the Champion with jealous eyes.
And why wouldn't they be jealous, Fleur Delacour, if asked to be described in one word was gorgeous, with silvery blonde hair, expressive bright blue eyes, and a figure many professional models would kill for. As the girl stood up, she noticed quite a few male students' eye glaze over.
Apparently, the Veela nature of the Beauxbatons champion was a bit too much for some of the boys as some of them started to droll. She noticed that the number of jealous eyes on the girl increased as she walked inside the same side room that Krum was directed towards.
And now was the moment that most of Hogwarts was waiting for, she could see many of the senior eligible students that had entered their name into the Goblet sitting on the edge of their seats, and some biting their nails in anticipation.
Again, the fire in the Goblet came to life as a third piece of Parchment was shot out and caught by Professor Dumbledore as he proceeded to read the name on the parchment.
"The Champion for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is… Cedric Diggory!"
And the students she sat with on the Hufflepuff table exploded with cheers as one of their own was selected to be the Hogwarts Champion, and while they could hear some of the boos coming their way from the other tables they did not care as this was their moment, after years of being called the House of leftovers, they finally had a chance to bring glory to the House as one of their most talented students was selected.
Cedric Diggory was a crush of many of the female population of the school, with brownish blonde hair, an angular face, and an impressive figure that was maintained by years of practice on the Quidditch field as he was the Captain and Seeker of the Hufflepuff House Quidditch team, she did not see the appeal it had on others; if she was asked she would say that messy raven black hair and vibrant emerald green eyes appealed to her more.
As Cedric followed the same path the 2 champions before him had gone to, the side room where all the Champions were directed.
Professor Dumbledore once again took the stage. As he was about to disperse the students after a few announcements something baffling occurred.
The Goblet's fire roared to life for a fourth time that day, which caused quite the murmurs and speculations about what was going on, even the Judges of the Tournament looked confused. As they converged on the Goblet to inspect it a fourth piece of parchment was sent shooting out of the Goblet.
Four champions, in a tournament of three?
Just as Professor Dumbledore caught the parchment, everyone noticed as the color drained from his face and his posture stiffened, eyes roamed over the Gryffindor table as he called out.
"Harry Potter!"
Hufflepuff Common Room, Hogwarts, 8th November 1994
The following days were quite chaotic among the Hufflepuff students since many believed that the Boy Who Lived deliberately entered himself into the tournament, not even giving a thought to the fact that the protections put in place were placed by Professor Dumbledore himself. A man many considered the strongest wizard since Merlin.
She still remembered what happened to those that tried to enter into the tournament but were ineligible. Fred and George Weasley, the two pranksters of Hogwarts had tried to get themselves into the tournament by drinking a potion, which she assumed was the aging potion, and crossing the age line set up by Professor Dumbledore. But as soon as they threw their parchments into the Goblet, they were thrown back a few meters and had grown a beard longer than Professor Dumbledore's beard.
She still couldn't figure out how the student body was so idiotic enough to think that a fourth-year student would be able to bypass security measures set up by a wizard with more than a century's worth of experience. Even if said fourth-year student was the Boy Who Lived.
' Were they really so desperate for a target?' she thought to herself.
She was horrified when she heard of the plans that were being made by her Housemates to make Harry Potter's life miserable, some thought about pranking him, some thought of stealing his belongings and making him walk around naked, and some were straight-up physical abuse that they had planned.
Though those plans were shot down quickly once Cedric returned from the Champions meeting, where he said he believed Harry about him not entering his name. And Cedric being a popular and respected student in the Hufflepuff house many listened to him, although a bit reluctantly. But the animosity towards Harry Potter among her Housemates remained firm and even if plans for physical 'retribution' were scraped off by Cedric, he could not stop plans for pranks from being made.
Whether Cedric did this out of the goodness of his heart, or whether he really believed Harry, or if he just did not consider Harry as a competition to him, she did not know, but that did not mean she was not thankful towards Cedric for stopping her Housemates from doing something almost criminal against a boy she had come to admire from far.
Ever since her first year she had been intrigued by the boy, she wouldn't deny that she had started to get attracted towards the boy, with his messy raven black hair, the deep emerald green eyes, the high cheekbones, but all she had done till now was admire him from a distance. She never found the courage to go and talk to the boy, sometimes it was due to her own insecurities, and sometimes due to Ron Weasley never letting anyone other than a Gryffindor near him.
She still remembered their second year, when the entire school had turned their back on Harry, called him a Dark Lord, the Heir of Slytherin, just because he had a gift that allowed him to talk to snakes.
She would agree that the hissing sounds did give her the creeps, but that did not mean that the person with the gift was evil, and if that was not enough, then the boy's own mother was a muggleborn, so why would he attack muggleborns in the school.
She had tried to talk to him even during their second year, trying to let him know that she did not blame him and that she did not believe in those ridiculous rumors labeling him as the Heir of Slytherin. But she never had the courage to do so.
But this time, she had made up her mind, if the opportunity presented itself, she would definitely let Harry know that she believed in him, and would warn him about the pranks being planned against him by her Housemates.
' Maybe I would also be able to get to know him better, and who knows where it goes after that.' she thought to herself as she gathered the courage to talk to Harry as soon as possible.
But she was not sure how she would do that, Harry had not been spotted in the Great Hall during any of the meals since the evening of 5th November, and also as the Champions were allowed to miss the classes, she was not able to spot him in any of the classes they shared as well for the past 3 days.
Slytherin Common Room, Hogwarts, 8th November 1994
Daphne Greengrass, the Heiress of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Greengrass was sitting in the corner of the Slytherin Common Room along with her friends Tracey Davis and Blaise Zabini. Tracey was trying her best to gain the attention of Blaise who kept on ignoring her in favor of reading the book that he had with him.
Daphne was someone that could go toe to toe with some of the Veelas in terms of beauty and win, with her silky honey blonde hair, dark blue eyes which appeared as cold as ice, pouty red lips, and a figure with curves in all the right places that gave promise of even more beauty as she matured. Some even speculated if they had any connections to Veelas or if a Veela had maybe married into their family in the past.
But beauty was not the only thing she was gifted with, being the heiress of a Most Ancient and Noble house she was trained from her childhood on how to read people, how to gain the upper hand, how to take advantage of any situation, and how to deal with people that did not take no for an answer.
She was known as the ice queen not because of her cold and indifferent nature, but because of her proficiency in any magic related to ice.
A year back in her third year, when they were finally allowed to go to Hogsmeade, a fourth-year boy made the mistake of not taking no for an answer when he asked Daphne to accompany him to Hogsmeade, the spell she fired that day still brought shivers to every boy's spine whenever her icy blue eyes were directed towards them.
It was rumored that she froze the arrogant boy's family jewels with a family spell and the boy had to be transferred to Sanit Mungos' for treatment and was not seen until the next month.
Today she was sitting with her friends trying hard not to show the amusement she experienced when she witnessed yet another one of Draco's annoying obsessive rants about Potter.
' How that daddy's boy even got himself sorted into Slytherin is beyond me. The insults he is spewing out of his mouth for Potter are not even doing anything considering that Potter is not here, instead all he is achieving is making himself look like a petty and obsessive guy.' Daphne thought to herself as she shook her head in amusement.
Finally getting tired of trying to get Blaise's attention, Tracey moved her focus towards Daphne and brought up the topic that everyone was talking about since Halloween night.
"So, do you think that Potter really entered his name into the Goblet of Fire?" Tracey inquired.
That really had been the talk of the town around Hogwarts concerning the Bow Who Lived and his selection into the Triwizard tournament. The Slytherin house itself was pretty much divided into groups where some thought that he did somehow find a way to get entered into the tournament, which would be quite impressive as that would mean bypassing Dumbledore's protections around the Goblet. While she herself thought that Potter did not enter his name into the tournament.
"I don't think so, I mean even if we discount the fact that the protections around the Goblet were placed by one of the most powerful wizards alive, there still needs to be a motive for Potter to enter his name in the Goblet." Daphne replied to her friend.
"Winning the Tournament would bring in so much fame, and don't you remember about the prize money too, a 1000 galleon is a lot for a 14-year-old boy." Tracey reasoned.
"Who was the last person to win the Triwizard tournament?" Daphne asked Tracey and waited for her reply, when none came, she continued.
"Exactly, no one even remembers the last person to win the tournament, while the entire world knows who the 'Boy Who Lived' is, so it can't be for the 'eternal glory', and he is also the Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, which is considered to be one of the wealthiest families in Britain, so he does not even need the money." Daphne answered.
"So, do you think someone entered his name into the Goblet? But why would they do that? What would they be achieving entering the Gryffindor Golden boy's name into the tournament?" Tracey asked.
"I don't know, but I do know one thing for sure, it couldn't have been Potter who added his name into the Goblet. His scores in the classes are average at best, and even if he took the help of Granger, I don't know how she would have been able to bypass Dumbledore's wards." Daphne replied.
"So, who do you think will win?" Blaise nonchalantly, finally jumping into the conversation.
"I think it will be Potter somehow, he will do something crazy and win, haven't you heard about the rumors of Potter fighting that troll in our first year, and one of him defeating the Slytherin's monster a year after that? And if the rumors at the end of our third year are to be believed that Potter could conjure a corporeal Patronus then he could be pretty powerful." Tracey replied.
Malfoy, who so far had been ranting about Potter suddenly stopped and butted into their conversation as he heard Tracey.
"Really? You believe in those ridiculous rumors? Potter is nothing but an annoying attention-seeking brat, that will get his due in this Tournament when he so foolishly decided to enter into this tournament. He is nothing but a filthy half-blood, but you would of course support him, being the same filthy half-blood." Malfoy sneered as he and his cronies sauntered over to them.
"Do not forget some of the most powerful Wizards were half-blood Malfoy." came Daphne's reply in a frosty tone as she defended her friend. She never liked Malfoy, especially ever since he tried to make himself the leader of their year when they started Hogwarts, throwing his father's name around.
Daphne noticed Malfoy's eyes leering at her as he turned to face her. That caused Daphne to narrow her eyes and tighten her grip around her wand.
"Nobody was talking to you Greengrass" Malfoy sneered.
That caused Daphne to raise her perfectly elegant eyebrow as if she was amused by the idiocy on display by Malfoy.
"Remember whom you are talking to Malfoy, your family is only of Nobel standing, while I am the heiress to one of the Most Ancient and Noble houses in Wizarding Britain." One could clearly make out the icy tone in Daphne's voice as she put Malfoy in his place.
Draco hearing that paled considerably, as he knew the battle was lost, while his family was well respected and held many political ties, it was not an ancient family, and he knew that the Greengrass family held more political power and wealth than his own.
' I will show the bitch what happens when you insult a Malfoy once I become Lord Black, until then I have to tread carefully.' Malfoy thought as he made a hasty retreat with Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson, and Nott following after him as Tracey laughed at the cowardness shown.
"You should be a bit careful, there's only so much he will take laying down, and after some time he might snap and do something foolish that might spell trouble for you" Blaise pointed out.
"Don't worry, he is all talk and no action, the only reason he holds an iota of power in Slytherin is because of his father and his ties." Daphne replied.
"Anyways, so do you believe Potter has any chance of winning this tournament Daphne?" Tracey asked as she tried to change the topic.
"I do not know if Potter can win the tournament or not, but I do know one thing for sure though, this is going to be an interesting year." Daphne concluded as she bid farewell to her friends and walked towards her dorm room that she shared with Tracey.
Harry Potter had been a mystery for Daphne. From the start she had thought that he would have been an arrogant Gryffindor, who would have an ego the size of Hogwarts with all the fame that he got, and considering the wealth of the Potter family, he would have been spoilt rotten.
But when she arrived here at Hogwarts for her first year, she was shocked to see Potter, he did not have any fancy clothes on, and he did not walk around like he owned the place unlike a blonde pounce she knew, he was not boasting and throwing his fame around or his money. He was an ordinary boy who was friends with Weasel of all people and the clothes he wore did not do justice to the station he held in Wizarding Britain.
As the first year went by, she did believe one thing, that Potter was favored by the Hogwarts Headmaster, with the number of rules he broke and never got punished for it, and to top it off the Headmaster had awarded last minute points to Gryffindor for showing 'Unwavering bravery in the face of Danger' but they were never explained what Potter and his group did to earn those points.
Similarly in their second year, at the end of the year, Potter and Weasel were again awarded heaps of points and an award for Special Service to the school, but again it was never explained what they did to achieve those points.
This year was different though because she really did not believe Potter would have entered his name into the Goblet of Fire.
' He did not have the skills to do so, and even if he did, why would the Goblet choose Potter as a Champion, surely there are many better candidates than him.' Daphne thought to herself as she prepared to go to bed.
If rumors were to be believed, then Potter was being avoided by his own housemates, while some thought he was an attention-seeking liar that entered his name into the Goblet, others thought he used some kind of dark magic to trick the Goblet.
' The Gryffindor Golden boy going dark.' that thought had Daphne laughing in her head, the possibility of such a thing happening was beyond impossible for her to imagine.
One would think that his best friends would stay by his side, but no, the Weasel was one of the forefront advocates of Potter being an attention seeker, and Granger was all but avoiding Potter. For the next 5 days after the choosing of the Champions ceremony, the entire school noticed how Potter used to sit alone during meal times or in classes and everyone around him used to scoot away from him as if he carried some kind of disease.
And since the last 3 days Potter was not even spotted anywhere, not in the Great Hall and not even in the classes they shared, so where had Potter disappeared to?
Potter was a mystery and she was going to solve it.
The Chamber of Secrets, Hogwarts, 8th November 1994
A small smile formed on Harry's face as he finally harvested the Basilisk, for the last 3 days Harry worked tirelessly as he worked to clean up the Chamber.
The first thing he did after coming back in time was to secure Ravenclaw's diadem from the Room of Hidden Things in the Room of Requirements, he knew it was a Horcrux, and while he had a way to destroy it, he would not be doing so right now.
As destroying the Horcrux might alert Voldemort about someone having found out about his secrets and that could alter the timeline drastically, that would mean his knowledge of the future would have no value anymore. And that was the very same reason Harry did not want to prove Sirius's innocence right away, as that would also change the timeline in ways he could not be sure of.
Now some might consider Harry selfish for not helping out his Godfather, but Harry was a practical guy and knew the consequences of altering the timeline, or rather he feared the unknown consequences of it.
But that did not mean he was not going to help his Godfather and let him be on the run while being chased all around by the Dementors and Aurors, no, he already was trying to think of plans that might help Sirius stay away from the Ministry and safe until he could be proved innocent.
And the fear of timeline deviation was again the reason why Harry was not going to oust the fake Moody, while he would remain on his guard around Barty Crouch Jr, he won't be exposing him.
Going through the list of Horcruxes that he had prepared, he started listing down their locations
1. Dairy (Destroyed)
2. Diadem (Secured, CoS)
3. Locket (12 Grimmauld Place, Regulus's room)
4. Hufflepuff's Cup (Lestrange Vault)
5. Nagini (Location Unknown)
6. Gaunt Ring (Gaunt Manor)
7. Harry Potter (Destroyed when traveled to the past).
Harry had decided that he would leave the events to occur as they did in the past, with him making some minor changes that would not majorly affect the events and cause a deviation from the original timeline.
Hence Harry for now had decided to secure just the Diadem and the Slytherin's locket when he finally was able to get into Grimmauld place. That would the summer after his 4th year. He could try calling Kreacher and try gaining his loyalty, but he wasn't sure if Kreacher would bring the locket to him just based upon a 'Half-blood' claiming to be able to destroy the locket.
Next was the cup, Harry had no desire to break into Gringotts once more, considering the relations that were damaged and the hefty fine that he had to pay last time around, so he decide to leave it there for now.
Regarding Nagini, Harry had decided to kill Voldemort's snake if the opportunity presented itself in the graveyard after the third task as it was easy to make it look like an accident rather than a thought-out plan. Otherwise, he could always deal with it during the final battle.
The Gaunt Ring was an entirely different topic, while he was aware of its location and hiding place after going through Dumbledore's journal in the original timeline, he wanted it to remain there, as it was the perfect way to get Dumbledore out of the way.
Dumbledore was not an evil guy per se, but his vision of him being the 'Leader of the Light' and manipulating everyone around him cost the wizarding world many bright souls. Also, his unmovable stance on second chances and nonlethal ways could potentially hamper many of Harry's plans. For that, he needed to go.
Lastly, the Horcrux in Harry's scar had been removed when he made the time jump, magic was a complicated and wonderful thing that worked in mysterious ways, so when Harry jumped, rather than his body being displaced, it was his soul and conscience that were removed from his body.
According to what Harry could figure out, his soul had then merged with the past Harry's soul successfully and in the process pushed the fragment of Voldemort's soul out.
Now whether his magic came along with him or not was a discussion for another day, as many believed that soul was magic and magic was soul for the magical population, while they were incorrect in that assumption, a person's soul and magic are so intertwined that it was easy to deduce what the general population speculated as true.
The next order of business that Harry did after securing the diadem was to open Slytherin's personal chambers inside the Chamber of Secrets. The entrance for that was beside Slytherin's statue, Harry had discovered this in the original timeline during his years of stay in the Chamber.
And was thankful that it was never discovered by Tom during his stay as a student, otherwise considering the knowledge the study held, it would have caused Tom to be even more dangerous than he already was.
Salazar's personal chamber held many artifacts, like books on parselmagic and rituals, it had jars of rare potions, and most importantly, Salazar's personal journals along with a Pensive.
What many did not know was that while the now Headmaster's office once was Godric Gryffindor's chambers, the other 3 founders also had their own secret chambers, the Chamber of Secret was Salazar's, but Helga Hufflepuff's and Rowena Ravenclaw's chambers were yet to be discovered and each chamber held untold stories of the past.
And each founder had their own set of secret libraries and a pensive was bought by each of them for various reasons, if only to relive their adventures. Even after decades of living at Hogwarts Harry was not able to find the remaining secret chambers of the two female founders, but Harry was determined if nothing else, they did hold untold mysteries and knowledge after all.
After verifying that everything was as expected Harry began the task of cleaning the chamber and harvesting the Basilisk, he knew he was a pariah in his own house, and the torments he suffered at the hands of those he once considered friends, so he had made up his mind to shift to the Chamber of Secrets for the remainder of this year.
After 3 days of hard work, he had finally completed getting the chamber ready, he had finally harvested the Basilisk for its skin, venom, and organs which were considered invaluable potion ingredients.
He had also warded the entire chamber so that he could make sure that no one but himself and the people he brought could enter the chamber, anyone else who tried would be in for a nasty surprise.
As for the Horcruxes, he had heavily warded and secured with the help of runes a corner in Slytherin's personal chambers which only he could access to make sure that the Horcruxes would remain secure and also prevented it from affecting the minds of any defenseless person.
Now, all he had to do was come up with a plan to get to know Susan and Daphne better, he knew Susan would be more receptive to his friendship as she was one of the few people that did not believe he entered his name into the tournament and if the timeline had not changed much, he knew she would seek him out before the 1st task. That's when he would start building bridges.
The problem would be connecting with Daphne the most, as even though he knew she also did not believe him to have entered his name in the tournament, she still did believe him to be the 'Gryffindor Golden boy' and the rivalry between their two houses would cause further problems.
' I will have to come up with a plan such that the house rivalry does not affect my relationship with Daphne, maybe a resorting? Gryffindor has anyways banished me from the house, convincing Dumbledore would be the only issue.' Harry thought as he tried to come up with a plan.
" Master, I have come back from listening in on the staff meeting that took place today, all are trying to find you, the man with the hooked nose was insulting your father, while the old fool was talking about the wards not picking up on your location and the staff was concerned about your whereabouts." same Salena's voice as she came back from the Staff room where Harry had sent her to gain information.
"No surprises there, we will deal with them when the time is right, for now, we shall wait and watch till the first task." Harry replied.