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Harry finds himself not wanting to go back, the inside of the diary is warm, warmer than any other place he's been in but it's only a loop of memory so Harry finds himself a bit disappointed. While in his head Harry feels like someone was looking at him, but that can't be true right ? He decided to still look everywhere and find a little older student than him looking at him.
"What are you doing in the corridor ? It is past curfew, you should be in your room mister ?"
Harry shrugged a little bit, not knowing what to do. What can he say "Yeah sorry i lost myself, i'm not even from that time ?" not the best idea right now. The older student starts to look annoyed by him and his oddity.
"Sorry, I kinda lost myself. I'm new here, you know transfert... i happen to came here way to early, i should have started only next year but uuh accidental magic and stuff happened"
The older Student that seems to be a Ravenclaw - which why raven by the way ‘cause the emblem is an eagle - looks at him suspiciously "Right" he says before adding " Then we should go see the Headmaster, for you to be sorted". Harry, a little stunned, says nothing and just follows him as he takes the road to go to the headmaster.
“What is your name, I think I forgot to ask ? I’m Heir Lovegood, the head house of Ravenclaw”
~Magic is time, time is magic, in this line of time as cruel as it will be you’ll be Harry PEVERELL, shall you accept your title and your new life~
Apparently Lady magic already chose for him, if he remembers well the peverell are the three brothers from that children book, master of death and stuff he thinks. New memories flows in his mind, a new life, a promise of new friends, new love, new experience but also new traumas, new problems, new everything.
“I’m Harry Peverell, it’s a pleasure to meet you Heir Lovegood”
“Peverell as the three brothers Peverell ?”
The look on the face of lovegood was just amazing, shocked, stunned but with a little something in the eyes that showed admiration and other emotion that Harry was too tired to try to analyse !
“Yes my mother is the descendent of the third brother but the story is a bit romanticized for not scaring the children.”
Lovegood hummed and continued to walk for at least twenty-five minutes. Does the castle change at my time? Harry keeps being in his head, seeing every little difference between then and now - or now and in the future - he doesn't know how he should say it…
The Ravenclaw stops in front of a beautiful statue of an Eagle “We’re here, this is the headmaster office, the password is UNITY, hope you go well and see you at the morning feast ! Goodnight Peverell.“ “GoodNight Lovegood” Harry goes in the stairs and knocks at the door at the end of them.
“Enter !”
“ Hello Headmaster”
The headmaster looks at Harry as if he was some kind of anomaly in the timeline which is true but still it hurts a bit, he didn’t actually want to stay, he misses his friends even though they are assholes sometimes !
“You must be Heir Potter or should I say Peverell, Lady magic lend me a sweet note about your coming ! She was a bit, how should i say it, harsh on her words telling me why and how you were here and some other information that will not be revealed to you for your safety in this time !” Harry found himself baffled. “So heir Peverell, in this time i’m the headmaster, you can call me Headmaster Black or Lord Black, you will find that some of the people you knew in your time are younger here, as professor or as student ! You will be sorted tomorrow at the morning feast as for where you’re going to sleep tonight. We have a wing especially for foreign students. Do you have any questions that you find yourself pressed to ask ?” he looks at him with a questioning brow.
“Uhh- Does lady magic in that sweet little note, as you call it, say what's happening at this time in my world ? And if my magic level is compatible with this time ? I know that the curriculum was way simplified in my time and I don't want to be lost in class ?”
“Yes those are rather interesting questions, for answering you, in your time everything is frozen like time could not move, it just stops ! For your compatibility Lady Magic assured me that you were having the necessary level and a bond with someone from this time…how i don’t know she’s a little shit sometimes.”
~Lord Black our connection is sacred but do not insult my prowess, i am not only your friend i am also a deity, the first of all with my brothers, you will have to speak of us, of me as such ! Harry, Harrison, you are our child, the child of magic, time and death, you are the only one of your kind, you will be granted a bright future but we can’t make it “always & forever” their is one moment where we will have to send you back, no warning, no goodbyes, you will just be gone any trace of you will stays in memories and your bondmate will be protected ! Shall your day be bright !~
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The morning feast was as always boring, students being loud, teacher being rather useless, nothing new, always the same little story, Tom was getting bored of this, or that what he would have said about this morning is they were not a little cutie waiting at the teacher table. He found the boy rather interesting, small features, thin, bright brown hair, avada green eyes that make you want to drown yourself in it ! Clothes too big for him, messy, a bit lost, looking for something or rather someone. When his eyes fell on Tom’s one, Tom fells complet, warmer than usual, as if he was in a big hug, he find himself wanting to touch the younger one when he heard the headmaster say “Good morning dear students, today will be a bit different ! As many of you can see, we have a new student, a foreign one, Harrison Peverell. He should have started next year but some complications happened so he will start now. After his sorting you will all have your morning to settle with his arrival and explain to him the rules of his future house ! Now professor Dumbledore if you please bring me the hat”.
A lot of voice echo in the rooms “Did he say Peverell”, “peverell like the brother”, “Which brother you think”, “like the necromancers empire peverell”, “like beetle le barde”. They could not stop talking ! Lord black has to intervene.
“Please ! Silence in the hall ! Albus the hat NOW !”
Tom looks a bit shocked, the gaunt were by marriage a commune blood line with the peverell, maybe Harrisson has some of slytherin abilities. He watches as the hat is delicately put on the head of the youngest, his eyes looking shocked, he flinches as something the hat said in his head, he looks so scared, Tom wants to go on stage to hold the little man, he feels possessive of him. “Better be Hufflepuff” Tom is disappointed, what is better than a little and frail boy to manipulate ? He doesn't know Harrison yet but something is magnetic about him, a need to be close, a need to protect, to possess and Tom is always known for his knowledge, his slight insanity, the need to have what he wants at the time he wants, he was always refused so much as a child, now he takes what he deserves without asking !