So, the year 2000? (hp x tr)

not as dense as i thought

"On the count of three, you spin the time turner back 10 times, each spin will take you back 5 years or so."

"Okay, and you're sure that you've changed my bloodlines, my official documents, right?"

"Hadrian Peverell, I am Death. I know everything."

"Okay, okay! And I'm a 21 year old orphan that grew up in America and was tutored because Ilvermony was too dangerous?"

"Exactly! Gosh maybe you're not as dense as i thought."

The young wizard chose to ignore the last statement.

"And I have my masters in Defence and Charms?"

"Exactly!"

Harry nodded.

"You've said goodbye to your friends?"

"Yeh, but they don't know i'm going back in time, they just think i'm moving abroad."

"If that's what you want.. Ready?"

"Yes, I think i am."

"Okay, don't forget i'll be in your head, you can call me whenever you want..."

And with that, the wizard formerly known as Harry Potter, spun the time turner over 10 times. And he was off, good luck Hadrian Peverell.

Hadrian landed in a dark alley in Diagon Alley, bags in hand. He looked around and noticed that the shops weren't very busy. That just might make it easier to get into Gringott's and get himself a room at The Leaky Cauldron.

So, He started walking towards the big bank at the end of the road. The alley looked basically the same, but was quite a bit smaller, maybe a couple less shops? There weren't many people out and about, which Harry put down to it still being quite early in the morning, probably about 6am. The wizards and witches that were out were dressed pretty similarly to his time, maybe with a little more frills though. He decided he should probably pick up a new fashion magazine and pay a visit to Madame Malkin's.

As he walked up the steps of Gringott's, he couldn't help but admire the building. He had genuinely felt guilty about the destruction of this bank in the war, but he had to do what he had to do!

"Hello? Can I please speak with my account manager." Harry spoke softly

"Name?" The goblin recited, without even looking up.

"Peverell.." Harry stated.

The goblin's mouth formed a large O as he snapped his head up, to look at this wizard. There hadn't been a Peverell in decades!