Saving the future by redoing the past.

chapter 4

I felt my body stiff from all the time traveling exhaustion and I let out a groan in my mind as I slowly got up. I looked around quickly and was thankful to be met by the sight of ancient brick walls instead of cold metal walls with red stains. I had slept the night here, I realized. My old habits that had arisen because of living at constant attack and on the run had helped me to stay hidden whenever I wanted. I got up, quickly checking my occlumency (Is that how you spell it?) shields and looked around. 

I quickly apparated to the Gryffindor common rooms. Yes, apparated, in the Hogwarts wards. I was the lord Gryffindor, the ancient blood coming from my father's side. I got into bed and pretended I was still asleep. My thoughts strayed to the parseltongue ritual. It sent my soul, memories, capabilities, and magic back into my past body, destroying my past self and keeping only his body. 

I felt the other boys in my dorm stirring awake through my magic. I too made it an act as though I was waking up. It was the most believable act as I had mastered acting. I was good at pretending many things. It was a very vital skill in my life, used to hide my inheritance. I was a dark necromancer, and I had to hide it. What would the light say if I had revealed this fact, I didn't want to know this back in the past. I made my way to the shower, my mind too lost in thoughts of my non-existent past. I would make sure it never happened. 

The water hitting me broke my daze. I looked around quickly, Dean Thomas, Ronald Weasley, and Nevile Longbottom were also awake. I reached my powerful magic to them, feeling their magic. They were feeling sluggish and sleepy. I resisted the urge to laugh at them, those lazy idiots would have a harsh awakening when the war started. 

Finishing my shower in less than 3 minutes, I got out and quickly threw on my cloak. I siphoned my magic into taming my hair, a handy trick I learned from Lucius Malfoy's mind. Coming to Lucius Malfoy, I mentally smirked, his lover was none other than Severus 'Slimy dungeon bat' Snape. This was a useful tool. 

I rushed down the stairs, then out the door into the morning. Most of the students would still be getting up. I walked to the Quidditching pit and removed my robe. I started jogging Laps of the field in nothing but the sweatpants that I wore under my robes. I ran a few rounds, cursing that I had stayed back and not gotten up earlier, but that was to blame on the ritual. I ran after that, then push-ups, squats, and the plank. I went through the martial arts that I had learned after the war had finished. Sweating, I cast a cooling and drying charm on myself. Throwing on my robe, I ran back to the castle and walked into the great hall. 

It was time, I decided, to make Snape's life hell like he had to mine. I joined the other boys who were still tired and stretching at the table and sat next to Weasley. I would enjoy playing with him as he had with me for revenge and entertainment. "Hey mate, where were you in the morning?" asked the youngest male Weasley. "Oh, I was taking a walk," I said casually as I took a few fruits onto my plate. "ay ood u tak a wak in de moning?" he asked past his mouth stuffed with food. I shrugged and turned my sights to Snape. 

I openly sneered at him and his mouth turned into a thin frown. I felt him brush against my shields, time for some fun. I pushed forward a memory of Malfoy sr. and Snape's intimate moments through my shields for any legilimens to see. Snape saw the memory and looked at me with shock, his eyes wide with shock. I smirked. 'Your secret is in my hands now and today I'm in the mood to share secrets' I thought and broadcasted my thoughts into the slimeball's mind. His face contorted into fury and a small hidden glimmer of fear. 

"Potter!" he roared in front of everyone, anger lacing his voice. His nasal voice echoed throughout the great hall, and everyone fell silent in fear. Some eyes trained on me, others on Snape. I turned my head sideways and gave him an angelic look, "Is something wrong, professor?" I asked innocently, feeling triumph, they were too innocent to manipulate. 

His face was red with fury as he got off the head table and stalked towards me. I gave him a lopsided grin, aggravating him even further. "Detention for 2 months, starting today at 7!" he whispered maliciously. I just smiled predatorily, the innocence leaving my face, as I leaned further, "Just you try and then you'll see. I will really tell. Also, Isn't it dangerous if you have the mark on your arm but you are Dumbledor's lapdog? Any side, the ministry or Voldemort could catch you, and you would know it was me that outed you. Don't you even try mess with me." I snarled back so only he could hear before letting on a lazy smile. "I haven't done anything, professor," I said, casually tossing around the word 'professor'.

His face now pale white, 'my dearest Sevvie' stalked out of the great hall, robe billowing after him. He threw open the doors and left, banging the door shut. "Show's over, ladies and gentlemen," I said and then went back to my half eaten apple. That sentence brought people out of their shock. Most students stared at me with apprehension and the others just talked among themselves. I smirked. 

I finished my fruits then got up and headed to the exit. The Weasley twins are following me, I realized as I felt their delectable soul. My mind went to the euphoria that spread through me as I felt Fred die and as I had absorbed his soul and leached onto his magic, energy, and knowledge. A tap on my left shoulder showed their presence. "How did you do that?" asked one of them, and I took them to a secluded spot.

 "I did it the same way I'm going to do it to you. What would your mother and siblings say if they knew the relationship you two were in? What would they say if they realized that your twin telepathy was increased because of you courtship rituals? What would everyone else say?" I whispered and leaned into the two twins, "Your secret is safe with me as long as you give me the marauder's map. It is mine by birthright." I said and smirked wickedly leaning his head back. "Tell anyone and your secret is out, fail to deliver it by tomorrow evening, you are revealed," I said. "Good day," I said and waved them goodbye, enjoying their pale and fearful faces. 

I exited the alcove and then felt someone come towards me. It was a young boy from my year, who was shaking. He said, "Professor Dumbledore is calling you. You will meet professor McGonagall at the door." and he fled. Easy, now to get the invisibility cloak without Dumbles knowing and if something goes wrong, I have his dearest Gellert to blackmail him with. 'They are too easy to play with, this is fun.' I thought as I made my way around pretending to be lost then taking instructions to the meddling coot's office from a Prefect.