Harry Potter & How Time Began

Chapter 33 - Why It Cost You Your Life Draco

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This insanely complicated timeline is about to get a whole lot Stranger. Now understand this. If you haven't read A Common Ground then this is going to make zero sense!.
So please read that first.
Secondly, the ways of time is unbeknownst of it's true nature. Time travel had been depicted in many ways, from Marty Mcfly to the Avengers, all of had their shot of it. Now when I wrote this story it's because I was a HP and Doctor Who fan so meaning that two different ways of time travel was being shown in two completely different narratives. The Doctor has my preferred version. Where some things are catastrophic and unchangeable (like death of races etc) but some things don't have the capability of obeying the laws of physics like Clara's impossible girl antics. Now, much like Clara, Horatia pops up when needed and not remembered. She is different to everyone and anyone who meets her. The only people that know truly of her is the government and her secret keepers. Dumbledore and Hagrid are of a select few that are different. Why am I explaining this? Well I don't want no
"That's not possible!" Crap, stories of wizards , time travellers and house elves should not be put in a box of limits. It has none and nothing is normal. So open minds, sharp memories and enjoy!
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Horatia stopped her story. The sun was set. James had fallen asleep in his mother's lap.
"And then, I helped best I can, doing what I must , then I decided I would attend Hogwarts once again and meet you all properly- you know after that so I feel it's all over" She smiled.
They all looked at each other.
"I wish you were allowed to be known universally, your story Horatia is should be told" Hermione said.
"Alas, here we are" She sighed standing from her seat and rolling her shoulders. "And I must go to bed for I feel my eyes shutting on me" She yawned.
They all were in agreement, standing up and beginning farewells.
"Draco" Horatia beckoned. He smiled and walked over. "Can you come to my house after you said goodbye, we need to speak over a few things" He nodded. She grabbed his arm. "Just you"
Draco frowned at her sudden seriousness.
"As you wish"

Draco followed Time to her house again and they took refuge in her living room.
"So how can I help?" Draco smiled.
Horatia raised her eyes to him.
"It's really about how I helped you" She stated.
"Oh?" Draco leaned forward in his seat.
"Yes and what it cost you" Her voice seemed to grow weaker with each word. Draco suddenly felt very strange, a wooziness of Déjà vu. He felt quite unsafe for some reason. "I told you in the start of the year that you would have dreams, vivid memories of something that happened in another life-"
"What are you talking about?" Draco felt sweat grow on his forehead and anger bubbled in himself.
"On the train before Hermione came in" Time grew nervous. But she stayed strong. "Do you not remember?"
"I was asleep then, it was a long time ago, I don't remember no..?" He frowned and he looked to her. "What did you do?"
"You see, you don't remember because I made sure you didn't , you couldn't know then, I didn't want to overdose you with information" She said. "But here"

She took his hand and Draco felt himself falling. His body contorted and moved, the place they were in was neither hot or cold just sitting in its own unique being. And then his eyes opened.

"Hello Draco" She said in a crisp Scottish brogue. "You remember me don't you"

"Sort of, I felt like.. pardon the expression and I'm not at all trying to be creepy, but I've felt like I've saw you in a dream" He explained. She tilted her bonnie face and smiled handsomely.

"That's because you have, I'm Time,  I'm ghost from your past and it's quite alright to hold this information. I have chosen few who have such a gift. You discovered an alternate, a way your life could go, how it would be" She explained. She raised a pipe in her hand and placed it between her lips, taking a few puffs.