Not Again!

CH6

Repeat No.176…

Since the repeats had started to branch out into the rest of his Hogwarts years, a starting point had never been constant like it had in the beginning. Something if he was honest he was grateful for, it did stop him from getting bored and kept things as spontaneous or as spontaneous as possible in a magical time loop at least.

He had wondered for a while now why the repeats have never advanced past his seventh/eighth year and Albus had suggested-in one of the rare repeats where they actually got along-that between Harry's life from his parents death to his end of his seventh year time was malleable thanks to the prophecy and could be ran in which ever way Harry wanted, but after that it was not; possibly because Voldemort was supposed to have either died or killed Harry for good by that point and therefore the prophecy would be fulfilled. Something to do with fixed points in time and space which even with eternity Harry wasn't sure he'd ever understand.

Sometimes, Harry admitted, he was grateful for not having to live past his graduation, because he wasn't sure he could bear settling down and perhaps even having a family only to have it ripped away when time reset. It was another one of those few things that Harry and Twinkle bee had agreed on.

Anyway there were some starting points Harry enjoyed like the sorting ceremony for example.

Then there were others…

"Ah Harry Potter our new celebri-OUCH!"

… Such as his first potions lesson with Professor Snape.

Snape crumbled to the floor in a heap without too much trouble-he really shouldn't try and mind rape students when he does the role call-which left Harry to do as he pleased with the Potions classroom for at least the rest of the day.

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Harry walked along the rows of cauldrons with a content smile on his face, the pleasant aromas of the concoction this class was making pleasing his sense of smell greatly.

Oddly for a potions lesson instead of one year group, this class was made up from students of all years who-unusually-were all female.

"Now then add five drops of caramel, that's it and stir clockwise for five minutes" Instructed Harry. No one objected to Harry's instructions or questioned why he was teaching potions when he was only a first year; he was Harry Potter after all.

"Harry what are we making?" asked Susan Bones, one of his fellow first years and someone Harry had met and befriended earlier today.

"Well Susan in your cauldrons you now have the mix for the best caramel chocolate in the world, scoop some out and use freezing charms to cool it. I'm sure if you don't know how then one of your older school mates will help you" explained Harry.

He couldn't quite keep the smile of his face when he saw one of the sixth year Slytherin's helping a second year Gryffindor freeze her chocolate. It was repeats like these that he lived for.

"POTTER! RELEASE ME AT…" He pocked his wand after silencing a very angry potions master.

Ok so making Snape's life hell might have had something to do with it as well.

Repeat No.180…

"Harry no means NO!"

"But Daphne…"

"No Harry, you are not taking Luna Lovegood as your Dark Apprentice"

"Why can't I, what's the worst that could happen?"

"Can you really not see what she would do with that kind of power?"

"But that's the beauty of it! Think of the chaos, the destruction, the Nargles; BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…"

"…"

"Daphne…?"

"Sometimes I wonder why I'm your friend"

"I thought it was because of that thing I do with my tongue…"

"HARRY!"

"Obliviate"

Repeat No.183…

"For the last time Harry you can not keep that dragon"

"But Hermione, they were going to stuff her in a box. A box Hermione!" pouted Harry, not wanting to lose his newest companion.

"But it isn't yours Harry, it's…"

"Mine" grinned Harry.

"What…?" Hermione blinked at her friend in confusion. He did make quite a sight, after somehow managing to calm the dragon with a look and a few sweet nothings whispered in parseltongue; Harry had the dragon eating out of his hand. Literally. Now the dragon had been shrunk down and was currently draped over Harry's shoulders. She was a majestic being even in miniature and Hermione had to fight the urge to ask to pet her.

"She's mine since due to some ancient laws when a magical creature such as dragon chooses a human to remain with that magical creature in the eyes of wizarding law is the property of that human" He smirked as his friend devoured and processed that fact. "Of course personally I think it's a bit of a barbaric law, but it does have its purposes"

"But..."

"She isn't like Norbert Hermione. Norbert was bought by Hagrid and whilst fond of him I'm sure, I doubt Norbert considered Hagrid the person he wanted to bind himself to. Wouldn't have worked even if he did since due to Pureblood bigotry being a half-giant means that Hagrid wouldn't have been able to use that law anyway"

Harry walked forward and shut Hermione's mouth for her. "You'll catch flies my dear" and then made his way back up to the castle, chatting to his new companion the whole way.

After all he only had a few months before Tom's resurrection party and a full grown Hungarian Horntail would certainly make an interesting gift. Although he wasn't sure whether Tom's new body might give his dragon-which he had named Nova-He wasn't good with names-a serious case of indigestion. He wouldn't want her getting ill.

Repeat No. 189…

The Order of the Phoenix were in a solemn mood, only hours ago their lamb to the-um I mean their Savour of the Wizarding World, Harry Potter had disappeared from his relatives without a trace.

With his disappearance being registered by the wards (eventually) a group consisting of Mad-eye Moody, Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks were sent to investigate and question his relatives.

Needless to say after reporting what there investigation had uncovered many were trying to resist following in Tonks example and hexing the Dursleys black and blue.

"Do we have any idea where Harry could have gone?" asked Albus Dumbledore, the leader of the Order and Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"None Albus, it's like he just disappeared" answered Moody, his electric blue eye swivelling all over the place in frustration.

Meanwhile…

Harry stepped over the broken body of Lucius Malfoy with an amused chuckle.

"How the mighty have fallen" he muttered. Turning towards Draco who was currently hanging from the ceiling by his ankles, he couldn't help but grin. Okay so maybe this was a bit over the top, but he couldn't help being bored and besides the Malfoys had to be ousted as supporters of Tom eventually.

Although maybe using an area-based self contained mass destruction spell was a bit much as the ruins of what was once Malfoy Manor could attest to.

"So Draco don't suppose you could spare us all the trouble and just tell me where Daddy's drinking buddies have gone, could you?" asked Harry. He raised his hand and a dagger with the Slytherin crest appeared in his hand.

"The Dark Lord will get you Potter!" said Draco, trying to hold his head high, but really just making him look like he had a stick up his arse or should that be down his arse given his current orientation.

"I'm afraid I just don't swing that way Draco" Harry's eyes twinkled madly. "I guess all that inbreeding wasn't good for you Purebloods after all" He raised his dagger to Draco's line of vision.

The young Malfoys screams could be heard for miles, but due to certain budget cuts within the Ministry it would be a while before the Aurors got there and by that time Harry would be long gone.

…

Ministry Advisors or Death Eaters?

Last night Malfoy Manor the ancestral home of the Malfoy family for many generations was attacked. From what we were able to gather from the remains was that some sort of powerful magic tore through the wards and Manor itself leaving nothing but rubble on the surface.

However this is not the most shocking even of the night; Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco were found lying in the rubble alive, but badly injured with no recollection of what took place. When offered medical treatment the two hastily refused and with good reason - they both bare the Dark Mark!

That's right Lucius Malfoy and Draco Malfoy are Death Eaters.

The two are currently being held in a Ministry holding cell awaiting an investigation, but one does have to wonder what Minister Fudge was thinking when he appointed Malfoy as one of his advisors and how Headmaster Dumbledore failed to notice one of his students go dark.

A thorough investigation spearheaded by Madam Amelia Bones of the DMLE is being launched to determine the level of corruption caused by Malfoy's 'advice' and also to find any other Death Eaters masquerading as Ministry employees.

I will try to keep you, the Wizarding public, up to date as events unfold.

Catherine Smith

Harry grinned as he lowered the paper; Catherine was an old friend of his from his second year when she was in her seventh. She had wanted to be a journalist and he had been happy to get her the job at the prophet since he owned the controlling share in the company. Goblins were such useful allies and so very good at investing. Catherine had become even more popular then Rita Skeeter, because even though she could paint things in what ever light she wanted – she never ever lied.

"Harry might I have a word?" asked a voice behind him.

Leaning back in his chair he saw Dumbledore, Snape and Moody had just entered the kitchen at No.12 Grimmauld Place.

"Certainly Headmaster" answered Harry; easily blocking the Legilimency probe from Dumbledore and full-out mental attack from Snape.

They could try and get him to tell them where he was last night, but they would fail, because a worthy player never reveals all his cards until the last moment. Dumbledore and Voldemort never truly seemed to have learnt this.

Besides he had so many more hideouts and Manors to raid before then; the goodies he had found in the secret cellar beneath Malfoy Manor were enough to keep him busy for some time. Of course he might have tipped of the Aurors and left enough behind to get the Malfoys put in life imprisonment, but no-one could prove that either.

He loved it when a plan came together.

Repeat No.192…

Tick…

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Tick…

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Tick…

He remembered that ticking it was the same thing he'd heard when that damn sphere of magic blew up and landed him in these god forsaken loops. It was an odd sound that was almost like a clock, but not quite, the ticking wasn't accurate as if it was struggling…

"Hello there Harry"

… And now he was sitting at a wooden table next to a koi pond with a blue-haired woman in an elegant and unusual form of kimono.

The woman had a gentle smile on her face, one that Harry would associate with Mrs Weasley only this was far more intense. Her ruby eyes looked at Harry like a mother would at one of her children; he had become an expert at reading people over the years and every atom of his being was telling him that he could trust this woman. Not to mention where ever they were practically radiated with her power, it wasn't magic-not his style anyway-rather it was something all together more pure.

He looked around, they appeared to be sitting at a traditional wooden Japanese-style table next to pond which actually had no fish in it and was glowing faintly the same colour as the woman's hair. There was trees and plant life throughout the place the species of which he couldn't identify and everything from the sky to the floor was a pale shade of blue apart from him, the woman, the plants and the table. If he looked in the distance all he could see was an endless horizon.

Well might as well be polite to the super-powerful being. "Hello Miss…?"

"Tsunami, Goddess of Jurai"

Oh a goddess, oh dear. Well at least that answered the question of what she was. He better stay on her good side then…

"Are all Goddesses as cute as you?"

… And flirt, must always remember to flirt with pretty inter-dimensional entities.

Tsunami actually blushed at his question which surprised him. What he didn't know was that in all her years as a goddess very few had complemented so blatantly her appearance (since they were afraid of angering her), it was usually something like 'your beauty knows no bounds' or ' words can not describe', but never 'You're cute' or 'Your hairs pretty'. So she was hardly use to flirting at all.

Once she'd gotten her composure back she decided to get straight down to business and conjure tea for the two of them.

"So Harry do you know why you're here?"

"Something to do with the repeats I reckon" he sipped his tea, Damn this was good tea, he have to ask the cute goddess for the recipe.

"Correct" She smiled happily glad he had realised. "You see Harry through no fault of your own, you accidentally created a parasitic Chrono loop that was feeding of your time line and if left unchecked could have endangered the whole multi-verse"

Harry blinked.

"In order to prevent dimensional cascade we had to seal of the loop or as you call it 'repeats' in your own personal time line which is why your loops do not extend any farther then the defeat of Tom Riddle or your graduation" She noticed Harry appeared to be a bit worried. "Harry…?"

"Oops?"

Tsunami laughed; a sound which greatly resembled tinkling bells and smiled reassuringly at Harry. "This was not your fault child; it should have been the responsibility of Gods in charge of your universe to ensure such a thing doesn't happen. Unfortunately with that prophecy hanging over your head, both you and Tom Riddle has been given a bit too much leniency"

"Leniency" asked Harry, curiously.

He had to admit he was quite relieved a Goddess did not find him at fault for the apparently universe endangering time loop he had created. Although it did beg the question, who the hell was in charge of his universe?

In a Buddhist temple somewhere…

"Ah-choo!"

"Bless you Urd"

"Thanks Bellandy" The platinum blond Goddess of the Past turned back to her sake, once again ignoring her duties (especially to a particular universe).

"Someone must be talking about me again"

Anyway back to the main story…

"Yes, as part of the prophecy that prevents anyone but you from killing Riddle for good and vice versa. The two of you have been given a bit of free-reign compared to most mortals. For example creating more then one Horcrux should have destabilised Riddle's soul, but because of the prophecy he was allowed to create far more as you know" explained Tsunami, spitting out the word 'Horcrux' in disgust. "And you yourself should have died many times due to your treatment by your 'relatives' and I use that term in the loosest sense possible, but because of the prophecy you were unable to truly die"

Harry looked into his tea deep in thought. Silence permeated the air and remained for some time, eventually Harry asked:

"Will it end?"

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"Potter Harry"

He walked up to the sorting hat not even bothered what house he was sorted into this time; he was too busy going over what Tsunami had said.

There would be an end, one day. An end to the repeats and a chance for him to grow old and die; it was an oddly comforting to know that. Not yet though. No, the repeats had not reached the point where they could be stopped and not wipe his universe from existence, so he would have to wait.

But what mattered most was there would be an end, eventually and that hope could keep him going for eternity if need be.

"RAVENCLAW"

He took of the hat with a slightly mad smile; he had a lot of research to do if he was gonna be ready to do his part to fix this when the time came.

Jbh14: Just to make things clear, the time loop is basically growing to the point where it needs to expand to more of Harry's timeline, but can't thanks to the Chousin and will eventually collapse inwards, when its gets to that point Harry and Tsunami can end the loops for good and save his universe.

However that won't be any time soon as I still have plenty of repeats to go, but I wanted to show this story did have some form of plot, sort of and that Harry would be free eventually.

This is not a HP/Tenchi Muyo crossover, although the Chousin may make a few more appearances now that Harry is aware of them.

Any questions then feel free to ask? I certainly know trying to explain this to myself and then write it gave me a headache so I'll be happy to try and un-confuse any of you.

Till next time.