THE JUMP

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Prologue: This IsThe End

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"No," Harry muttered, disbelief and rage filling him as the shocked form of his godfather arched backwards and passed through the shimmering archway. "No!" he yelled, louder this time. "SIRIUS!"

He could hear Bellatrix cackling maniacally behind him, but he didn't care. His blood ran cold. He wanted to see Sirius...

He'll be alright, he assured himself. He's just hit by a stunner. He'll come back...He has to!

But he didn't. Sirius hadn't appeared on the other side of the stone archway, as Harry had hoped he would. It was as if he'd just...dematerialized. Into nothingness.

Tremors of pure, raw sorrow and disbelief wracked his body as he took hesitant, slow steps towards where his godfather had disappeared. Around him, members of the Order and his friends were exchanging spells, but everything was blocked out.

Sirius was gone.

Nothing mattered.

He stretched a shaking arm towards the fluttering darkness of the archway, as if hoping Sirius would reach back and grasp his fingers. But nothing happened. He could still hear the pained whispers coming from the darkness, inviting him forward, and when the tips of his fingers touched the back curtains he felt his insides freeze over—

"Harry, no!"

He felt Remus wrap his arms around his torso, preventing him from following his godfather through the stone archway, tugging him to the ground, where the two of them fell in a heap. Hot tears streamed down his face as he shrugged against Lupin's grip, shouting shrill demands to let him go.

"You can't help, Harry," said Remus, forcefully calm, deceitfully so. "He— he's gone—"

"SHUT UP!" Harry roared, writhing in Remus' strong arms. "He's NOT gone!"

Harry bit down hard when his Remus' arm came up to his chin. Yelping, the man's hold slackened from the jolt of pain and staggered, giving Harry room. The fifteen-year-old was up in a flash, holding his wand so tightly that it was a wonder it didn't snap into two. He blinked the tears out of his eyes and scanned the area around him.

He stopped when he saw Bellatrix Lestrange standing a few meters away from him, her mouth open as she shrieked in laughter.

His blood boiled as fury and terror welled up within him. She'd killed him! She'd killed Sirius!

"You bitch!" he screamed blitzing towards her as fast as his legs could carry him. Bellatrix grinned before sprinting into action, cackling wildly all the way.

"Ickle Harrikins is getting all angwy!" she mimicked in her mock-baby voice, leading Harry further and further away from the Death Chamber. "Aww...Did you love him, Harry?"

"Stupefy!" he screamed, channelling all his anger and sorrow into the spell. A blinding jet of red light shot out of his wand, powerful enough to dent steel. But his anger had clouded his aim, and his missed his target by a mile.

He sent spell after spell at Bellatrix, not caring if it would hit someone else. He just wanted to kill. To hurt Bellatrix, to inflict the same amount of pain she had inflicted on him. All his limitations had been ripped apart.

He saw Kingsley Shacklebolt toss a tripping jinx at Bellatrix, and his heart skipped a beat when it hit its mark. "She's mine!" Harry screamed at the Order member. He would not let anyone else have a go at Lestrange.

"Diffindo!" Bellatrix ducked under the cutting curse, responding in kind. Harry was so angry that he barely felt her curse slice into his calf, making him momentarily lose his balance. "Reducto, Stupefy, Bombarda, Confringo!"

Bellatrix laughed, dodging or blocking the spells with ease. "I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black! What're you going to do about it, Potter?!" she shrieked, leading him through another set of doors.

"I'll kill you!" bellowed Harry, following the insane witch into another part of the Department of Mysteries, one that he and his friends had explored before.

The Time Chamber.

He looked around the eerie room before rushing towards the sadistic laughter echoing from his left.

"Show yourself, coward!" Harry yelled, wand at the ready. And Bellatrix did. Harry acted immediately.

"Reducto!" He cast. Bellatrix's shield charm was cast with plenty of time, but the pillar of white light from Harry's wand was blinding with intensity. The curved wall of translucent-blue light was fractured and Bellatrix was forced back a few steps. "Looks like you aren't as weak as I thought you would be, Harrikins," Bellatrix sneered, wiping the sweat from the side of her mouth. "But you are still no match for me, the Dark Lord's most faithful servant!"

The duel began. Flashes of coloured light illuminated the vast chamber, spells and curses flying from the ends of each of the casters' wands. Harry ducked under each and every dark curse he saw heading towards him, letting loose shields to protect himself from the ones he wasn't able to evade. He felt adrenaline course through his blood, making him feel alive, but the need for vengeance never left his mind.

A Cruciatus curse from Harry's end slammed into Bellatrix, but the witch seemed to relish the pain. In retaliation, Bellatrix cast her own Crucio, a grin of sadistic glee on her face as the jet of crimson raced towards Harry.

He'd been held under the Cruciatus curse before, but it always felt new to him. He resisted for a second or two but finally succumbed, writhing on the ground as his nerves burned, his scar pounding with raw agony. He felt as if he was made of pain. He just wanted it to end—

The curse lifted, but he was still twitching. "Only a few seconds, Harrikins," Bellatrix hissed, flicking a frizzy strand of hair to the side. "Even Longbottom's mummy and daddy lasted longer!"

Harry choked out a gasp. Bellatrix walked towards him, smiling like a child presented with goodies.

With a shaky arm, Harry lifted his wand an inch upwards. "Expel—" he began, but Bellatrix was faster. With a flick of her wand, she disarmed him, then crushed his wand under her heel, snapping it into two. Harry watched in horror as the two pieces rolled a few millimetres away, connected only by a thin strand of the phoenix feather core. His wand, his trusty wand, had been destroyed.

"Get up, Potter." And he did. He swayed on his spot, but righted himself, breathing heavily as he stared at Bellatrix, who was now glaring at him in fury. Playtime was over.

"Tell me where the prophecy is, Potter," she hissed, twirling her wand in her hand. "Else I shall kill you."

Despite himself, Harry laughed. Bitterly. "You'll have to kill me, then," he ground out. "Because it's gone!"

The witch froze. "What?!"

I have nothing to lose, he mused to himself. "I said it's gone, you daft bimbo," he taunted. "Yeah. It's destroyed! Gone! That stupid prophecy-wotsits – it's no more!"

"No," she said, and Harry found relish when her face bent in fear and anger. "No! You're lying, Potter! LYING!"

"No I'm not, Lestrange," he muttered. "What will you do when your master comes here, huh? I'd like to see Voldemort's face, the hypocrite. I can't imagine how a pureblood like you is following that mangy half-blood bastard son of a squib—"

He grunted when a banishing charm hit him square in the chest, with such force that his sternum cracked, along with several of his ribs. He found it hard to breathe as he was lifted off his feet, his vision flickering from the pain passing through his body in pulsating waves. His glasses flew off, blurring his vision, and he was actually happy as he felt his life slowly ooze out of him. He was going to see Sirius again, and his mum, his dad, and Cedric, out of many.

He assumed that the last thing he would feel would be slamming back-first into the wall, but instead he felt like he was sinking through a thick, smooth liquid, like cold blood. Frigid air engulfed him, and he looked to his side to see something similar to a pensieve, held vertically – a hoop of gold, holding a curtain of blue liquid, was engulfing him.

As soon as Harry passed completely through the ring of gold, his world exploded.

At first he'd been flying through the air, but suddenly it felt like he was...falling. Falling incredibly fast, like as if someone had shot him through a cannon from high up above, aiming at the ground.

He couldn't see much – well, couldn't see at all, really, because of the wind he was being blasted and bombarded by. It slammed into Harry's eyes and made them water. Everything was so loud that it was a wonder his eardrums hadn't shattered. It was as if someone was constantly screaming into his ears due to the bedlam and chaos of whatever was actually happening.

Harry finally managed to open his eyelids for a few seconds, and what he saw amazed him. He was in the middle of some void, filled with moving colours. It was incredibly chaotic, and the entire experience barely had any coherence or anything that could be understood.

Then suddenly, everything went white.

And he was floating.

Harry felt like he was being levitated into the air, and, as much as he tried, he couldn't move his limbs. His eyes were fixated on a spot, but he couldn't see anything. He could do nothing. He couldn't think coherently. What the—

Suddenly, he felt like he was back in Snape's office, under the Potions Master's Legillimency attack. His temples throbbed as he found every single memory – even ones that he didn't even know existed – flashing in front of his eyes. He saw his mother taking the Killing curse, saw his mistreatment under his aunt and uncle's care, Quirrel disintegrating in front of his very eyes when he was eleven; he saw the basilisk die a year later, the time he first met Ron and Hermione, Sirius being tormented by innumerable Dementors, facing Voldemort himself in the graveyard—

Darkness washed over him like a wave, and he passed out.

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Hello, and welcome to my newest story. I've been wanting to write a Harry Potter fanfiction for a long time (my HP Crossover, Harry Potter and the Jewel of Life, doesn't count) and since time travel fics are as common as Ash-rewrite fictions, I decided to give it a go. The top five time travel fictions I've read are S'TarKan's HPNoFP (in progress), Sindie's The Moment it Began (complete), Time Between Us by C.Queen (complete), You're My Destiny by robst (complete) and Hindsight by loralee1 (also complete), so make sure to check them out when you have the time.

One thing I would like to tell you is that this story will be AU. There will be slight changes, such as OOC-ness and characters that were previously presumed dead.

If you enjoyed the prologue, please review, or follow/favourite this story. Every time I see a review it guilt-trips me into writing faster. "Damn, people are actually reading my stuff, I need to write quicker..."

Thanks for reading!