Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction I am getting nothing for this. J.K.R. owns the Harry Potter franchise.

AN: I'm in the process of rewriting this story. I'm not going to make any major changes to the beginning, but I will be making some plot changes to chapters 5-9 to accommodate for new direction for the story line. I'm really just fixing up the bad writing. This was my first story and now that I have a few more titles under my belt I'm coming back to fix it. For those of you that are return readers I'm re -working this story so that it flows better. Each new chapter will be marked by a (MoW) before the chapter title. I have the first few chapters done and I will be putting them up shortly. I've also been working on the outline for chapters 10-16, and there's going to be some fun stuff coming up. I hope you like it, TBH

Sunday November 1, 1987

Time 13:42

Location: transfiguration classroom

Minerva McGonagall sat at her desk in her office grading third year essays absentmindedly thinking about the disturbance in magic she felt yesterday. She was trying to figure out how to describe it, she was not alone in this train of thought. She sighed and pulled her graying red hair out of it's bun and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her strict teaching robe. Off duty, Minerva tried to dress in her less restricting robes, but this morning she was so distracted she put on the first thing she found.

In the Daily Prophet that morning there was a front page article about the world wide phenomenon. Wizards and witches from around the globe reported feeling the same thing. At around 5:37 PM London time every magical being felt like time just stopped for an instance and they felt a push on their magic. A wizard from the United States described it as some one shoving him out of the way to make room for someone else. A witch in London said it felt like someone was standing right behind her uncomfortably close for a split second, and then they were gone.

Whatever it was Minerva knew it was important, and so did Albus, but unlike herself Albus didn't like the feeling one bit. She saw it in his face when it happened, everyone was gathered in the great hall for dinner, and at 5:37, time stopped. She could not tell you for how long time stood still, but she did see the effect the Event had on everyone. For some it felt good, she heard a group of younger students later say they felt safe and warm. To others you could tell by the looks on their faces that they found the Event to be very unpleasant. Her greatest shock however was the look on Albus' face, he looked like he saw the Grim Reaper. He was so uneasy about the whole Event that he started to hyperventilate. Poppy had to stun him, and take him to the hospital wing. As of this morning he had yet to wake up.

She was startled out of her thoughts by a phoenix bursting into existence in front of her desk. The bird landed on her desk and just looked at her as if to study her. She just stared back, the phoenix was all white with jet black tail feathers, a bright orange beak and the most intelligent amber eyes she had ever seen on a bird. The bird must have made up it's mind because It stepped forward and presented it's leg to her. That was when she noticed the rolled up parchment in the birds claw. She took the note, and looked it over, it read:

Dear Minerva,

I have a story and a proposition for you. If you want to meet tell the phoenix and she will take you to the meeting place.

A friend

Minerva was very confused by the note but, what she didn't notice until it was to late was that while she was looking at the note the phoenix had moved up to her and took her finger in her talon. When Minerva looked up from the note the world around her burst in to flames and before she could blink she was sitting in a wooden chair at a table in what she could tell was a private dining room at the Leaky Cauldron.

"I'm so glad you could come, and have a chat with me" said a man sitting on the other side of the table from her.

Without thinking she replied "Not that I had much choice. Your bird grabbed me before I could say anything!"

"Ah, in that case I am so sorry Minnie, Hedwig's instructions were to take the note to you, and IF you wanted to come, then flash you in." he turns to the bird "I told you to wait for her to say yes. How could you just snatch Minnie like that?" the bird just tucked its head under her wing.

As he chastised his bird she took the opportunity to look him over. He was an older men of what she would guess mid sixties, he had short cropped black hair that was just showing signs of going gray at the temples. He had cold lifeless green eyes and a square jaw. He had a long fat scar that started right above his left eye and came to a stop in the middle of his cheek, and on his neck was a wide scar that ran from ear to ear. She could tell by the tight fitting black T-shirt that he was a mass of muscle, and from the white lines running out from under his sleeve a mass of scars. She also saw a black tattoo on the inside of his right forearm, that made her pause. Seeing where she was looking he looked down at his arm with a look of confusion until a look of understanding flashed across his face.

"It's not a dark mark." he said holding out his arm to show her. "it's my unit tat" taking another look at his arm she saw that it wasn't in fact a dark mark but rather a shield with two swords crossed behind it with a flowing banner across the top with the words "THE FORGOTTEN" in blood red old English script. On the top of the shield itself was the letters SAS-CTD in black block lettering. under that was what looked like a large blood red tear drop. Under that was a large "A" in black and under that was a "1" also in black.

He looked up at her and saw a look of confusion on her face. Another look of understanding fluttered across his eyes.

"I am sorry I am confusing you, that was not my intention." he mumbled out. In a louder voice he continued "let me start with who I am, my name is Harry James Potter, and I am from the year 2035, and the disturbance in magic that's being called the Event was me arriving back in time."

Minerva looks up sharply at the name but on hearing the date she almost lost consciousness. Taking a deep breath she blurted out "WHAT!"

"Look I can't do much in the way of magic, but will a magical oath help you believe me?" she just nods her head in shock. He put his hand in the inside pocket of the black wool coat hanging around the back of his chair and pulled out what looked like a short seven inch shiny rod with what looked to be tiny black and gray checkers on it. Seeing that she was going to ask him what it was he cut her off. "This little guy is the wand the boys in R&D came up with for field team members that could do magic, it is made out of carbon fiber and is hollow, then they fill it with what ever works for you as a core."

"Carbon fiber?" she asked.

"It's a material that can be shaped and hardened. It's strong as steel but light weight, it also bends a little so it doesn't break easily."

"Oh?" she replied, like she understood but she still had a glazed over look in her eyes.

"Now, like I said I don't know if I have enough magic to make an oath, but lets try." taking a deep breath and holding his wand up he tries "I, Harry James Potter, do swear on my life and magic that what I tell Minerva McGonagall during this meeting is the truth!" a light flared and he was still there. Minerva starts to shake, Harry on the other hand looks down at his wand in surprise.

"Hah. That worked. I didn't think it would, it didn't work last month. I wonder if the time jump fixed my core."

Minerva looked at him after that last comment and asked "What do you mean fixed your core?"

"I will cover that in time, let me start again, my name is Harry Potter I was born July 31, 1980 to James and Lilly Potter. I am a vampire hybrid, but you have nothing to fear. I eat normal food. What I need to go over first is some background. Starting with what happened in 1940."

"1940? Why are you starting there?" she asked lost again.

"Because that's when the grand manipulator first got some power. In 1940 Albus Dumbledore took the job of transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts."

"Albus is a great man! He's the leader of the light for Merlin's sake!" she protested.

"He's also the most manipulative bastard to ever walk the earth!" seeing her about to retort he yelled out "He's the one who killed Shamus McGonagall! He killed your husband"

"WHAT? No that can't be, my Shamus was killed in a Death Eater attack." she said shaking her head vigorously.

"He went out with a group of Order members to stop a raid on a Muggleborn house and never came back. Right? What did Albus tell you about his death?" he asked he, knowing the story already.

"He said he took a curse from one of the Death Eaters. My husband died a hero." she said with a tinge of anger flowing into her voice.

"Minerva I want you to remember that I'm under oath and that if I lie to you, I die. Your husband went on a raid with a group of Order members led by Albus. When they got to the house of the muggleborn student, Albus told them to charge the house. As the Order charged, and spells started to fly Albus stood back from the fight, took steady aim, and fired a high powered diffindo that took Shamus's head clean off. That is what your leader of the light did for you." he said coldly.

Minerva didn't know what was worse the fact that Harry was still alive, making everything he said true, or the fact that he told her all of this as calmly as someone giving directions on how to make ginger newts. Minerva new what this meant. Everything she knew to be true was a lie. At this realization Minerva did something she hadn't done since the night Lilly and James died. She cried, not just tears but big choking sobs too. She felt strong arms go around her and looked up to meet Harry's eyes. She saw sadness in those lifeless eyes, and he was whispering to her softly.

"I'm so sorry Minnie, but I had to give it to you cold so you would understand just how bad he really is. But don't worry Minnie, I have a plan for him, he won't live to see next week." Minerva just buried her head deeper it to his chest and continued to cry. "Let's just skip forwards in time, maybe one day we can talk about just how bad the old man really is. OK?" Minerva just nodded. After what felt like forever to her, but was only ten minutes to Harry, she pulled away from his chest a little embarrassed. She started to apologize for falling apart, and making a mess of his shirt, but Harry just waved her off.

"It's fine Minerva, I can't tell you how many times I cried on your shoulder after September of 96', and besides now that it seems like my core is working I can just do a cleaning charm see." Harry tried to do a cleaning charm but nothing happened. "Damn It All To Hell! I got my hopes up about doing magic again." turning to Minerva he asked "Min can you do that thing that tells you how powerful some one is please?"

Looking confused but nodding Minerva cast a spell and the number 271 floated out of the tip of her wand. Harry just swore under his breath.

"OK, that's another thing I'm confused about. What do you mean 'do spells again' and 'my core is fixed'? You can't have a broken core or you would have died! Wizards need their cores to live! And we tested you when we dropped you off at your relatives house your reading was over 600 now you rate just over the Squib mark of 250. What the hell happened to your magic?" she asked as she retook her seat.

"To give you an answer that you'll understand I have to give you some of background story up to the point of what people in my future call the day of the downfall." with that Harry told her the cut down version of his life. He told her of the abuse he suffered at the hands of the Dursley's, and of coming into the magical world ignorant of his titles and family holdings. He talked about making friends for the first time in Ron and Hermione, and about the near death experiences he faced every year ending with the moment he arrived in the headmasters office after the fight in the DoM.

"And this is where the story gets interesting, Dumbledore then tells me some made up prophesy, and that love is the power the dark lord "knows not". My ass! After that I went back to Privet prison. But that only lasted a week, I was summoned to Gringotts for the will reading of my godfather, and I find out that I had millions of galleons and houses and cars and titles. I'm Lord fucking Potter for Merlin's sake. I didn't know any of this. That was when I got Hermione involved. She organized all the files and documents. She helped me move in to Potter Manner, and in the process of working together and spending so much time alone we fell in love. We got engaged by the time school started and we avoided the old man as much as possible. But at the end of the first week of school he called us into his office.

Flashback

"I have a bad feeling about this meeting with the old man, Mi." Harry said as his grip on Hermione's tightened up.

"There is nothing he can do to us. We're both emancipated minors and can leave this school if we want to at any time." Hermione told him as she all but pulled Harry down the hall to the old man office.

"That's not what has me nervous about the meeting Mi. You know how I get that gut feeling when I'm about to step in to a life and death situation?" he stopped walking and asked her in a serious tone.

"Yes, it's the reason we are still alive to have this talk, why?" she asked trying to get him moving again.

"I'm having it really bad right now. Lets not go to this meeting. Let's just leave now. We can hire tutors to pass the NEWTs. I don't think we should go up to the old man's office." Harry said as he turned them around and started to pull her towards the front door.

"Harry, just relax he can't do anything to us. Lets just go to the meeting and if he says something we don't like we can leave. OK?" she said to him softly, trying to calm him down.

"OK love, but the second he says something we don't like we make a run for it. Deal?" he demanded.

"Deal!" she agreed.

They gave the password and entered the moving stairs. At the top they knocked on the door and were called in. Dumbledore was standing behind his desk waiting for them with his wand out. Snape was standing off to the left also with his wand drawn. The second they cleared the doorway they were both hit with an Imperio each. Dumbledore started giving orders to Harry. "You are to break the engagement to this mudblood whore and turn over power of emancipation to me now!"

Harry fought the spell and yelled out "NO!" but the old man put more force into the spell and gave the same orders again. This time Harry could barely mutter the word "n…nno." with that last refusal the old man order Snape to Crucio Hermione. As she screamed out in pain the old man put as much power as he could in to the spell and gave the order again this time the rage in Harry over the sight of his love getting tortured gave him a new power he screamed out "NO YOU FUCKER! NOW LET HER GO OR I'LL RIP YOU APART!" But the old man just laughed at him as he bound him to a chair. He turned to Snape.

"This is getting us nowhere Severus, do you still have that draught that makes the drinker act crazy?" Albus asked his accomplice.

"Yes, I do" Snape answered with glee, he liked where this was going.

"Good we will give it to the Potter brat and have the paperwork over turned, but let's give him something to rant and rave about." With that Dumbledore turned his wand on Hermione and cast a Reducto at her, leaving a big hole where her chest used to be. She died instantly.

It was at that moment that the six bindings on Harry's magical core to keep him weak exploded. Harry was suddenly out of his bindings and floating two feet off the floor. His irises expanded till his whole eyes were glowing killing curse green. He turned his head to look at Snape, and the potions teacher began to peel like an onion from the bottom up. He stayed conscious until the very end. Harry then turned to the old man. Dumbledore looked scared for a moment, then fired a killing curse at Harry, who just caught it in his hand like a baseball. He lifted it to his mouth, and ate it with a smile. At the sight of this the old man shit himself. Harry lifted the old man off the ground with a wave of his hand to bring Albus up to eye level with him.

"You will tell me everything you know about Tom Riddle now old man!" said Harry in a voice that came from all around him, but the old man resisted. "I am getting tired of you resisting so I will take what I need from you!" With that he glanced into his eyes and downloaded all of the old man's mind. With a harder look Harry burned him alive from the inside out. All that was left of the self stylized leader of the light was an Albus skin suit.

Harry vanished the window behind the old man's desk and floated out of the tower and down to the ground, floating in front of the castle doors. He waved his arms and Tom Riddle stood in chains fifty feet away from him.

"What is the meaning of this!" screamed the Dark Lord

"This is the end Tom, how many horcruxes did you make?" Harry asked in disgust.

"POTTER? You're a dead man!" screamed the tied up dark lord.

"Yes, I am. Hopefully it will be over soon so I can see Mi again, but before I go I am taking you with. Now lets see if this works for you too." Harry looked in to Tom's red eyes and found what he was looking for. Tom planned to make six horcruxes, but after making the first one, the diary, he felt weaker. So he stopped at one.

Harry came out of Tom's mind opened his magical core up. He grabbed all the power in his core and channeled it in to Tom's core causing an explosion that de-atomized the dark lord. Harry fell to the ground after that, and let the darkness take him.

Ten minutes earlier in the owlry;

Hedwig was sitting on her perch talking to Fawkes. She was telling him about her summer and about the room that Harry made just for her in Potter Manor when Fawkes fell over knocked out. Hedwig moved forwards to look him over in worry when Fawkes lifted his head and shook it. He turned to Hedwig and told her that the binding he was forced to live under was broken. Hedwig was happy for her friend because she knew that he hated Dumbledore. Then her head shot up, she looked around and took to the sky flying at top speed, Fawkes hot on her tail feathers. She made it to the front of the castle just as Harry fell to the ground. As she landed on him the wild magic still flowing from Harry's core grabbed Hedwig and Fawkes. The magic reacted to Fawkes' powers violently and Hedwig burst into flames. Fawkes saw this and started singing power into the flames and after the fire burnt out all that was left was a pile of ash, and a baby chick. Hedwig was reborn as a phoenix.

Beta'ed by: Hawk Wood

AN: this is the re-posted first chapter. I'm going over them all and fixing them, making them easier to read and making the plot flow better. I am up to the fourth chapter and hope to be caught up to chapter ten by December.