Chapter 1
It was evening and padfoot was taking a walk through the forest and sees the kid is there again today, casting spells. With and without incantation, with and without wand (the kid he is 99.9% sure is the dark lord but as a child). Tuning into Sirius, he walks over to Tom. “You know, this isn’t a healthy coping mechanism” he says after stopping in front of Tom, but far enough to not invade his space as Tom casts another deprimo for it to hit the ground and shatter it, then continued to cast with a bombarda maxima for the terrain to be filled with explosions all around them. It looks bad today.
Sirius found Tom in the forest one day, he was casting dangerous spells left and right. Remus said he was ‘releasing all that bottled up emotion by destroying thing around him’. Sirus was going to leave and let him do his thing. he used to do it all the time and it did help letting it all out once in a while as long as he doesn’t hurt himself. He hurt himself. So, he did what James would do for him when he did the same thing as the kid. Distract him. They started having duels, and Sirius thinks it has helped the kid greatly.
Tom looks at Sirius incredulously “you’re mentioning that now?” he turns to put his wand away. No duel today, then.
“I’m only stating the obvious, nothing more.” He starts walking over to a tree, sitting down. Tom watching him every step of the way. He would love to turn into padfoot and take a nap under the tree, but he can’t talk as padfoot, so he shrugs off his jacket and sits with a huff.
Tom seems to want to say something, but he gets cut off by a strong gust off wind and a sudden flash of green light, they both covered their eyes, then the light subsided. Sirius had to blink sometimes to get the blotches out of his eyes to find a guy on the floor groaning. Alert, Sirius walk over to Tom, wand in hand. The guy is wearing muggle clothes, a suit, with a little ruffled but well-kept hair. He looks like those rich high society people Remus showed him, ‘the pureblood equivalent of the muggle world’ he said. Before the guy could even open his eyes Tom hit him with a stupefy which made him hit the ground again.
Immediately he checked the wards, and nothing. No breach, not even a hint of what just happened. That’s not supposed to happen. Getting inn is one thing, but getting in and being undetected is unheard of. He turns and tells Tom exactly this, even checking the wards himself. This is dangerous, if someone managed to find a way to breach wards undetected… he doesn’t even want to think about the probability and also Tom looks ready to murder the guy, so he again goes to redirect the kid’s attention.
“Could you go find Remus?” he says, crouching down and chanting an incarcerous “I’ll keep an eye on him” saying the last bit while pointing at the unconscious guy. Tom watches the ropes tie the guy, and when he sees it knot tightly, he turns towards Sirius nods curtly and leaves.
It takes a while, but he hears leaves rustling and footsteps, and turns to see Tom and Remus with Harry, Theo, and Merlin in tow. Upon seeing Sirius, Remus quickens his step and reaches Sirius first. His eyes narrowing, checking him over for any injuries. Sirius sighs “I’m fine, moony” looking up at Remus and giving him a smile, Remus’ eyes stay on him for a while before nodding, seeming satisfied that Sirius isn’t injured. “The problems not me but him” he says, again pointing at the unconscious guy. “He got in”.
“So I’ve heard” Remus says gravely eyes flickering to the unconscious body before turning it back on Sirius “I sent a patronus out to Dumbledore” Sirius gives him a look and can see the others doing so too. “I know, I know you guy don’t like him, neither do I. but he needs to know this. Someone breaching through a ward undetected...is bad. He needs to know, whether you like it or not. And we can’t go to the ministry can we” Sirius winces, even if he got clear of all charges, there are still some lasting effects. Plus no one in their right minds trusts Fudge. Remus sighs “not because of you Sirius, I know what you’re thinking, how you’re thinking, and no. I didn’t imply you in that context, I was talking about the minister” he is looking at Sirius, waiting, and then the realization dawned on him.
“Oh” he says because wasn’t expecting Remus to realize what he was thinking. Remus just sighs but it doesn’t sound like irritation, so that’s a good sign.
At some point, Merlin had slithered away from Harry and towards him, he stretches out his arm so she could crawl up to his shoulder. Once she settled comfortably, he started petting her scales. He looks up again to see Remus smiling fondly at him and so is Harry but he looks more proud than fond. Even Theo has a ghost of a smile on his face, the ends of his hair turning a little blue before going back to its brown color.
“Alright, Dumbledore should be arriving soon. I’m going to go let him in, Harry and Theo you two come with me. Tom, you stay here and help Sirius carry that guy inside” tom hums in response not taking his eyes off the unconscious body. Remus turns to leave the way he came. Harry and Theo look a little reluctant to follow but do so anyway.
Sirius turns to Tom “now comes the question, how should we get him in?” tom finally looks away from the body to address Sirius.
“We could levitate him” Tom suggests. No, that wouldn’t be good, not after they made that blunder last time.
Shaking his head, he tells him “We can’t do that, not after how easily Peter got away” Tom seems to consider this instead of going straight to the instant killing option. He is probably interested in how someone got in the wards undetected, he looked ready to dissect the guy for answers if he had to. “Maybe we could wake him and make him walk all the way to the house” he meant this as a joke, but Tom looks thoughtful as if he is actually considering this.
“I could use the imperius curse.” He muses. Sirius sighs, that is even riskier, levitating it is then.
“He might be able to fight against it like I did, we don’t know what he’s capable of. It’s less risky if one off us levitates him, while the other keeps him stunned” he says standing up, he readjusted Merlin then got his wand out and cast a leviosa lifting up the guy in the air and walking back to the house with Tom right behind him wand at hand.
They walk in silence back to the house, thankfully the guy remained unconscious. When they walked in Sirius saw Remus with Dumbledore talking, the evidence of floo travel on his clothes. Minerva was there too and so was Severus, talking to Harry and Theo. Merlin had already slithered away and back into Harry’s waiting hands, Tom walks over to were Harry and Theo are having a discussion with Severus. He may not like the slimy git, but he’s got to admit he’s a good teacher. Better than Dumbledore at least.
He walks further inn and sees Alastor Moody standing next to a chair, he deposits the unconscious body there and re-ties the rope, so it's stuck to the char. He turned around after he was done clapping his hands together “right, I think it’s time to wake the person in question now” and he is about to take out his wand when he hears and unfamiliar voice behind him.
“That’s alright, I was already awake.”
Tensing, he slowly turns around to find the supposed unconscious person awake. His first thoughts are ‘he’s American’. He hears hissing and sees Merlin and Harry talking. He hasn’t had much practice in parseltounge as the others, only learning it for a few weeks, but he catches the words ‘knew’ and ‘awake’ so he is guessing that Merlin knew.
Now that he has a closer look, this guy, this boy looks so young. He doesn’t seem distressed, slightly irritated but not distressed. Looking at all of them, one by one, as if assessing them, and shit he forgot to check for weapons.
At this point everyone attention is on the boy, so no one notices that someone else came in through the fireplace until the boy eyes flicker towards there. Sirius follows his gaze seeing Arthur and Percy Weasley coming out of the fireplace dusting themselves off. Arthur walks over to where Minerva is standing with Dumbledore, but Percy walks past them and stands next to Tom, who also seemed to step closer to Percy, and they both stopped when they nodded to each other and turned to see the boy, who was watching this with a blank face.
To no one’s surprise it was Dumbledore who spoke first. “My boy, do you know where you are right now or who we are” the boys eyes snap to Dumbledore in an instant, looking at him with a blank stare before answering “not really” Sirius narrows his eyes, he sounds so young, could this kid really be a death eater. He already knows the answer, yes. It still hurts though.
Dumbledore continues with “now, we have our doubts if you really are just and unfortunate victim in this or if you're working with the dark lord, there is one way to confirm it, if you would allow us to have a look at your left arm to check if you have the mark or not” the boy’s face continues to be passive through this, and when Dumbledore stops talking there is a beat of silence before the shrugs or tries to shrug with being tied up and all.
“sure” he is looking a Dumbledore when he says it, but when Sirius takes a step closer wand in hand the boy’s attention snaps to him, his face is passive but there is an air of wariness. He takes a few steps back and puts the wand away, then he casted the finite incantatem wandless. The rope falls off, and instead of seeing relief or some tension leaving him, he is again faced with that passive stare.
The boy rolls up the sleeve of his arm and to Sirius’s relief there is no dark mark, but that doesn’t last long. there are jagged scars from cuts and bruises and fractures. This time it’s Remus who talks.
“hello. My names Remus, whats yours?” Remus walks toward the boy and crouches down so they can look at each other in the eyes. Behind him he hears Moody telling Dumbledore “We should give him some veritaserum”
Sirius wipe his head to glare at Moody “We are not giving a child veritaserum” he hears coughing and turns around to see Harry saying “wouldn’t be the first time” eyeing Dumbledore. Sirius glares at Dumbledore “you did what” but before he could blow up on Dumbledore, Remus cuts in.
“Sirius, could you save that for later. After we are sure the dark lord hasn’t found a way to breach in through the wards we put in” he says and turns to the boy, “Sorry about them, could you answer my question from before?”
The boy is looking at Remus eyebrows slightly closer than it was before. It takes some time, but the boy finally answers “Tim.” He was answering in short sentences leaving them with nothing.
Minerva steps forward next to Remus and asks Tim “Do you know how you ended up here, or what you were doing beforehand?” Tim looks at her for a moment before answering with “yes.” The kid said nothing else, and Moody was getting impatient “go on then, boy. Tell us how you are not working for the dark lord.”
Sirius whipped his head toward Moody, glaring daggers at him, and so did everyone else’s. well, everyone except Dumbledore whose eyes were twinkling toward Tim, and Tom who still looked ready to dissect Tim. If Tim was affected by the claim, he didn’t show it. “I don’t know what you guys want from me. One moment; I was sitting in my office, doing work the next moment; I got attacked. My attacker hits me with a green light, then I ended up here” he answers to Moody’s statement.
“Do you know who your attacker was?” Remus asked.
“He was wearing a mask” Tim says shaking his head.
Sirius crouches down next to Remus and asks, “Do you know the reason you were targeted?” Tim’s eyes turned to him. He takes a moment to consider Sirius, then sighs, leans back on the chair, and says “no”
Immediately a knife is embedded in the chair where Tim’s face would have been had he not moved slightly. Sirius recognizes that knife and whips his head around to glare at Theo who has one hand mid-air and the other hand holding more knives. “Theo.” He warns, but Theo either didn’t hear him or just didn’t care.
“The next time you lie, the knife will go in your head” Theo’s hair went pink at the edges, before they put the knives away and their hair turned back to its original color. Tim was looking at Theo as their hair changed color, he looked back at the knife next to his face, still with a blank expression.
Then he smiled and this is the first time he has shown any kind of emotion. “You’re perceptive, I’ll give you that” he says grabbing the knife and throwing it back towards Theo, it hits the wall next to them. That makes everyone to point their wand at Tim, Theo just glares. Tim doesn’t seem bothered by the sudden wariness and continues to talk. “And because of that, I will give you the truth; yes, I am aware of who attacked me, and I have multiple guesses as to why”
before he could even elaborate Dumbledore steps forward. “You have a strong mind, my boy.” He says his eyes twinkling. looking through someone’s mind without their permission, and a child at that. Sirius had the urge to punch Dumbledore, but before he could act on that Remus grabbed his arm, Sirius turned to look at him and Remus just shook his head.
“Finally done trying to snoop through my mind?” Tim asks slowly turning away from Theo to look at Dumbledore. Everyone froze, but Dumbledore just seems to sigh at that “I figured. I am guessing you have had previous encounters legiliments?”
Tim took some time answering that, but then just shrugged “something like that” he continues with “Now, could someone tell me what the date is today?”
Its Severus who had been quiet the whole time who says slowly “27th July” as he walks closer staring at Tim with scrutinizing eyes.
“Year?” Tim continues to ask.
“1994” Severus answers. Sirius is starting to get confused, so he looks at Remus for some help, but Remus is looking at Tim with wide eyes like he realized something. His eyes turn back to Tim as he starts hearing him taking deep breaths, his eyes closed. He exhaled one more time before opening his eyes.
“Alright, I’m going to tell you two things” he holds up two fingers as he continues talking “one; I’m either displaced from time or I’m not from this world at all, and two; why are you guys wearing that?” the odd question at the end was overshadowed by that first statement. Is this what Remus realized?
“What do you mean by that, boy” Moody asked, Tim’s eyes snapped to him and something like irritation flashed through his face before his blank expression returns. “First of all, I’m not a kid and second; I mean you all look like you’re from the 18th century, but it's not. So why are you wearing that?” he gestures at the robes of Dumbledore, Minerva, Severus, Arthur, and Moody. The rest are wearing muggle clothes (Percy is wearing something Molly made).
“No, my boy. The others are just wearing muggle clothes” Dumbledore says, and to Tim’s confused gaze he elaborates “but you Americans call them No-Maj” Tim’s eyes narrow slightly before it goes wide. He abruptly stands up, startling Sirius and Remus who was crouched before him. He starts looking around, stops his eyes at a few things; the brooms, the moving portraits, and moving posters then lastly at their wands.
“No-Maj as in non-magic?” he asks, and Sirius is confused by this, Tim should be aware of this unless he’s a-
With a gasp he says “You’re a muggle” this seems to gain everyone’s attention.
“And you’re apparently a secret magical society” Tim says dryly as he starts sitting down in the chair. Running his fingers through his hair, sighing irritably. Sirius’ mind was racing, how could someone get in? let alone a muggle, with no magic. Sirius did the runes himself and even Remus helped.
“Do you have any wixen relatives.” Sirius asked. that’s the only reason he could come up with because of the statue of secrecy. “None that I know of.” Tim said. If he doesn’t have any wixen relatives, then how does he know about the wizarding world, and when Sirius asked, he said “I Heard about it in passing.” That caused an uproar, “You heard about it in passing?!!” “But the statue of secrecy!” it was Arthur and Moody who was yelling, and Sirius can’t blame them. this muggle keeps becoming more and more unbelievable. Tim muttered something under his breath and Sirius was close enough to hear ‘I don’t think he cares enough to be worried about that’.
“We’re getting sidetracked, what Moody meant to say before was; what do you mean when you say you’re displaced from time?” Remus asked, “we have time-turners, but the whole green light thing is not how they work.”
“I’m siding more towards not being from this world altogether.” Tim muttered. Irritation laced in his words. “But what I mean is that it wasn’t 1994 some few hours ago, it was 2014” Sirius could hear all the sharp intakes of breaths. Tim seemed blissfully oblivious to this or is just straight out ignoring their reaction. He eyes everyone one more time, going over everyone once again, staying on each person for half a second.
“Now you know why I’m being vague with my answer, the question is; do you believe me?” he asked softly, voice barely a whisper. Did the kid seem…hesitant? That was a surprise.
Sirius couldn’t suppress a smile as Remus went to answer, “Of course we believe you”. Sirius turned to Remus to see that he was also smiling.
Moody steeped forward and he was, well, moody. “Not until we know for sure, we don’t” he turned to Dumbledore and said “you’re not going to believe him are you, Albus? That kid just threw a knife, and almost hit Nott.” Sirius was very close to losing it and punching Moody, but the reasonable side of his brain, the one that oddly sounds like Remus was telling him otherwise.
“We are not giving him veritaserum, Alastor.” Minerva said, putting a hand between Tim and Moody.
“I’m alright with that.” Tim said, looking at Moody from behind Minerva, having to move sideways to see Moody.
“I don’t think you know-“Severus started to say looming over Tim, but Tim cut him off “I don’t think I know, I do know” he said, acid spilling through hid words. “I know that veritaserum is a Latin-based word which means ‘truths’. My guess is that you guys are talking about a truth serum.” He said matter-of-factly, then he started to smile.
“Also, every time you guys do magic you say a word that indicated it, like an incantation, and it’s all Latin-based words.” He said standing up from the chair before stretching, bones cracking with each stretch (which should be inhuman) and then moving over to where the living room was in sight, everyone’s eyes was trained on his back, but he just went over to where the sofa is. And sat on the sofa with a soft sigh. After a while he turned towards where everyone was still standing, tilting his head he said “well?”
Dumbledore was the one to move first. Turning to Severus and asking for the veritaserum and the antidote, which he for some reason had on him. And walked over to where Tim was siting. Sirus and Remus stood up from where they were crouching, and walked over to where the other kids were standing.
“Know that you may not be conscious for this, and that we are going to ask you basic questions to check if it works first” he said as he was handing the vial of liquid to Tim. Tim nodded then drank it in one swing his eyes immediately drop and become cloudy. Dumbledore started asking questions immediately.
“What is your full name?” Dumbledore asks.
“Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne” Tim answers in a monotone voice
“What is your age?” Dumbledore continued to ask, and Tim answered “19” in the same monotone voice. Sirus knew he was young, he wasn’t as young as he suspected, but still young. Dumbledore continued to ask questions.
“What is the name of your parents?"
“Jack and Janet drake and Bruce Wayne”
Dumbledore hummed and seemed to take some time considering the next question, but Moody grew impatient and walked forward to where Tim and Dumbledore were sitting. When he reached there, he asked the question that everyone had on their mind “Are you working for or with Voldemort?”
The silence was thickening, what was seconds felt like minutes, until finally Tim opened his mouth to answer “no.”
The relief could be shown as the tension lightened. Dumbledore stood and gave Tim the antidote, and with a few blinks his eyes started to clear. Tim looked at Dumbledore and asked, “did you get your answer?"
“Yes, my boy.” Dumbledore said, “you have been very cooperative so far, and the most pressing problem has been settled.” Dumbledore was saying that to Tim but was looking at Moody, daring him to disagree. Moody looked like he wanted to ask the mystery boy more questions but reframed himself.
“Yes Albus, the most pressing problem has been settled, now here’s another pressing problem; where will the boy reside?” Arthur asked, sitting down on the sofa across form the one Tim was sitting on. Conjuring up a cup and plate and levitating some juice and biscuits from the cupboard.
Sirius almost jumped to answer “He can stay with us” before remembering that this was not his decision alone. He turned to where Remus was standing with pleading eyes, Remus just sighed, closing his eyes for a second then opening then again. Clearing his throat to get everyone’s attention, he looked at Dumbledore “we have extra rooms, he can stay with us” he said, with finality.
“Thank you, Remus.” Dumbledore said, standing up to leave, as everyone who did not live there started preparing to leave as well. Arthur stood up with multiple biscuits at hand, before suddenly halting, turning around abruptly,
“oh, I nearly forgot” he said while smacking his forehead “Percy and I came here to ask if you and your family would join mine to the quidditch world cup. Tim is obviously invited as well.” Looking at Tim he said, “I have many questions about this other muggle world.”
Remus smiled “sure, Arthur” and with that they were all gone.
Suddenly, everything became quiet for a few seconds before Theo went over to the wall where their knife was embedded. Harry went with them to help but Tom walked over to Tim.
“You seem awfully calm for someone who is apparently from another time” (hypocrite) he said as he to the seat that Arthur was sitting on before. Tim just shrugged “eh, it’s not the worst or weirdest thing I’ve experienced” he says, then turns serious “and I wasn’t joking when I said that I’m siding towards being from a different dimension altogether.”
Harry and Theo sat down next to Tom after getting the knife, and Sirus stood next to them. Sirius wanted to ask him more questions and by the looks of it so did Tom, but Remus clapped his hands getting everyone’s attention. When he was sure they all were paying attention, he said “alright, questions tomorrow” they were all about to protest, but one look from Remus made their mouth shut.
Remus continued saying to Tim “I’m sure traveling dimensions is exhausting, so let’s get you settled in.” Tim just nodded and followed Remus out the door and into the hallway.
Sirius looked back at the other kids after Remus Tim had left. “So” he said “We now have a guest staying at our house” he made sure to use a strong voice, a voce meant to be heard. “And with that comes new rules”
he walked down to sit in one of the single sofas, when he sat down, he continued “no maiming, no slicing, no killing” he said counting off the rules with his fingers. He looked at Harry who was about to say something, his finger up as if to ask a teacher a question, but Sirius cut him off by saying “and no burning” Harry put his finger down.
Sirus had seen how haywire Harry’s magic can get and hoped it wouldn’t come to that. They all had a sour face on but Sirius just sighs, and hope they take the rules to heart, hope that they actually follow the new rule.