Harry Potter Time Travel Fanfiction Novels & Stories

, he told me pointing towards the lady who brought me there " The symbols have some of the most incredible powers in them and one of them is time travelling and I know exactly what is happening to you so you just have to go back in time again and have to fix up everything properly”, he again told me " But... “, before I could say anything he intervened " But before you could say anything let me tell you that past means you are not going 100 or 200 years back but just before the day when you got this particular book”, he told me pointing towards my bag which contained the cursed book in it

The person who poked me was my desk mate, Yvonne Quinn, who had just transferred here a week ago and was crowned as the most beautiful girl on campus. In my previous life, she had been just as carefree and self-assured, declaring, "Give me his contact info, and I'll have him in a week." Back then, I had dismissed it as mere boasting. But that very evening, I witnessed her seated on the table, sharing a kiss with Nash. The plaster statue that should have been on the table tumbled to the ground, breaking into pieces. I was reborn! I found myself transported back to a time when tragedies hadn’t unfolded yet.

Because she had come back too— Back from ten years in the future. *** Half a month later, Jace had lost over ten pounds. He looked like a shadow of himself. Robert finally gave in and promised that after the SATs, he could go find Nadia. So the second the SATs were over, Jace got on a flight overseas. During that time, Faye had tried reaching out to him several times. He ignored every message. He moved through each day like a shell of himself. Robert, meanwhile, released the surveillance footage from before the staged kidnapping.

I can just gander at them from far off and couldn’t help but to recall how this scene was extremely recognizable to me. I perceived how Miracle soul isolated from her body and when our eyes met, I saw her disarray, perhaps like any other souls I come across, she wondered who I am—a question I’ve been pondering for so long yet I was unable to gather the right answer. The only fact I know is that I am not a mermaid but with only a simple touch, I can make someone forget about me. I am not a time traveler, but I am very prone to waking up to other people’s bodies, to a different scenario, to a different timeline.

It is all about the rhythm. "You're becoming a fine A****n, my fiery little hellcat," Braxius teases me when I can fend off his attack and un-sword him like he's shown me. I shrug and smile at his compliment. It has been easier to talk with him these days, and he's really trying to get to know me. He's even asked around if anyone has seen or heard about my little sister Meena. I don't know what happened to my Irish twin after getting sucked through time on the fairy hill. I've been praying she has escaped my fate in being stuck in an ancient time and place!

I wasn't sure what I expected when I suggested a movie night. Having Hollyn sit on the floor barely two feet away from the TV wasn't how I'd envisioned the night progressing, that was for damn sure. But her astonishment when I'd turned the movie on had curbed any desire I had to quash the joy lighting up her face. What the fuck are we going to do? I asked my brothers as Harry visited Diagon Alley for the first time on the screen. We need some straight fucking answers, Thane said. His mental voice was tight and hard. We can't keep her locked up in here, no matter how much each of us seems to want that.

Then handing it over to Evanora, they both held hands, Evanora spelled and they got back to the mortal world. ~YOUNGBLOOD RESIDENCE~ Sitting in the same position, in the same place, in the same interval of time, Valor felt as if nothing happened. It was really a surprising thing that they travelled back in time, spent four days in fairyland, witnessed his love dying in front of his eyes two times, and stolen her fairy dust too. Yet here, it was all the same, the time, the place and indeed the people. Nobody was aware of anything that had happened.

Kokabiel then remembered who he had just encountered in the elevator and his face went from horror to rage. "ERIK RAVENCLAW!" Kokabiel yelled in rage. His rage was such that he didn't realize that Tamiel had a camera out and was recording everything. "I should send Erik a copy after…" Tamiel said with a low voice, still recording Kokabiel's reaction. Meanwhile the perpetrator was disappearing in motes of light by activating his transportation magic circle with a wide smile on his face. Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 10:20 PM

I found it, I said and pulled out a book. I hold a book, The Time Traveler’s Wife. The cover of the book shows a girl wearing black knee length dress and black school shoes with long white socks. And beside the girl is what looks like a red picnic cloth, with neatly folded man’s clothes and shoes on top of it. I paused for a while and stared at the cover of the book. Henry uncontrollably travels back and forth through time. He cannot choose the time and place he would like to travel to. Will I even know if I travel to the past or the future?

"I had that dream too. You looked the same in all my dreams, with really dark hair. Except for one dream that I recently had. I saw you with blonde hair like how you look now but wearing something funny on your face that was made out of glass. We were in the future." "Dammit! When was this? I had this dream the day I saw that portal." "Day before... We stayed at the same inn near the caves that you did." "I had that dream at the same inn! But wait, you went to the cave? Did you see the portal?" "No, the sorcerer opened it for us. He studies time travel and objects that create new portals, or open existing ones." "When was this?? I was there too! I went again with the druid."