Fixing the Future

5.7

Alyssa set up the memories for fourth year and they used the penseive, getting ready to watch.
'You all ready?' She asked.
They nodded.
'Then let's go, fourth year- when things get dark.'
'Oh god.' Lily groaned in worry.

An old man lit a gas oven with a match, he was preparing food. He noticed a light on in the large house opposite, he stopped what he was doing and walked to the door.
'Bloody kids.'

He left the house and headed towards the light.

'Mistake number one.' Marlene clicked her tongue.
'2 galleons, he dies in this memory.' Barty said and Evan frowned,
'Can you bet on people's lives or is in unethical?'
'Probably the latter, so?'
'Deal.'
'Bad deal Evan. He's so gonna die.' Regulus shook his head.

The old man was wandering up to the house carrying a lit torch. He opened the front door, inside was just as dark. He began climbing the stairs, whispers and hushed voices coming from upstairs.

'Mistake number two.' Marlene nodded in disappointment.

The old man waited outside the room where the conversation is taking place and listened on.

'Mistake number three. Merlin, has this guy never watched a horror film?' Marlene chided.

'Oh no no no my Lord Voldemort. I only meant...perhaps if we were to do it without the boy...'

'Hey Wormtail, it's you!' James exclaimed.
'Yeah, talking to Voldemort because I'm a traitor who betrays your trust and causes your death.' Peter said bitterly.
'We'll...yeah, but it sounds there like you were trying to carry out an evil plan without using my son so cheers!' James responded.

'NO! The boy is everything, it cannot
be done without him and it WILL be done
exactly as I say.' Voldemort replied.

'But I failed even at that.' Peter sighed.

Another man who's face wasn't visible spoke,
'I will not disappoint you my lord.'
'Good, first father our old comrades, send them a sign.'

A snake slithered past the old man and into the room.

'Ah shit.' Frank muttered.

'Nagini tells me the old caretaker is
standing outside the door.'

'This isn't good.'
'Question. Who's memory is this? Like was it that man's and you somehow got his memories?' Marlene asked.
'Nah, it's not his memory. Just watch.' Alyssa responsed.

Wormtail stood in the doorway and looked at the old man. The old man looked terrified.
'Step aside so I can give our guest a
proper greeting.'
A loud spell was cast.

'Called it!' Barty yelled.
'Come on dude, at least have a bit of class- he literally just died.'

Harry woke up in his bed in a flash of panic.

'Oh so it was Harry's dream and that's how you got the memory.' Marlene nodded.
'Wait, why did Harry have that dream? Was it real?' Lily asked in concern.
'Watch and you'll find out.' Luna shushed them, intrigued at the matter herself having not been fully informed about all of this.

'Harry!' Hermione called out.
Harry was flustered and still panicking.
'Are you alright?'
'Hermione. Bad dream. When did you get here?'
'Just now. You?'
'Last night...is Lyss around?'
'She's downstairs with Ginny but she'll be up in a minute.'

Hermione went over to Ron's bed.
'Wake up. Wake up Ronald!'
'Bloody hell.'
'Honestly. Get dressed, and don't go back to sleep. Come on Ron! Your mother says breakfast's ready.'