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Title: Tempus Transferre
Characters: Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor, Laurene Fensworth, Draco Malfoy, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Ron Weasley, Remus Lupin, Ash Gryffindor and Hazel Gryffindor, Sirius Black and Hermione Granger
Chapter: 40 of unknown
Number of words in Chapter: 1,014
Rating: M
Pairings: Harry (Godric)/Severus, Godric/Laurene
Genre: Drama/Supernatural
Warnings: AU, Time Travel, slash, amnesia, reincarnation, spoilers through book four, mentions of character death and the standard anything else that this demented author can think of.
Summary: On this fifteenth birthday, things don't go exactly as planned. He is faced with an interesting dilemma, and yet he can't even remember what happened. Harry is left with no memory and stuck in a time that he doesn't know anything about. Now he must face this new world with a new identity and help the world move onto a better time.
Notes: For this story, I am writing it for my friend, it was her who wanted to see Harry as Godric for a change. The title is Latin for Time Shift.

Chapter 40: The Situation

Godric stood outside of the castle with his arms crossed as he thought about what he was going to do. He had spent a lot of time thinking. Well, the truth was that he had done that when Ash wasn't around. The other teachers had really been helping him with his son. Of course, the only one that wasn't helping was Severus. He had suddenly stopped helping the boy with his potions lessons.

Godric shook his head. "I need to stop thinking those thoughts. I already know how the man feels about me." He then snorted. "Then again, I know how I feel about those old memories. That person isn't me." He crossed his arms and thought about what was going on. He knew that the Dark Lord was after the old him. It also seemed as if the man could be counted to go after the current him. He made a humming noise as he thought more about the situation.

A hand grabbed his arm. Godric automatically reacted. His wand flew into his hand from his holster and he ripped his arm out of the lax grip. Spinning around, he faced the person that had grabbed him and pointed his wand at them. He looked at the person that had grabbed him. He didn't lower his wand as he came face to face with one Severus Snape. He hadn't been paying attention, which was the only reason that he hadn't recognized the hand that had grabbed him. Yet, after the man's actions, he wasn't about to trust the potions master. The older instincts from his younger years were causing some of that distrust to return. Yet, the fact that he was no longer a student and a grown man caused him to react like he thought he should.

Severus glared at him. "Lower that blasted wand, Potter." Godric's scowl became very pronounced at those words. He was tired of Severus referring to him by a last name that he no longer associated with himself. He wasn't a Potter any longer. That may have been in his genetic make up, but that was all. The boy known as Harry Potter had essentially died the day that he was thrust into the past without his memories.

Godric narrowed his eyes. "I'm not going to lower my wand. I'm tried of your antics and I'm tired of fighting with you. Yes, I was someone else when I was a child. However, I am not that person any longer. I'm Godric Gryffindor. Not Harry Potter. Harry Potter was a naïve child that wanted a family. I may not like fighting, and I may prefer spending time with both animals and with the only child that I have here, but I'm not that teenager known as Harry Potter." Godric was intently focused upon Severus. In fact, both men seemed to be focused on each other in such a way that neither of them noticed someone walking over to them to put a stop to the fight. It wasn't always a good thing to see someone pointing a wand at another person. Of course, Severus did have his wand in his hand as well.

A throat cleared and caused the two to look in the person's direction. Standing there was one Albus Dumbledore. Godric's mind immediately stalled at the thought that crossed it at the sight of the man. He knew what the man had likely heard. There was no way that the man would have missed it. It had been voiced loud enough for the headmaster to hear. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "Well, I find what you have said rather interesting. Then again, I do find it a little disconcerting that you would point a wand at a teacher, Mr. Potter." He looked at Godric from over his glasses.

Godric's eyes immediately narrowed. "As I just finished telling your…Employee, my name isn't Harry Potter." He carefully lowered his wand. He didn't trust Severus to not try something, which meant that he didn't put the wand away. Then again, he didn't trust Dumbledore either. He knew what the man was likely to do. He also thought that this had been planned to make sure that Dumbledore overheard the conversation. He didn't know whether that was true, but he thought that it was.

Severus scowled. "Stop your lies." Godric glared at Severus. He knew that it was getting quite old to constantly hear the same thing over and over again. He didn't want this situation to get out of control. He knew that he needed to make it very clear where things stood. In fact, he was starting to get a better idea of what he needed to do.

Godric stood up a bit straighter and looked right at the two men. He kept his wand gripped in his hand. "Look at it this way, I am not Harry Potter. I am not lying. I may have been at one point in time, but I no longer am." He stopped there and looked right at Dumbledore. He saw Dumbledore's look. He wanted to make sure that the man wouldn't get any ideas that he could enact. "I'm a twenty-eight-year-old man. That makes me an adult. I grew up in a different time. That time is where I became an adult. I haven't been this person that you think I am for over ten years. So, get it through your mind. If you try to drag me into this battle that isn't mine, then I will leave with my son and you will never see me again. I'll give up on trying to get home in order to get away from you." He then spun around and walked off. He knew that it wasn't over, but it was enough for the moment. He had a situation that he was facing. The only thing that he could do was show that he wasn't bluffing if they did try something. If they did go against what he wanted, then he would follow through with his threat. That was all there was to it.

A/N: Well, here's the chapter. It's out to Dumbledore now. Hope that you all enjoyed. Later.