Hi everyone! So this story happens in an alternate dimension where Harry hasn't killed Voldemort and where Kronos uses Voldemort to try come back to life after Percy defeated him. I apologize to readers out there for leaving 'Reincarnated' unfinished but I realized that I suck at writing romance. Again, I'm very sorry especially to Ahnalaura Night. Thanks so much for the reviews and for the advice you've given me for my story! I feel really bad for leaving you hanging like that and I feel like such a terrible person.
A hooded figure appeared silently in the forest. He was tall and there was something terrifying about him, as if he could kill you with a glance. A rustle from the trees diverted his attention and he tensed. He quickly whipped out a wand and a flash of green light filled the forest. An owl fell from the trees, dead before it hit the ground. The figured turned away and lowered his hood. His face was deathly pale, with red eyes that stood out against his skin. His nose were slits, like a snake's, and his eyes scanned the area cautiously. He turned around once more and found himself face to face with a man. This man was wearing a striped suit and seemed like a normal person you would bump into in a city. Except that this man had golden eyes and radiated power so strong that the hooded man stepped away. The man with the golden eyes stared back at him.
"Hello, Tom. So glad we could meet."
Voldemort stepped back and narrowed his eyes. "I didn't know wether you'd show up Kronos. I merely thought that you were to weak to show yourself from what you've told me." Kronos glared at him and exhaled loudly. He paced around looking at his hands and flexing his fingers slowly.
"Yes well, this human form is the best I could do for now. I presume you remember our deal?" Kronos asked.
"Yes I do. You get rid of the Potter boy for me and I'll get rid of that Percy Jackson kid for you. In return, we'll take over our own worlds easily with no interruptions from our rivals. Am i correct?" Voldemort looked at him inquiringly. Kronos nodded slightly and started pacing around again. "But how do we get rid of them both without arousing suspicion." Voldemort wondered out loud. Kronos suddenly looked up and smirked evilly.
"Don't worry, I've got the perfect plan. They'll never suspect a thing."
Voldemort sighed and faced Kronos once more. "You going to tell me this plan of yours or not?" he asked haughtily. Kronos exhaled, trying not to blast this mortal into pieces. Not yet, he thought firmly to himself, once he's done his part, he'll be of no use anymore.
"Don't worry, Tom." Kronos hissed. "You'll find out soon enough." With that, he turned and disappeared in a flash of light.
Harry Potter sighed contentedly and watched the hills disappear from his window. He sat in a train compartment with his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. It was the end of the school year and they were going back to the Muggle world. Back to the Dursleys, Harry thought dejectedly. He groaned and leaned against the glass. Hermione smiled sympathetically and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry Harry, after this summer, you won't have to go and live with the Dursleys anymore."
Ron stopped eating his sandwich for a second and swallowed hard. "Yeah, Mum'll probably let you stay with us until you find a place to stay. Actually, I think she wouldn't mind if you lived with us." Harry smiled at his friends and looked outside again. King's Cross station was nearing and he, Ron and Hermione picked up their stuff off the seats and crammed it in their trunks. Hedwig hooted sleepily in her cage as she was woken up from the noise. Pigwidgeon hooted excitedly from his cage and attempted to squeeze through the bars but ended up getting stuck. Harry and Hermione laughed as Ron stormed furiously to Pig's cage and pushed him back in. "Stupid feathery git." Run muttered as he threw his cloak over the cage.
A few minutes later, Harry, Ron and Hermione stepped onto King's Cross station. They pulled their trunks towards the ticket booth where Mr and Mrs Weasley were standing, waving at them. Mrs Weasley pulled each of them into a hug and smiled at them. "Harry, you be sure to come visit us this summer ok?" Mrs Weasley looked at him endearingly. Harry felt a rush of affection for her and nodded.
"Of course I will Mrs Weasley. Will next week be ok for you?" Harry asked. Mrs Weasley beamed and hugged him one last time.
"Of course Harry, dear. Well, come along now Ron, Ginny. Harry should probably head back home now." She said. The Weasleys waved one last time to Harry and Hermione and disappeared into the crowd. Hermione turned to Harry, looking troubled. Harry was about to ask what was wrong but Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled him behind a pillar.
"Hermione, what's going on?" Harry asked nervously.
"Harry, I have a bad feeling about this place." she said quietly. Harry looked at her, confused.
"But we go here every summer Hermione, its King's Cross station. Only muggles are around now."
Hermione shook her head and pulled him nearer. "You don't understand Harry, its like there's someone watching us." Harry shook his head and patted Hermione on the shoulder.
"Oh Hermione, you're probably just paranoid about Voldemort. Remember what Dumbledore told us? He said Voldemort disappeared a few days ago and now all his Death Eaters are searching for him again." Harry said sympathetically. Hermione opened her mouth to argue but seemed to think better than that.
"You're probably right Harry." Hermione forced a smile and walked back towards the exit of the station. Harry smiled back and followed her. They saw Hermione's parents looking for her among the growing crowd of people. Hermione hugged Harry and ran towards her parents. Harry found himself wishing that he had someone to talk to on his way back to the Dursleys. He sighed and dragged his trunk behind him and held Hedwig's cage with his free arm.
As he crossed the street and entered the tunnel leading to Little Whinging, Harry felt the air turn cold around him. His scar started burning painfully on his forehead. He dropped his things and leaned against the wall for support. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to act like his scar didn't hurt but nothing happened. Suddenly, he could hear something laughing, and voices around him. He opened his eyes and found the tunnel's lights were flickering quickly. A dark shadow swooped over him, knocking him to the ground. Hedwig hooted loudly and rattled her cage bars, trying to get out.
The last thing Harry saw before he lost consciousness was a figure of a man standing over him with golden eyes that leered down at him.
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