Whatever It Takes: Complete

Whatever It Takes


They returned less than half an hour later to find Harry slouched in the chair with his feet propped up on Albus’s desk and was using his wand to levitate a golden ornament. Harry lowered his feet from the desk and onto the floor, as he carefully levitated the ornament back where he had found it, as Albus raise a brow and shot him an amused glance.

Any amusement that Albus had felt towards seeing what Harry had been doing to one of his possessions was immediately diminished and replaced by such a grave sadness, as his eyes once again lost that marvellous twinkling effect.

Harry noticed everyone was red eyed, except for Snape and Albus. Harry sighed and said, “I did warn you beforehand, did I not. I knew it would be traumatizing. So you have seen what you are up against. Now listen well, as I am only going to go through this once. Time is not on our side here.”

He continued on when he saw he had everyone’s attention. “Cedric and my younger self are to go through the maze as normal. However, when you reach the cup, my younger self, he needs to grab it, while Cedric needs to send up red sparks. Once he is recovered from the maze, he shall come and get the staff and you shall all apparate to where I am.”

He turned to face Cedric and said in a desperate pleading tone of voice, “Please when Madame Pomfrey and your family try to get you to go to the hospital wing, please do it, I would rest easier knowing you are taken care of. You need to keep yourself alive and healthy. I will only get one chance to change this, “The powers that be” they do not give second chances. This will destroy me if I fail. I am begging you, please stay safe.”

Cedric had tears in his eyes and said, “I promise I will follow your plan, regardless that it is against my nature to leave you in danger of any sort. This had better work, Harry. I will not lose you and our unborn children, not if I have to live in the process. I will not allow or tolerate it. Do not make me have to take your place and have to grieve in the event of your death.”

Harry looked anguished as he replied, “I’ll honestly try. However, you need to understand “The powers that be” explained to me the fact that this whole thing could go in our favour or against us. The downside to changing certain events that have already occurred means once they’ve happened and one attempt to change them, then the scale can tip in either direction.”

He concluded at Cedric’s look of stubborn dismay, “I’ll try my damn hardest to return to you. It is not just my life at stake here, but our unborn children. I want to marry you, perhaps have more children with you after the twins. I want those children to live, I want them to grow up to meet and fall in love with those meant for them. I want to someday have and feel the pleasure of seeing our children marry.”

He paused, as saw the tears streaming down his lovers face, tears he knew were also flowing down his own cheeks. He concluded, “I want to have the chance to share grandchildren with you. I want to see you grow old; I in fact want to grow old with you and die sleeping beside you. And in order to do this, we both need to actually survive first.”

The others in the room sat in awed silence, as they begun to realise the sheer magnitude of the love the two teens in front of them shared. Hell, Harry had travelled backwards through time in order to prevent his lover from dying. Sent by, “The powers that be”, immortal beings that were supposed to be mythical. That right there had to be saying something.

Five minutes later Harry watched as everyone left the office, except for him. He remained in his chair, as it stood to reason, that whether his younger self succeeded or not, he both left and arrived in Albus’s office, so he would of course leave and arrive back in his own time in Albus’s office.

An hour later Harry noticed a golden glow was slowly starting to build around him. He let out a shuddering sigh, bracing himself for either disappoint and heartbreak of devastating proportions, or the most blissful relief and happiness imaginable.

Five minutes later Harry closed his eyes tightly and placed his hands protectively over his midsection, as he become engulfed in the golden light before vanishing from the room. His last thought as he vanished was, ‘Oh God, please let him live’.