It's even crazier to think that perhaps they HAVE traveled back, but there are laws set in place in regards to Time Travel that prevent any direct (or revelatory) interaction, or explicitly stating who they are and where they are from. All they can do is subtly observe, idly converse.
That being said, who's to say we haven't interacted with someone from the future who will become a great part of our lives? Someone who passes by us in the present for just a moment: a customer we serve at work, someone we see at the grocery store who says "Excuse me" as they pass, a stranger walking by our homes, eager for a glimpse into the things we do.
You don't report it, you wait until you father a child to grow further and further apart and eventually break free from the love potion and never come back. That way the child, who will become an orphan, will foster an underlying dislike for his heritage and muggles and soon turn into a horrible homicidal maniac bent on destroying all traces of wizards/wizards without an ancestry in magic. Then you smirk quietly in your grave, knowing that you've exacted the best revenge possible on the cause of your problem.
It's even crazier to think that perhaps they HAVE traveled back, but there are laws set in place in regards to Time Travel that prevent any direct (or revelatory) interaction, or explicitly stating who they are and where they are from. All they can do is subtly observe, idly converse.
That being said, who's to say we haven't interacted with someone from the future who will become a great part of our lives? Someone who passes by us in the present for just a moment: a customer we serve at work, someone we see at the grocery store who says "Excuse me" as they pass, a stranger walking by our homes, eager for a glimpse into the things we do.
But they are secretive. They are hidden.
Ok, I circled the equator but I still can't find a damn golf ball.
MAYBE IF YOU HAD A REMEMBRALL YOU'D REMEMBER WHERE THEY ARE.
I believe in Harry Potter.
You don't report it, you wait until you father a child to grow further and further apart and eventually break free from the love potion and never come back. That way the child, who will become an orphan, will foster an underlying dislike for his heritage and muggles and soon turn into a horrible homicidal maniac bent on destroying all traces of wizards/wizards without an ancestry in magic. Then you smirk quietly in your grave, knowing that you've exacted the best revenge possible on the cause of your problem.
You seem to be lost... Let me help you:
youtube.com
that's so raven!
ear, ear!
What are you? Horcruxes?
I'm in
Mulan would kick Bellas ass
Are you kidding Anonymous? I see you around ALL THE TIME
We've got ourselves a super sleuth. Nothing gets past you!
"To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."
Taylor Swift's acceptance speech...