Title: Yellowing Pictures

Summary: A picture the Lupin house, a broken time turner in the attic. Parker Dora Lupin wound up in the middle of it all. Being the daughter of Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley, she had quite the talent of getting in trouble. Whisked back in time to the summer of 1995, She is left with her alive grandparents and people in Voldemort's reign of terror. Resorting to acting like she doesn't know a thing, Parker is in more of a mess than the time that she exploded the cherry pie in the slytherin's face.

I don't own anything.

Quote of the chapter: And when is there time to remember, to sift, to weigh, to estimate, to total? ~ Tillie Olsen


Chapter 1: Hogwarts Trunks and Time Turners


Parker Dora Lupin lay on her purple bed as she flipped through her school books. She was going into her fourth year in 2 weeks and was excited. "I'm 13 and I'm going to Hogwarts. Back to Hogwarts. No more peeping fathers and annoying mothers who want your hair to be color coordinated." The young girl sang as the tips of her hair flipped to blonde and back to scarlet and changed her eyes back to there normal grey from the exuberant yellow. "Parker, Come on!" Her father, Teddy Lupin, shouted as he made his way down the hall. "W-why? Where could we possibly be going that makes me drag myself up off my wonderfully comfy bed and follow you down to the wonderful place we are going?" Parker asked her father and he pursed his lips.

"Can you go to the attic and get down the trunk for Remus? He'll need it this year. Your mum won't be in until the next week." Teddy told his daughter as she dragged herself of her bed and slid on her ballet flats. Parker rolled her eyes. Her mother, ever since accepting her new job, has been traveling everywhere. Parker never did have a good relationship with her mother, Victoire Weasley, as she did with her father, Teddy.

"Why can't Remus do it?" Parker asked her father. "Because you're the only one I trust not to touch anything up there." Teddy whispered to her and Parker dragged herself up and placed on her flats. Her brother, Remus, who had turned 11 just recently ran in. "Dad, Parker! I finished my school books. They were all really interesting. Especially Potions. But Defense Against the Dark Arts rival it though. I think that'll be my favorite one. I want to be in Ravencalw or Gryffindor. Not Hufflepuff or Slytherin. They seem strange.' Remus spoke in one breathe, trembling in excitement.

"What's wrong with Hufflepuffs?" Parker asked, her mouth gaping open. "Nothing Parker. Seeing as your one and all..but If I'm in the same house as you, It'll be awkward." He told her, smiling as his sandy hair fell into his eyes. Parker patted his head as she exited her room and walked down the hall.

On her trip down the hall, Parker eyed a photo that was yellow around the edges and looked older than her father. She stole a glance at it, hoping her dad never noticed. She smiled at the photo, though briefly. In the photo was her two grandparents. Her father's parents and the woman she was named after.

She traced the silver frame then turned away before running into the kitchen and into the little room next to it that held the stairs to the attic. She walked up the stairs and heard them creak before resorting to the childhood rhyme that she used to sing while climbing these steps.

Morning Creaks,

In Hogwarts air.

Dark red grass,

Under her long blonde hair,

Stained red.

With his salt-water tear

Mixed in it.

Terror gone.

All is lost.

Morning sun.

Bodies creak and moan and cry.

So many lost, no goodbyes.,.

She remembered being 5 singing that song before her father's godfather, Harry, almost broke down crying as she sang the last verse. She thought it was happy tears until her father chastised her to never sing it again.

Now being 13, She hummed it as she walked up the steps and opened the door. The door creaked open and Parker flipped on a light. She coughed and she shut the door. Her attic was spacey. A crib bed was up here, in the process of being re-assembled for Parker's 'New' baby brother/sister that Her mother just so happened to casually tell them when she left.

Trunks from her fathers time at Hogwarts, along with her mother lay half open and dusty. Parker walked to her fathers, never opening it before now. Her curiosity beckoned her over there. Her father had never said no, but he never said she could either. Parker had gone against her parents rules before but not to this point.

But then again, Parker was going to do it anyway.

She pushed the trunk open and coughed slightly as dust clouded the area. "Wow Dad, Ever clean this up?" Parker muttered as she brushed her hands over the top layer of discarded things. Her hand hit a cold golden chain.

She dug it out and brought it up to her eyes. It was a pretty gold chain. It had an hourglass figure on it with golden sand and Parker smiled. She could leave this as a remembrance present in Remus' bag. He would like that. She'd hide it though, in her shirt. Parker put it on and closed her fathers trunk.

She stood up from looking at her father's trunk and walked over to her 11 year old brother's new school trunk. Parker picked it up, marveling at how light it is now. She tugged it toward the attic door and pushed the door open. Parker turned off the light and she began to tug down the trunk. Parker closed the door behind her as she began her descent.

The trunk clunked and Parker smiled, remembering when her father pulled it down for the first time. The feeling of joy and pride. She looked up and saw her dad standing there, containing her jumping younger brother.

Parker set up the trunk behind her, not noticing how it wobbled a tiny bit. She waved to her younger brother and laughed at his grinning face. She felt the trunk hit her back and she pushed it back a little bit, making it hit the stair and ricocheting forward. "Guess what I got, Remmy?" She smiled at him and Remus grinned.

"My trunk!" Remus yelled as Parker felt another jolt into her back. She knocked it back once more, harder this time. "Nope! Something more special!" Parker smiled before she felt the trunk smack into her back. Parker gripped into the air, trying to grab onto something before tripping over a sticking up nail.

She screamed as she saw her father's worried face as he raced forward and Remus' wide eyes. Parker rolled down the steps. Glass cut into her chest and she closed her eyes, as tears seeped onto her cheeks. Parker lit up in sparkles before she disappeared as a scream tore through her throat.

"Parker! PARKER!" Teddy yelled as he noticed she was gone. "Dad, Where's Parker?" Remus asked, picking up the fallen trunk. "I don't know. Go get the phone and hand it to me. I need it." Teddy told his son, as he scampered off.

Teddy walked up to the place where his daughter disappeared and found bits of broken glass and a little bit of golden powder. This wasn't looking good, at all. Teddy picked up the pieces of his time turner and his eyes widened.

Parker had gotten a hold of a time-turner and could be anywhere in the whole past.


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