A/N: I'm back! I decided to take a shot at a time travel fic. Yes, a lot of people have tried it, but hey, this one has a sort of 'twist'.

Summary: Harry and his family travel back to the maraduar era. Harry, his wife Hermione, and his four year old children, James Daniel, and Lily Jade, go back in time. AU

Disclaimer: I married Harry Potter, and Draco Malfoy. They said that I could have one wish. I wished that I could own Harry Potter. And guess what they said! They couldn't afford it! HAH! I bet those two could buy the world with their spare change. Ok, maybe not… (Looks and runs around frantically, avoiding tomatoes that are being thrown at the author aka me.)

Hehe, yes, that disclaimer was rather, err… stupid, but still.

I'll inform you on everything, hopefully in the story, and the rest in the end.

Ok, on to the story!

(A/N: Whoa, did I just get that 1st sentence from a Christmas story? looks up Christmas stories.)

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It was a warm summers' night, and in this house, none were creeping, not even a mouse.

In the Potter home, were two sleeping children. They were four years old. A little girl slept peacefully in her pink bed. In a room right next to her, was her twin brother, James. He was sleeping peacefully in his red bed. The two were completely unaware as to what was going on in the bedroom right across from theirs.

Hermione Jane Potter sat on the floor, memorizing last minute details. Her husband, Harry Potter, lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Harry," Hermione asked after a long silence. She had finally gotten her glamour charm mastered. She could now change her hair from chocolaty brown, to almost white blond, and the change length of her hair. "Did you remember you glamour charm?"

Harry sat up from their bed, looked at Hermione with an amused look, and replied, "Of course, Mione. What, you think that the boy-who-lived wouldn't remember how to master a simple glamour spell?" She threw a pillow from the edge of the bed, and threw it at him. Luckily for him, years and years of qudditch, he could easily catch the pillow. "Aww, you're no fun," he pouted.

She smirked and stood up. She sat next to him and wrapped her arms around him. "C'mon Harry, you know this means a lot. We're going into the past. This is very complicated, especially since we've two little children that are just barely four." She looked up at him and saw that he was in deep concentration.

"You're right." He got up and went into their master bathroom. Hermione followed, wondering as to what he was going to do. He put his hand over his hair and waved. He then did the same to his eyes. All of a sudden, his hair went from jet black, to light brown, to white blond, and back to black. His eyes went from the beautiful emerald green, to hazel, to sparkling blue, to shining sliver, to coal black, and finally back to emerald. He turned around, watching the slight frown on her face, and grinned.

"Show off," Hermione said frowning. "I can only change the color and length. You can change you hair color, and your eye color? That's just too much."

"Oh Mione, I didn't defeat the Dark Lord with pixies. But I did kill Dumbledore with a lemon drop," he said smirking. He walked to her and wrapped his arms around her small body.

All during Harry's school years, he was put through tests. When he was in his first year, he had to get a stone, the Philosopher's Stone, and stop Lord Voldermort from returning. Dumbledore could've easily hid it where no one would've found it, or he could've simply destroyed it. But no, he had to hide it in the school, with a three headed dog guarding the entrance. So naturally, when the trio accidentally saw it, they were curious. It took them some time, but they finally figured out what Fluffy ("Ye' Fluffy, cute in't he?" Hagrid asked.) was guarding. In the end, they finally got it, Dumbledore didn't seem surprised. It was, as if, he expected Harry to get the stone.

In second year, he found out he was a parstletounge. He already knew he could talk to snakes. Once, when he went to the zoo with the Dursley's, he accidentally sent a Boa Constrictor at Dudley. He then found out that the school had a 'Chamber of Secrets.' They said that no one was able to save the student (Ginny Weasley), let alone find the chamber. But with the help of the ghost, Moaning Myrtle, he could easily get access to it by just saying 'open' in parstletounge. Once he was there, he was Tom Riddle. He had to fight his way from a basilisk, and nearly risk losing his life. If it wasn't for Fawkes, Harry would most probably be dead right now. When Harry saved Ginny, and destroyed Tom Riddle, he went to Dumbledore. Yet again, he seemed as though this was what he expected of him.

In third year, Harry saved his godfather, Sirius Black. Sirius Black was convicted, without a trial, to be thrown in Azkaban, for 13 counts of murder. Of course, Dumbledore knew that Sirius didn't commit any murder, but he still let him rot. Sirius somehow outsmarted the dementors and escaped. Harry, whom was starting to suspect things, started to learn how to fight a boggart. Harry and his new crush, Hermione, set off and saved Buckbeak, the hippogriff. Then, they went and saved Sirius, in the process finding a 'friend' that everyone thought to be dead. Sirius was finally free, yet Dumbledore seemed to have a look, one that said 'I expected this from you.'

In fourth year, he was entered in the Tri Wizard Tournament. Never had there been a child at the age of fourteen been chosen. Everyone was shocked, to say the least. But Hermione was by his side, teaching him spells that'd be useful, etc. In the first task, he had to get a golden egg from a protective mother dragon. Harry used the accio and used his broom to get the egg. If it wasn't for Hermione, he might possibly have been dead. In the second task, he had to save the one that was closest to him. He had a tough time choosing between them, since they were of equal importance, but then Victor Krum took Hermione. He ended up taking two people, Ron and Fleur Declaour's little sister, Gabrielle. He almost didn't make it to the third task, but since he saved two people, he ended up in second place. In the third task, he had to go through a maze to get to the trophy. Harry met Cedric at the end, and they both touched the cup at the same time. They were both unaware that the cup was a portkey to a graveyard. Cedric was killed on the spot. The rat trader, Peter, had resurrected his master, Lord Voldermort, using the boy's blood. There, Harry fought for his life, and Cedric's. In the end, his mother and father ended up saving him. He port keyed back to Hogwarts where no one was paying attention to the dead body that lay underneath him. Their teacher, Alastair Mad Eye Moody, had turned out to be Barty Crouch Jr. Harry won everything, but gave the winnings to the Weasley twins. Hermione was ecstatic that he even made it out alive. Harry had an uneasy sleep that night, so he went down to the Common room. There, he saw Hermione, looking at photo albums. He could still remember what happened that night. It changed them forever.

Harry walked down the boys' dormitory steps. He just had another nightmare about the death of Cedric. Once reaching the end of the steps, he noticed Hermione was sitting on the couch, looking at photos. He walked behind her, and what he saw made him very happy. It was Harry and Hermione, at the Yule Ball, standing next to each other, smiling with their arms wrapped around each other's waists. Harry remembered when he took that picture, he was genuinely happy that day. He and Hermione had finally confessed their feelings for each other. Hermione promised that as soon as she had the chance, she'd break up with Krum.

"Hey," he said softly. She jumped a little, turned around, and smiled.

"Hey Harry," she said. She patted the spot next to her and motioned for him to sit. He sat happily, nightmare forgotten. She showed him the photos through out their years, and how she wanted to savor all of their moments in Hogwarts together. Harry then proceeded to tell her about what happened at the grave yard, and about his parents. She hugged him as an act of comfort. He then did something he wanted to do since third year, he kissed her. In their 'act's of comfort', they ended up in Harry's dorm room, naked the next morning.

They were shocked to say the least, but they knew that they loved each other and that nothing could come in their way.

In the summer before his fifth year, he encountered a dementor by Private Drive, and almost got expelled, and was re-accepted to Hogwarts again. One day, received a letter from Hermione saying she was pregnant. He freaked out, but then knew that they could get through anything, so he accepted it. He went to Grimmauld place, and saw a tearful, but smiling, Hermione. He could remember the say like it was yesterday.

Harry was sitting in his small room, just waiting for the summer to pass by. He saw that there was an owl at his window, so he took the owl in, and opened the letter. It was from Hermione.

Harry,

Harry, this may come as a shock to you, I know it certainly came one to me, but I'm pregnant! Harry! We're having a baby! What are we going to do? My parents don't know yet, but, I don't know what to do. Please come here and help me.

-Hermione

There, he saw Sirius, too. He was overjoyed. For the rest of the summer Harry, Hermione, and the Weasley's stayed at Grimmauld Place. During Harry's fifth year, he started having Occlumency lessons with Professor Snape. During that time, he started having visions of Voldermort. Dumbledore didn't seem surprised to say the least. It was almost as if he expected it. On March 14, Hermione gave birth to twins; they named the boy, James Daniel, and the girl, Lily Jade. They were so happy. The dreams didn't stop, though.

Harry and Hermione had started to practice how to become an animangus. It took them a while, but they eventually got it. What surprised them even more was that they had more then one form. Harry could become a black mamba, a large black panther, and a beautiful black phoenix with a two red feathers on each wing. You could still see his sparkling green eyes, and the infamous scar, though, they were small, they were still there. Hermione had become a fox, a cheetah, and a cardinal.

Harry and company went to the MoM, to find a prophesy. There, Harry met death eaters, and one other than Lord Voldermort. They fought, Harry held the prophesy, and gave it to Neville. Bad move. The prophesy ended up breaking, and Voldermort was in a rage. He attempted to kill Harry many times, but didn't succeed. In the end, Sirius ended up dying; Harry went crazy and nearly destroyed the Department of Mysteries. Luckily, Hermione calmed him down.

When they went back to Hogwarts, they were surprised to see Dumbledore, patiently waiting for them. It was as if he expected Harry to do those things. Harry's suspicions were now confirmed when Dumbledore told him the prophesy. He knew that he had to either kill Voldermort, or die in his hands.

In Harry's sixth year, Ron announced that he was dating Luna Lovegood. Naturally, Harry and Hermione were happy for their mate. Harry and Hermione wed in mid December, and for once, Harry completely forgot about the world. In March, came the twins birthdays', the day they turned one. Through out the year, Harry had grown quite agitated with the Headmaster. Dumbledore even went as far as stunning him, but no use. Harry thought that enough was enough, one day he put slow poison in Dumbledore's lemon tarts. Harry was so mad, he barely registered that he was about to commit a serious crime; murder. Dumbledore didn't even realize it until one day; he ended up in the hospital, wheezing for air. For such a strong wizard, he certainly was weak. Harry was nearly bouncing for joy, yet feeling depressed for poisoning the old man. He knew that there was no turning back, that now he had poisoned the old man, they'd be searching everything soon. He was right, within a week they saw that his lemon drops had been poisoned. They knew that it was a slow poison that only parstle mouths could brew, ironically. Dumbledore told the ministry that Harry was a parstle mouth, so they questioned him. Harry instantly denied anything and everything, saying that he hasn't talked to him since the end of fifth year. They knew he was lying, but seeing as he was the boy-who-lived, they kept it on the down low. They said that if he died, he'd be in Azkaban for a year. Harry couldn't stand it. He only did it because he was furious with the old man, and he was having a rough day. Hermione was there to comfort him, she knew all along about Dumbledore's 'tests', and how they affected him. She knew that he poisoned him. She knew that if he confessed that he'd be thrown in Azkaban. She just knew.

During the summer before their seventh year, Hermione and the kids went to the Dursley's. They were shocked to say the least. Seeing your nephew with a wife and two kids, it scared him shitless. Though, he knew that they couldn't do magic until they turned 17, and since Harry wasn't turning 17 until July, and Hermione until Sept., that they were in for a rough summer. During the middle, they went to the Weasley's and word that Dumbledore's condition was slowly getting worse. News was out; it was in every newspaper that the one wizard that 'you-know-who' feared was slowly fading away.

During their seventh and final year, nothing unusual had happened. Dumbledore had finally died. The Ministry said that he'd be spending a year in Azkaban. Harry had gone very angry and ended up blowing up the office. The poor minister was scared shit less, so he said that he didn't have to go to Azkaban. Harry had been confused, angry, and happy at the time.

He had gone into the forbidden forest, and built a small hut. He thought that on some days, when he just wanted to get away from it all, that he'd just go to the hut. No one but the Potter's knew where it was.

Hagrid had said that he was planning on retiring soon. Ron had been maturing; he said that at the end of the year, he was going to ask Luna to marry him. During March, the twins turned two; the Gryffindor's held a huge party for them.

One night, Hermione had an idea. She thought that they should have training... from Voldermort. Harry was totally against it, until Hermione convinced him otherwise.

"Harry… I think that we should ask Voldermort for training," Hermione said. She looked at him to see what his reaction was, he was turning red.

"What!? Hermione! What are you thinking! He wants us d-e-a-d!" Harry said shouting. Hermione knew that was coming, so she tried again.

"Yes, but, we could change a few things. You know, make it so it's in our favor." She glanced at him again. He seemed to be deciding it.

"Why? Why Voldermort?" He asked.

"Because, he's very powerful, if we say that we want to go dark, he'll train us."

"Yeah… but… I don't know Hermione," He said skeptically.

"Look, we could be very powerful. Plus, remember how you were saying you wanted to change a few things? Perhaps go to the past? Well, Harry, this is our chance! If we're powerful enough, we could change so many things! Save peoples lives!" Hermione said.

"But… but what if… we turn dark?" Harry asked in a whisper. Hermione apparently hadn't been thinking that. She thought that all she had to do was learn from him, kill him, and travel a little bit to change some things. She never thought about the possibility that they could stay dark once they start.

"I… I don't know Harry. There is always a chance. Why, do you think that you'll give into the Dark Arts?" Hermione asked. He shrugged. After a long silence, he finally agreed. So they began talking about how to fool him. They decided that they were going to change the prophesy a little, and make sure that they didn't give into the Dark Arts.

During their 7th year, Harry and Hermione had been privately training with the dark lord. It took a lot of convincing, but in the end, he decided that if he was going to be immortal, he could have the powerful, now evil, Harry beside him. Voldermort knew about Hermione and the twins; he said that Hermione could also train him, since she was the brains of the dark. But, the children wouldn't be able to learn.

During the years that he trained the Potter's, they were quickly getting stronger and stronger. The Dark Lord had been very impressed. Voldermort, who had actually been civil towards them, had appointed them as the strongest students he has ever had. Harry and Hermione were still struggling, attempting not to be absorbed in the dark arts, yet pretend to love it. They didn't kill anyone during that time, just tortured. The twins birthdays have passed by and they were spoiled rotten.

During a death eater meeting, he knew that this was the time that he had to kill Voldermort. He knew it was going to be hard. Hermione was going to take on the death eaters, while Harry took on Voldermort himself. The twins, for their safety, had been portkeyed to Remus Lupin's home in London.

"Harry." It wasn't a question. He knew that today was the day. He knew that he had to get rid of him for good. He knew he had to kill the Dark Lord, he had killed far too many, and Harry and Hermione were beginning to turn dark. They found that torturing people seemed like fun, they even did it a few times. Poor muggles, but they never killed. Not once.

At the death eater meeting, Voldermort sat there, waiting for everyone to show up. He knew why the Potter's hadn't taken the Dark Mark; they wanted the boy-who-lived to be idol of the wizarding world. He knew that they couldn't take it if the two strongest wizards, since Dumbledore had died, could both be dark. He was actually impressed with them, he knew they were strong, but he had no idea that they were that strong. Not even he was stronger then Harry. Hermione he could barely beat, but he could beat her none the less. He knew that since he had them, he'd be the most powerful wizard in the world, all he needed to do was make the Potter's his apprentices. They were certainly stronger then any other wizard out there and he wanted power, lots and lots of it.

"Finally," Voldermort muttered. Harry and Hermione had finally arrived, the meeting could now begin. "Today, I've an announcement to make. It concerns the two Potter's." He looked around, some were whispering. Some stood there, not affected. And Harry and Hermione stood there with a blank face. "Silence!" he shouted. They instantly quieted.

"Now, Potter, Potter, come forth." They did so. They bowed, and looked at him.

"I'd like you two to become my apprentices. You two have shown me a great deal of power and strength. The Dark Lord is very pleased with you," he said. "You may go."

"Not yet, my lord," Harry said smirking.

"Do you have something to tell me?" The dark Lord asked looking at them critically.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do." He turned his head to Hermione and gave a slight nod. She knew what that meant. Before Voldermort could even wonder what was happening. The unthinkable happened. He was being attacked, by his own apprentices.

"Stupefy maximus!!" Hermione shouted at the death eaters. Harry was about to take care of 'The Dark Lord.'

Harry held out his hand and shot out fire and thunder ropes to bind Voldermort. He didn't even have a chance to see what was going on before he saw fire. Voldermort was outraged, how could they betray him like that?! He was the Dark Lord!

"HOW DARE YOU BETRAY ME!" he shouted. Harry smirked. He knew that he could easily beat the dark lord; after all, he had first hand experience. He turned around and saw that Hermione was bleeding from her arm, but other wise she was alright. "YOU! POTTER! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS! YOU BETRAYED THE DARK LORD! YOU SHALL PAY!" he kept on shouting. Harry looked at Hermione once more, and cast his first kill.

"Avada Kedavra." He said it with such force, that Voldermort flew back and crashed into the wall across the room. This was it… he knew that he was gone. This time, for good.

Hermione limped over to him, and wrapped her arms around him. She knew it was too easy, she knew that more death eaters would be coming for the Dark Lord later. He knew he had to do something to Voldermort, he couldn't just very well leave him there, in fire and thunder ropes, lying there, dead.

"Burn him, and then burn the ashes. Just to make sure that he'll never come back." Hermione said. He nodded.

Now at nineteen, Harry and Hermione had finally gotten away from the death eaters. The world still thought that Voldermort was alive, just hiding. Harry didn't feel like telling everyone that he killed him.

"Harry," Hermione asked. He looked at her; they were still in the bathroom.

"Yes?" Harry asked.

"What do you think would've happened if we went dark?" She asked putting papers away.

"I don't know, Mione. I think, perhaps we would've been the next dark lord and lady," he said sitting on their bed.

Hermione sighed and looked at the clock. It read 12:00 am.

"So, when are we leaving? Did you make sure that James and Lily know everything?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, they know everything. Calm down Hermione, they're going to mostly be in our tower anyways."

"Yes, I suppose so. It's just… I don't know… what are we Harry?" Hermione asked sitting on his lap and laying her head on his shoulder.

"What do you mean?" He asked rubbing her thighs.

"Us, are we dark? Are we light? Harry, I don't know what we are anymore." She picked up her head and looked at him.

"Well… I don't know, actually. Right now, we're grey," he said lying down. "Enough of this, we'll do everything tomorrow, okay? Right now, let's go to sleep. We've got a long say ahead of us," he said getting under the covers.

She followed him and snuggled close to him. "Yes, I supposed you're right. We're going back to your parents' time," Hermione said sleepily.

"Good night sweetie," Harry said turning off the light with a wave of his hand.

"Night love," Hermione said snuggling some more.

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"Mommy, Daddy," Lily squealed running into her parents' room.

Harry and Hermione were so tangled you couldn't tell whose foot, or hand, was whose.

"Mommy!" James shouted. "Daddy!"

Harry groaned and shifted a little. He checked the clock and saw that it was only 7 in the morning. James and Lily climbed up the bed and started jumping, singing 'mommy' and 'daddy'.

"Daddy's up," Harry said untangling himself from Hermione. Hermione groaned and got up.

"So is mommy," she said. The twins squealed and sat on their parents' laps.

"Yay! Mommy up. Daddy up. We go to the past now?" Lily asked, big green eyes looking at him excitedly. She was so excited about going to the past. She remembered everything that she had to; she was certainly like her mother.

"Yeah, when we leave?" James asked, big green eyes staring at his mother. He, too, had been very excited.

"Today, after dinner," Hermione said to everyone.

"The potion will be done by dinner?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded and got up off the bed.

"Alright kids, time to take a bath and eat breakfast." The twins ran away and started chanting 'no baths.' Hermione shook her head and muttered, "Just like their father."

"Hey! I heard that," Harry said getting up. Hermione just smiled sweetly and kissed him. He instantly deepened the kiss.

"Morning Harry," Hermione said breathlessly. Harry made a face, "oh sorry, morning breath." She said lowering her head.

"No problem, love. I'll kiss you anytime," he said winking. She looked up at him and slapped him.

"Perv," She said.

"Hey, we had kids at fifteen, and got married at sixteen. I'm a nineteen year old man that has any and every right to kiss his eighteen year old wife," he said kissing her again.

"Yes, but what if the kids come in?"

"Too bad," he said kissing her again. While they were in the middle of their snog fest, they didn't realize that their children were watching their every move.

"Mommy," James and Lily asked. Harry and Hermione jumped and pulled apart.

"Y-yes?" Hermione asked a little dazed.

"What were you and daddy doing?" Lily asked.

"Kissing," Harry said.

"Oh," James and Lily said, not understanding completely what kissing was.

"Ok, bath time," Harry said cheerfully.

"No, no bath time!" The twins chirped.

"Yes, yes bath time." He walked over to them and picked them up easily. Their squeals of laughter were heard through out the hall until they were in their own personal bathrooms. He walked back into their room and took out a pair of faded ripped jeans, and a red shirt, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Hermione went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

"Mommy," Lily shouted from the bathroom. "I done," she shouted.

"Coming," Hermione shouted back. She put the food out on the table and went to Lily. She was wrapped in nothing but her pink fuzzy towel.

"Mommy I'm cween," Lily said proudly.

"Yes, I bet you are." Hermione walked over to her child and started to dry her off. Once she was cleaned Lily went and picked out her clothes. She came back with a blue dress. Hermione dressed her child and they left the bathroom. They were about to go downstairs when Hermione stopped and told her she was going to go check on James. Lily nodded and went down stairs.

Hermione walked into her son's room and knocked on his bathroom door.

"James, you okay?" Hermione asked. Someone whispered 'sshh' and James then screamed.

"Yes mommy." James then walked out wearing shorts and a blue shirt. Harry came walking in right behind him.

"Hi mommy," Harry said kissing her cheek.

"Daddy help me cween today," James said. Hermione picked up her son and headed down the stairs.

"Hey Hermione, I didn't know you could cook," Harry said.

"Err… I can't. I just made toast, chopped up some fruit, and heated up some pancakes for the kids," Hermione said. Harry nodded and took some toast and butter, and some pumpkin juice. James and Lily took their pancake and started eating. Hermione took some of her fruit and started eating it. After it was all done they got up and went into the living room.

"Okay, we're going to leave today," Harry said to the kids. The children nodded.

"Now," Hermione started, "we're going to be traveling to the past. Do you remember everything your father and I told you?" Hermione asked seriously. They nodded, "Okay, James, you first. Tell me everything that you know."

"I'm Daniel Porter… Daddy calls me Dan or Danny. I dunno what a amamagai is. I dunno who moldywart is (Harry laughed at his son's name for Voldermort). I dunno that daddy acidenally hurted Dumblewore. I can read teenie weenie books. My hair is the same color as daddy's. I can't talk to no one but mommy, daddy and the house-elf." He stated proudly. Harry beamed at him and motioned for Lily to start.

"My name is Jade Porter. I dunno who Moldywart is, I dunno that daddy acidenally hurted Dunlgewore (Dumbledore...).Mommy said I'm really smwart, and I can read teenie books like James. My hair is brown like mommy's. I can't talk to no one but mommy, daddy and the house-elf." She stated proudly.

"Good," Hermione said proudly.

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"Harry c'mon, let's go," Hermione shouted.

"Hold on. I've got to get some of our things," Harry shouted from their room.

"Huwwy up daddy!" James and Lily shouted. Finally, Harry came down the steps, wearing a cloak that easily covered his face, and all of their things in a pocket.

"Okay," Harry said holding up the vial of liquid.

"Okay, hold on to your Father and I. This might feel weird, so hold on tight," Hermione said. They nodded and Lily latched on to Harry's leg, while James did the same to Hermione. Hermione then held onto Harry.

"Well, bottoms up," Harry said drinking the contents in the vial. They suddenly felt a tugging feeling. They felt everything get hot, then cold, then back to hot again. After a few minutes, they crashed on to the grassy land.

"Ouch, that could've gone better," Harry said rubbing his butt. Hermione groaned and stood up. James and Lily were on top of each other, fighting and telling each other to get off. Hermione quickly went to them and picked up James, un-attaching himself from Lily.

"James! No fighting with your little sister!" Hermione said.

James looked down and started to tear. "I sowwy mommy."

Hermione instantly took it back and held him close. "Oh sweetie, just please don't hit your sister." He nodded and went over to his sister, who was in her father's arms.

"I sowwy Jade," James said remembering her 'name.' Lily smiled and hugged him.

"It okay Dan," she said hugging him.

"Let's go," Harry said checking his watch. Dinner should be just about over. "We should get there soon if we want to talk to old Dumbles."

"Harry, don't call him Dumbles," Hermione hissed.

"Oh, two can play that game Granger—"

"It's Potter—"

"Whatever, two can play the hissing game," Harry said smirking. Then he started speaking parstletounge, "See? I'm winning already," he said giving a scary hiss/laugh.

"Stop that Harry," Hermione said. "Remember where we are," she said gesturing to the castle that lay in front of them. Harry grinned and cast the glamour spell on himself and James. Instantly Harry's eyes went from green to metallic silver, and his hair went from black to short, light brown with red highlights. He thought it'd be funny if he also gave himself an eyebrow stud, with Hermione's approval of course ("It suits you.").He then changed James' eyes to silver, and his hair to light brown.

Hermione rolled her eyes and took her wand, and cast the spell on herself and Lily. Instantly Hermione's hair went to blond. Lily's did too, and Harry changed her eyes from green to silver, just like his.

"Okay," Harry said pulling their hoods up, "ready?"

"Yup," James said.

"Yes daddy," Lily said smiling from underneath her hood.

"Ready as ever," Hermione said taking Harry and Lily's hand. Harry took James' hand and the four went to the entrance of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

A/N: Whoa… long prologue, eh? I think so. Okay, so I tried to give you some insight to their lives.

I know some of you guys are going to be commenting on Hermione's age. Here's a hint of advice. If you know what's good for you, don't tell me Hermione is OLDER then Harry, cause I already know. In this fic, she's younger; I know gasps go all around. But yeah she is.

As to why they had kids at such a young age (this was in my other fic too), they were just comforting each other, then they just ended up with kids. Besides, didn't I say that in this fic there were going to be twists? Well there ya go, twist number one! So they had the twins in their 5th year… I highly doubt they'll be having kids right now, maybe when Harry turns 20 wink

Okay, now, if you guys have any questions. Please don't hesitate to ask. Seriously, I love feedback, it inspires me, and it helps me know if my fan fiction is crap or good.

Okay… Oh and I'm not going to give up on 'Forever', for all of those who read it anyways.

Thank you guys for putting up with me! I love you all!

Chocolate chip cookies and Harry Potter wands (not that wand, pervs) for everyone who review!