Chapter 1- The reason Hermione should not be aloud in the kitchen.
AN: My first story, please by gentle.
I do not own Harry Potter.
Harry Potter groaned when he woke up, aching all over from the awkward position he had slept in. He had fallen asleep on his desk again.
"Dad, you really should try to get to bed, you are going to have a back problem if you don't watch it" Teddy, his 12 year old godson said as he placed a cup of strong coffee in front of Harry. Smiling gratefully harry took a large gulp.
"Thanks, Teddy, I'll be lost without you" Harry said as he ruffled the boys orange hair.
"Be late for everything, by the way, aunt Hermione is cooking again, though why she has to use so much flour, I would never know" Teddy said as he sat down in one of the couches, picking up his charms book.
Harry groaned silently, before drinking the rest of his coffee and headed towards the kitchen.
Hermione was indeed surrounded by white powder, but harry knew that it was not flour.
"Hermione, why are you playing around with time-turner sand at my house?" Harry asked nervously.
"Don't be silly Harry, of course I'm not playing around, I'm experimenting, and I can't work when Rosie and Hugo are around, who knows what trouble they can cause" Hermione said tiredly.
"You are aware that Teddy does live here?".
"Of course, but Teddy knows better than to touch things that I am working with" Hermione said turning back to her work.
"Can't you at least move it to the study?" Harry asked Hermione, as she measured the sand on a silver scale with a tiny spoon.
"No, I need a big working surface, and shouldn't you be at Hogwarts already?"
Harry shot a look at the clock, he was 10 minutes late already.
"Dammit!" Harry cursed as he rushed towards his room to shower, while shouting as he passed teddy.
"Ted, we are leaving in ten minutes!"
Hair still wet, harry rushed into the kitchen where Teddy was waiting for him. "Ok, Hermione, were off ... Where's Hermione, Harry said looking around frowning.
"Donno" Teddy said.
Harry reached for the pot of floo power only to find it empty, one look at the clock, telling him, he is already a half hour late.
"I forgot to refill it" Harry said. He reached for the extra floo powder in the top cabinet. Grabbing it he didn't notice the material snag on loose nail, ripping a large hole in it as Harry pulled it.
"O, come on!" Harry yelled when the powder poured out of the hole onto the floor. Teddy laughed loudly at the older man as he pouted, the 12 year old was still snickering as he walked to his godfather, not noticing his sleeve catching some white powder, as he helped Harry scoop the powder up, the white power mixed with the floo power.
Grabbing a handful, Harry grabbed Teddy's hand and threw the powder into the fire. In his rush he didn't notice the white spurts of flames, shooting through the emerald ones. Stepping into the flames he held Teddys hand firmly, making the boy roll his eyes. He knew his godfather had an extreme distaste for flooing.
"Hogwarts Headmasters office" Harry said clearly and in a burst of flames they were gone.
James potter smiled down at the baby in his arms. No matter how much time he spend looking at the boy, who was sleeping soundly, he just couldn't help being amazed. This was his son, his and Lily's.
"James, we should be going" Lily said softly, not wanting to wake Harry.
"In a minute" he said getting up from the rocking chair and placed Harry in his crib. Tucking Harry in, he placed a soft kiss on his forehead, before joining Lily downstairs.
"You are sure that you're going to be alright?" Lily asked the two men before her as James placed her traveling cloak around her shoulders.
"Oh, come on, Lil's, it's me, you know you can trust me" Sirius said as he smiled broadly.
"Don't worry, love, Mooney will make sure Sirius won't do something stupid" James said and laughed at Sirius who just stuck out his tongue. Remus smiled understandingly and patted Sirius on the shoulder. With last goodbye's Lily and James flooed to Hogwarts.
"I wonder what it could be that made Dumbledore want to see us so urgently?" Lily asked James as they walked towards the office.
"Don't know, maybe something to do with the order?" James said calmly, but he was panicking, the war was turning more violent as every day passes. He hated the feeling of having to worry about his family constantly. As they rounded the corner they saw two people standing in front of the gargoyle.
"Alice, Frank, what are you two doing here?" Lily said as a smile spread across her face. Alice looked at her with a bright smile and rushed to her.
"Lily, how are you? I haven't seen you since you left the hospital. How's little Harry? Is he more like you or James? Have he grown? Is he-"
"Alice! Calm down" Lily said with a laugh. She and Alice had shared the same hospital room when their kids were born.
She loved her brown haired spunky friend, who have a tendency to babble if you let her.
"Harry is great, he's the sweetest kid. I personally think he is more like me, but James tend to think he is a mini marauder" lily told alice with a smile.
"He is, just yesterday he poured his milk all over me!" James said seriously, making the others laugh. Just then the gargoyle moved aside and Dumbledore walked down, looking very worried.
"Ah, good to see you again" Dumbledore said with a smile, but Lily could see that something was troubling him.
"Good to see you, professor Dumbledore" Frank said smiling good naturally as always.
"If you would be so kind as to follow me to my office" Dumbledore said turning back to his office.
James felt as if the world has stopped. Why? Why Harry? But he knew it also could be little Nerville. Why must Harry or Neville bring down that monster? Why couldn't they, their parents, the order? He felt a hand on his and looked into lily's beautiful eyes. How he loved her. How he loved his family. With a heavy heart he turned to Dumbledore.
"What should we do?" He asked bitterly. Frank was holding Alice, who looked as scared as he felt. He knew both their family's just soared to the top of Voldemorts hit list.
Before Dumbledore could answer, the fireplace flared green and a man and child stumbled out.¥
The man sneezed and brushed his ash covered robes, muttering how much he hated flooing. James saw the boy curiously look around and smiling amused at the boys orange hair. His gaze shifted back to the man, who finally looked up. He looked around the room and instantly paled. James would have wondered what was so shocking, if he himself wasn't busy gaping at this man, who could have easily passed for his older brother.