A Vision of My Future, that I See with Rest of Hogwarts

by TheAmazingELF

What if Hogwarts had a tradition that every 100 years that the whole school would time-travel into the future that everyone forgot about since their memories are wiped soon after the event? What if it occurred during the Marauder's 7th year? What if they stumble upon a 3rd year Harry Potter?

1. Chapter 1 The Inaugural Beginning

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'Students! Students! Listen up here! Do not make me need to shout!' Professor McGonagall, a slim lady with greying brown hair and a flowing emerald cloak, spoke as she tried to get the attention of the four, long tables of boisterous students she stood in front of.

Giving up all diplomacy, she waved her hands in a clearly annoyed manner, making Sirius Black, the centre of all the chatter, float up from his seat. Other than some slight snickering, the hall grew silent. Silently thanking her colleague, Professor Flitwick, for teaching her the trick, she spoke from the podium again, but this time with they eyes of over 2000 students upon her.

'Students, today is a day of utmost importance. Today, we will be participating in a Hogwarts tradition that only occurs every 100 years. If you may, I would like the Heads to come up to the podium to beginning the event.'

A girl with vibrant red hair and mesmerising emerald eyes, almost matching McGonagall's cloak, shot up from the table, shortly followed by a tall and athletic-looking boy with untidy, jet black hair and glasses. They both walked up to the front with unsteady confusion, obviously not sure about what was going on.

'Firstly James will cast the first spell for the safety of not being seen,' McGonagall's voice boomed again. Whispering to the poor, befuddled boy some confusing, but strict instructions she continued, 'Lily will then cast the spell for us to be able to move freely without changing lives.'

With the last sentence, the hall erupted into conversation yet again.

Shaking her head, McGonagall pushed the tall boy, James, towards the podium to cast the incantations. So he did, and maybe it was spell of quiet as every conversation suddenly ceased. Then, the Gryffindor table started to glow a bright red.

'Gryffindors are asked to stand up and head to the Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw (Go Ravenclaw!) table,' McGonagall boomed and even the troublemaker, Sirius Black, seemed to move so quickly to the Ravenclaw table that some would call it light speed.

'Finally,' McGonagall said as she pulled out a necklace from around her neck. Muttering incantations, the world seem to speed up around the hall and light flooded into the previously dark room.

What was most amazing was that sitting at the Gryffindor table there seemed to be a several Hogwarts students, none that anyone one recognised. One of them seemed to oddly resemble James Potter, tall and attractive, however his eyes shone an emerald green and had dark rings around them.

'Expelliarmus!'