Disclaimer:I do NOT own Harry Potter and co. J.K. Rowling does.

A/N:This is my first time writing a fic.I'm kinda excited about this…hehe...

Summary:One fine day Harry finds a little girl and boy at the Dursleys' doorstep and both of them turns out to be his children!But who's their mother?Read on to find out!Please r/r thank you!

After a hard day's work doing chores,Harry finally settled down in his room.He laid on his bed thinking about a certain somebody when suddenly,Hediwg flew in through the window and dropped parcel with a letter attached to it on Harry's bed.

Harry sat up and put away the parcel and read the letter attached to the parcel.

Dear Harry,

   

     How are you?I hope the muggles are treating you right.I wished you could come over to my place during summer but Professor Dumbledore said you had better stay with the Dursleys.Have to go now Harry.Oh,and by the way,happy birthday Harry.

P.S. Ron and I bought you something,it's in the parcel,hope you like it!

Love,

Hermione

Harry opened the parcel and found a camera and a note inside.He started to read the note:

Hey Harry,

    It's me,Ron!Hermione and I are in Diagon Alley now,and we bought you this camera.This is not just any camera,I'm telling you,it's been charmed.You can take as many pictures as you want,Harry.Just don't forget to take care of it REAL well.I hope you'll come to Diagon Alley A.S.A.P. It's boring with only Hermione around.

P.S. Don't have to worry about developing the pictures Harry,they'll be ready in an instant.

Ron

Harry put down the note and started to look at the camera closely,it doesn't look like it's been charmed though,it looks just like an ordinary muggle camera to him. 'Well,here goes nothing' he thought and clicked the button on the camera with the lens facing him.And in an instant,a picture of himself came out. 'Ron's not lying.'

He looked at the photo and saw himself waving madly at him. "Great." He said. "Only great?What about cool and handsome and everything?!" Harry was surprised and he looked around the room not hoping to find an intruder or something. "Hey!Over here!You big prat!In your hand!!!" the voice came again.Harry looked down at his hand. "Y-you can talk?" said Harry. "Of course I can!" answered the picture smacking his forehead. "Who do you think is talking to you then peebrain?" "Well,I don't know." said Harry while yawning.

And he goes off to dreamland…

*

"GET UP,BOY!!!" screamed Aunt Petunia at the top of her voice. "And fix breakfast for Dudley!!!" With that,Harry woke up as quickly as possible,not wanting more chores to do for the rest of the day.He came out of his room and was heading towards the kitchen when the doorbell rang. "GO GET THE DOOR POTTER!!!" yelled Dudley. "Why don't YOU go get it then?" Harry muttered under his breath.

When he opened the door,he saw two ten year-olds standing at the doorway. The boy had jet-black hair and bright green eyes like his and the girl, she had jet-black hair and bright green eyes as well,but at the same time,she looked awfully familiar…"Hello." Said the children in unison. "Um,Hello, may I know who you're looking for?" Harry replied. "We're looking for Harry, Harry Potter." They said in unison again. "Well, I'm Harry Potter,but who're you? I don't reckon I met you two before." "Well…" the boy started and handed him a letter with a Hogwarts' school crest on it.Harry took the letter and began to read it.

Dear Mr. Potter,

   I am the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore.The two children that you're seeing are your children from the future, James and Jessie Potter.You must be wondering why are they in your time.I will explain it to you.

  Both Mr. And Ms. Potter are powerful wizards and witches.But unfortunately,your family and friends have been killed trying to protect them from  Voldemort who wants their powers.In order to prevent Voldemort from getting to them,I have sent them back in time to have you to take care of them.

And because this is dangerous,I have written a letter to the ministry of magic to allow you to use magic in the muggle world  in case Voldemort decides to come after your family. You are to take care of them until it is safe for them to return to their time.

Headmaster of Hogwarts,

Albus Dumbledore

He looked down at his children and they said "Hello Dad,nice to meet you." "Uh…well,nice to meet you too.How did you two know I live here?" Harry asked. "Um…Professor Dumbledore told us that you lived here.And we're starting our first year at Hogwarts this year." "Come on in then." Harry said,forgetting that this is the Dursley's home. Aunt Petunia came out of the kitchen and saw James and Jessie. "Who are those two kids?" she asked.Harry told her everything and she stumbled back in fear,knowing that Harry can now use magic outside the magical world.

That morning,no one yelled at Harry,even Uncle Vernon didn't dare to talk to him worried that Harry might go haywire and doing magic on his family.As usual,Harry did all the chores before going to bed.When he saw James and Jessie sitting on his bed,he freaked out but soon remembered what happened in the morning.He suddenly remembered he had a few questions to ask them.So he sat down on the bed with them. "Dad?We can't exactly squeeze into this room,can we?" Jessie started. "Whatever,Jess,we CAN squeeze in here,you idiot…"

"What did you say?! You moron!"

"Peebrain"

"Prat"

"Git"

"Meanie"

"Baby"

"Bookworm"

When Harry heard the word 'Bookworm' he stopped James from arguing with his sister. "Hey,you two stop arguing." "Sorry,Dad" they said together. "OK,I have a question to ask you two." He paused and Jess said "Go on Dad." "Who is your mother?" "Our mother?Uh…we can't tell you,Dad.You're supposed to find out this year.And Professor Dumbledore said he may have to perform a memory charm on you after we leave." "Ok,I'll see what happens this year."

"Alright let's enlarge this room." Harry said and he took his phoenix feather wand out and……

A/N: A cliffy!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHA aren't I evil? Anyway,I have the next chap. coming up soon.In fact I think it'll be tomorrow!!

Squall Leonhart