Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this fic, I'm merely using
them because I can't be bothered to study so I'm going to write instead.
A/N: Ok, yes I know you might hate me but this is a slash fic, (and it's my first one so bear with me) but it's not just the two characters having kinky thoughts about each other, oh no couldn't abide that. No, it has a story line I just decided to put slash in it to make it that bit more interesting. I'm going on a bit now; I'll shut up. Enjoy (
Remus gawked at his friend, then realised what he was doing stopped. To most people the idea of this sort of thing might come over as completely insane. It was, just most of the shock was died down when it came from some one known as Sirius Black.
Idea's like the one Sirius had just suggested don't come to sane people, they only go to Sirius, Remus could never have thought something as ludicrous as time travelling.
"Twenty-five-years into the future?" James repeated slowly making sure he pronounced every syliable correctly. Sirius nodded his head violently. James frowned in agreement to Remus that their theory was correct. Sirius was indeed completely and utterly crazy.
"C'mon guys, it'll be fun." Sirius agrueed, but when no one took up on the offer, his slumped in defeat. "I thought we were always up for an adventure."
"We are, just…" Remus tried to find a suitable excuse. "Look." He finally decided on. "if we were to go forward in time, we could seriously screw something up. We don't know what happens to us in the future." He frowned slightly in thought. "Though Trelawny keeps saying James is going to get run over by a herd of stampeeding donkies," He shook his head, "but somehow I don't think that's going to happen. But we could be envoled in something big!"
Sirius scoffed. "Now come off it Moony, it's us, we're nothing, what could we possiblely have to do with some massive historical, slash future event, huh?"
So it was decided, against Remus' judgement they were going to travel twenty-fives years into the future. Sirius had called him a few names jokingly that he should lighten up. But Remus wasn't uptight; he just knew that some things you needed to take precautions for.
Sirius told them how to do the spell that would allow them to travel into the future. It was really quite complicated with lots of wand waving in the correct direction and way also candles to be lit and not to mention the Latin. Remus just hated to say stuff he didn't understand.
For all he knew this could have been some joke to get Remus to say he was Severus Snapes' personal arse-licker. Sirius would know what they were saying; he was a whiz at languages. His mother (who had died in childbirth with Sirius) was a witch but his father a muggle, so Sirius had grown up a muggle but knowing what he really was. So he had gone to some posh English school (where they were taught Latin) and had almost got thrown out because of all of his fooling around.
But soon the Latin stopped and there was a blur of light, and a flash of white that almost blinded Remus. Then it was gone, and they were in exactly the same room, except this time there was a boy sitting in front of the fire.
Another problem flew into Remus' head. "Can any one see us?"
This time it was James who answered. "No," he said. "I've read up on this, travelling into the future is different then travelling back in time. No one can see us unless they know what to look for."
Remus nodded silently, and looked over to see Peter, also in awe at this boy. 'Why?' Remus asked himself. Then it hit him, this was proof that it worked, and this was proof that at least something had happened. That boy, wasn't in Gryffindor in their time, and he looked (from a distance at least) to be their age.
It was Peter who spoke first. "Shouldn't we be going to bed?"
James nodded. "Yeah you're right, there's a classroom, that is abandoned, well at least in our time it is."
Of all of them nodded and crept past the boy (more than out of habit than anything else.) But Remus noticed that he was doing a Defence Against the Dark Arts essay and just wanted to know what topic he was doing. What Remus saw shocked him.
It wasn't that it was about the Avada Kedavara curse, it wasn't the date in the left-hand corner that told them indefinitely that they were indeed forward in time twenty-five. It was the name.
Harry Potter.
A/N: Ok, yes I know you might hate me but this is a slash fic, (and it's my first one so bear with me) but it's not just the two characters having kinky thoughts about each other, oh no couldn't abide that. No, it has a story line I just decided to put slash in it to make it that bit more interesting. I'm going on a bit now; I'll shut up. Enjoy (
Remus gawked at his friend, then realised what he was doing stopped. To most people the idea of this sort of thing might come over as completely insane. It was, just most of the shock was died down when it came from some one known as Sirius Black.
Idea's like the one Sirius had just suggested don't come to sane people, they only go to Sirius, Remus could never have thought something as ludicrous as time travelling.
"Twenty-five-years into the future?" James repeated slowly making sure he pronounced every syliable correctly. Sirius nodded his head violently. James frowned in agreement to Remus that their theory was correct. Sirius was indeed completely and utterly crazy.
"C'mon guys, it'll be fun." Sirius agrueed, but when no one took up on the offer, his slumped in defeat. "I thought we were always up for an adventure."
"We are, just…" Remus tried to find a suitable excuse. "Look." He finally decided on. "if we were to go forward in time, we could seriously screw something up. We don't know what happens to us in the future." He frowned slightly in thought. "Though Trelawny keeps saying James is going to get run over by a herd of stampeeding donkies," He shook his head, "but somehow I don't think that's going to happen. But we could be envoled in something big!"
Sirius scoffed. "Now come off it Moony, it's us, we're nothing, what could we possiblely have to do with some massive historical, slash future event, huh?"
So it was decided, against Remus' judgement they were going to travel twenty-fives years into the future. Sirius had called him a few names jokingly that he should lighten up. But Remus wasn't uptight; he just knew that some things you needed to take precautions for.
Sirius told them how to do the spell that would allow them to travel into the future. It was really quite complicated with lots of wand waving in the correct direction and way also candles to be lit and not to mention the Latin. Remus just hated to say stuff he didn't understand.
For all he knew this could have been some joke to get Remus to say he was Severus Snapes' personal arse-licker. Sirius would know what they were saying; he was a whiz at languages. His mother (who had died in childbirth with Sirius) was a witch but his father a muggle, so Sirius had grown up a muggle but knowing what he really was. So he had gone to some posh English school (where they were taught Latin) and had almost got thrown out because of all of his fooling around.
But soon the Latin stopped and there was a blur of light, and a flash of white that almost blinded Remus. Then it was gone, and they were in exactly the same room, except this time there was a boy sitting in front of the fire.
Another problem flew into Remus' head. "Can any one see us?"
This time it was James who answered. "No," he said. "I've read up on this, travelling into the future is different then travelling back in time. No one can see us unless they know what to look for."
Remus nodded silently, and looked over to see Peter, also in awe at this boy. 'Why?' Remus asked himself. Then it hit him, this was proof that it worked, and this was proof that at least something had happened. That boy, wasn't in Gryffindor in their time, and he looked (from a distance at least) to be their age.
It was Peter who spoke first. "Shouldn't we be going to bed?"
James nodded. "Yeah you're right, there's a classroom, that is abandoned, well at least in our time it is."
Of all of them nodded and crept past the boy (more than out of habit than anything else.) But Remus noticed that he was doing a Defence Against the Dark Arts essay and just wanted to know what topic he was doing. What Remus saw shocked him.
It wasn't that it was about the Avada Kedavara curse, it wasn't the date in the left-hand corner that told them indefinitely that they were indeed forward in time twenty-five. It was the name.
Harry Potter.