Okay, I have a confession, this story has been stolen... from myself. I have an uncomplete, three-chaptered version of this story posted on another account. Due to life and such, I didn't have the time to continue it, and now that I have I seem to have forgotten my email, therefore I could not continue it there, so I've had to create another account and begin posting again. I'm only saying this just in case you read the original one (I will be very surprised if you did) and accuse me of stealing from myself. Since the original three chapters were written some six months ago, I have gone through and tweaked some things, but nothing major. Anyway, feel free to let me know whether you liked it or hated it.

Chapter One: Broken Time-Turners

I need a place to hide something. I need a place to hide something. I need a place to hide something. The third time James walked past the wall on the seventh floor corridor opposite the statue of Barnabas the Barmy attempting to teach troll ballet, a door materialised. He thrust it open, ushering Fred inside, whose arms were laden with boxes emblazoned with WWW.

'I can't believe Parkinson grassed on us,' James huffed, as the door swung shut behind them.

Noah Parkinson was a sixth year Slytherin who, all because of one tiny prank where James and Fred had turned his robes bright fuchsia had it out for the entire Potter and Weasley clan. Honestly, it was only fuchsia. It could have been worse, they could have made their entire robes vanish, which he and Fred had actually been planning until their cousin Louis, who happened to overhear their plans, had suggested that unless they were masochistic enough to want to gouge their own eyes out, they should not under any circumstances go ahead with that plan. Still, James and Fred were in vehement agreement that fuchsia was a lovely colour on the Slytherins. It had really brought out their eyes. It wasn't just their robes either; they had done it to all of the houses but one (rule 1. never prank your own house). While the Slytherins were looking fabulous in fuchsia the Hufflepuffs looked like someone had cast a Bat-Bogey Hex on each of them as their usual black and yellow coloured robes had been turned an extremely disgusting shade of green, and the Ravenclaws sported robes of neon orange. It had really brightened up the castle.

However, not pranking their own house had truly been a rookie mistake. Everyone knew then that the culprit(s) were in Gryffindor, and it wasn't even two minutes before all fingers pointed to James and Fred. They had done it, but that wasn't the point, and ever since then Parkinson, and pretty much every single Slytherin, seemed to have a dislike for the Potters and Weasleys.

'He's a git,' Fred remarked, sounding annoyed. James couldn't blame him there; it was his dad's things that were going to be destroyed if they got caught with them again.

'He's a humongous git,' James agreed, picking up random items and inspecting them as Fred arranged the boxes in his arms into a neat pile on the ground. 'It was just a harmless prank. It wasn't like they didn't have the antidote either. Did you see his face, though?'

Fred snorted. 'It was priceless. Definitely worth the months detention we got for it.'

James had to agree with that. It wasn't that they enjoyed detention, or the angry letters from home they received from their mothers (in all honestly, the letters scared James more than whatever detentions the teachers decided to hand them, and that included cleaning bed pans, which, James had to admit, was one of the most disgusting things he had ever had to do in his life), but when Noah Parkinson spewed everywhere, then fainted right into the puddle of his own vomit, it really was priceless to watch. At one point, James was laughing so much he thought he was going to break a rib. As soon as Parkinson had been taken to the Hospital Wing, he had been given the antidote, which the Hospital Wing had a supply of for situations like that. As soon as Parkinson woke up and stopped vomiting, he had immediately grassed on them, even though he had no solid proof that it had been either James or Fred who had slipped a Puking Pastille and Fainting Fancy into his food. It could have been anyone with a supply, which pretty much every single student at Hogwarts had, despite them being banned from the school.

'Lucky for us this room still works after the fire Dad told us about,' James commented as he held up a gold necklace he had just found lying on top of one of the dusty boxes. He held it up to get a better look at it. Maybe he could give it to Lily for Christmas...

'It must be the magic of the -' A loud gasp from James cut Fred off mid-sentence. He turned around to face his cousin. 'What's the matter? What's that?'

A grin slowly spread across James's face, his eyes shining with excitement. 'It's a Time-Turner.'

Ten minutes later found James and Fred in the middle of the common room, both doubled over, their hands on their kness, as they fought to catch their breath. Once they'd found the Time-Turner, they had raced as fast as they could to the common room, excitement bubbling inside them, only to be found by Filch, who had been the caretaker, albeit a rather bad one, when their parents had been in school. Honestly, James thought he should have been dead by now, he was that old. Because of their unfortunate run in with the grisly caretaker, both he and Fred had been forced to take a detour down to the next floor.

Having had various members of the Potters and Weasleys in Hogwarts for several years now, the residents of Gryffindor tower soon got accustomed to these sorts of events occurring regularly, therefore they weren't bothered by the disruption.

'Potters and Weasleys,' James yelled as soon as he could, his chest still heaving from the exertion. He was terribly out of shape. 'Everyone here? Good. Right, family meeting now.'

The other six members of the Potter and Weasley clan exchanged puzzled glances with each other, all of them wondering what it could possibly be about, and then deciding that they were probably better off not knowing when James and Fred were concerned. Nevertheless, the six of them followed the pair up to the fifth year boys dormitory.

When the door was shut and privacy spells erected (whenever they held meetings like this, Callum Hiddlestone, a Muggle-born in Albus and Rose's year, had the habit of eavesdropping on them, despite being hexed on several different occasions by various members of the large clan, though mostly James and Fred, and occasionally Rose), Rose turned to the two boys. 'What is this about, then?'

Pausing for dramatic effect, much to their family's irritation, James and Fred took a step into the middle, both sporting wide smirks.

'We've found something,' Fred announced, gesturing to himself and Fred.

Lily arched a ginger eyebrow. 'And?'

'It's not something stupid, is it?' Hugo questioned with a sigh. James was slightly offended at this; none of the things he and Fred had ever found had ever been stupid, unless they counted the stick James found in the Burrow when he was six, thinking it was the Elder Wand from their parents stories. In James' defence, he had been six-years-old. How was he to know that it was just an ordinary stick? 'I mean, I found a rock today out by the lake but I didn't feel the need to hold a family meeting about it.'

Albus coughed to hide his laughter as James and Fred glared at the two of them. None of them had any faith in him or Fred.

Rolling his eyes, James shoved his hand in his pocket, emptying its contents all over Fred's bed, until he found what he was looking for. He held up the gold Time-Turner for them all to see. The sunlight beaming in through the open curtains reflected off the gold item, causing those facing it to shield their eyes slightly.

'That's a Time-Turner,' Rose stated unnecessarily, her eyes widening. She rounded on the two boys, a stern look on her face that made her look scarily like her mother. 'Where did you get it from? You better not have done something that'll get you expelled; you already have a months worth of detentions for that stunt you pulled on Noah Parkinson! The parents are already going to go mental over that.'

Fred gasped loudly, plastering a look of mock-terror on his face. 'Oh no, not the parents! Someone save us!' He rolled his eyes. 'Rosie, we found it fair and square. Finders keepers and all that, right?'

'Where did you get it from?' Albus asked, eyes narrowed suspiciously. James shook his head; there was no faith whatsoever in him. It wasn't as though they stole it from someone's bedside cabinet. It was in the Room of Requirement, probably been there for a while, so it wasn't stealing... Well it was, but James highly doubted anyone was going to miss it otherwise they never would have left it there for anyone to take in the first place.

'Well...' James began rocking backward and forward on the heels of his feet, attempting his best innocent expression. 'We may have found it intheroomofrequirement -'

'In English, please,' Lucy demanded impatiently.

'Room of Requirement,' Fred drawled out slowly as though he were talking to a five-year-old. With his eyes shining with excitement, he added, 'So, where shall we go? We have four years to choose from, so choose wisely.'

'What were you doing in the Room of Requirement?' Albus inquired.

'Just full of questions today, aren't you?' Fred muttered, more to himself than anyone in particular. 'We were hiding the items from Dad's shop, if you must know.'

'Now, where to, guys?' James asked, grinning.

'We can't use this!' Rose burst out, lunging forward to grab the Time-Turner from James but he was quicker and much taller than she was. He raised his arm higher out of her each. 'James!'

'Like Fred said it's ours; finders keepers.'

'That doesn't mean you can keep it!' Rose argued, her voice rising. 'Time-Turner's aren't even legal to use unless given permission from the Ministry of Magic, and I seriously doubt they've given you two morons permission to go jumping through time!'

'Ouch,' said Fred, rubbing his chest. 'That hurt, Rosie.'

'You can't use it!' Rose said indignantly. 'It's against the law. You should hand it in.'

'Why?' James demanded angrily. 'Think of what we could do with it?'

'Exactly! Wizards who mess with time risk so much. Imagine if you kill your past self -'

'That won't happen,' James interrupted.

Rose rolled her eyes. 'And what makes you so sure?'

'Because I'm not stupid enough to do that -' Rose let out a loud snort, causing James to glare at her. 'I'm not! I actually like living, you know. I wouldn't do anything to ruin that.'

'It's not a game to play with time, James,' Rose hissed.

'Don't be such a spoilsport, Rosie, you always ruin everything,' James shot out fiercely. No matter what they did, Rose always had to ruin everything; she was such a stickler for the rules. Her idea of fun was spending time in the library. To James, and most people, that wasn't fun.

Rose opened her mouth to retaliate, taking a step towards her cousin, but Al got there first, both hands outstretched to keep the pair at bay.

'Both of you stop it,' he commanded. He turned to James and Fred. 'Rose is right - it is against the law. Aunt Hermione works for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, remember?'

'Exactly!' Rose looked triumphant. 'She can get you arrested if you use it!'

'Nah, she wouldn't,' Fred remarked lazily.

'Yeah,' James agreed fervently. 'She'd never grass up her family.' As much as Aunt Hermione was similar to Rose where rules were concerned, she would never do anything to get a member of her family arrested. Not only had all the parents taught their children that family is the most important thing, but there was also the fact that they were all famous; none of them would subject themselves to the humiliation that a member of their family had broken the law.

'Erm, not to burst anyone's bubble or anything, but it's broken.'

Fred rounded on Louis. 'How do you know that?'

'Here.' Louis failed to hide his amusement as he pointed at the button on the side. 'See?' Louis pressed the button, causing the entire room to spin and shake violently, knocking them all to the ground.

TBC...