Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, obviously it is JK Rowling's property.

A/N: Sorry, another time travel story about Harry Potter going back to teach his parents. Still, I will make it my own and try to give it an orginal plot... I'm not abondoning my other stories, this is just something that I wanted to do. If you haven't read any of my other stories, I ask you to check it out.

Please review to let me know what you think of it so far.

Chapter 1

Traveling to the past

Harry Potter was standing inside the Headmaster's Office. The Headmistress, however, was nowhere in sight. He had come to talk to the painting of an old Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, who Harry had always viewed as a mentor.

"You are sure about this?" he asked for, what seemed, the thousands of times.

Albus smiled down at him. "Yes, Harry, I am sure that this is what needs to happen."

Harry nodded to him, deep in thought. The opportunity was so beautifully presented and he really did want this, but… he had responsibilities now. He had Ginny, who he had married a little over two years ago, and Teddy, his godson, needed him. Harry didn't want to miss a moment in his life, like how Sirius had missed about Harry's entire life. So this decision wasn't an easy one.

He turned around and looked at Ginny, who had the sleeping Teddy in her arms. She hadn't changed much over the years, still the same red hair and beautiful brown eyes. The only change is that he could see she had been in battle through those same eyes. She smiled at him.

"Harry, we both know you already made your choice," she said, smiling fondly at him. "So, now act on it and let's go already, before Teddy wakes up."

Albus laughed, when Harry had turned back to him. "Alright, all you need is on the desk. Have a save trip and don't tell anyone too much of the future. You don't want to change it, just life it."

On the desk, Harry saw a time turner, only this time turner was radiating a red light. Maia, his phoenix, flew over, from Ginny's shoulder, and sat on his shoulder. She gave a soft, musical sound, encouraging him.

"Alright, then, Gin, ready to go?"

"I've been ready since this morning, Harry," she replied.

He laughed softly and walked towards her with the time turner. Picking up their luggage and Ginny gripped his arm tightly, he turned back to Albus. "Thank you, Albus, for telling me about this."

"Of course," his old mentor bowed his head. "Just remember, the time turner will know when it is time to return. After it starts to radiate a green light, you will have 24 hour and not a second longer, to get back to this time."

Harry nodded, taking all of this in. "Goodbye, Albus." He ticked the time turner with the tip of his wand and murmured, "August 20th, 1977."

The last thing he heard was "Goodbye, Harry," from Albus, before being surrounded by a white light that was blinding him. He knew what it felt like to travel back in time, but this felt a lot more like Apparating. Only, now it wasn't dark around him, it was light.

When the light vanished, no longer blinding them, Harry saw that they were standing just outside of the Headmasters Office. He couldn't hear anything from inside, but he was sure that Dumbledore, alive and well, was inside.

"You stay here," he whispered to Ginny. "I'll go in and apply for the DADA teachers position."

She nodded, shifting Teddy in her arms, so she could lean closer to Harry. "Be careful, Dumbledore can be a very suspicious man."

Harry smiled at her. "Yes, I know, I'll take Maia with me."

She nodded again and Harry took a deep breath and knocked on the door in front of him. He only proceeded after hearing a soft "come in," from inside. He stepped through the door, as he had done countless time with Professor Albus Dumbledore behind his desk.

Dumbledore had looked up when he heard someone knock, but he was very surprised even startled by his visitor. Harry's work as Auror had given him another, a bit horrid looking, scar, along with other milder, smaller scars. His most dominant feature was a scar, on the left side of his face, that went from his forehead over his eye and ended on his jawline. One streak of his hair had turned white, because of a Cruciatus Curse that he had to fight off. And to boot all of that, he had a phoenix sitting on his shoulder. But the most shocking, to Dumbledore was the haunted look in his eyes that told only of pain and loss. So, to Dumbledore, Harry Potter was an impressive and almost intimidating sight.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Dumbledore asked his strange visitor. Standing up, he shook hands with the stranger. He waved to one of the chairs before the desk. Dumbledore and the stranger both sat down.

"I'm here to apply for the Defense against the Dark Arts teacher's position," Harry informed him, smiling a bit. He had never thought he would say those words and to Dumbledore no less. He felt Maia shift on his shoulder, making herself comfortable. "I heard it was still open."

"You're right, it is," Dumbledore said. "May I ask who you are?"

Harry's smile grew more pronounced. He had thought that his old mentor would have been able to guess, at least his relation to James Potter; they were almost twins. "You may ask, but I will answer only after I hear whether I'm hired or not."

"Is that supposed to be a form of blackmail?" Dumbledore asked, sounding amused, but Harry could see his eyes turning cold.

"Not at all," Harry assured him, though he knew that Dumbledore wasn't likely to believe it. "It's just that these are dangerous times and I would prefer not to reveal my identity to just anyone." Though Albus Dumbledore certainly wasn't 'just anyone', Harry added in his thoughts.

"Alright then, we'll leave it for now," he said pleasantly, but Harry could hear suspicion in his voice. "What are your teaching credentials?"

Harry's smile turned a little smug. "I really don't have any teaching experience, other than a club me and my friends had once founded, where I taught them defense. However," he hesitated, his smile turned wry, but all the humor was gone, "I have a lot of experience with Dark Arts and fighting them. I have been an Auror the last four years, but only because I wanted to make the world a safer and better place for those I love. I have had a lot of encounters with Dark wizards, not the least of them Voldemort."

Harry watched as his words sank in, not completely sure if he would be believed.

Dumbledore was staring at Harry over his intertwined hands and he believed what Harry told him, but questions were rising inside him. "Alright, that seems to be a good enough reason to hire you. However as I still don't know your identity, trust is going to be very hard."

Harry chuckled lightly. "I have no problem with telling you who I am."

A knock on the door brought both of them back to the office and out of their conversation. Maia let out a soft musical yelp and Harry laughed, before turning to the Headmaster.

"Apparently, Minerva McGonagall is standing in front of the door," he told Dumbledore. "Go ahead and call her in. I'll only explain myself once, so…"

Dumbledore nodded and called her in.

The door opened to reveal a frustrating looking Minerva and behind her stood Ginny, looking quite irritated, with a still sleeping Teddy in her arms. Minerva's frustration turned to surprise as she saw Dumbledore's company.

"What…" she started to ask, but Ginny cut right through her as she stalked into the office.

"I'm sorry, Harry," she said, the irritation very audible in her voice. "I tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen."

"That's all right, Gin," Harry said, trying not to laugh at her expression, he knew better than that. "I was just about to call you in, anyway."

"Oh," was her answer and she pulled up a chair next to him.

"Albus, what is going on?" Minerva always hated to be left out of the know (though she had always trusted Albus), but she calmed herself when she saw that the Headmaster was completely calm under the situation. "Who are these people?"

"Hmpf," Ginny huffed.

"This is our new Defense teacher," he answered her. "As for who they are, I was just about to find that out for myself."

"You… you hired someone and you don't even know who he is," Minerva exclaimed, almost in shock (trust could only go so far). "For all you know he could be a Death Eater."

A very dark look crossed Harry's features, before he managed to control himself. "I can asure you, I'm not. I will never support Voldemort, he has taken a lot away from me, and I have fought against him my entire life." Literally, he added in his mind. His voice had turned cold.

"Then, please, get on with your explanation," Dumbledore said, after he had exchanged a look with Minerva.

"I will, sir. Now, I don't know if you'll believe me, but please bear with me. I'm from the future," he finished, all in the same breath. His hand flinched towards his wand, in case the worst happened and they attacked.

Surprise, blank surprise, was all that Albus Dumbledore felt now. He mentioned to the apparent time-traveler to go on with his explanation.

"My name is Harry James Potter, the son of James Potter." That was another bomb thrown at Albus and Minerva.

"James… James Potter?" she asked, flabbergasted.

"Yes, I believe he is now entering his last year at Hogwarts," Harry said, a bit amused at their shocked expressions. "Anyway, a few years ago the war against Voldemort escalated and we -" a look from Ginny, made him backtrack on his words, "- I mean, I was able to defeat him."

Dumbledore smiled. "Alright, well done then, but that doesn't explain why you are here."

"Well, we're here on your orders, sir," Harry said. Well, this was true, only it had been his portrait that had given the orders. "Apparently, you had something that I needed to do during this time as the DADA teacher." Harry looked down at Teddy. "Also, I wanted to have this chance to get to know all those we have lost during the war, including my godson's parents."

He looked back up at Dumbledore and saw pain and understanding in the eyes of the old man. Dumbledore looked at Teddy after a moment and his questions seemed to get stuck in his throat, as he watched the little boy sleep in Ginny's arms.

"He was about a month old, when…" Harry couldn't finish, their deaths still pained him very much, and he grimaced, glad that Teddy was still sound asleep.

"Who…?" Minerva asked looking at Teddy, not even finishing her question.

"His name is Teddy Lupin," Harry said quietly, knowing that this was enough of an answer.

"It's all right, Harry," Ginny said, comforting him. Then she turned to the Headmaster. "We can't share too much, because that will change the future. So, please don't ask. And my name is Ginny Potter and Harry and I are married, since about two years."

Harry let out a soft chuckle, at Ginny's attempt to lighten the mood. It worked, a little.

"Then we will go over the lesson plans and after that Minerva will show you where you can stay during this year," Dumbledore said, effectively closing the conversation about the future. "Mrs. Potter, you will stay at Hogwarts as well, I assume?"

Ginny had flushed a bit when he had called her 'Mrs. Potter' (she still wasn't really used to being called that, but being called that by Albus Dumbledore was something completely different). "It's Ginny, Professor."

"Alright, Ginny, then I must insist you call me Albus, you as well, Harry," Albus told them pleasantly, the dark shadow on his face disappearing. "But I think we should make up a different last name then Potter, so we don't clue anyone in."

"Good idea," Harry said, he hadn't really thought about it. "How about Jameson for a last name?" He joked.

"That will do," Albus laughed. "Welcome to Hogwarts, Professor Jameson."

A/N: Thank you for reading and please review.

Next chapter:

The Marauders and the new Teacher

The Marauders arrive at Hogwarts and meet Harry for the first time, who looks like he could be James' twin, except for the scars and eyes. Will they find out the truth or just accept what they have been told about their new Professor?