I don't own Harry Potter or Supernatural. The same goes for the rest of the story too.
WARNINGS!: child abuse (not sure how sever yet) a little swearing.
Sam and Dean don't come in until the third chapter, but when they do get here they play a big part. Don't worry if you don't know much about Supernatural; most of the characters don't either, so there will be explanations.
Chapter 1 The Consequences of Traveling Back in Time
Harry Potter was sitting in the Great Hall, eating lunch. Classes were halfway done for the day. This in itself wasn't that unusual. What was unusual was that he was sitting next to a sixteen year old version of his own father with his godfather on his other side. Remus Lupin was sitting across the table from him and Peter Pettigrew was next to Remus. Harry had been thrown back in time.
For once the accident hadn't happened in potions either. He, Ron, and Hermione had been working on their homework in the Gryffindor common room when Harry had been hit with a bright light. He had immediately jumped to his feet and scanned the room for his attacker. He had been stunned to see the smug face of Draco Malfoy.
He didn't know how the other boy had gotten into the Gryffindor common room, but it was beside the point as he was lifted into the air. It felt like he was being pulled in thousands of different directions at once. It felt like everything around him was being erased as though it had never existed. In other words, to say it hurt a lot would've been an understatement.
Of course he had had to land right in the middle of the Great Hall during dinner. Dinner in 1986. Go figure.
Dumbledore had taken Harry up to his office and they had worked out that he would stay there and attend classes regularly. He would pose as a transfer student from some school that he had never heard from before, and would sleep in the same dorm as the infamous Marauders.
He had managed to make friends with Lily and still remain friends with certain marauders (namely James, who at first thought he was trying to get to know Lily so she would date him) and had even managed to keep from strangling Peter!
All in all he thought he was doing pretty well. He now knew things about his parents that he hadn't known before (including the fact that Snape was always the one who started the fights between them, and the memory Harry had seen was a fake). He even managed to get grades that would put Hermione to shame now that he wasn't afraid of what the Dursley would do to him.
So back to the lunch he was attending. James, Remus, and Peter were all staring at Sirius as he attempted to see how many grapes he could fit in his mouth at one time. So far he was up to twenty and looked very much like a chipmunk. Harry laughed openly at the sight of him.
Suddenly the doors of the hall burst open and two people strode in with quick, worried steps. Harry stared as older versions of Lily and James Potter scanned the hall, completely ignoring the startled and somewhat fearful looks they were getting. The only problem was that they were older then they had been in any of Harry's pictures. Old enough that Harry was certain they were supposed to be dead.
Their eyes stopped as soon as they spotted him. "Harry!" the Lily-look-alike screamed as she launched herself across the hall and towards him. "Are you alright! I still don't understand why you felt the need to wrestle with Ron while wearing a time turner, but I guess that'll have to wait for later. Are you sure you're alright!" This was said as she attempted to squeeze the life out of him.
"Mum?" Harry asked in shock. "But…but you're supposed to be dead!" Lily drew back and looked at him in shock.
"Did you hit your head Honey? I was never dead, how could I have been dead?" she asked. Harry felt two hands settle on his shoulders and looked up and back into the concerned face of a much older James Potter.
"Harry?" he asked.
Older versions of Sirius and Remus chose that moment to enter the hall.
"I think you should let go of him before you strangle him," Sirius amused voice rang through the whole hall.
"You're supposed to be dead too," Harry said dazedly.
"Well then…I think Lily's right for once and not just being paranoid; he really did hit his head, because I don't remember dying," Sirius joked.
"Why's he so small?" Remus asked in concern, seemingly the only one who had noticed.
Sirius, meanwhile, had caught sight of his younger self who still had his cheeks full of grapes and was holding another in his hand as though he were about to try to fit it into his mouth.
"I didn't really used to do that, did I?" he asked, sounding somewhat abashed.
"Sirius," older James began, looking amused, "you still do that sometimes."
"Good point," Sirius answered. He then sat down and grabbed the grape from his younger self. Younger Sirius made a noise of protest and tried to grab the grab back, but older Sirius simply shoved it in his mouth and grabbed another one from the bowl.
"I don't think now is the best time, Sirius," Remus reprimanded. He looked rather concerned too.
"He's defiantly Harry," Sirius said as he shrugged. "What more do we need to know? Lily and James will fuss over him and then drag him home. End of story."
Lily and James both shot him dirty looks, but they were interrupted by their younger selves.
"Someone please tell me I'm not the only one who's seeing an older version of myself," Lily said weakly.
Younger Sirius tried to say something and ended up snorting the grapes all over everywhere, including straight towards Harry and the future people. This gained varying reactions. Lily squealed and tried to get out of the way, James instinctively ducked, Remus simply moved out of the way, older Sirius didn't even bother to move and simply watched as he continued to stuff grapes in his own mouth, and Harry waved his wand (so used to this sort of thing by now that it was natural) and vanished the grapes.
Everyone stared at him. "What?" he asked. "He does that all the time, I got used to it after awhile."
This brought laughter from most of the great hall, reminding them exactly where they were.
"We should go somewhere more private," Remus said.
"I think that would be a good idea," Dumbledore said as he stood up. "Let us move to my office. It might be better to just take all your younger selves too, seeing as we all know they will find some way to listen to the conversation anyway."
James, Lily, and Remus flushed, but Sirius snorted and ended up spewing grapes again. Harry simply sighed and vanished them again.
They all stood up and moved towards the headmasters office; this was sure to be an interesting conversation.
HEADMASTER'S OFFICE
"So," James said as soon as they were all sitting in the office, "we're dead, are we?" He was focused on his son, one eyebrow cocked.
"Yeah, I mean, I thought you were, I didn't grow up with you and you did get murdered in front of me so….." he trailed off as they all stared at him, stunned. "I must've done something to change the timeline while I was here," he muttered to himself.
"Ah…." Remus trailed off looking sheepish.
At the same time younger Sirius exclaimed, "So you really are from the future?"
Everyone started at Sirius incredulously for a second, then decided to ignore him. "What's, 'ah', Remus?" Harry said, turning a slightly dangerous look to the older version of the werewolf.
Remus seemed to squirm for a minute before answering. "I-uh-I might have gone to Dumbledore and asked what a horcrux was and what they had to do with Voldemort…" he said. Harry distinctly remembered muttering "damn Voldemort and his stupid horcruxs," a few days after arriving in the past.
"Of course you would Remus," Harry said sighing. "I'm guessing this changed the whole future, did it not?"
"Most likely," Dumbledore said. "I admit that when Remus asked me about that I immediately started looking for them. I thought I might be able to get rid of them before your time without changing the time line. I guess I was wrong."
"Well then," Harry said, "in that case I know absolutely nothing about my own life."
"That's ok," older Sirius piped up, "we can teach you everything you need to know about yourself! It'll be so much fun." He had an evil glint in his eyes that Harry didn't trust.
"Actually Sirius, I would rather have someone who won't tell me absolute lies teach me thanks," he teased. Sirius pouted.
"We need to get home," Lily muttered," we can fill you in on things when we get there."
Harry nodded. "Fine," he said agreeably. He figured they couldn't be Death Eaters because polyjuice didn't work on dead people. And in any case, there wasn't even any of Sirius' hair left to use in the potions. "Just let me go get my stuff."
"There will be no need; I will just have the castle send it up," Dumbledore said. Harry sunk deep in though as they waited for his trunk to appear. He wondered if his parents were really ok with him not remembering a second of his life with them. He knew he would be upset if someone he had raised vanished for awhile and turned back up with no memories of him.
He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice trunk and other belongings popping into existence. Lily's touch on his shoulder snapped him back to reality.
Harry flushed as he realized that everything that hadn't been in his trunk were scattered randomly around the room. Lily just used here wand to pack everything neatly.
James threw an arm around Harry's shoulders, Lily grabbed his hand, and Sirius and Remus each put a hand on his shoulder. James started saying a complicated spell and Harry noticed that at some point everyone else had vacated the office. He guessed it had been when he went into a reverie while his stuff was being gathered by the castle.
The five of them disappeared into Harry's new life. If he knew one thing, he knew that it was going to be better then his last one,
This is a little shorter then a normally write them. Normally they're around 2000 words; this one was only 1700. But then again, it's the first chapter too, so I must make allowances.
