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Summary: The usual time travel story. Harry goes back in time and meets his parents, how will he deal? how will his parents deal? Takes place after the 5 book

Author's Note: This is my very first story with chapters, so I hope you like it, please review and tell me what you think.

Time Travel On First Class.

Chapter 1 – What the…

It had been a hard summer, it hadn't been easy for Harry to accept Sirius's death, he blamed himself for what had happened. The Dursleys had been ignoring Harry, but Harry was glad they did, he didn't think he could take it if they kept telling him, how he was good for nothing. But maybe today was going to be better.

Harry was sitting in the living room next to Dumbledore, who had come over to talk to Harry about Sirius's will. At the mention of Sirius, Harry had gotten a knot in his storming, it was a very soft topic. Sirius had left Harry his house and almost everything else.

"Is that all, professor," Harry asked, he just wanted to get this over with, everything that had to do with Sirius was hard and painful.

"Not quite, Harry, there is one other thing," Dumbledore said, as he reached for his bag on the table. From the bag Dumbledore took out a box made of wood, at the size of a shoe case.

"This is also for you, it came with a letter saying that you would figure out how to open it." Dumbledore handed the box to Harry, and stood up.

"I will come and get you tomorrow, so until then, Goodbye." With that said Dumbledore went out the door. Harry just said there looking at the box, barely noticing that Dumbledore had left, when he finally realized what Dumbledore had said, about him leaving, he got confused, why couldn't Dumbledore just have taken him away today, why did he have to stay one more night at the Dursleys. But since there was nothing he could do about it now, he took the box and went up to his room, where he had spend most of the summer. It was getting dark, Harry was lying in his bed, trying to figure out how to open the box. 'How am I suppose to figure this out' Harry thought, thinking back to what Dumbledore had said. 'Maybe I have to say something specific.' He thought about what it could be.

"Padfoot…no…Prongs…not that either…hmm…The Marauders Rule…." But no matter what the box remained unopened. Then Harry had an idea about what to say, but could it really be that, it would almost be to easy .

"I Solemnly Swear I Am Up To No Good," Harry said, and as he said it, the box opened, reviling an old looking necklace and a letter. Harry took the letter and began to read.

Harry

If you are reading this, then it means that I am dead.

I know that you are properly sad, but just remember that I love you.

I was looking around the house for stuff to throw out, when I saw this necklace and found an old picture next to it and suddenly it all came back to me and I understood it all. I know you don't know what I'm talking about, but you will understand soon enough, just trust me on this one.

Now all you have to do is put the necklace on and say Satis temporis mihi est and maybe you will start to realize what I mean when I said that it all came back to me.

I love you, Harry, and I will always love you, but remember you can't changes anything.

Sirius.

After reading the letter Harry was more confused then ever, It came back to me, I understood it all, what did Sirius mean by all this, he took the necklace and studied for a while, there was nothing special about it, it was made of gold, and had a small red rock. Harry didn't know what would happen when he took the necklace on, but he was very curious. Right before he put it on, a voice sounding like Hermione formed in his head, 'It could be dangerous,' the voice said, but Harry refused to listen to it, Sirius would never send Harry something that could harm him, but just be sure he grabbed his wand and thereafter put the necklace over his head and said the words.

"Satis temporis mihi est." At first nothing happened, and Harry was about to take the necklace off, when suddenly he felt a familiar felling in his navel, it felt like being transported with a portkey. Everything went into one big blur, and at first Harry started to panic, but when his vision started to clear up, he felt more at ease, however that felling only lasted for about a second. He looked around and saw that he was in a small ally, slowly he began walking towards the light coming form the street, as he got closer he saw a lot of wizards and witches, it looked like they were just going about their normal life.

Harry was more confused then ever, why had Sirius send him here, wherever he was. As he walked out on the street, nobody seemed to take any notice of him, he looked around and saw a lot of shops, and it was all shops that he knew very well, he was at Diagon ally. Everything seemed so familiar, yet there was something there wasn't right, something that just seemed wrong, but Harry just couldn't figure out what it was.

Suddenly there was a strong wind and he felt something on his leg, he looked down and saw a newspaper, he took it and saw that it was The Daily Prophet, it had the following headline, Family murdered, You-Know-Who strikes again. Harry had to read the headline over and over again. 'Voldemort attacked someone,' Harry thought, the last time anyone had seen Voldemort was a couple of weeks ago, in the ministry of magic, why had he suddenly just started to kill like that. Harry knew that the killing was going to start sooner or later, but it was the way The Prophet had written about it that seemed to confuse Harry even more, You-Know-Who strikes again, it seemed like everyone was quite use to it, and that was when he saw it, the date, it couldn't be real, how could it be possible.

Saturday the 5th of July 1979, Harry read it. He was speechless, the only thing he could manage to say was.

"What the…"

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Satis temporis mihi est: I have enough time. I just found it and thought it could be funny to put in.