Harry Potter had just turned 20. It had been exactly three years since the battle of Hogwarts. He was the head of the Arours office at the Ministry and he some times substituted at Hogwarts and visited Neville and Professor McGonnagal who had gracefully taken over for Professor Dumbledore as Headmaster.

Ron and Heriomine were getting married as well as him and Ginny. Everything seemed to be right, but at the same time it wasn't.

So when Harry was called to apparate to Professor McGonnagal's office he was confused. Harry had gain some interesting powers after the battle of Hogwarts. Harry could apparate any where he wanted and he appeared in McGonnagal's office. "You wanted to see me Professor?" Harry asked.

Her face was more aged now and her hair was gray, still in the tight bun no one's never seen her hair come out of. She gave a stiff nod. "I would like you to take a teaching job."

Harry frowned, "Professor, I have to work at the office."

"No, Potter, not in this time. In the past. I have a time turner here that takes you back in years." She held up a familiar looking hourglass and Harry recognized it from his third year at Hogwarts. The thought brought back painful memories and he pushed the thoughts aside.

"I want you to take it. The preset time only needs one turn. It will take you back to your parents seventh year at school." McGonnagal told him sternly.

Harry stood shocked. This was her way of giving him a way to get to know his parents. He had to do it. "Tell Ginny where I've gone." Harry said and with one last word he spun the time turner.

The next thing Harry knew he landed on solid ground. He wobbled a little bit at the weight of falling down. But Harry still landed on his feet and he tucked the time turner into his robes. Harry looked around and found that he had just landed in the center of the Great Hall. And everyone was looking at him.

Harry directed his attention to the Head Table and with a gasp he saw a face he hadn't seen in four years. Professor Albus Dumbledore. Harry despite the situation couldn't help a huge grin that spread on his face. It must be the first day of term.

Harry walked up to the Head Table to a silent Great Hall. Only Professor Dumbledore and now Harry could make the Great Hall that quiet.

He walked up to Professor Dumbledore. "Good to see you sir. Can I talk you, er, privately in your office?"

Professor Dumbledore nodded and he leaned over and whispered something to Professor McGonnagal. She kept her eyes on Harry and nodded quickly. Harry couldn't help grinning at her.

"Professor McGonnagal, later on, please don't kill me about this." She looked slightly shocked but Professor Dumbledore just stood up and walked around the table to go with Harry.

Harry looked across the Great Hall.

"Blimey Prongs! The bloke looks just you!" a voice so loud that only could be Sirius Black cried breaking the silence. The Hall erupted into laughter and Harry couldn't help grinning. That was his favorite godfather.

"Professor? Can I apparate to your office? It would be quicker." Harry explained.

Dumbledore seemed hesitate at first but he felt like he could trust this mysterious stranger and he nodded.

Within the next second they were seated at Dumbledore's office. Fawkes soared over and rested on Harry's shoulder. Harry smiled and pet his beak.

"Strange, Fawkes doesn't react to visitors very well. But he seems to like you very well." Professor Dumbledore said.

Harry nodded and pulled the note for Professor McGonnagal and handed it to him. "I have been in here many times in the future."

Dumbledore opened the letter with careful hands still pondering over what Harry had said. After he read the letter he set it down, "Well, Mr. Harry Potter or should I say Parker, we happen to have a spot for Defense Against The Dark Arts professor. May I ask how you can apparate in Hogwarts?"

Harry seemed to pale. This was one of the questions he wanted to avoid. He couldn't even talk about the battle yet. All of his friends, people he considered family, dead. Dumbledore seemed to noticed his discomfort.

"No need from this now. I can indeed tell that matter is rather touchy. Your chambers are behind the Merlin painting on the third floor. Password is Patronus. You can have one of the house elves bring you dinner. Good night Harry." Dumbledore sent him off.

"Albus?" Harry asked almost out of the door.

"Yes?"

Harry smiled a small smile, "It's good to see you again Professor."

Dumbledore smiled, "I will be telling Minerva about this in case we have a problem and I am absent and it's good to see you too Harry."

Harry pulled out the Marauders Map. Ever since the battle he always had his invisibility cloak and his father's map with him. It just made him feel safe to always have them with him. Even if he never really needed the map of Hogwarts he always had it anyways.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." he said clearly. The Map appeared and he looked around the school ( his name had changed to Parker, thank Merlin) and all new names were crowded in their common rooms. Then Harry saw four names that were out of place. Harry couldn't help smirking. It was way past curfew. Harry grinned, after seeing where they were heading, "Mischief Managed." He headed for the kitchens.

He tickled the pear and it giggled turning into a doorknob. Harry pulled it open and there was loud laughter from the kitchen.

Harry walked in a smile on his face. There was Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin, and James Potter. They all ate ice cream and Harry ordered some chicken and mashed potatoes with a Butterbeer when he turned the corner in plain eyesight.

All of their jaws dropped realizing that this was the man from dinner, and most likely a Professor.

"Out for a midnight stroll, grabbing a snack?" he teased.

James opened his mouth to come up with some sort of excuse when Harry sat down with them and the elf, Ink, rushed over and handed him his food. "Thank you Ink." Harry told the house elf and he bustled off.

Harry dug in eagerly only stopping for a quick gulp of Butterbeer. They all watched with awe. They were in the kitchens, way past curfew, eating with a Professor, who wasn't punishing them, but instead was eating as fast as he could.

"Are you our new Professor?" Sirius asked.

Harry stopped and took another gulp of Butterbeer clearing his throat before answering, "Yes Mr. Black, I'm Professor Parker. And don't worry I won't tell. I never really followed school rules before either." Harry reassured them.

They all gaped at their new very young looking professor. "Do tell." James exclaimed. Harry took another shot of Butterbeer.

"That is for another day. And one where we aren't meeting so late." Harry pushed aside his plate and Ink took the plate an rushed off. He came back not seconds later.

"Does, Master Parker want anything else?" Ink asked in his squeaky voice.

Harry shook his head. "No thank you Ink. That is all I need." Harry stood. "If I were you I'd get under that cloak of yours and get back to your common room before you sleep through your classes tomorrow. And that I will punish for." Harry gave a small smile. Harry walked out and he walked down the hallway his steps echoing in the empty hallway. When he got to his chambers he stumbled in half asleep.

There Harry fell asleep on the couch which was just as comfortable as the bed he neglected that night.