Dumbledore laughed at the expressions of pure shock on the children's faces and the blond boy's exclaim. How many times had Severus told him that? He locked eyes with the oldest of them which, if he wasn't wrong, would be the son of Remus Lupin. How very curious...
"So you are from the future, I assume." He said calmly and narrowed his eyes. He may be right, but he wasn't certain and they were in a time when everything could bring danger to their cause. Information was key. So, he looked at Teddy's eyes and used Legilimency, not surprised on the least when the young man didn't try to stop him. He saw an older version of Harry and Miss Weasley, surrounded by more children (most redheaded, but also blond) than he would like to count. Besides the redheads and the two black haired boys who were obviously Harry's, Dumbledore also saw a sandy haired teen along with a blond boy, where the latter didn't have an ounce of Weasley in him, so he couldn't be part of their family. It seemed that the sandy haired teen was the boy who he was casting the spell on and the blond was, oh boy.
Dumbledore smiled. Only now did he seem to notice the other two couples. Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger...along with Draco Malfoy and his wife. Well well, how much curious...
Dumbledore saw memory after memory, careful to avoid those that would hold too much information. Leaving the young man's mind, he smiled at the anxious faces of the children that stared at him.
"Well, it seems that we have quite a story to share with the Order. We have enough time, 25 years in fact." They all smiled and sighed in relief. One of the two black haired boys, the one with the brown eyes and stunning grin, stepped forward and bowed mockingly.
"Then lead the way oh great leader of the Light!" He exclaimed with a mischievous smirk and a red haired boy copied him and bowed.
"Don't mind them." Said one red haired girl that seemed to be on her third year, if Dumbledore remembered from Teddy's memories. "They're idiots."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Don't worry, Miss Weasley. I've had my fair share of idiots to deal with. Well, off we go."
And thus, the Hogwarts Headmaster lead them into the dinning room, where the Order was holding a meeting, some arguing loudly, some speaking in low voices and some trying to quiet down the loud ones *cough cough*Sirius*cough cough*
Dumbledore cleared his throat, making every head turn to him and the children/adults.
"Albus?" Questioned a black haired man with swallow skin. "Who are those children and what are they doing here?"
Dumbledore smiled again. "Firstly, why doesn't someone call down the others who are upstairs? This concerns them the most."
"The children, Albus?" Molly asked incredulously, then fixed Dumbledore with a glare and added. "If this is about the Order, then I've told you before! They are just children and-!"
"Don't worry, Molly, it's nothing of the sort." Albus reassured. "Now please call them down."
One minute later, the future crowd was gaping at the sight of their parents...as teenagers. Teddy suddenly thought of something and his heart froze. Hopeful and scared, Tedddy discreetly scanned the room in order to find the two people he was looking for...And then he did. A sandy haired man with worn out clothes, along with a pink haired woman who looked like she had an attitude. His eyes watered slightly and he started taking deep breaths to calm his throbbing heart.
"Ted." Looking at his side, Teddy saw Victorie giving him a hesitant smile and then the girl took his hand on hers, squeezing it comfortly. "It will be okay."
"Thanks." He whispered, because he didn't trust to speak without his voice cracking.
"Who are they, Professor?" Asked, oh god, it was Hermione! The future looked shocked at how different she looked, yet almost exactly the same.
"I'm not sure, Miss Granger." Replied honestly the old wizard, earning 'what the?' looks from both future and present, to which he smiled sweetly.
"I told you, Al, this man is off his rocker." Said the blond boy.
The one named Al shrugged. "You get used to him."
"Right."
The red headed girl from before put her hands on both boys' shoulders. "Guys, let the small talk for later, some introdictions are in order."
"You're right, Rosie." Agreed Teddy and then turned to the present. "We are all from the future. And, before you question it-" he added quickly as some of them were almost shouting in disagreement. "-Dumbledore here can prove it to you, surely his word is enough."
Dumbledore nodded and the ones from the present looked astonished. "B-but...how?" Asked Bill, his mouth wide open.
Teddy glared at James who shifted uneasily. "A time turner placed in the wrong hands by luck's generous nature. The one who had the time turner fell in a veil in the Ministry. The veil usually kills the one who falls in it, but as I said, by pure luck, the time turner activated and we were sucked into the veil. Then we woke up here."
Dumbleodre rose his eyebrows at James. "I must say you escaped death in a ridiculous way, my boy. That was foolish of you."
James sighed. "Like I don't know that, sir."
Dumbledore softened his eyes at the sight of the guilty child. He gave James a pat on the shoulder. "No harm done, my boy." He assured.
Teddy growled under his breath, no harm done indeed, but the harm would have been massive were it not for that time turner.
"Okay, now we must introduce ourselves. I'll go first." Teddy paused. "Er...what should we say?"
"Name-" That was Geaorge.
"-Age-" Fred...they got to meet their uncle!
"-Parents-"
"-House-"
"And favorite subjects!"
Teddy chuckled. Ron hadn't been joking when he said that the twins finished each other's sentences. He took a step forward and tripped, but managed to grab the edge of the dinner table. With e sheepish grin, he said. "Okay. My name is Teddy Remus Lupin."
Startled gasps were heard as soon as words left his mouth, which made Teddy feel uncomfortable and unconsciously made his hair turn pink in embarrassment. Okay, now instead of gasps there was a loud 'YES!'. All of them turned to look at Tonks, who had jumped up and pumped her fist in the air, a dazzling smile on her face. She rounded to face a startled Remus.
"See that! Y'see that! I told you! No matter with what stubborn useless excuses you fill your head with, you like me!" Tonks said with a triumphant tone at which Remus dropped his jaw, a tint of pink on his cheeks. He swallowed.
"Do tell me how you ended up in that conclusion, Nymphadora."
Tonks rolled her eyes, though she was so happy she couldn't even think about scolding Remus for using her name. "Hello, genius? He has my dad's name, is clumsy and a Metamorphmagus! Who else could be his mother?!"
"Mom is right." Teddy agreed, his voice sounding weird at the foreign word 'mom'. Remus, however, paled at the word mom. A hundred things went through his mind, from being extremely happy to scolding himself for burdening a child with his curse. What a Gryffindor he was, he couldn't even find the courage to ask his son that.
"Moony, we're family!" Sirius yelled in joy and gave a one armed hug to his friend.
"Moving on," Called Teddy, bringing their attention on him again. "I'm 23 years old, my parents, well, Remus and Nymphadora Lupin of course. I was in Hufflepuff and Head Boy, my favorite subject were Ancient Runes and Herbology. I hated Divination."
Some nodded impressed, while Sirius gaped incredulously. "Remus, what have you done!?" He asked in a terrified voice.
"What?" He asked dumbly.
"Look at him!" He yelled, pointing at a confused Teddy. "He's a goody two shoes! What have you been teaching him!"
"So Lupin's son became a reasonable student." Snape sneered in amusement. "And I thought I had seen everything."
Sirius was about to throw an insult at him but was interrupted by Dumbleodre. "Let's move on before those two transform this place in a battlefield."
"Certainly, sir." Victorie said and stepped forward. "My name is Victorie Weasley, age 22 and my parents Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour."
"The Triwizard Champion?" Harry asked in surprise while Ron wolf whistled.
"Nice one, Bill." He complimented his brother who had gone red. "Do you even know her?"
"She has come to Gringotts...to improve her...English." Grumbled Bill. "I have to give her lessons."
"Oooh, to emprove-" That was Fred.
"Her iinglish." George finished while blinking furiously.
"Hey, don't embarrass my father!" Victorie ordered and Bill sent her a smile, before going red again at her next words. "That's my job."
Almost everyone out right laughed. Fred flashed Victorie a grin. "I like you, dear niece."
Victorie smiled uncertain and nervous. "I like you, too, dear uncle. Anyway, I was a Gryffindor and my favorite subjects were Ancient Runes and Transfiguration. I hated Potions. Oh, and I have two siblings who aren't here: Louis and Dominque."
"Three kids...Good job, Bill." Praised Charlie and Bill went red again.
"Next is yours truly, Fred Fabian Weasley!" Said a red haired boy that looked like the twins, bowing lowly with a smirk. "Age sixteen, obviously a Gryffindor, number one prankster, son of George Weasley and Angelina Johnson. I love DADA and hate Potions, also I have a twin sister, Roxanne."
The teachers groaned, praying that they didn't have to teach this mini-me of Fred and George, while Fred looked, unimpressed, at George.
"Really? My girlfriend? True, we were going to break up soon and continue as friends, but really?"
George shrugged.
"I'm next, I believe. My name is Rosie Nymphadora Weasley. Age fifteen, Ravenclaw prefect."
Nymphadora gaped when she heard her name. "I'm sorry." Shen said looking exactly like Rosie told her she had lost a thousand galeons.
"So the Weasley Gryffindor tradition finally broke, huh?" Charlie said with a smile, to which Rosie returned with one of her own and nodded. James, however, smirked while Al shifted.
"You haven't seen the worst yet." He warned them, whith that knowing smirk that made Snape for some reason want to strangle the kid. If he thought Harry Potter resembled James Potter, he certainly hadn't met this Potter yet.
Rosie rolled her eyes. "Every house has its qualities, don't think that Gryffindor is the best. Anyway, my favorite subjects are-"
"All of them," The future teens said at once, making Rosie glare at them.
"There's nothing wrong with wanting to learn! You don't know when a book can save your life!"
"Those words...she sounds like..." Harry didn't finish his sentence and he didn't have to, because Rosie answered his unasked question.
"My parents are Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger." As soon as her words left her mouth, shots of 'Finally!' echoed inside the room as Ron and Hermione went from pale, to white as snow, to beet red and suddenly neither could look at the other. The knowing grins of the twins were NOT helping.
"Please tell me you're my only child." Ron pleaded, thinking that his brothers would tease him less if he had only one child. Alas, fate wasn't on his side, as a boy with red hair who looked a lot like Ron stepped forward.
"Sorry dad, but there's me, too." Said the boy with a grin. "Hello, my name is Hugo Arthur Weasley. Age thirteen, Gryffindor of course, my parents you and Hermione obviously and as for subjects...hmm...nope, I hate all of them."
Harry and Ginny laughed hard. "That sounds like Ron all right." Harry choked out.
Ron glared at him for laughing, before turning to the future teens. "Well, are any of you Harry's children?"
The black haired boys and a red haired girl stepped forward. Harry paled drastically, while Ron smirked. "Three kids Harry, I'm impressed."
Harry scowled at Ron then studied his children carefully. They certainly looked like him, especially the green eyed boy, he could easily pass for Harry's twin! The elder boy cleared his throat and patted the back of her sister, who looked at him, confused.
"Why don't you go first, sister dear?" All of the future looked at the boy as if he had grown a second head.
"James? Giving someone the spotlight?" The blond boy said incredulously. "Wow, never thought I'd live to see the day!"
"It's a miracle!" Exclaimed Rosie in mock awe.
Ted sent a mock glare at James and stood protectively in front of the others. "Careful! He's under the Imperious Curse! There's no telling what he'll do next! So?" He asked James. "What else is there? Saying you love Al? Or that you hate pranks?"
Every one of them burst out laughing while James glared at them. "Ha. Ha. Sorry, Teddy, it was so funny I forgot to laugh."
Liky shook her head, still giggling. "Well, my name is Lily Luna Potter, nice to meet you." Every one who knew Lily Evans stared at the girl in happiness and slight pain. Aside from the eyes, she was the exact copy of her grandmother. Their Lily.
"Age thirteen, parents obviously Harry Potter and...Ginny Weasley." The Weasley brothers gasped before glaring at Harry, Ron more hurt than angry.
"You knocked up my sister!" He accused while Harry barely heard him. He was staring open mouthed at a red faced Ginny who looked down. He didn't see Ginny like that!...did he?
"Wait, so in the future I have three kids with Ginny!?" He asked in shock and as his children nodded, all the color left in his face was now gone. "How in the world am I still alive?"
Molly went and hugged Harry tightly. "Oh, don't be ridiculous, dear boy, you are the most perfect boy there could be for our Ginny." She said happily, while the Weasley brothers still glared at Harry. "Now, you and Hermione are really part of our family!"
"Continue, Lily." Hermione said, a bit wary of the tension on the room. Lily nodded.
"I'm in Gryffindor and my favorite subject is Potions."
Harry snorted. "You certainly didn't get that from your dad." He said and briefly noticed how James covered his mouth to prevent from laughing, sneaking glances towards a glaring Al.
"My turn next!" James said happily while Al raised an eyebrow.
"So you just wanted me to be last, right?" He asked.
"Yep! I want to enjoy their reactions." He admitted and Al growled. "My name is James Sirius Potter at your service! Parents, well, you already know! I am obviously in Gryffindor and I like DADA as well as Transfiguration." Sirius brightened and gave Harry a grateful look.
"You named him after me!" He said in delight while Harry smiled. Really, he couldn't find a more fitting name for his first born son.
Snape glared daggers at James and Minerva groaned. "Seriously, Mr. Potter? Do you want me to retire early? Or to raze Hogwarts to the ground? What were you thinking when you named him after the two greatest pranksters in history!? He even has the same favorite subjects as the first James! Couldn't you have swapped one of the names for 'Remus' or something?"
Harry shrugged, looking innocent while James beamed.
"If I will have to teach this boy, then I do not think he will survive the term, Potter." Snape warned still fixing the boy with a hateful glare. "How you Potters manage to reproduce exact copies of yourself is beyond me. Just look at him!"
They all did so and saw James giving them the most innocent fake look one could hope to put on.
"He's probably just as arrogant and incompetent as his father and grandfather."
To their utter surprise, James laughed heartily. "Don't change much, do you, Professor Snape?" He said in such a familiar tone it made Snape dread their relationship in the future.
Al snorted loudly, smirking at James. "Even two decades earlier with barely having introduced yourself, you still can't get on Professor Snape's good list. How low the almighty James Sirius has fallen."
James glared at him. He was a Potter and one like himself didn't like being said he couldn't do something. "I'm not on his bad list either! I'm in his...okay list."
Now it was Lily who snorted. "Yeah right, especially after that prank you did last term." Fred and George perked up at that.
"You pranked-" Fred.
"Professor Snape, of all people?" George.
After a moment of silence. "What did you do?" They asked eagerly. James mumbled something incomprehendable, looking down. Fred and George raised an eyebrow while Al bit back a laugh. "What?"
James sighed. "I said, that I drew a special stag on his portrait, under the excuse that he'd be lonely with only Professor Dumbledore there."
Not many got the joke, but they certainly got it was awfully bad when Sirius burst out laughing with tears while Snape's hand itched towards his wand, his face twisted in fury. Even Remus had a hand covering his mouth.
"That. Was. Brilliant!" Sirius managed to say, breathing for air while Snape glared daggers at him.
"Okay, it seems this is an inside joke that I'd rather stay out of." Nymphadora commented and Remus nodded, barely containing his amusement.
"Come to think of it, I'm surprised he agreed to teach you after that." Hugo commented looking thoughtful.
James shrugged. "He wasn't going to, but Al and Lils talked him into it after a good two weeks."
The past looked astonished, Snape himself especially. Since when did students talk him into doing things?! As James said 'portrait', it seems he had died...Had death changed him that much?
Al sighed in exasperation at the memory. "Professor Snape wasn't going to, but after seeing James' state in Potions, he admitted that he was probably the worst student to ever set foot on Earth. So, he took it upon himself to 'correct a mistake of God'."
Everyone laughed at the choice of words, while James glared at a smug Albus. Oh, how he was going to enjoy his revenge very much. James smiled with an air of superiority which made Al gulp. He sat down comfortably and locked gazes with Al.
"I think it's about time you introduce yourself, dear brother of mine." He said and Al glared at him. He stepped forward, still glaring at James.
"I hate you, you know?" He said, while James smirked in triumph. "Yeah, yeah, just go ahead and talk, Snivellus."
Snape's head perked up at the most hated nickname in shock, as well as Sirius and Remus. They all looked terrified at the boy with green eyes, who was now scowling at James.
"It's Severus! Albus SE-VE-RUS! Surely even your birdbrain can comprehend that?" He sighed and turned at the present. "As you heard, my name is Albus Severus Potter. Nice to meet you."
Sirius choked on air, Severus spluttered in a rare occurrence of pure shock and horror while Harry paled and dropped his jaw. Ron couldn't even curse while Remus widened his eyes and his mouth opened despite his effort of keeping it closed.
Dumbledore chuckled. Well, well...how very much curious...
Did you like it?! The one with the stag I think I read in another fic, or I could have just dreamed it. If not, credit goes to the author. Please review! And this story actually HAS a plot line.
