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I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters and plot line.
Warning! This story is very AU! It's mostly the backstory which is AU, Harry's school years. Weasley bashing, (minus Charlie, Bill, Fred & George, and Ginny. [thats basically all of them, whatever]). Manipulative Dumbledore, Dramione, Hinny, I'm to tired to think right now it's four in the morning.
On with the show!
Chapter Two ••• An encounter with McGonagall
Lily POV
The footsteps and the light turned a corner and Lily and James found themselves face to face with a very stern looking Professor Minerva McGonagall. They thought that the Professor looked different somehow.
"Mr. Potter, Miss Evans, what, exactly, are you doing?" She seemed slightly shocked at both of them.
'James,' she thought. 'Why did she call me Evans?'
'I'm not sure what picture did, but those girls must have put some enchantment on it.' One thing that had set the twins apart from other children growing up was they're ability to hear each others thoughts. They had look it up in the extensive Black and Potter libraries and had determined that it was called a 'natural empathy link' because empathy links had to be contiously formed by someone. Theirs had formed on its own. It was rare, though not obsolete, so the information had been somewhat limited. They had traced the origins to be Greek, but how it happened to them, they had no idea. Still, it had proved to be useful.
"Miss Evans, you are a prefect, and Mr. Potter, I have told you that I will not tolerate any of you and your friends shenanigans this year. I suggest you explain yourselves, or we may need to visit Professor Dumbledore."
'Dumbledore?!'
James spoke up.
"Dumbledore? As in, Albus Dumbledore? Headmaster of Hogwarts?" He said incredulously.
"Yes, Mr. Potter. And it is Professor Dumbledore to you. Come." She turned and began to walk down the hall, the children following her.
"But Professor," Lily blurted out, "what are you talking about? Dumbledore's been dead for years! Since dad's 6th year, remember? Dad said you were there that night, he told us about it!"
McGonagall stopped in her tracks.
"Miss Evans, who is your father?" She asked cautiously.
Lily was confused, frustrated, and rather frightened.
"First, my name's Potter, not Evans, you should know this Professor, you've been teaching us for the past five years! And second, how can you not know dad! He's possibly the most famous person in the wizarding world, and you were even his bloody head of house!"
"Lily, language! You're talking to a teacher!" James hissed behind her. Lily stood with her hands on her hips, staring defiantly at McGonagall's back. The professor turned around.
"What is your father's name?" she said in a tight voice.
James answered this question, grinning slightly mischievously.
"Which name, Professor? Harry Potter is perhaps the most famous. Also Hadrian Black, Lord Potter, and if you're a muggle? You might have heard of Dr. Harrison Evans."
" -heard of Dr. Harrison Evans."
The two girls froze. They looked at each other, shock written all over their somewhat aristocratic features.
"No."
"Possible."
"Way."
"Alya, I do believe they've arrived. I also believe that interference may be required." Dumbledore would not hesitate to use whatever pawns available to achieve his goals.
"Come on Beary. We have a teacher to obliviate and a couple of cousins to kidnap. We'll start them off with their fake identities, but we have a time jump coming up so we could end up who knows where!" She grinned evilly, and Polaris returned it, tossing her wand and catching it.
"You got it."
The silence following James's statement was broken by the sound of two pairs of feet running up the corridor from the opposite direction.
What happened next was two figures appearing, along with several spells aimed not at them, but at the professor.
"Stupefy!"
"Obliviate!"
Lily and James found themselves staring at the backs of two girls about their age as the girls sat McGonagle up against the wall. One girl had very long, dark purple colored hair, wild and curly. The other had very long, very straight, black hair, with white bangs, and streaked with several different colors.
She knew she'd seen them before.
Only a few minutes before.
In a centuries old portrait she and her brother had found on her father's desk.
"Hello! I'm Polaris, we need to get out of here!" The curly haired girl (obviously Polaris) grabbed James's hand and dashed down the corridor. Lily found herself being dragged by the other girl, Alya presumably, behind them.
"Let go! I can run fine on my own, thanks!" she pulled at her wrist, clasped tightly by Alya.
"You sure? Beary and I do a lot of running... Though with your father..." she paused her speech, still running through the corridors.
"Room of requirement. Don't get lost." She let go of Lily, but continued to run beside her.
"Turn left here, it's faster!" Alya 'whispered'. Lily did so, and found herself in a completely unrecognizable corridor. Then a flight of stairs. And then the familiar 7th floor corridor. James and the other girl were just entering, so the followed them in.
"James, Lily, please try not to panic. It's 1977, and it's our fault you're here."
MUAHAHAHAHA I'm so evil! This took me sooo long to write! So you should review because it makes me want to write faster!
I know this chapter wasn't great, but I'm going to try harder next time
