Nothing belongs to me, if it did, it would be my name over the front of all those books, and I'd be rich! I'm really sorry it took so long to get this up. I'm hoping to get the next chap up sooner. By the way, have a look at the origional chapters from my fic 'It's in your Blood', and tell me what you think about the changes, whether you like them or hate them. I write because i love to write, but i also write for you to read, so tell me what you like the best, and what you think is effective.

Enjoy!

"Well, well, well. Look who it is. Feeling brave, are you now, Potter. Or will you be spending another night in the hospital wing?" came a drawling voice over to his right.

"Shut up, Malfoy."

"Oh, I can say what I want, Potter. Unlike you, I've never fallen off my broom!"

Crabbe and Goyle sputter out a few laughs stupidly, the emptiness of the voids residing in each of their fat little heads highly emphasised.

Malfoy turned his attention to Ron. "What's that Weasley's riding? Why would anyone put a flying charm on a mouldy old log like that?" He threw his voice into a baby imitation. "Ahhh, too scared to face up to me?" He glanced back at his two followers, smirking again as he returned back to his spiteful voice. "I thought a trade mark Gryffindor was to be brave! Or was that before Weasel joined that joke you call a team?"

Ron angrily mounted his broom, kicking off the ground sawing high into the air, the team following him.

"Gryffindor are losers!" Their chant and jeers followed the whole team throughout their practice session.

Hermione, coming out with Harry and Ron, had seen the Slytherins in the stands, and having had enough of the in classes, decided to turn back into the castle. After all, if her friends needed restraining from what the Slytherins might say, there was the whole team to do so. Hermione trudged unhappily back to the castle, knowing the outburst that would await her when Ron and Harry got back to the common room.

"Password?"

"Mimbulus Mimbletonia!"

"Correct. You may enter." The Fat Lady said as she swung off her hinges, revealing the entrance to the Gryffindor Common room. Hermione stepped inside, and immediately saw two people.

"Oh, Harry, what are you doing here? I thought you were at Quidditch practice."

"What did you call me?" Harry said, with a strange questioning look in his eyes, and turned to look at a very cute boy, with elegant dark hair that Hermione had never seen before. He raised his eyebrows and shrugged.

Harry turned his attention back to Hermione. "Um, who are you?" he asked.

"Hermione?" she said, unsure of the question. Did harry have amnesia? Did he get hit in the head again by another bludger?

"Oh. Um. My name's James. James Potter, and, er, this is my best friend, Sirius Black."

"But… What… no! Oh, my God, its true!" gasped Hermione. At first she thought he was joking or had lost his mind, but looking closely at James, she saw that his eyes were hazel, and that Harry's characteristic lightening bolt scar was gone. Also, James's nose was slightly different. Longer, but it looked right. In fact, he looked slightly more charming than harry. Of course, thinking about it, Hermione figured that probably was a reason behind it- charm.

"Pardon me for interrupting this little…, um, well, pardon me for asking such a weird question, but when is it?" said Sirius uncomfortably.

"Approximately twenty years in your future." Hermione said with a knowing smile.

"How'd you know-"

"Let's just say we kinda know some people" Hermione said, looking slightly uncomfortable at the possibility at revealing anything.

"So, who's this Harry?" said James, sitting on one of the common room sofas, Sirius sitting down a second later.

"Later, not really a good question to ask now."

"Oh, ok then" James said, disappointed.

There were suddenly interrupted by three people come in through the portrait door, two boys and a girl. All three had red and gold Quidditch robes on. The two guys were almost identical, obviously identical twins. They had bright red hair and freckles, and a glint in their eyes that James and Sirius recognised. Between them was a very pale looking girl, covered in blood. At first they thought something serious had happened, but on second glance, she was only having a very bad nosebleed, and by the looks of the twins who had helped her in, they had something to do with it. Obviously not a fight they were responsible for, but a trick or prank that had gone wrong, to judge by the way the twins were quietly arguing. They were muttering words like "where did it go, I thought you had it" and murmuring about colours, like purple and orange, for some reason. The three of them went past them up the stairs to their dormitory,oblivious to the fact that there was a complete stranger in an almost completely deserted room, sitting beside a boy they had left behind at the Quidditch pitch. Sirius opened his mouth to question who they were, but Hermione beat him to it.

"The two boys are the Weasley twins, one of my best friend's brothers. They also happen to be your successors, the present trouble makers. I'm sure you'll enjoy their company, and that you'll come up with some more exceedingly outrageous and extravagant plots." Hermione said, knowing smile still lingering on her face. "Now, I suggest that you go, because if they're back, then Harry and Ron will be coming back soon, and I think it would be best if you keep out of their way. Until later, anyway," she added hastily, at the downhearted look on the two time travellers faces. "Wow, you two look like you could be twins. Look, just go to the top dormitory on the boys side, I'll catch you up there in a few minutes with a book or two, to see exactly how you did this!"

The two time travellers were only just out of sight, when Harry and Ron came in, muttering angrily.

"How was practice?"

"It was-" Harry began.

"Completely lousy" Ron finished off in a hollow voice, slumping into the sofa with Harry, exactly where James and Sirius had been.

So began the gloomy Quidditch talk.

Ps, thanks for the first reviewer of this chapter, Reader4ever, who noticed thatI forgot to change one extra thing from the origional in 'Its in your Blood'. Ihad marked it out to change whilstI was writing this chapter, butI overlooked it. The line I'm am talking about was origionally:

"Let's just say we kinda know some people" Ron said, exchanging a glance with Hermione.

Thanks again to Reader4ever.