Part II

The bell chimed, signalling the end of the day. Half a second's pause and suddenly the chairs were scraping, cauldrons were being knocked over and books were being shoved into their owner's arms in attempt to escape the scene before them. Snape flicked his wand at the door, which closed with an audible snap and turning of a dead bolt.

"No one leaves. Take your seats." ordered Snape coolly. How he could be so calm in the midst of chaos was unforeseen by all. The pupils, whom were moments ago all but forgotten, silently sat, some with their heads on the table, others averted their eyes from the newcomers, but most stared.

The younger Remus pointed his wand at the unconscious James "Enervate." His brow furrowed, and he slowly fluttered his eyes. Bolting to a sitting position, he looked from Lily, to Severus to Harry (Whom was still standing and hadn't moved.) He raked over Harry, looking over every inch of him. Tension was thick in the room, Lily had stopped crying but her head remained between her knees, taking deep, broken inhales of air.

Snape glided open to his storage cabinet and pulled out a minute vial of clear liquid. "If you are who you say you are, then no one will object to Veritaserum?" It wasn't really a question, more a threat.

The marauders nodded, Harry's eyes narrowed as he stared everyone down one by one, lingering on Sirius. He still believed that Sirius was a former Death Eater, escaped from Azkaban to hunt him down and present him to his master.

Sirius went first. "What is your name?"

"Sirius Orion Black or Padfoot; depends who you talk to really."

"Have you ever conspired with the Dark Lord?"

"I have not. Have you?" Snape sighed, the potion may force the user to tell nothing but the honest truth but it didn't stop them from being there usual selves. This was defiantly seventeen year old Sirius Black.

James and Remus went much in the same fashion, James was more snarky than Sirius had been while Lupin was more modest and reserved.

Lily stepped up. Snape dripped three drops onto her outstretched tongue. Her face twisted into a grimace at the taste.

"Your full name?"

"Lily Annette Evans."

"What year are you from?"

"I was born in 1960 but up until a few minutes ago I was 17 in 1977."

"How did you end up here?"

"Sirius found a broken Time – Turner and I Reparoed it the grains got bigger and went to the opposite side of the hourglass, the bigger grains are probably what caused us to skip years instead of hours and since they were going backwards so did we, or, backwards for a Time – Turner, Forwards in real time though." She said in one huff, using her hands and fingers to mime her words.

This was something Harry did when he tried to explain something complex to someone. Snape watched the way she moved her hands and tilted her head. He nodded and turned his back so his tears would go unseen.

"Severus," said Lily as gently as possible, she placed a hand on the grown man's shoulder. "Severus, it's OK, I'm not mad anymore."

"What happens to us?" James asked in a hushed tone. All heads in the room turned to him. Snape's mouth opened, "No. I want to hear it from him." James said gesturing to Harry.

Harry had been forgotten in all the confusion, he was standing with his back against the far wall; Ron was standing beside him, unsure of how to comfort the boy. What would a person say to an orphan whose parents had barged into his potions class only four years older than himself?

"Come here, please?" asked James tentatively. Harry's feet were like lead, he knew the people in front of him were, in fact, his parents and their defector. Ron nudged him, urging him to move, speak, do something. Harry's feet shuffled across the small room, he stopped two feet in front of his father. He studied him; His hair was like his, except it stood up not just in the back but towards his forehead as well. It was like looking into a futuristic mirror; He had the same face and body build, granted Harry was much skinnier. James's cheek bones weren't a defined as his and Harry's jaw was softer. It also looked like James had had his nose broken; it was slightly set to the left. And of course his forehead was absent of the lightning bolt scar and his eyes were hazel.

James was looking into Harry's eyes, the familiar colour, shape and warmth of his girlfriends was comforting. "What's your name?" breathed James.

"Harry James."

This was too surreal, "What about your birthday?" Lily jumped in; she wanted to get to know his future son as much as James, possibly more but… too surreal.

"July 31st, 1980"

"What happened… to us I mean." Asked James a second time.

"Voldemort was looking for you; your secret keeper was working for Voldemort and he turned you over, a week after you set up the Fidelius charm, Halloween night, he found you and," he shrugged, "that was it." He tried to pass it off as a little inconvenience, but his teary eyes were visible to everyone in the room.

The maternal instinct in Lily kicked in. She closed the distance between her and her son in two strides. Her arms snaked around Harry's shoulders and her hand ended up on the back of Harry's head. He rent rigid and was uncomfortable in his mother's embrace. He quickly melted and leaned his head on her left shoulder. The two stayed motionless for some time, Harry listened to Lily's heartbeat, something that he'd never, in his wildest dreams, imagined possible.

When they broke apart Lily laughed once at her tears as she tried to wipe them away with her fingers but they were replaced instantaneously.

"We- well who was our secret keeper?" asked James.

"Don't be too quick to answer that, Harry." A voice said emanated from the door. Everyone turned to face the speaker.

"Professor Lupin? What are you doing here?"

"Funny, actually, I was in my seventh year class and a very strange thought crossed my mind. I thought I was going crazy because my memory was coming back exactly as it happened, but then I realized I didn't remember because it hadn't happened yet." Remus had a wide grin on his aged face, "James, Lily…" He embraced them in a tight hug, but too soon he broke it off.

"What I'm about to say is going to sound insane but you need to listen to the entire story before you do anything outrageous, Sirius, I say this to you especially because if my memory serves me right." He nodded pointedly to the younger version of himself; "You end up hurting someone."

Confusion crossed his face but he nodded obligingly. A serious thought crossed Remus's face, "I'm going to take all of your wands though." He went around collecting everyone's wand, including Snape's and his younger self's, keeping his current one. He smiled broadly, like he just accomplished a long, devious task. "And," he said as the last of the students wand were reluctantly turned into him, "Everyone please don't say anything or move, this includes everyone he looked at Lily, Harry, and again lingering on Sirius.

"When did you become so bossy and old?" Sirius whispered into the younger Remus's ear when the older one was out of ear shot. Professor Lupin threw a bit of chalk at his head.

"You couldn't possibly hear that!" protested Sirius.

"I remembered you saying that to me, stupid." Remus took a deep breath and bounced on the balls of his feet, like athletes do before a big competition.

"Ron, would you go fetch your rat, Scabbers I believe you call him. Don't say anything to him about Lily and James, or me just – don't say anything at all to the rat."

Ron looked at his professor like he was purple and had grown another head. "I don't usually talk to a rat but I'll go get it for you," Ron said slowly, "…I'll be right back…"

I've lost it, I've gone completely mad! I'm bonkers! I wonder if I'm in St Mungo's right now. Harry thought, I wonder if the walls are padded? He put a hand out and touched the wall, it was still damp and rough it still felt like the familiar stone of the dungeons. He leaned on his out stretched arm, putting weight on the brick, it didn't move or compress under his weight.

"Yes Harry. The walls are still in fact hard." Remus laughed.

"just-checking." He replied quickly, returning to an upright standing position in between his mother and father. Wait, how Professor Lupin know what I was doing?

"OK, Sirius, may I talk to you? Come over here away from everyone please?" the two friends, young and old, walked to a dark, rarely used corner of the potions room and Remus cast a silencing charm around them.

The other three, from the 70's, were starting to get some colour back, the worst was Remus, this was only about fifteen years in the future and he had aged twice that. He never expected he would grow to be so… solemn.

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"Sirius, this is going to be hard to hear, but I need you to listen very closely and try not to react. OK, please, for Lily and James and your Godson."

"Do they really die, Remus?" asked a quiet Sirius, looking fondly at his two best friends, whom were still talking to Harry and Severus. They appeared to be sharing their entire life story, Lily and Harry were using big miming motions and when they talked they always made eye contact with their audience.

"You-Know-Who started gaining even more power and followers after we graduated. He marked the Potters as a target, when Dumbledore and the order got wind of it, they put them into hiding. They supposedly made you Secret Keeper. And eight days later, eight days they were betrayed-"

"No! No! I wouldn't! I would never! I didn't, I didn't!" Horror crossed Sirius's face; he would rather die than hand over three people who he loved so dearly.

"Sirius!" Lupin shouted, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Sirius, you weren't their Keeper. OK, I need you to do something very important for me… Remember my exact words, I can't you what they mean exactly. OK, here it is: Three days after the June full moon come to my office, disarm me and bring the map. Harry will have it." The older man's eyes were pleading and begging.

Sirius looked weighted down, "This is important isn't it?"

"People's lives are at stake, please." His tired eyes closed, he prayed this would work. He knew messing with the timeline was a serious crime with serious penalties. He owed his friends, his family, these people stood by him when no one else would, they needed him… and he needed them.

Ron returned with Scabbers in his pocket, so the rat was unable to see the ghosts from the past.

'Take it out of your pocket, don't let it see us!' Remus lipped to Ron, it took several tries, lots of over exaggerated miming motions and a single blank stare from the confused child, but the message was sent. Had Ron been in possession of his wand still, he would have stunned the professor and sent him to the Hospital Wing. But he wasn't, so he didn't.

"Stupefy!" cried Lupin; such a spell should have killed a small rodent, such as a rat. The spell was anticlimactic, Lupin was standing there, breathing heavily, however everyone else in the room was watching the dust coloured vermin, waiting for, anything, to happen. Scabbers was still breathing and had the occasional leg twitch.

"This is it…" The werewolf whispered to no one in particular…

"Declarohumanus!"

An:/ Ok, I know it's short, but I wanted to stop when Harry told his parents his name. I was like 'Wow! I wrote that quickly!' But it wasn't even 800 words. REVIEW!

The spell is a shortened version of reveal thy human self in Latin. BTW

I'm sorry for the wait I know I said ASAP but I totally forgot about ASLC this weekend so I haven't slept in a week! It was an amazing conference, world-class, the whole theme was Peace Love Leadership and lots of the speakers talked about empathy and seeing things as others not just being YOU in a person's shoes but being THEM in a person's shoes. I'm butchering the message though. It was AMAZING, we had Ian Tyson, Tyler Durham, Amanda Lindhout, just to name a few. I think Alberta has one of the top Leadership programs in Canada. BUT GET THIS! The whole thing was about making everyone feel like they have something to offer (cause they do) but while I put in 36 hours of hard, physical labour in three days, 12 hours a day! ( reminds me of the commercial for a gym "I lift things up and put them down."), running things everywhere directing 650 kids, cutting, gluing, shouting, thinking on my head. I missed pretty much ALL the speakers except those three, letting people cry on my shoulder and setting up a lunch for 800 people. I wasn't fed, we had to wait until everyone had eaten and we weren't factored into the food so there was like NOTHING left and it was cold, and ONLY ONE THANKYOU! AND IT WAS FROM SOMEONE I SHOWED A ROOM TO! (And Mrs. Gomes, but she doesn't count, she's like everyone's second mom lol)

YOU'RE WELCOME!

Ya that's right! If we weren't there you would have had to do it all by yourself, taken 12 times as long too. Mrs. D, the secretary, and Teneal whateveryourlastnameis, are you even a teacher or just someone who puts crap under their nose and acts all dignified in your stupid hoodie only the chairs were allowed that somehow you got your hands on?

That's my rant thanks for reading and sharing my frustrations :)