Someone was jumping on Harry's bed, shouting all kinds of thing. Harry groaned and rolled over, running his hand through his hair and ignoring the person.
"Get up you lazy git!" the person shouted pulling the covers off Harry.
Harry's eyes shot open; he didn't know that voice. Although it was blurry Harry could make out the outline of a sixteen year old boy with Black hair, already half dressed for school.
Harry scrabbled for his glasses, he found them but they weren't his; they were much newer and less battered but Harry could still see out of them.
Harry put them on and looked around the room; it was a Gryffindor dorm, covered in pieces of parchment marked 'Plan Z4' and 'Plan; Get Evans as Peeved as Possible', photos and moon charts. Harry grabbed a photo sitting on the bedside table; it was of five boys with their arms around each other and there he was, Harry father. But Harry never had this picture and he hadn't even had his birthday yet, so how did he get to Hogwarts?
The boy appeared again with a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, Harry gapped at him, "Sirius?" he whispered.
Sirius scowled at him and removed the toothbrush, "yeah?" he said, "look, get up or Phixx will eat us alive. Stop looking at me like you've never seen me before." He snapped.
"I'm sorry but I haven't." Harry admitted getting off the bed.
Sirius scowled, then laughed, "funny James. Get changed." He told Harry.
"What did you just call me?" Harry asked quickly.
Sirius spat the toothpaste on the floor before answering, "I called you James, Prongs. Duh." He snapped, then felt Harry's forehead, "you feeling okay? You drank a lot of alcohol last night."
Harry batted Sirius's hand away, "I'm fine, but I'm not James. My name is Harry, Harry Potter. James's son." He explained.
Sirius's mouth hung open for a little while before he burst out laughing. The door suddenly burst open and the familiar figure of Camren – Sirius's son in his own time – but he didn't look very happy, "what's taking so long?" he snapped.
"Sorry Phixx, James just made a joke." Sirius laughed again.
"No, it wasn't a joke!" Harry shouted and Sirius stopped laughing.
"Stop messing about Prongs and lets go down to breakfast, I want to miss Evans today." Camren snapped and left.
Harry gawped after him, wasn't he confused about all this?
Sirius placed his hand on Harry's shoulder with a worried look, "sure you okay mate?" he asked kindly.
Harry quickly put on a fake smile, "yeah, I'm fine Padfoot." He said cheerily and went on a hunt for his clothes.
Harry didn't know if he could get away with passing off his father, did he know enough about the Marauders? Harry found it quite weird to look at himself in the mirror and not see his mother's green eyes or his scar but it was a nice change.
He went down to the common room with Sirius; waiting for them was Camren, a younger and healthier looking Remus and Harry had to refrain himself from hurting Peter who smiled happily at them.
"Don't you think it was a little early in the morning to be making jokes Prongs?" Camren asked stiffly.
"Maybe." Harry said quietly.
The Marauders raised their eyebrows at him, "right!" Remus said loudly, "food!"
Camren wrapped his arm around Remus's shoulder and they walked off. Sirius did the same thing and they went after him.
It was very early and barely any students were out; one was involved in his homework while walking down the corridor, he was younger than Harry but looked like Sirius.
"Good morning Regs!" Camren greeted.
Regs stopped and looked up, "oh, good morning Phixx." He greeted and held out his homework, "can you check this for me?"
Camren took it and he and Remus started looking over it, whispering in hushed voices.
Regs looked around the rest of the group, "mornin' Remus, Sirius, - " a slight look of dislike passed Regs's young face as he looked at Peter, " – Peter." He said painfully, he finally looked at Harry, "morning James, your eyes are nice, they suit you. The scars a bit odd though." Regs laughed.
Harry couldn't believe it; this kid could see his real eye colour and his scar, how?
Camren handed Regs his homework back, "it's really good." He told him kindly.
Regs beamed and carried on walking but walked back to Harry and looked him right in the eyes, "you're not James." He whispered and ran his fingers gently over the scar that was no longer there, something Harry never let anyone do, "so who are you?" Regs asked.
"My name is Harry James Potter. I'm barely sixteen and I have no idea how I got here." Harry said in frustration.
Regs turned to the Marauders, shrugged and walked off. The Marauders exchanged looks before pushing Harry into a tapestry that led to a small room.
Someone lit their wand, "right, so questions only our Prongs would know." Came Sirius's voice from behind him.
"What's your middle name?" asked Remus from in front of him.
"I don't know, er, Alan?" Harry tried.
"What would happen if you swallow the Black Lake water?" asked Camren from his right.
"I'll get ill." Harry said, starting to feel nervous.
"What's your prized item?" asked Peter from his left.
"My broomstick?" Harry suggested.
There was silence in the dark, "okay, so you're not James." Sirius said slowly.
"So who are you? Snape?" Camren hissed.
"No! My name is Harry Potter. I'm James's son. And why don't you find any of this weird Camren?" he asked him.
"Well I do find this a little weird." Camren admitted.
"No, I mean being here. In this time." Harry corrected himself.
Camren laughed, "Because this is my time."
"What?" Harry breathed but suddenly found himself being shoved out of the room.
"If you're from the future, then what are we like?" Peter squeaked.
Harry took a breath and pointed to each Marauder as he said what happened to them, "Sirius, you spent thirteen years in Azkaban, you escaped, were on the run and now you're living in the House of Black with your son, Camren, and your brother Regulus. Remus, your still a werewolf but you had a job as my Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher in my third year, but had to leave because Snape let slip that you were a werewolf and now your dating Tonks. Peter you're a traitor and betrayed my parents and your working for either Voldermort or Carmen. And Camren you died, created a new life, you're now Sirius's son and now can only been seen in mirrors."
They all gapped at him, "what about James?" Remus breathed.
"Dead. Along with my mother; Lily Evans. They were killed by Voldermort." Harry explained simply.
Sirius gave a strange laugh, "Lily, 'miss-perfect-at-everything-and-won't-give-anyone-a-chance-especially-James', Evans is your mother?" he asked.
Harry nodded and all the Marauders let out low whistles.
"Right." Camren exclaimed suddenly, "Do you know how you got here?" he asked Harry sternly.
"No, I just woke up like this." Harry explained.
Camren slowly nodded in thought, "so, tomorrow you just might wake up as your normal self?" he whispered mostly to himself, "but until then – " he grinned wildly at Harry, " – you'll just have to pretend to be our James."
Harry gave him a shocked look as the others agreed, "quick Prongs info!" Sirius exclaimed.
"James's middle name is Elliot from his ancestor." Remus told him.
"He has two younger siblings. Twins. Boy and a girl." Camren said.
"His prized position is his great-grandfather's ring that was passed down to him." Peter injected.
"James is the keeper in the Gryffindor Quiddich team, has a tattoo on his arse, is now being bitter-sweet to Evans, his favourite lesson is DADA and whatever Snivellus does or says to you, do much worse back to him." Sirius told him in one go and looked very red afterwards.
"Now, can you remember all that?" they all asked him at once.
Harry gave an uncertain nod, Sirius sighed and placed his arm around Harry's shoulders around, "don't worry, we'll tell you anything about James through the day if you need it."
All the Marauders gave him brotherly looks and it was then that Harry could see why they were such strong friends, well except Peter. They suddenly burst out laughing, until someone called Camren's name.
They all turned to the voice; dark red hair, ivory skin and vivid green eyes. Harry's normal eyes. Lily Evans.
Harry gasped at her but she walked past him and stood tall in front of Camren, which was hard considering they were all about a head above her, who gave a her a bored look, "what do you want Evans?" he snapped.
"Do you think you were being funny when you dyed all of the Slytherins hair pink and their uniforms rainbow?" Lily snapped.
Camren, Remus and Sirius begun to laugh uncontrollably and Harry noticed that Lily got even more annoyed, "you are so immature!" she shouted above them.
"That's why you love me!" Camren shouted back gleefully.
"That's right!" Lily said suddenly.
The laughter died and Lily slapped her hands over her mouth, "do you wanna say that again?" Sirius asked her slowly.
Harry could only gap at her; a mixture of shock and sudden dislike for his own mother had come over him. Lily looked around at Harry but he looked away, thinking that would be what his father might have done.
Camren burst out into spiteful laughter, "you are unbelievable!" he shouted, "you will stop at nothing to hurt James."
"No!" Lily retaliated, "I mean it."
That stabbed at Harry's heart, even though he knew that his father got his mother in the end it still hurt to hear her say that she wanted someone else.
Camren gave Lily a great look of dislike, he lent forward, "lies." He hissed, "to quote you, my dear Evans, you make me sick."
And with that Sirius steered Harry around to Lily, who looked slightly heart broken, and after Camren and Remus as they made their way to breakfast.
The day seemed to go pretty simply, no one asked any awkward questions and the Marauders made sure the stay very clear of Lily. It wasn't until they were making their way back to their dorm that the trouble started.
"Oh, oh, oh! There was this one time, me and James were hiding behind a tapestry and McGonaglle was walking past and we jumped out, thinking she was Slytherin or something, and we soaked her to the bone!" Sirius was telling Harry loudly as they got to the portrait of the Fat Lady, "we got a weeks worth of detentions."
They all burst out laughing, Harry had found that he hadn't laughed this much in his whole life and it didn't even seem like the Marauders were trying to make it special.
"I think they should bring back the old punishments." Sneered a voice from the other end of the corridor, "they might beat some sense into you."
Their laughter died as a hook-nosed, greasy-haired figure came towards them, "professor Snape?" Harry said without thinking; he hadn't seen Snape all day due to avoiding Evans – Camren had explained that Snape was following Lily around like a puppy trying to get her to forgive him.
"What did you just say Potter?" Snape snapped.
"Get bent Snivellus!" Harry said slightly loud but he found it quite fun to say to the man who made his life a total misery.
The Marauders laughed, "nice one Prongs!" Remus said slapping him on the back.
"What do you want grease ball?" Sirius asked Snape through laughter.
A tiny twinge of pink came across Snape's cheeks, "I want to talk to Karn." He said sternly.
"Well, I don't want to talk to you." Camren snapped back.
"But, it's about Lily." Snape said with urgency in his voice.
"Didn't you hear him? Or do you have too much grease stuck in your ears that you're deaf?" Harry asked spitefully. 'Its quite fun being my dad.' Harry thought happily, 'Snape can't give me a detention for speaking the truth.'
The Marauders laughed again and Snape's colour got deeper. Suddenly Snape pulled out his wand, there was a blinding light and Harry was flung backwards with great force.
"Harry!" they all exclaimed, obviously without thinking, as they ran to his side.
"You total git!" Sirius hissed at Snape.
A funny cold sensation had come over Harry, it was like a Dementor attack but he didn't feel unhappy, he placed his hand to heart and was shocked to find that it was as cold as the Black Lake water.
"Are you okay?" Remus asked him kindly.
"I feel … cold." Harry said slowly and he felt the cold spread to his lungs, making it harder for him to breath.
Harry saw Camren get to his feet, "look Snape! Evans will never forgive you, not after what you said. I'm not your friend anymore, and I will not help you so why don't you just get lost! And leave us alone!"
Harry was lifted to his feet by Remus and Sirius, Camren gave the password but not before hexing Snape so he grew a nose on his forehead and two very large boils under his eyes; the common Room was just as warm as Harry remembered it, they sat Harry on the couch next to someone who had fallen asleep.
Sirius stayed by Harry's side as Camren and Remus went upstairs, complaining about Snape, Peter sat on the floor in front of him but Harry ignored him as the coldness crept over his stomach, "w-w-w-w-wh-what is t-t-this sp-sp-spell?" he asked through chattering teeth.
"It will mildly freeze your inners, one of Snape's favourites to use on us, never lasts very long but we have the antidote anyway." Sirius explained as he wrapped him his own robe.
Camren and Remus quickly returned with a steaming mug of something red, Harry took it and it instantly warmed his frozen fingers and when he drunk it, it was the most wonderful feeling Harry had ever had, until smoke started to come out of his mouth and ears.
The person next to Harry gave a cough and woke up; she gave a groggy look at them and waved the smoke away, "what are you lot playing at?" she snapped.
"Why! If it isn't the love of my life, Lily Evans!" Camren exclaimed overly sarcastic.
Lily's eyes grew wide, looked away embarrassed, then turned to look at Harry who took another swig of the potion so fresh steam started coming out of his ears, "what happened to him?" she asked.
"Snape." Remus said simply.
Lily didn't say anything else; she quickly grabbed her book and vanished up to her dorm.
"Nobody ever mentioned that Lily fancied Camren." Harry told them.
Camren shrugged, "it's a passing crush. She get over it." He said.
"Would you have done all of this for my dad?" Harry asked them.
"Of course we would!" Sirius said loudly, "We're his friends and practically his brothers."
Harry felt happy in that knowledge, he yawn widely, the others did too. Harry watched Camren and Remus squeeze with ease into the same chair and half fall asleep, like they had done it millions of times. Sirius snuggled onto Harry's shoulder, 'he must do that with my dad.' Harry thought. Peter curled up in front of the fire and they all quickly fell to sleep.
Harry thought that to an onlooker this must look like the most peaceful sight but that horrid niggle appeared at the back of Harry's mind reminding him of Peter's betrayal, Camren's death, Remus's loneliness and Sirius abandonment. It made Harry very unhappy to think of so he banished those thoughts deep inside his mind and drifted to sleep, but not before putting the mug down first.
Harry's final thought before he fell completely asleep was; "I wonder how my dad is doing in my time?"