A Twist In Time

Well Hello evry1 reading this, its chapter three and wat do we say? YIPEEE well thats watt i say nywaii... yes nywaii well this ones longer than the previous 2 and enjoy. Bye.

Chapter 3: Talk

James Potter walked slowly down the hall with his three best friends. It was quiet and that was quite an oddity for their group. It was well known that their loud, uproarious voices could drown out anyone's voice, even that of a banshee. And thus it was no surprise that their silence had shocked a fellow student into hysterics. However, it was not for nothing that they walked to their dormitories in complete silence. You see, it was not everyday that a boy who looked exactly like you, fell out of the sky, landed in the great hall and asked what year it was. It just didn't happen. And yet it had. James rounded the corner and walked up to the portrait of the fat lady. She was sitting in her frame, peering eagerly around. Once she spotted them, she squealed with delight.

"Is it true? Is it true? Your long-lost twin brother just fell out of the sky and actually shouted at Dumbledore?" James looked at her pitifully. Leave it to the school to start spreading absolutely ridiculous rumours. James quickly dropped the thought, seeing as most of the time, he was behind these rumours. Peter, however, quickly fell into a fit of laughter.

"Yeah," he sniggered. "And you're the fat lady, right?" The three boys looked at him strangely. Sirius rolled his eyes.

"Well, that's Peter, isn't it?" he said lowly. Peter immediately stopped sniggering. "C'mon lady, stop your squealing. The password's 'Azkaban', right James?" James nodded and clambered into the portrait hole and walked up to his favourite chair. He dropped onto the chair tiredly and waited for the rest to join him. A big discussion was coming. A very big discussion was coming. Sure enough, once they had all seated themselves comfortably, Sirius started jumping up and down in his seat excitedly.

"So what do you think?" he asked. When no-one answered he prodded them on. "You know, about the flying boy?" At this they all burst out laughing. You could always rely on Sirius to get their adrenaline pumping. James waited excitedly. Now the real conversation would start.

"Quite strange isn't it?" started Remus slowly. "Some boy comes falling from the sky, and apart from the fact that he looks like Prongs' twin, he challenges Dumbledore." James found it was time for him to start talking.

"I'm not so worried that he shouted at Dumbledore or the fact that he looks exactly like me. We can put those aside for now." At this Remus and Sirius raised their eyebrows. "I just wanna know how he's gonna explain to Dumbledore exactly how and why he came tumbling from the sky."

"James is right," piped up peter. "It's one those never-thought-I'd-live-to-see-it sorta things, you know?" James nodded and promised to further investigate just when Peter had got so smart.

"Maybe something went wrong when he was apparating or something," said Sirius, his face crinkled in thought. Remus frowned at Sirius.

"You can't apparate in and out of Hogwarts, cheese-brain."

"I think you mean 'pickle-brain'," laughed Sirius. Remus shot him a dirty.

"No, actually, it's pea-brain," countered James. Both Sirius and Remus shot him a dirty.

"Well," ground out Remus. "The point is you can't apparate in and out of Hogwarts. It's in Hogwarts, A history." Sirius and James rolled their eyes.

"How about a Port-key? I mean that should make sense, right?" asked James confusedly. Remus shook his head.

"I'm sure the same goes for Port-keys Prongs."

"What about the other five?" asked Sirius eagerly. "Where'd you think they came from?"

"Maybe they fell out of the sky as well," said Peter with a shrug of his shoulders. They looked at James and he merely shrugged his shoulders. They then turned to Remus.

"Why are you looking at me?" he asked ,pointing a finger to his chest. "It's like I would know!"

"Damn it Moony," sighed Sirius. "You're the smart one, find a way around it!" Remus looked at his hands and James was sure that he would not come up with the solution, smart or not. They would have to work their way around it.

"Guys, am I right in saying that Dumbledore told the weirdo's to go his office?" asked James in a very sly voice. Sirius immediately caught on. A broad-grin broke out on his face.

"What are you suggesting, Prongsie my smart man," he said slyly, knowing very well what James was proposing they do. Remus looked at the both of them strangely before sighing.

"Very well, where's the cloak? And the map too, I'm thinking," grumbled Remus. Sirius let out an excited squeal. He jumped out of his chair and sprinted to their rooms. James was smiling at his friend's idiotic behavior, Remus was muttering to himself and Peter was looking around confusedly. Peter caught James' eyes.

"Err…Prongs…what exactly are we doing?" James rolled his eyes. Who was he kidding? Peter was absolutely not smart.

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Harry stood near Dumbledore's desk, softly running his finger over some of the runes engraved on a silver instrument. The runes were that of an unusual kind, they were not only rare but they held many secrets. But in truth, Harry couldn't even see these runes. He was deep in thought. He had been running over the night's events for the last ten minutes, trying to see exactly how they had been sent twenty years back in time. In fact, Harry was so deep in thought he did not realise Dumbledore was trying to get his attention.

"Harry? Harry?" Harry was flung out of his reverie. He looked around to see everyone looking at him. He turned to Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry," said Harry apologetically. "I didn't hear you. I was…well what is it you wanted?"

"Harry," started Dumbledore. "In order for me to be able to send you back, to your time that is, I need to know what brought you here."

"But Professor Dumbledore," cut in Hermione. "Anything we tell you will undoubtedly change the future. And it may not be for the better. In fact, it was actually you who told me that. If Harry told you what happened, surely then we are changing the future." Dumbledore looked at her thoughtfully.

"Miss Granger, you seem to be a very intelligent witch," said Dumbledore making Hermione blush. "But you must understand that in order for you and your friends to be sent back I must know what caused this to happen. I do not necessarily mean for you to tell me everything. Only everything I need to know." Hermione looked at him for a while before nodding. She then looked at Harry and nodded. Harry looked at her before smiling grimly.

"Well Hermione," said Harry, the smile on his face growing. "You know the drill. Start me off." At this, everyone laughed. Hermione calmed herself before starting.

"Well," she started and Harry was sure she was trying to figure out the best way to say what she needed to without giving away too much. "Due to some…unusual occurrences we were forced to hide in the Room Of Requirements, are you familiar with it sir?" Dumbledore looked at Hermione before shaking his head. "You see the room moulds itself into what the user wants it to become. You walk three times in front of it thinking hard on what you want-"

"-And then it opens," finished Dumbledore. Hermione looked at him strangely before slowly nodding her head. "Continue." Hermione gave a quick nod and started pacing the room.

"Yes, well when we entered the room it was different to what we had wished for. The room looked like a small, grimy dungeon and it had no door which was quite odd. I also noticed it had a really high ceiling. In fact, I couldn't even see the top. Am I right guys?" She looked around the room, seeking reassurance.

"Yeah actually," said Ron confusedly, running his hands through his hair. "I remember noticing that and laughing at how odd it seemed that a room so small had a ceiling as tall as…as…as well I dunno. Just really tall, that's all." Ginny nodded her head in agreement. Harry looked closely at Ginny and saw that her brows were furrowed in concentration. She was obviously deep in thought. Harry moved forward.

"Hermione, why don't you let Ginny take it from here?" said Harry, giving Hermione a pointed look. Harry knew that when something was on Ginny's mind, it was much better to let her take it out. Hermione observed Ginny closely before nodding her head in agreement.

"Okay," said Ginny determinedly. "Well, we were discussing exactly how we had gotten trapped in that room, much the same as now, when the room started to shake. Like there was an earthquake or something. We all like tensed and tried to hold on but the shaking got really bad. I remember being tossed around and I remember falling on someone. And then I sorta blacked out." She paused and looked up at everyone sheepishly, as if thinking whether she should trust them with something. Harry nodded encouragingly and she let out a deep breath. "But there is one thing I do remember, I'm not…well…exactly sure if it's a dream or something, but I remember seeing a lot of…erm… white and silver light. Did any of you guys see it?"

"Yeah," they all chorused, all except for Harry, that is. Harry turned to Dumbledore who was watching him intently.

"I think I can explain that," said Harry lowly. Everyone spun to face him. "Well not all of it." He paused. "When the shaking was getting real bad and we were all being tossed around like a bunch of Quaffles, I'm not sure if you guys saw but the ceiling came crashing down."

"But how," said Neville excitedly. "I thought we established there was no ceiling."

"Well, no we didn't really, we merely established it was too high for us to see. But there was a ceiling; I saw these big slabs of rock coming down at me. But that's not important. As the ceiling was coming down there was all this white light coming down with it. It looked like an avalanche or something; you know all this white stuff coming down at you. I have no idea how or why, so don't ask me."

"Fair enough, but what about the silver light?" asked Neville and Harry thought he detected a quiver in the boys voice. He looked closely at Neville and saw that he was shaking, ever so slightly. Harry sighed grumpily. This would have a bad effect on all of them, especially Neville who usually couldn't keep a calm head in a tricky situation. Harry looked at the rest of them and saw that they were patiently waiting for him to continue.

"The silver light was from me," said Harry with a sigh. The strain of the spell was starting to show on him. His eyes were lined with red from the constant strain to stay awake and his hair which was usually messy now resembled a lion's mane. However, his speech didn't falter. Harry knew that it was essential that Dumbledore knew everything in order for them to be able to return to the future."I saw all that stuff tumbling down on us and I figured that we'd all die unless I done something. So I cast a spell to save us."

"What did you cast?" asked Dumbledore thoughtfully.

"The Amphidius." Hermione let out a gasp while the rest looked at him blankly.

"But Harry," she squealed half excitedly, half angrily. "That was dangerous. We had only learnt the spell in theory and we all knew the effects it could have on a person. You agreed with me to never attempt it." Harry looked at her hopelessly.

"Hermione I knew the risks, but what did you expect me to do? I'd rather take the risk than die, wouldn't you?" he said exhaustedly. His exhaustion must have shown because she kept quiet. Ginny stood up and walked over to him. She took hold of his hand and guided him over to the couch next to her.

"You look real pale, have a seat." Ginny sat Harry down and placed her arm around his neck. She drew him close to her and gave him a reassuring smile. Harry smiled at her before looking at Dumbledore.

"So Professor, does that help you?" asked Harry weakly. Dumbledore stayed quiet for a while, thoroughly looking them over. He then sighed and began to rub his temples. Harry knew that their situation was not only having a negative effect on them, but on Dumbledore too, maybe even more so. On top of controlling the school, he now had to find a way back for them.

"I do not know exactly how advanced time travel methods are in 1997 but I assure you in 1977 they are quite appalling. Although many in the Department Of Mysteries are embarking on the adventure of time, I fear it will be a long time before they have created such a device to send you six back. We are yet to discover the wonders of time." Dumbledore looked at them all sadly. Harry's breathing quickened and he felt his heart start to pound uncomfortably in his chest.

"What are you saying Professor?" asked Ron shakily. Harry looked around and noticed that everyone else wore equally frightened expressions. Of course, it was only natural seeing as they had left their whole life behind. That was not something easy to leave behind. Harry felt the grip on his shoulders tighten. He looked at Ginny and it was his turn to give her a reassuring smile.

"I am not saying anything. You must remember Mr. Weasley that anything is possible. I was merely saying that it will be a while before we have a way for you to go back."

"A while sir?" asked Harry.

"Yes, a while Harry," said Dumbledore, looking away. Harry felt his heart sink. Dumbledore was purposely avoiding his question. That could only mean bad for them.

"So what do you suggest we do while waiting?" asked Luna as though she did not care whether they returned today or next year. Hermione looked up and managed a smile.

"We research of course. We didn't learn to read for nothing." Ron grumbled and Neville let out a shaky laugh. Harry felt Ginny lean into him.

"Oh great," she whispered. "Out of all the fun things we could be doing in the past, we're gonna be reading!" She and Harry burst into silent giggles.

"Hermione is right," said Luna as Hermione gave Harry and Ginny a pointed glare. Harry and Ginny were sent into a fresh round of giggles. Luna didn't even look at them as she continued. "But I meant, where are we going to stay and sleep?"

"Watch out Hermione, Luna is taking your place. She catching on everything a lot quicker isn't she? I mean I know we were all thrown back, but you more so than anyone." Hermione shot Ron a dirty.

"Well I'll have you know-" However, Hermione was cut off as Dumbledore cleared his throat loudly. They all looked at him and were surprised to see him smiling.

"It is quite out of the question to enroll you seeing as our little…display in the Great Hall would've left quite an impression. It is also important that you have time to conduct necessary research and schoolwork will only get in the way."

"Okay, so what do we do?" asked Harry, feeling a little bit annoyed at Dumbledore. It would be much less tiring if Dumbledore was quicker to the point. "Should we maybe rent a place at Hogsmeade? Although I'm not that sure they have a place for us to stay." Harry, who had been looking at his hands while talking, looked up to see Dumbledore shaking his head.

"You will find that quite unnecessary. I have just the place to fit you six. You'll find them quite like the Head Dorms," he said while admiring the Head badges he and Hermione were wearing. Professor McGonagall had found it perfectly fitting that the two of them were given the opportunity to take on the responsibility. They all nodded, seeing as they had all been in the Dorms before, he and Hermione because they lived there and the rest had been there on late night gatherings and sometimes even to study. When Dumbledore stood up, they all followed as he led the way out of the office.

Harry followed as he led them down many staircases. He was deep in thought and even though he knew it was not good for his health to continuously bully his brain into thinking, he needed to make sense of it all. He gave quite a start when he felt Ginny take his arm. He looked up and saw her frowning at him.

"Stop stressing," she whispered. She then grinned evilly. "Or I'll give you more to stress about." She winked at him and pulled him along. When they came to a stop, Harry was shocked to see that they were on the first floor near the kitchens. They were standing in front of a long stretch of wall. Harry stared confusedly at the wall before turning his curious gaze to Dumbledore. Dumbledore was looking at them smiling.

"I want you to look at this wall," he told them mysteriously. Harry found this very odd but looked at the wall anyway. When nothing happened he looked worriedly at Dumbledore. Dumbledore continued to smile. Harry looked back to the wall and started to examine every inch of the wall. It was quite a shock when he saw the wall start to split in half. He gasped, along with the rest of the group. The wall was still splitting and Harry observed that the crack was now big enough to let several people in. Dumbledore ushered them into the crack which Harry noted had started closing just after they had entered. Harry looked at the wall and saw a large portrait with five very pretty women sitting and having tea. The women turned to them and started to talk in hushed whispers.

"It's been long-"

"-finally-"

"-wonder what the password is-"

"Good day ladies, I'm sure you'll agree it has been a long time." All the ladies nodded in unison. One of them put down her cup of tea before standing up.

"So Albus," she said cheekily. "What is the password? You know we quiver with excitement at the prospect of a new password." She smiled happily and looked at them expectantly. They turned to Dumbledore.

"Well before I leave you to decide on your password I thought I should let you know. You have access to the whole castle and anytime you feel you need a chat, please drop by." He smiled serenely at them before turning to leave. However, Hermione stopped him.

"But sir," she objected, her brow creasing. "What of the students? Won't they find it quite odd if we just popped into the library every once and a while?" Dumbledore looked at her thoughtfully.

"I will have a talk with them and I assure you, they will not get in your way."

"Thank you sir," they said in unison. Dumbledore turned and exited through a newly formed crack in the wall. Once he had left, the crack in the wall had shut again.

"So dearies, what'll it be?" They all looked at each other before Luna stepped forward.

"I think the password 'time' would be appropriate," she said airily before clambering through the newly opened portrait hole. Harry turned to the rest of them and shrugged.

"Leave it to Luna I say," he said sleepily, smirking slightly.

Oh yeh, i felt really excited to say this but HP 7 is cumin out in 8 days! Aaaaaahhhhh-im so excited-and i jus cant hide it! lol.