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This chapter is probably going to be the shortest chapter in this story on a whole. I wanted to focus on this scene, and I felt like the end of this chapter was a nice place to cut it off. Heh.

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To answer a few people's questions, this story will alternate mainly between Hermione and Remus's POV's. Occasionally I may write a small thing from one of the other character's perspectives, but definitely not as often. Currently the story is going to be more from Remus's point of view.

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A gentle drizzle is beginning, Remus feels it lightly hitting him, and he looks at his companions and sees that there are tiny, dark spots appearing on their shirts. The water droplets are falling onto James's and his look-alike's glasses, and he can see the small droplets are beginning to gather on the others' skin.

"Who are you?" Remus watches as Sirius grabs the boy that looks startlingly like James by the face. The boy is gazing at Sirius in wonder, and doesn't seem overtly bothered by the fact that Sirius is squishing his face.

"Harry-" The boy begins, but his female companion steps forward, and Remus catches a glance of James on his left as he tightens his grip on the girl.

"Don't tell them your last name," the girl says calmly.

"Why shouldn't he do that, pet?" Sirius sneers at the girl, and Remus rolls his eyes. Even when suspicious Sirius couldn't help himself from flirting with pretty girls.

"Because you wouldn't believe us," the girl says, from this angle Remus could tell that her brow is knitted together, however she doesn't look worried. It was almost as if the three of them know exactly who they are.

"Oi, mate. Lupin," the tall, lithe, ginger haired man that Remus is currently holding at wand point grunts, "your grip round my neck is a bit tight." Remus hadn't even noticed that he was squeezing down on the boy's throat, and he immediately loosens his grip.

"How do you know his name?" Sirius's head snaps in the boy's direction, grey eyes sharp and alert.

"Hermione, can we just bloody tell them? They're just getting more agitated with how vague our answers are," the ginger haired boy sighs.

"Ronald," the girl starts, head turning toward him, leaning forward so their eyes meet, "we don't want to mess with the timeline, whatever is going on here, we have to be careful what we tell them."

"Well Hermione, seeing as I don't see the lovely, white light that decided to drop us in the past anywhere, I'm sure it's safe to assume we're stuck here...and just by being here we've changed the future already," Ronald as she called him says sardonically, angling his head in her direction.

"But-"

"Would both of you, please, stop bickering?" Harry snaps from the middle. "Since we don't know how we got here, we may as well introduce ourselves, and get this show on the road." Except his words come out a bit slurred and funny since Sirius still has a firm grasp on his face.

His two companions are silent for a moment before they both nod, "fine," they chorus.

"Right, I'm Hermione Granger," the girl says stiffly, rolling one of her shoulders.

"Ron Weasley, pleasure to make your acquaintance...though we kind of already met…" Ron trails off, and Remus gets the impression that he is probably now lost in thought.

The middle boy takes a deep breath and then says the words that instantly make Remus's blood run cold, because it simply couldn't be possible, "my name is Harry Potter...and we're from the future."

Remus doesn't even get time to properly react before Sirius pulls back his hand and crashes his fist straight into the boy's face.

Harry stumbles back, head tipping upwards as he holds his face, "fuck's sake."

Hermione clearly is not impressed, because she rams her elbow into James's stomach, causing him to loosen his grip-just enough for her to slip out of his grasp-and she raises her wand at Sirius's head.

"I knew you were hot headed in your youth Sirius, but really...punching your Godson in the face?" Hermione tsks.

Remus hears footsteps, and then appearing past a piece of rubble he sees reinforcements-they had probably wondered where they were since this was only meant to be a reconnaissance mission-Kingsley sees the scene, clearly making a rash assumption, and before Remus can tell him not to, a flash of red light flies out of his wand and slams into the curly haired witch.