James' Time turner - a Harry Potter fanfiction: Chapter 4;
Previously in Chapter three;
"Where going to meet Professor Dumbeldore? Oh how exciting!" Hugo exclaimed.
"What do you mean? Why haven't you met him before, erm.. Hugo?" Sirius asked in an astonished looking face.
"Now you've done it Hugo!" Fred exclaimed, while shooting a look towards Hugo. Sirius caught sight of this and immediately understood that this meant that Professor Dumbeldore was in fact, dead!
"Who else dies?" He asked into the silence that had occurred since Hugo had last spoke. Little did he know that he was about to learn about his own death!
Nobody spoke. Nobody moved. Sirius Black was looking expectantly at James, as he was the oldest, to deliver the news about peoples deaths. James' mind was racing. How could he tell his own Uncle, that he was going to die In less then 10 months?
"I demand to know! Wipe my mind afterwards if you have to, but I want to know who dies!" Sirius said, looking determined to find out the truth.
"Alright, alright!" James spoke quietly, hoping not to deliver the news to Sirius. "You might want to call Professor Dumbeldore and everyone else first, so we don't have to tell you more then once..."
"Of course. Sit down everyone." Sirius said, before walking over to the fire place, flooing Dumbeldore, and coming back and sitting down. "So, why did you come here? What made you break the time turner?"
"Well, it's my birthday today you see, I just turned 14, so everyone was around our house, Potter Manor, to celebrate." Said James, clearly enjoying that he was the one who was telling the story.
"Well happy birthday James... your only a year younger than your father... That sounds really weird-" Sirius said, a look of confusion across his face.
"Thanks, I think," James replied before continuing with the story, "Anyway, I just happened to come across a time turner in my dad's office, in the Ministry of Magic, and I brought it home and hid it in my bedroom." James said, almost insolently.
"You just happened to come by it, hey James? Like you just happened to find the Marauder's Map and the invisibility cloak, which were in Dad's locked office?" Said Albus, a smile clearly appearing on his face.
"Are you two always at each other's throats?" Asked Sirius, his dog like laugh echoing through the room.
"Yes we are, but don't worry about it, he's just jealous because I'm the first born and the best child, and Lily's the smallest and most precious child." Said James, as he could see anger rising in Albus' face, yet again.
"Shut it James." Albus shouted, "carry on with your story. Where were you? Oh yes, you had accidentally come across a time turner.."
"As I was saying, I got the time turner out of my room this afternoon when everyone had come around to celebrate my birthday, and Albus tried to grab it off me. He said I was being immature and I was already in enough trouble with Mum and Dad. As he tried to grab it, the chain broke and it smashed on the floor. The room then went all dizzy, and we were transported from Potter Manor in 2020, to 12 grimmauld place, in 1995." Said James, a smile playing on his face, "so really, it is all Albus' fault."
At this Albus stormed off, Sirius hot on his heels, and ran up the many flights of stairs and entered the room that was his holiday bedroom at grimmauld place, but it seemed to have an occupant at the moment. It was covered with quidditch posters and beneath the bed, there was a trunk labeled HP. It was his fathers bedroom, for when he stayed at his godfathers house, Sirius Black's house. He slammed the door shut, threw himself on the bed and began to cry. He then heard a knock on the door, and the creak of the door opening. "Go away James!" He shouted, crying into his pillow.
"It's Uncle Sirius, not James!"
"Oh." Albus replied, while sitting up on the bed and drying his eyes. "I'm fine, really! Just go away, I'm sure James will want to speak to you and tell you a load of lies again!" He said, while looking at the quidditch posters upon the wall. Sirius noticed his keen interest in the posters, and decided to cheer him up a bit.
"This is your Dad's room, you know. He decorated it himself. I've never seen him happier than when he's here." He stopped and sat on the bed next to Albus, and pointed up at a poster. "There the Cuddley Canons. Ronald Weasley brought them for his birthday. I've never seen him smile as much as he did when Ron gave him a present. Your very lucky to have a family that love you, you know Albus. Your dad only ever had the Weasley's and me as near family. Your family love you Albus, even James does. You should be grateful for what you have, and just ignore James." He finished, got up to leave, but before he left the room, Albus began to speak again.
"I know! Dad's told me all about his childhood. How he only felt happy if you or the Weasley's were with him. How he loved you very much, how he was devastated when you died. How he grieved for a year after your death... This is my room now, when we visit here." Albus said, tears reappearing in his eyes.
"I-I-I die?" Sirius asked, worry upon his face. Albus just realised what he had just said. He tried to speak, but no words were coming out. He felt horrified that he had just told his Uncle he was going to die. Lucky, Sirius spoke first.
"When?" One simple word. Albus knew he had to tell him.
"This year, in the department of mysteries. Dad figured out he had a memory connection with Voldermort. Voldermort sent Dad a false vision of him torturing you. Dad, Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, Mum and many others went to save you. But it was a trap. The death eaters were waiting for them. They were trapped. The order came to save them. There was a massive battle. Bellatrix Lestrange stunned you with a spell, and you fell into the death veil." Albus finished, staring up to his Uncle. He could see tears in his eyes, and shock and worry on his face. Then he spoke.
"I better be extra nice to Harry this year then." He spoke, while tears streamed down his cheeks. "If it's the last summer I'm going to spend with him." Albus stood up, approached his Uncle, and hugged him, before leading him out of the room.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just my brain can't control my big mouth! I won't say any more until dad arrives." Albus said, locking eyes with his Uncle.
"It's fine Albie. I would of found out soon enough anyway!" Sirius' smile warmed up Albus, and they reentered the kitchen, where they found all the Weasley's, Dumbeldore, Harry and Hermione with there jaws dropped opened, and there bodies frozen from shock.
"Well, this is going to be interesting to explain." James said, a smile forming on his lips. "I'm James Sirius Potter, from the year 2020!" Gasped formed around the room. It all went silent, but then Harry spoke.
"How?"
N/A: thanks again for all the lovely comments. I'm really enjoying writing this story, so please no bad comments, I'm trying my hardest:) I'll try and update again tomorrow night or sometime during the week as I'm back at school tomorrow. Thanks again xx:)