Chapter Four:

Mystery Boy Revealed

"So, you see, professor, Harry just disappeared," finished Hermione. Professor McGonagall looked rather worried.

"Do you have any idea where he went?"

"Yes, actually. About twenty years ago." Professor McGonagall sighed.

"I figured as much," she sighed. "You probably wanted to meet his parents?" Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"Yes," they said together. McGonagall looked at them gravely.

"You did realize that James and Lily were not in love yet, correct?" Hermione and Ron looked confused, unaware of what this had to do with Harry. "This means," McGonagall continued, "that Lily could possibly fall for someone else." Hermione covered her mouth with her hands.

"That's just not right!" shouted Ron. "Then Harry won't exist!" McGonagall nodded.

"Exactly."

"But I don't have my Time-turner," said Hermione. "How can we get Harry?" Ron leaned up against a low bookshelf, trying to think. Just then the bookshelf came crashing to the ground, revealing dozens of hidden Time-turners.

"I believe that Mr. Weasley has found the answer."

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Harry woke up panting and breaking out in a cold sweat. A nightmare. That's all that it was. He had no trouble remembering what his nightmare was about. It had seemed so real. A girl. Yes, there was a girl. And I was stuck in a corner. She was coming closer, closer. I couldn't see what she looked like, she was covered by shadow. Then as she was an inch from my face, I saw who she was. She had red hair, green eyes…Harry yelled out about the thought of his mother trying to kiss him.

"Eergh," moaned Lupin in his sleep. Sirius, who was sleeping in a hammock because he gave his bed up for Harry, fell out and onto the floor.

"Cookies!" he yelled as he woke up. He looked around and seeing no signs of Kreacher, climbed back into his hammock. James woke up and looked at Harry.

"You okay?"

"Um, yeah. Just had a nightmare."

"Oh, what was it about?"

"Girls."

"Oh. Them. They're scary. Maybe you could talk to Evans…awww." he moaned at the fact of a Mystery Boy.

"It's okay, Prongs," said Sirius. "Look at how many girls I've gone through."

"But, this is different. This is the girl of my dreams we're talking about."

"And daydreams." Lupin muttered once again. Then he walked out into the hallway where he saw Lily snogging Peter. (A/N: Emily—Mwah ha ha! You should have seen the looks on your faces!

Lacey—Emily? What are you doing to our story!

Emily—Tee hee…nothing…

Meredith—Emily! You have a sick mind!

Emily—Heh, heh. No, seriously, guys, Lily snogging Peter is gross. That would never happen.

Lacey—Back on topic now…)

"And daydreams," Lupin muttered once again. Peter snored loudly. (A/N: See? No snogging.) Harry decided he would have to take action. Lupin, noticing Harry looked so glum asked:

"Do you want to be back in your own time?"

"Kinda. I really miss my friends, Ron and Hermione. And Ginny. I wonder what they're doing now."

OoO

"What?" asked Ron. "What have I found?" McGonagall sighed.

"Turn around, Ron," said Hermione, twirling her finger. Ron looked behind him.

"Whoa," he said. He turned to McGonagall. "Where'd these come from?"

"Never mind that, Mr. Weasley," said Professor McGonagall. "Quickly grab one and go. We can't afford to waste any time." Hermione grabbed one of the many Time-turners and placed it around her and Ron's neck. She twisted it slowly, this time making sure that it wouldn't fall out of her hands. Once finished twisting the dial, she let go and she and Ron disappeared from McGonagall's office.

OoO

James, Sirius, Harry, Lupin, and Lily all walked to breakfast. Sirius had bags under his eyes, as he kept waking up in the middle of the night screaming about cookies.

"Sirius," said Lupin when they sat down at the Gryffindor table, "you really need to talk to somebody about this. You can't keep on waking up and shouting about—"

"COOKIES!" Sirius screeched, making everyone in the Great Hall jump. Professor Flitwick was so surprised that he toppled out of his chair at the high table. The other teachers began rubbing their temples as Sirius discovered that Mad-Eye Moody, Kreacher, or the cookies were not hiding in the Great Hall.

James, on the other hand, was smiling and waving at the back of Lily's head. After she didn't turn around to at least glare at him, he gave up and started looking for Peter. Harry sat down next to Sirius today and at that moment, he remembered that it was a Hogsmeade weekend.

"Oh, great," Harry thought as Lily stood up and approached him.

"Hey, Harry," Lily said when she finally reached him. Harry started slowly inching down the bench towards the end of the table. "I was wondering whether you were going to Hogsmeade with anybody."

"Well…um," Harry stuttered, trying to think of any kind of excuse to leave at the moment. "Actually…"

"COOKIES!" bellowed Sirius, practically jumping through the enchanted ceiling. There was a loud bang right in the center of the table. Smoke filled the hall and as it cleared, Ron and Hermione were standing in the middle of the Gryffindor table. Hermione lost her balance and fell over into Harry's lap. Lily glared at her.

"Let me guess," she said. "Ginny?" Hermione and Harry looked at each other.

"No!" they shouted together. Hermione scrambled out of Harry's lap.

"No," said Harry again. "She's just a friend." Hermione nodded quickly and held out her hand towards Lily.

"Hello," she said. "I'm Hermione Granger." Lily hesitantly shook her hand.

"Lily Evans."

"Potter," coughed Ron. Lily and James looked at him.

"What?" they both asked. Ron shook his head. Harry was about to introduce his friends to them but was interrupted by someone.

"POTTER!" yelled out Snape.

"COOKIES!" yelled Sirius…again. James looked to where Snape was sitting and saw that from Ron and Hermione's entrance, all of the food on the Gryffindor table was everywhere else. Including the majority of the Slytherin table. Ron turned to Harry.

"Hey, Harry?" asked Ron.

"What?"

"Since this is the past, do you think that I could…I don't know, do something to someone?" Harry shrugged.

"I guess so."

"Yes!" Ron got up and left the table. "I've always wanted to do this," he muttered. He walked up to Snape. "You evil, slimy, ugly git!" he shouted. And he punched Snape clear in the nose. The Marauders started whooping wildly.

"That kid's awesome!" shouted James. "What's your name?"

"Uh, Ron Weasley." Sirius pointed at him and jumped around.

"Weasley! Oh! Oh! He's a Weasley! Arthur Weasley's kid!" Ron looked at him and his ears turned red.

"Yeah…" started Ron.

"Do you have any siblings?" asked Sirius.

"Yeah, six," said Ron, not knowing what this had to do with anything. Sirius stared at him, eyes widened.

"Whoa!" he leaned toward James. "Molly sure is one baby-making machine," he muttered. Lily and Hermione both slapped him. Sirius rubbed where they slapped him. "Jeez," he said.

Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, Snape was growling with hate. He picked up a bowl of oatmeal and flung a large portion of it at Ron. Ron and James both managed to duck, but it hit poor John Diggory in the back of the head. (A/N: John DiggoryAmos's little brother.)

"Why you!" he shouted. He grabbed some pancakes, with syrup still on them, and threw them. Harry dodged it, but it went into the face of Xiao Lin—soon to be Chang—and the syrup got into her hair. She let out a shriek and picked up the pumpkin juice jug and poured it on a random Gryffindor student. The Gryffindors all grabbed their spoons and scooped up some oatmeal or whatever was on the table, and aimed at the Slytherin table.

"Fire!" yelled James. The oatmeal landed on their targets. The Slytherins grabbed any food on the table and flung it in random directions. Before long, the food fight was in an uproar. Flitwick managed to get back on his stool, before being hit by scrambled eggs and fell off again. Lucius got jelly on his shirt and ran out of the room, once again, crying and yelling at how much the shirt cost. One of the Ravenclaws threw an oatmeal cookie at Sirius.

"AAAAHHHH!" he screamed. He ran out of the Great Hall screaming about cookies.

The final blow was when a Hufflepuff girl hit Filch with bacon. He yelled and cursed and declared that all the students will have detention. Professor Dumbledore managed to calm him down, as usual, and led him out of the Great Hall.

Harry could swear that he had never, ever seen McGonagall's lips as thin as they were now. This was not good.

"What is the meaning of all this!" she demanded. The fighting instantly stopped. "Who is responsible for this!" All eyes turned to James.

"What?" asked James defensively. "I didn't do it!" McGonagall glared at him.

"Mr. Potter, what do you have to say for yourself?" James brightened up.

"Man, this was the best day of my life. And it was all thanks to Snivellus, here. Thanks for throwing that oatmeal!" McGonagall walked over to where Snape was and shortly after, they left the Great Hall, with McGonagall dragging Snape by his ear. Harry looked at his friends.

"Uh, Ron, Hermione? Can I talk to you for a sec?" He grabbed both of their arms and dashed out of the room. They passed Sirius, who was huddling in a corner and clutching his knees.

"Cookie…cookie…cookie…" he was muttering as he rocked back and forth. They walked until they were in a deserted hallway.

"Okay," started Harry. "This is my problem…"

What will Ron and Hermione do once they hear Harry's disturbing problem? What will James do if and when he finds out? And will Sirius finally get mental help?