November 14, 1975

The quartet attempted to stay awake till dawn, but they couldn't. They fell asleep on the ground outside. Morning did come eventually, and, luckily for them, it was the weekend.
Harry squinted as he awoken. The light from the sun was blinding. He quickly found his glasses then put them on. He saw that he wasn't the only one awake. Hermione, both Jameses, Sirius, and a boy with blue hair was also awake.
"Harry!" Hermione said, running to hug him. When she did, it was a bone crushing hug.
"This your girlfriend, Harry?"
They both separated from the hug James I's remark. James II smirked. "No, he and her never dated. Just friends."
James I shook his head. "Shame."
Sirius groaned. "Can we wake the other's up? I want to see their confused faces... plus I'm bored."
Hermione shook her head, but both Jameses nodded. The boy with the blue hair just looked solemn, as did Harry. James I and II, and Sirius went over to the crowd of sleeping people on the ground. James II automatically went over to his younger brother, who looked much like Harry; James I went over Ron, and Sirius went over to a girl with pink hair named Nymphadora Tonks (don't call her that.)
After a bit of poking, confusion, and groaning, everyone was awake. A little red-headed boy was clinging on to Ron, another red headed girl was by Hermione; Ginny was talking to yet another red-headed girl and James II's younger brother; James I, James II, Sirius, and Fred and George were all talking, Tonks, Neville, and the boy with the blue hair were walking, Malfoy and another boy who looked similar to him were talking.
"Bloody hell Harry! Get him off of me... whoever he is!" Ron said, kind of panicked.
"Dad... don't you know what you're suppose to do?" the boy asked.
The girl next to Hermione sighed. "Hugo, he's a Dad from the past. He doesn't know you."
Hugo awkwardly leg go of Ron's leg and stood up. The girl sighed. "I'm Rose."
Harry sort of dazed off as Hermione and Rose started a conversation. He replayed what happened last night in his mind. He woke up on the ground, he decided to scope the castle, he saw the light from the lantern, he hid, Sirius said he was a statue of James, Remus turned into a werewolf, he petrified him-
He petrified him.
"Just a second," Harry said, running off towards where they left Remus last night.
He looked odd since he was human, but his expression said he was still werewolf.
Harry ran back outside to where James I and Sirius were standing. "Don't you think we should, uh, take Lupin to Dumbledore or something? To get him... unpetrified...?" Harry whispered.
"Oh crap we forgot about Moony..." Sirius groaned. "We should."
James I agreed and, within minutes, they levitated ("Carrying is too much work," James I stated.) the petrified Remus to Dumbledore's office. They placed him on an empty table.
"What happened to Mr. Lupin?" Dumbledore asked.
"Why don't you ask statue man?" Sirius said, gesturing to Harry.
Dumbledore turned to Harry with his eyebrows raised. He examined Harry, constantly looking glancing at James I. He finally got to the moment where we looked straight into Harry's eyes. Lily's... His eyes then went up to his scar, which Harry knew he'd find eventually.
"May I ask, how this oddly shaped scar was placed upon your forehead?"
Harry took a deep breath. Should he tell him? Well, he was Dumbledore...
"When I was a baby... Voldemort killed my parents... and... when he turned to kill me... he couldn't... because my mum's love was sealed in between us, so I ended up getting this scar..."
Sirius laughed at James I. "You die."
"Well Sirius, you were sent to Azkaban," Harry said without thinking.
James I laughed this time as Sirius looked bewildered. "What did I do to deserve that?"
"You didn't. You got blamed for killing twelve Muggles when really it was Pettigrew who did it."
James automatically stopped laughing and said, "Wait, wait, wait, Pettigrew? As in, Peter Pettigrew?"
Harry nodded.
"Peter? Wormtail? Working for him? No way. I can't see it."
"Well," Sirius said, "Wormtail is more of a follower... I can see it... he's forced..." He turned to Harry. "He actually joins You-Know-Who?"
Harry nodded again.
While all this was happening, Remus rolled off the table. Dumbledore must've done the countercurse as they were talking. He got up and rubbed his head.
"You can still hear when you're petrified, you know," he said. "And I do sort of agree wit Sirius."
"Ah, Moony, you're back!" James I said, smiling. "There are some people we'd like you to meet."