Thanks Grimjowx, who reviewed every chap! SPOILER FOR DH. I'm adding this so I'll have 6666 words.(:


James Pov (I know I do millions of these :D)

James cracked open the door just enough to peer into the room unnoticed.

Inside cream colored walls were three teenagers who looked rather dazed. They were lounging on a faded blue couch, and staring at the wall like it was projecting an interesting movie.

The one closest to James looked like an older version of Harry, green eyes and black 'potter' hair to match.

He was letting a girl lie in his lap. She looked about first year age, and resembled Lily with chocolate brown eyes.

The last boy, and the oldest, made James blink. Because that boy looked like him. Except for the reddish tinted black hair, of course.

James quickly snapped the door shut and took some calming breaths and slid down the wall into a sitting position. Should he go inside?

Should he try another room? James was clueless, but also very curious. His curiosity won over his mental queries, and soon he was standing up and entering the room.

Three heads turned to stare at him. James shifted uncomfortably on his feet, trying to tell them to stop it with their staring By looking down at the carpet.

They didn't. Instead, the redhead girl from before ran into him screaming, "Dad!" Was it true? Was he the parent of the three?

It would make sense, seeing as Harry seemed to be here. Then why would one of them be older than Harry?

James sighed and looked up. He was going to tell them that he wasn't their dad when the girl cut him to it.

She let out a gasp and shriek, then whisper-screamed, "You're not my dad. He has green eyes."

Green eyes? Why'd that sound familiar? Who looked exactly like James but with green eyes?

The younger boy did. Harry did. But, assuming the boy and the girl wwe had screamed, "Dad!" were siblings, he couldn't be the father.

So it must be Harry. "Is your father's name Harry Potter?" James asked, trying to keep his voice as level as possible.

His response was three heads bobbing up and down simultaneously. Then, out of the blue, the oldest boy shouted before James could react to the answer he got.

"I know! You're grandpa!"

The younger siblings looked towards their brother, eyes wide. Then they turned their heads toward James, examining him.

The two seemed to accept James, and went over to hug him. James, on the other hand, wasn't so cheery.

He needed to sit down. Fast.

The one who looked like Harry noticed the way he tensed up, and led James to the couch. "It's a lot to take in, I know." the girl comforted, running over to make James feel better.

"My name is Lily, by the way." She flashed a toothy grin.

"I'm Albus, and that's James. The second." Albus introduced himself and James, who was staring into space.

"Oh." James' head really hurt now.

Albus scrunched up his face in worry, and asked, "You do have a son called Harry, don't you?"

"Mmmhmmm." James' thoughts were too consuming to say anything more intelligent. Albus and Lily both looked very relieved.

Lily looked at James curiously before explaining what they were talking about.

"You see, Harry is our father. You know, your son?"

Oh. That's why he was their grandfather. Wait, he was a grandfather! The very thought made him giddy.

Harry had a family, kids even. Maybe the future isn't so messed up after all. James looked down on his Grandkids with new eyes.

They all joined in for a hug, even James the second, who stopped daydreaming to have a nice family moment.

James didn't even think twice that it was odd the three were so excited to see their grandfather.

In between all of the hugs, James remembered the promise he made to his parents. "Follow me." He ordered, walking towards the doorframe.

"Now step out." He was starting to sound like a military officer.

Lily, always the hyper one, bounced forward immediately. She strangled down a gasp when she was pushed back by an unknown source.

James frowned, but he knew somehow his parent's wouldn't be the only ones banished to live in the room they first appeared in.

James looked sadly at the trio, then said his byes. The longer he stayed in one room, the longer people like his parents would have to wait to go back to their timeline.

He then left, looking for the one person that could always somehow lift his mood.

Lily.