Chapter 9: Who the hell are they?
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Dumbledore looked very tired and worn. "That's the problem," he said as another person, a greasy haired, hook-nosed boy walked out as well.
Sixteen-year-olds Sirius Black and Severus Snape were back in 1993.
"Professor Dumbledore, sir, I still don't fully understand." Teddy was very confused. Just a moment ago he had been spending quality time with his father, and now he is in the Headmasters office starring at two people whom he had never met before in his life.
The most handsome of the bickering pair turned around at the sound of Teddy's voice.
"Who the hell are they?" he demanded.
"They call me Jose," drawled James as he held out a hand.
"Err, sorry to break this to you, but no one calls you Jose," Albus Severus Potter raised his eyebrows tauntingly and smirked at his brother.
Lily being tired of the two constantly arguing gave them both a well-deserved jab in the ribs. "Shhh, guys I think we should listen to Headmaster Dumbledore! He didn't call us here so we could all share a warm cup of tea."
"Ah, Tea. That sounds good. Tea with pie, that sounds even better. Say, professor do you have any pie?" Sirius' stomach let out a big lurch, "DID YOU HEAR THAT? My stomach is telling me that I need pie! Or that my bladder is full, but I'm pretty sure it's the pie, Professor!" Sirius said whilst rubbing his stomach with the utmost concern.
"Are you ever thinking of anything but food?" The greasy haired boy spat the remark as if he were talking to furniture.
"Actually, yes. I think about Quidditch, pranks, and girls all of the time, too." Sirius stuck out his tongue in a childish manor.
James's eyes lit up. Those were his usual thoughts, too!
"Please everyone, I would like to inform you all on the state we are in." Professor Dumbeldore raised his hands and made his way over to his chair.
"Professor, if you don't mind me asking. Who are they?" Teddy gestured towards the two boys in the corner of the room still bickering over what sounded like pie.
"Ah, yes, Teddy what a wonderful question indeed. Jose, can you tell me what I said the very night that you appeared in my office?"
James thought back to the first night of their arrival. In all honesty, James hadn't been paying much attention to Professor Dumbledore. He was not ready to admit the truth, so he took a wild guess and only hoped that he got the correct answer. "Well, I do recall you mentioning that we messed a lot of things up."
The worn professor gave a half-hearted smile. "Yes, precisely." He conjured up a small glass of water and took a slow sip before continuing. "I talked about how we will be getting different visitors throughout this journey." The weary professor took another slow sip. "I have given this idea a great amount of thought. I have concluded that these 'visitors' we will be getting will only appear if they have been in my office before."
Lily looked up at the professor with an utterly confused expression. "So professor, these two have been in your office before? Together?"
"Yeah, I thought we were only supposed to have one person at a time?" Teddy added.
"I thought the same as well, Teddy. But it seems I have miscalculated. I only found these two in a broom closet a few hours ago." Dumbledore took a deep breath and pushed his half-moon spectacles up higher on the bridge of his wrinkled nose.
James burst out into fits of laughter and a few seconds later Albus joined in. The rest of the group stood and starred at the two brothers while Sirius Black stood in the background cursing.
When James realized that no one else other than Al had caught unto the joke he stopped laughing.
"What are you laughing at Ja-Jose?" asked Teddy.
James stifled another snicker. "They were in a broom closet…together…"
"Together-oh!" realization dawned on the blue-haired boy's face.
Al started laughing again quietly. Teddy rolled his eyes. The handsome boy looked absolutely, positively, and utterly disgusted. In fact, it seemed as though he were choking on something invisible climbing up his throat.
The hook-nosed boy glared at James and sneered, "As if I would ever be within a ten foot radius of this filth."
The handsome boy quickly retaliated. "HEY! Snivelly, watch who you're calling filth! When's the last time you washed your hair?"
"That is enough you two." Dumbledore's voice was quiet, but yet had a certain ring of authority to it that made both boys stop immediately.
"Sorry, professor." Severus halfheartedly apologized. Sirius just grunted.
The handsome boy winked at James. "I'll tell you all about it later."
Dumbledore continued. "As I was explaining before, these two boys have been in my office at a certain point at the same time. The Time Turner chose this random space of time to bring in these visitors."
"But Professor," spoke Lily. "Why them? Couldn't it have been anyone?"
The old man sighed. "Sometimes life gives us questions that are meant to be left unanswered."
No one bothered to ask what that statement meant. They had a feeling the answer would just lead to more questions.
"I believe that sleeping arrangements should be settled."
At this the handsome boy's head snapped up. "Wait, wait, wait-we're staying here? I want to go back! What the bloody hell are we doing here in the first place? Where is this place? Am I dreaming? I'm confused!" His voice was now verging on a very whiny tone.
By now everyone was peering over at the rambling teen, sure that he had gone insane.
"Oh, I get it now!" he continued. "This is all some sort of messed up dream. I'm dreaming, right? Wait-Snivellus, what are you doing in my dream? Get out! Or better yet, I need to get out. Someone-pinch me so I can wake up!"
The boy who was deemed as "Snivellus" looked very eager to comply. He strode forward and bared his long fingernails. Digging his fingers into the other boys arm, he pressed so hard that his hand shook with the force he was applying.
"Ow! What in the name of Merlin's greying underpants was that for?" The other boy jumped back and cradled his precious arm gingerly.
"Please," sighed Dumbledore, sounding all of his something-hundred years. He turned to the three Potters and Lupin. "It is very clear that these two cannot be left alone in an enclosed space for any amount of time. As Headmaster I have many duties to preform. This is where I must ask a great favor from all of you four."
In the background, the handsome boy was walking in small circles, shouting at the ceiling. "Why? Why must I be stuck here, with Snape of all people? Why, Merlin, why? Is it because I put itching powder in Reggie's underwear the other week? I swear it was the elves. Ok, maybe not, but…he had it coming. Do you see how he treats my friends? That slimy, foul, loathsome, Slytherin who has been graced as my family…I miss my dorm…I miss Prongs…I miss my bed…I miss Amelia…I miss Amelia in my bed-er, you can forget you heard that one, Professor. Anyways…I miss Remus, hell, I even miss Peter! Prongs! Wormy! Moooonnnnyyyyy! Get me out of here!"
The other boy was just watching the scene unfold with utmost loathing. It was rather pathetic.
The Headmaster acted as if he did not hear the complaints. "I would like you all to take…shifts, if you would, to watch our visitors and make sure they do not cause any damage."
The reactions varied. Teddy was a little upset at the prospect of losing time he could be spending with his father. Al's main concern was of his school work (which he could do whilst on his shift) and what he would say to his new Slytherin friends. Lily was a bit fearful of this seemingly mad teenager.
James, however, had never been more excited all week. This boy, the one who kept moaning about his bed, Amelia-what's-her-name, and Moony, Prongs, and Wormy, seemed like an excellent partner in crime. James could tell because of that mischievous glint he saw in the teen's eyes the moment he stepped out of the room. James would know. He had the same gleam.
"Jose, I trust that you know how to use the Room of Requirement?"
A nod and a grin. "Yes, Professor."
"Good, very good. In that case, please extend the room to offer two more sleeping accommodations. I believe that it will be permitted for you to speak of the future, seeing as how all of our minds will be obliviated in the end anyways."
"Will do, Sir."
After James had added two more rooms (one Slytherin, one Gryffindor), they all stumbled tiredly into bed. As James drifted off to sleep, he realized that he didn't even learn the new-comer's name.
A/N: Tada! Once again, we're really sorry. We really, really hope we didn't loose any readers. Life just gets in the way…anyways, just so you know, that Amelia girl Sirius was talking about is not Amelia Bones. Just some random girl. We understand if you may be a little confused, so feel free to PM us with any questions.
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