Harry sat alone, by the lake, sniffling slightly. It was bad enough that his parents didn't trust him, but for them to spy on him and Hermione when they were having an intimate moment. It was just … too much for him to handle. Sirius … Harry could tell that he had a crush on Hermione … but she hadn't noticed, she was far too preoccupied with being with himself. Sirius, he was going to try and take Hermione away from him, the only person in the past who he loved the most. Harry let the tears fall, there was no point in hiding it. He loved Hermione; in fact, he was hoping to propose to her when they reached legal age.

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"Oh my god!" Lily gasped, clapping a hand to her mouth. Hermione merely stared at it as if she was in some sort of trance.

"They're my favourite flowers" she cried "Oh, I HATE YOU!" She screamed as she threw herself at James Potter. James staggered backwards from shock at having a female throw themselves at him. Sirius and Remus quickly grabbed a hold of her, but not before Hermione kicked him where it hurt. James let out a wail of pain, while Remus kept a firm grip on her.

"Let go of me!" Hermione yelled "You … you … I can't believe you!" she raged, her eyes ablaze.

"Hermione, calm down!" Sirius commanded, but Hermione carried on struggling, trying her best to attack James again, but on hearing Sirius' voice, she rounded on him.

"And do you think I'm stupid, Black? Do you honestly think that I haven't noticed that you've got a crush on me? Do you honestly think you can make me like you more than Harry?" she screamed. Sirius blushed bright red on hearing this, while the others stared at him in disbelief.

"I-want-my-BOYFRIEND!" She screamed, breaking from Remus' grip and running away at full speed.

"We've got to stop her!" James yelled "She assaulted me!"

"Well, James, you did deserve it" Lily said sternly.

"What's going on? Where's Hermione?" They all whirled around to see Harry standing there, stony faced and calm.

"She went that way, looking for you" Remus said, pointing in the direction as to where she'd gone.

"Your girlfriend attacked me!" James snarled. Harry's lips twitched into a smile.

"You must've deserved it then. She never attacks unless people insult her … or they push her past her limit"

"I'm still keeping an eye on you" James threatened. Harry sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever" he said lazily as he strode past the Marauders and Lily. James stopped him and whispered in his ear.

"Just thought I'd let you know, Harry, that I'm being totally serious. I'll be watching you and your little mudblood girlfriend" Harry stopped dead in his tracks, his face contorting with fury.

"What did you just call Hermione?" he questioned, his voice shaky.

"I said I'll be watching you and your muggle-born girlfriend" he said angrily "Are you going deaf or what?"

"You didn't call her that! You … you called her the M word!" he spat angrily. James stared at him in astonishment. He had actually called Hermione a muggle-born, where had Harry got the idea that he'd called Hermione a Mudblood? His wife was a muggle-born and he would never call a muggle-born that!

Harry had disliked James so much that he'd imagined him calling his girlfriend a Mudblood. Harry began shaking from fury and Lily was looking apprehensive. Sirius and Remus were eyeing them both wearily.

"How dare you call Hermione that, you … you … bastard!" he bellowed as he raised his fist and punched James square in the jaw. James staggered backwards, crying out in pain. Remus and Sirius both rushed to their friends' aid, while a scream could be heard.

"Harry, no!" Hermione yelled, running towards her boyfriend. Lily helped her husband up from the ground, while staring at Harry in horror. James narrowed his eyes in satisfaction as he stood up, wincing in pain as he felt his jaw.

"Harry, I'm arresting you for assaulting an Auror" he said, looking quite formal about it, he magicked a pair of hand cuffs from air and clipped them around Harry's arms. Harry glared at his father, unshed tears shining in his eyes. Hermione clapped a hand to her mouth, shaking her head slowly, looking disbelieving.

"You can't arrest Harry! You just can't!"

"NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME, DUMBLEDORE!" Harry bellowed to the heavens above, "TAKE HERMIONE AND I BACK HOME! NOW!" He screamed. Sirius, Remus and Lily eyed him wearily, while James was chuckling.

"Looks like he's already lost his sanity!"

"Harry, calm down … you …"

"Hermione, you know I'm innocent and that he provoked me!" he turned to glare at James, "you don't deserve to be an Auror, Potter" he spat. Harry never knew that he could hate his own father with as much hate as he gave Snape and Malfoy. He could even hate his father more with what was happening to him at that very moment.

James narrowed his eyes at Harry with intense dislike.

"You don't know anything about me!" Harry yelled as Remus and Sirius both grabbed him by the shoulders "You've got nothing on me other than few spells and words! You provoked me on purpose just so you could do this! You don't even deserve Lily!" Harry screamed, wildly thrashing about. James looked absolutely furious, while Lily looked horrified at Harry's words. He was only making things worse for himself.

"C'mon guys, let's get this Death Eater to Azkaban" James muttered. Harry's eyed widened in terror.

"What? Azkaban?" Harry turned to Hermione, while Remus and Sirus began to drag him away.

"Hermione, you can't let them do this to me! I'll see them all dying again! All of them! I'll see Cedric again! I'll see Voldemort rise again! I'll see my godfather dying by that female Death Eater. I'LL SEE MY PARENTS BEING MURDERED BY VOLDEMORT!" Harry screamed, looking horrified "I'll see the Dursley's again! I'll see them beating me again, Uncle Vernon whipping me with his belt, Aunt Petunia smacking me round the head with a frying pan! I'll see everyone in second year when they all turned against me because they thought I was the heir of Slytherin! I'll see Ron as if he was DEAD! HERMIONE, DON'T LET THEM DO THIS TO ME!" Harry roared. Hermione merely stood there, transfixed with horror. Harry was being taken to Azkaban … there was nothing she could do … James wouldn't let him off.

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Harry shakily stood at the Ministry of Magic. There was nothing he could do. He was going to be sent to Azkaban, but what for? Just for punching James? They didn't have any evidence on him … or did they?

James was smirking in satisfaction and Harry could've sworn that he was a Slytherin in disguise. Sirius emerged from the courtroom.

"Harry's trial is in five minutes" he informed them. Harry shut his eyes and took a deep breath. This was absolutely ridiculous. They'd arrested him because he'd punched James, which had been because he'd insulted his girlfriend. Wasn't it a bit over the top?

Hermione was sobbing madly and couldn't stop, so Lily was comforting her in another room. She knew that she should've been helping Harry, but she couldn't even bring herself to speak. He was about to be presented to the entire Wizengamot.

Suddenly, an official looking wizard came in with a stern look on his face.

"Harry … your trial with the Wizengamot is about to start. You are to come with me" The cuffs that were around Harry's arms pulled him into the courtroom, and Harry noticed that he was being flanked by Dementors. He gulped nervously and kept taking deep breaths. He gasped when he saw Dumbledore sitting in the courtroom, along with Moody. They were both staring at him with deep distrust and Harry had to stop himself from bursting into tears. This was all so stupid! What he wouldn't give to be back in his present time right about now!

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"Harry … you have no last name. What is your last name, boy?" It was Fudge.

"Granger, sir" he replied monotonously.

"Harry Granger, you have been tried before the Wizengamot for assaulting Auror James Potter, how do you plead, guilty or not guilty?" Harry sighed in exasperation.

"Guilty sir"

Murmurs spread throughout the courtroom.

"And why did you attack James Potter, young man?" A woman piped up. Harry's eyes flared angrily.

"He insulted my girlfriend. He called her a-a Mudblood" Gasps could be heard and Fudge was shaking his head in disbelief.

"Impossible. Auror James Potter would never say anything of the sort. His wife is a muggle-born—"

"Well, believe it, sir. He called my girlfriend that."

"Onto other matters" Fudge said quickly "You threatened Auror Potter with the Killing Curse" Harry's eyes widened in disbelief. This was all a ploy to get him into Azkaban! They knew that he never meant it!

"What? But I—" Harry questioned incredulously.

"Also" Fudge carried on, raising his voice slightly "you admitted to Auror Potter that you used an Unforgivable, the Cruciatus Curse, I believe" This was madness! What the hell was going on?

"Well, yes, but—"

"Aha! So you admit it?" Fudge stated, looking triumphant.

"I don't deny it!" Harry yelled "But that female Death Eater deserved it! She murdered my godfather!" Harry bellowed.

One of the witches sitting next to Fudge leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Fudge nodded.

"Mr. Granger, who is your godfather and the female Death Eater that you speak of?" All colour drained from Harry's face. He couldn't reveal who they really were!

"I—I can't say" he croaked out. Damnit! He'd snookered himself.

Fudge nodded as if Harry's statement had confirmed his thoughts.

"Mr. Granger, you are sentenced to five years in Azkaban for admitting to using an Unforgivable and assaulting an Auror" he declared, indicating for the Dementors to take him away. Harry's eyes widened in horror as he fought to get away, but the Dementors were nearing him.

"N-NO! Mum … Dad …" he whispered, before falling into unconsciousness.

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"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Hermione screamed repeatedly, smacking James on the chest over and over again. James grabbed her wrists and glared at her.

"He had it coming to him!"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHO HE REALLY IS, DO YOU? IF YOU KNEW WHO HE WAS, YOU'D CHANGE YOUR ATTUTUDE TO HIM STRAIGHT AWAY!" Hermione shouted, tears streaming down her face.

"What are you talking about?" James questioned, staring at her with a raised eyebrow. Suddenly, the doors to the courtroom burst open and everyone turned to stare at who it was. They were all shocked to see an older looking and more furious looking Dumbledore, alongside a fuming older McGonagall. A red-headed boy and an older man with brown hair and hazel eyes watched them all, anger evident on their faces.

"Where" Dumbledore called out, keeping his eyes trained on Fudge "is Harry Potter!"