A/N: OK, everyone reading this is obsessed with peas, lol. Ye, that was a joke, though it was really fun seeing as everyone put 'peas are evil' in their review ( : Anyway, hope you like the chapter.

-Sancontoa


Chapter Eleven

James had been having so much fun that he completely forgot about to meet Jane, Molly, Bill, and Neville in the room of requirements. By the time the match was over, it was almost curfew, so he decided just to go back to Gryffindor Tower.

They were there waiting for him, sitting alone in the corner. Bill and Molly looked like they had been crying and Neville was really white. He kept looking around as if wondering if this was all a wonderful dream.

"Where were you?" Jane scowled when she saw him. As it was so late, they had the common room all to themselves, which was lucky, as Jane hadn't bothered to keep her voice down.

"Well Sirius showed up." James started to explain, "so when all went down and played a game of Quidditch. I'm really sorry, it's just, Sirius was there, and I lost track of the time."

"Its okay mate." Bill said, his voice shook as he talked.

They rarely cried anymore, all of them, it is weird how after a while, it seems a little pointless to cry. It wouldn't bring anyone back, or make anything right, it just makes you weak, which is something none of them could be. They only really ever broke down when something really bad happens, or when they lost some one really close to them, like a brother.

They sat there for a few moments, all lost in their own thoughts, until Bill spoke again.

"He's here isn't he?"

"Who?" James asked him.

"Fred." Bill answered darkly. "He's probably alive somewhere in this world. Mom and Dad too, and Percy and Charlie, they're all here too, alive."

"Bill."

"No, listen, did you ever think maybe we got sent here for a reason. Maybe we're meant for this world, James, maybe we're meant to stay in this world."

"You don't believe that." Jane said, "I know you don't believe that."

"I don't know Jane, I really don't know anymore."


"Another world, another day, another dawn. "

-Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy


The next day was their first Charms class, which meant James would be seeing his mother again. He got up early, which for him was almost unheard of, dressed and went to sit in the common room. Sitting in front of the fire was Molly.

"What's up?" He asked, sliding into the seat next to her.

"Oh, I was just thinking." she said, looking up at him, James could tell she had been crying.

"About what?"

"What Ron said last night." Molly whispered, looking back into the dying embers of the fire. "It's just, what if he's right? What if we stayed in this world, would it really be that bad?"

"No, for us it wouldn't I guess." James replied, picturing his mother and father, Sirius and Marie, all alive. "But we can't stay here."

"Why not?" Molly asked, looking hopeful, "it's not like we known how to get home."

"Molly, think about George and Bill, they're back there. So are a lot of other people, we can't just let them die. Voldemort," Molly shifted but didn't comment, "he took Hogwarts. He's almost won, if we never go back, he'll take over everything, and everyone will die. I couldn't live with myself if I just let him win."

"I guess you're right," Molly sighted, "it's just, I want to see him again. Him and mom and dad and Percy, I really want to see them. They are here, alive, and if we go back, I'm never going to see him again."

"Don't you think I don't know that!" James exclaimed, "Don't you think I wished every day of my life to see my mom and dad, to actually meet them! I did, last night, and Sirius too, he's happy here, not like he was at home! I'm going to have to leave all that, but I just can't let everyone die, they're counting on us." He came down to a whisper.

"God, Harry, we're just kids!" Molly exclaimed, "we should be having fun, not saving the world!"

"I know." James replied, "I see the Harry from this world and think that, that would have been me. Could have, if I had ever really had the chance to be a kid. But, this isn't our world, these aren't our lives. Lets just enjoy it while we can, because we have to go back."

"I know..." Molly said, staring off into the fireplace, frowning.

"Look, let's go get an early breakfast, I'm sure the others wouldn't mind."

"Okay. Jane said something about having to take Neville down to see Professor McGonagall anyway. Oh, I almost forgot, we're suppose to call Neville, Frank, that's his middle name."

"Oh!" James exclaimed, thinking of Frank's father, the really Frank Longbottom. Everything seemed to have gone wrong in his world.


The Great Hall was oddly deserted when they entered. Only a few Ravenclaws and a Hufflepuff were up and the teacher's table was completely empty. James and Molly made their way over to the Gryffindor table and helped themselves to some bacon and eggs.

"So what do we have today?" Molly asked, as James pulled out his timetable.

"Charms, History of Magic, Care of Magical Creatures, and Divination, but I guess we're not going to that one."

"Hermione will probably want to go to the library during that class." Molly muttered.

Just then Harry came over to them with Ron in tow.

"Hey other self." he smirked, sliding in next to Molly and grabbing some bacon.

"What's up?" James asked, after last night the two of them seemed to have come to an unspoken agreement not to hate each other.

"I was just talking to mum, she said if you're still here in two weeks that you and the others are invited to our house for the Christmas holidays."

"Cool." James said, desperately hoping he would still be here.

"Yeah, it should be fun, except we have to go to the annual Christmas Ball on Christmas Eve, but besides that it'll be great."

"What Ball?" Molly asked all ears, girls and balls, they just seemed to attract.

"The annual Ministry Ball, they have one ever year for Ministry employees and their families," Harry explained, "since dad's an Auror, we're always invited."

"Okay." James said, thinking of the Yule ball in his fourth year, "this isn't one of those things were you need a date right?"

"Err… yes," Harry provided helpfully, "so I'd get asking if I were you. Anyway, Ron and I have some business to take care of, see you later."

With that he got up and skipped out of the hall, literally.

"So, who are you going to ask?" Molly asked suddenly shy.

It was then that a completely brilliant idea struck James for the first time in his life. He knew who he could ask.

"Mollywanttogoballwithme?" He asked all at once, hoping his courage wouldn't give out on him.

"What?" Molly asked, completely bewildered.

"Do you want to go to the ball with me, Molly?" James said, slower this time, with his heart pounding the whole time.

"Sure!" Molly squeaked, going very red.

"Great." James replied, suddenly very happy. Then there was awkward silences were neither of them knew what to say. Luckily, Bill, Jane, and Frank entered at that moment, or they both would have disappeared from embarrassment.

"What's up?" Bill asked, taking Harry's empty seat, next to Molly.

"Harry just invited us all over to his, err… my place for winter break." James explained.

"Oh, what did you say?" Jane asked.

"I said yes, but if you don't want to that's okay. He said we'd have to go to a ball on Christmas Eve if we went."

This seemed to make Jane excited for some odd reason and she started talking excitedly to Molly about clothes. The boys just stared at them, then Frank asked.

"We don't, err… need partners for this do we?"

"Yes." James said, trying not to blush.

Both Bill and Frank had turned pale at this and seemed to be thinking of any way to get out of this ball thing.

"Oh, it's time for Charms." Jane announced, then seeing the looks on the boys faces she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"We need partners." Bill said weakly, which made Jane turn red too.

"Oh, well I hope your going to ask someone now, instead of as a last resort." she huffed, then sliding her bag onto her shoulder, she and Molly walked off giggling.

"What was that all about?" Bill asked, puzzled.

Lily was sitting on her desk when they entered. She looked up and smiled at them, then jumping off her desk, went to give James a hug. It was a little embarrassing, but James didn't mind. Harry, on the other hand, had taken a seat at the back and looked like he was trying to disappear.

"So, did Harry tell you about coming over for Christmas?" Lily asked.

"Yes, we'd love to come, if we're still here." James told her. "Although we're not sure about the ball thing."

"Oh, it'll be fun." Lily insisted, "Besides, it's only for a few hours. Who are you taking?"

"Err… Molly." James muttered, Bill, who happened to hear him, started smirking.

"I knew she'd come around eventually." he smirked.

"She's my friend." James told him, going red, "besides, you haven't even got a date yet."

"Aw… there's still loads of time."

"That's what you said last time." James told him, grinning madly.

"Attention everyone." Lily said from the front of the room, which was lucky, because Bill looked like he was about to curse James into oblivion. Not that he would of course, but he looked like he was going to, so Lily saved him having to back down, for which he was grateful.

"Wands away please." she added to Bill, "we do not curse people for saying they can't get a date in my classroom."

This made Bill go really red and many of the girls in the classroom to giggle madly.

"As I was saying, today we are learning the summoning charm, so divide into pairs please."

Bill paired with Jane, still grumbling about his manhood being wounded. James seat next to Molly and Frank, because it was an odd number, and started to send his pillow straight into the box they were aiming for.

"Very good James." Lily said, "where did you learn how to do it?"

"Err… very long story." James told her, "I'll tell you later." He was thinking of the week were he had nearly had a heart attack trying to figure out how to get past a dragon. Seriously, he really needed to work on not getting into life threatening situations.

A half an hour later the Gryffindors filled out of Professor Evans class, very annoyed.

"I hate that stupid spell." Harry grumbled.

"Its like, so hard and stuff." Hermione agreed, twirling her hair.

"How did you get it?" Ron asked James, nastily. He had a bump on his head from where Harry had summoned a book, instead of a pillow, a little off target.

"Err… I had to summon my Firebolt from the castle once so I could get past a dragon." James explained.

"What?" Ron asked stupidly.

"I, err… did it last year." James put simply.

"Oh, ok." Ron said, then went back to complaining about the spell to Harry.

"I'm still trying to figure out how we ended up that stupid." Bill muttered to James.

"Oh, I don't know, you can be a bit thick in our world too." Jane told him, still smarting from earlier, then speed up to walk with Molly to History of Magic.

"Do you have any clue what she's on about?" Bill asked James, scratching his head.

"You know, I think I'm going to let you figure this one out." James told him, trying not to laugh.

To say History of Magic was boring would be the understatement of the century. Professor Binns, if this was possible, even more boring then in their world. Within a minute of the start of his lecture, Molly, James, and Frank were deep into a stupor. James remembered the match from the night before, when Jane though a piece of paper at him.

'Wake up,' it said, 'listen to Binns, I think he's actually trying to tell us something.'

James wasn't sure if she was just trying to get him to pay attention or not, but he decided to actually wake up and listen, just in case. He passed the note to Bill and started paying attention.

"Minister Riddle came into power about fifty years ago." Binns was saying in his drawling voice, yet at the name Riddle, James focused. "Many people have said that his raise in power was only due to intimidation. A number of mysterious deaths and cases of insanity were in fact reported prior to his election. Then, thirty years when Riddle officially let the muggle world know of our existence, there were some very mysterious deaths in the muggle world. It has been suggested that he used intimidation and even a secret army to gain the executive office of most muggle countries. As of today, Riddle is the president of the United States, the Prime Minister of Great Britain, and the head of over a hundred other countries. He is, in essence the sole ruler of most of the world. Even though his rule has been for the most part peaceful, there has been much commotion over his Act for Muggle Safety, and other muggle protection laws he has issued. Due to all of this, it is strongly suggested that wizards and muggles alike tread lightly around Riddle, as he has almost unlimited power."

The bell rang and Binns glided off though the blackboard. James looked around at Jane, a look of pure terror on his face.

"You don't think?" He asked her.

"I don't know." Jane said, chewing her nails, "but I think I need to go to the library."

With that she picked up he bag and headed out of the room yelling that she would meet them at Care of Magical Creatures after lunch.

"Care to explain that?" Bill asked.

"It, errr… seems Riddle has almost complete control of the world, here too. This can't be good." he said darkly, staring off out the window.

"But- this world is suppose to be safe." Frank said, his face going white.


"Ah. This is probably some strange usage of the word 'safe' that I'm not aware of."

-Arthur Dent Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy


My Favorite Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy Quotes Which Have Nothing to Do With This Story But Are Really Funny:

"The story so far:

In the beginning the Universe was created.

This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move."


"Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so."

"Very deep," said Arthur, "you should send that in to the Reader's Digest. They've got a page for people like you."


"But the plans were on display…"

"On display? I eventually had to go down to the cellar to find them."

"That's the display department."

"With a flashlight."

"Ah, well, the lights had probably gone."

"So had the stairs."

"But look, you found the notice, didn't you?"

"Yes," said Arthur, "yes I did. It was on display in the bottom of a locked filing cabinet stuck in a disused lavatory with a sign on the door saying 'Beware of the Leopard'."


"What was the self-sacrifice? "

"I jettisoned half of a much loved and I think irreplaceable pair of shoes. "

"Why was that self-sacrifice? "

"Because they were mine! " said Ford crossly.

"I think we have different value systems. "
"Well mine's better. "
"That's according to your... oh never mind. "


Reader Response:

Kaaera- HAPPY late BIRTHDAY! I hope it was really great. I read your one-shots they were really good. You've got to love a crazy Sirius, hopefully he'll see some pink bunnies in further chapters. I'm glad you liked the Quiddich scene, I'm not to good a writing Quiddich. So I was worried about putting that part in, but I guess I'm not completely hopeless after all. No one cries in movies these days, its so sad, I feel all alone when I'm crying and everyone around me is like 'its not even sad.' Ye, I'm weird. That one with Arthur "I'm a little upset about that" is one of my favorites too. (See above for more of my favorites, there are a lot of them.) Anyway, thanks for the really long reviews and glad you liked it. (Oh, I hate peas, they're all green and gross, but each to his/her own I guess.)

antares520- lol, ye that was a joke, but I love your argument about peas having no sense of morals. You win the funniest response to my peas comment. Yes you'll see tons more of Sirius, and yes he's always that hyper. I'll just let your mind wonder as to whether he's on something evil laugh.

Parking Lot- Thanks, glad everyone loves my really crazy Sirius. Thanks for reviewing.

A-man- I guess I asked for that one didn't I, lol. Yes, peas are evil.

Sykoelf- Ok, thanks for being the only one not to mention peas, (though it was funny to everyone who did.) Sirius is rarely serous, but remember he did faint in shock, so he was pretty surprised. Glad you liked it, thanks for reviewing.


Best response to my pea comment (see earlier chapter) goes to antares520

Peas are evil…

I could refute that statement on the grounds that peas have no sense of self, no sense of morality, and aren't actually alive ... I also happen to like them :nod:


Everyone else: Please review; I don't care what you say. I know I'm setting myself up with this one, but you can say, 'pink bunnies from outer space are attacking with cough drops' for all I care. Yes, I'm hyper, so REVIEW!