Title: Little Spark of Madness

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in anyway, that belongs to JK Rowlings. I don't make any money from this either. I just do it for fun :) All original characters are my own, those would be the ones that you don't recognize from the books.

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Don't jump to conclusions, there may be a perfectly good explanation to what you just saw.

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Unknown Location - May 7th 1976

The sound of a knocking echoed through the loud room as Albus Dumbledore called the room to attention. There were only a handful of people in the room, but he knew each and everyone would fight with everything they had to save the wizarding world. His eyes shined over the top of his spectacles as the room quieted and everyone gave him his attention.

"Good Evening friends. Thank you for coming this evening on short notice, I know how difficult it can be to get away at times." The old man said with a kindness that only he could give.

As he looked around the room he could see all of his previous students except for two that had not attended his school, many of them had their own children in his halls now. The Potter's and the McKinnon's to name a few.

Some like the younger more energetic ones had yet to settle down like the Prewett twins that were standing near the back mirroring each other's stance.

At their collective nod Dumbledore continued as his eyes found the Bones family members that were present. "We have received information that the Bone's family will be targeted tomorrow evening, the plan will be to take their younger children in order to draw out the rest.

Edgar Bone stood with his eyes wide with fear, "My children? Albus?"

Walking to Edgar he placed a hand on his shoulder, "Dear friend, we already have a plan in motion. A safe house has been established, and tonight we are moving your family. They will be safe."

The Prewett twins stepped forward, "What can we" "do to help?" Gideon and Fabian had spoken together.

Albus smiled as he nodded his head in thanks, "There will be quite a bit to move, more hands will be appreciated."

Fabian stepped forward away from his brother curiosity gleaming in his eyes, "Not that we are not grateful for your information that you uncovered, but who gave it? Lately we seem to always be one step ahead."

Albus looked around to see the collective room staring at him with the same question. Nodding his head, "We have come across information through pensive visions that have shown things yet to happen. Things that have been turning out to be true. Horrible futures that we are hoping to change, we have been successful so far and it is my hope that we continue to do so. I will not give a name for the supplier for security and safety reasons."

A small balding man looked up at Albus, "How do you know this person is spinning tales? They You-Know-Who isn't using this person to throw us off? It is rumored that he is a talented legitimatens, they could be planned visions."

Dumbledore looked out at the questioning eyes, "I myself have been scrutinizing the visions for months now. I would know if they had been falsified. I actually did uncover a set of visions that had been altered without the individual's knowledge at the time. A memory that was placed by Voldemort in an effort to draw the individual out. I have information for years that have yet to come my friends. Each and every one is going through not only myself, but others as well. We are doing everything we can to make sure we move our chess piece correctly."

Dorea Potter stepped forward, "He knows about this person then? And the visions?"

Shaking his head as he smiled, "No not yet Lady Potter, The false vision that was placed, has yet to happen yet. Curious how time works isn't it? Knowing of a trick before it happens."

Gideon's eyes widened with awe, "You have a true seer then?"

Dumbledore hesitated only slightly before answering, "No, close enough though dear boy. Close enough."

The following night the empty Bone's house was consumed by fire swiftly death eaters as they realized that they had been outsmarted by the order.

Upon revealing the failure to obtain the patriarch Bones member to their rank to their master the death eater found themselves screaming out in the pain that should have been delivered to the Bones.

Letting out a frustrated yell Voldemort blasted holes across the empty dining hall that he was in as his followers laid groaning on the floor around him.

"How do they know!"

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"Are you planning on sharing my toilet for the rest of your days?" Moaning Myrtle wailed once more before diving into a toilet as Hermione leaned against a wall on the far side of the bathroom reading her book in silence ignoring the ghost.

Hermione sighed and closed her book as she looked around the empty room. She had been looking for the most hidden away locations for her studying after her conversation with Galen in the infirmary almost a week ago. The only people she'd actually spoke too were her brother, Lily, Alice and Marlene.

Even they hadn't gotten too much out of her, only the fact that she had a lot to think about.

Harry had tried to convince her that James had been in a moment of blind rage and confusion due to the spell he'd cast on Galen. She couldn't forgive him though, not yet. Once she would forgive him he would start in on her being his sister.

That was something that terrified her, had he told his father about his findings? She didn't want to be the reason James and Harry's family fell apart. As much as she was pretending to be Harry's sister she knew he was always going to be closer to James.

Sirius… she didn't even know what to think about him. She'd seen his face as she argued with James over Galen's fallen body. He'd looked truly worried about her before he realized that she was taking Galen's side. After that, he'd looked hurt. Like she had physically hurt him by getting close to another guy.

Running her hands through her hair as her stomach growled loudly, echoing around the large room. Glaring at her stomach as she tried to remember the last time she'd eaten.

Realizing that she'd had dinner last night, but had missed breakfast heading straight for her classes. Waving her wand as she cast a tempus charm to find if she was too late for lunch only to realize that it was already near the end of dinner.

Grabbing her books as she walked out of the bathroom and towards the great hall for some food. Nodding her head as she figured she would just grab something near the first years and duck out before anyone in her year recognized her.

She knew this close to OWLs even her brother and his friends had their noses in their books as they crammed for their own tests.

Stopping she remembered that her Aunt had requested that she come by her office after dinner to discuss some matters that had come up. She briefly wondered if she was finally going to tell her about the other marriage requests, or if Harry had mentioned the row between her and James and she was concerned.

Peeking in the great hall she looked down her house table and didn't see her dorm mates or the boys, in fact there were only about twelve people sitting at the gryffindor table. Sliding into her seat she grabbed a few pieces of chicken and other sides as she pulled another book out and began reading while eating.

Just as she finished her plate and was getting ready to put her book away she felt a hand slid over her shoulders as the person sat down next to her. Looking up she wa shocked to see Sirius staring at her, his arm still on her shoulders.

Looking at his arm uncomfortably she just murmured, "Sirius?"

Sirius sighed and removed his arm from her, "I just figured it would make it a bit harder to run from me. I needed to speak with you, and Hermione sightings are a rare occurrence these days."

She nodded not knowing what to say, "I've been studying. Exams are almost here."

Sirius just gave her a look that said he didn't believe her for a second, "And hiding. Hiding from me, James, any males except your brother really. Even Galen has been looking for you, he actually came out to our practice to talk with Harry. So mind telling me what is going on? I don't think I did anything wrong that day other than trying to protect you from a wand pointed at your back."

She sighed and looked around the room, "Not here Sirius. Can we talk somewhere more private?"

Nodding he stood and held his hand out for her, she took it in a shock. She had expected him to let her hand go, but he pulled her along behind him. His hand gripping hers as if he was afraid she would disappear on him again.

They walked for quite a while until they were standing on the bridge that led out towards the pitch, no one was around since the last game had been on Sunday.

She'd missed it in her grief and panic she realized as she saw the empty pitch in the distance, "Who won?"

Sirius sighed as he leaned against the railing, "Ravenclaw. 320 to 140. I guess James, Harry and I just weren't in the game. Got a pretty nasty bruise on my leg from the bloody bludger."

Biting her lip she looked down, "I am sorry, I just wasn't… I couldn't be around anyone. Does James still think I am his sister? Harry said he did some spell."

Sirius nodded as he looked down at her while she was avoiding his gaze, "We all think it now. James has been ranting around the dorm calling you Harry and Hermione Potter. Whenever someone says either name he follows it with 'Potter'. I did the spell again myself Hermione, between Harry and James. I got the same result. Not to speak so highly of myself, but I am damn good at charms and spells."

She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, "Has he spoken with his father?"

Sirius nodded once more, "He told him about the spell and the results. My results as well. Dad is still denying it though."

She slid down the wall to sit on the floor of the bridge as he sat with her, "I need to tell you something Sirius. I need you to swear to me that you won't tell anyone. I shouldn't tell you, but it is ripping me apart. Harry too. I need you to understand though, maybe redo the test and falsify the results."

Sirius just stared at her curiously as it dawned on him that she wasn't shocked at the results, "Mione why would I do that? You guys are James' siblings! He has always wanted some, not like this of course. James isn't upset with you; he is worried sick about you. What is it that you know?"

Taking a sharp intake of breath as a sob wracked through her. Sirius slid his arm around her again, this time pulling her close to him as she cried into his chest.

Swallowing as he felt her hands gripping his shirt as if she would fall apart if he released her. Wrapping his other arm around her as well he rested his cheek on the top of her head. "Tell me, we can figure out whatever it is together."

Just as Hermione looked up another voice called out her name, "Hermione? What are you doing out here. I told you I needed to speak with you in my office after your dinner."

Both Hermione and Sirius looked over to see Professor McGonagall briskly walking to them, she faltered seeing her niece's red face and Sirius' arms wrapped around her. "Dear? What happened."

Sniffing her nose Hermione pulled away from Sirius as she kept her Aunt's gaze, "I need to tell someone. I can't keep lying, it is going to destroy the Potter's. James did a spell, he thinks we are his siblings now. Please!"

Sirius looked up at his professor in shock watching the color drain from her face as she tried to compose herself, "Dear, let's go and talk."

The small girl still wrapped in his arms nodded, but her grip on his shirt didn't release. In fact he would swear she gripped him tighter as she responded, "With Sirius. I'm not lying to him anymore. It is hurting him too"

He watched different emotions flitted across his usually stern head of house as he stood up from the ground bringing Hermione with him. "Very well. We will need to include the Headmaster and your brother as well then. Find your brother and meet me there."

With that she turned and left them alone on the bridge once more.

Sirius looked down at her with a strange look, "You know they are going to discuss what I am to be told right?"

She sighed knowing that he was right, "As long as you understand why Harry and I are not James' siblings I don't care to be honest. I don't want to be at fault for their family problems when Mr. Potter is innocent."

It hadn't taken them too long to find Harry considering he was sitting in his dorm along with James, Peter and Remus. When Sirius and Hermione had entered James shot up, "Hermione!"

Sirius felt her stiffen at James' approach and placed himself between the two, "James, not now. Harry needs to come with us though." He looked over at him as he continued, "In the headmaster's office, something has come up regarding Hermione and I."

Harry stood slowly as he eyed the two of them. The fact that his sister hadn't released his hand, or that her face was splotched from tears escaped his notice. "What happened?"

Sirius just calmly replied, "They are waiting on us three." Turning he guided Hermione back through the door and left Harry to follow them.

Before the three got too far an elf appeared with a note for James from the Headmaster requesting his presence immediately. "I guess I am coming as well."

The four walked in silence to the headmaster's office, their Aunt came down to let them in only after a moment of waiting. "Come on up."

As they entered they saw the Headmaster sitting at his desk which was surrounded by three plush chairs and a long plush couch. He smiled at them and wave his hand in front of him at the couch, "Please have a seat."

Picking up a dish as the Headmaster walked around the front of his desk, "Lemon drop?"

At the shake of all their heads ne nodded and put the dish back down as Harry and Minerva took a seat.

Hermione glanced at Sirius' hand for a moment before slowly removing her hand as she sat on the couch next to her brother followed by Sirius.

James sat on the far side of the couch as he looked around the room, "Are we waiting on more people?"

The Headmaster nodded, "Your parents are on their way James, they shouldn't be but a moment."

Albus shared a knowing look with Minerva as he watched the children, everyone could clearly see Hermione had reached her breaking point. "Miss McGonagall, are you alright my dear? A calming draught?" He lifted one that had obviously been prepared for her from his desk.

Shaking her head, "I've had four this week Sir, with finals and everything…. Madam Pomfrey told me no more till Monday at the earliest."

Nodded his head as he looked at her with worry in his eyes, "She told me, she is alright with you having this due to the circumstances currently. However you will be put to bed after this with a good sleeping draught and will get no less than twelve hours of uninterrupted sleep. Healers orders."

Hermione's eyes widened at the thought of sleeping so long this close to OWLs but as she saw the stern look on her Aunt's face she just nodded her head and took the calming draught from the Headmaster's outstretched hand. Downing it quickly she felt the familiar calming sensation flow over her.

Clasping his hands together as he nodded in approval as the floo glowed a bright green as Lord and Lady Potter stepped through concern clearly written on their faces as they saw the boys and Hermione.

"Ah Charlus and Dorea good to see you again, even if the situation is a bit strained at the moment. Please have a seat." Waving his hand at the two available chairs to his left.

Charlus was looking at James who was clearly avoiding his father's gaze. "Hello Headmaster, does this have anything to do with a certain spell that was cast? Are the children alright?"

Nodding his head, "No Charlus, I do not believe this started with a spell. However, I do think a spell was the final straw so to speak. I think it is time certain truths come out." Turning to look at Hermione. "Now, I believe you wished to tell Young Messer Black some truths, I know you were only expecting to tell him however in the best interest of all I do believe the Potter's are informed as well."

At that information Harry choked on the air that he had been breathing in causing everyone to look at him.

Albus looked over his spectacles at the boy, "You disagree?"

Harry glanced at Hermione and then Sirius before shaking his head, "No Sir, but you told us that we couldn't tell a soul Headmaster. It has been killing me too, but…. You said it was for the greater good."

Nodding his head gravely, "I did say that didn't I my boy. Harry even I am known to make mistakes, none of us are impervious to error. Would it be best to not tell a soul, of course it would be." Glancing at Hermione who was staring at her hands now, "However, I shouldn't have expected you two to go through it alone. No one your age to confide in other than each other, secrets can become a curse. They can consume you, I fear your sister is feeling that curse within her. It is spreading now as well to James, and most likely his parents."

The headmaster stood and walked over to the pensive trailing a finger along the rim, "The horrors that you and your sister have faced Harry, it is no wonder that it is too much. To live your own death only to be pulled back, it is a horror I hope never to experience to be honest. And yet here you both are, trying to live normally when at night your world becomes your living hell."

The Potter's and Sirius were beyond confused by this point looking between Harry and Hermione who were both pale and looked to be lost in their thoughts.

Dumbledore walked back over and sat in front of Sirius as he spoke to the room, "You will not be told everything not only for your own safety, but for theirs as well. I understand from your Professor that young Messer Potter performed a spell and believes the twins to be his siblings? Can you please explain that before we go any further young Messer Potter?"

James nodded, "Remus found a spell that glows yellow for distant relations and the darker the yellow the closer the relation. Green means immediate family, siblings or parents and their children. Since we are all here you can assume correctly it was bright green. Sirius repeated the spell and got the same result. I wrote to my father about it, but he is still denying it."

Charlus looked at his son and then the others, "I deny it because I have never been unloyal to your mother James. We were so happy when she became pregnant with you, she would have been only three months or so along when the twins were conceived. We were married for years before that even happened. It just isn't possible that they are mine."

Nodding his head Albus looked around the room as he took a breath, "Ah, it is always good to expand your knowledge. Sometimes it came come back to bite you though. Just so you know you will get the same green result with Hermione and James. However, they are not siblings."

The headmaster silently performed the spell as Hermione, James and Harry all began to glow green. (AN:Remember Hermione shared Harry's blood now.)

Dorea's eyes widened and Charlus' jaw dropped, "But how then?"

Dumbledore stood and looked more serious than Harry had ever seen him, "All of you must promise to me that what is said here today will not be told to another. If anyone else is to be told this meeting will be repeated."

Sirius nodded first, "I swear it." Everyone else soon followed with their agreements.

Nodding his head the headmaster clasped his hands with a smile on his face as if he were discussing his socks. "Harry and Hermione are not Professor McGonagall's blood family, they are in fact Potter's. Lost ones, but Potter's nonetheless. They are also not the children of Charlus Potter, they are in fact your children James."

James' jaw was currently on the floor somewhere, his eyes were about to pop from their sockets, and he couldn't remember the basics of breathing for a moment. "Wha…."

Albus smiled as he looked around the room at the shocked faces. Even Harry and Hermione looked shocked although that could be contributed to his delivery of the news.

Charlus was gripping his chair while Dorea was holding onto him.

Sirius was gripping Hermione's hand so tightly he figured he should probably continue speaking. "They are accidental time jumpers. They are not yet born here and travelled here from 1998, where unfortunately we had just lost this war. A war that will last nearly thirty years in their time."

Charlus swallowed as he tried composing himself, "At the meeting you mentioned the information was from pensive visions that have shown things yet to happen. You alluded that it wasn't a seer per say, but…. It was them. Wasn't it Headmaster?"

Nodding his head the Headmaster smiled sadly, "Yes, the pensieve memories were from Harry and Hermione. There was a time glitch and they are both about 3 years physically younger than they were before coming back here. Unfortunately to them they are not just visions of the future, they are their past. A past that we are now trying to stop from happening in our future."

Dorea looked at Harry and Hermione realizing for the first time that they were in fact her grandchildren but pushed it down to keep the information moving, "You were both so young, just students. How did you manage to know so much? The things that were in the visions..."

Hermione couldn't look at Sirius, fear of the betrayal, shock, or pity she would see held her back.

Harry however had no qualms about speaking, "We didn't mean to come here, I held Hermione in my arms May 2nd, 1998 as Voldemort himself cast a killing curse at us. We were sent back here not knowing what to do. We gave the headmaster our memories, what we knew happened during the first war. Well right now."

Hermione was looking at her hands as her voice was heard for the first time in a while, "We never expected anyone to start talking about marriage requests or causing problems with James and Mr. Potter. The blackmailing, it is all our fault. But we didn't know where else to go." She looked up at the Potter's with tears in her eyes, "I am so sorry, I… We dealt with so much for so long I am just emotionally a mess."

Charlus got up quickly from his chair walking the two steps to Hermione before lifting her from her seat and wrapping his arms around the trembling girl. "It isn't your fault. I still don't blame you or Harry."

Harry sighed realizing that the headmaster intended for them to both be seen as James' future kids. It made sense now that they shared the same blood. "Charlus and Dorea are our grandparents. If you performed the spell on Charlus and I it would be a yellow."

Sirius just stared at Hermione who was still wrapped in Charlus' arms as they separated, "We lost the war?"

Harry nodded and Hermione looked at him as she sat down while Charlus returned to his own chair patting James on the shoulder who seemingly was still in shock.

The Headmaster spoke, "Thanks to their collective memories we know where to strike now. We know the dates people died, we know more than we would ever have hoped for. We know how to defeat him. I feel horrible that while I have been using the information they provided that I have failed to keep them from harm."

Hermione looked up, "We were not harmed Sir."

Dumbledore smiled at her, "Emotional harm can be worse than physical my dear. Before you even arrived you both had been through hell at the hands of Voldemort. You've both been subjected to the three unforgivable curses, multiple times. Not to mention the other forms of pain you've received. Only to wind up here, with only each other that fully understands the hell you've been through. To know what happens is a curse, and you know that while we know everything, somethings cannot be stopped."

Sirius looked at Harry with a question in his eyes, "The day after the ball, when you said Hermione had been broken already. They day your parents had been killed? James was your dad..." He turned looking at his best friend ignoring the sharp intake from Mrs. Potter.

Harry sighed thinking about how he would answer, "Hermione and I had to think of ways to incorporate what happened to us in our time with us here. Everything I told you was true, except that it wasn't our home our parents were not there. We had been captured during the war. I was held in the dungeon along with our other friend while we were forced to listen to her scream while they torchered her. That was all true, what they did to her."

Hermione jumped up from her chair and walked away unable to listen to them talk about what happened to her clasping her hands uselessly over her ears to block out the sounds.

Harry sighed and got up and walked over to Hermione wrapping his arms around her, "I am sorry."

Wiping her eyes she shook her head in his chest, "It doesn't matter I suppose, it is in the past." Trying to calm her breathing as Harry rubbed her back.

As they walked back over Hermione looked at Sirius, but clearly speaking to the room. "I am sorry I lied to you."

Sirius stood, "You had too. Don't worry I am not mad at either of you. If your parents didn't die in that house, where were they? They were alright then? Jamie?"

Hermione looked at James and then the Potter's who were intently listening, she looked to Harry as he closed his eyes before he answered as if reading from a book, "They were already dead. James and Lily Potter died October 31st, 1981. Never really knew them actually, but they died protecting..." Taking a breath. "Pretty much everyone was dead by the time Voldemort came for us in 1998. Sirius June 18th 1996, Remus May 2nd 1998, Dumbledore June 30th, 1997, Aunt Minerva May 2nd 1998 so many dead."

Wrapping her arms around Sirius' middle hugging him as she saw tears forming in his eyes. He'd just taken in a lot of information about his chosen family, his own fate included. "Sirius, I think you should sit."

He pretty much fell in his chair taking her with him as he pulled her into his lap wrapping his arms around her as if she were a stuffed bear that he was using to console himself. "What about Peter?"

Harry glanced at the Headmaster not knowing what to say.

Nodding his head Dumbledore started speaking, "One of the great many things that we hope will happen is saving not only those who were killed on the light side, but also saving those who ended up lost following the dark path.

Your friend Peter, who laughs and jokes with you was one of those lost souls Sirius. Harry and Hermione only ever knew him in their time as a Death Eater, but had no idea how he ended up on that path. Harry and Hermione decided early on that they would not judge him or others based on their future actions however horrible they were."

Sirius looked at the girl in his arms, "He was a dark wizard? No, not Peter."

Hermione looked up at him nodding her head, "He was Sirius. Do you remember when I fell asleep in Harry's bed and James and Peter woke me by getting really close?" Her eyes went to James' who was now staring at her intently.

Sirius nodded furrowing his brows. James' strained voice spoke up, "Ya, you completely had a melt down when you saw them."

Nodding her head as she looked at James, "I saw Peter looking down at me smiling first. That is why… Peter was in the room when I was being... cursed. He was the one who locked Harry and Ron, our other friend, away so I wouldn't have help. He laughed at me when I screamed for help, I still have flashbacks. That is one of the reasons why I don't hang around you boys much, he is so sweet here. It hurts that I am afraid of him at times, and I don't want him feeling bad for something he has never done, and hopefully will never do. If I flinch I always try and make it up to him."

Harry nodded his head, "I feel the same way, Pete is great here honestly. I forget what he was at times. I see him, and I can't fathom why he changed. To answer your questions though, yes he died in March of 1998. I don't remember the date though, it was the same day Hermione was torchered. I forced him to remember a life debt he owed me, Voldemort had given him a cursed hand after he'd cut his own off. It strangled him to death when we got Hermione out and he didn't try and stop us. You guys can't treat him any differently though, he never needs to know what he might have become."

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AN: Okay so I know this is horrible, but Break. This explanation will continue in the next chapter I promise, but this is a really long chapter already.