GREAT MERLIN!
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter and Back To The Future franchises and story do not belong to me.
A/N: Hello, this is my first fan-fiction story. Feel free to leave any review you like, be they rude, constructive or friendly. I won't have a fixed schedule for updating this story, since I only do this for fun. Enjoy!
Lewis Potter was sitting at the dinner table, trying to eat his breakfast and re-read his charms textbook at the same time. His mother made him a nice bowl of cornflakes, which he slowly spooned into his mouth, enjoying the taste as he chewed it. The TV was broadcasting a breakfast talk show, which his mother liked to have on as background noise every morning. A calendar was hanging on the wall, which had a red circle marking the 1st day of September 2024, the beginning of his seventh and last year at Hogwarts. He sighs after scooping up another spoonful of cornflakes. Today was the day.
Lewis woke up a bit earlier than usual to brush up on his studies, a habit he took from his mother. He greatly exceeded in his academics, but wasn't as sporty as his older brother Matthew, who was a great seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team during his time at Hogwarts. He couldn't live up to the legendary Harry Potter of course, but not a lot of people could. Lewis himself was never that good in Quidditch, or in any other sport really. He had that infamous Granger fear of heights, something his school-mates ridiculed him for.
He shook his head and looked over to his Mum who was sitting in front of her and giving comforting words to his older sister, Emily.
"Don't worry, sweetheart, there are plenty of guys out there who'll like you for who you are." said his mother in a sympathetic tone.
"But Mum, I want to have what you and Dad have. When was the moment when you found out that Dad was the one?" Emily asked, even though she's heard this story countless times before.
"Well, it was on this very same day, 27 years ago." explained his mother nostalgically. "We were about to board the train when some Slytherin bloke started calling me names, your father and uncle Ron stood up for me. He eventually sent a curse in my direction and your father jumped right in front of me, saving me. He woke up a few hours later on the train and that was where we shared our first kiss. It was at that moment where I knew, that I would spend the rest of my days with him."
Lewis rolled his eyes and continued eating from his bowl, his sister always got that dreamy look on her face after that story ended. It was unfortunate that she was a squib and probably didn't even understand half the things that her mother had just told her, but she enjoyed the parts that mattered.
Soon, his dad walked into the room, clearing his throat to announce his arrival.
"Good Morning, Ladies," Harry walked across the dining area to his wife and daughter and leaned in to kiss them both on their foreheads. He looked over to Lewis. "and Gentleman. Are you ready for your final school year?"
"You bet I am, Dad." answered Lewis cheerfully. "I'm just a bit stressed out because of my NEWTS."
Harry walked and stood next to his son. He gave him a pat on the back. "Don't be, I'm pretty sure that you'll do great. You practically aced your OWLs during your fifth year." said Harry, in what he hoped was a reassuring voice. "Now, let's get you packed up then, shall we?"
The Potter Family was walking towards the barrier to Platform 9 ¾ at King's Crossing Station. Emily stayed at home, like she always did when her brothers went off to Hogwarts. She was sad at first, when she found out that she couldn't do magic, but she got over it. Her grandparents convinced her to study dentistry at some muggle university, probably so they could have someone to leave their old clinic to. "The funny thing is that she'll make more money than me." Lewis thought with a frown.
His mum casted a shrinking charm on his luggage, so he can carry it in his pockets. He had everything he needed in there; his clothes, books, toiletries and his mobile phone. The new Headmaster allowed the use of certain muggle electronic devices on Hogwart grounds, much to Hermione's dismay. She still hasn't gotten over the fact that the e-readers were getting more popular than physical books.
"Look, Mum." Lewis tried to get her attention to show her his new gadget. "You can have your whole library in this device and it really isn't that bad. There would be more space at home, no paper cuts and..."
"I don't care, Lew." Hermione cut her off, picking up the device. "An e-reader can't give me the smell of a new book, it doesn't have the sound of turning a page and it just looks... stupid."
"Alright, I guess there's no convincing you."
Lewis was interrupted from his thoughts as his mother started to groom his messy brown hair.
"Mum, quit it!" Lewis almost yelled as he pulled himself away from his mother's clutches.
"Calm down, dear." his mother chuckled. "Christ, your hair was almost as bad as mine back in the day."
"Yeah, but that bushy hair of yours was one of the reasons why I married you." his dad confessed, while looking fondly into her eyes.
Hermione blushed and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Lewis watched the scene in mild disgust, he hated it when his parents became too lovey-dovey to each other.
They soon reached their destination and stopped in front of the barrier.
"Alright Lew, time for you to go or you'll miss the train!" his father said, quickly motioning him to get into the platform.
"But the Weasley's haven't arrived yet!" Lewis cried.
"You know how they're always late, just wait for them on the train. Now go!"
Lewis knew that any protests against his father was futile, he had enough experience with that, so he gave each of his parents a hug, entered the barrier and made his way towards the train. He wasn't exactly looking where he was going because he bumped into Professor Lupin, who was holding a wrist watch in one of his hands. They both stumbled to the ground and the werewolf professor dropped what he was holding. The brown-haired boy looked at their situation in shock, he was never this clumsy before!
"Oh my Goodness, I'm sorry sir." Lewis apologized as he stood and helped the professor up.
"It's quite alright, my boy." Lupin said as he brushed the dirt off his clothes.
Lewis bent down to pick up the timepiece. "Let me give you your watch..."
"WAIT! Don't touch that!...-"
Suddenly, an odd feeling flooded his body. He felt the air being squeezed out of his lungs and a strong push from behind. The sensation lasted for a few seconds until he felt everything stop abruptly and fell to his knees.
"Oh God, what the hell just happened." he thought as he tried to catch his breath. The platform was still filled with students trying to get on the train before it departed, the only thing missing was Professor Lupin. "He must've already boarded the train." Lewis glanced down at the watch he was holding, it was an old one, must be at least 40 years old. It had a black leather strap and words were crudely etched on the back of the watch: "Property of Remus John Lupin"
After his thorough examination, he got up, pocketed the watch and quickly hurried towards the locomotive when a strange sight caught his eye, stopping him in his tracks. It was a group of students shouting at each other, three Gryffindors and a gang of Slytherins. Lewis sighed, not even at Hogwarts yet and he already had to do his duties as a Head Boy to break up fights. He started walking towards the scene. It was a pretty common occurrence at Hogwarts, but there was something familiar about those Gryffindors...
"Oh my god, that's mum and dad!" he thought as realization hit him. "Wait, why are they wearing their old robes and arguing with some students?" He decided that something was afoot here and picked up his pace and basically ran towards the group.
He got there right on time, as a blond Slytherin shot a curse from his wand, which was aimed directly at the brunette witch.
"Mum! Look out!" Lewis warned before jumping in front of his mother, letting the hex hit him square in the chest. "Oh god, this hurts." He landed on the ground with a painful "thud" and he slowly dozed off into unconsciousness.
A/N: I got some inspiration from a fic called "Time Warped" by Twitch E. Littleferret on Portkey . org . The fic was started 10 years ago and was last updated 10 years ago as well. It probably won't be finished, and the author stopped writing a while ago. My story is not a pure carbon copy, but you'll notice there are similarities. I really liked the idea, so I'm just going to experiment with it. Kind of like a fanfiction of a fanfiction. As I've said, this is my first fic ever, so my writing isn't as good as Littleferret's.