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"Detention, Mr Potter."

Harry nodded. Of course he would get detention from that pink toad. When would he now? She always loved torturing him!

As he walked out of the DADA classroom along with his two best friends and newfound two friends, he sulked.

"Harry," Scorpius said, "Why don't you not go to the detention?"

"So that she can give me more detentions?" Harry asked sulkily. "Scorpius, maybe things work that way where you come from, but here, she is the leader."

"Unfortunately." James mumbled. He shook his head.

Harry wasn't really in a mood to go to the common room, so he slipped away from the group and went on to sit in the Astronomy tower. There he was, enjoying his solitude, till he heard a small 'hey'.

Harry looked up to see James staring at him. "You all right?"

"Fine." Harry said.

"Why don't you talk to Sirius?" James asked in a whisper, sitting down beside him. Harry rubbed his scar on his hand and sand said, "I do not want to worry him."

"You won't, I am sure." James said with a smile. Harry smiled back. The two sat there, silent and enjoying the view.

Suddenly, Harry turned to James and asked, "What am I like in the future?"

James hesitated before answering.

"You are the hero. You lead the whole world. It is much like Albus Dumbledore-you aren't the Minister of Magic but you are the most powerful person there is. You are the head of DMLE, so you know, life's good. You are fine."

Harry couldn't help but notice the sadness in his voice.

"What am I like a father?" he asked. James gulped.

"Am I not good?" he asked. Harry wasn't exactly the one to plan what was to come and he had never expected himself to be a father, especially with Voldemort around. James had given him hope. But his reaction now…

"You are a good father." He finally said. "But things have been rocky in our family for a while. You have been fighting with…" James sighed. "It had just not been pleasant."

"Do I not love your mother?" Harry asked.

James laughed. He then looked at Harry's confused face.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously what?"

"You don't know?"

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Don't know what?"

James shook his head. "I shouldn't be telling you. It will change the future."

"But…"

Before Harry could complete his thought, James stood up and walked away. Harry just sat there, confused.

Sometime in the future

"Si-Sirius?" Harry managed to speak. But Sirius Black did not pay attention to him. He charged to Draco and pulled up his robes' collar.

"First you hurt my Godson and now my grandsons have disappeared? You better hope that they are well."

"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Draco instead said and Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He said. "Listen Draco, I am not in a mood for games."

"But you are supposed to be dead!" Harry said. Then his eyes began to cloud and he mumbled. "But you are not. I have memories."

"What in the name of Merlin are you talking about Harry?" Sirius asked irritated.

But Harry didn't pay attention to him. He turned to Draco and said, "I know where our sons are."