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"Oh, Merlin!"

Harry watched with wide eyes as he saw Fudge, Umbridge, Percy, Malfoy Sr and a man he did not know enter the Headmaster's office, all harboring a different level of surprise. Fudge looked from him to the future Harry and Malfoy, Umbridge looked pointedly at James and Scorpius, Percy was not sure what was going on and Malfoy Sr looked positively disturbed.

"Ah, Minister!" Dumbledore rose, a smile gracing his lips. "What a pleasant surprise!"

"Do not try to play nice with me, Dumbledore!" Fudge said, and even Harry could figure out he was trembling. "What is the meaning of this?"

"What I would really like to know," Malfoy Sr said, moving forward and looking at the older Draco, "Is that why is there a doppelganger of my son in this room?"

"He said I married Potter, father!" Malfoy shouted. Harry rolled his eyes. "And the other boy is supposedly my son!"

Lucius looked at older Draco as his breath hitched. Older Harry immediately reached out for him, clutching his husband's hand protectively and comfortingly.

"I see." Lucius looked at the two older men's back.

"From the future!" Fudge shook his head, "Impossible! Loads of nonsense!"

Taking a deep breath, before anyone could react, Older Harry and Older Draco stood up and turned to face the Ministry people. Harry watched as his older self glared at the people and Older Draco glared at the whole lot of them.

"Believe it or not, Minister," Older Harry sneered, stressing on the word Minister, "We are from the future. It won't change just because you do not believe it; like you do not believe the fact that Voldemort is back."

"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is dead!" Fudge shouted, "There is no evidence..."

Everyone went silent as James gave out a bark-like laugh and fell down from his chair, clutching his stomach. Scorpius was laughing as well, wiping tears off his face.

"He, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" Scorpius said between laughs and James doubled up, clutching his sides, "I thought History books just made that one up!"

"You seriously called Moudlyworts He-Who-Must-Not-Be-named?" James demanded, wiping away tears off his face. "Wow."

Older Draco looked amused as his sons laughed as Harry rolled his eyes. "What did we talk about laughing at improper times, James?"

James sat up straight, looking at his Dad sheepishly. "To not do it?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, for Merlin's sake!" the older Draco looked at older Harry, "They are boys who have been thrust into the past. I think they can laugh where they want to laugh, Harry!"

Older Harry shook his head. "Draco, it doesn't work like that. We are right now in Professor Dumbledore's presence, along with your father who hates me, the Minister who refused to believe me, Kingsley, Percy Weasley and the toad bitch!"

Harry's eyes widened as Umbridge gasped. "How dare you! How dare you insult the Undersecretary of-"

"Oh shut up!" Older Harry snapped. Umbridge shut up but her face reddened with every passing movement. "I threw you in Azkaban once and don't doubt that I can't do it again!"

"I will help!" Harry piped in and immediately shut up as he realized what he had said.

Older Harry sighed. "I am sure you will!"

Fudge looked at Dumbledore. "Dumbledore, I have allowed you to continue but if this kind of behavior goes on..."

"Hey!" Older Harry interrupted, "Wait! You don't do this now. You don't do it till Edgecombe rats us out!" He turned to Draco, "We need to get home."

"And how do you propose to undo what our sons have done?"

"We will find a way!"

Older Draco scoffed. "Of course, Saint Potter would be able to do anything."

"Draco," Harry eyes him warily, "Now is not really the time."

"That's the problem, Harry, you always barge in without any idea..."

As Draco and Harry continue to bicker, Fawkes swoops in and suddenly, time is frozen for everyone who had come in later.

The Time Travelers turned to face Dumbledore along with younger Harry and Draco.

"What did you do?" Draco demanded, but Dumbledore merely looked at Older Harry.

"I am afraid I do not have much time, my boy. Do whatever is needed to get you back." He looked through his half-moon spectacles, smiling gently. "I wished to know what happened in the future, but your mere presence here determines we won. Let me tell you, Harry, I am very proud of you."

Harry looked at Dumbledore and then at his older self, who looked close to tears. "Thank you, Professor. And I know everything that you did for us. I might not...understand a lot of what you did but I am grateful to you."

Dumbledore nodded. Older Harry looked at Dumbledore one last time before turning to Harry. "Hey, mini-me."

Harry waved awkwardly.

"Listen," Harry looked up at his future self, "Things might get bad, you might lose people and sometimes you won't feel like going on. But let me tell you, in the end, it is all worth it."

Harry nodded as Older Draco looked at his younger self. "There are many things that you won't understand right now. But as time passes, you will realize. Don't let the unknown scare you. Muggles can be quite interesting."

The future people flashed them a smile before pulling Scorpius and James to them. They waved to Harry and Harry had a sinking feeling in his stomach. The four people formed a circle and older Draco pulled out a watch from his robes. As he pressed the knob at one end, a blinding light flashed and Harry had to shield his eyes.

When Harry opened his eyes, he could not understand why he was feeling so dizzy. He sat up and looked around to find himself in the transfiguration class, with Ron and Hermione sitting behind him. His eyes automatically darted to an empty bench at the end of the other row. He did not why, but he felt as if something was missing.

He vaguely caught Malfoy's eyes and it looked as if even he had felt that something was off. But as soon as he saw Harry, he sneered. Harry huffed, before turning back to his work. He could not have another blotted scroll.

Nobody remembered the Harry look alike and the Malfoy look-alike who had come to Harry's fifth year in the middle of the school year and charmed Umbridge, nor did anyone remember a crash that happened in the Transfiguration classroom. Yet, History changed.