First, thank you to inu lover, girlknight and Red Roses2-chan for reviewing. Do you guys know how to get italics right?

Secondly, whilst my name isn't Sapphire, my name also isn't J.K.Rowling, so I don't actually own any of this. As you might have realised by now, this fanfic is actually based largely on the 5th book, so unless you see my name on those, I don't actually own most of the plot line either.

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Sirius and James went up to the top dormitory as the girl had said, but had no intention of staying there. They were inquisitive boys, and didn't like to be denied the freedom of knowledge. After all, hadn't they just travelled 20 years into the future?

Sirius sat down on the nearest bed. James, however, was looking curiously at one of the boys' trunks. Just below the lid, in one place, the bottom part was damaged, just one or two inches, but it was how the trunk was damaged that interested James. It seemed that the small area was simply gone. He could see into the trunk, and from even the dim light, he could see how the clothes inside were crumpled and compressed, as if there was a force from above pushing them down. James moved down to open the trunk and have a closer look.

"What are you doing?"

"Look at this," James said, pointing at the 'damaged' area

"But that's just like…"

"Like when I closed my own trunk, and some of the invisibility cloak was coming out the side!"

James had opened the trunk to reveal an invisibility cloak.

"Wow, that looks just like yours!"

"That's because it is mine!" James said, picking it up.

"This is just weird!"

"But, how did it get here, and in this time"

"Look!" Sirius said, pointing to the initials on the trunk

"HP"

"Harry?"

"Potter?!?" said James with a curious smile. "Why else would he have an invisibility cloak, an object that is really rare? An invisibility cloak, that is actually yours!?!"

"Come on!!!" James said, rushing to the door, Sirius a few steps behind him, and they rushed down the stairs, pulling the cloak around them both, as if it was second nature.

They came into the common room and stopped dead.

There, sitting at one of the tables, were two boys. The first had a head of fiery red hair, obviously the twin's brother, Ron. The other looked exactly like James. From the back, Sirius and James could see that Harry had exactly the same hair- it stuck up at the back in the same way as James!

Sirius turned to took at James, and saw him sub-consciously raise his hand to his head, and put it too his hair from the back up, roughing it up.

As Sirius and James moved round to look at Harry from the front, James saw the first differences. A lightening bolt scar on his forehead. He also noticed that his nose was slightly different.

James leaned forward and gazed into Harry's eyes; not hazel, like his own, but a startling shade of green. A shade that James had only seen one other person with.

Was Harry related to Lily Evens? Was she his mum?

Harry and Ron were sitting working hard at homework, and by the look of it they had a lot.

Hermione moved over to the boys, away from her own table, which was covered in her own work, quite a lot more than the boys.

"Nearly done?" she said.

"No." the redhead answered back.

Hermione then made a few pointers to Ron's essay, and by the looks of the two boys, something she rarely did. She seemed to all the facts off by heart.

"Thanks" snarled Ron bitterly.

"Sorry, I only-"

"Yeah, well, if you've just come over here to criticise-"

"Ron-" Hermione said, fairly impatiently.

"I haven't got time to listen to a sermon, all right, Hermione, I'm up to my neck in it here-"

"No, look" she said, fairly annoyed, pointing at a window, where a handsome screech owl was waiting to be let in. After a few what seemed to be tedious comments about the owl's origin, they let it in and read the letter, which seemed to be a mile long. The redhead, Ron, seemed to be furious, but Harry tried to treat it like a joke, something that James and Sirius realised they would themselves, to comfort one of their friends. Or, well, they'd do anyway!

"Well, if you want to – er – what is it? Oh, yeah – "sever ties" with me, I swear I won't get violent!"

At this remark, James tried to move round to the back of Ron to read the letter himself, but by the time he had nudged Sirius, Ron was already ripping up the letter.

"He is-" rip "the world's-" rip "biggest-" rip "git!"

Sirius and James looked at each other; eyebrows raised and smirks in their smiles.

"Come on, we've got to get this finished sometime before dawn" Ron said, referring to his essay.

"Oh, give them here" Hermione said, both abruptly and oddly, and Sirius and James felt sure that her helping them out did not happen on a regular basis. In fact, she was sounding a lot like Lupin!

"What!"

"Give them to me, I'll look through them and correct them"

"Are you serious? Ah, Hermione, you're a life saver! What can I -?"

"What you can say is, "we promise never to leave our homework this late again." "

James and Sirius smirked even more. She was turning out exactly like Lupin.