"Whatever you say, Harry. The password is Dazzling Dragons," Neville, looked at James who was standing in the hallway, waving at him strangely. Neville shrugged it off and headed to the Library to finish his potions essay.

Once Neville was out of the way, James ducked back under the invisibility cloak.

"Okay," he said to 4 equally confused faces, "what the hell just happened?"

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"Harry? Who's Harry?" Sirius asked. The Marauders were sitting in the corner of the hallway hidden under the invisibility cloak. "And whoever the bloke is, why did that kid mistake him for you?"

"I have no clue," James said, "but does anyone think that he looks a bit like Frank?"

"Yeah, he does, but who is he, and where are we?" Remus said.

"I think we should wait here until whoever the students here are go down to dinner and then we can go into the common room and look around a bit," Lily, the voice of reason, said.

"Good idea, I second that," Remus, the second voice of reason, said.

The Marauders sat in the corner and waited for about an hour before the portrait swung open and the students piled out.

"Do any of you recognize any of them?" James asked.

"No, some of them look familiar, but…" Sirius said.

"Those look like Weasleys, but none I know of," Lily said, pointing to Fred and George.

The portrait door swung closed behind the last of the students and the Marauders stood up and walked over to it.

"Dazzling Dragons," James said quietly. The portrait swung open, revealing the Gryffindor common room.

"Everything looks normal," Peter said.

The common room was empty except for three students in the corner by the fireplace.

Remus tapped James' shoulder. "Hey," Remus whispered, "I bet that's the Harry kid, he has the same hair as you."

"This is really weird," Sirius said. "Who the hell are they? James, you don't have any relatives you forgot to mention?"

"Of course not, Sirius," James said.

"Maybe we should just go over and ask them for some help," Lily suggested.

The Marauders walked quietly over to the group by the fire and listened to their conversation.

"Honestly, Harry, you can't lie in your Potions essay," the brown haired girl said.

"I was right, that is Harry," Remus whispered to James.

"Why not? It's not like I'm doing something wrong or anything," Harry replied. "Right Ron?"

"Right, Harry. Hermione, give him a break. It's not his fault his potion didn't work and its not fair for him to get in trouble because of it," Ron said.

"He must be a Weasley too," Lily whispered, mostly to herself.

Hermione threw her hands in the air. "Fine, whatever, but if you get in trouble it's not my fault."

"We knew you'd see the answer eventually, Hermione," Harry said.

Sirius nudged James. "We ought to show ourselves now, before anyone else comes, these kids seem trustworthy."

"Trustworthy? All we know is that they had one argument and since when are you a judge of trustworthiness," Peter said.

"Do you have any better suggestion, Peter?" Sirius said as he pulled off the invisibility cloak.

The Marauders walked up to Harry, Ron and Hermione who were now busy doing their homework.

"Excuse me," Lily said politely.

"Do any of you know where we are?" James asked politely as the three students on the rug turned to look at the Marauders. "We seem to be rather misplaced at the moment, could any of you help us?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione leapt to their feet, staring at the newcomers.

"Who…who…who are you?" Harry said.

"That big oaf over there is Sirius Black, the kid next to him with the glasses is Remus Lupin, the other kid is Peter Pettigrew, this beautiful lady next to me is Lily Evans, and I'm James Potter," James said with a flourish. "And who might you three be? You look awfully like me." James said, pointing at Harry, who was staring at James and Lily with his mouth hanging open.

"Well, umm, I'm Hermione Granger, that's Ron Weasley, and the kid with his mouth open is Harry," Hermione stuttered.

"Harry what?" Lily asked.

"Ummm, Harry Potter," Hermione said hesitantly.

"Potter?" Sirius said.

"Yeah, I'm Harry Potter. Are you really Ja..James and Lily?" Harry said.

"Of course, are you related to me? And where are we, I don't think I've ever heard of you before," James said. "Maybe Sirius was right. Are you on the Mugwump or Argus side of the family?"

"Well, umm, neither. I'm your son," Harry said, pointing at James and Lily.

Sirius, Remus and Peter fell over laughing hysterically. Lily and James stared at each other before jumping apart.

"Their…their…son!?" Sirius asked, holding his stomach and laughing.

"Umm, yeah, why?" Harry said.

"That means they get married," Peter said, starting to calm down.

Remus suddenly jumped up. "WAIT!!!!!" he shouted.

Everyone stared at him.

"If your their son, and you're 15, that means that we've time traveled or something," Remus said. "And if we've time traveled, this is very serious."

"Yes?" Sirius asked innocently. Lily hit the back of his head playfully.

"Stop it you two. What year is it?" Remus asked Hermione.

"2001, what year did you think it was?" Hermione asked.

The Marauders sobered up considerably. James motioned for everyone to sit down. Once everyone has taken a seat on the couches near the fireplace he began speaking.

"Okay, when I woke up this morning, it was 1973, now it's 2001. What the hell happened?" James asked.

"Well, it seems that we've time traveled somehow," Remus said, cleaning his glasses.

"How? Time travel doesn't just happen randomly," Peter said, obviously worried.

"Did anything weird happen to you today?" Hermione asked.

"Not really. We played a prank on the Slytherins," Sirius said.

"Hold on a minute. In the hallway, we all fell into the wall like we were pushed," Lily said, jumping out of her seat. "That could have been when we traveled, remember, that was really weird."

"Right, that's it," James said, pulling Lily back down. "What about you? Did anything weird happen?"

"Nothing, except…" Harry said.

"Except what?" Lily said.

"In potions we made a Memoriam Potion and mine didn't work, well, it seems that it did, but not really," Harry said.

Hermione and Ron nodded knowingly.

"You didn't change you wish, did you?" Hermione said with some trepidation.

Harry shook his head.

"Something is really horribly wrong then, you got what you wanted to remember, but this shouldn't have happened, something is totally screwed up," Ron said.

"But, this….time-travel, a Memoriam Potion would never have done this," Hermione said. "It must have been something else, unless Harry managed to make a rather powerful potion by accident."

"Couldn't be," Ron said. "We shared a pot, my potion would have been messed up too."

"Could someone explain please?" Remus asked. "Harry, what did you want to remember in the Memoriam Potion?"

"Uh," Harry said, glancing briefly at James and Lily. "Nothing."

Lily looked at Harry for a minute. "Nothing? It certainly doesn't seem like that. There's no need to lie."

Just then, they heard footsteps outside the portrait hole.

"Quick! Take the cloak and follow me," Hermione said, running to her dormitory.

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The Marauders crouched under a table in Hermione's dorm room hidden by the invisibility cloak. Hermione was sitting on her bed reading and trying to obstruct their view of Lavender and Parvati, who were changing into their pajamas. Sirius was trying to stretch his neck so that he could look over the top of Hermione's head; Remus and Peter were being a tad bit more subtle, but they were trying to look, nonetheless. James probably would have been, had Lily not been sitting on his lap, holding him down.

"Lily, ow, hey," Sirius said as Lily pulled Sirius back down to the floor.

"Sit down, stop ogling those girls, they have no clue you're here," Lily said. "Plus, if you stand up any more you're going to knock down the books over our heads."

Lavender and Parvati had finished changing and were getting into their beds, snuffing the candles on their nightables.

"Hermione," Parvati called out, "Are you going to bed?"

"Or do you need to do more reading?" Lavender finished the sentence for Parvati.

"No, I'll just be getting into bed now," Hermione said. "Oh, darn, I left my socks on that table over there, I'll just go get them, you can snuff the candles, don't worry."

Hermione walked over to the table under which the Marauders were sitting. She rummaged through the books on top of it, seemingly accidentally dropping a piece of parchment under the table. Remus stuck out a hand to get the parchment, which read:

Take your Marauder's Map with you and go sleep in the tunnel behind the one-humped witch. Meet us in Harry's room during breakfast tomorrow morning, we'll bring you some food.

-Hermione-

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The next day during breakfast, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sneaking back to their common room to give the Marauders some food.

"This is so…so…wow," Harry said.

"I know, they're your parents and they're…you know," Hermione said.

"What? They're here? They're our age? They're alive?" Harry asked.

"Well, all 3," Hermione said.

"Why though? Why did they come?" Ron asked.

"We don't know," Hermione said, "but they should be going soon, as soon as we can figure out how."

"We should go to Dumbledore," Ron said.

"Ron? What's happened to you?" Harry said. "You're starting to sound like Hermione!"

"Oh, that hurt. I've been seriously insulted. But really, it's just, well, time travel is really powerful and to bring them all this way here, that must have taken a lot of powerful magic," Ron said. "And with what happened last year at the, uh, Tournament, this visit might not be a good thing."

"I agree, but I don't want to go to Dumbledore yet, maybe in a few days," Harry said with a detached expression on his face. "I never got those memories, but I got something better."

Hermione and Ron exchanged glances, a look of concern on both their faces.

They had reached the portrait hole; Harry said the password and they went inside, heading up to Harry and Ron's dorm where the Marauders ought to be waiting for them. Sure enough, the door was open slightly and there was a shaggy black dog sitting on the floor. When the three of them walked in, the dog changed back into Sirius.

"Hey, Sirius, good morning," Harry said, "they had waffles for breakfast today."

Everyone sat on the floor in a circle with the food in the center. Harry locked the door and put a Silencing Charm up so that no one could hear what they were saying.

"Professor, could you pass the syrup," Hermione asked Remus absentmindedly. He didn't respond. "Hey, pass the syrup."

"Did you just call Remus, Professor?" Sirius asked, turning to Hermione with one eyebrow raised.

"Uh," Hermione said, looking nervous.

"That's great! Not much of a surprise but… what subject?" Sirius said, clapping his hands together.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," Ron said, "best we've ever had!"

"Do I still teach here?" Remus asked, sounding amused.

"Not exactly," Harry said. "Something happened at the end of the year when you were teaching us and Snape told everyone you were a werewolf."

"Snape?" Sirius said, "don't tell me that slimy haired git is teaching here too."

"Actually, he is, teaching Potions, he hates all of us," Ron said.

"Wait, wait, back to me," Remus said, jabbing his fork at Sirius. "What happened that made Snape tell everyone about me? And how do you all know I'm a werewolf?"

"Don't act all nervous Moony, I probably told him, he is my son you know," Lily said, staring at Harry, who moved uncomfortably. "After all, he knows about the Animagus thing."

"Stop changing the subject," Remus said. "Tell me what happened."

"I don't think that would be such a good idea," Hermione said. "It's not really, well, we can't tell you."

"Why not?" Remus asked, annoyed.

"Because, then we'd have to tell you too much about you future and you might try to change it," Hermione explained.

Harry cut in. "Hermione's right, we really can't tell you yet, it will take too much explaining."

"You've got a point," Remus thoughtfully. "Okay, I won't ask anymore, don't worry, I'm not going to pester you."

They sat for a moment chewing on their waffles. Sirius reached up to get some orange juice when he saw Harry looking right at him.

"Hey, Harry, where'd you get the scar?" Sirius asked, pointing at Harry's forehead. "Looks kinda nasty, what happened? Did you fall off a broomstick or something? James was probably teaching you some Seeker trick. That would be so like him to permanently disfigure his son in the name of Quidditch," Sirius chuckled, looking at James, who tried to look annoyed.

Harry turned rather white as he looked at James and Lily and heard Sirius' question. There was a moment or two of silence. Hermione's eyes began to water as she look at Lily; Ron glared at Peter, and Harry looked at his father, James.

"That's also something we shouldn't be explaining now," Hermione said, her voice quavering, "it's rather more serious than a fall off a broomstick."

"What happened?" Sirius said. "You're only 15, what could really have happened that's all that bad?"

Harry just stared at Sirius before jumping off the floor and running out of the room. Ron and Hermione followed him, slamming the door behind them.

The Marauders looked at each other for a moment.

"Something's up," James said. "There's something really major that none of them have mentioned to us, something that they try to avoid mentioning."

"Right," Lily said. "Hermione keeps looking at me and trying not to cry."

"I agree," Peter spoke up. "All three of them, especially that Weasley kid, glare at me, like, like, I don't know, Iike I've stabbed them in the back or something. It's the creepiest feeling."

"And have any of you noticed that there are no photos of any of us in Harry's room," James said. "All the other kids have pictures from when they were younger, except Harry."

"Something is most definitely not right. I'm almost positive Hermione called me Snuffles," Sirius added.

"Snuffles?" Remus said. "Why would they call you Snuffles?"

Sirius shrugged.

"Anyway, something's up here, there isn't much we can do besides ask them about it," James said, waving his wand to clear the dishes off the floor and hide them behind a tapestry "I think Harry was running towards Hermione's dorm room, let's follow them and ask them, hey, you never know, they might even tell us what happens to us when we grow up."

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