WARNING= This story is not property of Michael Irene and should not be sued

WARNING= this story is not property of Michael Irene and should not be sued.

Michael Irene presents

What If...


"The most insignificant thing can change the whole course of time"

Lily Potter surveyed her son's room. Harry Potter was now in his fifth year at Hogworts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry but was still incapable of cleaning up his room. On an oak shelf in the corner of his room was a TV hooked up to a Playstation 2. On the ground next to it was a number of cases with names like: Final Fantasy 9, Armored Core 2, and Quidditch 2002. On another shelf next his bed was a CD player and a number of muggle and magical artists CD's. There was a Limp Bizkit poster on the wall right next to another poster with a wizard clasping a wand writing Wand Warrior in the air. On his desk were sheets of parchment and pictures of Harry with his three best friends holding up a poster saying Neo Marauders. Lily Potter picked up some laundry and sighed as she put the clothes in the basket.

"Hey I was reading that," shouted a red eyed Harry Potter at his sister, Elizabeth Potter, as she took away the comics section of The Daily Prophet. "Tough. Dad wants to read it."

"Dad!" exclaimed Harry "I thought you were supposed to be mature." "Well Harry, you thought wrong," replied James Potter as he sipped his coffee. "James!" yelled a voice from upstairs "Can you go toast a bagel for me." "Sure honey." It was truly an average morning at the Potter house. Soon Harry would go to the Pavilion in town, were he would meet up with his friends and go the mall. Elizabeth would go to the Library were she would meet up with her friend Hermione Granger and spend the day researching god knows what. James would be off to work. Lily would spend the day cleaning the house and having Tea with the neighbors. Little did the Potter's know that someone was plotting against them.

"Bam, Bam" Harry Potter was playing a game at the pavilion with one of his best friends Seamus Finnigan. "Zeeww…" "Out of quarters. How bout you Harry." "Me too. When are the others going to get here?" "I don't know. Oh wait there they are. Dean! Over here!" Dean Thomas another one of Harry's best friends was running toward them with a tall (and rather stunning in Harry's opinion) running behind him. "Hey Harry, hey Seamus. What's new."? "How come you got here so late?" inquired Seamus. "Oh well I had to clean my room and on the way here I saw her staring at a bracelet in the jewelry shop window." "Oh shut up," replied the girl, now hiding a blush. "So did you all remember my birthday?" All the guys began shuffling there feet and whistling. "That's what I thought so you all are going to get me something…. NOW!" All of them started to scramble to different sides of the pavilion. Harry found himself in front of the jewelry shop that Dean had spoke about and sitting on a pillow was a silver bracelet. He knew immediately that it was what he was going to buy for her. However, one thing lingered in his mind "How much."  Harry left the shop with the bracelet, wrapped, in his hand and his wallet considerably thinner. He met up with Seamus and Dean near the food court. Seamus had gotten her the Limp Bizkit CD and Dean had gotten her Quidditch 2002. They sighed after seeing Harry's gift and weighing it against there's. But to much of there surprise, she rather like their gifts. When she unwrapped Harry's gift she let out a gasp of surprise for she was staring for one and a half hours at the same bracelet. It was also engraved with Ginny Weasley: N. Marauder. Ginny gave Harry a teary-eyed hug and whispered  "Thank you Harry." In her mind, she added, "I love you."

How many you weren't expecting that huh? Well as a wise man once said "Review, Review, Review." Oh and for those who are wondering Ginny and Harry have yet to admit how they feel to one another. I'll try and make the next chapter longer. Thanks.