A/N: I have the fourth part up. I'm sorry it took so long to get up, but I've had a minor case of writer's block and my beta reader was out-of-town for a week. Now I want to ask you to PLEASE review. I haven't been pushing it because I know that gets REALLY annoying, BUT now my review ratio is 18/1. And that just sucks, I am on my knees begging for reviews. Pleasepleasepleaseplease. PLEASE!!!!!!!! OK, now that I have no dignity left I want to thank the few people who reviewed the last part.
*Lavender- I really like this story. I thank you for the praise.
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*Teardrop005- This part isn't exactly a cliffhanger.
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*dreamkatcher- Yes, Arthur is Ron's dad. Patrick is an older brother of Arthur that I made up.
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Disclaimer: I own the way that Arabella looks and I own the Bastils, whom I made up. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
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Harry jumped back in surprise, "Wh-what? How did you know my name?" he hissed back to the snake.
But it was no use, the snake had already curled back into a ball and was apparently sleeping. James and Remus stared at Harry.
"Did he just speak Parseltongue?" Remus whispered to James.
James nodded very slowly, while backing up slightly, "That's just not possible."
"Umm.. Harry," Remus tapped the boy on the shoulder, causing him to come out of the trance-like state that he had been in. Harry turned around to find two very white boys looking at him with fright and even slight disgust.
"What's the matter?" Harry asked, getting worried. He hadn't seen anybody look this way since... "2nd year! Dueling club!" Harry looked at them and sighed at their frightened faces. "I-I spoke Parseltongue again, didn't I?" Both boys nodded mutely. Harry sighed and slumped against the table.
"How can you BE a Parseltongue?" James asked, "I thought there weren't anymore."
"I got the ability from a curse that backfired," Harry answered quickly.
"OK, I guess we should hurry with this. We're already behind," Remus said as he reached for the paper that held the spell.
"Yeah. Let's get back to work," James agreed. But Harry couldn't help but notice that they both avoided any contact with him and didn't talk to him for the rest of the lesson.
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"So how was Care of Magical Creatures?" Lily asked James as she came up behind him just as he sat down to lunch.
"Umm.. We learned some very interesting things." Lily arched an eyebrow as she sat down beside him.
"What kinds of things?"
James smiled at her. "Well... we learned about Bastils and how to collect the venom and of course, that Harry's a Parseltongue and plans to destroy the world," he finished with a frown on his face. Lily blinked once, twice, three times.
"Pardon, I don't think that I heard you right. Did you say that Harry's a Parseltongue?" Lily asked, sounding incredulous. James nodded, "It amazed me as much as it does you." Lily looked worried. "Do you think that he could work for Voldemort?" James squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring smile, "I don't know but we can find out."
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*25 years in the future*
Professor Dumbledore was pacing his office. It had been three days since Harry had disappeared off the magical tracker that he had put on Harry at the end of the last year. "Where is he?" He questioned out loud. "Sirius is not going to take this well." Dumbledore could picture Sirius' reaction.
Sirius would trot into his office as a dog, and as soon as Dumbledore closed the door, Sirius would transform and demand to know what was the matter. He would start to yell, demanding to know if something had happened to Harry, not letting Dumbledore get a word in edgewise. And when he heard what WAS the matter.... Dumbledore didn't even want to think about what would happen then.
"Professor, the minister is here to see you," Dumbledore looked up at Professor McGonagall's head poking out of the fire. "Of course Minerva, send him in," Dumbledore frowned. What in Merlin's name is Fudge doing here?
"Albus." Dumbledore looked up from his desk and looked the Minister of Magic in the eye. "Cornelius, what are you doing here?" Fudge sat down across from Dumbledore and pulled out a piece of parchment from his cloak. "It seems that someone has intercepted a letter from Sirius Black... addressed to you."
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*Back in the past*
"Hey Lily, James," Harry smiled as he sat down across the table from them. They both gave him apprehensive looks and Harry's smile faded. "I see that James told you," Harry sighed and slumped against the chair he was in. Lily looked down sheepishly, "Umm... I-I... Well... yes he did!" She finely got out, turning slightly red.
James glared at Harry, "You don't belong in Gryffindor." he hissed. Sirius, who had come to the table in time to hear James say this, looked at James with shock, "And why doesn't he belong here?" he questioned vehemently. James looked quite startled, then the frown that had been on his face since CMC, (Care of Magical Creatures) returned. He's a Parseltongue," he stated simply.
Sirius backed up quickly and took a seat beside Harry, not looking him in the eye. Harry sighed again, "I can see I'm not welcome, so I think I'll leave." And he stood up and walked out of the Great Hall. James, Sirius and Lily glared after him.
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Harry ran from the Great Hall, not caring where he went. He just knew he needed to get away. His own parents thought that he was evil, and Sirius as well. Harry hadn't felt so betrayed since his third year when he had first found out the truth about Sirius, why Sirius was after him. It had all been a lie, but before he had learned the truth he had had the same feeling of betrayal that he had now.
Harry ran to the lake and sat at the base of a giant willow tree. "Why!" he called out. "Why did you go after my parents? Why did I have to survive? And why did you have to give me any of your powers?" Harry rested his head on his knees and told himself over and over that he was not going to cry. He soon feel into a restless sleep filled with horrible nightmares, filled with pictures of Voldemort killing the people he loves.
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Lily, James and Sirius continued to glare at the entrance to the Great Hall even after Harry had left. They only stopped when Remus and Peter came up and asked them what was wrong. "We were just talking to Harry about the fact that he's evil!" James spat out. Lily made a soothing noise, "It's OK James, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation to this."
At that moment Professor Dumbledore came up to them. "Has any of you seen Mr. Granger since class?" Dumbledore asked urgently. James nodded, a look of disgust forming on his face, "Yes, Sir. He just left." Dumbledore's face grew worried, a sight that the Marauders had almost never seen before. "What's the matter, Professor?" Lily asked, growing scared because the headmaster looked so worried. He smiled kindly at Lily, "Nothing to worry about, Miss Evans. If you see Harry, please tell him that I'm looking for him." The group all nodded, even James. They watched him as he walked out of the Great Hall.
"What do you think that was all about?" Sirius questioned. Remus shrugged his shoulders as he answered, "I really don't know. Do you think he knows about Harry?" Sirius looked up at the ceiling, the sky was gray and a storm was brewing. "I don't know, I hope not."
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Dumbledore searched the halls, he HAD to find Harry. He had found a potion that would track all the people that had done the Reverse charm the day Harry came. "Oh, Albus, I have the ingredients you needed" Dumbledore nodded at the Potions Professor, "Thank you, Christopher. Could you meet me in my office in an hour with the ingredients?"
Professor Chant nodded, "Yes, Sir. May I ask why you need these things?" Dumbledore laughed lightly, "You sound like an eager student." Professor Chant flushed slightly, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm just curious," Dumbledore's smile grew wider, "Perfectly all right, Christopher. I shall see you in an hour." Both men nodded and went in their own directions.
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Sirius, Remus and James were deep in discussion about Quidditch, while Lily was explaining to Peter one of the questions on the potions essay that was due that day. They were all startled when the bell rang. "Come on guys, we have History of Magic," James said as he stood up and started to make his way out of the Great Hall. The rest of the Marauders got up and started to follow him, but stopped when they noticed that Lily was still in her seat, a very troubled look on her face.
"Hey, Lil, what's the matter?" Sirius questioned. "Yeah, honey, we're going to be late for nap time." Lily looked up at James, "I was just wondering where Harry went. McGonagall put us in charge of helping him get around the school, and we just let him run off." James' face took on an expression of mild disgust, "Yeah, but that was before we found out he's working for Voldemort."
James stood up and held out his hand, "Come on, Lil. We have to get to class." He frowned at the anxious expression on her face. "If it makes you feel better, I'm sure that he'll turn up for class. Someone else will most likely tell him how to get to the classroom." Lily smiled up at James.
"All right, let's go!"
"It's about time. Binn's is going to give us detention if we're late, and we have plans tonight."
"And what plans are those, my dear Padfoot?"
"Nothing, Moony my boy. Just a few things that James and I had planned for our dear Slytherin friends."
"Stop bickering and walk. We're going to be REALLY late!"
"Of course, Lily dear. Come on, Moony, Padfoot. Let's go."
"Don't forget me!"
"We would never forget you, Wormy. Would we people?"
Remus, Sirius and Lily all shook their heads vigorously. James turned back to Peter, "See?" Peter nodded and smiled. Lily looked around, "Come on guys, everyone's gone." the small group looked around and then turned and looked back at each other. "What time is it, Lil?" Remus asked urgently. Lily looked at her watch, "2:05! We're late!" Lily screech and sprinted out of the Great Hall, the boys in hot pursuit.
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Dumbledore was pacing his office, waiting for Professor Chant to bring him the ingredients for the Esrever potion. He was also worried about Harry. He hadn't heard from or seen Harry since breakfast. Dumbledore realized that it was imperative that he keep Harry safe. Something told Dumbledore, that if Harry died, the world would be thrown into chaos. He is the chosen one.
Dumbledore's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. The door swung open and in stepped Christopher Chant. "Albus, I have the ingredients. Now, what potion are we doing?" Dumbledore smiled, he had known Christopher for nearly thirty years, ever since his first year at Hogwarts. "We are doing the Esrever potion." Christopher looked startled, "But that's the potion used to track the Reverse charm." Dumbledore smiled, his eyes twinkling slightly, "Yes, Christopher. I do believe it is,"
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Lily, James, Remus, Sirius and Peter ran into the History of Magic classroom ten minutes later. Professor Binns, a very old teacher who many students had bets on the date he would die, gave them the evil eye as they tried to sneak in. "Miss Evans, Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, Mr. Pettigrew, Mr. Lupin, you are fifteen minutes late. Five points from Gryffindor each and detention. Now if we could continue our lesson on the Dwarf-Gnome alliance in 1592."
They all took their respective seats in silence, Lily, then James and Sirius, with Remus sitting behind Lily and Peter behind James. Lily looked around the class room, searching for Harry, after scanning the whole room she began to worry. McGonagall had put then in charge of looking after Harry and after only the FIRST day they had lost him. Not even a full day, only five hours.
"James is probably overreacting to the whole Parseltongue thing. Just because Harry can speak it doesn't mean he's evil," Lily thought as she took notes on the revolution. Suddenly an odd feeling over took Lily. She looked around to see if any body else felt it, but when she looked around nobody was acting any different. Lily sat listening to Professor Binn's lecture without really hearing it. She just couldn't shake the feeling that a horrible danger was near. Just as Lily made up her mind that she had to be imagining things, James' head shot up from where he had been taking a nap. He looked around quickly as if he was scared of something and his eyes meet Lily's. Both eyes mirroring the unease and sense of danger that was held in the other's.
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Professor Chant and Dumbledore were just finishing the potion. "So, Albus, you do realize that for this potion to work it has to be taken by a person that has performed the reverse charm?" Dumbledore smiled, "Yes Christopher, I do realize that. Thankfully I have a person who performed the Charm recently."
The younger man looked up, startled, "But that charm is extremely dangerous! Three out of five wizards who try and perform it die!" Dumbledore nodded, "That's very true. Well, I do believe you have a class to teach." Chant nodded his head slightly, "I do believe you're right. I'll see you later, Albus. Tell me how the potion works out." Dumbledore smiled a very secretive smile. "I'll be sure to." Professor Chant smiled and stood up, "Good bye Albus." And he walked out the door, shutting it softly behind him.
Dumbledore sat down at his desk and rubbed his temples, he had a feeling that something was wrong. He was trying to figure out what was wrong, when the door to his office was thrown open and Professor McGonagall rushed in. "Albus! Voldemort in attacking Hogsmeade!"
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Harry woke up at the base of the old willow tree. He remembered the dream that he had about Voldemort attacking Hogsmeade. He was confused for a moment until everything that had happened at lunch came rushing back. "They hate me!" he said quietly, despair filling his voice. Harry knew that he couldn't go back to Hogwarts yet, so he started to make his way to Hogsmeade.
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A/N: OK, I absolutely LOVE stories where Harry goes back in time and meets his parents. So I went through the site and found some of them. I have the stories and their authors. So if you want, you can read them. I would just like to say that I have no right to these stories, they belong to their respective owners and I hope they don't mind me putting them in my list.
When Harry met Sally, erm, Lily - By Vampiress01
Harry Potter and The Journey to the Past - Winter Orchid
Harry Potter...Blast to the Past...PROLOUGE - By Von of Chaos
When Lily met Harry: Part 1 - Little Witch
I'll keep looking and put them in my next chapter.