A/N: Okay... here's what I've been drooling over to do for the past month, so be nice! Otherwise... you'll get even worse shit to deal with! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Chapter Seventeen
"Are they alright?"
"I think so.... the blonde bird was beat up pretty badly."
"What about the guy.... he looked just as bad... that cut on his forehead and everything...."
"I hope he's alright... he looked awfully pale..."
"I think that has something to do with you hitting him in the rib cage, Rocky."
"Would you stop calling me that!"
"Actually, that was me...."
"Well... I'm sure fatso here didn't help matters any...."
"I'm not fat!"
Harry heard some shuffling on the ground. He breathed in deeply and opened up his eyes and looked around the area he was in. He was in the infirmary. He saw Astra on the bed next to him. She looked like she had taken quite the beating from the flying debris in the windstorm the gem caused.
He sat up slowly and looked down on the ground. He saw a small boy wrestling with a very tall black haired boy. "Ah... you're awake..." Harry was startled by the voice. It sounded very similar to his own.
He looked up and saw something that surprised him. He saw a tall sixth year boy with a mess of black hair and wore glasses. He smiled and shook his head at his two buddies on the ground. "He's awake, mate!"
The small boy got up first and smiled gleefully. "Great!" He had watery blue eyes and ash blonde hair. He wore gold rimmed glasses as well.
The tall black haired boy stood up and brushed himself off. He looked indignantly at the smaller boy. "Beginner's luck that you win..." He grumbled as he brushed his hand through his short black hair. He had sparkling light blue eyes.
"We were worried that there was something wrong with you and your friend... are you alright?" asked James Potter. Harry nodded silently. He couldn't think. All he could think about was what had happened before he woke up in this place. Was he in another dimension? Did he actually go back in time? Where was Voldemort.
The very tall black haired boy, Harry recognized, was Sirius Black. He smiled and mussed up Harry's hair. "You're a tough one, you know? You were bashed and beaten pretty badly. You got that cut on your forehead and everything."
Peter Pettigrew stared at the scar oddly. Harry had the sudden urge to hit the boy, but he suppressed it. He knew it wouldn't make sense right now to do it. Harry, instead, brushed his bangs in front of it and left it that way.
Astra started stirring on her bed and Sirius flew over to her. He leaned over and touched her face. "Hey blondie... are you alright?" He said. Harry noticed James slap his forehead in frustration.
Astra breathed in deeply and stretched. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up into the smiling face of Sirius Black. "Eh?" she said in confusion.
"Hello, there! We all found you out on the grounds and thought you might like a lift to the infirmary." Sirius said.
A fourth boy appeared beside James. His brownish hair got in his eyes and he blew it out of the way. "What do you think? Do you recognize them?" Remus Lupin said to James.
James gazed straight into Harry's eyes. He seemed to regard Harry carefully. "Not a clue..."
Astra sat up in her bed and yawned. "Well... after being unconscious, I think I ought to get some actual sleep." She said as she pushed Sirius away.
"Ah.... an American..." Remus said suddenly. Astra blushed and coughed. She saw the look in Harry's eyes and realized what she needed to do.
"Um... sort of..." she said with a British accent. She concentrated hard on how Harry talked and tried to emulate it. "I lived in America for a while, but I was born here...."
"I see...." Remus said with a smile. "I've met a few of those...."
"Why don't we get you two to your dorm rooms. What year are you two?" James said thoughtfully. He watched Harry like a hawk. It made him nervous with those eyes watching him.
"Sixth..." Harry said quickly.
"I don't remember them being part of our dorm." Peter said to James and Remus.
"We're not... we sort of just transferred here and were attacked...." Astra said indignantly. "I'm sorry if we caused you any trouble...."
"Not at all! I didn't even feel it when I stubbed my toe on the boy there." James smiled.
"Or when we fell on each other." Sirius continued.
"Or when we had to untangle ourselves from the mass we had become..." Remus said.
"Or when We carried you two here and suffered the anguish of having to carry you here..." Peter smiled.
Harry stared at them. Astra did the same. She stood up and smiled. "Well... I'm sorry for the inconvenience. We'll be going to our dorms now..."
"I'll show you to your dorm, if you'd like!" Sirius said.
James jabbed him in his ribs and hissed something that sounded like, "Dog!"
Sirius put up his hands in a begging manner and panted heavily, just like a dog. "Aw... Look at ickle Padfoot trying to impress the pretty girl with his dog like charms!" Peter said.
Remus smiled and walked over to Sirius' side. He then emulated the same pose. Astra stared at them both. "What have I gotten myself into...." she said quietly.
"A whole mess of hormonal boys who haven't had a date since last year?" Remus said cheerfully.
James hit Remus on his head with a book he had in his hand. "Oops... I forgot! Our dear Jamsie here has his own mess of girl problems."
"Meaning he's practically engaged." Sirius said. James growled as his face went red.
"Very funny, guys! Why don't we just help them up to Gryffindor and leave it at this tonight?!" James Huffed. Harry sniggered. James turned to Harry and looked surprised at him. Harry stopped and stared back. Suddenly, James started laughing and slapped Harry on the back. "You're a good guy, mate! My name is James Potter, what's yours!"
"Henry.... Henry Porter..." Harry stammered out. Astra winked at him. He knew that if he had said his last name, they would be questioning him.
Astra smiled. She knew there had to be at least a few people at this school who were named with her last name. "My name is...." Then, she thought better of it. "Stella Nightstar." she said as she blushed. At least she chose something meaning "star".
Sirius seemed to take the blush as being embarrassed to be around him and put his arm around her again, smiling a very wide grin. Remus simply shook his head and grinned. "Why don't we go up to the dorms now?"
They trumped out of the infirmary to Gryffindor Tower. Sirius showed Astra to the sixth year girl's dorm and waited patiently after he knocked on it. The door opened and a very pretty red haired girl showed up. She had the greenest eyes, Astra had ever seen, except on Harry. "Lily! Sorry to wake you, but we found this bird lying outside."
Lily yawned and rubbed her eyes. "Sirius... in the morning, I'm going to kill you..." She glanced at Astra and smiled. "My name is Lily Evans... come on in... don't worry about him, he's always like that...." She motioned to Sirius who was smiling at them both roguishly.
"Stella Nightstar... I kind of figured that..." she kept up her British accent well. It never faltered. Sirius stopped Astra from going inside as Lily started to retreat into the room.
"Hey... If you would like to hang some time and have some fun..." He winked at her and she glared at him. "You know... get to know one another..."
Astra punched him in the jaw and stalked inside, closing the door behind her. "Good job, Stella..." Lily said in admiration. "Here's a bed for you.... I think that's your trunk. You know... You do realize he's not going to give up on a girl like you. He envisions the spicy ones as a challenge."
Harry had gotten into a pair of pajamas and into bed, when Sirius walked into the boys dorm, massaging his jaw. Remus and Peter laughed. James kept that smile on his face and said, "So the bird as talons?"
"Mean ones!" Sirius said glummly. "My poor jaw...." He whimpered as he sat down on his bed.
"Lily cheered her on, I bet..." Remus said.
"Lily would! She enjoys watching Sirius hit the floor after saying something stupid." James said.
"I thought that was you, James.." Sirius said. James threw his pillow at him.
When everything went quiet, Harry wondered about what had happened that he was being accepted and why he had a trunk full of clothes. It made no sense to him at all. Hermione had told him that going back in time would mean if he ran into his father, he would create some kind of paradox and.... It started to give him a headache trying to think about it.
In the morning, Harry heard someone whispering across the room. "So what do you think happened to those two last night.. Do you think they are legitimate?" he heard Sirius say.
"Voldemort followers, most likely.... He's been seriously gathering people up." Remus said. "They had their trunks there already, right? They have to be legitimate..."
"I hate holding double conversations..." Peter whined. "They always give me a head ache.
"Speaking gives you a headache, Peter..." Sirius jabbed.
"Ah, shaddap! It's listening to YOU that gives me the head ache!" Peter countered.
"I think he's waking... I can hear his breathing change.." Remus said quietly.
"You and your damned ears.... what are you doing, stalking him?" Sirius jabbed Remus.
"No more than you would be to a Slytherin girl...."
"Actually, I think he's covered that area as well..." James said placidly.
It sounded like there was another wrestling match on the floor until someone got up. Harry opened his eyes and saw Sirius chasing James around the room with a broom. "I'll get you for that, Prongs!"
Harry sat up and laughed at them chasing each other. Remus smiled placidly at Harry and walked over to his bed. He sat down next to him and shook his head. "I'm sorry about talking about you and your friend behind your backs... There's just a lot of trouble happening right now, and there are few we can trust...." He mussed up Harry's hair and grinned.
"You know... you have the same hair as James over there? You even look similar..." Remus stared at Harry for a moment. The war that was going around the room raged on unnoticed. He suddenly smiled. "My name is Remus Lupin... The one being chased is James Potter.... The hot headed one is Sirius Black... pun intended.... and the smaller one is Peter Pettigrew...."
Harry smiled. He felt at home with Remus sitting next to him like this, a welcoming feeling. He felt it when he went back home to Remus and Sirius' house. It felt good. "I think we ought to get dressed and go down to breakfast..."
Remus glanced up and was hit in the head with a flying book. James and Sirius turned and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, mate! Didn't know that was going that way..." James said.
Remus picked up the book and grinned maliciously. "Sirius.... James.... How would you like to be the on the receiving end of a massive pair of jaws?" Remus growled.
"I'm sure you were having fun with Henry there... Is there something you want to tell us, Remus?" James winked.
Remus kept that evil smile on his face. "I don't fancy blokes, James... you above all people ought to know that..."
"That's not what I heard...." Sirius said with a smile.
Remus threw the book at Sirius and threw a pillow at James. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Peter squeaked and jumped onto the pile. Harry shook his head at this scene. He never imagined Peter as someone like this. Someone who was actually his parents' friend.
When everything had finally settled down, Harry walked to the girls' dormitories. He knocked on the door and was surprised by a very pretty girl with long red hair and brilliant green eyes. As green as his own. She smiled invitingly at him. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to disturb you...." he stammered out.
It was his mother. He remembered the pictures he had in his photo album. "Not to worry... I was about to leave anyway... You must be Stella's friend, Henry... am I right?"
"Y-yes... my name is Henry..."
She stared at him. "You look very familiar...." she said quietly. "Do I know you from somewhere?"
"N-no...." He looked into the dorm room. Astra was bounding towards him with a slightly different school uniform on. The robes were the same, but her skirt was longer. It came down to her knees. She had her hair up in to braids and her ears were human looking.
"Here she is..." Lily smiled at Harry. "My name is Lily, by the way..." She stuck out her hand for him to shake. He took it and smiled.
"Harry! What do you think, hmmm?" Astra said when Harry tore himself away from Lily.
"This is getting incredibly strange. They suspect something is weird, but they aren't being to aggressive about it." Harry said.
"Lily was ultra sweet to me. She offered to help me put my hair up this morning." She pointed to the little flowers in her hair. "A little retro, but it works."
"They don't seem to notice your ears either." Harry noted.
"It's almost as if someone is helping us...." Astra said as they walked into the Great Hall. Harry's scar twinged and he saw someone very familiar at the Slytherin table.
"It can't be... how did he scratch his way in Hogwarts?" Harry said as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. Harry glanced back at the Slytherin table. Voldemort was talking to a couple of people, including a sixth year girl with shoulder length black hair and piercing violet eyes.
"This is going to be very strange, indeed." Harry said.
Chapter Seventeen
"Are they alright?"
"I think so.... the blonde bird was beat up pretty badly."
"What about the guy.... he looked just as bad... that cut on his forehead and everything...."
"I hope he's alright... he looked awfully pale..."
"I think that has something to do with you hitting him in the rib cage, Rocky."
"Would you stop calling me that!"
"Actually, that was me...."
"Well... I'm sure fatso here didn't help matters any...."
"I'm not fat!"
Harry heard some shuffling on the ground. He breathed in deeply and opened up his eyes and looked around the area he was in. He was in the infirmary. He saw Astra on the bed next to him. She looked like she had taken quite the beating from the flying debris in the windstorm the gem caused.
He sat up slowly and looked down on the ground. He saw a small boy wrestling with a very tall black haired boy. "Ah... you're awake..." Harry was startled by the voice. It sounded very similar to his own.
He looked up and saw something that surprised him. He saw a tall sixth year boy with a mess of black hair and wore glasses. He smiled and shook his head at his two buddies on the ground. "He's awake, mate!"
The small boy got up first and smiled gleefully. "Great!" He had watery blue eyes and ash blonde hair. He wore gold rimmed glasses as well.
The tall black haired boy stood up and brushed himself off. He looked indignantly at the smaller boy. "Beginner's luck that you win..." He grumbled as he brushed his hand through his short black hair. He had sparkling light blue eyes.
"We were worried that there was something wrong with you and your friend... are you alright?" asked James Potter. Harry nodded silently. He couldn't think. All he could think about was what had happened before he woke up in this place. Was he in another dimension? Did he actually go back in time? Where was Voldemort.
The very tall black haired boy, Harry recognized, was Sirius Black. He smiled and mussed up Harry's hair. "You're a tough one, you know? You were bashed and beaten pretty badly. You got that cut on your forehead and everything."
Peter Pettigrew stared at the scar oddly. Harry had the sudden urge to hit the boy, but he suppressed it. He knew it wouldn't make sense right now to do it. Harry, instead, brushed his bangs in front of it and left it that way.
Astra started stirring on her bed and Sirius flew over to her. He leaned over and touched her face. "Hey blondie... are you alright?" He said. Harry noticed James slap his forehead in frustration.
Astra breathed in deeply and stretched. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up into the smiling face of Sirius Black. "Eh?" she said in confusion.
"Hello, there! We all found you out on the grounds and thought you might like a lift to the infirmary." Sirius said.
A fourth boy appeared beside James. His brownish hair got in his eyes and he blew it out of the way. "What do you think? Do you recognize them?" Remus Lupin said to James.
James gazed straight into Harry's eyes. He seemed to regard Harry carefully. "Not a clue..."
Astra sat up in her bed and yawned. "Well... after being unconscious, I think I ought to get some actual sleep." She said as she pushed Sirius away.
"Ah.... an American..." Remus said suddenly. Astra blushed and coughed. She saw the look in Harry's eyes and realized what she needed to do.
"Um... sort of..." she said with a British accent. She concentrated hard on how Harry talked and tried to emulate it. "I lived in America for a while, but I was born here...."
"I see...." Remus said with a smile. "I've met a few of those...."
"Why don't we get you two to your dorm rooms. What year are you two?" James said thoughtfully. He watched Harry like a hawk. It made him nervous with those eyes watching him.
"Sixth..." Harry said quickly.
"I don't remember them being part of our dorm." Peter said to James and Remus.
"We're not... we sort of just transferred here and were attacked...." Astra said indignantly. "I'm sorry if we caused you any trouble...."
"Not at all! I didn't even feel it when I stubbed my toe on the boy there." James smiled.
"Or when we fell on each other." Sirius continued.
"Or when we had to untangle ourselves from the mass we had become..." Remus said.
"Or when We carried you two here and suffered the anguish of having to carry you here..." Peter smiled.
Harry stared at them. Astra did the same. She stood up and smiled. "Well... I'm sorry for the inconvenience. We'll be going to our dorms now..."
"I'll show you to your dorm, if you'd like!" Sirius said.
James jabbed him in his ribs and hissed something that sounded like, "Dog!"
Sirius put up his hands in a begging manner and panted heavily, just like a dog. "Aw... Look at ickle Padfoot trying to impress the pretty girl with his dog like charms!" Peter said.
Remus smiled and walked over to Sirius' side. He then emulated the same pose. Astra stared at them both. "What have I gotten myself into...." she said quietly.
"A whole mess of hormonal boys who haven't had a date since last year?" Remus said cheerfully.
James hit Remus on his head with a book he had in his hand. "Oops... I forgot! Our dear Jamsie here has his own mess of girl problems."
"Meaning he's practically engaged." Sirius said. James growled as his face went red.
"Very funny, guys! Why don't we just help them up to Gryffindor and leave it at this tonight?!" James Huffed. Harry sniggered. James turned to Harry and looked surprised at him. Harry stopped and stared back. Suddenly, James started laughing and slapped Harry on the back. "You're a good guy, mate! My name is James Potter, what's yours!"
"Henry.... Henry Porter..." Harry stammered out. Astra winked at him. He knew that if he had said his last name, they would be questioning him.
Astra smiled. She knew there had to be at least a few people at this school who were named with her last name. "My name is...." Then, she thought better of it. "Stella Nightstar." she said as she blushed. At least she chose something meaning "star".
Sirius seemed to take the blush as being embarrassed to be around him and put his arm around her again, smiling a very wide grin. Remus simply shook his head and grinned. "Why don't we go up to the dorms now?"
They trumped out of the infirmary to Gryffindor Tower. Sirius showed Astra to the sixth year girl's dorm and waited patiently after he knocked on it. The door opened and a very pretty red haired girl showed up. She had the greenest eyes, Astra had ever seen, except on Harry. "Lily! Sorry to wake you, but we found this bird lying outside."
Lily yawned and rubbed her eyes. "Sirius... in the morning, I'm going to kill you..." She glanced at Astra and smiled. "My name is Lily Evans... come on in... don't worry about him, he's always like that...." She motioned to Sirius who was smiling at them both roguishly.
"Stella Nightstar... I kind of figured that..." she kept up her British accent well. It never faltered. Sirius stopped Astra from going inside as Lily started to retreat into the room.
"Hey... If you would like to hang some time and have some fun..." He winked at her and she glared at him. "You know... get to know one another..."
Astra punched him in the jaw and stalked inside, closing the door behind her. "Good job, Stella..." Lily said in admiration. "Here's a bed for you.... I think that's your trunk. You know... You do realize he's not going to give up on a girl like you. He envisions the spicy ones as a challenge."
Harry had gotten into a pair of pajamas and into bed, when Sirius walked into the boys dorm, massaging his jaw. Remus and Peter laughed. James kept that smile on his face and said, "So the bird as talons?"
"Mean ones!" Sirius said glummly. "My poor jaw...." He whimpered as he sat down on his bed.
"Lily cheered her on, I bet..." Remus said.
"Lily would! She enjoys watching Sirius hit the floor after saying something stupid." James said.
"I thought that was you, James.." Sirius said. James threw his pillow at him.
When everything went quiet, Harry wondered about what had happened that he was being accepted and why he had a trunk full of clothes. It made no sense to him at all. Hermione had told him that going back in time would mean if he ran into his father, he would create some kind of paradox and.... It started to give him a headache trying to think about it.
In the morning, Harry heard someone whispering across the room. "So what do you think happened to those two last night.. Do you think they are legitimate?" he heard Sirius say.
"Voldemort followers, most likely.... He's been seriously gathering people up." Remus said. "They had their trunks there already, right? They have to be legitimate..."
"I hate holding double conversations..." Peter whined. "They always give me a head ache.
"Speaking gives you a headache, Peter..." Sirius jabbed.
"Ah, shaddap! It's listening to YOU that gives me the head ache!" Peter countered.
"I think he's waking... I can hear his breathing change.." Remus said quietly.
"You and your damned ears.... what are you doing, stalking him?" Sirius jabbed Remus.
"No more than you would be to a Slytherin girl...."
"Actually, I think he's covered that area as well..." James said placidly.
It sounded like there was another wrestling match on the floor until someone got up. Harry opened his eyes and saw Sirius chasing James around the room with a broom. "I'll get you for that, Prongs!"
Harry sat up and laughed at them chasing each other. Remus smiled placidly at Harry and walked over to his bed. He sat down next to him and shook his head. "I'm sorry about talking about you and your friend behind your backs... There's just a lot of trouble happening right now, and there are few we can trust...." He mussed up Harry's hair and grinned.
"You know... you have the same hair as James over there? You even look similar..." Remus stared at Harry for a moment. The war that was going around the room raged on unnoticed. He suddenly smiled. "My name is Remus Lupin... The one being chased is James Potter.... The hot headed one is Sirius Black... pun intended.... and the smaller one is Peter Pettigrew...."
Harry smiled. He felt at home with Remus sitting next to him like this, a welcoming feeling. He felt it when he went back home to Remus and Sirius' house. It felt good. "I think we ought to get dressed and go down to breakfast..."
Remus glanced up and was hit in the head with a flying book. James and Sirius turned and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, mate! Didn't know that was going that way..." James said.
Remus picked up the book and grinned maliciously. "Sirius.... James.... How would you like to be the on the receiving end of a massive pair of jaws?" Remus growled.
"I'm sure you were having fun with Henry there... Is there something you want to tell us, Remus?" James winked.
Remus kept that evil smile on his face. "I don't fancy blokes, James... you above all people ought to know that..."
"That's not what I heard...." Sirius said with a smile.
Remus threw the book at Sirius and threw a pillow at James. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Peter squeaked and jumped onto the pile. Harry shook his head at this scene. He never imagined Peter as someone like this. Someone who was actually his parents' friend.
When everything had finally settled down, Harry walked to the girls' dormitories. He knocked on the door and was surprised by a very pretty girl with long red hair and brilliant green eyes. As green as his own. She smiled invitingly at him. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to disturb you...." he stammered out.
It was his mother. He remembered the pictures he had in his photo album. "Not to worry... I was about to leave anyway... You must be Stella's friend, Henry... am I right?"
"Y-yes... my name is Henry..."
She stared at him. "You look very familiar...." she said quietly. "Do I know you from somewhere?"
"N-no...." He looked into the dorm room. Astra was bounding towards him with a slightly different school uniform on. The robes were the same, but her skirt was longer. It came down to her knees. She had her hair up in to braids and her ears were human looking.
"Here she is..." Lily smiled at Harry. "My name is Lily, by the way..." She stuck out her hand for him to shake. He took it and smiled.
"Harry! What do you think, hmmm?" Astra said when Harry tore himself away from Lily.
"This is getting incredibly strange. They suspect something is weird, but they aren't being to aggressive about it." Harry said.
"Lily was ultra sweet to me. She offered to help me put my hair up this morning." She pointed to the little flowers in her hair. "A little retro, but it works."
"They don't seem to notice your ears either." Harry noted.
"It's almost as if someone is helping us...." Astra said as they walked into the Great Hall. Harry's scar twinged and he saw someone very familiar at the Slytherin table.
"It can't be... how did he scratch his way in Hogwarts?" Harry said as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. Harry glanced back at the Slytherin table. Voldemort was talking to a couple of people, including a sixth year girl with shoulder length black hair and piercing violet eyes.
"This is going to be very strange, indeed." Harry said.
