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A/N: Hi! I was planning on updating yesterday but I couldn't and stuff..actually, ff.net is still acting a bit funny for me….oh well. Um, hopefully this chapters ok and it will proably take a little bit longer this time for my next chapter to come out..sorry about that. Somehow, I have know idea how, besides the fact that I have the tendency to be an idiot, I forgot the disclaimer in chap 1 but its there now so its all good. This chapter is dedicated to all my wonderful wonderful reviewers who I love to death! You all made my day honestly. I was so excited to actually have reviews. It was awesome. So thanks to Phoenix353, sammy, the Queen of Fire and Ice, Sir/Lady Lupin, Ice, and Atlanta-avalon1.1. You all are the best.
James Potter was very confused. He had been walking down the Charms corridor with his longtime girlfriend Lily Evans, when this boy just appeared out of nowhere. 'And the weirdest thing was that the boy looked exactly like me! With the exception of having green eyes and that cool-looking lightening-bolt scar on his forehead. And then, the kid got this weird look on his face and called Lily and me Mom and Dad, I think…' James pondered as he sat down by the hospital bed the boy has lying in. After his 'twin' had fainted, the two of them decided to take him to the hospital wing and bring Dumbledore.
They had just arrived and were explaining all this to Dumbledore, when suddenly they heard a noise coming from the bed. All three of them turned around. The boy had apparently woken up, looking quite confused. He looked up and stared at James with a look of horror on his face. Then, he turned to Lily, wearing that same expression.
"Well," Dumbledore started, "good of you to have joined us. Now, would you please tell us who you are exactly?"
The look-a-like swallowed. He looked awfully scared. "I, uh...see, what, uh…" James' 'twin' stumbled trying to explain.
The headmaster cleared his throat. "Why don't you two wait outside for a moment?" he said turning towards James and Lily.
The two nodded and left.
"Now, do you think you could tell me who you are?" Dumbledore gently prodded.
"First," said the boy, "could you tell me what year it is, sir?"
If Dumbledore was startled, he didn't show it. "The year is 1971."
The young boy paled and nodded. "I thought it would something like that…" he said quietly to himself. He seemed to be thinking.
Dumbledore cleared his throat once again.
"Oh, right," said the green-eyed boy, looking uncomfortable. "Well, my name is Harry…Potter."
"And may I ask, Mr. Potter, how you got to the year 1971?"
Harry looked up, surprised. "How did you know, sir?"
"Never you mind, Mr. Potter, never you mind," said the professor, waving his question aside.
"Well, sir, I was sitting in your office, waiting for you—"
"What year was it?" interrupted Dumbledore.
"Oh, 1995. Anyways, I was sitting in your office, and I kind of picked up this green rock that was on your desk," Harry quickly looked at the headmaster to see if he minded Harry playing with his stuff. Dumbledore nodded encouragingly. "And then everything started spinning around and things got blurry and I was here."
"And what were you thinking about when you where holding the stone, Mr. Potter?"
"I was…I was thinking about my parents sir."
"I presume your parents are Lily Evans and James Potter, are they not?" questioned Dumbledore.
Harry hesitated before responding. 'It couldn't hurt anything to tell Dumbledore who my parents were, could it? Besides, it's not like Dumbledore wouldn't figure it out. It is kind of a dead giveaway.' "Yes, they are."
"Well, Harry," began Professor Dumbledore, "until we figure out a way to get you back, you will be attending school here so as not to fall behind in your studies. What year are you in?"
"I'm a fifth year, sir."
Dumbledore smiled. "So are your parents. What house are you in?"
"Gryffindor," Harry stated, proudly.
"Then that is where we will put you for now. I'm sure you'll be excited to learn more about how your parents were when they were your age," said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling. "I'm sure you are already aware that they are in Gryffindor as well."
Harry tried not to look surprised at this new bit of information as he nodded. 'It isn't really that surprising, is it? Dad was a Marauder, after all. He'd have to be brave. And Mom, well, I was always pretty sure she wasn't in Slytherin….'
"I believe it would be best if we informed Lily and James on who you are, seeing as how they are already quite confused and making up stories will only make it more confusing. I shall ask you to not reveal information about the future, seeing as how the affects could be disastrous." Harry nodded in agreement. He had been expecting as much. "Well, then, I'll go and get Mr. Potter and Ms. Evans." Dumbledore walked over to the door and let Lily and James back into the hospital wing. "Come in and have a seat. I believe this will require a lot of explaining."
Lily and James came in and sat down in the chairs by Harry's bed, across from Dumbledore and looked at him expectantly.
"Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans," Dumbledore began, "what I am about to tell you will come as quite a shock to you; however, I ask that you reframe from outburst."
Lily and James nodded.
"Harry here has…well, he's traveled here form the future. His name is Harry Potter and he is your son."
Both looked utterly shocked before Lily fainted dead away.
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A/N: How was it? Ok, I'm working on that whole being paranoid thing..hehe..so I'm only going to ask how it was once and ask u to please review.thanks!!bye!