A/N: Ahhh…Christmas Holidays…what would we do without them? I wouldn't be cranking out storeys at this rate, I can tell you that much…
Disclaimer: I realise that I haven't done a disclaimer in ages. Therefore: ahem. All of Harry Potter and everything related to Harry Potter is all J.K. Rowling's. However, all proceeds will go to the Gilderoy Lockhart Odkins Old Firewhiskey fund.
"Hello Sirius, Remus," Professor Dumbledore, (no matter how hard he tried, Sirius could never NOT call him "Professor," perhaps because of all the times he was called up on the carpet.) Dumbledore had seemed just as amused as Remus about the leash that Sirius was forced to wear, stating:
"That's a good look for you, Sirius," He said, chortling a bit, before he became unusually grave.
"The reason why I called you here was to discuss Harry. We know that he has been battling Voldemort for quite some time now, but we never knew why he managed to come out alive. In his second year, Harry pulled this out of the Sorting Hat." Dumbledore held up a ruby encrusted sword. "This was Godric Gryffindor's," he said, displaying the handle. "You see, every two generations, there is an heir to Gryffindor. And every two generations, there is an heir to Slytherin. Because Slytherin and Gryffindor were mortal enemies, the two heirs cannot live together. One must kill the other. The heir to Gryffindor usually symbolizes everything good; he is normally an andcromancer, a mage, and a lorria auror. The heir to Slytherin usually symbolizes everything bad, he is normally a necromancer, dark mage, and a dark lord."
"Hold on, back up a moment, Professor. What exactly are those things?" Asked Sirius, who had a slight feeling, he knew where the conversation was leading.
"An andcromancer is the opposite of a necromancer. While a necromancer raises the dead, binds them to himself, and makes them slaves, the andcromancer finds those slaves, who have human countenances, but no human consciences, and helps them go back into death, purgatory, hell, or heaven, wherever they were before."
"Hold on, are you saying that the andcromancer and necromancer can go to heaven, hell, or…wherever, and raise dead from there or put them back? I mean, if you were in Hell, wouldn't it be preferable to be a slave? If you're that evil, and Hell is all fire and brimstone anyway…"
"Yes, Sirius, but, to my knowledge, there are only two people residing in Hell at the moment, and they were bound to powerfully to ever get out to be made slaves. One is a muggle. But he had powerful witchcraft behind him, and so his wizard is down there too."
"Who are down there?" asked Remus interestedly.
"The muggle Hitler, and the Dark wizard Grindawald. Hopefully, Voldemort will be bound down there too, if we can do our jobs. Now, you both know that a mage is one of the most powerful beings on the planet. There are only a few of them…"
"James was one," Sirius interrupted, "That's why Voldemort was after his family."
"Yes, believe it or not, so was Lily," said Dumbledore, nodding. "So Harry is more powerful than either of his parents ever were, because of the accumulation of forces. He just doesn't know it. But, for instance, in his third year, he blew up his aunt. It was not a simple engorgement charm, like the ministry of magic first thought, because that would make the aunt large. It was an aerohiliomation charm, one that not only enlarged her, but blew her up like a balloon, and made her float toward the ceiling, if you can imagine. Not many wizards could pull that off in the height of their powers, much less as untrained third years. A lorria auror is a very powerful auror, normally the only kind to be able to kill a dark lord…"
"And Harry is…he's Gryffindor's heir, isn't he?" asked Sirius faintly. "And all I wanted for him was a nice, quiet fifth year…"
"You're another Gryffindor heir, aren't you, professor?" Asked Remus. "You killed Grindiwald, and if he's in Hell…You must be related to Harry, then, aren't you?"
Dumbledore merely looked at him, and Remus stopped his line of questioning at once.
"Yes, Harry is Gryffindor's heir, and he must be trained at once as an auror, or else there is no hope for the rest of us. We can't hold him off much longer, as we could when Harry was a baby…because when Harry comes of age this year…"
"Comes of age?" Asked Sirius, "the boy is fifteen."
"Yes," Said Dumbledore, sitting back in his chair, ready with another long explanation. "You see, in the time of the founders, both in muggles and in wizards, when you were fifteen you began to train as a knight, whether magical or not. I don't know why this has been remembered, when so much has been forgotten, but at fifteen, you are supposed to be considered a full mage, if you are one, and you are no longer protected. You see, Voldemort, knowing that Harry was an heir, tried to kill him off as a baby. Because Harry was not in his full powers yet, it invoked a kind of high magic, which made the curse rebound upon Voldemort. Lily herself kept Harry from going into a coma by trying to shield him from Voldemort. Voldemort, in a moment of stupidity, forgot all this, and lost everything, every time he tried to kill Harry, the plan would not succeed, and he could not rise to power. However, because Harry was so close to his fifteenth last year, it allowed Voldemort to rise, but not to kill Harry. When he turns fifteen…"
It's open season on Harry, isn't it?" Sirius asked, "Every faithful and not so faithful follower of Voldemort will be trying to kill him, including Voldemort himself. Well this puts him in a bloody difficult position, doesn't it?"
"Yes," Said Dumbledore, "Which is why it is imperative that we get him safely to Hogwarts, and get him trained as an auror immediately."
"But Professor, Harry can't be trained this young unless his parents do the training…and…well…" Said Sirius, "it's impossible."
"Oh, I assure you, it is not," said Dumbledore, "We will be breaking about every law the ministry of magic has, doing this…but…it's the only chance we've got." He pulled out three-hour glasses, one large, one medium sized, and one small.
"Time turners," breathed Remus, looking at them.
"Yes, but not any type of time turners. This," he picked up the large one, "is a time twirler, the medium one is a time turner, and the smallest is a time tweaker. The largest goes back years, the middle hours, and the smallest minutes. To make sure that you don't abuse these, tempting although it may seem, you will also have a guide with you. Ad Adversarius?" A small, slightly hairy looking human emerged through a door.
"Is that…a hobbit?" Asked Remus.
"Yes, they specialise in time. Adversarius happens to be a certain Frodo Baggins' friend. He has agreed to help you finding Lily and James, and training Harry. Now then, off you go." Sirius and Remus looked from the time turners to the hobbit, then back again.
"Thank you, Professor," Said Sirius. "This means more to us then you will ever know."
A/N: Sorry about such a long boring chapter. Lily and James come back in the next one, and then the fun begins. This is basically an explaining thing