Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is HP, all I own is Liza, my character, and maybe the plot, I'm not sure.

Excaliber - Prolouge

"Come on James, we're gonna be late for the game!" Sirius Black shouted at his best friend, who had just gotten up really late and was rummaging around for all his equipment.

"I can't find my, uh, found it!" James said, while flinging things about their dorm, which was a disaster.

James ran out with his broom in hand and Sirius and him raced down the empty corridors to the quidditch field. "You know, you could've woken me up earlier Padfoot." James panted as they reached the locker rooms.

The locker room door flew open at that time and James' sister, Liza grabbed them both by their arms and pulled them in. "You late." She hissed at her brother.

"Really?" He said sarcastically.

"Hurry up." Said the captain of the Griffindor Quidditch team, and keeper, Jim Wood. James hastily put on his quidditch robes and lined up to wait to be called out onto the field.

"Now, the Griffindor team with captain Wood, Potter, Potter, Black, Johnson, Peters, and Quin." Cheers followed them as they flew out onto the field as fifth year, Remus Lupin comentaried.

"The Slytherin team, captain Hager, Malfoy, Snape, Kuger, Goodey, Knight, and Tang." Remus shouted, rather dully, followed by lots of 'Boo's' and 'You suck's'.

James and Snape faced off and waited for the game to start. "Be prepared, Potter, I'll win this game, you watch." Snape sneered at him.

"Not with all that grease in your hair, Snape, it would be impossible for you to ever catch the snitch." He said back.

They glared at each other for two seconds before the whistle rang in their ears and James smirked one last time at him before taking off in the opposite direction. Liza and Sirius where beaters, so he wasn't really that bothered with having turned his back on the foul Slytherin, even though he would surely not play fair and make their team's beater send a blugder to his head.

"Oh, nice hit there by Potter towards chaser Malfoy." James saw his sister hit one towards the slimy Slytherin blond. It barely missed him, he ducked it.

"Peters has the quaffle, passes to Quin, back to Peters, over to Johnson, Johnson shoots, Johnson scores! Ten points to Gryffindor!"

Cheers from Gryffindor section. "Goodey gets possession of the quaffle, passes to Knight, over to Malfoy, back to Goodey. The quaffle got intercepted in a pass to Knight by Quin. Watch out for that..." A blugder was hit at her and she almost got hit by it. It glazed her left elbow. She started to go faster. "She passes to Johnson, over to Peters."

"Peters shoots, it's going... going... gone, score! Twenty-zip, Gryffindor!" More cheers erupted from Gryffindor stands. "Malfoy in possession, Black hit the bludger at his head." All silence as it hits and there's a lot of, 'Ouch's' from the crowd. The whistle blew as Madam Hooch went to chew Sirius out. James took this time to look for the snitch, without the confusion of the game.

A whistle blew again. People started moving and Malfoy was taken to the hospital wing. They were a player down now, so they had taken Sirius out of the game too. Of which, cause many shouts of 'Un fair!"

'Great,' James thought, 'we're a beater down.' He had to just rely on his sister, who was looking after everyone else on their team. He looked at his sister who was giving Sirius a look as he was escorted off the field and shaking her head. She glanced at her brother and gave him a sympathetic look.

She took off to help keep their beaters off Johnson, who had the quaffle and he started to concentrate more on the snitch. It was a cloudy Saturday morning. Thunder could be heard not far off and a flash of lighting took him by surprise, that and the bludger that hit his left leg. He gave a startled cry and almost lost his balance. In retaliation for hitting her brother, Liza came in right behind him and hit one straight at Snape, who wasn't really expecting one to hit his shoulder and dislocate it.

Needless to say, the game was getting messy. Both the seekers had broken and dangling limbs and Gryffindor was short a beater, while Slytherin was short a chaser.

Madam Hooch was almost about to postpone the game and blew her whistle when another loud clap of thunder hit right over head and her whistle was drowned out. 'Watch out!' Came Liza's telepathic thought in the back of his head. He turned to see a speeding blugder before the pain that ripped through his back and a couple of screams could be heard in the stands as he started to fall.

He didn't know how long he fell, he didn't even know when he hit the ground, all he knew was what he heard before passing out, "Oh my god, is he dead?!?" 'James, please wake up.' Then nothing.



He woke up in... straw. Straw? He thought. 'Get up sleepy head.' He heard the familiar voice in his head.

Liza, where am I? He thought.

Liza, who was on the other side of what looked like the barn he was in, came over and handed him hiss glasses, which were not his, but fit his prescription perfectly.

"Are you feeling alright?" She asked.

"What are you wearing?" He said, noticing the odd attire she had on. It was a dress, it looked like an old dress, completely out of style. It looked like something people would wear in that muggle show, Little House on the Prairie, except more englandized and older.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Maybe I should call Dr. Mayfield, that fall you took yesterday most have jolted your mind." She said slowly. "Father told you not to take out old Beauty." She muttered while turning and walking out of the barn into the yard.

What the hell? Was all he thought before Liza came back in holding some bread and a change of odd looking clothes. "Now, you will put on these clothes and get ready to go into town today cause father is taking us to sell all the produce." She said putting the clothes next to the straw.

"What?" He asked uncertainly.

"I know you hate doing that, but your going to have to considering mother is sick, and Danny and Kate are still too young so Uncle Gill needs to stay and watch them."

"We don't have an Uncle Gill, and since when did we have siblings? And why am I in a barn?" He blurted out.

Liza came to his side and felt his head. "What is up with you? Did you get what Mama has?" She muttered.

"Listen, just put on these clothes and get ready cause we're leaving shortly." Then she left without another word and didn't even give him time to say something.

He looked at the clothes. Urgh, he thought, completely out of fashion. Then, he realized he hadn't a clue where he was. Or when he was. All he knew was that he was there with someone who looked, acted, and claimed to be his sister.

He got the foul old-fashioned clothes on and walked out of the barn, finally deciding he'd play along with the cards fate had dealt him, which is really twisted, he reminded himself.

He walked up to a really old and run-down house that looked like it was built by unqualified builders. Or people with no building experience at all. He noticed Liza around the corner feeding... chickens. Liza, I need to talk to you. He sent telepathically to her. (They were twins and ever since they were born, they had this uncanny ability to read each other's thoughts.)

'Shoot.' Came the reply.

What year is it? He asked.

'What?' He stayed silent, hoping she would answer. "What are you on about?" She said aloud walking over to him.

"I don't have a clue where I am or how I got here." He explained with all sincerity.

"James, I don't have time for this nonsense... and neither do you, so get your chores done before we go." She demanded and turned around.

I'm not from this time. He thought. I have no clue what's going on, but you have to listen Liza, because I'm only going to explain this once, and it's your decision if you want to believe me. He concluded.

"Fine." She muttered and motioned him to follow. They did their chores and James explained his entire life to her and when he got to the part of school, he left the magical part out of it, even though that was a very large part of his life, but as he soon found out, most people didn't really like magic in this time period.

When he explained about his friends, she got very interested when he mentioned Remus's name. And she explained to him kind of, that he was friends with Sirius in this time period and Remus as well. Apparently, they live in town. She explained about the king and queen and their daughters and how James was to act around them, which was like a peasant, much to his own disgust.

He found out that Sirius was the respected son of a blacksmith/inventor which surprised him a tad. And also that Remus was the son of a knight, which was apparently a highly respected position. Lucky bastards. He thought bitterly. He had to be a peasant. A peasant, lower then dirt. Well, not lower then dirty, maybe about the same as dirt... nevermind.

They were riding into town, and his 'father', he found out, was a farmer and horse breeder. A man of respectable stature... in the country... and had a family of nice and healthy children. He knew practically everyone... in the fields. And in town. He also found out that he was as good at the guitar here as he was at home. So he brought that along just incase he got bored.



It was about four in the afternoon when they got all the produce sold. His 'father' went off to 'mingle' and him and his sister were left to guard the cart. He took out his guitar and started working on a view new song notes. Liza was impressed. He guessed there wasn't very good music in the time he was in now. And what he was playing was kind of complex and modern.

Unfortunately for him, the princess who was inharent to the thrown, came around and noticed his music, needless to say, she quite enjoyed it. He was gathering a little crowd, but he didn't notice cause he was humming along with the song with his eyes closed. Liza, who had been looking for something, came back and started to shoo people away.



The princess got her attention, "Oh hello your majesty, I hadn't seen you." She said the princess.

"Well... maybe you should pay more attention." She snapped at Liza. "I'll forgive you this time if you tell me who that is." She said motioning to James.

"That's my brother, miss, James." She said, her head inclined to the ground, which was proper edicate, but really, she felt like punching her in the nose.

"Oh... well, get his attention for me peasant." She said snottily. Liza had to make the inside of her mouth bleed with frustration, trying not to jump this so-called princess. She also had to repress a growl.

Liza walked over to her brother and snapped her fingers in front of her face and James looked up and blushed when he saw the nicely-dressed and highly-respected princess (who wasn't very pretty). Who's she? He sent mentally to his sister

'Princess Petunia Evans.'She thought back bitterly.



*

"Don't worry son, you'll do fine," a droned voice echoed through Remus's head. He wasn't paying attention. He didn't want to be a knight, that dream was Sirius's. He wanted to be a normal, middle-to-lower class person. He wanted to work for a living, not get payed for taking other people's money to give to the king. Or go and compete for the king's petty need for competition. That's just ridiculous. And the wars, he didn't want to go fight for some foreign country he didn't even know about, that was just plain pointless.

Now was kind of like his 'initiation' into 'the force' they called it. It was more like 'the-little-group-of-pansies-that-are-nothing-but-big-bullies- that-steal-peasant's-money group of jerks'.

Not that Sirius was like that, all he wanted to do was compete and get the pick of the most beautiful maidens in the courtyard. But Remus didn't want any of them. He figured the prettiest were probably among the lower-class, purebreds, he thought. Purebreds were kind of his word for like wild born people. People with free spirits. People that grew up naturally and weren't all prissy and wussy. He wanted a girl that had her own ideas.

He was currently riding on his horse through town. He could see on the other side of town that there was obviously a commotion going on. "How about you try and go sort things out Remus, take it as your first assignment." His father said, nodding to the commotion. Remus rolled his eyes and started to ride over to them. He just didn't want to it. First assignment my ass. He thought bitterly.

By the time he got there, there was a girl, being restrained by a boy and the girl was basically snarling at the princess.

He got down off his horse and walked up to the people.

"James," He nodded in his direction, all he got back was a smile.

"Um... knight, you, tell her not to disrespect me anymore." Princess Petunia shrieked. Remus rolled his eyes.

"And what exactly did she do wrong?" Remus asked the princess.

"She told me I was worthless and didn't deserve my title." She said with her nose high looking triumphant.

"She's right." Remus muttered so Princess Petunia couldn't hear. Everyone else heard though. Some people were sniggering and James, unnoticed by the princess was nodding vigourisly.

"Here here!" Said a voice loudly from behind, alas Sirius stood behind them.

Remus smiled at him and Petunia got really mad and stomped off.

"Let me go..." Liza was dropped and she stumbled to the ground to regain her balance while James just laughed at her. She glared at him. 'Jerk'. He smirked at her and Sirius came and plunked him on the shoulder.

"Hey James, long time no see!" He said smiling.

"Yeah..."

"We have a lot of chores to do since mom got sick." Interrupted Liza quickly.

"What was that all about?" Remus asked talking about the deal with Liza and Princess Petunia.

"Oh, she's a-..." She started.

"A very conceited girl" James finished. She's royalty. He thought to her.

Liza growled at him and he smirked at her.

Sirius snorted at James' comment and Liza's antics. Remus was staring at Liza. She has spunk. He thought. And she's gorgeous. Remus sighed... Sirius was so lucky.



*

Sirius Looked around in amusement, the crowd was dispersing.

"Hey, James, are you up to the clubhouse tonight?" Sirius asked. "Me Rem here are planning to sneak out early and come by." He smirked then went on. "And, of course borrow some horses..."

James looked at Liza she nodded in consent, she probably knew what was up. "And we could invite your lovely sister." Sirius said while winking at her.

"Not on your life Black." She said. "Besides, you're the only reason I'd go," she said, nodding in Remus's direction. She walked off to find her father grinning.

Remus watched her go smirking oddly.

"Only because you're a bloody knight." Sirius muttered.

"Naw, I don't think that's it, she doesn't seem to have any respect for royalty." James said watching his sister's retreating back.

"That's obvious..." Remus said.

"So what about it? Are you comin?" Sirius said looking at James.

James nodded... he didn't know where this place was, or what significence it held, but it must be special...