Sugar 'n' Spice

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Harry Potter was walking along with his three best friends when something extremely weird happened.

"AHH!" A girl, boy, and two trunks fell through the ceiling, and landed right in front of them.

"Ow." The girl moaned. "You ok, Nick?" The red haired boy didn't answer, so the brunette got up, and stamped her foot. "Nicolas Ronald Weasley. You answer me right now!"

"Shuddup, Harri." The boy moaned, and stood up. "What happened?" Confusion filled the girls face, and she helped up her red haired companion.

"I don't know. One minute I was thinking about summoning my diary, the next... someone else's face floated into my head."

"Who was it, Harri?" The boy asked quietly. She hung her head.

"It was my mum. I don't know why, Nick. It's just, I miss her so much. If only she hadn't been killed. If only Dad had gotten rid of Voldemort the first time, or the second time, or the third time, or the fourth time, or the fifth time, or the sixth time. But no, it had to be the seventh time. It's not fair." She began to cry. Nick moved over to her, and hugged her.

"It's ok, Harri. Your Dad wasn't at fault, and neither were you."

"I know, I'd already been born, but... Mum used to sing to me, and tell me stories in the month before she died. And she told me that she was lucky that she was pregnant with me the sixth time that it saved her. She said I got her out of there somehow. I think that may be where my powers originated from. I think Voldemort hit my mum with a curse that went awry, and caused me to be able to do wandless magic." Harry gasped, as the two turned around to face them. Nick looks exactly like Ron!! He thought incredulously. Well... except for the eyes. He has brown eyes. Then he looked at the girl. She was the mirror-image of Lapis! Right down to the tiny heart-shaped birth-mark in between her eyes! Then, he took a good look at her eyes, and was even more shocked. Green eyes, identical to the ones he'd seen every day in the mirror stared back at him. She smiled at him slightly. "Hi. My name's Harriet Potter, and this is my best friend Nick Weasley. Could you please tell us where we are?"

"You're at Hogwarts." Hermione answered her. Harriet looked her up and down.

"Oh, you're a Gryffindor? Nick and I are in the sixth year, we're the prefects for Gryffindor."

"But you can't be." Ron objected. "Hermione and I are the sixth year prefects for Gryffindor."

"Her-Hermione?" Nick stammered.

"Yeah, Hermione. My name's Ron Weasley, and these are my three best friends, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Lapis Lazul."

"Lapis Lazul.?" Harriet echoed faintly. Lapis walked forward, and smiled.

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Harri searched the girl's face. It was her mum alright.

"Mum?" She said softly.

"I guess we found out what your new power is." Nick said. Harri nodded, and fainted.

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Harry was astonished when the girl fainted dead away at catching sight of Lapis, and was even more astonished at what Lapis had to say on the manner.

"Did she just call me Mum?" Lapis asked in puzzlement.

"No!" Nick exclaimed, "No, she didn't, she's just a bit... disorientated. Yes, that's it." He nodded his head furiously. "You see, she, uh, accidentally transported us here, instead of somewhere else... when she was apparating! We need to tell Dumbledore we've arrived, can you tell me where to find him?"

"But you aren't allowed to apparate until you're 17." Hermione objected, "And anyway, your friend just fainted. Shouldn't you wait for her to wake up?" Nick shook his head,

"Nah. Ennervate." The girl sat up, and groaned, holding her head.

"Ow. God, Nick, you're just like Ron. Oh, and Draco for that matter. Is my father the only man in the world who can catch a girl when she falls?" Nick ignored her, instead turning to the others, who were trying to digest what she'd just said.

"By the way, this might seem like a stupid question, but, what year is it?"

"2002." Hermione answered, "Duh." Nick went pale under his freckles.

"Oh, yes... right. Ok then. We really need to see Dumbledore." Harriet got up off the ground, and nodded.

"That's for sure." She grabbed Nick's arm, and dragged him off.

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"Ow! Harri! Stop dragging me." Nick exclaimed. "How do you know where Professor Dumbledore's office is, anyway?" She ignored him, and said firmly,

"Smarties." Then she turned to Nick, "Because I'm always in trouble." She grabbed his arm again, and dragged him up the stairs. Once there, she burst in, to find Professor Dumbledore talking with Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall. She nodded her head at each one. "Hullo, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall. Professor Dumbledore. I need to talk to you urgently."

"Who're you?" Professor Snape asked.

"My name's Harriet Potter, but everyone calls me Harri. I'm from the future. About 18 years in the future. I'm Harry Potter and Lapis Lazul's daughter. This is my best friend, Nick Weasley. He's Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger's son." There was a long silence after this.

"How did you get here?" Professor McGonagall asked finally. Harri blushed.

"Well, that's the thing you see, um... When my mum was pregnant with me we were still fighting against Voldemort," She ignored the flinches from Snape, McGonagall, and Nick, "And, anyway, Voldie hit her in the stomach with a curse, that should have killed her. Not Avada Kadavra," She added, "But another, more painful curse. He hasn't found it yet. Anyway, Mum always said to me that it was me who saved her, healing her through her stomach. She thinks that when the curse hit me, it charged my powers, instead of killing me, giving me the power to do wandless magic, and heal her. She says I must have been powerful from the first, to be able to shimmer her out of there."

"Shimmer?" Professor Dumbledore asked. It was the first thing he'd said.

"Yes, shimmer. I think that was the first time I ever used my powers to transport me somewhere. I 'shimmer' out in a puff of gold and silver smoke. This would have to be the second time. I wasn't actually supposed to do it either. I was trying to get my diary out of my trunk, you know, transporting it to me. But my mum's face kept floating into my memory, so," She gave a slightly bitter laugh, "I was transported here. After all, they couldn't transport her to me, could they."

"Why not?" McGonagall asked. Harri shrugged casually, her eyes sliding away from them all,

"No reason."

"I can see the resemblance between you and Miss Lazul." Professor Dumbledore said. "The only difference is your eyes. The same goes for you, and your father, Mr Weasley." Nick smiled slightly,

"Uncle Draco, and Aunt Virginia always say that."

"Uncle Draco?" Aunt Virginia?" Professor McGonagall repeated, surprised. Harri nodded,

"Yeah, Draco and Virginia Malfoy. Virginia says she used to be called Ginny."

"Ginny?" Professor McGonagall choked out, "As in Ginny Weasley?" Harri nodded,

"That's the one. But I probably shouldn't tell you anymore, in case it changes something that happens."

"Yes, that sounds like the best idea. Now, in the future I presume you go to Hogwarts?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"Yup." Harri nodded decisively.

"We're sixth year Gryffindors, and prefects to boot." Nick added proudly.

"As well as holding up our parents' legacy for being trouble-makers, and Uncle Padfoot, Uncle Moony and my grandfather's legacy for being pranksters." Harri flashed a grin. "So be careful, we usually target the slimy Slytherins first. No offense, Professor Snape, you and Draco turned out great." She smiled at Professor Snape warmly. He looked rather shocked. "And we always behave in your class. After all, Potions is just..." She sighed, "Wonderful. So beautiful. Much better than wasting time with wands."

"Not like you need to, Miss I-can-do-wandless-magic." Nick muttered. Harri poked her tongue out at him.

"Well then, you're already in Gryffindor, and you'll be in the same year as your parents. I'll bet you'll have a nice laugh with them when you get back home." Professor Snape said rather nastily. To his surprise, Harri's eyes filled with tears, and she turned away. Nick shot Professor Snape a nasty look, telling everyone in the room that he didn't like him, and only put up with him because of Harri.

"It's ok, Harri." He said softly. She stopped crying after a minute, and hiccupped quietly.

"Sorry, must be my hormones." She said, smiling falsley.

"Yes, well, like Severus said, you will, of course, be in your parents' house. You will also be sixth-year Gryffindors. I suppose the school year has already started in the future?" Professor Dumbledore inquired. Harri shook her head,

"No. I t was going to start tomorrow. But I've read through all of Dad's, Ron's, Draco's, Virginia's and Hermione's old school books, so I know what we'll be doing this year. It's not so hard to memorize the spells and all that. Dad says I have Mum's memory." In more ways than he knows. She thought silently. "Anyway, I shouldn't have any trouble keeping up, and Nick's got a great memory too. And he's smart." Harri was very proud of her best friend, but didn't miss his blushing. She fought back a sigh, God he's so adorable. She thought dreamily. Her eyes widened, Did I just think what I thought I thought? She wondered, then she laughed out loud, causing everyone to look at her strangly, I sound like that old muggle cartoon canary, Tweety Bird. "So," She said, ignoring everyone's rather frightened looks, except for Nick. He knew her far too well not to know that she had abrupt mood swing. He figured she'd been baby-sat too much by Sirius as a child, and probably dropped on her head once or twice. "Should we go to the Common Room, Professor?"

"No." Professor Dumbledore said. "Dinner will begin in ten minutes, stay here until I get Minerva up here to get the Sorting Hat."

"But we're already Sorted!" Nick protested. Professor Dumbledore fixed his steady stare on them,

"Then you've nothing to worry about, have you."