Author's notes: I am sorry, but I am out of ideas at the moment for the Past. I'll work on it. So I will work on a distraction chapter for you. In the meantime, any suggestions are acceptable.

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Harry sat at the gryffindor table, looking at some pictures. Hermione came and sat down next to him and looked over his shoulders.

"What're those?" she asked.

"Oh. Remus Lupin sent these to me over the summer to the fourth year.

"That's nice of him. You know, I know you are glad Malfoy's gone, but I'm worried about that stair. Maybe I should write to Sirius about it."

"You're right. I will."

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Two days later at Remus' house . . .

"HARRY'S WRITTEN!!" Sirius yelled joyfully, running to the great snowy owl that belonged to Harry Potter.

"Let ME see it!" Remus yelled, snatching it out of Sirius' hand.

"HEY! He wrote to ME!" Sirius said, going after it.

Remus ran around the table, still clutching the letter. He jumped onto the kitchen counter. He quickly ripped the seal, while Sirius was still struggling to get on the table.

"'Dear Sirius,

Last week, a student fell through a stair--,'

My my, this student IS clumsy, isn't he?

'--but he didn't appear again. I think this stair may be some sort of dark arts trap--'

well, it certainly has to lead SOMEWHERE, doesn't it. He's probably just hidden himslf somewhere out of embarrassment.

'--what do you think.

--Harry'" Remus finished with a flourish.

"A student. Did he mention the student's name?" Sirius asked, half on the counter, half off.

"Er . . . yes. Malfoy. An enemy of his.'

"Oh my god." Sirius said breathlessly, as if he had just realized something.

"What?"

"Oh. . . My . . . God." Sirius said again, his eyes wide.

"WHAT?!?!" Remus screamed it Sirius' ear.

"Do you remember when we were in our seventh year, and we had a transfer student come? A blonde one, one that we were friends with, until he went back to his home?"

"Yes."

"Well, I didn't tell you this. Erm . . . I wasn't supposed to, and I was the only one who knew."

"Yes." Remus said again, suspiciously.

"Well, he wasn't a transfer student. He fell through a stair in his time and landed in ours. Then he finally managed to get back to his time," Sirius said, as if admitting he had a horrible disease.

"OH NO!! WE'RE SOOOO FUCKED! HARRY'S GOING TO HATE US FOR BEING FRIENDS WITH HIM!" Remus yelled. That shocked Sirius, because Remus never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever ever, ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever EVER cusses.

"Well, he doesn't know that we were friends with him. And he doesn't need to." Sirius said simply.

"The problem is, I sent him pictures with him in it," Remus said rather sheepishly.

"WHAT?!?!?!"

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Harry looked up at Hedwig returning. When she landed, he untied her letter and Hedwig flew off to the owlry.

"'Dear Harry,

That stair was a time portal. He went back in time. Just avoid it for now. I'm sure they will find a way to bring you back if you DO fall in.

--Siruis'"

"Well, that's it then, we just AVOID it?" Ron asked incredulously.

"I guess," Hermione said.

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Author's notes: sorry about all the 'evers'. I was bored.

So watta you think? R&R.