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*Sammy-Jo*

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"Professor, I can explain! I was just trying to--" Hermione spluttered.

"You have your wand out and Potter and Black are both hexed. Now what more is there to explain? I must say, Miss Gropet, I am very disappointed in you. I thought I would be proud to have you in Gryffindor House, but already you cause trouble. Twenty points from Gryffindor."

"WHAT?" Harry burst out.

"I do not wish to take any more points from my own House, Mr. Porter, but anymore outbursts like that and I will be forced to follow suit."

Professor McGonagall took out her wand and performed the counterjinxes. After one more 'oink' and a particularly loud squeak from Sirius, she turned on her heel and left.

Harry looked over at his mother--No! She is Lily! Harry thought sternly to himself--expecting her to apologize. He was therefore stunned to see her and three friends of hers he did not recognize sniggering at Hermione.

"Well, it's your own fault for involving yourself with Potter. It was, after all, bloody brilliant of me, was it not?" Lily smirked and walked off, presumably up to the Gryffindor common room.

Harry was shocked. He had never expected his mother to act like this. She was a teenager, yes, but somehow he had always pictured her as kind, fair, loving and gentle. He was very unpleasantly surprised to deduce that this was not in her demeanor at all.

Still frowning after Lily, he didn't notice the Marauders stand up until Peter pulled on his sleeve. Harry was reminded of the last time Peter's hand was on his arm, in the distant future and involving a knife and bloodshed, and barely stopped himself from flinching. No matter who Peter would become, Harry had to learn to accept who he was now. At least he was not with Voldemort.

"That's how she always behaves, Harry. Don't take it personally. James does have a huge crush on her, though." Peter sighed. "Of all the girls he could have picked. Nearly every girl in the school--besides the ones in Slytherin, that is--has a crush on him, and he has to choose the one he can't have." Peter shook his head at the irony of it all and started to lead Harry and his friends up to the common room.

James had fallen behind, but as Harry made to go back, Peter shook his head. Harry saw James crestfallen and wished he could do something, but knew he could not interfere with the past by telling him that Lily really would like him one day. Love him, in fact.

Peter, Harry, Hermione and Ron hurried to catch up with Sirius and Remus. Luckily, Remus was a prefect, as all the other Gryffindors were already in the common room and Lily wasn't likely to give them the password. As they scrambled through the portrait hole, James caught up with them and climbed through after them, then started to head straight for the boys' dormitory when Lily screamed. Harry noticed she had a rather fiery temper, to say the least.

"POTTER! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH FRANK'S BOXERS?!"

James looked up but did not say anything.

"WELL?"

"It wasn't me, Evans." James had to be in a really bad mood to call her 'Evans'.

Lily looked as if she didn't believe him, then her eyes stopped on Sirius, who was laughing uncontrollably.

"BLACK! I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU DETENTION FOR THIS, NOW GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!"

"Better run, Padfoot," Remus whispered out of the corner of his mouth to Sirius, who was now looking horrified. Lily looked as if she were about to strangle him.

Poor Frank stood in the corner as his boxers had developed little hands that kept pulling down his pants no matter how many times he pushed them up, and were singing "It's a Small World" over and over, more rapidly and louder as it went along. All the Gryffindors were laughing hysterically until Lily pulled out her wand and performed the counter curse. Then Sirius made a run for it. Surprisingly, Lily just nodded to herself and walked up to her own common room.

Harry had been too surprised at his future parents' behavior before he realized Ron was on the ground laughing and Hermione was looking as if she wanted to join in too. Sirius's head poked out at the top of the stairs.

"Is she quite done yet?" With a mischievous grin, he slid down the banister and gave a mock bow to much applauding from all the Gryffindors.

Harry walked slowly up to the boys' dormitories. Hermione, noticing this, pulled Ron off the floor and motioned to Harry.

"Harry, this is wonderful!" Ron grinned broadly. "Just bloody wonderful!"

"Oh, but that Lily Evans," Hermione fumed. "I will get back at her one of these days. She's so mean I can't stand her--OW!" She stopped as Ron elbowed her in the ribs and realized what she had just said.

"Oh, Harry, I didn't mean it, it's just, well--Take into account her behavior, Harry. She's not your mum right now, I'm sure she--" Hermione cut off as the Marauders nearly knocked down the door. James appeared to have gotten his good humor back.

"Good one, Padfoot, old pal!"

"Nice, you managed to get Evans mad!"

"Wish I had thought of it!"

"Well, I am the brains behind everything, of course," Sirius bragged, to his friends' rolling eyes.

Harry didn't say anything and pretended to go to sleep.

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Lily shut the door behind her and leaned against it, face flushing.

"What was that all about Lily?" her friend Emberlynn Lirampla asked. "I know you don't like James, but aren't you being a bit harsh?" Emberlynn raised an eyebrow.

Lily fought down the blood rising to her face. The truth of it was, she had always hated James. Hated him for his stupid arrogance, always jinxing people just for the fun of it, always torturing poor first years. James just liked to pick on everyone, he and his little gang. There was one new thing now. James had started to…appeal…to Lily. She didn't fancy him, heavens no, but…Well, his jokes were funny, and… She cut off as she realized now that all her friends were staring at her.

"No, Lynn, I am not being harsh. Given the privilege of being a prefect," her friends rolled their eyes at this, but Lily ignored them, "and seeing as Remus has done nothing to stop them, it is my duty to--"

"Oh shut up, Lils!" Lily's best friend Ayanna Wintorko, a pretty black girl, laughed. Lily had not yet told her best friend that she had a crush on James, but Ayanna suspected. "I've seen you laugh at his pranks before."

Lily looked at the remaining girl, Rosa Rendante, who looked at her apologetically, shrugging.

"Not this year, Anna." Lily flopped down on her bed.

"Well, he is hot, you know," Emberlynn smiled so the dimple in her cheek showed, blue eyes sparkling.

"WHAT?" Lily sat up, glaring at Lynn.

"Oh, I could spend hours gazing into his deep hazel eyes, wrapped in his muscular arms, ki--"

"EMBERLYNN!"

"Uh, oh. She's mad now, Lynn," Ayanna laughed out loud at the furious look on her friend's face. "Better run!"

The girls proceeded to chase each other around the room, Rosa still buried in her book, until they were too tired to move, and collapsed on their beds, panting.

Lily lay awake for some time, staring at her bed hangings. The truth of it was, what Lynn had said really hit home. But no. She could not allow herself to think that way. Turning over, Lily finally succumbed to the pull of a dreamless sleep.

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Years later, Dumbledore started to put an Unbreakable Charm on the remaining time turner, as it would be useless if it should break, when Professor McGonagall ran into the room, her usually neat hair all in a disarray, panting.

"My dear Professor, what is it?" Dumbledore inquired.

"Albus," McGonagall rasped for breath, "Albus, V-V-Voldemort got a hold of the time turner that they kept for records at the Ministry. He knows about Harry, and is headed to the past. I'm not sure what he plans to do, but if he harms Lily or James--"

"We must put this under guard," Dumbledore pointed to the time turner and McGonagall looked at him as if he had sprouted three heads.

"Under guard, Albus? Shouldn't we go help the boy?"

"Harry very much wants to see his parents, Minerva, and I doubt that Tom will try to harm either one of them. Tom does not know what will happen to him, because he does not know the remainder of the prophecy. I know for a fact that he fears the unknown. Harry will remain there until we get him." Dumbledore spoke very firmly, and it was clear that the subject matter was closed.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Neville Longbottom walked in, accidentally slamming the door against the desk. The same desk that the time turner was on.

"NO!" shouted McGonagall.

As if in slow motion, though in reality it was merely seconds, the time mechanism was on the floor, shattered, its grains of sand spilled everywhere. For a moment, the three just stared at the broken glass. For the first time, Professor Dumbledore appeared frightened.

"We must find some way to warn him, Minerva. He will be in grave danger if we cannot bring him back."

Hmmm…so…flame flame flame!

Yay!

Au revoir!

*Sammy-Jo*