To any of you who have actually been keeping up with my story: Sorry its been soooo long since the last time I updated. I had already predetermined what those first few chapters were going to be about before I even wrote the story, so after that point I developed a bit of a writers block. (I also kinda wanted to start a new story , so I have been working a tid on that) So as you will find out in your reading, this chapter is FAR from good (well, to me). But I hope you will find it in your heart to like my story anyways and keep reading. (being the perfectionist I am, I'll probably go back and re-write this chapter later) So without further ado, ONWARDS!
*Note to readers: all characters thoughts will be in'' because I haven't figured how to work the italics on this site.
Chapter 4: An unexpected Meeting
James Potter lay sprawled out across an inundated patch of earth, his body trembling. As he slowly began to regain consciousness, memories of that mysterious purple substance flooded his mind. 'Where am I?' he thought to himself, not daring to open his eyes. The last thing he could remember was walking into that Portal, in the dead of night. However, James now felt the comforting warmth of sunlight penetrating his skin. Slowly he cracked open his eyelids, fearing what was about to be revealed. But the result turned out to be something unexpected: they were still in Hogwarts, lying in the same location as when they had entered the portal. James surveyed the grounds in an utterly perplexed state. Moments later, the others began to stir.
"Where are we?" Sirius had just awoken, and was equally puzzled.
James was still looking around. "I believe we're still in Hogwarts."
"But how could we… the last thing I remember was going through that portal, and it was night time then." Stated Peter, who was caressing a rather large bruise located on his temple.
"Oh my goodness, the Portal!" bellowed Lily. "it's gone!"
And she was indeed correct; the once massive hole located in the side of the cliff had completely vanished from sight. Utterly bewildered, Remus, Peter, Lily, Sirius, and James all rose in unison to investigate. Lily ran her hand across the smooth surface, and a tear began to trickle down her cheek.
"You promised nothing like this would happen!" roared Lily in outrage. Her tears had multiplied and were streaming down her face rapidly. "I believed you, but I should have had more common sense!" She rose her hand to give James a firm slap in the face, until Remus intervened.
"Who says anything bad has happened? I mean, these are still the school grounds, aren't they?" Lily's hand froze in midair, then gradually fell to her side. Remus' eyes darted between the two before continuing. "There IS a possibility that we could have been knocked out by that purple… stuff… and, for some reason or another, woke up several hours later."
The suggestion had made complete sense. James suddenly felt moronic for jumping to conclusions in such a manner; it was had been very uncharacteristic of him. But for a reason he could not quite put his finger on, there was a bizarre feeling of foreboding in the recesses of his mind, informing him that something was *still* not quite right. But lacking better judgment, he quickly shunned the thought. James grabbed hold of Lilly's waist, pulling her into a tight embrace. She too grabbed hold, grinning. It was so difficult for her to stay angry with him. They drew nearer and nearer towards each other until they collided into a heartwarming kiss. The remaining members of the group now stood, doused in silence.
"We should head back up to the castle." stated Peter, ignoring James and Lily in their moment of passion. "Breakfast has probably started without us!"
They proceeded from the shores of the lake, up the sloping hills, and across the grounds on their journey to the castle. All the while, Sirius felt rather uneasy. He noticed a significant number of inaccuracies in his surrounding environment. For one, there stood quite a few odd changes in the shrubbery. But Sirius figured that noticing these erroneous changes was just another side affect of being a dog animagus. 'No need to be paranoid', he thought to himself.
However, not even the remaining marauders could ignore the fact that all of the surrounding students were completely unrecognizable. Every inch they strode became harder for them to not notice.
"Uhhh.. Is it me, or do these people look kinda funny to you?" exclaimed a worried Peter through his high pitched voice.
"Yea, I agree with Peter," began Lily, her hand now staring to tremble in James' grip. "I'm staring to get a little nervous again… I've never seen these people in my life." She glanced over her shoulder to survey the individuals surrounding her. There was a tall, pale faced boy with blonde hair accompanied by two rather large boys standing about 5 feet to the right of her. To her left, a group of three sat under the same tree where she had just recently finished studying with the marauders. One of the inhabitants was a girl, around the age of sixteen, with frizzy brown hair. Next to her sat a tall, gangly boy around the same age, with flaming red hair and several freckles. Her attention then focused on the third boy. Everything about him, from his untidy jet black hair to his scrawny figure, seemed oddly familiar to her. After a moments pondering, a look of comprehension dawned upon her face.
"Oh my goodness, James! Look at that boy over there. Is that… is that YOU?
"Huh?"
James turned his head in the direction Lily was referring to. There sat a teenage boy around the same age as himself. He could see why she had made this connection: this boy could practically pass for his twin! Well… almost. Surveying him closely, James detected a great difference in the eyes. They were not the large hazel eyes that James had himself, but instead were a brilliant shade of green. 'Where Have I seen those eyes before?' he thought to himself.
Almost instantaneously, those green eyes looked up and met his. The two locked glances briefly before their friends ripped them apart.
James heard the red haired boy whisper discreetly into his look-alike's ear. "Harry… who is that?"
The boy was now standing with a mixed look of bewilderment and amazement upon his face. Slowly he rose to his feet and began to make his way towards the marauders and Lily. "It's… no, it can't be. That's impossible. It cant be. Can it?" The boys friends followed him closely, until they were standing directly in front of him.
James decided that it would be he who made the first advance, but the oddly familiar stranger had beaten him to it.
"Er, are you my Da-" he cut his words off quickly, looking rather nervous. "No. What I meant to say was, are you… are you James Potter?"
Many wild thoughts began to stir fretfully in James' head. How in the world did he know who I am? Could he be a servant working with Voldemort who was stationed here at Hogwarts to confuse him? He shook his head vigorously. Surely Dumbledore would be aware of that. 'You must think rationally, James.'
Still, he felt rather hesitant to reveal this information. But the dim-witted Peter didn't seem to understand. With a smile on his face, he blurted loudly, "Yes indeed he is. The one and only James Potter!" James, Remus, Sirius, and Lily turned in unison and shot Wormtail the most scrutinizing glare imaginable. 'How could he be so thick!' But as James looked upon the face of the boy called Harry, he has never seen anyone look less threatening. On the contrary; the boy looked as if all of his dreams had suddenly become reality.
"Then.. You must be Lily, Sirius, Remus, and Peter." This was more a statement than a question, and it came not from the boy, but from the bushy haired girl standing to his left.
"Yes." replied Lily, with a hint of interest in her voice as to where this interrogation was leading to.
The red haired boy to their right clapped his hands to his already gasping mouth. This was now becoming a bit too confusing for James. He decided that it was time for him to ask a few questions as well.
"Ok, who in the world are you and how do you know who we are?' exclaimed James in the most blunt manner possible. "Have we met?"
"Erm…" began James' look alike. " Well, we have met… in a manner of speaking." He shifted uncomfortably. "My name is Harry… Harry Potter."
This was followed by a deafening silence; everyone seemed to be completely lost for words.
"So then," began James after several moments pause. Nothing had been cleared up yet, and he was (if possible) even more bewildered. "Are we related?"
"Yea." replied Harry as James' trademark grin began to form upon his face. "I'm your son."
"WHAT?" James's jaw dropped open at this revelation. It couldn't be true; it was impossible.
That mischievous grin still occupied Harry's face. As ludicrous as this had sounded, seeing his own smile on the face of another person had given James an inkling that it could very well be the truth.
"Did that Portal bring us to the future?" questioned a trembling Lily from behind. James almost jumped at the sound of her voice.
" I guess so." replied Sirius. He did not look phased at all by the fact that they had been transported to another time. This was a real treat for him: a real marauder adventure.
But for the first time, James had not been occupying his mind with thoughts of marauder adventures. This was something much deeper. He looked up at Harry, "So then…"
"I suppose we should get you all up to Dumbledore's office so we can figure out what in the bloody hell is going on here." responded Harry. So along with his two other friends, he began making his way into the castle. James, along with Lily and the remaining marauders, followed hurriedly in their haste.
As they swept through the corridors of the great castle ,all James could do was watch Harry. 'Could this really be my son?' was all that ran through his mind. He noticed that Harry looked over in his direction on several occasions also. On the occasion their eyes met, they had conveyed a thought of understanding: This had been all too bizarre for one day.
**Okay, so that sucked. I'll try and get the next chapter up as soon as possible, but seeing as though I now have a job and band camp coming up soon, I can't make any promises. Bah! It's 3:10 in the morning and I'm going to bed!
*Note to readers: all characters thoughts will be in'' because I haven't figured how to work the italics on this site.
Chapter 4: An unexpected Meeting
James Potter lay sprawled out across an inundated patch of earth, his body trembling. As he slowly began to regain consciousness, memories of that mysterious purple substance flooded his mind. 'Where am I?' he thought to himself, not daring to open his eyes. The last thing he could remember was walking into that Portal, in the dead of night. However, James now felt the comforting warmth of sunlight penetrating his skin. Slowly he cracked open his eyelids, fearing what was about to be revealed. But the result turned out to be something unexpected: they were still in Hogwarts, lying in the same location as when they had entered the portal. James surveyed the grounds in an utterly perplexed state. Moments later, the others began to stir.
"Where are we?" Sirius had just awoken, and was equally puzzled.
James was still looking around. "I believe we're still in Hogwarts."
"But how could we… the last thing I remember was going through that portal, and it was night time then." Stated Peter, who was caressing a rather large bruise located on his temple.
"Oh my goodness, the Portal!" bellowed Lily. "it's gone!"
And she was indeed correct; the once massive hole located in the side of the cliff had completely vanished from sight. Utterly bewildered, Remus, Peter, Lily, Sirius, and James all rose in unison to investigate. Lily ran her hand across the smooth surface, and a tear began to trickle down her cheek.
"You promised nothing like this would happen!" roared Lily in outrage. Her tears had multiplied and were streaming down her face rapidly. "I believed you, but I should have had more common sense!" She rose her hand to give James a firm slap in the face, until Remus intervened.
"Who says anything bad has happened? I mean, these are still the school grounds, aren't they?" Lily's hand froze in midair, then gradually fell to her side. Remus' eyes darted between the two before continuing. "There IS a possibility that we could have been knocked out by that purple… stuff… and, for some reason or another, woke up several hours later."
The suggestion had made complete sense. James suddenly felt moronic for jumping to conclusions in such a manner; it was had been very uncharacteristic of him. But for a reason he could not quite put his finger on, there was a bizarre feeling of foreboding in the recesses of his mind, informing him that something was *still* not quite right. But lacking better judgment, he quickly shunned the thought. James grabbed hold of Lilly's waist, pulling her into a tight embrace. She too grabbed hold, grinning. It was so difficult for her to stay angry with him. They drew nearer and nearer towards each other until they collided into a heartwarming kiss. The remaining members of the group now stood, doused in silence.
"We should head back up to the castle." stated Peter, ignoring James and Lily in their moment of passion. "Breakfast has probably started without us!"
They proceeded from the shores of the lake, up the sloping hills, and across the grounds on their journey to the castle. All the while, Sirius felt rather uneasy. He noticed a significant number of inaccuracies in his surrounding environment. For one, there stood quite a few odd changes in the shrubbery. But Sirius figured that noticing these erroneous changes was just another side affect of being a dog animagus. 'No need to be paranoid', he thought to himself.
However, not even the remaining marauders could ignore the fact that all of the surrounding students were completely unrecognizable. Every inch they strode became harder for them to not notice.
"Uhhh.. Is it me, or do these people look kinda funny to you?" exclaimed a worried Peter through his high pitched voice.
"Yea, I agree with Peter," began Lily, her hand now staring to tremble in James' grip. "I'm staring to get a little nervous again… I've never seen these people in my life." She glanced over her shoulder to survey the individuals surrounding her. There was a tall, pale faced boy with blonde hair accompanied by two rather large boys standing about 5 feet to the right of her. To her left, a group of three sat under the same tree where she had just recently finished studying with the marauders. One of the inhabitants was a girl, around the age of sixteen, with frizzy brown hair. Next to her sat a tall, gangly boy around the same age, with flaming red hair and several freckles. Her attention then focused on the third boy. Everything about him, from his untidy jet black hair to his scrawny figure, seemed oddly familiar to her. After a moments pondering, a look of comprehension dawned upon her face.
"Oh my goodness, James! Look at that boy over there. Is that… is that YOU?
"Huh?"
James turned his head in the direction Lily was referring to. There sat a teenage boy around the same age as himself. He could see why she had made this connection: this boy could practically pass for his twin! Well… almost. Surveying him closely, James detected a great difference in the eyes. They were not the large hazel eyes that James had himself, but instead were a brilliant shade of green. 'Where Have I seen those eyes before?' he thought to himself.
Almost instantaneously, those green eyes looked up and met his. The two locked glances briefly before their friends ripped them apart.
James heard the red haired boy whisper discreetly into his look-alike's ear. "Harry… who is that?"
The boy was now standing with a mixed look of bewilderment and amazement upon his face. Slowly he rose to his feet and began to make his way towards the marauders and Lily. "It's… no, it can't be. That's impossible. It cant be. Can it?" The boys friends followed him closely, until they were standing directly in front of him.
James decided that it would be he who made the first advance, but the oddly familiar stranger had beaten him to it.
"Er, are you my Da-" he cut his words off quickly, looking rather nervous. "No. What I meant to say was, are you… are you James Potter?"
Many wild thoughts began to stir fretfully in James' head. How in the world did he know who I am? Could he be a servant working with Voldemort who was stationed here at Hogwarts to confuse him? He shook his head vigorously. Surely Dumbledore would be aware of that. 'You must think rationally, James.'
Still, he felt rather hesitant to reveal this information. But the dim-witted Peter didn't seem to understand. With a smile on his face, he blurted loudly, "Yes indeed he is. The one and only James Potter!" James, Remus, Sirius, and Lily turned in unison and shot Wormtail the most scrutinizing glare imaginable. 'How could he be so thick!' But as James looked upon the face of the boy called Harry, he has never seen anyone look less threatening. On the contrary; the boy looked as if all of his dreams had suddenly become reality.
"Then.. You must be Lily, Sirius, Remus, and Peter." This was more a statement than a question, and it came not from the boy, but from the bushy haired girl standing to his left.
"Yes." replied Lily, with a hint of interest in her voice as to where this interrogation was leading to.
The red haired boy to their right clapped his hands to his already gasping mouth. This was now becoming a bit too confusing for James. He decided that it was time for him to ask a few questions as well.
"Ok, who in the world are you and how do you know who we are?' exclaimed James in the most blunt manner possible. "Have we met?"
"Erm…" began James' look alike. " Well, we have met… in a manner of speaking." He shifted uncomfortably. "My name is Harry… Harry Potter."
This was followed by a deafening silence; everyone seemed to be completely lost for words.
"So then," began James after several moments pause. Nothing had been cleared up yet, and he was (if possible) even more bewildered. "Are we related?"
"Yea." replied Harry as James' trademark grin began to form upon his face. "I'm your son."
"WHAT?" James's jaw dropped open at this revelation. It couldn't be true; it was impossible.
That mischievous grin still occupied Harry's face. As ludicrous as this had sounded, seeing his own smile on the face of another person had given James an inkling that it could very well be the truth.
"Did that Portal bring us to the future?" questioned a trembling Lily from behind. James almost jumped at the sound of her voice.
" I guess so." replied Sirius. He did not look phased at all by the fact that they had been transported to another time. This was a real treat for him: a real marauder adventure.
But for the first time, James had not been occupying his mind with thoughts of marauder adventures. This was something much deeper. He looked up at Harry, "So then…"
"I suppose we should get you all up to Dumbledore's office so we can figure out what in the bloody hell is going on here." responded Harry. So along with his two other friends, he began making his way into the castle. James, along with Lily and the remaining marauders, followed hurriedly in their haste.
As they swept through the corridors of the great castle ,all James could do was watch Harry. 'Could this really be my son?' was all that ran through his mind. He noticed that Harry looked over in his direction on several occasions also. On the occasion their eyes met, they had conveyed a thought of understanding: This had been all too bizarre for one day.
**Okay, so that sucked. I'll try and get the next chapter up as soon as possible, but seeing as though I now have a job and band camp coming up soon, I can't make any promises. Bah! It's 3:10 in the morning and I'm going to bed!