Hi. This is my attempt at a time-travel fic, and although I'm totally
biased, I like it. So anyways...yeah. Oh, and review. Even if you think
it's worse than 'The Amanda Show' (which I hate) tell me, because I really,
really want to know. I'll start now....
Go.
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Harry, Ron and Hermione were in their sixth year at Hogwarts. Today was the first day of Christmas Break, so they were out taking a walk on the grounds.
It was mid-December, so the grass was lightly dusted with frost. The lake looked serene and beautiful, and with the smoke rising from Hagrid's chimney, the sight was very picturesque.
They were walking towards the Forbidden Forest when Ron, pointing into the forest, said,
"Bloody hell! What's that?"
He was pointing into the Forest, where there was this odd sort of pink mist floating in mid air. It seemed to be swirling around, yet stayed in the same place.
"I don't know," Harry answered truthfully.
"Well, then, lets go see," said Ron, speeding up his pace.
"Oh...I don't think we should, Ron," said Hermione, "We aren't allowed in the Forest, and-"
"Oh, come on, Hermione," replied Harry.
"Yeah, stop worrying. It's only a few feet in, anyways," said Ron, as if it settled the matter.
Hermione finally obliged, but gave them an earful about breaking school rules and dangerous creatures.
It didn't take long to reach the pink mist, and when they did, it seemed to be just that--a pink mist.
"Okay, so it's nothing," said Hermione, sounding scared, "So can we go now?"
"In a minute..." replied Harry, annoyed by her behaviour, "I wonder what it is..."
"Probably something of Hagrid's, I suppose," guessed Ron.
Hermione turned to leave, but was shocked and surprised to find that she couldn't move. It was as if her feet were glued to the ground.
"Harry? Ron? I'm stuck!" she timidly whispered.
"Yeah...us, too..." grunted Harry.
The three friends tried with all their might to free themselves of...well, of what ever it was.
Hermione was finally making some progress, when suddenly, with no warning, (A/N I know, I know, they both mean the same thing...) everything went white, as if an incredibly thick fog had just rolled in. None of them were brave enough to speak, so they just watched in horror as a bridge appeared. The bridge itself was a work of art. It looked like it was made of mahogany. On the sides, several pillars rose into the sky, and over top was sort of a ceiling--but it was intricately carved with ivy.
Out of fright, they tried to run away, but it was no use. They were being pushed towards the bridge. Hermione sucked in a breath, and stepped on to the bridge. When nothing out of the ordinary happened, they sighed with relief and started to cross. Hermione looked down, and noticed that each plank was engraved with a year--they were literally walking through time.
"Oh, my gosh," she whispered, "You guys...we're going back in time."
Hermione could hear her friends gasp, but neither responded.
At the end of the bridge, they stepped off, and were instantly lifted off their feet by gale-force winds. They started spinning around, faster and faster, until anything they could see was a blur.
After what seemed like an eternity, they finally reached solid ground. Hermione was tightly grasping Harry's shoulder, trying for the life of her not to faint with dizziness.
The fog was gone, as was the bridge. They turned around, only to find themselves face-to-face with a stag and a huge black dog.
Hermione almost keeled over with fright when, in a matter of seconds, the two large animals turned into two teenage boys. One of them had messy black hair and glasses--Harry's father. The other, Harry instantly reconized as Sirius.
"Oh, my gosh!" Hermione shrieked, almost hysterical, "You...were animals...transformed...humans. You're Animagus!"
"You three just appeared out of a pink cloud," replied James coolly.
"Fine, you win," said Hermione, a goofy smile on her face.
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(This is what Sirius & James were doing before H, R & H showed up.)
Sirius and James had been immensely bored, so they decided to venture out in the Forest in their Animagus forms. Remus and Peter had chose not to come. Then, all of a sudden, a pink cloud appeared, and three people...materialized. There were two boys and a girl--the girl had long, slightly frizzy brown hair. One of the boys had flaming red hair, and the other, the most odd of all, looked remarkably, if not exactly, like James.
When they transformed back into themselves, the girl started babbling, to which James replied,
"You just appeared from a pink cloud."
The girl then said,
"Fine, you win."
****
"Who are you people?" asked Sirius, overcome by curiousity.
Harry knew full well he couldn't exactly say, "I'm Harry Potter, your best friend's future son!" so he replied,
"Well, um...I'm Harry...Palmer, this is Hermione...uh....Grafton, and this here is Ron Weaver."
Before Sirius could reply, Ron pulled him away and hissed,
"What's with the fake names, Palmer?"
"Well...Weaver...I can't exactly tell them that I'm James' future son! I mean, won't it be a little weird when they have me, and he realizes he's already met me?"
"Oh....I get it."
Harry and Ron went back over to Hermione, James and Sirius.
"Um...well hi," James was saying, "I'm James Potter. This is Sirius Black."
"We haven't seen you around before? What are you, like exchange students, or something?" asked Sirius, raising his eyebrows.
Harry was grateful to Sirius for presenting him with such a perfect excuse.
"Yeah, yeah we are."
"What year are you in?" pressed James.
"Er--sixth," replied Ron.
"Cool. Us too."
The five sixth years talked for a while, and after agreeing to say nothing about the "Cloud Incident" or the fact that James and Sirius were Animagi, they headed up to the castle.
"So...do you know what house you're in?" Sirius asked Hermione.
"Er...yeah. We're all in Gryffindor."
"Cool. So are me and James...and our other friends, Remus and Peter."
Sirius thought he saw Hermione clench her fists at Peter's name, but just shrugged it off.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione said good-bye to their new friends, and went to see Dumbledore.
"He'll know what to do!" she had insisted.
They reached the gargoyle statue to find Dumbledore standing there, as if waiting for them.
"I was expecting you," he said, eyes twinkling.
"How did you know?" asked Hermione, slightly aghast.
"I always know, Miss Granger. Or should I say, Miss Grafton?" he asked, winking, "Now shall we go into my office?"
The three time-travellers followed Dumbledore into his office, and took their seats in front of his large oak desk.
"Now, I see you stumbled across the Bridge Through Time," said Dumbledore, acknowledging Hermione's nod, "Well, I am happy to say that you will be able to go back to your own time. However, I do not know when. It could be minutes, days, or even years."
Harry gulped at this. Years?
"You will be happy to know that your belongings have been...transported, and you will find them in your dorm. Now, you will go by the names that Harry so kindly gave you, and please restrain yourselves from letting out your...secret," said Dumbledore, as if this happened every day.
"So before I forget, here are your timetables. You are still in the sixth year, I doubt the curriculum has changed. Oh...and do not forget that you are exchange students from...well, you can decide for yourselves."
Dumbledore said that they were now free to go, but he held Harry back.
"What?" asked Harry, sounding a bit rude.
"Harry, I'm going to take a guess and say that there are some things you would like to tell your parents to do....or not to do, for that matter."
Harry nodded.
"I am not going to tell you not to. It is your decision. However, I want you to know that there will be consequenses. Not punishment wise, but you need to understand that if you change one thing, a million other things will be affected. You may go now."
Harry gulped, said good-bye, and left Dumbledore's office.
Harry couldn't believe it. He had the power to save his parents' life. He could save Sirius from Azkaban, and put Peter in his place. It seemed almost stupid not to.
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And, sadly, this is the end of the chapter.
I hope you liked it, so please review, and like I said at the beginning, I want to know what you think. (Almost desperatly.)
If you liked it, and tell me, I'll put up the next chapter soon, Friday at the latest.
So, yep...bye for now.
*Lily~Pad*
Go.
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Harry, Ron and Hermione were in their sixth year at Hogwarts. Today was the first day of Christmas Break, so they were out taking a walk on the grounds.
It was mid-December, so the grass was lightly dusted with frost. The lake looked serene and beautiful, and with the smoke rising from Hagrid's chimney, the sight was very picturesque.
They were walking towards the Forbidden Forest when Ron, pointing into the forest, said,
"Bloody hell! What's that?"
He was pointing into the Forest, where there was this odd sort of pink mist floating in mid air. It seemed to be swirling around, yet stayed in the same place.
"I don't know," Harry answered truthfully.
"Well, then, lets go see," said Ron, speeding up his pace.
"Oh...I don't think we should, Ron," said Hermione, "We aren't allowed in the Forest, and-"
"Oh, come on, Hermione," replied Harry.
"Yeah, stop worrying. It's only a few feet in, anyways," said Ron, as if it settled the matter.
Hermione finally obliged, but gave them an earful about breaking school rules and dangerous creatures.
It didn't take long to reach the pink mist, and when they did, it seemed to be just that--a pink mist.
"Okay, so it's nothing," said Hermione, sounding scared, "So can we go now?"
"In a minute..." replied Harry, annoyed by her behaviour, "I wonder what it is..."
"Probably something of Hagrid's, I suppose," guessed Ron.
Hermione turned to leave, but was shocked and surprised to find that she couldn't move. It was as if her feet were glued to the ground.
"Harry? Ron? I'm stuck!" she timidly whispered.
"Yeah...us, too..." grunted Harry.
The three friends tried with all their might to free themselves of...well, of what ever it was.
Hermione was finally making some progress, when suddenly, with no warning, (A/N I know, I know, they both mean the same thing...) everything went white, as if an incredibly thick fog had just rolled in. None of them were brave enough to speak, so they just watched in horror as a bridge appeared. The bridge itself was a work of art. It looked like it was made of mahogany. On the sides, several pillars rose into the sky, and over top was sort of a ceiling--but it was intricately carved with ivy.
Out of fright, they tried to run away, but it was no use. They were being pushed towards the bridge. Hermione sucked in a breath, and stepped on to the bridge. When nothing out of the ordinary happened, they sighed with relief and started to cross. Hermione looked down, and noticed that each plank was engraved with a year--they were literally walking through time.
"Oh, my gosh," she whispered, "You guys...we're going back in time."
Hermione could hear her friends gasp, but neither responded.
At the end of the bridge, they stepped off, and were instantly lifted off their feet by gale-force winds. They started spinning around, faster and faster, until anything they could see was a blur.
After what seemed like an eternity, they finally reached solid ground. Hermione was tightly grasping Harry's shoulder, trying for the life of her not to faint with dizziness.
The fog was gone, as was the bridge. They turned around, only to find themselves face-to-face with a stag and a huge black dog.
Hermione almost keeled over with fright when, in a matter of seconds, the two large animals turned into two teenage boys. One of them had messy black hair and glasses--Harry's father. The other, Harry instantly reconized as Sirius.
"Oh, my gosh!" Hermione shrieked, almost hysterical, "You...were animals...transformed...humans. You're Animagus!"
"You three just appeared out of a pink cloud," replied James coolly.
"Fine, you win," said Hermione, a goofy smile on her face.
****
(This is what Sirius & James were doing before H, R & H showed up.)
Sirius and James had been immensely bored, so they decided to venture out in the Forest in their Animagus forms. Remus and Peter had chose not to come. Then, all of a sudden, a pink cloud appeared, and three people...materialized. There were two boys and a girl--the girl had long, slightly frizzy brown hair. One of the boys had flaming red hair, and the other, the most odd of all, looked remarkably, if not exactly, like James.
When they transformed back into themselves, the girl started babbling, to which James replied,
"You just appeared from a pink cloud."
The girl then said,
"Fine, you win."
****
"Who are you people?" asked Sirius, overcome by curiousity.
Harry knew full well he couldn't exactly say, "I'm Harry Potter, your best friend's future son!" so he replied,
"Well, um...I'm Harry...Palmer, this is Hermione...uh....Grafton, and this here is Ron Weaver."
Before Sirius could reply, Ron pulled him away and hissed,
"What's with the fake names, Palmer?"
"Well...Weaver...I can't exactly tell them that I'm James' future son! I mean, won't it be a little weird when they have me, and he realizes he's already met me?"
"Oh....I get it."
Harry and Ron went back over to Hermione, James and Sirius.
"Um...well hi," James was saying, "I'm James Potter. This is Sirius Black."
"We haven't seen you around before? What are you, like exchange students, or something?" asked Sirius, raising his eyebrows.
Harry was grateful to Sirius for presenting him with such a perfect excuse.
"Yeah, yeah we are."
"What year are you in?" pressed James.
"Er--sixth," replied Ron.
"Cool. Us too."
The five sixth years talked for a while, and after agreeing to say nothing about the "Cloud Incident" or the fact that James and Sirius were Animagi, they headed up to the castle.
"So...do you know what house you're in?" Sirius asked Hermione.
"Er...yeah. We're all in Gryffindor."
"Cool. So are me and James...and our other friends, Remus and Peter."
Sirius thought he saw Hermione clench her fists at Peter's name, but just shrugged it off.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione said good-bye to their new friends, and went to see Dumbledore.
"He'll know what to do!" she had insisted.
They reached the gargoyle statue to find Dumbledore standing there, as if waiting for them.
"I was expecting you," he said, eyes twinkling.
"How did you know?" asked Hermione, slightly aghast.
"I always know, Miss Granger. Or should I say, Miss Grafton?" he asked, winking, "Now shall we go into my office?"
The three time-travellers followed Dumbledore into his office, and took their seats in front of his large oak desk.
"Now, I see you stumbled across the Bridge Through Time," said Dumbledore, acknowledging Hermione's nod, "Well, I am happy to say that you will be able to go back to your own time. However, I do not know when. It could be minutes, days, or even years."
Harry gulped at this. Years?
"You will be happy to know that your belongings have been...transported, and you will find them in your dorm. Now, you will go by the names that Harry so kindly gave you, and please restrain yourselves from letting out your...secret," said Dumbledore, as if this happened every day.
"So before I forget, here are your timetables. You are still in the sixth year, I doubt the curriculum has changed. Oh...and do not forget that you are exchange students from...well, you can decide for yourselves."
Dumbledore said that they were now free to go, but he held Harry back.
"What?" asked Harry, sounding a bit rude.
"Harry, I'm going to take a guess and say that there are some things you would like to tell your parents to do....or not to do, for that matter."
Harry nodded.
"I am not going to tell you not to. It is your decision. However, I want you to know that there will be consequenses. Not punishment wise, but you need to understand that if you change one thing, a million other things will be affected. You may go now."
Harry gulped, said good-bye, and left Dumbledore's office.
Harry couldn't believe it. He had the power to save his parents' life. He could save Sirius from Azkaban, and put Peter in his place. It seemed almost stupid not to.
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And, sadly, this is the end of the chapter.
I hope you liked it, so please review, and like I said at the beginning, I want to know what you think. (Almost desperatly.)
If you liked it, and tell me, I'll put up the next chapter soon, Friday at the latest.
So, yep...bye for now.
*Lily~Pad*