I'm going to start this chapter with a bit of a complain. I've finished the 5th book, and I can't believe what JK did! How could she! I'm not gonna say what, but if you feel like having a rant in a review, be my guest! Argh! I was in sports day, reading it in the stands, and I cried! I wish it could've been anyone else, anyone! Just not who it was! *sniff*.
Porcelain Princess – actually, I think that JK would make them gay, if it wasn't a children's book. That's what's so nice about that pairing; it could happen in the books, but we know it won't because of all the laws etc.
Anon – thanks
Jul – I am!
~Lynx – (pretends to be outraged) whats wrong with two guys snogging??? Still, pleeeze don't stop reading…
LoneyLoopeyLisa – your review has been read, and taken into account, thanx for writing it!
PaDfOoTpUpPy – finally someone who thinks like me! Somehow, I think the majority is against us though.. damn slash haters! (no offence meant)
I've decided to come to a compromise. Since I've read the 5th book, I'll try to give an accurate description of how they would act, but I'll twist it a bit. As for the slash thing, I'm going to make them really good friends, but it can be seen as slash, if you know what I mean. There will never be anything to suggest that they are more than friends, but you can see it as slash if you want. There! Is that a nice compromise??
Right, now on with the story…
Harry stealthily moved to behind his father's chair, and tapped him on the shoulder. James jumped a mile and almost fell off the chair. Twisting round, James narrowed his eyes at the empty space behind him, and held up a hand to stop the other's questions.
"Peeves? Or is it you, Wormtail, borrowing my cloak?"
Harry doubled up, and tried to keep from laughing out loud. He shifted sideways as noiselessly as he could, and stood in front of Sirius.
"Jumpy, Prongs?" Sirius asked, grinning.
"Someone tapped me on the shoulder," James told him, still staring at the now empty space.
"Probably Peeves," Sirius grinned.
"No.." Remus said thoughtfully. "Peeves would have laughed. I can hear someone, trying not to laugh, by the sound of it. They were behind you, but they've moved. They're very quiet; I can only just hear them."
Harry cursed werewolf hearing, but then decided that he might as well show himself. He could still play pranks on Wormtail and Malfoy. Not to mention Snape. He moved behind Remus, and said normally.
"Hi."
All three spun round, and Remus copied James in almost falling to the floor.
"Who is it?" Sirius asked.
"I'm from the future, I used the spell in the book to get here," Harry told them.
"How come you're invisible?" James asked.
"I've got an invisibility cloak."
"Cool! Me too," James grinned.
"I know. You made the map too, didn't you?"
"Well, that was Mooney."
"Hey, we all helped. You know, I see why Lily prefers you now, you're much less big headed," Remus said, smiling.
"So…" Sirius said, grinning, "Can you tell me what happens in the future? Do I win the Prophet Prize draw?"
Before Harry could reply, Remus cut him off. "No, of course he can't! Don't be silly, Padfoot. We can't know what will happen to us, because that would change it, you see?"
"Oh, ok," Sirius said, obviously used to taking Remus' advice. He grinned at the young werewolf, before turning back to where he assumed Harry to be. "Can we at least see you?"
"Um… ok. You might learn a little of the future though." Harry replied nervously, shifting from foot to foot.
"Why?" James asked.
"You'll see," Harry said. He took a deep breath, and pulled off the invisibility cloak.
"Woah," Sirius gasped.
"Amazing," Remus muttered.
"Are you sure you're from the future, and not my twin?" James asked.
"Yep," Harry said, grinning at their stunned reactions. "I s'pose you can guess who I am…"
"Wow Prongs, you're a Daddy!" Sirius said, pulling Remus to his feet and making him waltz around the table. Remus giggled, and pushed the taller boy away.
"Stoppit, Siri! Well, hello Prongs junior. Do you have a name?" He asked, smiling gently. His smile was the same, Harry realised with a pang of recognition.
"Uh… I dunno if I should tell you, 'cos it might change things," he said apprehensively.
"Oh, It's ok, I can guess. I always wanted a son called Harry. So, Harry Potter, right?" James queried.
"Yeah."
"Nice broom," Sirius commented, staring at the firebolt. "You play Quidditch?"
"I'm seeker for Gryffindor, have been since my first year."
"But you're not allowed-"
"I was the youngest in a century." Harry interrupted.
"Guess I must've taught you well," James muttered. "I'm seeker too. Siri is a beater."
"You look so much alike," Remus said. "Stand next to each other, please."
Harry handed the broom to Sirius, who began to examine in awe, and moved to stand next to James, and Remus pulled out his camera. He took a shot of them, then motioned to Harry to hold the camera, so he could have a picture of them all together. It took a while for Sirius to stop fooling around, but James and Remus combined eventually managed him to put books he was hiding behind down, and stop sneezing from the dust. Then Remus muttered a spell that made the camera hover in mid air, and took a shot of all four of them.
"I'll develop them tonight," he told Harry. You can take them back with you. Proof."
"Thanks Remus."
"Call me Mooney, or Re. That's what the others call me."
"Ok. Um… what do you want to do now?"
"Well, we've finished the plan they have for tomorrow, and J's copied my history notes. Want to come up to the common room and meet Pete?"
Harry didn't want to meet his parent's betrayer, but he knew it would look odd if he didn't. Still, Peter could've been an ok person. Somehow Harry doubted it. "Ok," he said, grabbing his firebolt back form Sirius.
He pulled the cloak back on, and followed the others up the familiar corridors to the Gryffindor common room. They were obviously used to walking around with someone undercover, and didn't keep hissing 'are you still here?' which was one of the most annoying things about walking around with Hermione or Ron when he was wearing the cloak.
The portrait of the Fat Lady was exactly the same, except she was wearing a purple scarf and had a different necklace on. Remus said the password –Fawkes– and she swung open, smiling brightly. The Common Room had also changed a little. There were a few different chairs, but the room was still scarlet and gold. A small boy with mousy hair looked up as they came in, and called anxiously to them.
"Oh, thank goodness you're back! Siri, I really don't get this bit in charms, with the theory. How does the emphasis on the word change the spell?"
"Oh, it changes the colour. Wait a minute, have you got your book there?" Sirius questioned, striding across the room.
"Yes."
"Ok, give it here…" He flicked pages and stopped about halfway through. "Ok! Now, see this passage here? It's the explanation of the emphasis. If you emphasise the first syllable…"
Remus grinned at James, "He's off…"
"Poor Pete. Well, he asked for it. Coming up to the dorm room?"
"Yes, we'll leave Prongs to it. They should be up soon."
The pair started up the stairs, and Harry followed them. The dorm room was deserted, and Harry pulled off the cloak, staring around him. It was the same room as his own.
"Woah, this is my room," he muttered. "Which bed do you guys sleep in?"
"I'm in this one," James said, pointing to Harry's.
"Siri's there, I'm here, Pete's there and Frank is in that one," Remus said, pointing to Dean's, Seamus', Ron's and Neville's beds in turn.
"Weird."
"What is?" James asked.
Harry answered carefully, not wanting to give anything away. "All the people who slept in this room who have kids who are in my year have the same beds as their fathers."
"Yeah, didn't you know? It'd a sort of tradition. I've got the same as my Dad," Remus said.
"Hey, I didn't know that!" James protested.
Remus rolled his eyes in a gesture reminiscent of Hermione. "It's in 'Hogwarts: A History. Honestly, don't you read?"
Harry burst out laughing, and they turned to him with their eyebrows raised. "What's so funny?" James asked.
"You… you… sound so much like one of my f…friends..." Harry gasped out between giggles, breaking out into fresh peals of laughter as Hermione's face swam into his memory, saying the exact same thing. "If... if I didn't know better… I'd swear you were related… to her!"
"Her?" Remus asked, sounding disgusted. James started laughing too. "You'd better… tell her when you get back!" He laughed.
Remus rolled his eyes again, and started to grin. At that moment they heard footsteps on the stairs, and Harry flung the cloak on again. The door was flung open, to reveal a grinning Sirius, and a smiling Peter.
"Hey, I did it! Now all I need to do is copy your History notes, Re. Can I?"
"Well, I would say you should've been taking them yourself, but as I can hardly keep awake in Binns' lessons, I can't blame you. Here you go." He handed Peter a wad of parchment sheets from his bag, before flinging the latter onto his bed. "I'm done studying for today. What do you want to do?
Sirius pretended to faint, and James caught him quickly. Peter started to fan him exaggeratedly with Remus' History notes, stage whispering things like 'you'll be alright soon, Siri. Don't worry, we're here'.
"I'm sorry… I thought… I thought I just heard Mooney say he was not studying again today," Sirius gasped in a faint voice.
Remus was watching the little scene with a smile on his face. He had his hands on his narrow hips, and did look remarkable like Hermione watching himself and Ron fooling around. He ran a hand through his silver-brown hair and rolled his amber eyes, turning away slightly.
Harry decided it was time to play a bit of a trick on Peter. But before he could do anything, a whirlwind with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes flew into the bedroom. As the three teens had been standing in front of the door, all four of them went flying into Remus, and ended up in a heap on the floor.
"Lily?" James gasped.
The rumpled teens managed to untangle themselves, laughing loudly, which was probably a good thing, as Harry was laughing too. Lily had bright flame red hair, and eyes identical to Harry's; a sparkling emerald green. She had pale, smooth skin, but no freckles. She was wearing black glittery eyeshadow, and sparkly lipgloss, and her clothes made Harry blink. A tight black halterneck, with the legend GLITTERBABE inscribed in gold glitter across the front, and a pair of tight black jeans, flared from the knee. She was also wearing gold platform trainers with black laces. Harry had to think very hard "THIS IS MY MOTHER!!!" to himself to stop himself thinking 'She's HOT!"
"Hey, boys. What are you up to?"
"Well, we were teasing Remus," Sirius said.
"Why?"
"Oh, he said he was done studying for tonight."
Lily immediately looked concerned, and moved up to Remus. "Honey, are you feeling ok?" she asked, putting her hand on his forehead and feeling his pulse. "Yes, you're feverish. Sirius, get him in bed, at once!"
Sirius, eyes sparkling, moved forward before Remus could escape and hoisted him into his arms. He moved over to dump him onto his bed, but Remus managed to pull the larger boy down too. As a consequence, they both fell onto the bed, rolled across and fell out the other side, to wild applause from the other three, and the pictures on the wall.
"Nice one Mooney!" James called, his arm around Lily's waist. Pete wolf-whistled loudly with to fingers.
Hey, you guys look so sweet, can I have a picture?" Remus asked quickly, looking meaningfully at James.
"Sure!" the unruly haired teen said. "Ok, Lily?"
"Yeah, sure. What for?"
"Oh, I just feel like taking pictures," Remus said smoothly. Sirius and Peter got out of the way, and Remus got a nice shot of the couple, before Sirius danced across the screen, singing 'God Save our brave couple… From Remus and his…" (to the tune of… dadadadadadaaaaaaaaa God Save the Queen – as if you couldn't guess ^_^)
Harry grinned, and tripped Sirius neatly, making him fall into Remus, for the third time in under 15 minutes.
"Hello," Said Remus, staring into Sirius' face calmly. "We keep meeting like this, don't we?"
"Must be fate," Sirius grinned back, lifting himself off Remus yet again. "Now, who tripped me?"
"No one," Lily and Peter said together. James just grinned, and Remus winked at Harry. Well, he was actually winking at a spot a few feet to Harry's left, but Harry knew what he meant.
"Must've tripped on the rug," Pete said.
"Yeah," Sirius scowled, glaring in Harry's general direction. Just then the bell rang for dinner.
"Food!" Peter exclaimed, taking off down the stairway. Lily followed quickly, yelling at him to be careful not to trip.
"She's always looking out for people like that," Remus said to Harry's head, which was floating in mid-air.
"Cool. Um, if you guys want to head to dinner, I'll go visit the kitchens. I'm sure the house elves will be happy to give me more food than I can carry. Um… can I borrow some shades?"
"What?" Sirius asked.
"Sunglasses."
"Why?"
"Because, if I cover my eyes, they'll think I'm James, won't they?"
"Oh yeah," Sirius said, cottoning on at last.
"Here," James said, throwing a pair of sunglasses at Harry. "See you back here after dinner!"
I do know that Harry wars glasses, but in this fic he has contacts, as I need him to for the story to work later on… I have a plan… hehe!
Ok, what do you guys want to happen next chapter? Here are the choices…
Harry plays a trick on Peter.
Harry reveals himself to Peter/Lily
Harry plays a trick on Snape/Malfoy
James, Sirius and Harry play Quidditch together.