Spoiler Alert OotP spoiler in this chapter. it's mini, but important. so now readie-Ootp, probably no readie this. And if you haven't read OotP, what are you waiting for?! *tosses copy of book to you and forces you into chair for a long read*
Ron was vaguely aware of voices around him. He attempted to open his eyes, but they refused to lift. Instead, he focused on the voices, trying to decipher what they were saying.
"He just apeared out of thin air, Headmaster!" A voice exclaimed.
"Indeed..." A voice that reminded Ron oddly of Headmaster Dumbledore.
"Right into Remus' lap!" Another voice squeeked.
"I wish you'd quit bringing that up." The original voice replied.
"Shouldn't we wake him up? See who he is?" Yet another voice asked. Ron was starting to think he was in a crawded room. And for all he knew, he could be.
"We don't want to traumatise him, James!" A voice responded, and by this time Ron was losing count.
"He fainted! It's not like he hit his head or something!" The one named James responded.
"With all this noise, he's bound to wake up sooner or later." The original voice told them.
"Hush, Moony!" Two voices teased at once. Ron was finally tired of figuring out who was who and now that he had just heard two familiar names, he felt it was about time he opened his eyes. Doing just that, he was greeted with five faces. One being a slightly younger Albus Dumbledore.
"Professor Dumbledore!" Ron exclaimed, sitting up in the bed. He looked around to see that he was in the Infirmary. Ron glanced briefly at the four boys he had seen earlier and turned back to the older man. "Professor, something really weird has happened!"
"Indeed it has." Dumbledore replied, and Ron wasn't shocked to hear the amusement in his voice. "It seems you know me, but I don't know you."
"Oh God, it really happened..." Ron whispered, eyes darting around.
"Can you tell us your name?" Dumbledore asked.
"Ron Weasley." Ron told them. Dumbledore looked thoughtful for a minute.
"You wouldn't be realted to an Arthur Weasley by any chance?" He wondered.
"That's my father." Ron told them. The four boys shared a look, while Dumbledore either looked deeply amused or thoughtful, Ron couldn't decide which. It was the one they called James that spoke next.
"Uh, he only graduated two years ago... I don't recall him haivng a kid." James informed him. Ron let his head fall back into the pillow. It really happened. He had fell through time. And if he was as smart as he though he was, the boy who had spoke to him was James Potter. Harry's dad. A very much alive Harry's dad. An alive, seventeen year old Harry's dad. Ron was shocked. And just a tad worried.
"Um, Professor Dumbledore?" Ron said softly. "I think I know what's going on, but it'll be hard to believe."
"Considering you fell from thin air, I doubt that will be a problem." The long haired boy told him. Ron was now sure this was Sirius Black. That meant the amber eyed boy next to him was Remus Lupin, and just behind him Peter Pettigrew. Ron tried not to look at the boy who would become his rat.
"Well, the thing is my friend Hermione had a Time Turner." Ron explained. "She's a picture perfect student, you know. And she was taking so many NEWT classes, they decided to allow her acces to one. Anyway, I kinda of got ahold of it and was looking at it while in the library. I fell and... landed here."
"In Moony's lap!" Peter grinned. Remus shot him a look, but said nothing.
"The question now is, what time did you come from? Not to mention, what should we do with you while you are here and how to get you back?" Dumbledore replied.
"W-well," Ron stammered. "I came from the future, becasue I know some of you there... but your older of course..."
"Really? Am I still a hunk?" Sirius asked, with a wide grin. Ron's eyes widened, trying to figure out how to answer that.
"You came from Hogwarts?" Dumbledore questioned. Ron nodded. "What house?"
"Gryffindor."
"Hey, he can stay with us untill everything is figured out!" James announced. He gave Ron a smile. "Since we know all aobut your Time Travel, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Yeah, Headmaster!" Sirius agreed. "Besides ever since that Mitchell fella transfered to India we've had a spair bed."
"Yes, I've been meaning to get Minerva to remove it, but she said it was so crowded with things she was afraid to." Dumbledore mused. James and Sirius shared sheepish grins. Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "Yes, I suppose that would be a nice arrangement. Once Madame Pomfrey allows Mr. Weasley to leave, that is."
Ron was just a bit miffed. Not in the angry sense, but more in the 'oh, shit, what have I done to myself now' way. He was due to meet the Headmaster in his office that afternoon. Dumbledore had decided that he should adjust to the new environment before tackling the 'what are we to do with you' questions.
In the mean time he was standing in the middle of his future dorm room, but it currently belonged to the four boys staring at him. They've been playing this game for the past few hours. Ron would shift from foot to foot, James would cough, Peter wopuld make an odd noise, Sirius would grin, and Remus would turn a page in his book. Ron was about to head to Dumbledore's office early when Sirius finally decided to speak up.
"So... What's the future like?" He asked, eyes bright.
Well, let's see. Ron thought to himself. You fell through a Veil, Remus is a teacher, Peter is a Death Eater, and James is dead.
"I haven't noticed much of a difference." Ron mumbled instead.
"Please, something must be different!" Sirius exclaimed in a bored tone. Ron looked around, as though looking.
"Well... Our beds face the other direction." He told them.
"I'm dissapointed." Sirius informed him.
"Hey!" James suddenly said, causing Peter to jump (as he was sitting right next to him). "I just thought of something! You said that you knew who we were! How?"
Everyone looked at Ron, even Remus peaked over his volume. "Well... Er... My best friend is... Harry Potter..." He paused a moment, looking at their faces. Seeing that they were not really making the connection, he continued. "Harry is your son, James."
"I have a kid?" James glanced over at Sirius, who smirked. "You kidding me?"
"No."
"That's it!" Sirius threw up his hands. "I don't want to live in a world where Prongs can reproduce!"
"I think James would create a cute baby." Peter spoke up. The room fell to silence as they all stared at him. James coughed and Ron was certain he heard a faint giggle from Remus' bed.
end notes seriously people, who do you want Ron paired with here? i have a huge idea who i'm gonna set him with, but i live to please, so let me know! ^.^