*The year 2003*

Professor McGonagall hurried into Dumbledore's office, her hat was lopsided and she was out of breath. Dumbledore looked up and surveyed her with concern.

"Minerva, whatever's the matter?" Dumbledore questioned.

"It's . . . Potter, Weasley and Granger sir!" she said, between gasps for breath.

"What's happened?" Dumbledore asked, looking worried.

"Well . . . I've just found this on the floor" McGonagall held up broken glass "I believe that this is from Miss Granger's time-turner, also there was sand on the floor too"

Dumbledore nodded.

"But how do you know that it's Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger that have gone somewhere in time?" he asked.

"They haven't attended any of their classes for the whole day!" McGonagall exclaimed. Dumbledore suddenly looked grave.

"Oh dear, this could be a problem, how far back in time do you think they could've gone Minerva?" But before McGonagall could answer, a black bird swooped into Dumbledore's office and dropped an envelope on his desk. Dumbledore stared at it for a few seconds, then opened it. He read through it once and his gaze became one of concern and anger.

"What is it Albus?" McGonagall asked, looking worried.

"It's Voldemort" McGonagall flinched at the sound of the name "He's found a way to go back in time and . . . he's going to try and kill Harry and James!" Dumbledore said sounding worried at the last sentence.

"W-What?" McGonagall asked, looking disbelieving.

"Minerva, I think I understand what's going on! Harry, Ron and Hermione somehow accidentally got transported back to the past, where James and Lily still attend Hogwarts, Voldemort's found out and decided that this is his big chance, he can kill Harry and James without much of a fight, James wasn't as strong in school as he was when he left" Dumbledore explained. McGonagall's eyes widened.

"B-But, we need someone to protect them then! Someone from our present time should go back and protect them!"

Dumbledore nodded and smiled.

"And I know just the people"

*The year 1959* (In my first chapter I put 1979, but I meant 1959,
sorry for any inconveniences!)

"Harry, what's wrong?" Remus asked, looking worried. Harry's scar had started to hurt and he was rubbing it.

"What's with this bloody thing!" he cried out in frustration.

"How did you get that scar Harry?" Peter asked, looking curious.

"A dark wizard attacked me and somehow I survived! It happened when I was a baby, so I don't really remember it" Harry replied. The Marauders and Lily looked at him in shock.

"A dark wizard?!" Lily said, looking horrified.

"Yeah, but in trying to kill me, the bastard killed my parents!" Harry said, looking angry. Ron and Hermione looked at him apprehensively.

"Harry? Are you al-"

"NO! I'm not alright! This scar is really starting to annoy me and I don't your sympathies, okay?!" and with that, he stormed off out of the Great Hall.

"Sheesh, sorry for caring" Hermione muttered.

"You know what he's like, he didn't mean it" Ron reassured her, then whispered in a worried tone to her "You don't think You-Know-Who's nearby, do you?"

Hermione hesitated for a minute, then shrugged her shoulders.

"I wouldn't know, but Voldemort's clever enough, it wouldn't surprise me"

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While sitting in Divination, Harry looked tiredly out of the window. Professor Trelawney was still as boring as ever. The Marauders, Lily, Ron and even Hermione took this lesson. He didn't see how they managed to stay awake. His eyes slowly began to droop as he fell into a dream . . .

*Harry's dream*

"Wormtail, is it done yet?" A cold voice asked from the chair.

"Almost master, as soon as this is finished, any Death Eater who wishes to come to the past can do so" Peter's high pitched voice rang out.

"Excellent, we attack the school tomorrow, when that pathetic mudblood- loving fool Dumbledore least expects it!" Voldemort said and let out a bone- chilling laugh. Wormtail shivered slightly as little beads of sweat fell down his face.

"But, what about the Potter's sir?" Wormtail questioned.

"What about them? They will die at my mercy! Surely, you're not worried about seeing them again Wormtail?! They are your enemies!" Voldemort said, sternly.

"Y-Yes master" Wormtail squeaked.

Suddenly, a crash of glass filled the air and Wormtail screamed.

"Wormtail, you fool! You broke the most important ingredient! For that, I shall have to teach you not to do it again; a lesson in pain might work"

"N-No! Master, please I beg of you!"

"Crucio!"

*End of Harry's dream*

Harry was on the floor screaming in pain, while clutching his scar. Ron and Hermione were knelt down next to him. When the pain subsided, Harry sat up; beads of sweat pouring down his face.

"My dear boy, are you alright?" Professor Trelawney questioned, looking concerned. It was then that Harry noticed that he was shaking. He looked around and noticed that everybody's face had paled. His eyes landed on Peter and he tried everything he could not to glare at the murderous traitor.

Harry looked up at Trelawney and shook his head.

"May I please go to the Hospital Wing?" he asked. Trelawney nodded.

"Mr. Weasel and Miss Granger, would you be so kind as to take him to the Hospital Wing?" Ron and Hermione nodded and grabbed hold of Harry under each arm and pulled him up to his feet. They then started to proceed to the door.

"Oh! Mr. Poor!" Harry turned around and faced Trelawney. Her eyes were full of concern.

"What did you see?" she questioned.

Harry shook his head.

"I can't remember Professor" Trelawney frowned, while Harry, Ron and Hermione left the Divination classroom. It was only when they were half-way to the Hospital Wing when Ron spoke up.

"Harry, what did you see?"

"Voldemort's here! In this time! Him and Wormtail! They're making some sort of potion to make any Death Eater come back to the past, so that they can kill me and my dad!" Hermione gasped and put a hand to her mouth.

"Harry, you *have* to tell Dumbledore!" Harry shook his head.

"I can't, he'll get suspicious as to how I know"

"There was a whole classroom full of witnesses; they know that it was because of your scar that you were on the floor in pain, I bet they'd believe you if you told them the truth"

"By the way, they're attacking tomorrow" Harry told them. Ron and Hermione stopped walking and stared at Harry.

"Then we have no choice *but* to tell Dumbledore! He has to know Harry!" Ron yelled. Harry hung his head.

"Alright then, let's go!"

As they ran to off to Dumbledore's office, they stopped outside the gargoyle's statue.

"Great, what was the password again?!" Harry asked.

"It was Chocolate Frogs!" Hermione said. Almost immediately, the gargoyle leapt aside and Harry, Ron and Hermione ran up the stairs to Dumbledore's office.

They burst into his office. Dumbledore looked up and smiled, but then turned his gaze turned to serious on seeing the looks on their faces.

"Professor . . . there's something you should . . . know!" Harry gasped, clutching his waist where he had a stitch.

"What is it?" Dumbledore asked, looking concerned.

"I-It's Voldemort! The Voldemort from our time has come back to this time! He's going to try to kill me and my dad and they're attacking tomorrow, I just had a vision concerning my scar! Whenever my scar hurts, it means he's near!" Harry said, sounding terrified. Dumbledore nodded. He stood up, but not before Harry started screaming again.

"AAAHHH!" He cried falling to the floor and clutching his scar again.

"Harry! Harry!" Hermione shouted.

Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, step aside" Dumbledore ordered. Ron and Hermione did as they were told.

"HE'S . . . REALLY ANGRY! AAAHHHH!" Harry cried out in pain.

"What's happened Harry?" Dumbledore asked quietly.

Harry managed to sit up, half-blinded by the pain. The pain slowly subsided.

"I-It's never been this bad before" Harry said, while breathing heavily. "Wormtail keeps accidentally dropping the important ingredient for the potion" he whispered. Dumbledore nodded to show he had heard. But then a question came to mind.

"Who's Wormtail?" he asked. Harry looked apprehensively at Dumbledore.

"I can't tell you sir, it'll mess up the future" Dumbledore nodded in understanding.

"Very well, I guess I'll find out tomorrow" Harry wiped tears from his eyes, while Hermione was shaking violently and Ron looked like he was going to be sick.

"P-Professor? What should we do for the time being? Voldemort's only after James and me" Dumbledore nodded again.

"I will put a protection charm on you" he told them "By any chance, did you hear Voldemort say *when* he was going to attack?" Harry thought for a few moments, then shook his head.

"No sir, I'm sorry, I didn't"

"Alright then, please go back to your common room, you may have the rest of the day off if you wish, we don't want you collapsing in classes again, do we?" Dumbledore said, looking amused. Harry smiled weakly and thanked Dumbledore.

"I'll alert the teachers tonight"

"Thank you Professor" and with that, Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way back to Gryffindor common room.