While the Gryffindor Quidditch team got dressed into their Quidditch robes, everyone was silent. Harry guessed that they were all still shocked over his identity as James' son. Harry walked over to where James was and picked up his broom. It was then that James spoke up.

"So . . . you're my son?" He questioned. Harry looked at him and nodded.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I didn't want to mess up the past" Harry told him. James nodded and smiled.

"I always wondered why you looked so much like me, now I know" James said and grinned "With two Potters on the same Quidditch team, there's no doubt about it, we're gonna win that cup!" Harry couldn't help himself and started to grin.

Suddenly, there was a whistle outside and James went quiet.

"That's our cue, here we go people! This is it! If we win this match, we've won the Quidditch cup! We can do this!" Everyone cheered to James' encouragement "Let's go out there and kick the Slytherin's butts!"

Everyone mounted their brooms and took off into the air, the Slytherins doing the same. There were loud cheers from all around (mostly cheers for Gryffindor, mind you).

Madam Hooch walked onto the field and looked at them all.

"Now, I know that there's no point in saying this, but I'm going to say it anyway, I want a nice *clean* game from all of you!" she told them all sternly. She knelt down and unbuckled the bludgers and let loose the golden snitch. She picked up the Quaffle and threw it up into the air.

Paul Jordan was commentating.

"And the game begins! James Potter with the Quaffle and ooh, that's gotta hurt! Hit in the arm by a bludger by Crabbe! Ouch! Potter drops the Quaffle and now is in possession of Flint!"

While this was happening, Harry was looking everywhere for the Snitch, along with listening to the commentary. He *had* to win this game, not just for James, but to prove to everyone that he was as good a player as his dad. Harry's head narrowly missed a bludger that was heading in his direction. He turned to see who had done it and came face-to-face with Malfoy. It was typical that he was the Slytherin Seeker.

"Alright there Potter? Trying to make daddy proud, are we?" he questioned and started laughing. Harry's blood started to boil; Lucius was just as bad as his older self! With a determined look on his face, Harry raced straight towards him. The whole crowd went quiet as Harry raced towards Malfoy and pushed him roughly, so that he nearly fell off his broom.

"Whoa! Watch it Potter! Unless you want something bad to happen to dear old dad over there" he said, jabbing his thumb over to where James was holding the Quaffle and throwing it through one of the hoops. Harry's eyes were ablaze.

"Tell you what, I'll make you a deal, let Slytherin win this game and your dad won't get hurt, unless you're totally heartless and don't care about what happens to him" Lucius said, grinning now.

Harry's shoulders started to shake from anger. Lucius was threatening him! But what could he do? Let Slytherin win and make his father and the rest of Gryffindor unhappy? Including Sirius, Lupin, Arthur and Dumbledore! Or, should he go for the snitch and let his father get really badly hurt? He could warn everyone when he landed on the ground about what Lucius was going to do, but no one would hear him! They'd be too busy cheering!

While mulling this over, there was a sudden gasp, Lucius was diving down at something and Harry realized that he must have been after the Snitch, but Harry couldn't see a glint of gold anywhere near him! He was probably doing the Wrongsi Feint. And indeed he was because when he turned around to see if Harry was there, he gave a look of disappointment before flying back up again.

"Harry! Harry!" A voice cried from the Gryffindor stands. Harry looked to see who it was and noticed that it was Sirius (the older one) "Don't listen to Malfoy! We heard what he said to you! Get the Snitch, we won't let anything happen to James!" he shouted. Harry nodded and smiled happily, then went off in search of the Snitch.

"And Spinnet has the Quaffle, nice dodge around Flint there, passes to Potter, he shoots, he scores!" The crowd let out a wild cheer. It was now 40-0 to Gryffindor. Harry was still scanning the area trying to find the Snitch.

Harry smiled to himself; he was going to trick Malfoy! Do the Wrongsi Feint, then try and find the Snitch while he was out of the way. Suddenly, Harry went down into an incredibly fast dive, everyone gasped and turned to look, even the Quidditch teams had stopped to stare at what was happening. Lucius, sensing that Harry had spotted the Snitch raced after him.

"It looks like Potter's spotted the Snitch!" Jordan commented to the still crowd. All too quickly, Harry pulled up out of his dive, while Lucius carried on sailing downwards and hit the ground, making him go unconscious. There was immediate uproar from the Slytherins and yells of "He can't do that!"

Harry grinned and took off in the opposite direction. *This* time, he'd spotted the Snitch and was gaining closer.

"GO ON HARRY! YOU CAN DO IT!" came the cries from the Gryffindor team and Hermione, Ron, Arthur, Sirius and Lupin. Harry flew downwards, putting on a burst of speed, then pulling up inches from the ground. He flew up to where James was clutching the golden Snitch.

The crowd was deafening as everyone realized that Gryffindor had won! James got his son in a headlock and ruffled his hair. Harry grinned as they shared a 'manly' hug. Sirius, Lupin, Arthur, Ron and Hermione ran over to Harry as he landed on the ground. Harry was lifted up onto Sirius' shoulders as the rest of the Gryffindor crowd came pouring onto the pitch. The younger Sirius and Remus were going crazy, they were cheering madly and they ran over to James and gave him 'manly' hugs. James was grinning, just like Harry.

Dumbledore walked over to Harry smiling.

"Congratulations Harry! And you too James, you both did amazingly well!" James and Harry grinned and winked at each other. Lily came running over to James and kissed him on the cheek. She had tears running down her cheeks because she was so happy. Sirius put Harry down, while Lily engulfed him in a hug.

Harry blushed at being hugged by his mother-to-be. Ron and Hermione were hugging each other and Harry couldn't help, but laugh. When the Gryffindor Quidditch team was presented with the cup, James asked Harry for him to take it. Harry shook his head.

"Why don't we both take it? It's for Gryffindor anyway and everyone can have a picture of both of the Potters" James grinned at him and nodded.

"Deal!" Harry grabbed hold of one side, while James grabbed hold of the other and together, they lifted the cup into the air to tumultuous applause. Harry couldn't stop himself from grinning. He knew that this was the best day of his life!

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Unfortunately, Dumbledore had to spoil it. He silenced everyone.

"I'm sorry, but as happy as I am sure you all are, Harry, we need to leave" Dumbledore said, looking apologetic.

"B-But . . . I'm not ready, I don't wanna go!" Harry exclaimed.

"Harry, you have no other choice, we need to leave for our time in five minutes" Harry looked down at the ground. He wasn't ready to leave his parents, yet he had to. He looked to James, who also looked upset.

"Okay, but, can I just say goodbye to my parents?" Harry asked quietly. Dumbledore nodded.

"You may"

Harry turned to James and smiled weakly.

"I guess, this goodbye, I'm probably never gonna see you again" James' eyes started to water.

"I'm gonna miss you" he said and hugged his future son "Let me just say this though, you may have never heard it come from my mouth before, but . . . I just wanna say how proud I am of you" Harry's vision blurred as he realized that he was crying. He nodded and wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

They gave each other one last hug, before Harry walked over to Lily. Lily's eyes widened.

"Mum . . . I'm gonna miss you too" he said and hugged her. Lily was obviously too shocked to respond, she didn't realize that *she* was Harry's mother. Eventually, she returned the hug and smiled. When they pulled away, Harry noticed that now Lily was crying.

"I just want you to know that I'm proud of you too" Harry couldn't help himself any more and he started to laugh, yet he was crying at the same time.

"This just doesn't seem real" Harry said, turning to look at his godfather, who had tears in his eyes. Sirius held out a hand.

"Come on Harry, best be going" Harry nodded and slowly, they all started to walk up to the castle. Most of the crowd had tears in their eyes at what they had seen.

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Dumbledore, Lupin, Sirius, Arthur, Snape, Harry, Ron and Hermione entered a spare classroom. Dumbledore turned back to look at them.

"We will be traveling back to our time in exactly one minute, when this happens, everyone here will forget that we even came here" he told them. Harry nodded and wiped his eyes.

"Everyone in this room will be transported back into my office, it's a bit like Floo powder, you will come out of my fire" Everyone nodded.

"Hermione quick! Shut the door! We've only got ten seconds left! We can't let anyone see us being transported back, it could mess up time" Lupin told her. Hermione quickly ran to the door and shut it, then walked back over to Ron and Harry.

"3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . 0" Dumbledore muttered. Immediately, it was like using Floo powder, everything around them went swirling around in circles and Harry felt himself being thrown out of the fireplace. After him came Ron, then Sirius, then Lupin, then Hermione, then Dumbledore, Snape and last, but not least, Arthur.

What no one had expected was for six other's to come flying out of the fireplace. Everyone turned to see Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter and Arthur flying out. Lily coughed and stood up.

"This is the last time I ever listen to you James Potter!" she said sternly, while the older adults and Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at them in shock and horror.