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With two weeks left until Christmas, James, Sirius, and Remus were in the 7th year boys dormitory in Gryffindor tower. They were all sitting on JamesÕs bed discussing Quidditch- at least, that was what Sirius and Remus were doing. James, however, was looking towards where Harry usually slept.
"So, James, what do you think?" came RemusÕs voice.
"What?" said James absentmindedly.
Remus frowned.
"Prongs, are you all right?" said Sirius.
"What- Oh. Yeah, IÕm all right."
"Then whyÕve you been staring at HarryÕs bed for the last fifteen minutes?"
"Oh...I dunno..."
"Come on James," said Remus. "Something's bothering you. What is it?"
"I was just thinking about Harry... thereÕs something about him that..." James trailed off.
"Something about him that makes you uncomfortable?" said Sirius.
"No, not that. ItÕs just...thereÕs something suspicious about him. I have the feeling that thereÕs something heÕs not telling us."
Remus thought for a moment. "You have a point there," he said. "I remember one time he called me Moony, and we hadnÕt even told him our nicknames yet."
"And," said Sirius, "when Harry first met Peter, I could see loathing in HarryÕs eyes when we introduced him to Peter, and that was before the little rat face betrayed us."
"ThatÕs true," said James.
"Should we search his trunk? I mean, what if HarryÕs a dark wizard or something?" said Sirius.
"Sirius," said Remus, "just because thereÕs a couple suspicious things about Harry, it doesnÕt mean that we should search through his things."
"But what if he is a dark wizard?" argued Sirius. He went over to HarryÕs trunk and opened it.
"Sirius! DonÕt go searching through HarryÕs things!"
"Why not? WeÕve a right to know he really is," said James, going over to HarryÕs trunk. He started searching through it, along with Sirius; then he let out a gasp, and pulled out an invisibility cloak. "He has an invisibility cloak!"
"Believe it or not, Prongs, but there are other invisibility cloaks other than the one that you own."
"Yeah, I suppose youÕre right," said James, throwing the cloak aside.
Sirius took an old looking bit of parchment out of HarryÕs trunk.
"Hey, isnÕt that..." said James.
"The Marauders Map?" finished Sirius. "Yes. Looks like the little sneak stole it from us."
"But-" said Remus. "He canÕt have. The Map is under my mattress."
He went over to his bed, and pulled the Map out from under the mattress. He showed to the other two.
"How is that possible?" said James. "What if itÕs not even the Map?"
"We can find out," said Remus. "Give that Map to me."
James handed over the Map to Remus, who took out his wand, pointed it at the Map, and said, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
Instantly, a map of Hogwarts appeared, showing little moving people as dots.
"I wonder where Harry is?" James thought aloud.
Remus looked all over the Map.
"HeÕs not here," said Remus. "Harry Longhorne isnÕt here."
"IsnÕt that suspicious, Moony?" said James with a scowl.
"Wait a minute," said Sirius, searching the Map quickly with his eyes. "Uh, Prongs? Do you have any relatives you forgot to mention?"
"No, why?"
"Because thereÕs a Harry Potter in the library." Sirius pointed him out.
"Odd," said James. He wiped the Map, and set it aside. "Hey, hereÕs a photo album. We should look through it to find out who or what Harry Longhorne- or Potter- really is."
"Good idea," said Sirius.
James opened the photo album. What he saw stunned him.
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Harry was alone in the library. It was just after dinner, and Harry had thought that he would come in here to see if there was anything he could find about going back in time. He turned the pages of a book which didnÕt have a title; he sighed, and closed the book, and got up, thinking that he should probably get back to the Gryffindor tower. Harry headed out of the library. There were still a few students eating in the Great Hall.
As Harry passed by the corridor in which he knew that the entrance to Ravenclaw common room was, he saw Hermione coming towards him, and she was alone.
"Hi Harry," said Hermione as she gave Harry a hug. "HowÕve you been?"
"Well," said Harry in mock seriousness, "considering I last saw you, what, two hours ago? IÕve been pretty good." He kissed Hermione on the lips. "How about you?"
"Pretty good," she said. "I havenÕt told my friends in Ravenclaw what itÕs for, but theyÕre halfway through finding us a way to get back home."
"Excellent," said Harry. He kissed Hermione again. "I should probably get going on my way to Gryffindor tower. My dad, Sirius, and Remus are probably wondering where I am."
"Good bye then."
Harry gave Hermione one last kiss, and went on his way.
As Harry was walking up the stairs to his dormitory, he heard James, Remus, and Sirius talking about something. Harry wondered what it was, and as he came to the door that led into the seventh year boys dorm, he heard James mention his name. Harry stopped and listened.
"Good idea," Sirius was saying.
Harry heard a gasp come from the room, and walked in.
There was James, sitting on HarryÕs bed, and on his lap lay HarryÕs photo album, and it was open. Remus and Sirius were crowded around James, looking at the album. As soon as Harry entered the room, James, Sirius, and Remus quickly looked up at him. HarryÕs eyes widened.
"Why were you searching through my things? And why do you have my photo album?"
Harry walked over to James, and took his photo album away from James and closed it. Harry put it back into his trunk, and then turned around to look at the three seventh years, anger and fear etched all over his face.
"Why were you looking through my things?" said Harry, trying to keep his voice even.
"We thought...we thought..." Sirius trailed off under HarryÕs furious stare.
"You thought that I was a Death Eater? You thought that I worked for Voldemort?" Harry spat out VoldemortÕs name in disgust. "I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT I DO NOT WORK FOR THAT...THAT....HE DESTROYED MY FAMILY? WHY WOULD I WANT TO WORK FOR AN EVIL GIT LIKE THAT?" Harry paused breathing hard. He looked furiously at the three Marauders.
"Who are you, really? What do you really look like?" said James. He held out HarryÕs photo album.
Harry leaned forward, and saw a picture of himself as a baby, being held by his parents.
"We looked at a certain Map that we have, and it showed you up as Harry Potter. Care to explain that?"
Harry sighed, and put his face in his hands. He concentrated hard, and with a small pop, had changed back into his normal self: black, unruly hair and startlingly green eyes. He looked up at James. All three of the Marauders gasped.
"Bloody hell!" whispered Sirius. "He looks just like you, Prongs!"
"Except for the eyes?" Harry supplied. "I got my eyes from my mother."
"But whoÕs your mother?" said James.
"James." Remus pointed to the album, at Lily.
"Is that-?"
"YES!" James punched the air with his fist. "I finally get Lily!"
"But that must mean..." Remus looked from Harry to James. James suddenly understood.
"Are you from the future?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded.
"So..." said James. "Does that mean that IÕm your...dad?"
Harry nodded, and looked at the floor.
"Blimey!" said Sirius. "But...how is it possible?"
"I can show you all, if you like," said Harry. "That is, if youÕve got a Pensieve."
"Can we see what your life was like?" asked James, staring at his son from the future. Harry nodded.
Remus went over to his own bed and from under it he pulled out a Pensieve. He brought it over to Harry, who took it, and started to put his memories into it; even though he didnÕt really want to be doing this, he had to show James, Sirius, and Remus his memories, otherwise, Harry reasoned, theyÕd probably still be a bit skeptical about him.
Harry put in all the memories of his that would explain how he, Harry, knew about certain things (the Marauders Map), and memories that would explain who he, Harry, was. Harry also put in memories of him and his friends, memories that would just show James, Sirius, and Remus what his life was, or had been, like. Harry also reluctantly put in his less fond memories, saying to himself that James, Sirius and Remus needed to see them. Besides, Harry thought, Dumbledore can just wipe their memories when Hermione and I leave for our own time...
"All right," said Harry when he was finished. "You three go in first, and IÕll follow."
James nodded, and bent his face in towards the pensieve; a moment later, he had vanished. Remus and Sirius followed, and then it was HarryÕs turn. He put his face close to the pensieve, and as soon as his nose touched the swirling thoughts, he disappeared from the dormitory, and into his own memories.
Harry landed into the memory of the moment when he found Hagrid barging into the little shack on the rock when Harry was just eleven years old. He saw James, Sirius, and Remus standing to the side, and he went to join them.
Harry and the three Marauders watched on as Hagrid explained to Harry that he, Harry, was a wizard, and how HarryÕs parents had been killed. Harry looked over at James, whose face had gone pale. Harry looked back on the scene, as Aunt Petunia said that her sister had been a freak. Then the memory changed.
Harry saw himself in Diagon Alley with Hagrid, buying his school supplies. He saw himself and Ron on the train. All the memories of HarryÕs first year at Hogwarts flew by, and Harry saw himself battling with Quirrel for the SorcererÕs Stone. Then that memory was gone, and HarryÕs second year memories flew by, and this time Harry saw himself battling with the Basilisk, and his encounter with Tom Riddle. And then on to HarryÕs third year memories, where Harry and the three Marauders saw the Firebolt being given to Harry. The next memory to come up was the one where he, Harry, and Ron and Hermione were in the Shrieking Shack.
Harry, James, and Remus and Sirius watched on as everything was being explained to Harry and his friends by Lupin and the older Sirius. Then Snape came in, and was knocked unconcious by Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
James, Sirius, and Remus cheered at this.
Then they saw Scabbers being changed into Peter Pettigrew, and the whole confrontation with him, and then they saw Pettigrew escaping from Ron after Sirius, as a dog, had dragged werewolf Lupin off into the forest; the encounter with the dementors, Harry and Hermione saving Sirius. All of this went by, and then onto HarryÕs fourth year.
Harry smiled at seeing himself get the golden egg from the dragon, and watched on as he rescued Ron and FleurÕs little sister from the lake. Then Harry watched on as he found himself going through the maze at the third task.
Harry saw himself take the Triwizard Cup with Cedric, he saw Cedric be murdered by Voldemort. Harry watched VoldemortÕs rebirth, Voldemort torturing Harry, their duel. And then Harry watched on as his memory self watched his parents come out of VoldemortÕs wand.
Harry glanced over at James, whose face was even more pale, and at Remus and Sirius, who wore looks of shock. Harry turned his eyes back to the scene as his memory self took the Cup and Cedric back to Hogwarts.
Then the memory changed again, to HarryÕs fifth year.
Harry watched on in silence, until, of course, it came to the memory of the battle of the older Sirius, Tonks, Lupin, Mad-Eye, and Kingsley. Harry didnÕt really think heÕd be able to watch this; he tried to turn away, but found that, for some reason, he couldnÕt, and so he was forced to watch again, as his godfather fell through the veil.
Harry felt tears slide down his face, but he kept watching.
The memories of his sixth year flew by.
Harry felt even more tears come down his face as he watched the battle between him, Hermione, and Ron battling the Deat Eaters. Even more tears were coming down his face now, as he watched his best friend die.
Then the memories slowly disolved, and James, Sirius, Remus, and Harry found themselves being pushed out of the pensieve, and found themselves back in their dormitory.
All of them were silent. Sirius had gone white as he had watched himself die in HarryÕs memories, and he remained so now.
"Bloody hell, Harry..." said Sirius.
James looked over at Harry, who had his face in his hands; he went over to Harry, and embraced his future son. Harry, who had been crying silently, now completley broke down in JamesÕs arms. James hugged Harry tighter as a tear fell down his own face.
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athenakitty= I'd say the Prf. Klyne reminds Harry of both Lockhart and Snape. And for your last 2 questions...you'll find out later.
Disclaimer: Try and guess what's supposed to go here...go on, I dare you.
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With two weeks left until Christmas, James, Sirius, and Remus were in the 7th year boys dormitory in Gryffindor tower. They were all sitting on JamesÕs bed discussing Quidditch- at least, that was what Sirius and Remus were doing. James, however, was looking towards where Harry usually slept.
"So, James, what do you think?" came RemusÕs voice.
"What?" said James absentmindedly.
Remus frowned.
"Prongs, are you all right?" said Sirius.
"What- Oh. Yeah, IÕm all right."
"Then whyÕve you been staring at HarryÕs bed for the last fifteen minutes?"
"Oh...I dunno..."
"Come on James," said Remus. "Something's bothering you. What is it?"
"I was just thinking about Harry... thereÕs something about him that..." James trailed off.
"Something about him that makes you uncomfortable?" said Sirius.
"No, not that. ItÕs just...thereÕs something suspicious about him. I have the feeling that thereÕs something heÕs not telling us."
Remus thought for a moment. "You have a point there," he said. "I remember one time he called me Moony, and we hadnÕt even told him our nicknames yet."
"And," said Sirius, "when Harry first met Peter, I could see loathing in HarryÕs eyes when we introduced him to Peter, and that was before the little rat face betrayed us."
"ThatÕs true," said James.
"Should we search his trunk? I mean, what if HarryÕs a dark wizard or something?" said Sirius.
"Sirius," said Remus, "just because thereÕs a couple suspicious things about Harry, it doesnÕt mean that we should search through his things."
"But what if he is a dark wizard?" argued Sirius. He went over to HarryÕs trunk and opened it.
"Sirius! DonÕt go searching through HarryÕs things!"
"Why not? WeÕve a right to know he really is," said James, going over to HarryÕs trunk. He started searching through it, along with Sirius; then he let out a gasp, and pulled out an invisibility cloak. "He has an invisibility cloak!"
"Believe it or not, Prongs, but there are other invisibility cloaks other than the one that you own."
"Yeah, I suppose youÕre right," said James, throwing the cloak aside.
Sirius took an old looking bit of parchment out of HarryÕs trunk.
"Hey, isnÕt that..." said James.
"The Marauders Map?" finished Sirius. "Yes. Looks like the little sneak stole it from us."
"But-" said Remus. "He canÕt have. The Map is under my mattress."
He went over to his bed, and pulled the Map out from under the mattress. He showed to the other two.
"How is that possible?" said James. "What if itÕs not even the Map?"
"We can find out," said Remus. "Give that Map to me."
James handed over the Map to Remus, who took out his wand, pointed it at the Map, and said, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
Instantly, a map of Hogwarts appeared, showing little moving people as dots.
"I wonder where Harry is?" James thought aloud.
Remus looked all over the Map.
"HeÕs not here," said Remus. "Harry Longhorne isnÕt here."
"IsnÕt that suspicious, Moony?" said James with a scowl.
"Wait a minute," said Sirius, searching the Map quickly with his eyes. "Uh, Prongs? Do you have any relatives you forgot to mention?"
"No, why?"
"Because thereÕs a Harry Potter in the library." Sirius pointed him out.
"Odd," said James. He wiped the Map, and set it aside. "Hey, hereÕs a photo album. We should look through it to find out who or what Harry Longhorne- or Potter- really is."
"Good idea," said Sirius.
James opened the photo album. What he saw stunned him.
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Harry was alone in the library. It was just after dinner, and Harry had thought that he would come in here to see if there was anything he could find about going back in time. He turned the pages of a book which didnÕt have a title; he sighed, and closed the book, and got up, thinking that he should probably get back to the Gryffindor tower. Harry headed out of the library. There were still a few students eating in the Great Hall.
As Harry passed by the corridor in which he knew that the entrance to Ravenclaw common room was, he saw Hermione coming towards him, and she was alone.
"Hi Harry," said Hermione as she gave Harry a hug. "HowÕve you been?"
"Well," said Harry in mock seriousness, "considering I last saw you, what, two hours ago? IÕve been pretty good." He kissed Hermione on the lips. "How about you?"
"Pretty good," she said. "I havenÕt told my friends in Ravenclaw what itÕs for, but theyÕre halfway through finding us a way to get back home."
"Excellent," said Harry. He kissed Hermione again. "I should probably get going on my way to Gryffindor tower. My dad, Sirius, and Remus are probably wondering where I am."
"Good bye then."
Harry gave Hermione one last kiss, and went on his way.
As Harry was walking up the stairs to his dormitory, he heard James, Remus, and Sirius talking about something. Harry wondered what it was, and as he came to the door that led into the seventh year boys dorm, he heard James mention his name. Harry stopped and listened.
"Good idea," Sirius was saying.
Harry heard a gasp come from the room, and walked in.
There was James, sitting on HarryÕs bed, and on his lap lay HarryÕs photo album, and it was open. Remus and Sirius were crowded around James, looking at the album. As soon as Harry entered the room, James, Sirius, and Remus quickly looked up at him. HarryÕs eyes widened.
"Why were you searching through my things? And why do you have my photo album?"
Harry walked over to James, and took his photo album away from James and closed it. Harry put it back into his trunk, and then turned around to look at the three seventh years, anger and fear etched all over his face.
"Why were you looking through my things?" said Harry, trying to keep his voice even.
"We thought...we thought..." Sirius trailed off under HarryÕs furious stare.
"You thought that I was a Death Eater? You thought that I worked for Voldemort?" Harry spat out VoldemortÕs name in disgust. "I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT I DO NOT WORK FOR THAT...THAT....HE DESTROYED MY FAMILY? WHY WOULD I WANT TO WORK FOR AN EVIL GIT LIKE THAT?" Harry paused breathing hard. He looked furiously at the three Marauders.
"Who are you, really? What do you really look like?" said James. He held out HarryÕs photo album.
Harry leaned forward, and saw a picture of himself as a baby, being held by his parents.
"We looked at a certain Map that we have, and it showed you up as Harry Potter. Care to explain that?"
Harry sighed, and put his face in his hands. He concentrated hard, and with a small pop, had changed back into his normal self: black, unruly hair and startlingly green eyes. He looked up at James. All three of the Marauders gasped.
"Bloody hell!" whispered Sirius. "He looks just like you, Prongs!"
"Except for the eyes?" Harry supplied. "I got my eyes from my mother."
"But whoÕs your mother?" said James.
"James." Remus pointed to the album, at Lily.
"Is that-?"
"YES!" James punched the air with his fist. "I finally get Lily!"
"But that must mean..." Remus looked from Harry to James. James suddenly understood.
"Are you from the future?" Sirius asked. Harry nodded.
"So..." said James. "Does that mean that IÕm your...dad?"
Harry nodded, and looked at the floor.
"Blimey!" said Sirius. "But...how is it possible?"
"I can show you all, if you like," said Harry. "That is, if youÕve got a Pensieve."
"Can we see what your life was like?" asked James, staring at his son from the future. Harry nodded.
Remus went over to his own bed and from under it he pulled out a Pensieve. He brought it over to Harry, who took it, and started to put his memories into it; even though he didnÕt really want to be doing this, he had to show James, Sirius, and Remus his memories, otherwise, Harry reasoned, theyÕd probably still be a bit skeptical about him.
Harry put in all the memories of his that would explain how he, Harry, knew about certain things (the Marauders Map), and memories that would explain who he, Harry, was. Harry also put in memories of him and his friends, memories that would just show James, Sirius, and Remus what his life was, or had been, like. Harry also reluctantly put in his less fond memories, saying to himself that James, Sirius and Remus needed to see them. Besides, Harry thought, Dumbledore can just wipe their memories when Hermione and I leave for our own time...
"All right," said Harry when he was finished. "You three go in first, and IÕll follow."
James nodded, and bent his face in towards the pensieve; a moment later, he had vanished. Remus and Sirius followed, and then it was HarryÕs turn. He put his face close to the pensieve, and as soon as his nose touched the swirling thoughts, he disappeared from the dormitory, and into his own memories.
Harry landed into the memory of the moment when he found Hagrid barging into the little shack on the rock when Harry was just eleven years old. He saw James, Sirius, and Remus standing to the side, and he went to join them.
Harry and the three Marauders watched on as Hagrid explained to Harry that he, Harry, was a wizard, and how HarryÕs parents had been killed. Harry looked over at James, whose face had gone pale. Harry looked back on the scene, as Aunt Petunia said that her sister had been a freak. Then the memory changed.
Harry saw himself in Diagon Alley with Hagrid, buying his school supplies. He saw himself and Ron on the train. All the memories of HarryÕs first year at Hogwarts flew by, and Harry saw himself battling with Quirrel for the SorcererÕs Stone. Then that memory was gone, and HarryÕs second year memories flew by, and this time Harry saw himself battling with the Basilisk, and his encounter with Tom Riddle. And then on to HarryÕs third year memories, where Harry and the three Marauders saw the Firebolt being given to Harry. The next memory to come up was the one where he, Harry, and Ron and Hermione were in the Shrieking Shack.
Harry, James, and Remus and Sirius watched on as everything was being explained to Harry and his friends by Lupin and the older Sirius. Then Snape came in, and was knocked unconcious by Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
James, Sirius, and Remus cheered at this.
Then they saw Scabbers being changed into Peter Pettigrew, and the whole confrontation with him, and then they saw Pettigrew escaping from Ron after Sirius, as a dog, had dragged werewolf Lupin off into the forest; the encounter with the dementors, Harry and Hermione saving Sirius. All of this went by, and then onto HarryÕs fourth year.
Harry smiled at seeing himself get the golden egg from the dragon, and watched on as he rescued Ron and FleurÕs little sister from the lake. Then Harry watched on as he found himself going through the maze at the third task.
Harry saw himself take the Triwizard Cup with Cedric, he saw Cedric be murdered by Voldemort. Harry watched VoldemortÕs rebirth, Voldemort torturing Harry, their duel. And then Harry watched on as his memory self watched his parents come out of VoldemortÕs wand.
Harry glanced over at James, whose face was even more pale, and at Remus and Sirius, who wore looks of shock. Harry turned his eyes back to the scene as his memory self took the Cup and Cedric back to Hogwarts.
Then the memory changed again, to HarryÕs fifth year.
Harry watched on in silence, until, of course, it came to the memory of the battle of the older Sirius, Tonks, Lupin, Mad-Eye, and Kingsley. Harry didnÕt really think heÕd be able to watch this; he tried to turn away, but found that, for some reason, he couldnÕt, and so he was forced to watch again, as his godfather fell through the veil.
Harry felt tears slide down his face, but he kept watching.
The memories of his sixth year flew by.
Harry felt even more tears come down his face as he watched the battle between him, Hermione, and Ron battling the Deat Eaters. Even more tears were coming down his face now, as he watched his best friend die.
Then the memories slowly disolved, and James, Sirius, Remus, and Harry found themselves being pushed out of the pensieve, and found themselves back in their dormitory.
All of them were silent. Sirius had gone white as he had watched himself die in HarryÕs memories, and he remained so now.
"Bloody hell, Harry..." said Sirius.
James looked over at Harry, who had his face in his hands; he went over to Harry, and embraced his future son. Harry, who had been crying silently, now completley broke down in JamesÕs arms. James hugged Harry tighter as a tear fell down his own face.
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