A/N: I'm so glad I got so many positive reviews on my first chapter! Now to make sure everyone isn't confused I will continue to call the older Sirius Black, Professor Manning and the younger one Sirius. I'm not sure where I'm going with this story so I'll know the ending to it about the same time as you will. Enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I forgot to do this in the last chapter. You know that I don't own Harry Potter, right? Good.

Chapter 2

Harry and Ron were soon joined by Professor Manning in the hospital wing beside Hermione's bed. She had just woken up before he had walked in.

"Siri...um, I mean Professor Manning. Care to explain what's going on here?" Manning smiled and sat down in an extra chair.

"How are you feeling Hermione?"

"Fine, but you're avoiding Harry's question. Why did I see a younger version of you and the rest of the Marauders and why is Harry calling you Professor Manning?" He grinned once again, a grin that he usually preserved for pranks and leaned back in his chair.

"Did I ever tell any of you about my favorite teacher?" All of them shook their heads and he continued, "Well, I was just thinking about him a few weeks ago. I remember that he came about the same time three exchange students came to our school...Ring any bells?" His grin was now from ear to ear as he saw realization dawn on each of their faces.

"You were your favorite teacher?"

"Yeah, kind of ironic isn't it?"

"And we are these three exchange students...Why? What are we doing here?" Professor Manning's face now sobered as he looked at Harry.

"Because of something you three did during your time here. You being here is part of the reason Voldemort didn't succeed in this time. "

"What did we do?" Manning shook his head.

"I'm not sure. I wasn't there when some of it happened and James wouldn't tell me. I do remember, however that Harry was in the hospital wing after whatever happened."

"And you were willing to put Harry in this situation after knowing that he could get hurt?!" Hermione's face was slightly pink as she stared at Professor Manning in disbelief.

"Hermione," Harry put a hand on her shoulder, "You heard what he said. What we did here prevented Voldemort from succeeding. I think a few days in the hospital wing are worth it." Hermione didn't look happy still but kept quiet, seeing that he was right.

"How exactly did you bring us back? Was it that necklace?" Manning nodded.

"The words on it trigger the spell, though it would have gone off eventually if you hadn't read it."

"Where did you get something like that? It's not something you can pick up from just any store," put in Ron, curiously.

"It's a family heirloom. One of the things I didn't throw out. Thank goodness too. We were all meant to come back. As Dumbledore told me once, time is an interesting thing. It seems to have a mind of its own."

"So, we're just supposed to go around as if we're normal kids that transferred from another school? I don't think that's going to be easy, especially with the Marauders around. If you were anything like you are now, and everyone else in your group they won't rest until they get the whole story from us."

"That's why you just need to be careful. I know a spell that will remove us from the Marauders map even. You don't have to worry though. The way I remember it, we were forever stumped about you." This relaxed the three friends a bit. They listen to few other things that Manning needed to tell them but cut their conversation short when Madame Pompfrey came in to check Hermione.

~*~

It was now the next day at breakfast in the Great hall. Everyone was chatting away until they saw Professor Dumbledore stand up and raise his hand for silence.

"Students, before you continue your breakfast I have some introductions to do. First, since Professor Burkhamn decided that she'd retire we have found a new DADA teacher. May I introduce Professor Jonathan Manning." There was a polite applause of welcome and several heads strained to get a better look at the middle aged man at the staff table that would be their new teacher. He stood up and grinned happily and waved.

"Also," continued Dumbledore, "We have three new students. They have transferred here from another school. Harry Pleeter, Hermione Green and Ron Weldon. They will now be sorted." Dumbledore gestured for the three to come up. There were several whispers from around them, especially when everyone saw Harry.

~*~

"Everyone's staring at us," whispered Ron out of the corner of his mouth.

"Well, we are new and don't forget that Harry does look a lot like his father," Hermione replied out of the corner of her mouth, "Just ignore them." They all reached the front where the old sorting hat sat upon the stool. Ron went first, being placed in Gryffindor (of course.), then Hermione also. Gryffindor table applauded the loudest as they took their seats. Harry came up finally and stared at the all too familiar hat. He'd been through a lot with that thing. He placed the hat upon his head, and despite the growing he had gone through since first year it fell past his eyes so everything was dark.

'Ah, I see much courage in you Harry Pleeter, or is it Potter?' Harry nearly yanked the hat off of his head when he heard this, 'Oh, don't you worry. I see that you are here to help so I won't tell anyone. I suppose I should place you in your previous house or is it future? Well, that's not important now. Although I still (or is it will?) stick to my decision it's going to have to be...Gryffindor!'

Harry took the hat off and made his way to his friends, who sat beside all the Marauders. Before he sat down he caught sight of long flame red hair on the other side of James. When he sat down he could now see her clearer. There was his mother. The same emerald eyes as him. He couldn't help staring a little at how perfect her and his father already looked beside each other.

"Hey, James' long lost twin. Welcome to Gryffindor!" Sirius leaned forward a little with his trademark Marauder's grin on. He was right across from Harry with Lupin on his right and Peter on his left. As soon as Harry saw that grin and the excited gaze on Peter's face he was suspicious. He knew something very mischievous was coming up.

"Um, thanks but I'm not his twin."

"Oh, it's too late for you Harry," Lupin leaned forward, "Once Sirius has got something stuck in his head it's hard to get it out."

"Yep, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole school thought you two were separated at birth and now have been reunited by tomorrow morning," put in Peter in his squeaky voice.

"Hey, not a bad idea Wormtail," Peter's chest puffed up with pride from Sirius' praise, "Harry Potter, long lost twin of James Potter. I can see it now."

"Oh no," said James, "You can forget about ever being known as Harry Pleeter again. Oh, Harry, Ron I forgot. This is my girlfriend Lily Evans." He gestured to Lily beside him, who smiled warmly.

"Hey," said both Harry and Ron.

"Nice to meet you both," she then looked at Hermione who had kept quiet the whole time, "Hermione Green, right?" Hermione nodded.

"Yes, nice to meet you."

"Same here. If you want I'll gladly help you around the school."

"That'd be great." The two girls began chatting a little, about what girls usually chat about leaving the guys to their own entertainment.

"So, Harry, Ron, do you like Quidditch?" Both Sirius and James looked at them mischievously.

"Yes, actually. I was Keeper at our old school and Harry here was Seeker. A brilliant one too."

"Really? Well, we'll have to see some time if that's true. James is Gryffindor's Seeker and he's not easily beaten. I myself am a Beater." They were going to go on but then were interrupted by Professor McGonagall walking up to their table. She looked much younger than the McGonagall that Harry knew but still had that same expression on her face of strictness.

"Here are your schedules," she handed the three friends the papers then turned to the Marauders, "Would you four show these boys around the school? No funny business though." Sirius had a face of mock hurt on his face.

"Us, funny business? Never! You can count on us Professor!" He saluted to her but she merely ignored his act and turned to Lily.

"Would you help Ms. Green in any way you may, Ms. Evans?" Lilly nodded. After McGonagall walked off all of the friends stood up from the table. A groan came from one side of the table and they all looked to see Ron staring in dread at his schedule.

"We've got double potions. This is going to be a long day."

"Oh, it won't be that bad. Professor Henkel is actually quite nice, though she is Head of Slytherin." Ron didn't quite look convinced, but followed them out of the Great Hall anyways. As they exited Harry caught him grumbling something under his breath.

"Come on Ron. It can't be that bad. At least we don't have Snape."

"But did you see who we have in the class." Ron held up his schedule in front of Harry's face. Slytherin was clearly printed on the paper beside their potions class. This time it was Harry's turn to groan.

"This is going to be a long day..."

A/N: Like? I can't believe I actually finished this chapter! *Dances* I'm glad people are actually reading this story. I hope I didn't make you wait too long and I hope that I won't make you wait too long for my next chapter! Please review, and remember that flames are welcome but no vulgar words. Those just make me cringe.

*The sun rises, mist dissipates. Time for Mystic Winds slumber.* Day bad, night good.