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A/N: Are you guys KIDDING ME? I post chapter 2 and don't check my mail for the day. Then I go online later and there are 15 new reviews of this story (and then I got some more the following days)! Do you know how happy that made me? I was grinning for the rest of the day! Thanks a million to: Piper Of Locksley, faelyn, espergirl04, diamond004, fleur, popppincorn, IloveMoony04, anonymous, Jessie xxx, Pam Marks, Liza, Delinka, nicky, spottery, Sunscreen, spreadthespit56, Miss Piratess, sign58, dblaa! You guys rock my green socks! If I have something to say to you in particular (your name is in bold and italics), then the comment is at the bottom.

Chapter 3

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Sirius blinked, but couldn't hold back a smile. "Can you... repeat that?" he asked.

Now the two of them were starting to gain the attention of more people. Random whispers of "Who's that?" and "I've never seen him before!" were floating up and down the Gryffindor table. Hermione and Ron stopped talking to see what was going on.

"My name is H-"

"-arry Potter," Sirius finished. "Yeah. Nice to meet you, Harry Potter," he said, thrusting a hand towards Harry, grinning. The messy-haired boy shook it.

"And your name is..." he trailed off, waiting for Sirius to finish.

Sirius glanced over his shoulder to Remus and James, and without warning, yanked Harry out of his seat and dragged him out of the hall, leaving Harry's suspicious friends behind. James and Remus, knowing something was up, followed.

Once they were in the Entrance Hall, Sirius lead the three boys away from the doors leading to the hall so that no one could stand just beyond them and listen. Harry felt faint; these people most likely were the younger Marauders minus Peter; he could tell by the "I-just-figured-out-something- brilliant" look on Sirius's face.

Once they stopped a good distance away from the Great Hall, Sirius let go of Harry's wrist and turned around to face him. "So, Harry... why don't you tell these two your name?"

Harry's throat gained a lump when he looked at James; there was no doubt about it: this was his dad. Or some long-lost twin who just happened to have friends that looked like his father's friends.

"Harry... P-Potter."

James's face drained of color and Remus's eyes grew wide. Sirius just merely stood there, grinning like an idiot. Just when James couldn't go any paler, he broke out into a huge grin. "Nice to meet you, Harry! So tell, me... what's your mothers name."

Long-lost twin my arse, Harry thought, grinning mentally.

"So, how'd you do it?" he asked, now grinning on the outside. Sirius frowned.

"How'd we do what?"

"Listen, I'm not that dumb," Harry told them. "I know who you guys are."

"Guess your not so smart after all, Sirius," Remus commented to his friend. "The kid figured it out."

Sirius grumbled something incoherent.

"I knew it!" someone shouted from the boys' left. They all turned to find Hermione and Ron striding towards them.

"I knew it!" Hermione repeated, smiling. "When you, first talked to me-" she pointed at Remus "- I knew you looked very familiar. I just couldn't figure out where I had seen you before because you're so much older looking during this time period, Remus."

"Must be the gray hair," Remus mumbled, glancing up at his bangs where silvery strands were scattered amongst the light brown ones.

"So, what are your names?" James asked lightly to Harry's friends. "Just want to get to know the kids my son hangs out with," he added, nudging Harry playfully.

"I'm Hermione Granger," Hermione said, extending a hand, which James took.

Before Ron could introduce himself, Sirius burst out, "And you look like a Weasley!"

Ron raised his eyebrows. "Well I sure hope I do- Wait, how d'you know what a Weasley looks like? My parents went to school before you and Bill and Charlie went to school after you had left-"

"My good-for-nothing mum ranted about you lot all the time," Sirius explained. "'Ever see a kid with bright red hair, freckles, and a long nose, and you'll know they're a blood traitor!'" he mimicked in a shrill voice. Ron's ears turned pink. "Oh, yeah, and she mentioned you'd blush when you were embarrassed too," Sirius added as an after-thought, causing Ron to go redder.

"Yeah, that's Ron," Harry said. He turned back to the Marauders. "Did Dumbledore said you guys could know-"

"No, I did not say that they could know about you, Harry," Dumbledore's voice said. The group turned around as the tall man walked towards them.

"We're... not going to get in trouble, right?" Remus asked quickly. "'Cause, I mean, no one said it straight out, we all just figured it out on our own..."

Dumbledore chuckled. "Of course you won't be getting in trouble." Everyone visible relaxed. "No, it would be way too hard to keep James and Harry from figuring out that they were related anyway," he commented, eyeing the two boys. "I dare say, you two could most definitely pass for twins."

"So... what should we tell people when they ask why we look so much alike?" Harry asked. "You know... if people ask me why I have a twin, or something."

Dumbledore scratched his chin. "Yes... I hadn't thought of that... well, when I think of something, I'll tell you," he said[1]. "The feast is almost over, so I suggest you go back in and have some of that delicious desert..." And he walked back into the hall, leaving the three Marauders, Harry, Ron, and Hermione alone in the Entrance Hall once again.

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Harry turned to his side and groaned. Why couldn't he fall asleep? It was already one in the morning, so he had been tossing and turning in bed for... "Three hours. Maybe I need some water..."

He swung his legs over the side of his four-poster, stood up, and ran his fingers through his black hair. As he walked over to the pitcher of water that sat on a table near his bed, he glanced at the door that had been magically placed on the wall next to the far window. It was open slightly, and as he neared it and the water, he heard snores coming from the room beyond it. Probably Sirius, he thought. He had heard about Sirius's snoring problem from his dad earlier that evening. The two had spent hours sitting in the dormitory (so they wouldn't be heard) talking about James's life back in the 1970's.

James had slyly manipulated Harry into telling him who he would be married to, resulting in a bunch of Gryffindors coming up to the dorm to ask if someone had gotten hurt.

"With all the yelling, we thought one of you had fallen out of the window or something," Dean had told them before he closed the door and headed back down to the common room.

James had constantly tied to ask Harry about his home life, but the latter would quickly change the subject. He didn't know when, or how, he was going to tell James that he wasn't alive in that time period... if he ever did.

Harry really didn't want to tell his father because he knew it would break his heart. No matter what James did to Snape in his youth, Harry learned that evening how caring of a person his father really was. He discovered that he, in fact, wasn't that obsessed with Lily Evans, even though to the rest of the school, it seemed that he was. He admitted to Harry that he really did like Lily as a person ("Well, aside from her temper," James mused), even though everyone thought he only wanted to date her because of her looks.

Harry snapped back to reality when he heard a muffled crash from the room the Marauders were staying in. He stood next to the window, straining he ears to hear if anyone was talking. He shrugged it off after a moment and started to pour water into a goblet.

"Harry?"

Harry jumped and gasped, nearly dropping the goblet and heavy water pitcher. Remus chuckled.

"What are you doing up, Remus?" Harry asked once he had set everything back up. He took a sip of his cold water, waiting for the werewolf to answer.

Remus shrugged. "Came to get some water myself." He walked over to the table and started to fill his goblet, while saying, "I should be asking you the same thing."

Harry smiled weakly. "Couldn't sleep at all." Remus nodded in agreement.

"Yeah... It's strange to be in another time period," he told Harry, his voice lower than usual incase another boy was up.

The two sixteen-year-olds sipped their water in silence. Remus cast occasional glances in Harry's direction. After a few minutes, he finally asked, "Are you okay, Harry?"

"Yeah," Harry responded in an unusually far-off tone, "why?"

Remus put his empty goblet down and pinched his lip out of habit. "You look sort of... ill? Uneasy?" he suggested, shrugging his shoulders. He made it look like it wasn't that big of a deal, but the black haired boy could see in his eyes that he wanted to help Harry...

Harry sighed. He really wanted to tell someone about his dilemma. He thought about telling Ron, but he was asleep. Then he thought about Hermione; the problem was that he couldn't get into her dorm. And Remus was right there, suggesting, almost asking him to tell him what was wrong...

"Remus," he finally breathed. "I need to tell you something."

Harry knew what he was about to do. He was about to tell Remus everything.

----- So, how did you like chapter three? I thought the beginning of the chapter was kinda weird, but I was rather pleased with the ending (the Harry and Remus part).

There was nothing really interesting in this chapter and it was kinda short. But, I swear this'll get better... I actually have a plan for later chapters! Yeeeeees!

[1]PLOT HOLE! Yes, I found the plot hole in my story. And I want you guys to help me fill it! So, here's your assignment:

Pretend you're Harry (or James). What would you say to people when they ask why you and James (or Harry) look so much alike?

Please give me your suggestions in an email (my address is in my bio) or a review. If no one gives me a good suggestion, then I'll be forced to make up a really cheesy one myself (uh oh). So get thinking!

I think I might drop the Harry/Luna and Ron/Hermione undertones. I don't really want to do any romance in this story.

By the way, right before I posted this chapter, there was an average of 13 reviews per chapter (not including the missing review)! I'm so happy!!!!!!!

Comments:

faelyn: Thank you for your suggestions. I'll try to do add more descriptions of things in future chapters, and when I revise my old ones (which I will one day... I always wind up revising my stories), I'll include more adjectives there too. And thanks for saying that I'm doing a good jobs keeping the characters in character... I'm really trying!

Pam Marks: And I can't wait to write all of that!

spottery: Don't worry, there's going to be hardly any romance (if any at all). I actually think I'm going to drop the couples I was going to imply... I might not have time or a place in the fic to add the hints.

And, yes, I do know two good time travel fics. This one –is a romance though. And it's Sirius/Hermione. I don't know if that pairing freaks you out or anything, but if it doesn't, the story is called "Saving Siri" and it's by Accio Flaming Stake.

I know another one too, but it's also a romance. It's darker than "Saving Siri" because it's a Tom Riddle/Ginny fic. If you'd like to read it, it's called "Twist of Fate" by River-Star2.

I'll tell you if I find any other good time-travel stories. It's weird because time-travel fics are clichéd, and yet, out of all the ones out there, it's kinda hard to find –really good ones.

spreadthespit56: Ha, you can use it if you want. It's so cool!

sign58: Hm... I never thought about Harry stuttering. Good call. I guess he was just so surprised that it just spilled out... ha, listen to my sorry excuse.

[originally posted June 28, 2004]