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Author's Note: OK, so this chapter is also edited. When I'm done editing I'll post a new chapter :D Hope you like this version better!

Harry opened his eyes for the second time and found himself in the hospital wing. It looked a lot different. The walls didn't have as many pictures on them and somehow in the way it was built it seemed newer. 'Of course it looks different! You went back in time!' Harry thought to himself. He heard a distant noise of feet shuffling; from the sounds of it three pairs of feet. Madam Pomfrey's door opened and Dumbledore, Poppy, and McGonagal came shuffling out.

Dumbledore walked over to Harry and sat himself down in a chair by his bedside. He didn't say anything, but seemed to know that Harry would answer him.

Harry stuttered, "I don't know if I should tell you who I am, sir. It could change something.... somehow," Harry said, trying to be careful of what he was saying, and trying to get his point across at the same time. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled merrily.

"Ah, but I have found something. You can only change time, if you want to change time. With a time turner you change something even if you don't want to. With the way you got here...well you can only change one thing, and nothing else. You have to deeply want to change that one thing. If my theory is correct, you last remember running to catch the Hogwarts Express and tripped. You hit your head and awoke in the presence of four other students. Am I correct in saying so?"

Harry was dumbfounded. Dumbledore had amazed him once more with all the wisdom and knowledge the elderly man actually had. Maybe everyone was correct in saying that age was wisdom. All Harry could do was stare at him opened mouthed, and nod. Dumbledore smiled.

"Ah, well that's what Mr. Potter did too. You see Mr. Potter. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry," He said holding out a hand to Harry.

Harry snapped out of his thoughts. He shook hands with Dumbledore.

"How did you know my name?" Harry asked. Dumbledore just smiled in a knowing way and nodded him to continue, clearly showing that he wasn't going to answer him just yet. "Well, if you're sure that it won't change something...." Dumbledore nodded. "I'm Harry Potter, sir, and I already knew who you are. And the others." He added as an afterthought looking at Poppy and McGonagal.

"Indeed." Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his snow, white beard deep in thought. Well, Mr. Potter. Welcome to 1971. I believe that you and your father have switched places," he said happily.

"How could this happen?" Harry asked puzzled.

"This is magic that only Merlin would do, Harry. You see he was a friend of mine. Much like your father, he loved to play tricks on people. He thought it funny to watch them. Anyway, he made a charm at the King's Cross Station you see. Anyone that did something in the past and someone how did something in the future that happened to be at the same spot, and they did the same thing, at the same time, would switch places." Dumbledore said nodding his head.

"You mean that my father is in the year 1996 right now? With my friends and all?" Harry asked. He hoped they hadn't done anything too drastic.

Dumbledore again smiled.

"Yes, Mr. Potter. No worry though. There is a simple way to getting you back. But coincidence enough it will only happen once." He said his smile fading a bit. "In two months. Full moon. October 31."

"And, what do I have to do, to get back?" Harry gulped fearing the worst. In his imagination he imagined slaying dragons and reliving the giant chess scene without Ron or Hermione there to help him.

"Be in the room of requirements. If you require your father and he requires you, two portals will open. You simply walk into the one that opened in front of you, and he does the same, and you go back to your time, and he comes back to his."

"What happens if we aren't both there at the same time?" Harry asked fearing the worst again.

"You will be forever locked in the wrong time."

James awoke and looked at his new surroundings. 'Ah, the hospital wing.' he thought merrily. He had been there many times before. To Poppy he was now a regular. Over in the bed on his right was the girl named Hermione. On the left a blonde haired boy was laying, sleeping on his bed.

"About time you woke up." Hermione said crawling out of her bed to sit in a chair.

"How long have you been up?" James asked raising his eyebrows at her.

"About an hour. We got here a while ago. I'd say two or three hours ago." She said.

Before either of them could speak again, Poppy rounded the corner and started tending to the blonde haired boy; she didn't seem to notice that two other people were awake.

"Hello, Poppy. Did you have a nice summer?" James asked. She was like a mother to him, although no one could take the place of his real mother, his real mother wasn't there during the school year, therefore Poppy was his 'substitute' mother for the time being. Poppy dropped the vile she was holding and turned to see James, sitting up in his bed. He looked the same as always, the same untidy black hair, with his brown eyes, and that smile. Poppy always admired James' spirit. 'Always happy you are.' she use to tell him, before she gave him a potion that tasted vile.

"Mr. Potter!" She screamed lunching herself at him. She hugged him like it was the last hug she would give him. "Oh, my summer has been wonderful. I'm even more wonderful now, of course, seeing you for the first time in..... oh well let's not talk about that...." she said, tears in her eyes.

"No, no, Poppy. If you want to tell him how long it's been, then by all means do so." James turned to see no other than Albus Dumbledore come waltzing in the room.

"Professor Dumbledore, I just don't know...it could change everything...." Madam Pomfrey argued back looking like she wanted to.

"No. That's why I'm here actually. I'm here to tell Mr. Potter everything that he has missed." Dumbledore said winking at James.

"Dumbledore!" Someone burst into the room. McGonagal came running in, her hair not in the usual bun, but flailing behind her. 'She still wears that green robe.' James thought.

"Dumbledore, you can't tell him! I heard Severus saying you were coming up here to tell him! He mustn't know! You know what happens if you mess with time! Really Albus, your the one who encouraged Miss Granger and Mr. Potter to change time, but I really must put my foot down on this one!" She said stomping her foot on the hard floor. The echo rang throughout the room.

"No, I haven't done anything to change time. Who's Granger?" James asked.

"Oh, not you!" She screeched.

"Minerva, Poppy, and Hermione, please listen carefully." Dumbledore said putting up a hand, to silence them all. "It will change nothing."

Hermione squealed, her eyes popping out. Suddenly she looked like a light- bulb clicked on in her head and like Christmas had come early at the same time.

"Oh, Merlin's curse!" She said jumping out of her chair. Dumbledore nodded, smiling.

"Now, James. Welcome to Hogwarts. It is a different Hogwarts as you can see. Welcome to 1996." He said waving his arms around the room, like he was a showgirl showing off a fabulous prize.

"What's Merlin's curse, sir?" James asked. He wanted to say something cleverer than that but he couldn't think of anything.

"Ah, my buddy Merlin made a curse, so that anyone that was at the same place, doing the same thing, at the same time, but in different years, they would switch places. So, now you have switched places with your son." Dumbledore said his smile fading a little.

"How do I get back, sir?" He wanted to ask Dumbledore about his son but quickly dismissed the idea telling himself that now wasn't the time or place to ask such a question.

"That is a little more complicated. You have to be in the room of requirements on October thirty-first, the full moon. Harry, your son, must be there too. You require him, and he requires you, so he will appear, along with a portal, and you simply walk through the portal back to your time."

"And what happens, if he isn't there at the right time and all?" James asked looking at Dumbledore with hopeful eyes.

"Ah, then you two will be forever locked in the wrong time."

Author's Note: And done with that! Not a lot changed in this chapter...oh well, it still seems a little more upbeat than the older one...to me at least. Please review!

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