Author's Notes: In response to the thoroughly confusing (though much appreciated) review from Floopy3: James, Sirius, and Lily are in their sixth year. They are invisible to everybody, which I'll explain in this chapter, and the future James is dead anyway...I'm not sure if that clears things up for you a bit...but hopefully this chapter will help...
I don't own any characters...enjoy Chapter 8! BTW, it's really long...
Chapter Eight
"Weasley blocks another goal, too bad, Slytherin!" the speaker boomed. "Potter sees the snitch! He's heading down, down—he's going to crash if he doesn't pull out of that dive soon! And—he—pulls out of the dive with the snitch in hand! Griffindor wins! Lucky for Harry, he has a Firebolt, any other broom trying that stunt would have been a disaster."
"POTTER?!" Lily shrieked in disbelief, "He had a son? Spawn of Potter—another generation of that lunatic?!"
"He's a spitting image of Prongs!" Sirius exclaimed. "The same messy, black hair, obsession with Quidditch, dorky glasses..."
"I wonder who his mother is," Lily pondered aloud.
"Let's go look at him up close," Sirius said walking down to the field with Lily behind him.
"Harry," Hermione said, "that was brilliant, and Ron you had the most amazing saves I've ever seen!"
"Thanks," blushed Harry.
"Thanks, Hermione," Ron said as he hugged her.
"Let's go to the kitchen, I'm hungry," Harry said as he walked through Sirius towards the kitchen.
"He even has his father's freakish eating habits," Lily said, rolling her eyes.
"DID YOU SEE THAT?" Sirius asked ecstatically. "He walked right through me! That was so cool!"
"I guess that means we're incorporeal and invisible," Lily concluded unfazed.
"Let's follow them!" Sirius said as he ran towards Harry.
"Hey! Wait up!" Lily yelled as she tried to catch up. She didn't reach them until they had stopped in the kitchen. Sirius was intently sticking his hand through Harry's stomach with a bemused look on his face.
"Sirius, stop that!" Lily reprimanded, but couldn't help but wave her hand around in Hermione's face.
"I think I might be having a bad influence on you," Sirius scoffed. Before Lily could respond, Harry, Hermione, and Ron left the kitchen and went up to the common room.
Harry was sitting in front of the fire. Ron and Hermione had already fallen asleep. Harry was intently studying the necklace he had inherited when he received the invisibility cloak. The locket on the gold chain consisted of a red, heart-shaped gem encrusted inside a golden heart, so that all you could see of the golden heart was a thin border. It was in very good condition, but you could still see that the locket was old. Harry tenderly opened the locket to reveal a moving picture of Lily and James's first kiss, the Halloween Ball.
"Oh Merlin!" Lily gasped and leaned closer to the locket Harry was holding.
"I think we know who the mother is," Sirius guffawed.
"That locket doesn't prove anything," Lily snapped. At that moment a creak from the stairs brought their attention to a redheaded girl they recognized from the Quidditch match.
"Harry?" the girl called.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, closing the locket and turning around to face the redhead.
"Do you mind if I sit down? I couldn't sleep," Ginny told him as she sat down next to him. "That's so beautiful!" Ginny whispered as she caught eye of the locket Harry was holding. "Who's that for?"
"It's not like that," Harry explained. "It used to be my mother's. Sirius, my godfather, gave it to me right before he—you know—was k-ki-killed." Harry turned away from Ginny with tears in his eyes.
"I GET KILLED?!" Sirius screamed in disbelief. "Bloody Merlin! But everybody loves me! People will forever feel guilty for my death!"
"Be quiet," Lily told him.
"But the world will be such a horrible place without me! I make this world happy and worth living in! Killing me is like...is like saying that muggle instrument, flute, is better then the other muggle instrument, clarinet! And "
"Of course," Lily said sarcastically and added, seriously, "but the clarinet is much better than the flute!"
"But I'm the almighty, drop-dead gorgeous, pranking, psychotic, huggable, lovable, Sirius Black!" Sirius then struck a pose and Lily kicked him in the shins to shut him up.
"Harry," Ginny began apologetically, "I didn't mean to bring up bad memories."
"I know you didn't. It's just so hard for me lately. He was the only family I had left. He was like a father to me."
"We're your family, Ron, Hermione, and I. I know we could never replace the family you lost, but—"
"Godfather?" Lily gaped and started to pace around the room. "I agreed to have you as my son's godfather? But—but you're so immature!"
"Hey!" Sirius said, glaring. "I'm not immature, besides look how much he likes—liked me."
"Who used an unforgivable curse on me so they could control my mind?" Lily interrogated uselessly, ignoring Sirius. "I bet it was James, why else would I marry him, allow you to be the godfather, and name my son Harry? I hate that name. I would much rather have named him William!"
"Do you want him to be beat up in school? How could you expect him to survive his teenage years named William?" Sirius said the last word with disgust. "As for me, I much prefer the name Sirius."
"You're nearly as conceited as James," she said as she stopped pacing and turned to face him, "now shut up before we miss something they're saying."
"My mum and dad died before I could even grieve for their deaths. I didn't understand anything, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been, but Sirius, I did know him. I was old enough to understand, and now he's gone," Harry finished, barely audible. Ginny put her arms around him soothingly and tried to steer the conversation away from Sirius.
"What's inside the locket?" Ginny asked him.
"A picture of my mum and dad at a Halloween Ball in their sixth year," Harry spoke, regaining his voice. "It was their first kiss. Sirius use to tell me stories about how much my mum, Lily, hated my dad. He was madly in love with her, though. Sirius always told me that when they placed an amnesia spell on the Halloween Ball, James still remembered her name."
"That's so sweet," Ginny sighed.
"That's not sweet!" Lily spat, "It was creepy! He's been stalking me for years."
"You have a point, you're the only thing he talks about. It's quite annoying, really." Sirius then messed-up his hair, and did a striking resemblance to James's voice, "Lily this, Lily that. She's soooooooo beautiful. She has the most lovely, bright green eyes. I love her! Sirius, hey, Sirius! Do you think Lily fancies me? Do you think she'll go out with me this year?"
Lily had turned bright red by this point, so Sirius decided to have mercy, for once in his life, and stopped imitating James.
"Sometimes I wish," Harry mumbled, "that my parents could see me now. I wonder what they would think if they saw me."
"They'd probably be amazed at how wonderful you are, Harry James Potter," Ginny complimented and Harry mussed up his hair and turned a pink shade.
"I'm glad you're here, Ginny."
"I love you, Harry," Ginny said, quieter than a whisper, not realizing that Harry could hear her.
"I love you, too," Harry said, and they both fell asleep in front of the warm fire, in each other's arms.
"Aw! That's so adorable," Lily cooed.
"Hey, what do you know?" Sirius exclaimed.
"Huh?"
"The spitting image of James, curled up with a girl that has red hair," Sirius tantalized.
"Shut up, already!" Lily growled as she pushed Sirius, who fell through the window and landed outside of Hogwarts.
"Just wait till I teeeeeell Jaaaaaames that hiiiiis giiiirlfrieeeeend is tryyyyying to kiiiiill meeeeeeee!" Sirius yelled on his way down to the ground.
"Oh my Merlin! Are you okay?"
"I can't feel anything, remember?! I thought you were the smart one!" Sirius scoffed. "Hey, Lils, you should try falling out the window! It's so much fun, but you have to turn around and close your eyes."
"I can't beeeellllllievvvvve IIIIIII'm doooooooiiiiiing thiiiiiiis!" she screamed as she fell backwards out the window and onto Sirius's lap, who was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe.
The next morning...
"We should follow Harry around and see what happens to him on a normal day," Lily concluded.
"I wonder who his teachers are. I hope he reeks havoc on them all," Sirius cackled ruthlessly.
"Grow up," Lily said, "We should hurry. We don't know where Harry is."
"You really aren't smart, are you?" Sirius stated cockily. "Knowing James, which I do, and guessing—knowing—that Harry is undoubtedly like him, he'll be in the Great Hall, eating."
Much to Lily's surprise, Sirius turned out to be correct. Harry was sitting at the Griffindor table with Ginny to his left, Ron across from him, and Hermione next to Ron.
"UGH!" Ron moaned, "We have Potions next!"
"It's worse for me," complained Harry, "He hates me because I'm in Griffindor, caught the snitch and defeated Slytherin, and because of my father!"
"Developing an ego about Quidditch, are we?" Hermione glowered.
"I'm just saying—" Harry defended.
"Cut him some slack, Herm," Ron told her.
"You're going to be late if you don't get out of here. Potions starts in 5 minutes," Ginny reminded them.
"Oh no!" they all shouted and ran towards the Potions class, with Lily and Sirius following behind.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down next to Neville Longbottom as the bell rang.
"Potter," Snape spat, "you're late!"
"Actually, Professor Snape," he replied with confidence and disgust, "I was in my seat before the bell rang. Could we please continue with this class, now?"
"Yes," Snape growled.
"SNAPE?" Sirus gaped. "Snape—Severus—Snivellus—Snapey, is the Potions teacher?"
"I can't believe it," Lily responded in shock.
"He hasn't changed much," Sirius said, already laughing at his unspoken remark, "He's still greasy, ugly, and detests the Potters as much as humanly—inhumanly in his case—possible! Let's prank him! Can we, can we? Huh? Huh? I've got an idea, Lily, do you know if we can pick objects up?"
"Why?" Lily asked suspiciously.
"No reasons...but can we?"
"Let's find out," Lily said as she picked up a frog leg successfully.
"COOL! That looks like Lucius! Maybe that's his son." Sirius then began to grab ingredients and gingerly place them into Draco Malfoy's potion.
"Stop it!" she said glaring at Sirius's reckless behavior.
"I'm just having some f—"
"Times up!" Snape yelled.
"What, may I ask, is this, Potter?" he asked as he ladled the chunky potion and then dropped it back into the cauldron.
"Well, sir, it's Love Potion," Harry responded coolly.
"Why is it chunky?"
"Because it has only been sitting for one minute, instead of the 15 that it needs to have."
"Correct," Snape grimaced, upset at his defeat. "Fine, Mr. Know-it-all, could you please inform me of the rules of this potion to allow it to have the desired affect?"
"Certainly," Harry said, sounding overly cheerful. "You cannot serve potent Love Potion and you must mix it with any food, with the exception of chocolate."
"And why is that, Mr. Potter?"
"When mixed with chocolate, the potion will only work for an hour. After that, it is void. Women love chocolate, so if it were functional with chocolate, there would be no freewill for women left in the world."
"10 points for Griffindor for that informative answer, Potter," Snape said and surprised everybody in the class, until he added, "And 30 points off of Griffindor because Mr. Potter has an attitude problem!"
"Bloody nark!" Sirius griped and they followed Harry and Ron into the Divination class.
Lily looked around the room in boredom as Sirius started to plan havoc for this class. There were Ouiji (A/N: I have no idea how to spell that, but I'm talking about those boards to communicate with spirits and such) Boards on every table and Professor Trelawney was sitting, Indian-style, on the floor with one in front of her.
"Sit down, children," she said in a misty voice. "Today we shall be communicating with the spirits in this very room."
"She's loony, that one," Ron whispered to Harry.
"We should put a spell on her board to make it say 'You will soon be attacked by a fluffy bunny'," Harry responded and Ron snickered silently.
"It's scary to see how much he and his father are alike," Lily began despondently, "he's already planned how to wreak havoc on this class."
"Isn't it great?!" Sirius said overjoyed as a few tear droplets formed in his eyes. "I'm so proud," he sniffled.
"I can't tell if you're being facetious or serious," Lily said.
"Everyone get into pairs and sit on opposite sides of your Ouiji Boards," Professor Trelawney instructed. "Place your fingers on the key to the unknown (A/N: Once again, I don't really know much/anything about Ouiji Boards, I'm talking about the little accessory thingy...that you touch and it goes to the different letters to spell out stuff...moving on) and close your eyes.
"Lily, you should go and have some fun with the students 'communication', while I have some fun of my own," Sirius said while trying to stifle maniacal laughter.
"Why are you so immature?" Lily asked exasperatedly. "Fine, I'll go talk to some of the Ravenclaws. You know something, Sirius?" she asked.
"Of course not! I'm Sirius Black!"
Lily rolled her eyes and then added, "For as smart as Ravenclaws are, they sure are superstitious and gullible." She then went over to where Cho Chang was and started moving the key to spell out: Tom Welling is hott. (A/N: I love Tom Welling and I don't care if that's a plot hole...hehehe 3) Cho Chang immediately squealed and the professor stood up. She attempted to glide gracefully towards Cho, but tripped over a chair that Sirius pushed in front of her on his way towards Harry and Ron.
Harry and Ron were having a difficult time concentrating on the Ouiji Board during Divinations and were quite pleased to have such quality entertainment from the professor that could supposedly see the future but not the chair in front of her.
"What a git!" Ron laughed.
"Tell me about it, Ron!" Harry snickered. The Ouiji Board started to write things before they could make fun of Trelawney more. Harry Potter, in order to defeat your worst nemesis, you must jump up and down and say 'la la la la' while listening to the Chicken Dance.
"What the—" Ron began, but was then interrupted by another message. Ron Weelley—
"Weasley," Ron corrected the board. My apologies, Weasley, you are in grave danger of being attacked by—dun, dun, dun—SPAM! "Ew! My dad made us eat that stuff once, you know how obsessed he is with muggles, it's some sort of food but it tastes more like poison!" Ron gagged.
Snivellus Snape is a bloody nark with greasy hair and dandruff!
"I like this spirit!" Ron said.
"Snivellus? Sirius, is that you?" Harry asked hopefully.
Maybe.
"Yes or no?" Harry asked.
Both.
"Quit with the cryptic messages. You're giving me a headache," Ron griped.
I'm Sirius Black, but not the Sirius Black you know and love.
"You lost me," Harry said.
I am a past form, sent to the future by a stupid prat. By the way, Lily is here, too.
"Mum? Sirius? Wait, how far in the past?"
You know that locket of your mother's you showed Ginny last night?
"Why were you with my sister?" Ron asked sounding paranoid.
"How do you know about that?" Harry asked Sirius and ignored Ron.
I was there and Lily, too. Well, that picture in the locket just happened a week or so ago.
"You're kidding!" Harry whispered.
Nope.
"Why are you here? How did you get here? Where's my dad?"
Jeez! One question at a time! We're here because we tried to curse Malfoy and would have succeeded if I hadn't talked Lily into releasing the stupefy spell. Lucius sent us here to get us away from him, the coward! And you're father is probably in the hospital wing. You see, he saw Lily kissing Lucius, and got distracted during a Quidditch game.
"And?" Harry pushed.
And he kind of smashed into a pole and fell to the ground and got knocked unconscious. I couldn't see how he was doing because that's when Lucius sent us here.
"Can I talk to my mom?"
I'm here. This is weird. You're my son, but I'm your age, and my worst enemy is your fa—
"Mum? Lily? Sirius?" Harry called to them and didn't receive any responses because the room had started spinning again.
"Am I dying?" Sirius asked as he started to cry and immediately clung to Lily, desperately.
"Of course you're not, this happened when we were coming here, so we must be going back Besides, you just died recently in the future," Lily responded unsympathetically while she tried to pull out of his grip.
"I don't understand how James can like you so mu—" Sirius started to say, but was cut off because they had finished spinning and were face-to-face with...
A/N: Bwahahahaha cliffhanger!!! Don't worry I'll be back next week. BAND CAMP! GO CLARINETS!!! YEAH!!! Leave me lots of reviews for when I get back. However many new reviews I get is the number of pages I write for the next chapter.
Next Chapter: Sirius enjoys a healthy taunting of James about the future. Hehehe...
Future Events: I haven't thought that far ahead...but I'll think of something. Ideas would help a great deal...so review!