So I'm sorry that it took so long for me to update, but not that sorry, cuz you all didnt review. HA! It's you're fault. meh heh heh...

right well, if you review, chappies will come faster and it really makes my day. and times are hard now especially since tomorrow is Hallowe'en.

Hallowe'en equals the death date of my alter ego, it'll have been 23 years. 23 long bloody years. sigh

Summary of what's happened so far: A muggle wanders onto Hogwarts and hooks up with James Potter, who, through a time accident, was sent forwards in time to Hogwarts with Harry and his friends. Harry is scared, cuz he saw that James and Iliana (the Muggle) are hitting it off. What if he falls in love with this other girl and forgets Lily?...

James and Iliana had already been back at Hogwarts a while before Harry trudged back into the Gryffindor common room. He was dripping wet and covered in mud, carrying the invisibility cloak cradled in his arms. Ron and Hermione both rushed to him. All the other students gave him strange looks, and continued with what they were doing after a few moments.

"Oh my god, Harry, what happened?" asked Hermione, leading Harry to sit in one of the armchairs next to the fire.

"Well," he started off quietly, looking helpless. "I was walking home from Hogsmeade, and I- I wasn't looking where I was going, so I walked into the lake."

Ron and Hermione paused, looking at each other. "OK, Harry?" said Ron.

Harry slowly turned to face him, his eyes unfocused. "Hmm?"

"Harry, didn't you notice that you were walking straight into the water?"

"Well, not until I noticed that I couldn't breath."

James had been talked into visiting Harry in the Hospital Wing by Ron and Hermione. Harry was laying in his bed, starring at the ceiling.

"So. Son," tried James.

"Hey, James."

There was an awkward pause. "You, uh- you feeling alright?"

"Great."

"Then … why are you up here?"

"Well, Ron and Hermione brought me up here."

"Why?"

"Because. I did something a little weird."

"What did you do?"

Harry turned his gaze from the ceiling and looked at James instead. "I can't tell you," he said simply.

"C'mon, Harry, I'm your dad!"

Harry smiled faintly. "Then why can't I call you that?"

He looked back at the ceiling, and after a few moments, James got up and left him alone in the Hospital Wing.

"How's he doing?" Iliana asked James when he clambered through the portrait hole.

"Go see him yourself," he said, then ran off up the staircase to the boys dormitory. Iliana starred wishfully after him, before excusing herself from the conversation she had been having with a few other Gryffindors to go to the Hospital Wing.

"Oh!" said Hermione, approaching her. "You want me to accompany you there? I was going to visit Harry myself."

"Yeah, thanks," smiled Iliana. "Why is he up there, anyway? Do you know?"

Ignoring the slight offense that Iliana thought Hermione wouldn't know why her best friend was in the Hospital Wing, Hermione said, "He walked straight into the lake without knowing what he was doing until he was drowning."

"Arthur's sword! Is he OK?"

"Oh, physically he's fine. It's the mental part that I'm worried about."

Iliana nodded unsurely. A few floors down later, they reached the Hospital Wing and walked over to Harry, who was exactly as James had left him.

"Harry?" whispered Hermione.

"Hey, how are you guys?" he said, in a monotonous tone.

"Harry, what's up?" said Iliana, pulling a chair forwards.

Hermione, determined to show that she cared more, pulled up a chair on the other side of him and said, "Anything you need to talk about, Harry?"

"He's cheating on my mum."

Iliana's eyes widened. "That's disgusting!" she shouted, causing Madame Pomfrey to frown at them.

Both of the other two comically turned their heads in unison to look at her in surprise. "Why?" they chorused.

"He's your brother, and he's cheating on your mother?"

"What? No!" said Harry, sitting up. "He's not my brother!"

"Wh- what?"

"I said, 'He's not my brother'! He's my dad!"

"B- but, he's- he's your age …"

"Yeah. Time spaced out a little. He got transported here."

"Harry, what's happened to you? He's not cheating on Lily. He can't technically, since they're not going out yet," said Hermione. Iliana had been discarded from the conversation.

"Hermione, what if he falls in love with her?"

She gave Iliana a look. "He won't, don't worry."

Iliana looked off into space, breathing hard, controlling herself. "Excuse me—" she began.

"How can you be so sure?" cut off Harry. "I mean, you weren't there, yesterday. He kissed her. You didn't see how he kissed her."

"Hey, you saw—"

"Harry, a kiss doesn't mean anything. He's rewarding himself for putting up with everything your mother's done to him over the past seven years."

Iliana snorted. "Pssh. A kiss doesn't mean anything? You should've felt that kiss," she said. This got Harry's attention back.

"Iliana, he's my dad."

"Yeah?"

"You can't- you wouldn't … do anything, would you?"

The room paused.

only one thing to say:

review. i know it seems desperate, but it takes like, five seconds, and it makes some of the pain of Hallowe'en go away. Also, check out my one-shots if you get a chance. But please review, and I'll go and check out your stories. If they're Harry Potter. There are other things I like, but fics of those aren't quite as interesting but!

if you review, ill go check out your stories.

- Eratosthenese