For everyone who was confused in the last chapter I accidently put "Harry poened his mouth-" Poened means Opened... Just thought I'd clear that up...

Chapter Three

"Merlin James, he looks exactly like You! Except for that wicked scar on his forehead!"

"Shut up! He's skinner than me!"

"Oooh, so sorry I din't notice."

"What's he doing in his boxers?"

"What's he doing in his boxers, on our floor?"

Harry groaned and squinted. He could faintly see three figures above him, though he couldn't see who they were without his glasses.

"James shut up, he's waking up!"

James?

"You shut up Sirius!"

Sirius?

Harry sat up so fast he bumped into one of the figures that was hovering over him. They both yelped and fell backwards.

One of the other two handed Harry his glasses. As everything started to become clear he started looking around. He was still in the sixth year boys dorm, but there was something different about it... He finally stopped looking around when a hand started waving in front of his face. He turned.

He gasped. He opened and closed his mouth many times before realizing he wasn't getting antwhere trying to talk- As he couldn't seem to form coherent words. He settled on just goggling at the three boys in front of him.

There they were- Perfectly solid. Perfectly visable. They were really there. Harry tried pinching his butt in attempt to try and wake-up. But that didn't seem to work.

Right in front of him- There were three boys. They looked around sixteen maybe. The first, had quite unruly jet-black hair. It seemed to stick up in all directions. He also sported round glaases- much like Harrys.

The second, was slightly taller then the other two, but not by much. He too had black hair. But it had a sort of blue-ish tint to it. He had beautiful blue ayes, and his shoulder length hair fell nicely around his neck.

While the third, had brownish-blonde hair- Quite contrary to the othr two boys hair- and tired looking amber eyes you could get lost in forever.

And Harry knew who they were... It was his father James, His god-father Sirius, and Remus... His older friend Remus.

But how was this possible? Not only were two of the people in front of him supposed to be dead, they were sixteen. Sixteen!

Harry came out of his daze and back to reality after a minute of bewildered thought.

"D-da..." Harry was staring at James like he could faint on the spot. "Dad..."

And with that- Harry did just that. He fainted.

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For the second time that day, Harry Potter opened his eyes, feeling completely confused.

He vaguly noticed he was in the hospital wing of Hogwarts. 'I wonder what happened this time' he thought as he tried to sit up.

Then he remembered the events of what had happened probably only a few minutes before.

Was that really my dad? ... And Sirius? Even Remus. What in bloody hell is going on? Where am I? Wait... More like when am I?

He finally sat all the way up and grabbed his glasses off the table next to the hospital bed. He looked around. He noticed Madam Pomfrey, and noted that she looked considerably younger. This is too weird.

"Ahh, young Harry. I see you've woken up."

Harry half-jumped at the voise that startled him out of his thoughts. "Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore just smiled that all-knowing smile he almost always had on his wrinkled face. He glanced at Harry over his half-moon specticles before holding up something attatched to a silver chain. Hey, that's the watch Sirius gave me! How the hell did Dumbledore get it?

As if reading his mind (As Harry sometimes thought the old Wizard really was) Dumbledore turned his gaze back to Harry and started speaking again, "I found this, in your pocket."

Owari...

Ha! I'm leaving it there cuz I'm falling asleep! Please review people! I need suggestions! XD