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Harry walked into Professor Dumbledore's office, looking a tad confused and out of place.

Dumbledore looked up at Harry. "I knew you would find the secret of Sirius's mirror. He didn't just give it to you to talk to him through."

Harry looked at Dumbledore, now feeling extremely stupid. "You mean Sirius wanted me to go to the past?"

Dumbledore gave a weary sigh. "It seems so. I told him not to, but apparently he didn't listen to me. But, Harry, it is extremely important that you understand this: Anything you say can change the future. Be wise with your words. And under no circumstances are you to tell James or Lily anything about their future, or who you really are. I presume you didn't tell them your name?"

Harry looked rather sheepish. "Well, I told them my first name... but that's it, I swear! I'll make up a last name if they ask me."

Dumbledore just nodded. "Okay, Harry. Just remember what I said, and be careful."

Harry nodded and left.

X

The Marauders and their new friend, Harry Granger, walked around Hogsmeade. Somehow they had managed to sneak Harry out of the school, as he wasn't exactly supposed to be in Hogsmeade, seeing as the person who would sign his permission slip in the future was... well, fifteen.

Harry had panicked slightly when they asked his last name, so he said the first last name he knew they wouldn't be familiar with: Granger.

Anyway, the five of them wandered Hogsmeade. They had worn out the village, visiting Zonko's, Honeydukes, the Three Broomsticks, the Shrieking Shack, and basically every shop in town. They were bored now and looking for something to do.

James spotted a familiar redheaded girl, who was turned away from them and fiddling with the clasp on her bag, and grinned. He nudged Harry, who was to his right. Harry looked over to the girl, and his stomach lurched. It was-

"Lily Evans," James said, grinning. "Watch. I'm going to ask her out."

"What makes you think she'll say yes?" said Sirius from James's left side, arching a dark eyebrow.

"Dunno, but really, she's turned me down so many times that she'll have to say yes," James said with a grin.

"I really don't know where you get your logic from," said Remus, with a smirk.

Harry stifled his laughter. James just quirked his eyebrows.

"Just watch me," he said, before striding up to Lily. He tapped her on the shoulder.

Without even looking up, Lily said, "Potter, if you're here to ask me out on a date, then you should know I decline." And without even a glance back at James, she strode off. He stared after her, then turned back to the other four, who were laughing.

"Good job, mate. 'She'll have to say yes,'" Sirius said, grinning. Harry smirked slightly at his father.

"Doesn't seem to like you much, does she?" Harry said, forgetting who exactly he was for a minute.

"Oh, she'll go out with me someday," James said confidently, turning his gaze onto the retreating girl.

"What makes you think that?" said three of the four in unison. The only one who didn't say it was Harry.

He knew what would happen.

X

What was beginning to scare Harry was he didn't know when he would be going back. When he had asked Dumbledore, all he had done was smile and say, "Time will tell."

But Harry trusted Dumbledore, and tried not to think of it. That wasn't much of a chore, seeing as he was busy making up false information about himself.

Sure, he had cleared the first hurdle. Gave a name, why he hadn't been at Hogwarts for years one through four. But their were other questions.

"Why didn't your aunt and uncle let you come? If my parents had been like that, they would've shipped me off here straight away and made me stay here for the summer," Sirius said late one afternoon as the Marauders and Harry sat doing their homework. Harry had been rather upset when Dumbledore told him he'd still have to do school work.

"Oh, um... they, uh, they thought they could squash the magic out of me," Harry stammered, his quill jerking violently in his hand. "Um, I'm going to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back."

He dashed into the nearest boy's room, breathing heavily.That was close.He would seriously have to be more careful.

Harry ran a hand through his hair. Halfway through this motion, he realized what he was doing. With a heavy sigh, he left the bathroom and walked back to the common room. When he got there, he only saw James, who was bent over his homework.

"Where'd the others go?" he asked, sitting in an armchair.

James looked up. "Sirius and Peter are in detention, and Remus... uh, he's in the hospital wing."

Harry cocked his head slightly. "Why?"

James gulped. "Uh... he tripped," he said sheepishly.

Harry's eyes dropped to his shoes. He thought he knew the real reason. It was a full moon out tonight, he thought, remembering the moon charts the Astronomy teacher handed out earlier that week

Harry decided to just drop it. Technically, he wasn't supposed to know.

When he looked back up, he caught James staring at him. "What?"

"Sirius was right that first day. You do look like me," he said, tilting his head to the side, as if he was getting a better view.