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A/N: Sorry it took so long, I've got school...

"Did you see their faces? Oh my god, it was priceless!" Fred laughed. They had somehow slipped an astonishing number of students canary creams and a multitude of students in the Great Hall had suddenly turned into giant birds. Glancing at the staff table, he noticed that Dumbledore was smiling slightly. Fred gave him a two thumbs up with a wide grin. Laughing he turned back to his friends. Suddenly, a stern voice startled them out of their chatter.

"Professor Dumbledore requests that you meet in him in his office directly after Dinner is over. James is welcome to come with you." Professor McGonagall said, eyeing them.

"oh ok. Lovely day, Professor?" George grinned.

"Yes. It is." McGonagall said, shortly. She turned and walked out of the hall.

"Well..I'm done.. What say you to leaving this place, Forge?" asked George.

"Great idea, Gred..Shall we proceed to the office?" Fred asked in return. The two of them walked out of the Great Hall, oblivious to the glares they were receiving from roughly half the population of Hogwarts.

"Erm...Acid Pops...no?...how about...chocolate frogs?...ok...lemon drops?" Fred muttered. They had left James in the Great Hall, therefore having no way to get into the office.

"Stuck?" a voice asked lightly, behind them. The twins spun around, two parts of a whole, to find Lily Evans standing there, hands on her hips, lips pulled upwards in a smile.

"Lily! You gotta help us..we don't know the password!" Fred pleaded. He tried to give her puppy eyes. George pouted. Lily threw her head back and laughed.

"Tell me..why should I help you?" she asked playfully tossing her red hair.

"Because you love us! And you love red hair.." Fred added.

"Right. I forgot. I absolutely adore Red hair..it livens up the pasty complexion you two sport." Lily said jokingly.

"I think.." Fred said.

"that for that.." George continued.

"We shall.." Fred leered.

"have to.." George said.

"TICKLE YOU!" They shouted together. They lunged for Lily who evaded their grasp. She screeched.

"Mercy! Mercy! I'll tell you the password." She gasped.

"Promise?" Fred asked, grinning evilly.

"Promise!" She squeaked. "It's....Beans! As in Bertie Botts?" she added.

"Thanks, Lils! Love Ya!" Fred swooped down and kissed her on the cheek. Turning, he said "Beans" to the statue in front of them, which slid open silently. The two bounded up the stairs. Unbeknownst to them, Lily was following at a slower pace, looking thoughtful. She knew that the two hadn't been sent to his office for what they had done in the Great Hall. There was no major harm involved in that, and McGonagall had looked a little curious and confused too.

Fred knocked on the door. "Professor Dumbledore?" he called out.

"You wanted to see us?" George said.

"Come in," a calm voice said. Fred and George pushed open the door. "Sit down." Professor Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, waiting for them patiently. Both of them sobered and sat down. "Now, I would like you to explain in detail how you were sent to this time. Explain what you were doing and how that pushed you back to now."

Lily's face was white. They were discussing something that was impossible. Settling next to the door, she listened.

"Well, um.."Fred mumbled, his face going red.

"What Fred is trying to say..is..um.."George stuttered.

"I'm trying to say that we were known as the James Potter and Sirius Black of our time." Fred said, with finality. "Its probably why there have been so many pranks lately." He grinned. "Anyways, as I was saying, we are the James and Sirius of our time, so you can imagine our record. We were setting off some fireworks when a friend of our brothers called our name. Yeah..we spun around, forgetting the fireworks, and we let them explode in our with something Hermione let go of when she tripped, we found ourselves here. We know that she had more than one class at a time during her third year. We don't know how she did that. That might have something to do with it. Actually...she's sort of like Lily. You'll know what I mean when she comes..all intelligent and everything.."

'They had a friend like her? Weird..It was kind of hard to accept they were from the future.. How? The only thing that messed with time was a that girl have possibly had one of those?' Lily thought to herself, sitting on the stairs outside of Dumbledore's office. 'If she was like me..then I wouldn't be surprised.' Lily was known to be a bookworm. She had been teased about it. Quietly, she stood and made her way back down the staircase. Shaking slightly, she made her way back to the Common Room. She wanted to talk to Remus. He would know what to do, with the two of them. They were from the future, for gods sake. She walked quickly along, hoping that he would be in the Common Room. "Cherry twist." The password had changed recently. She clambered through the portrait hole and stood in the Gryffindor common room. Scanning the room, she noticed Pettigrew, James and Sirius all cloistered in a corner. Remus was nowhere to be found. Frowing, she walked over to them. "Hey, guys, have you seen Remus?" she asked.

"Um, No Lils. We haven't. Is something wrong, you look sick? Maybe you need to see Madam Pomfrey? Or just go sleep for a while." James looked concerned.

Shaking her head, she said "No. Um..can I talk to you James?" she asked. 'Maybe he'll understand. He does sometimes, especially when he takes on that look.' She thought to herself.

"Yeah, Sure, I'll see you later, Padfoot, Wormtail. Ok?" Taking Lily's hand he led her out the portrait. "I know this good spot where we can talk. It's completely isolated, no one will be able to hear us." He said. After what seemed like forever he turned to a door that hadn't been there seconds before and opened it. Inside was a couch and a roaring fire. There was tea set out on a table in front of the couch and a throw rug on the floor. "Well..I didn't quite expect this, but this, my Lily, is the Room of Requirement. It outfits itself for whatever your needs are."

"Are you sure we're allowed to be in here," she asked, looking around curiously. Being Headgirl, she worried about things like that. Then again, James was Headboy. Not that that stopped him from being a prankster.

"Well, I think Dumbledore knows of its existence, and he's never said no one should be in here, so I think its alright." James said. "What did you want to talk about?" he asked, settling down on one end of the couch, leaving Lily to decide where to sit. She gingerly sat in the middle of the couch.

"I don't know where to start. I guess, with when McGonagall asked the two of them to go to Dumbledore's office. I followed them." She said, looking down. James had gone slightly pale.

"You didn't. No..Lils, how could you?" he moaned. Lily looked up. James looked angry.

"You didn't let me finish!" she answered angrily. "I gave them the password to Dumbledore's office, and then I followed them up. They believe they're from the future!" She shrieked the last word, disbelievingly. "Worse, so does Dumbledore! They're from America, right?" she asked. James glared at her.

"How could you Lily? How COULD you? Why did you have to follow them?" He put his head in his hands, his messy black hair flopping around.

"I-, I was curious. I don't know. It seemed odd that they would be going to Dumbledore's office." Lily whispered. "I mean, their prank wasn't that bad, and McGonagall wasn't screaming at them-wait, how do you know?" she looked at him curiously. James went bright red.

"I uh, I uh, I just know?" he tried, hopefully.

"That's total b.s. Why do you know?" Lily looked at him shrewdly.

"Uh..well, we stumbled on them the first day of school, they kind of thought we were someone else, saying I looked like a friend of theirs. It was odd. Anyways, we figured out they're from the future and that's all..We took them to Dumbledore." James hurried. Suddenly voices could be heard outside.

"Yeah, so I wonder if we'll go back to right when we were..or will there be the same number of days in between, so we'll have traveled the exact same amount of time?" The voice asked.

"I don't know, I hope we appear in the middle of a crowded hallway, that'd give everyone a fright." A different voice said, and laughed. Suddenly the door opened. "Hey! I didn't know that you guys used this room! Cool." Fred cried. "But...oh my god..Lily! You listened, didn't you!" he said. "No matter. As long as you don't tell anyone." Fred shrugged. George laughed.

"Welcome to the club, Lils!" he grinned. "Jamsie poo, I hope you weren't tormenting Lily here over it? Cos its not a big deal, as long as she doesn't tell the whole school."

"But-!" he exclaimed.

"Awww Jamsie poo wants to protect us, his Gryffindor aspects are coming out!" Fred crooned. "Don't get your back up, Jamsie poo! Is only a little secret. So, Lils, what say you to leaving him to simmer and come with us to nick some food off those nice house elves. We can tell you about the future!"

"Ok. I don't know if I want to know about the future, because it means that might change history..." Lily said.

"Ah, Lils, you're so smart. Come on. I can tell you about a certain friend who reminds us dearly of you. Its like we see her all over again in you. Pretty freaky, I must say.." George said. Offering his arm, he said "Shall we, my dear?"

"Of course. Let us depart this room." Lily grinned saucily at him. Stepping into the hallway, they glance around. No one had seen them exit the room, which was good. Wandering down the hall, Lily became curious. "I only heard a little of your conversation and you just repeated it in that room. You said that I remind you of a friend of yours?"

"Well, yes, but really, she's our little brother's friend. We think he likes her." George whispered, conspiratorially.

"It's rather obvious...I mean when she dated the most famous seeker in the world, he got all jealous.." Fred joined in.

"The most famous?" Lily questioned.

"Well, actually I was wrong about that...their other best friend is going to be known as the only one who can defeat voldemort.." George said.

"George! No! WE DON'T MENTION THAT!" Fred hissed.

"There is? Who is he?" Lily asked curiously.

"No one. No one at all." Fred said.

"Of course he's someone. His name must be known all over the world. Well, at least that gives me some hope." Lily said.

"Well yeah, but he's no one." George said.

"Oh. I see, giving to much away, are we?" Lily said.

"Welll....Yeah..it would be.." Fred said.

"Fine. Be that way." Lily huffed.

"We will." George said, mysteriously. Laughing at her expression, he reached up to tickle the pear that was the door handle into the kitchens. Stepping in, he greeted the house elf who rushed up to him.

"What does sirs and miss want?" the little house elf squeaked.

"How about some butter beer and biscuits?" George said thoughtfully.

"And cake! I'd love some cake!" Fred added.

"Of Course, misters! Dinky will gets you it right away!" the house elf cried, speeding away. Soon enough, she came back with plates of the food they had asked for. Lily gaped.

"I've never been in the kitchens before! I had no idea you could get food here!" she cried.

"Now, there's where you different from Her..our friend. She created this whole organization to free house elves. Its total crap. She called it SPEW." George grinned down at her. They climbed back out of the kitchens and headed back to the common room.