Chapter One: Things You Thought You Would Never Do

There are 3 kinds of people in this world...those you want things to happen, those that make things happen, and those who just wonder what the hell happened!

Minerva McGonagall was hoping to have a semi-peaceful day. The last few weeks had been more than a little hectic especially since Harry Potter, one of her Gryffindors had been entered into the Tri-Wizard seemingly against his own will and inner house relationships had been stretched to their thinnest and now this!

"Who are you?" Professor McGonagall asked crispily, her wand already aimed at the two.

"Um, Professor you know who we are. You've been teachings us for nearly six years." Harry said slowly..

"I've never seen you two in my life!" Professor McGonagall said stiffly.

"Professor, what year is it?" Hermione asked suddenly as she started looking extremely ill.

"This year isthe Tri-Wizard Tournament! Where have you two been in a cave?" McGonagall asked the two sharply and more than a little cross.

"Oh bloody hell." Harry swore as he remembered the shiny trophy and Cedric's body.

"Language!" Hermione chided him almost out of reflex.

"Sorry."

McGonagall watched the two with dawning familiarization on her face, "Potter? Granger?" McGonagall asked weakly as the two turned to her with similar looks of amusement.

"Hi Professor." the two chorused.

Without as much as anotice McGonagall's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fainted.

Smile, and the world will smile with you. Laugh and they'll all think your on drugs.

Petunia snorted with laughter as she continued to read her baby sister's diary. Having already gone through most of her journals Petunia decided to see what her sister had thought of Hogwarts.To say it was beyond amusing was putting it very mildly.

Humming softly to herself Petunia made her way around the kitchen, preparing dinner for Vernon and herself. Just as she was pulling the chicken out of the oven Vernon came home with a loud boom as the front door slammed. A series of echoing thuds announced Vernon Dursley arrival to the kitchen.

"Good evening Vernon. How was your day?" Petunia asked brightly as she served him a more than healthy portion of mashed potatoes, sweet corn and chicken.

"Nothing to be so damn happy about." Vernon rumbled as he made a gesture for his wife to get him a large brandy.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Petunia asked, no signs of anger expect the way she slammed the brandy bottle and glass.

"The company just lost millions and Dudders wants to move back home." Vernon said as he started to shovel his food in his mouth.

CRASH!

"Dudley wants to WHAT?" Petunia shouted, not noticing she broke more than half of her dishes.

"I of course told him his welcome at home whenever he wants." Vernon said not caring about his small wife's anger.

"He should be in school Vernon! Why isn't he in school!" Petunia demanded with her arms folded underneath her breasts.

"Wanted to be an successful man like he's father, he did." Vernon said proudly as corn flew out of his mouth.

"He either goes back to school or doesn't come homeat all." Petunia said shaking slightly.

"Now, Now Pet. Lets not be rash." Vernon said chuckling slightly still not notcing the bits of corn on his second chin.

"I mean it, Vernon! He has to learn soon or later he can't breeze through life! He's nearly of age! We can't be running around doing every little thing he wants!" Petunia screeched as angry spots appeared on her cheeks.

"NOW LISTEN HERE PETUNIA! WHAT I SAY GOES! AND IF DUDLEY WANTS TO STAY HERE HE WILL BLOODY STAY HERE!" Vernon boomed to the woman who was hardly flinched.

"AND WILL WE BE HERE TO WIPE HIS BLOODY ASS WHEN IT GETS TO DAMN HARD?" Petunia screeched.

SMACK!

Vernon Dursley had crossed a line no man should ever cross. And that line was hitting his wife. With shock and rage on her face she rushed out the front door and into the night. Not noticing or not caring about the cracked windows.

Don't regret doing things, regret getting caught.

"So you two are from the future by at least three years. In those three years Sirius Black who you think is innocent dies, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has risen, the Order of the Phoenix is being run by Longbottom and Bones, Severus is actually a traitor to the Light side and Albus Dumbledore the greatest wizard in centuries dies. Did I miss anything?" McGonagall summarized in growing dread.

"No I think that'spretty much it." Harry said while Hermione nodded.

"We need to tell the Headmaster." McGonagall said in panic as she rose to her feet but immediately being pushed back down by the duo.

"We can't tell him." Harry said quietly.

"Why NOT?" McGonagall asked stressing the last part.

"Because the future cannot be change under any circumstances! If Cedric lives who knows what would have happened in our time. For all we know Voldemort wouldn't have risen and the Wizarding World would have been lulledinto a sense of security then Fudge and the Ministry would have to much power and continue to ingore Voldemort's return." Hermione said sternly.

"But-"

"No buts Professor."

"What are we going to do about you two then?" Professor McGonagall asked after a few moments as she gained her composure.

"What about us Professor?" Hermione asked extremely confused.

"Well you very well go prancing around the school as two fourth years, now can you?"Professor McGonagall said.

"Illusions won't work on us, trust us we have tried before. So we'll have to go to Muggle London and buy some...things." Hermione said frowning thoughtfully.

Harry rolled his eyes as the two started to discuss in-depth about the plan. Sitting down on the floor he leaned against the classroom wall and closed his eyes. 'Dawn was way to early to walk up,' Harry thought as he let sleep take up over. He fell asleep hearing his current Headmistress and best friend started to discuss their identity.

I fyou find any mistakes please tell me. I would love to go back and fix them.