Chapter Six: Disaster?

Hermione watched Harry try to get control of himself.

"Harry I've just thought of something!" said Hermione suddenly.

"What?" he asked with a sour tone in his voice.

"What if they snuck out? Your parents were, well, trouble makers, so it wouldn't hurt to try!"

"You might have something there," Harry admitted. "Let's go!"

They danced through too many songs to count and Lily was parched; she had to get something to drink now. She started to move over to James, but he seemed to feel the same way she did.

"Hey Lils!" James yelled. "Let's go get somethin' to drink!"

They walked over to the bar. It was more like shoving people out of their way with they danced to the bar. Prongs had a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Two Firewhiskeys," he ordered and put the money on the table. For once Lily did not tell him that they were not allowed to drink- the first and last time.

"Just one," she whispered into his ear. "You'll get drunk and get a hangover. Madame Morla will know what happened to you."

"I guess so," James admitted reluctantly.

"And two butterbeers," James added, while he laid down some more money.

"That's better," Lily proclaimed.

James grinned.

"I'm going to go find Anne and Amanda. Wait here, I'll be right back," Lily explained and danced off through the crowd.

It didn't seem like anything was rushing through the halls but the human eye does not see everything. Harry whispered the spell and they both went through the hump. Hermione whispered "Lumos" in the passage and Harry followed suit.

Finally, they donned the Invisibility Cloak and went through Honeydukes.

"Okay, where will they have gone?" Hermione said, confused.

"Er… a club?" Harry said dumbly.

"That's brilliant, Harry!" Hermione said and grabbed his hand excitedly.

Harry looked confused as Hermione dropped his hand like a hot brick and turned bright red.

"Er, let's go find a club," he suggested.

"Sure, let's go do that," mumbled Hermione, still scarlet.

They crept down the street, checking all of the names of the shops. Suddenly they heard loud music pumping from down the street.

"I think we've found our club," said Harry and laughed.

"I think we've found it."

…

"Anne! ANNE!" Lily yelled to her friend over the pounding music.

"What?" Anne screamed back.

"I just wanted to find you. Where's Sirius?" she asked while moving closer.

"He's getting some drinks. We've had an excellent time." Rachel raised her eyebrow suggestively.

"Ah," said Lily and laughed.

"Where's James?"

"We've been dancing."

"Yes…"

"Among other things."

Anne smiled at her best friend.

"I have to go find Amanda, see ya!"

Lily quickly found Amanda and Remus. They were locked together by the lips, but jumped apart when Lily found them. Amanda smiled guiltily.

"It's okay; I'll go," Lily told her.

"Thanks," Amanda said gratefully. She was a shy person and did not like people seeing her romantic life.

"Remus, where's Peter?"

"Right over there." He pointed and Lily looked in that direction. Sure enough, the small man was dancing with a small woman.

When the song was almost done, Lily found her boyfriend. She sang the last line, swaying her hips seductively around the excited James.

He raised an eyebrow, and then pressed his lips against hers. Lily returned his kiss. She found his tongue on her lips and let it enter. They were still occupied when Lily noticed that many people had gone.

"We should go," she whispered mournfully in his ear.

"One more song," he begged, and Lily fell to his beguiling ways.

They danced over to the other friends. Sirius' hand was roaming around Anne. Lily rolled her eyes. They danced for that song, and James asked for one more.

"This is the last one," Lily gave in.

Harry and Hermione stared at the club.

"I guess we should change our clothes," whispered Hermione. She couldn't imagine what it was like in there.

"School robes probably will be a bit noticeable," Harry said, half-serious.

Hermione flicked her wand over Harry first. His robes turned into ripped jeans and a green shirt. She did the same thing to herself, hoping that it wouldn't be some extremely low cut dress.

Her wish was granted. Her school robes changed to a blue camisole and tight jeans. She found some lip-gloss and eyeshadow in the pockets. Hermione conjured up a mirror and used it to put on the make up.

"Whoa," Harry said when she turned around. "Er- yeah." Hermione interpreted this as "You look great."

"Thanks," Hermione said and blushed. I'm blushing too much. "Let's go in."

They walked into the club and found that not many people were there. The ones who were left were either dancing wildly or had other activities to attend to. Hermione severely hoped that Harry's parents would be the ones dancing.

"This makes it easier to find them!" whispered Harry gleefully.

"And it makes it easier for them to see us," she reminded the gleeful boy. "Don't let that happen."

"Let's just dance around while we find them."

"Sure."

They danced around the walls, looking for a glimpse of spiky black hair, or glass green eyes. It shouldn't be too difficult to find them; not many people have red hair like Lily.

"Harry, look!" Hermione said excitedly. She had found them!

Harry stared right at them. Though she hated it, Hermione fell into the "Don't let them look at you looking!" routine that so many of her old friends had fallen into.

"NO! Don't let them see you're looking!" she moaned.

Unfortunately, they did.

"Hey, look at those guys staring at us." Lily murmured to James.

James stared openly, foregoing secrecy.

"Don't let them see you looking!" she scolded. James obeyed her for once.

"The girl looks rather uncomfortable," James remarked.

"She actually does. The boy looks extremely excited. Want to go talk to them? They look like our age. Maybe they are on break from some other Magic school. Maybe they're from America!" said Lily in a rush.

"Okay, let's go talk to them." James would rather dance, but Lily had let him buy Firewhiskey…

"Harry! They're walking right toward us!" shrieked Hermione in a petrified tone of voice.

Harry stood there, torn between wanting to see his parents, and breaking the Wizarding Law. If he did that one more time, he would definitely be expelled.

"Hi, I'm Lily!" Lily said coming over quite suddenly to them.

"I'm James," he mumbled.

"Yes, I'm Hermione, I'm v-v-very sorry. We-we- have to go," she stammered.

Harry raised his head and his future parents caught sight of his bright green eyes. The exact shade of Lily's eyes. James looked at his hair. It was jet black, and he knew that it would never lie flat, just like his own.

"Hi Mum, Hi Dad," Harry whispered, looking mortified at what he was doing.

Then they ran.

I am so sorry (ahem) to ruin that great cliffhanger, but I feel that I must put in some author's notes.

I can't believe I didn't realize that it would be in the times way before all of those songs that I put in. This time, leaving the songs-and the clothes from the last chapter-out, I feel that it is a better story. Or at least it fits better with the time. And you may have noticed that I changed the spell; it is Latin for "Time Back".