Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. God, I hate saying this every time.

Author's Note: Sorry that I took so long to post! Fanfiction booted me for the stupidest reason. I had a story that was in play form and it wasn't allowed. It wasn't all in play form, just the talking. All the movements and sounds were like a real story. I'm mad.

Please review!

The Gift Of Time

Chapter Three

Which Is The House For You?

Ron was running down the hallway, his best friends in his arms. All of the students were in the Great Hall at the moment, so there was a small chance that he would run into someone. It would be embarrassing for Harry if he did.

Harry didn't look ill. It was as if he was only sleeping. He wasn't moving or snoring like he usually did though. He hoped that it was nothing serious. He was just passing the staff room when,

"Weasley, what are you doing?"

Ron turned around, palling slightly. A lump appeared in his throat. It was...Snape.

"Um...you see...Harry wouldn't wake up this morning, no matter how I tried and, um, um, I think there might be something wrong with him and I wanted to take him to the Hospital Wing."

Ron gave Snape a nervous smile. Snape sighed.

"Give him to me."

Ron was slightly stunned, but decided to hide it. He handed his smaller friend to the Potions Master, slightly scared of what he might do with his friend.

"Come with me."

Ron nodded and followed Snape as he began to walk to the Hospital Wing. After Snape entered, Ron started to walk inside, but was stopped as Snape's hand collided with his chest.

"Wait out here. We'll call for you once he's checked over."

"Alright."

Ron took a seat on a bench outside of the Wing. He rested his head in his hand and began to wait.

That morning, in the past, Harry was awoken to the squeaky voice of what he thought might be a chipmunk in his dream.

"'M sleeping," he moaned, "Go 'way"

"Harry Potter Sir must wake up!" said that voice again.

Harry turned over in his sleep and began to snore. He had been dreaming about becoming rich and buying "Quality Quidditch Supplies" for him and Ron. He didn't want the chipmunk to ruin it.

Suddenly Harry's covers were pulled from the bed and his eyes flashed open at the sudden movement. Harry jumped out of bed, ready to kick the creature that had been bugging him.

"You little-"

"But Harry Potter must wake up!"

Harry stared dumbly at the chipmunk in front of him. It was well...a house elf.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Harry Potter is forgiven but he must get ready for class. He is getting sorted in twenty minutes!"

"What time is it?"

"Seven-forty."

"Oh crap!"

Breakfast started at eight! Harry ran into his bathroom and quickly got ready. He quickly shaved the small stubble that had grown over night, cutting himself one the cheek. He cursed loudly and quickly got back to getting ready. Once he had finished washing his hands and brushing his teeth, he placed a small piece of toilet paper on his cut and ran out of the bathroom.

"What do I wear?" he asked the house elf.

The house elf pointed to Harry's night table. On top of it was a pair of robes, a white shirt, pleated pants and a black tie. He would be getting his crests and tie once he was sorted.

"Um...can you turn away...um, what is your name?"

"Blinky," replied the house elf, "I shall turn away for Harry Potter to change."

The elf turned away for Harry to change. Harry quickly got dressed, slightly messing up his tie. He chose to ignore it; it was only for a day anyway. Once he was done, he started out the door.

"Oh yeah, thank you, Blinky."

The house elf squealed in delight to Harry's thanks.

Harry sighed silently as he stood behind the doors to the Great Hall. He had taken a little too long getting ready and was about ten minutes late, which scared him slightly knowing that he would have to enter the Great Hall on his own in front of approximately two hundred and fifty students.

"You have to go," Harry told himself silently.

He took a deep breath and pushed open the doors to the Great Hall. Nobody seemed to notice him enter. He was highly grateful for that. Suddenly, Dumbledore coughed, getting the attention of the students. Harry palled.

"I would like to make an announcement!" Dumbledore announced.

Dumbledore motioned for Harry to come closer to him. Harry blushed and walked up to the High Table. All eyes were on him.

"I would like to announce that there is a new student beginning Hogwarts today. His name is Harry Potter. He has transferred here from a school named "Wiccanwolf" in East Wales. He will be continuing his Fifth Year today."

(A/N: I know that there's only supposed to be one school in Brittain, but I wanted there to be two to help the story. If they said that Harry was from another country, then he'd have to fake and accent.)

Everyone was staring at him and Harry was beginning to feel uncomfortable around them. He never liked being the centre of attention.

"Right now Harry will be resorted, if Minerva will bring the hat."

Harry inwardly gasped as he saw McGonagall for the first time in this era. She looked so much younger! Her hair wasn't pulled into a tight bun like it was in his time. Now it was cut shorter, just to her chin and it was left down. She was wearing a small amount of makeup. Harry would never had recognized her if she hadn't had the same stern look on her face as she always had. He would have found her somewhat pretty if she were a little younger.

McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the platform and the motioned for Harry to sit. Once Harry had sat down, McGonagall placed the sorting hat on his head. She stepped aside to let Harry's sorting begin.

"Mmm..." said the hat once it was on Harry's head, "A difficult decision this is. You seem to have the traits of all the houses. But which of the four should I put you in?"

Harry silently began to beg the hat not to put him in Slytherin or Hufflepuff. He knew that his father had been in Gryffindor and his mother had been a Ravenclaw, so he wanted to be in the house that they would be in.

"It'll have to be between Gryffindor and Slytherin, but which of the two should I pick?"

Harry now knew that he wouldn't be with his father.

'Not Slytherin,' he begged silently in his head, 'I want to be in Gryffindor!'

"But why?" asked the hat.

'I'm not a Slytherin! I hate them! I want to be in Gryffindor!'

"You'll make a great Slytherin you know?"

'No I won't!'

"As you wish...GRYFFINDOR!"

Harry sighed with relief as the hat shouted his words. The crowd of Gryffindors began to cheer as Harry began walking to the table. He took a seat near the end of the table and Dumbledore announced that they could eat. Harry began to eat along with the rest of the students.

"So, you're from Wales, are you?"

Harry turned to the boy who was sitting next to him. It was...no...Remus Lupin? He had curly light brown hair and large amber eyes. His hair came down slightly over his eyes, only showing half of his eyes. His face was pale and he had small bags under his eyes, similar to those that he had in the future.

"Um, yeah."

"Is it nice there?" asked the boy.

"Yeah, there are lots of trees and stuff, uh huh," Harry tried to describe a land he had never been to.

"I'm Remus Lupin; nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, too."

"When we get to our dorm before class, I'll introduce you to my friends. They're sitting down at the end of the table, I, uh, got into a little row with them this morning."

Harry chuckled.

"Okay."

When breakfast finished the students went back to their dorms. They were given an hour break before class. As Harry and Remus entered the Gryffindor dorm, Harry saw that his stuff was already placed on his bed.

"Come, I'll help you sew your crests onto your robes," Remus said before starting over to Harry's bed.

Harry took off the robes that he was wearing and Remus took a pair of folded robes off the night table. Remus also grabbed two crests and a small sowing kit that was placed on top of it. They began to sew.

"My friends should be here soon, they're always causing trouble. They're really into pranks and stuff like that."

"I've never really been into pranks."

"Neither have I, yet my friends love it. Mostly Sirius and James though; Peter just does it to go along."

Suddenly the door opened and two boys entered. One was taller than the other. The taller one had long black hair to his shoulders, framing the face that all girls would want. He had sharp looking grey eyes and a square shaped face. His skin was dark, an olive tone clearly visible. The other boy, about a head shorter was almost the splitting image of Harry with some differences. His hair was longer, slightly passing his chin while Harry's hair was cut in your ordinary nineties bowl type cut. Instead of large emerald eyes, he had slightly smaller brown eyes. His nose was also slightly longer, but it was barely noticeable. Both boys looked like rock and roll singers. Harry stared at the boys, slightly in shock.

(A/N: I changed the way Sirius and James looked to make them more seventies style.)

"Um, Sirius, James, this is Harry."

The boys both sat on Harry's bed. They both stared at him for a moment until Sirius spoke.

"He looks like Prongs."

"Wow, he does look like me!" James gasped.

"Are you related to him?" Sirius asked.

"Um, yeah..."

Harry remembered how Dumbledore only told him to tell his friends about who he was.

"Really?" asked Remus, "How?"

"I'm his son..."

All three boys were staring at him as if he had grown a second head.

"What do you mean?" James asked.

"I'm not an exchange student from Wales. I had a small potions accident in my era and it sent me here. I'm going to stay here until Dumbledore finds a way to get me back to my generation."

"So...you're my son."

"Um...yeah. And Sirius is my godfather."

"Wow! That's cool!" James exclaimed, "I get to talk to my son before he's born!"

"Tell us more about you," Remus said.

Harry began to talk about him life in the future. He felt so comfortable with these people. Though, he still missed his friends.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed it. Peter is who knows where in that chapter.

The Gift Of Time Chapter Two Feedback:

wolfawaken: Yah, I hadn't added anymore...BUT NOW I HAVE! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Now, I'm going to plan the fourth chapter...

Silver-Entrantress-Elf: Glad that you find it cool. Hey! I got Word to stop correcting your name. Go me! Go me! Woo hoo! I hate it when Word corrects me; it's so annoying. Like when I try to write Ringo Starr, it corrects Starr. I LOVE RINGO.

praesul femella: There will be more information about Sirius and Remus being Harry's guardians in chapter five, when Sirius and Remus go visit Harry in the Hospital Wing. I made Sirius and Remus more important than just "Marauders" in this story, because I find that they aren't popular enough in the books and they are my favourite characters. I like Remus as number one and then Sirius. Reemie and Seewee!!!

Crissy Potter: It's a little off at the moment, I know. I haven't really started though. All of the good stuff starts after this chapter. Like Marauder pranks, and nicknames and Slytherins, and...James' crush on Lily!!

foxyie xox: Hi Melissa! I'm going to try harder to make the chapters longer. Chapter four will be a lot longer. It has Snape humour in it, if you know what I mean. My chapters are already nine pages long each!

Tina: Glad you liked my beginning. I got my title from another story that I read when I was little, but I don't remember where. I think it was in some sort of book with a bunch of little stories in it. I've been looking for it lately, but I haven't found it. I WANT THAT STORY! Lol.

flogginmuffins: If you want to talk, just e-mail me. I'm always free to talk. I usually update when I have enough reviews. I wouldn't post with just three reviews, because then there would be no point, because no one would be reading it. But I had to wait a while to update this chapter because one of my stories was removed and I was blocked from updating for a week. It wasn't fair though! That story had been on my account for a long time. They said that they removed it because it was in dialogue form. A LOT OF STORIES ARE LIKE THAT!

blink(underscore)gurl017: Like I said on MSN, very seventies style they will be. James and Sirius will be kinda scary to us. But not to the girls in the story. They like long shaggy hair and tight clothes in bright colours.

Kelei: Is that a bad thing?

An Anti-Sheep Cheese Muffin: Aw! It's a flaming sheep! That's SO cute! Yet, painful for the sheep. I love sheep. DON'T THREATEN ME! Lol. Ooo, do you live in the U.K? I checked your e-mail address to see if you had MSN and it said yahoo.uk or something like that. But, do you have MSN? I love chatting there!! I do love your MSN name, it's "spiffin"... ™.

Sarahlouhardy: I also can't wait to see what will happen, lol.

lyss33: I'm glad you like it. I'm trying to go for something different from my other stories. Do you find this one like the rest of mine?

Sneffie the wonder hound: James doesn't look exactly like him. He has more of a seventies style. Like, his hair is longer and has this shag look and he wears weird rock and roll jewellery. But, he will notice that Harry looks a lot like him.

shadow929: Glad that you liked it. I like smileys in reviews! :) :D ;)

Lady Phoenix Slytherin: I'm so happy that you enjoyed it. I love your name!

Moon Lace: Thanks for the Snape idea. At first what was going on the future wasn't going to be in this chapter, but I really liked your idea so I used it. I can't to write the next chapter! I also noticed that a lot of people don't write about the future when Harry is in the past, but I like Remus and Sirius so much that I'm gonna have two of them! Should I make Sirius really bad at Quidditch, but have him think he's good?