Author's Note: Sorry for the long update. I've been having alot of trouble in math lately, and I've been having extra tutoring and stuff like that. I HATE MATH SO BADLY! I need to get into the highest math class to be what I want to be when I graduate university and I need 75 and so far, I have a 64. Yeah, it's horrible, I know. Why does secondary three have to be the important year for math? This is the year that they determine what math group we're going into in secondary four and then secondary five, since you can't go higher after secondary four. And then after secondary five, there's CEJEPT (the Quebec version of college) and if I don't have my math by then, I need to take night school to get my 536 math. I want to become a phychologist when I get older.

Another thing. I want you guys to remember that my work is no longer being betaed. My father has limited my computer hours to 2 hours a day and no computer after 9:00 PM, so I don't have any time to have my chapters edited. I'm doing my best without Brittany, but I still suck without her, lol. She's awesome. I want to thank her for all the work she's done up to now. THANK YOU!!!

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The Gift Of Time

Chapter 5

Panic and Beaters

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Harry's body lay still, the only movement being the rising and falling of his chest. Three days had passed since Ron had taken him to the hospital wing unconscious, and there were still no signs of him waking up. Ron and Hermione would visit daily, trying to coax him awake, but even with all their trouble, nothing had helped Harry's condition.

Both friend's of Harry were afraid that if Harry's unknown coma would last any longer, he would die. Neither of them wanted to lose their friend, so they stayed with Harry whenever they could between classes and after school. Many, many times, they were kicked out of the infirmary with Madam Pomfrey's orders.

In the meantime, Ron and Hermione were both in their classes. Both had Defence Against the Dark Arts. Harry was alone in the hospital wing with Madam Pomfrey checking up on him periodically, taking his vitals and giving him his nutrient potions through a needle.

Sirius and Remus would be arriving soon. They had been sent to Dumbledore's office for Dumbledore to explain the situation. It had been explained briefly in a letter, but not completely. Hopefully, they wouldn't take it too badly.

Suddenly, the door to the infirmary burst open, and Sirius and Remus walked into the room. Well, Remus walked, and Sirius ran. Madam Pomfrey was sitting in her office with the door closed. She stayed silent, hoping not to interupt the two men in the other room.

Sirius sat on the side of Harry bed and Remus sat on a chair. Sirius shook Harry slightly, and ran his hand through his hair, hoping to wake him.

"Come on Harry, wake up. It's me Sirius," Sirius whispered.

"He won't hear you, Sirius," Remus said, "Just give him some time and he will wake up himself. I know he will."

Sirius payed no attention to Remus, and continued trying to make his godson.

"Please Harry, just open your eyes! It's not time to sleep."

Sirius' voice was cracking slightly. He, as well, was scared that Harry would die, as Harry's friends were as well.

"Sirius!" Remus said sharply.

Sirius ignored him.

"Sirius!"

Ignore.

"SIRIUS!!!"

"WHAT?"

"Wow, come down! Harry's going to be fine! Just let him rest. He's probably exhausted. That potion might have simply weakened him. Give him time to rest and he will eventually come to us."

"And what if he doesn't? What if he dies?"

Remus took in a deep breath to keep himself from yelling.

"He won't die! Harry's a strong boy. I'm also scared for him, but I know that he will be fine!"

Sirius sighed and burried his face in his hands.

"To you really think so?"

"I know so."

Sirius stayed silent and watched his godson. He looked so peaceful as if he was only sleeping. Sirius hoped that he was only sleeping.

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"Are any of you guys on the Quidditch team?" Harry asked as he, James, Sirius, and Remus walked out to the school's large grouds.

"I am," James stated as a matter of factly, "I'm a Chaser. Remus is the Keeper and Sirius is one of the Beaters."

"The greatest Beater, actually," Sirius stated proudly.

James leaned closer to Harry.

"He sucks," he whispered into Harry's ear.

Harry snorted slightly.

"Do you guys have a practice coming up? I'd love to come watch!" Harry said.

"We're looking for another Beater," Remus told Harry, "We're going to have tryouts tomorrow night."

"Say Harry, Sirius exclaimed, "Did you play Quidditch?"

"Yeah, I was a Seeker."

"So, why don't you try out for the team? I'm sure that you would make a pretty good Beater. We could practice together and I can teach you with my skills."

"What skills?" James asked.

"Oh, shut your fucking mouth James! I'm a better at Quidditch than you ever will be."

This time, both Remus and James started to laugh.

"You guys are both jealous!" Sirius huffed, "I'll see you guys later."

Sirius stormed down the grass and back into the school.

"Merlin, he's acting like James," Harry whispered to Remus.

"Yeah, I know."

"What are you guys saying?" James asked.

"Nothing!"

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The next night was the Quidditch tryouts. Seven other Gryffindor's were waiting to tryout for the team.

"Okay, those are the others from the Quidditch team," James said pointing to the three others sitting on the stands in uniform, "Molly Prewett and Daisy Layla are the other Chasers, and Lily Evans is the Seeker."

Harry noticed James' voice go higher as he said his mother's name. They all knew that James liked her. Alot!

"Is that the one that you like?" Harry teased.

James became a bright shade of red.

"I do not like her! If anything, I'm annoyed with her. I could have made a much better Seeker than she would. I tryed out for Seeker as well, and they ended up choosing her. Obviously, they can't see true talent."

Harry could tell that James wasn't actually annoyed with Lily. The whole time while James was talking he was staring at Lily with an odd look in his eyes.

"Right..."

Harry burst out laughing.

"Oh, shut up! You're not too nervous for your tryout."

"I actually am."

"Don't worry, you'll do fine. You'll get the part, I just know it."

Five minutes later the tryouts began. The other seven on the team turned out to be very talented as well. Harry was slightly afraid that he wouldn't get the part.

By the end of the tryouts, Harry was tired beyond belief. The tryouts had taken over four hours, and he was sweating all over his clothes.

Sirius walked over to Harry and swung an arm over his shoulder. James and Remus caught up to them seconds later.

"You did great!" Said Remus.

"Bloody brilliant!" Added James.

Sirius was grinning widely.

"Wow, for the first time I have a parter that I actually like. Remember John Medley?"

James and Remus groaned.

"I had to put up with that git for 2 years!"

"Well, we still don't know if I made it or not," Harry said.

"I'm sure you did, you were amazing. You really surprised me there."

Harry believed that anyone would surprise Sirius. He had seen Sirius play today, and to be honest, he wasn't that great. In two words, he sucked.

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The next day, Harry went with Remus to check the message boards. The list with this year's Quidditch team would be posted. Harry was nervous that he wouldn't make it.

"Could you walk any slower?" Remus laughed.

Harry noticed that he was almost six meters behind Remus.

"Sorry."

Remus approached the board and silently looked over the list. He turned to Harry.

"Oh, I'm sorry Harry. You didn't make the team."

Harry was quiet and then spoke.

"I knew it, I'm not good enough."

Remus snorted.

"Harry, I'm just joking!"

"I made it?!"

"Of course you did!"

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Author's Note: I'm sure you guys noticed that there isn't much of Peter in this story. This story is based mostly on James, Sirius and Remus' friendship with Harry. Peter doesn't have anything to do with the plot, so there won't be much of him in this story. I really hate him, lol.

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SilverPassion: Yay! The name is gay, lol. I want a gay friend... I say that too much. I want a gay guy friend so that I can help him with his guy problems and he can help me with mine. Lol. I'm a hopeless romantic. I cracked up when my friend suggested that. I had heard it before, but it just sounded funny when she said it.

phoebe666: (Seals letter that was enclosed with a kiss) Ahaha! Lol, I'm hyper today. I get all happy when I get reviews! Thank you so much for reviewing, I'm so glad that you liked the chapter.

hikki116: I can't think of Sirius or Remus with anyone in their older days, but I can in their immature younger years. Well, sometimes I can think of Sirius dating in his older years, but it's never someone that Harry likes, lol. I love to torture Harry.

Beth5572: I'm glad that you are enjoying my story. Is your name Beth, or is it Torri, or is it Beth-Torri, or is it Torri-Beth? Lol, you don't have to answer that, lol. I'm just had cake and the sugar is getting to me. :D

lyss33: It would change the future, but in this story, what is happening to Harry will not effect anything. I don't want it affect so that it will something for Harry to tell everyone when he gets back. Harry is now trying his best to make as little difference as possible, but what he has already done would change alot if it would effect. If this was effecting, Harry would go back to the future and Sirius and Remus will both have memories of him from before he was even born, but that won't be happening. Harry will be expecting a change though, but there won't be one.

blink gurl017: I've been in French immersion my whole life, yet I still suck at French. It's mostly grammar though. I suck at verbs and stuff like that. I get good marks in orals, written projects, reading tests, it's just when the teacher gives us tests where we have to write down the right verbs in the right tenses and those things. My average is a 78 right now.

Saphire Starlet: Hey Serry. I never have much time to go onto the internet, and my internet doesn't work 85 of the time, so I will try really hard to find time to go back and review your stories. I'm glad that you liked the chapter.

Darak: I didn't mean painted, I just meant like cleaner and better looking than in Harry's time. It could possibly be magically changed or something like that. Also, I think wood has been around for alot longer than Hogwarts and it has been used to make houses alot longer than stone, so I'd think that it could be made out of something else than stone. I do think that twenty to thirty years could make a difference on what a castle looks like. I think that 5 years could make a difference. There is rain that can age the building materials, vines that could grown up the walls, statues and decorations that could break, all sorts of things that could happen. Not to mention, the kids that can make small damage that will eventually build up.

Esmarelda Gamgee: Lol, I really hate it when no-one updates. I'm going through that right now. I have like 60 people on my author's alert list and none of them ever update, it pisses me off so badly. And a few of my favourite stories have finished, so that's sad. Lol!

Lady Angelique of mistiqu: Well, James is Prongs, so why not name is son Prongslet? Lol. The name Prongslet makes me think of a the baby version of Prongs. Like cat and kitten, dog and puppy, that sort of stuff.

merlindamage: I'm also happy that my computer is fixed. I hate knowing that I haven't updated for a while and that there are people that want to read my story. I'm still having alot of internet problems though. It's EXTREMELY slow, and it freezes alot, and sometimes the internet explorer wont open at all.