Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of J.K. Rowling's characters etc.

A/N- I was kind of bored, so I decided to update the story again. I only have a few reviews so far (thanks for them, by the way!), but I guess that makes sense since I just wrote the story yesterday. I'm planning on making this chapter longer and more interesting (hopefully). Enjoy!

By the way, I'm aware that Harry and Hermione never hooked up in the books, I just decided to make it that way for my story. Sorry for any confusion.

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Chapter 2

Seeing Double

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James stepped out of the broom closet and looked around. This can't be right. It's night time now. James tried to spin the time turner again, but it had locked itself into place. Well, isn't that just fabulous.

"Potter!" James spun around to face Proffesor McGonagall. "What are you doing out of bed?"

"Er..." James stuttered. What happened to McGonagall's hair? Maybe Sirious is right, and we really are sending her to an early grave. "...I'm...just on the way to the dormitories, Proffesor."

She looked at him curiously and nodded. Perhaps a student accidentily cast a charm or something on her. Yes, that's got to be it. James thought as the Proffesor strode away. Deciding that he should ask Remus about what went wrong in the morning, James climbed the marble staircase and headed back towards Gryffindor tower.

On the way, James saw a boy he had never seen before, and that's saying something considering how popular he was. The boy then pulled out his wand and cast a spell causing James to trip and fall onto the ground.

He got up hastily. "Whats your problem?" He asked the blond haired boy.

"You're my problem, Potter. You and that mudblood girlfriend of yours!" he responded.

James gaped. How could anyone call Lily something so terrible? She had never been anything but nice to everyone.

James pulled out his wand to cast a hex, but once he looked up, the boy had already run off. I'll have to get that filthy prat some other time then.

He walked back to the common room and strode right through to the boys dormitories. He was too tired to notice the change in appearance of the room.

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Ron was the first up in his dormitory. It was very early in the morning. It was still slightly dark outside. He stretched and walked over to his trunk. It would be a lot more peaceful in here if Harry would stop snoring already. He stopped. Wait a second...

"Harry! What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to leave the hospital wing until later today!" Ron tried to rouse his friend. A head popped up from under the blankets.

James crossed his eyebrows. "Who the bloody hell are you?" he asked Ron.

Ron looked at him as if he had grown a second head. "Er, Harry? Are you feeling alright?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you fell off your broom yesterday! And what's more, your eyes are hazel now!"

James looked at him incredulously for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. When had he, James Potter, ever fallen off a broomstick? "I'm quite aware that my eyes are hazel, my friend. They've always been hazel. By the way, I haven't had a Quidditch match for at least two weeks! How could I have fallen off my broom?"

"But Harry-"

"And I don't know who this Harry fellow is. I'm James Potter."

"Oy! Will you two keep it down?" complained Seamus groggily from across the room.

"Seamus! I need you to help me get Harry down to the hospital wing."

"For the last time, I'm not Harry! I don't see why I have to go to the hospital wing either." James was starting to get very annoyed.

"What's the matter with him?" questioned Seamus.

"I don't know. It must be amnesia."

"Amnesia? I don't have amnesia! Who are you guys anyways? Where are Remus, Sirius, and Peter?"

"You're right. He's lost it,"commented Seamus as he got up to help Ron get James out of the bed.

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After a lot of struggling (and a hex or two), Ron and Seamus finally managed to get James to the hospital wing.

"All right, I think I can take it from here," Ron whispered to Seamus. He yawned and walked back out into the corridors leaving Ron with James.

Ron and James walked through the large room thinking that they were alone. Then someone rustled the covers from one of the beds. Ron jumped at the sound.

"Madam Pomfrey!" Ron called as he got to the office door and started to knock. There was no answer. He knocked a bit harder.

At that moment, Harry woke up and looked around trying to figure out who was making the racket that woke him up. He saw a blur of firey red hair. "'Morning Ron," he yawned as he reached for his glasses. He put them on an saw a desperately confused Ron staring at him from a few hospital beds away. He raised an eyebrow but quickly found out what had startled Ron as the boy standing beside him turned around.

"Bloody hell. I'm seeing double! I've got to get my eyes checked." Ron commented.

Harry's jaw dropped. "What the..." he trailed off. The other boy, who could've been Harry's twin, had a similar expression on his face. None of them spoke for a second.

"Who are you?" they both asked eachother.

"James Potter," said James. I'm headed straight for the loony bin after this. he thought.

Harry blinked as he furrowed his eyebrows in thought. Then a huge grin spread across his face.

"I can't help but feel like I'm missing something," said Ron.

"Likewise," James agreed. Then he remembered something. The time turner. "What's the date today?" he asked them.

"Er, it's February 15th 2005," said Ron.

James' jaw dropped again and he looked back at Harry. "Then...then...you must be..."

"Blimey! Ron! This is my Dad!"

"What! But Harry he's...How could...But he can't...How is this possible!" Ron stammered.

A grin spread over James' face. "Bloody hell! I'm going to have a son! Who's your mother? Oh please let it be Lily."

"It is Lily," said Harry.

James whooped and did a little dance that made Harry laugh. Ron still seemed to be trying to grasp what exactly was going on. "But how the bloody hell did you get here?" he questioned.

"Well, you see, I had a date with Lily the same day that I had detention, so Remus let me borrow his time turner so that I could go to both. But, something went wrong..." He furrowed his eyebrows. "I was supposed to go back in time. Not forwards. And only by a few hours."

"Maybe it was busted?" suggested Harry.

"No...Remus has been using it the whole year. It wouldn't just break for no reason."

"Do you think someone tampered with it?" asked Ron.

James took the time turner out of his pocket and looked down at it. "Of course! I saw Snivelly Snape on the way to the front hall. He must have put a spell on it when I wasn't paying attention!"

Ron raised his eyebrows. "You'd better make sure he doesn't find out that you're here. He'd have a fit!"

"What? He's still at Hogwarts?" James was confused.

"He's our Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher." Harry said sullenly.

"That's too bad," commented James. Then he remembered something. "Hey Harry, what am I like as an old guy? And what about Lily? I always thought that she'd be a great mother."

Harry and Ron shot eachother nervous looks. "You'd better tell him." Ron said after a moment.

James looked at them curiously. "Are we...alright?"

Harry sighed. "You and mum...well...you both died when I was a year old."

James stood completely still for a moment. After the initial shock wore off he sat down and started to stare down at his hands. "How did...we...?"

"Voldemort," Harry responded quietly. "He also gave me this." Harry pulled the fringe of his hair away from his forehead. James walked over to get a closer look.

"You have your mother's eyes," he said with a small smile.

"So I've been told. Quite often, actually." Harry smiled.

James got up again and walked a few steps beside the bed. "So, what happened to Peter, Remus, and Sirius. Are any of them still around?"

"Remus is alive. Sirius died in the ministry of magic last year." A slightly angry expression came across Harry's face as he remembered Peter Pettigrew. "Unfortunately, Peter's alive too."

James raised an eyebrow. "Unfortunately?" he asked.

Harry told James the entire story from start to finish about how Voldemort killed his parents, and about Peter being a death eater. He then told James how Sirius was sent to Azkaban for attempting to kill Peter, and how Sirius died.

James was shocked, but Harry knew that he needed to know all of this. Maybe...just maybe...I'll have my parents and godfather back by the end of this.

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A/N- So it's not as long as I really wanted it to be, but it's still a pretty decent length in my opinion. Don't be expecting an update until at least Sunday. (mutters Stupid History homework). Anyways, I hope you liked the new chapter! Keep the reviews coming!