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"How-how...what are you doing here?" asked the James look-alike.

"We could ask you the same question," said James, trying to take control of the situation. "Who are you? And why do you look like me?"

"My name is Harry Potter," said the boy who looked like James. "And I'm a student here. But how did you get here? You're...you're dead. Well, three of you are anyway." Lily's eyes widened at his words.

"Now you listen here, boy," growled Sirius. "We are not dead. Obviously. If we were, we wouldn't be here now, would we? Now, what is going on here?"

"I don't know," said Harry, still staring at them, wide-eyed.

"We were brewing a potion..." said Lily, earning her a dirty look from the other three. "What? We're obviously in over our heads here, and if we're to get to the bottom of this, we need to tell the truth," she looked back at Harry and said, "The potion was...slightly muddled. A lot of smoke came from it, and we ended up here."

"From what year?" asked Harry. The others looked at each other confused. Who would ask a question like that? This boy must be mental.

"Er, 1977," said Lily, realization dawning on her face. "Don't tell me...no, it can't be true. It's-it's impossible. We can't be in the..."

"It's the year 1996," Harry said tentatively. The marauders looked at each other in shock. 1996? Nineteen years in the future? Oh, boy, this was going to be hard to explain away.

"So, you're...you're my..." James began, afraid to hear the answer to his own question.

"Your son," said Harry, slowly. The silence was broken by Sirius.

"Wow, James. You have a kid in just a few years. Not bad. Not bad at all."

"Who on earth would consent to having a son with James?" Lily asked, disbelief in her voice. "I mean, he's so...irresponsible. Not to mention brutish."

"At least I can get a date, Evans. You, on the other hand, are probably doomed to a future without children because no man would be caught dead with you." As the two were bickering, no one noticed that Harry had gone suddenly very quiet and pale.

A/N: Sorry, I had to change a word in this chapter. Before, Harry had said that four of the new arrivals were dead, but it was only three. Sorry again! P.S. Thanks for all the reviews!