Emerald Eyes

Author's Note:

Sorry, the chapter is a bit late, but I had to get the Microsoft Word disc and download it unto my computer, and I felt brain dead throughout the weeks. Also something happened to my internet connection.

Disclaimer:

I can never in my life own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling already claimed the role as that.

BEGINNING OF PRANK WAR

1999

Hermione Granger looked at the clock again, the hands that contained the names Harry, and Ginny were still at traveling. Where were they?

"'Mione, do you have any idea where Ginny is?" Ronald Weasley asked for the millionth time.

"No Ronald, can you please just shut up. Ginny is fine the worst that can be happening is she and Harry eloping." Hermione grinned as she watched Ron turn many different shades of red. "It's called a joke Ron."

"So do you have any idea where they are?"

"Ron all I heard from Dumbledore is that they're on a mission that would decide the Wizarding World's Fate and that Harry's greatest wish will come true," Hermione said mindlessly, oblivious to what she just said.

She instantly just analyzed what she said just by looking at Ron's facial expression.

"'Mione, if I do remember correctly, Harry's greatest wish is to see his parents."

"It's either Dumbledore got a way to bring back James and Lily from the dead, or he brought Harry and Ginny to the past, I think it's the latter…"

1979

"Geez, is there no one that can challenge me?" James roared to the crowd.

It was a Saturday, other words, Quidditch Practice. It was James tradition to take on any team against his own team. No one beat the Marauders yet.

"I think I can," James scanned the crowd looking for the person who said that. To his surprise his eyes reached that of the DADA Professor.

"You play?" James stifled a laugh, he couldn't think of a professor playing Quidditch, despite age.

"Yup, ever since First year," came the confident response.

"I'm sorry, did I hear you right?" James started. "First Year?"

"You heard right. During a Quidditch lesson my arch-rival challenged me while the Quidditch Professor was gone. It ended up with me diving down fifty feet just to catch a Remembrall."

"Fine," James said reluctantly, "where's you're team and broom?"

"First, before we begin, I'd like to wager a bet, I win, you and your team are my personal servants during dinner," Professor Harry pulled out his wand and cried, "Accio Firebolt." In an instant a beautiful broom came soaring towards the professor.

James and the Quidditch crowd just ogled at the beauty of the broom.

"Where can I get one?"

"Okay, first of all, this broom is a prototype, won't come out for over a decade," sighs of disappointment. "Even if it was out it would cost around 1000 galleons." More sighs of disappointment.

"Oh," the DADA Professor continued, "I'll be my own team." The Marauders raised their eyebrows. "Just to warn you, I've never lost a game." The teacher paused thoughtfully, "Except for the one time," Peter started thinking that there might be some hope, "when Dementors came out in the field, I don't know what the Headmaster was thinking."

Almost immediately, Harry swung his leg over his broom, and in a second he was already one hundred feet in the air.

"Come on," James waved his hand over to his friends. "Get into your positions.

Sirius grabbed his bat, Peter went over to his goalpost, and Remus went up into the sky.

John Winthrop, a sixth year Gryffindor, released the quaffle and the game began.

In a flash of scarlet and red, the DADA Professor had the Quaffle in his possession and was already at the other end of the field. He shot the Quaffle and scored.

"And Professor Harry just scored, 10-0!" The commenter, Elizabeth Watford said.

At the instant, Harry took a deep dive, James, knowing that Harry spotted the Snitch followed.

Soon they got deeper and deeper. Harry did the dive while doing his trademark dive, The Potter Tornado.

It was a move that Harry pulled of in a match against Slytherin. The Seeker would dive, but in the dive, spin, like in a tornado. It was so good that the BIG Quidditch teams wanted to do it. But decided against it when a professional player tried it. He ended up in the hospital wing for a week. The move was dangerous, when Harry pulled it of; the Quidditch teams started courting Harry. No such luck.

20 feet.

15 feet.

10 feet. James pulled up.

5 feet.

4 feet.

3 feet.

2 feet.

Harry instantly pulled up, his fingers skimming the grass, and in a blur, he grabbed the Snitch.

He raised his hand up with delight.

"OMG, the Marauders lost the Professor Harry! Professor, you're my favorite Professor! Where did you learn that move?"

"Well," Harry walked to the Marauders. "Remember the little deal we made, right?"

"Oh!" Harry shouted to the field, "Don't do that move. A professional once tried it, broke all the bones in his ribcage. That was when it was copyrighted by me!"

Great Hall, Lily Evans

Lily looked over at the person she was sitting with, James Potter. Never in her life in Hogwarts did she think that she would actually be friends with James, but he was just a friend, nothing else! Honestly!

Although Lily did take into mind his looks. He was a dream date. Just not someone for me, Lily's mind said again.

"Hey, Lily, watch," Lily's friend, Teresa said. Teresa was an Asian; she had the straight, black hair, and the Chinese eyes.

"Oh, there it is!" Lily turned to see Professor Harry decked out in only his boxers and his hair was streaked with gold and emerald. It only improved his looks.

Lily swore she heard a girl behind her say, "he's an engaged professor…" even Lily herself admitted that she was blushing.

Lily turned to see that Harry was back in his clothes.

"You know!" everyone turned to see Harry standing from his seat. "I can take jokes; I used to play jokes all the time on Slytherins, so I know why you'd do this. But I warn you, I retaliate, and Ginny and I are good. Considering that her brothers own quite a successful joke shop, and like to give us some of their products. One of which is an object that can turn all the corridors in this school into a swamp." Instant silence.

"Oh, Marauders you have detention with me and Ginny in a locked room where no one knows what's going on inside."

"Honestly, Professor Harry's got it all, the broom, the looks, the sense of humor, the strength…" Cecile said with a sigh. "Such a shame he's engaged though."

"Yeah," Lily murmured, looking at the laughing professor, a blush evident on her face, "such a shame."

A/N

Sorry for the late update. As you can see I started the Lily likes Harry crush. The nest chapter title will be:

An Oedipal Complex, Only Different

Sorry the title of this chapter was different than what I said. Oh the next chapter will feature the pranks. GIVE ME PRANK IDEAS.

(Oedipal Complex-Named after Oedipus, a Greek, mythological character that unwittingly killed his father and married his mother)

CONTEST

In this chapter I put in the name of a historical figure, find the name and give it to me in the review, and give an idea, I'll fit it in somewhere in the story. But, the idea has to go along with the ships, plot, etc…