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Chapter 2

Promises

"Sirius help me out here!" James called him as he struggled to keep the limp body of his future son up.

"Don't get your panties up in a knickers twist Prongs, I am right here" Sirius responded standing right next to him a tall young man that seemed to be the age of twenty, he had slightly disheveled black hair going down beyond his ears with friendly and rebellious gray eyes. He stood tall wearing a leather jacket and tight jeans. At the sight of the child that just had appeared out of nowhere two expressions had passed upon his handsome face, surprise and worry.

"Well help me out" James muttered slightly annoyed as he tried to balance his own weight and the weight of a sixteen-year-old boy. Usually this would not have been so much of a difficulty if it wasn't for the fact that Lily had placed a bag filled with some baby products and a couple of books that matched up to the weight of two Hogwarts A. History books placed together. Sirius took a hold of the boy's arm and helped James place him on the stone floor. Sirius laid the boy's head gently, on his knees as James took off the bag Lily forced on him before leaving. Leaning over now free, James placed the bag that did in fact have a course of soft material in it, under the boy's head as Sirius held the boys head and scooted to his side.

James starred at the boy before him with his anxious features. He looked exactly like him. Black disheveled hair, almost the same nose length ears, the only difference was he had light bolt shaped scar that looked agitated and of course emerald green eyes that he took a swift glance at before he passed out. The same eyes he had come to love for some time.

"James, he looks exactly like you" Sirius broke the silence having kept a sharp look on James his mind on the exact same thoughts James was having.

"I know Sirius, he called me dad" James spoke lifting his gaze from the boy and facing Sirius right in front of him.

"I heard him" Sirius responded. Sirius looked down at the boy in front him. He looked exactly like James, only a little bit younger. His eyes followed from his jaw to his nose up the scar that seemed irritated.

"hmm" he muttered. Placing his hand on the boy's forehead. He found it burned like boiling water. He lifted his hand and fixed his gaze to the boy's face. He could see it now the sweat beads running down the side of his forehead.

"Prongs! He has a blazing fever!" Sirius raised his voice with traces of Worry, looking at James.

"Come on Padfoot lets, get him to the hospital wing and get Dumbledore" James said getting up and pulling out his wand. He performed the levitating charm, making Harry float through air just a few feet. Placing his wand back into his pocket he walked on one side of him in a hurried fashion as Sirius did on his other side, both of them watching Harry through the corners of their eyes.

"Prongs do you think it's Harry" Sirius said slowly looking from the boy to James the resemblance being great. James turned his swiftly looking at Sirius; his face had become rather pale.

"I don't know what would he be doing here? He can be a Death Eater in guise" James put in looking at the boy once more, straitening up just a bit his expression turning into a slight vivid alert.

"No James, I don't think a Death Eater would want to grace us with their presence here at Hogwarts of all places" Sirius answered almost seriously, shooting another glance at the floating body, now taking the stairs up.

"Besides Prongs look, he has a time turner and his uniform is different he's not from our time" Sirius pointed out observantly. James nodded examining the boy closely and noticing the different uniform and time turner that hung loosely around his neck.

"I don't know then Padfoot, Dumbledore will have to tell us" James answered shooting another glance at the boy. They moved quickly through the halls.

"Yes you are quiet Right Sirius, this young man is not from our time era" Dumbledore said softly examining the still sleeping Harry with his piercing blue eyes. After given him a fever inducer potion carefully not to choke the sleeping boy, Madame Pomfrey received help from both Sirius and James whom helped put the boy into a bed by the window. Dumbledore had been called along with Lily and her baby son Harry in her arms to find herself being rather shocked at the display and the resemblance between the boy and her husband and her baby. Lily sat down next to James an arm around her shoulder comforting her, as they both remained yet rather strong.

"He has your eyes Lily" James spoke quietly. Lily turned her head to her husband looking at him thoughtfully.

Lily looked at him and back at the boy. She sighed deeply her chest rising with a heavy breath.

"Come now, I think it's best we let this young man have his peace there will be dining in the great hall tonight, and you're welcome to spend the night here" Dumbledore broke the sepulchral silence with in a whisper his eyes twinkling mysteriously. Both James and Lily smiled faintly. Sirius grinned tickling baby Harry that sat on his lap, giggling and prodding Sirius hands. Sirius lifted him up into his arms and handed him gently to Lily.

"Poppy please kindly call me when this young man stirs, I want to question him of his whereabouts" Dumbledore said with a gentle smile.

"Yes Headmaster" Madame Pomfrey replied as she made her way to her office. With that the four followed professor out through the halls.

The heavy beaming lights of the sun warmed his eyelids. Groaning, Harry found himself in the most comfortable and reliving position he has been for some time. His body felt heave with tiredness as well as his head, yet surprisingly enough his head felt pretty normal after the torment it was through. He tried to move but he found himself too warm and cuddled to stir. Besides, what happened? He asked himself mentally. His mind was working unbelievably slow, what had happened since last time? He swallowed some saliva in his almost dry mouth. His eyes opened slowly, the beams almost blinding him. His eyelids were too heave to lift, more than anything he wanted them to close and just sleep on, but he couldn't he'd seen something but what had he seen? He looked around the room. It was bright with curtains and other empty beds around him, he knew this place, it was the hospital wing, but was he doing here? Wait a second he thought the dream! The time turner! Ron, My dad it all came back to him like a rushing wave. He rose almost admittedly yet regretted it sooner than he thought his head swayed dizzily. He laid himself back down, his head resting on the soft pillow.

"Up I see" Came the soft strict voice of Madame Pomfrey. Harry looked at her, strangely she didn't look the same the way he remembered, and she looked younger.

"Erm Madame Pomfrey how did I get here?" he asked. Madame Pomfrey shook her head surprised. Why surprised? I've ended up here more than an students in the entire school, Harry thought having noticed her expression.

"You were brought here right after almost taking out another young man in the Great Hall," another light voice answered. Harry turned his head slightly to the person whom now came into full view. Professor Dumbledore stood at the end of his bed his eyes twinkling as usual dressed in his long robes, his half-moon spectacles down from the bump of his crooked nose.

"Professor I—" he wasn't really sure what to ask. This seemed a little too strange for him. He opened his mouth once more to speak when professor Dumbledore beat him to it.

"Now my dear boy, what is your name? Yet I am rather sure you're Harry Potter, the Potters boy, what brings you to this time era?" he asked, seating himself in the chair that was once occupied by James.

"What do you mean professor?" Harry asked bewildered didn't he know that he was Harry. His attention remained on Dumbledore, his face serious yet quizzical and confused.

"You had this around your neck dear boy when you were found" Dumbledore said gently taking out the time turning piece from his pocket and showing it to Harry. Harry gasped, it finally sunk in, he had traveled back but in what time was he in? He remained tacit for some time. If he was in the right period he thought he was in then he really saw his father! His father! His mother would be here and Sirius! His heart leapt with joy, he hadn't felt this much happiness since the day Voldemort possessed him and said this much.

"Professor is James Potter here and Lily and Sirius Black?" Harry asked his voice shaking from anxiety. He held his breath; this was a matter of being in the right time or not actually meeting them.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Black were in fact the ones you bombarded flying down the stairs," Dumbledore answered gently with a smile.

"Am I correct to assume that you are Harry Potter?" He asked knowing the answer beforehand.

"Yes, James my dad Lily's-my mum and Sirius is my Godfather" he said slowly stuttering he couldn't believe it! He's back in their time. His parents were here! But then so was Voldemort and Peter the traitor. He processed that thought quickly that he almost flew out of bed.

"Professor!" Harry blurted having up quickly ignoring the dizziness.

"Professor! You have to do something about-" but before he could even begin to tell him about Peter and his plans and Sirius, Dumbledore had swiftly raised his arm and performed the silencing charm. Why did he do that? He felt a hot bolt of anger slip in his stomach! This was important! His parent's lives were at stake! They needed to know Peter is the traitorous snake! He tried speaking but no sound would come out, he felt highly annoyed angry.

"Now Harry, I am sorry but you cannot by any terms reveal anything of what is to come to me or anyone of this time zone," He answered quietly having read the boys expression, having known that he was about to reveal information he could not learn of yet.

"You must understand, your parents and Godfather already have seen you and know of who you are, their entire existence as well as your own are at stake. If you were to reveal anything of their future you would create a time paradox. Meaning all that has happened would change to another alternate world." Dumbledore stopped.

"Am I correct here to have assumed that you have stumbled to this time only by mere accident?" he asked. Harry nodded his head softly, a complete bloody accident. He answered fuming inwardly.

"I am going to remove the spell from you now, do you understand? You must promise me you will not say anything" Dumbledore looked at him waiting for his nod of a promise. Harry sighed angrily, Bollocks! This isn't equitable! He sighed. The hot anger was fading slowly, he knew Dumbledore had a point, but if he could just change that one event, that one night, if only he could. But then there was the event with Sirius. A knot formed in his throat as he tried to swallow it. Or I can change the night Sirius, don't think about it! He commanded his mind, taking a breath. He opened and closed his eyes coming out of his thoughts, and looking up at Dumbledore. Fine I won't say a word. He bitterly thought as He nodded his head defeated.

Dumbledore raised his hand and removed the spell. Harry opened his mouth to speak, to protest, at least Dumbledore needed to know what was going to happen.

"Harry, you've been given an opportunity to witness history, to see your parents and Godfather at this age. I know there must have been injustices in your live and things that if just could be changed can help your past. But you must not tamper with the past, you've agreed to a sacred promise that disenables from doing so at some extent" he paused looking serious at Harry. Harry sighed once more inwardly looking outside the window across his bed and another for a second and back

"Take advantage of this opportunity" Dumbledore said clearly his eyes twinkling mysteriously with some hints of sadness attached to them.

"Professor, am I going to see my parents?" Harry asked rather unsurely. He had a strange feeling that he wouldn't be able to after the promise he made, and the looks Dumbledore kept making.

"Yes, they will be here shortly, you will be living with them until we can repair the time turner that brought you here" he answered gently. Harry broke into a short smile. He was going to see his parents! His parents he'd seen them once before in Snape's Pensive but now he was going to see them together and Sirius again. At the thought of him his features contorted into a frown. He starred down at his bed sheets that he clutched in his hands. His heart having dropped, Sirius, it's my fault he died. He sighed.

"Now Harry, you must rest, you were rather ill when you were found" Dumbledore broke the silence once more. Giving Harry an inquisitive look. Harry shrugged his shoulders, letting go of the sheets that were creased now from his clutch. He nodded his head slightly. Dumbledore stood up from his seat taking a step forward looking at Harry with a deep serious expression.

"I must leave you now, but you must remember Promises between wizards are sacred and cannot be broken, never the less we will be obliviated after you return" With that Dumbledore left him to Madame Pomfrey.

No Snape for a few days or school. He thought as he laid back down falling into a deep sleep once more.