Chapter 7- Second thoughts

"James, are you alright? James!" the voice echoed in Harry's head. He felt groggy and a pain on the back of his head was thumping loudly. Voices were whispering loudly around him, but he could not comprehend what they were saying. All he could remember was Ron and Hermione questioning a boy who looked a lot like him. Who had asked questions about him? Harry knew who it was of course, but how was he able to see that when he had switched places with his teenage father? Someone had now started patting his face and others were helping him up.

"What was that?" Black snapped. "You almost had him. I've never seen you lose so much control." Moony was now examining Harry carefully.

"Does anything hurt of feel broken?" he asked. Harry was too shocked to have any sort of coherent sound come from his mouth, so he shook his head no, making the pain in his head worse.

Then it came to him. He had been on the last leg of the second lap when it had happened. Harry remembered looking back and forth from Snape to the blond girl at the finish when he was bumped. Snape had tried to knock him off his broom- something that Harry didn't have a problem with. Quidditch had helped him with that fear. Why; however, had he had such a problem with it this time?

"James?" it was Lily. She spoke calmly, but her eyes were in a panic. "Are you alright?" She was fixing the glasses askew on his nose. "That was some accident. You flew right into the wall. It was like you didn't even see it was there."

"Yes, you should get your glasses checked, Potter. That race was all too easy."

Harry couldn't see much, but by the sneer on the person's face, he knew Snape had made that comment.

"You just got lucky!" Black bellowed.

"Yes, I'm sure. What you would call luck, I would call skill."

"You are right. Being a constantly malicious asshole does take skill." Harry heard Moony say.

"Aw, go home and cry to your mum," Snape retorted. "Oh wait. You don't have one."

"Harry had never seen Moony so mad in his life. He knew him as a polite older professor who was kind and endearing. That must have come with age, because this Moony had none of that. Before anyone would stop him, Moony had tackled Snape to the ground and started hitting him in the face. To Harry's amazement, none of his friends had tried to stop him. Snape was bleeding from his nose and Moony wasn't letting up. Punching him in anyplace that Snape wasn't covering at the moment, Moony continued until a woman in black robes pulled him off.

"Mr. Lupin. I have never seen such behavior, especially from you! Twenty points from your house!" a professor with long wooden-colored hair reprimanded.

"Twenty points isn't so bad," Black whispered when he saw the disappointment on Moony's face.

"And detention tonight. Meet me in my office after supper."

"Now THAT; that is bad." Black added. Moony groaned. Snape smiled.

"This never happens to me." He straightened up. "But Snivellius deserved it." Harry thought about a few days earlier when Ron said that Malfoy had deserved the dung bomb. It seemed so long ago. He thought of all the events that had happened over the past few days. Then he remembered the handkerchief and quill. He thought of what the quill had written. He got curious about the message.

"Black?" Harry asked.

"Yeah?"

"What is 'the hideout about the sky?'"

"A hide out about the sky? I'm not sure I understand?"

"Oh never mind. It was just a question." Harry said quickly. Harry watched as Lupin sat on the grass with disappointment in his eyes. Harry was getting nervous and started to get a knot in his stomach. Should he be here? This wasn't his life. What if he messed up a past and made it so he never lived? But if it was such a problem why would Dumbledore trust him with that kind of magic?

"Hey Potter, are you ok?" questioned Black.

"Yeah, I just have a headache. I think I'm going to lie down in the dorm." he said. He walked over to the professor and told her what was wrong.

"Anything for you James," The professor said winking. Harry started to walk toward the portrait hole. It's obvious that the glasses are changing me and bringing me here, Harry thought. That must mean that Dad is with Ron and Hermione. The thought made Harry smile a bit.

"James Potter," Harry told the Fat Lady.

"Yes you are!" she giggled as she moved aside. Harry ignored her and walked up to the dorm.

Does Dumbledore want me to fix something that took place here? Harry racked his brain till his eyes hurt. He had had enough. He took off the glasses and set them on the dresser. He shut his eyes for a minute and opened them again. Not sure if it worked, Harry jumped out of bed grabbed his glasses and ran down to the commons. He needed to find something of someone who would tell him where he is. Just then, a red-haired person walked through the portrait hole.

"Ron!" Harry cried.

"Ron? I've heard you call me a lot of silly pet names but never Ron!" said Lily. Harry gulped and thought,

I'm stuck.

AN: I just wanted to thank all of you who have been reading and reviewing and I thought I would answer a few questions and things.

JamieBell: Thanks for always reading my things. Your comments mean a lot to me.I know alot of people have been commenting on the fact that Lily helped out James and Co. when she would probably be angry at them during fifth year. That scene was actually written before the fifth book came out and I really wasn't sure if I wanted to change it or not. I guess readers can take one of two routes: (1) It is an AU, or (2) OotP only trutly stated that Lily didn't like James in their 6th year. Maybe in their 5th they were in cahoots with each other. It's up to you. Also James doesn't switch glasses with Harry, that is going to be important later. Thought I would clear it up.

Pain Revisited: This was such a compliment to have you really like my time travel stuff. I think the more and more you read my things (hopefully) the more you will see I like the idea of going back into time. It makes you think A LOT!

Leoking: I got on the computer last night and was flabbergasted by your critque! No one had ever given me such great advice. I didn't take it in a bad way at all! I was so shocked you spent that much time to tell me, in detail, what you think of my writing. Wow, I will really try and take all of what you said to heart. I know I shouldn't be making excuses but I have always felt that ' If it doesn't really pertain to the plot, don't put it in the story.' I think that is why my chapters are so short. I will try and add more random stuff in there but it's really going against my mind set. Thank you so much again.

Thanks again to all! And I hope you enjoyed this chapter!