A/N: Thanks for everyone who read this and I especially thank Ace Ryn Knight and LadyNightSky for their reviews. The following chapter I don't think is very interesting but I needed to write it to continue the plot. I also didn't really write it that well I think, but there wasn't really much I could do with it. Anyway, I suppose the readers would be the more accurate judge of that. Enjoy!

"Wow," Sirius said slowly, "I didn't expect that to happen."

"I guess there's always someone out there who feels the need to be kind for no reason," Remus said, "That was very nice of her."

"I'm glad she came along," added James, "I could barely walk two more feet. We've been walking all morning and I didn't get to sleep at all last night." He yawned emphatically.

"There are some benches over there," Peter said, "We could sit there for a while."

"What would be really nice," Sirius said sleepily, "Is a bed." But he and the others made their way to the benches gratefully.

"What now?" Remus said realistically once they had sat down, "We're in town, and we know what it's called, but that doesn't help us at all."

"I dunno," James said, yawning, "If there's a map then maybe we could see where we are better."

"Are we even in the same country?" Sirius mentioned, "I mean who knows where we ended up!"

"And how you suppose we can figure that out?" James said snidely," I mean, if we go up to someone and ask what country we're in, they'll think we're mad or something. Who would go into a different country and not know it?"

"Once again a map would be helpful," Remus said, "Or a newspaper."

"Where'll we get that from?"

Remus's eyes subconsciously trailed back to where the woman had dropped them off minutes before. His eyes read the sign on a store nearby, and a smile spread across his face. "A bookstore."

"Ah, Moony, a bookstore?" Sirius said indignantly, "Come on, do you have to go to books wherever you go?"

"It makes sense though," James told him, "We can probably find a map or a newspaper in there."

Sirius sighed. "Alright, let's go. We need to hurry and figure out where we are and get out. No stopping to read muggle books, okay Moony?"

Remus laughed. "Don't worry, I'll control myself."

The boys grudgingly got off the bench and trudged towards the bookstore.

"Wait!" Sirius called as they all had reached the door. "I can't go in."

"Why not?"

"I have no shirt on at all," Sirius said, "The sign says I have to to go in." He pointed lazily at the door.

"Wormtail, give Padfoot your jumper," James said carelessly.

"What? Why?"

"You have one of those grubby undershirts on so if you took your jumper off they'll still let you in."

Peter regretfully removed his sweater, cringing in the cold air. Sirius slipped it over his head. After this was through, the boys walked into the store.

It was a small, quaint bookstore but it was quite crowded. Remus imagined that in a small town like this, this store was probably the only one of its kind. Though secretly he wondered what it was that muggles read, Sirius did have a point. They had an urgent problem, and there was little time to waste on anything else.

"Whoa… This has to be wrong."

Remus was broken out of his thoughts by James, who stood holding a newspaper he had found with a very confused look on his face.

"What? The date's right. We were in forest on the 21st, and now it's morning, so it should be the 22nd." Sirius peered over his friends shoulder.

Remus leaned over and read the date on the top of the newspaper. It read November 22, 2006. It had to be wrong. It had to be. They couldn't have possibly gone into the future…

"Did you read the year, Padfoot?" James said, with a hint of hysteria in his voice.

"No…" Sirius whispered in disbelief after he paused to read it, "There has to be something wrong with this newspaper…"

"Excuse me sir," came the voice of Peter, who the boys in their shock had forgotten about, "But what is the year?"

"2006," answered the man, staring at Peter as if he had sprouted another head.

"Why'd you do that for?" Sirius asked open-mouthed, "He must think you're mad!"

"Doesn't matter," Remus remarked, "Now there can be no doubt about the year."

"2006…" James said slowly, "Wow. Did we really travel into the future?"

"Appears so," said Remus.

"We still need to figure out where we are," Sirius mentioned, "2006 isn't that far into the future that Hogwarts would be gone."

"Then let's go look for maps," James announced decisively.

The boys nodded at each other and wandered around the store, never wandering too far from each other.

James found that his mind was not entirely on the search. He was distracted, both by the rather shocking fact that they were in the future and by the strange feeling of emptiness he had in his stomach, which seemed to increase with his every step.

"If we're in the future," Remus thought, as he scanned the sections for anything to do with maps, "That would explain why there was no moon. The cycles would be different here… Which would mean that the next full moon could be tomorrow and I'd have no clue… I need to find out, quick before tonight comes and I might hurt someone…" He also began to scan the sections for calendars.

"This is so cool," Sirius thought, as he distractedly looked for maps. He tugged the sweater he borrowed from Peter down, as it was too short for him. "I am in the future. When we find out where we are and try and find Hogwarts, I might be able to find where my future-self is. That would be so cool, meeting yourself in the future. I wonder what I am doing now. I bet it's something cool." He looked up from a bookshelf and watched a tall blonde girl walk by a nearby bookshelf.

"Hey, Prongs, look," he whispered, gesturing James over, "The girls are even better in 2006."

James smiled. "We should ask her where the maps are."

"Screw the maps, we could just talk to her. I'm sure we've still got it with girls even in the future."

"We're supposed to be focused on looking for maps." Remus sighed.

"We're focused, Moony. It's just what you focus on is different from what we like to."

"I think searching for maps is a little more urgent."

"Shh. It's not going to take that long. It can wait." Sirius and James continued to stare at the girl.

"Hey guys, the kid on this cover looks just like James!"

"Really? Let me see!" Sirius's attention left the girl. He turned and grabbed the book from Peter.

"Wow Prongs, look! He looks just like you!"

"No he doesn't. I'm much better looking. Plus, his eyes are the wrong color and he has an ugly scratch on his head."

"That doesn't look like a map to me," Remus said shortly.

"I didn't say exactly like you. Sure there are some differences and the picture is weird, but the resemblance is quite noticeable."

"He has your last name too!" Peter squealed with delight.

"He's playing Quidditch," Sirius remarked. "A wizard must have written this book."

"Whoever it is will be in big trouble if any wizards find out. They're selling this in a Muggle bookstore. That's bound to break a few laws."

"A wizard wrote it?" Remus said, suddenly interested. If they could figure out where the author was then maybe he or she could help them get back to Hogwarts or the wizard world.

"I assume so, considering he's playing Quidditch."

"Let me see," Remus said, taking the book from Sirius. He began to read the back of the book frantically.

"Now you're interested. Tired of looking for stupid maps?"

"What a strange book. I wonder if it's popular," Remus thought aloud, ignoring Sirius.

"You don't know what that book is?" remarked a loud voice nearby. The boys looked up and saw a girl about their age skimming the shelves nearby. "I just walked by now," she said apologetically, scanning their shocked faces. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Honestly, all I heard was you saying it was a strange book."

"Why would we know what that book is?" Sirius asked indignantly.

The girl laughed and threw her dark hair over her shoulder. "The Harry Potter series is probably the most popular series in the world," she said emphatically. "Everyone's heard of it."

"Well we haven't," said James.

The girl looked at them as if they were from another planet. "Where have you guys been? They're huge. There've sold millions if not billions of copies sold. There are movies about them, fan clubs about them. Hell, even clothes stores sell T-shirts of it!"

"It's that big?"

"Hell yeah. They're huge. Plus, they're pretty damn awesome. I love those books with a passion.

"What are they about?"

The girl snorted. "I'm not giving it away. The plot's too involving anyway for me to explain it to you. If you wanna know so badly, read them. I'd hurry if I were you too, because the last book is going to be out in the summer."

"Uh…Thank you."

"No problem," she said offhandedly, "Any time. Hope you guys like the books, bye!" She waved as she left, two books tucked under her arms.

"How weird," Peter commented, "If those books are so popular, the Muggles must know everything."

Remus continued to look at each of the books in the series which were lined in a row on the bookshelf. "This might give us some information," Remus said, not really paying much attention. "If the author is a wizard or something, we might be able to find whoever it is and they can help us get back home."

"Or not," Sirius said.

"It'll still be cool," James said, "To see what the Muggles know."

"Look at this," Remus said stiff with shock, pausing on one of the pages of the books, "Our nicknames."

According to the table of contents, chapter eighteen of one of the books was titled Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs.

"How the hell did that happen?" James said incredulously. "No one knows about that, and these are just books someone wrote for the Muggles."

"Maybe in the future we know the author," Sirius supplied, "And we told her."

"I wanna know what it says about us!" Peter said excitedly. "Let's get them!"

"We have no money," Remus said slowly, "At least not Muggle money, but I think we should get it too."

"Well besides the books," James said, "We have another, more important mystery to solve: Where are we?"

"And another more urgent one," Sirius added, "We need a place to stay, and food."

"Oh," Remus said quietly, "I need a calendar." He just remembered his urgent need for one.

"What? Why?"

"The full moons would be different in the future," he whispered, "And it would be good to figure out when they were."

"We could just find one," James said, "And not buy it. We could see when the next one is and work it from there."

"Okay, let's find a calendar," Sirius agreed, "Then after that we're out of here to think of a place to stay."

"What about the map?" Peter asked, "Don't we need to find out where we are?"

Remus sighed. "Yeah, I guess we have to do that too."

"Alright," Sirius noted, "We're looking for a calendar and a map."

"Good, now focus. All of you," Remus said sternly, "We're in a strange new time and we have a lot to do."

"Alright, alright Moony, jeez," James said lazily, "We get it. We'll focus."

"Though," Sirius said "It would be a whole lot easier if I wasn't so damn tired."

Yawning, all of the boys began to search for a calendar and a map, though they all wished they were asleep in the warm, comforting four-poster beds of Hogwarts.