Disclaimer: I once again do not own Harry Potter or any other related junk…I also would like to say this will not be a cliff hanger because I am being blackmailed by my friends and I also have to have this chapter and another by the end of this week or I will not be seeing the light of day for a long time…mean friends…
Time Slip
Chapter Five
Who Are You?
The room was silent as everyone took in or tried to take in what the book was implying. "It's not possible…" Michael said quietly, looking first at his son then at Harry. "This just is not possible…"
Karen slowly walked up to Harry and…poked him in the ribs, making him jerk away with a funny sounding noise. "Wow. It's not a hallucination…he's ticklish."
"Well of course he's not a hallucination!" Sirius said indignantly from his seat on the table. Everyone looked at him.
"And you how do you know this?" James asked angrily looking first at him then at Harry.
Sirius smirked. "Because I am all knowing!" Everyone, except Harry, glared at him. He through his hands up in defeat. "Damn…I am just kidding! Don't you all give me the death glare all at once…the true reason now. He is not a hallucination because I can touch him. I've been touching him since I first saw him in my house." The temporarily ignored Harry blushed at his statement, but since he was being ignored, it does not matter.
"Then tell me this." Remus said. "How do you know that he isn't a deatheater?"
Sirius seemed to give this a lot of thought. "Well…because he hasn't hurt any of us and if he had wanted to he could've done it when we first met. If anything, he would be an Auror. He knows plenty of magic. And besides, he doesn't give off an evil vibe now does he? Also, if you don't trust that, then look at his arm."
When the room had been quiet for a few minutes, and no one grabbed Harry's arm, Michael finally spoke up, breaking the silence. "That's true Sirius. Besides, the house is charmed to not allow evil in…so Harry could not be wanting to do harm."
"Also, the book never lies." Karen said quite cheerfully. She turned to Harry, smiled, and engulfed him in a hug. "Nice to meet you Harry! I'm your grandmother Karen. You may call me Grandma or Karen if you like!" When Karen pulled back and smiled even more brightly at Harry, he had the sudden urge to cry. No one had ever done that…sadness and happiness washed over him in waves. It must have shone on his face because his grandmother said, "Oh dear! I didn't mean to make you depressed dear…"
Harry smiled at her feeling happiness had won the battle. "No, you didn't make me sad." She looked relieved.
Suddenly a huge shadow fell over Harry. He looked up to see his grandfather standing next to his wife. He smiled and stuck out his hand to Harry. "I'm also happy to meet you Harry. You may call me Michael or Grandpa." Harry took his hand and nodded agreement. Karen looked up at her husband and smiled and he looked down at her and smiled back. There was a growl and everyone in the room turned to see a red faced James. "What's wrong son?" Michael asked concernedly.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a deadly quiet voice. "What's wrong!" he then shouted.
"Oh, shut up Potter." Remus said seriously as he walked up to Harry. He smiled and stuck his hand out. "Hi, I'm Remus Lupin. It's nice to meet you, but if I were you I wouldn't admit to being James' son…he's slightly mental." Harry took his hand shook it.
"Oh and you have room to talk Lupin?" James asked. He turned to Harry. "You didn't admit who you were at first!"
"Would you have believed me?" Harry asked quietly. James just glared at him. "I didn't think so…"
James growled again. "That doesn't matter! How did you get here?"
Everybody looked at Harry and when he opened his mouth to explain, Peter spoke up. "Shouldn't Sirius know?" Since everyone turned to look at Sirius, they didn't notice that Harry had given the death glare to Peter.
He, Sirius, smiled. "Of course I know why he was in my house!" After that was said, he crawled on all fours to Harry. He smiled at him, there faces on perfect level with each other, and moved his head closer to Harry's ear. Harry's heart stopped and started up again painfully as Sirius whispered in his ear, "How did you get into my house?" Suddenly you heard a deep sigh, a smack, and a yelp from Sirius. He turned his head away from Harry and glared at Remus. "What was that for?"
Remus glared at him. "That was for not asking earlier."
"You really can't blame me!" Sirius said with a pout, still rubbing his head. "I thought he was James and when I figured out he wasn't, I brought him straight here. So, I had no time to ask him you annoying, pig-headed, royal pain-in-the-arse mongrel…"
Remus raised his eyebrow at him. "I'm the mongrel?"
"Yes…" Sirius said we a glare at him. Remus smirked. Harry had the sudden urge to grab Sirius around the waist and smirk back at Remus. Harry couldn't believe he was feeling that…or why…he must have been blushing, because Sirius turned back to him and smiled. "You look like a flaming tomato darling." Harry's eyes went wide and he blushed even more. Sirius cracked out laughing.
After a while, James sighed. "That's enough Paddy." Sirius glared at him. "I don't care at the moment for you and Remus' lover spats; all I want to know is how my 'son' got here." He said son in a very sarcastic voice.
Remus, Sirius, and Harry glared at him. "Fine." Harry said. "If I could talk without being interrupted, I could explain." All the occupants in the room became quiet and they all looked at Harry. Harry took a deep breath, "I really don't know exactly how I got here." He sighed with the looks some of the occupants, mainly James, were giving him. "Hold up. All I know was that I was walking in Grimmauld Place around midnight in my times, which was 1997, and I was confronted by Remus." Everyone looked startled. "No, nothing bad…I mean we just talked and such and I told him to go back to bed, that I just didn't feel like sleeping. So I started walking again, and I found a hall and a door that I never remember seeing. So as I started walking, the chimes for midnight went off and when I opened the door, the twelve strike happened and a blinding white light knocked me out. And then I wound up here. Well, I mean in Sirius home, this time."
Everyone in the room looked at him like he was not all there in the head. "Well…that is a probable answer." Michael said after a moment. "The Black house is one of the most magically houses in the wizarding world."
"YAY!" Karen squealed and everyone turned there stares at her. "My grandson has come back to visit me! Did we know each other well in the future?"
Harry frowned. "Sadly, no…I never met you. I never met Michael either…"
"Oh…" she said sadly, then perking up again. "But you must have heard of us! James and his wife must have told you tons about us!"
Harry felt even sadder. "No…sorry, but I never really knew James or…my mother. And before you even ask, no, I never met Sirius, Remus, or Peter until I was 13."
Everyone looked so shocked. "Where the bloody fuck was I?" Sirius asked angrily.
Harry looked like he was debating with himself again. He sighed. "I don't think I can tell you…and I don't think I can say who my mother is or anything, because I can't screw up the future." 'No matter how much the future is screwed up…' Harry added mentally.
Everyone was once again quiet. They were all letting this sink in. Suddenly a slow smile spread across James face. "Okay, son!" he said cheerfully, and this time he didn't sound the least bit sarcastic. He ran to Harry and hugged him. "It's very nice to meet you son! And since we apparently had no time in the future, I will make it up now! The other Marauders will to, wont 'cha?" James asked, looking at the others while still hugging Harry.
"Hell yes!" Sirius yelled, jumping up. He was still on the table. "I don't know where the bloody hell we all disappeared to, but I sure as hell am making it up now!"
Remus smiled and nodded his agreement and Peter smiled and agreed with a huge nod that made you wonder if he was scrambling his brains. "Now that that is all settled," Karen said. "We can go to the kitchen and have dinner! I expect that all of are spending the night tonight?" Everyone in the room nodded and Sirius jumped off the table and grabbed one of Harry's hands. Suddenly, James smacked him hard on the back of the head.
"OUCH! BLOODY FUCK! WHAT IS IT? IS TODAY ABUSE PADFOOT DAY?" Sirius shouted really loudly into Harry's ear and the rest of the room.
James glared at him, grabbed Harry by the wrist, and dragged him towards him. "That was for 'touching', as you so charmingly put it early, my son. And you are to keep touching my son to a minimum Mr. Padfoot…I don't want your mental cooties to get all over my perfectly sane son."
Sirius glared at him. "I will touch your son as much as I want Mr. Prongs…" After he said that, he looked totally disgusted with himself. "EWWW! NO, NO, NO! I don't mean it like THAT!"
James glared at him and followed the others, while dragging Harry, who were leaving the room and going down the hall. "And this is why I do not want you touching my son Mr. Padfoot." He then huffed, stuck his noise in the air and disappeared down the hall with Harry being dragged behind him and Sirius bringing up the rear muttering about perverted stags who really needed to take residence outside of the gutter...
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