A/N: this is chapter 3, in about 2 chapters Harry will appear in their time, I just need to figure out how and after I add some more information about the future so the people know. More characters like Luna, Neville, and Ginny will appear as well as Draco and his cronies. Please R&R if you would like or have any questions. Sorry this chapter was so short, I'll make the next one longer, its just I thought this was a nice cliffy to end it on. You'll hear other people's povs in later chapters but I like using James pov mostly because later on it will be a lot of Harry/James/Sirius/Remus bonding as well as lily. Thankies!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter etc…

Chapter 3: The argument

James watched in transfixed horror and shock as a vision of what looked like himself walk down the isle to the Gryffindor table. The other 2 beside him were taller then him by about a foot. The girl walked with her head slightly in the air, kind of like lily did. He could almost sense a know-it-all air about her. The boy on the other side of the James look alike was tall and gangly. He was taller then the girl by about 5 inches. If James calculated right they looked about 15-16, with the exception of his look alike. The kid in the middle seemed to hold an air of leadership, kind of like him and the marauders. His hair was messy and unruly like his, every feature screamed James, except the height and his nose was slightly smaller. When the Boy looked up at James though he had to do a double take.

Green eyes pierced right through him like a cold bucket.

Even though the trio was all white like a ghost, the middle persons eyes were the only colour visible.

A brilliant shade of green.

So familiar…

He shook his head out of his musings as the 3 sat down at the table, right on top of 3 innocent Gryffindors who screamed and jumped away fearfully. All the occupants of the room were focused on them, they had yet to speak…

"Ronald Billius Weasley!"

The shock of the girls shout made the kids shrivel back in fear and awe.

The Bushy haired girl didn't seem to mind being loud, and frowned at the gangly kid who James summarized must be Ron.

"Since when did I not remind you to not leave you're homework until the last minute?" The boy-Ron looked at her incredulously. "And skip quiditch? No way! We have a game this weekend! We can't loose to Slytherin!" at the mention of Slytherin he cast a dark look towards them.

The real Slytherin's slinked back slightly at his glare. Even though he couldn't see them it was still pretty scary to have Ron glaring at you. Weasley tempers were ferocious.

The girl Muttered something under her breathe that sounded suspiciously like "boys!"

James had to hide a smirk that was tugging at his lips. The group sounded a lot like him and the marauders. Remus was always reminding them about homework…

"Do you guys ever stop arguing?"

The hall them concentrated their focus on the shorter kid who looked exactly like James-almost.

The girl huffed. "I' am not a guy! And we weren't arguing!" The kid quirked a brow at her, giving James the impression that He didn't quite believe her words.

"Whatever 'Mione" he looked down at his ghost like plate (which had appeared earlier) Taking a deep breathe he sighed darkly. The sadness that crossed his face almost broke James heart. The kid looked up again, right at James. James shivered the stare was one that Dumbledore gave him sometimes. As if he was looking right through him.

The Girl who James now knew was called 'Mione, looked at him sadly "Harry…it's the second day back…maybe you should eat something?"

Harry? James almost laughed at the irony. He and his wife decided if the baby were a boy it would be named Harry…

The boy now known as Harry looked down at his plate again. Another expression crossed his face. It looked almost like…anger?

"Harry…?"

Ron meekly looked at (what James assumed) was his best friend. The mixed emotions on Harry's face were so jumbled up that it was hard to tell how he was feeling. But something that James saw in his eyes made him cringe in almost…fear? Sadness? He didn't know, but it was scary all the same.

Harry Hurriedly stood up and pushed his plate on the floor in anger. Every line in his face had decided on one emotion. Anger. It was scary too see Harry's face etched every line with anger and frustration. "What Ron?! Going to tell me it isn't my fault again?! Because I've already heard!" The look on Ron's face was one acquainted to hurt and fear. Obviously this Harry person was not one to mess with.

"Harry! There is no reason to get angry and shout at us! All we wanted to do was help you! And you always shove us away! Why?!" 'Mione shouted angrily back at Harry. James could see the tension that was building up among the people in the great hall from his time. This could turn nasty.

The Harry kid stood up angrily "Because I don't need you're sympathy!" These words must have stung the girl though for she got up and left the hall in tears. Ron looked at Harry in anger as well now and got up facing harry.

"She's you're friend! I'm you're friend! All were doing is sticking beside you through tough and thin, and you yell at us? I nearly got my ass killed trying to help you fight off those death eaters at the department of mysteries!"

Those words seemed to have gone to far though. Harry no longer looked angry, instead such a wave of sadness and frustration was imitating form him James could almost feel it.

"S-sorry…" He chocked out. "J-J-us don't mention that p-place again…"

Ron nodded slowly and made his way out of the hall after Hermione. The kid named Harry slumped down in his seat. Looking down at his now empty plate he whispered so softly that James had to strain to hear him.

"I'm sorry Sirius"