Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Harry Potter, so don't sue!

A/N: Okay...My computer is a piece of crap, as some of you already know. So, I am writing this fanfiction because it will be shorter than Knowing the Future, so it won't be as easy to loose on my computer. I am working on getting a new computer, so I will be completing Knowing the Future...eventually.

Of Lost Time

Chapter 1

Harry Potter sat in his room, reading a letter he had received from his godfather. Basically the letter said they were trying to get him out of Privet Drive as soon as possible. He had also mentioned that there were a few guests staying at headquarters. Harry was curious to know who these "guests" were.

More then anything, he wanted to get of this house. He wanted to see his friends, and Sirius, and Lupin. He missed all of them.

There was a month left before he had to return to Hogwarts, and he was hoping he could spend it with Sirius.

Just then, he heard a tapping on the window and looked to see Pig, Ron's owl, with a letter in his beak. Harry walked across the room and opened the window, so that Pig could fly in. He took the letter from his beak and opened it. It was another letter from Sirius.

Harry,

We're coming to get you tomorrow morning. Make sure you're all packed. A woman will bring you here. Sorry I can't say anymore.

Snuffles

Harry grinned. He was leaving tomorrow morning. He ran around the room and began to pack his things. He packed all day long and didn't stop until Petunia called him down for dinner.

He left his room and headed to the dining room. Once he sat down, he looked at his Uncle Vernon and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

Vernon glared but didn't say anything. "What time?" he snapped.

"Umm...I don't know...the letter just said tomorrow morning." Said Harry.

"Well tomorrow morning could be anywhere between the time of twelve and eleven in the morning." Said Petunia angrily.

"I'll just get up at six and wait. You don't have to get up. I wouldn't want you to miss out on your beauty sleep."

"Oh, we'll be up," snarled Vernon, "Just to make sure you and your freaky friends don't try any funny business."

Harry woke up at 5:30 then next morning, and took a shower. He got dressed and went downstairs to fix himself a bowl of cereal. When he was done, he went back upstairs to finish packing his things. He was donw by 8:00, and that's when Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia woke up. He lugged his things downstairs and sat down on the couch, waiting for the woman who was supposed to pick him up.

Every minute seemed like an hour to Harry. Dudley had come down somtime and clicked on the television, occasionally laughing like a heffer.

"So," said Petunia, "Where is this friend of yours?"

"She'll be here," replied Harry.

And, about an hour later, she was. The doorbell rang and Harry jumped up and ran for the door. When he opened it, he was a beautiful young woman (A/N: I'm not trying to make a Mary Sue here, it just happens to be that she's beautiful.), with black shoulder length hair and a dark tan. Harry noticed that she was pregnant. She smiled at him, and said, "Hello, Harry," and stuck her hand out in front of him. He took it and shook it politely.

"All my stuff's ready to go," said Harry.

"Alright," she said with another smile. She came in through the door and went straight for the pile of luggage next to the door. "Is this everything?" she asked.

"Yes," said Harry as he picked up one end of his trunk. "How are we getting there?"

"By car," said the woman, "I'm driving. You go on and put this in the trunk, and I'll get these." She pointed down to three bags filled with clothes.

"Alright," said Harry, already heading outside.

When everything was packed in the car, they walked back inside and told Petunia and Vernon they would be leaving now.

"Good," said Uncle Vernon.

The woman smiled at them before placing a hand on Harry's back, and ushering him out of the house and into the car.

Once they were moving, she said, "I know you have a lot of questions, Harry. And if you want, I can try to answer them to the best of my ability."

"Oh. Okay." Said Harry. "Who are you?"

"Oh," she said with a laugh, "Sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I just thought you would want to get out of there as soon as possible. I know how that goes, too. My parents were horrible. Anyway...I'm Mira." She smiled again, "Mira Lupin."

A/N: Mira is pronounced like Meera.

Okay...sorry for it being so short and boring. But, I had to get it out of the way. I promise you this will be good! This is only 3 ½ pages, but all my other chapters will be at least 7 pages long. I should have the next chapter up by tomorrow night. I already have it written. Please Review!