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Chapter 4

Heavy Burden

"Please sit down" Dumbledore began calmly. "I need to know a few things before I begin my explanation. What is your name?"

"Sir, It's me—Sirius Black!" Dumbledore's face quickly turned to a face of sorrow and Sirius could have sworn that he wiped away a frail tear. "As I thought, yes, can you tell me today's date?" "Um, well, September 2nd I believe." "And the year?" "1975, Professor, really you're acting as though I hit my head and might have amnesia. I'm fine, but where are James and Remus and Peter?" "Soon, Mr. Black, soon. Now, you are in your 7th year am I correct?" "Professor, I'm starting to think that you're the one with amnesia. I know that you couldn't forget me that fast, who could?" Sirius chuckled to himself, but soon saw that Dumbledore was not at all joking.

"I have some grave news Mr. Black. Please look over to that large calendar on your left and tell me the date." "Sir, its September 2nd, like I said." "And the year, Sirius, tell me the year?" "Okay, looks like it says 19—BLOODY HELL! ITS 1995!" Sirius immediately started pacing and murmuring to himself—a nervous habit of his. "Sirius, please sit down. We have much to discuss. First of all, you are correct in that the year is 1995. By some event unknown to me you have traveled through time a total of twenty years and thus stand before me today. Tell me, do you have any idea how you came to be here."

A thought suddenly hit Sirius—the letter! He fumbled through his pocket until he came upon the mysterious letter. He gave it to Dumbledore and he read it with as calm as an expression as always. It read:

Sirius Black,

You have been chosen for a deed most trying and difficult. It will be a great adventure, yes, but it will be arduous. The adventure will not always be the most difficult, but simply living each day will be a challenge in itself. There are things you must overcome—enemies, friends, love, many secrets, and most importantly time. I can only provide the beginning of the adventure, and the rest is up to you. You have been chosen, you alone may fulfill this task. You must examine carefully your every action because you will affect more people than just yourself. This is your story and I must impress upon you the seriousness of its plot. More importantly, you must carefully devise, plan, and decide its ending.

Time is on your side, Good Luck!

This didn't seem to change anything in Dumbledore's mind. It was as though it was irrelevant to him. "Sirius, it seems as though you will be staying in this time for a considerable amount of time. There are of course many precautions we must take. It is a dangerous thing—time travel. We must do our best to make sure that you don't learn anything in this time that would affect the way you behave when you return. We must do our best to make sure that you don't discover anything that would tempt you to change the future when you go back to 1975. You understand that even the slightest change in your knowledge of the future could affect everyone's lives as we know it, don't you?"

"Yes sir."

"And I must impress upon you the seriousness of this situation. Not that I am accusing you of being nosy, but you must make a conscious effort to keep your mind from being tainted with knowledge of the future. There are several specific things that I must ask of you. First, stay on a first name only basis with all students. Don't ever ask someone's last name because many of the students of this time are children of those you know in your time. Second, please don't allow anyone to tell you stories of their family or of things happening in the world today. Use any excuse you can to stay away from newspapers or magazines or anything that would reveal something of a big nature to you."

"Sir, I have a problem. I already met a boy named... named Harry Potter."

"I see. Harry Potter is indeed of some relation to your close friend James Potter, as you can tell by the remarkable resemblance. I must ask you not to ask him anything about James and I urge you not to let him know that you ever knew James. It is very important that you not allow Harry to reveal anything of his past to you."

"Yes sir."

"Now, I fear that we must prepare for the worst. This perhaps may be the heaviest burden of them all. If you do happen to find out something from the future—no matter how painful it may be—you must not attempt to fix the problem when you return to the past. I am afraid that you will have to live with whatever you learn. There are indeed many disturbing things that I wish never would have happened, but attempting to save certain situations, or people, or things will alter life as we know it greatly. This is why I strongly urge you to submit yourself as little as possible to this time. As your letter said, "Simply living each day will be a challenge in itself." However, I am afraid that there is no other way. Lastly, I must insist that you make no attempts to learn anything of your future. To learn things of your own future would be devastating. I know this may seem disappointing and as though I am asking you to go through this time here not living at all, but rather hiding from the time, but it is for your own good. Now, I believe we need a new identity for you. Kyle Smith will be your name and your story is that you are my nephew and are visiting for the rest of the year from Durmstrang. You may tell Harry, Ron and Hermione that you are from the past, as I'm sure that clever Mrs. Granger has already caught on, but I must insist that you tell them your name is Kyle Smith. I do not wish for them to know too much. If you have any questions or need any assistance I am always here for you. You know my password, and my door is always open. I will give you sometime to think this over alone. If you will take this note to Mrs. McGonagall—I assume you remember her. There will be breakfast waiting for you in her office. She will get your schedule taken care of as well as robes and supplies for the year. I have missed you Sirius—having you at school that is. You always made things just a little more interesting. Goodbye for now."

Sirius walked out the door, overwhelmed by the information he just received. He walked past the stone gargoyle in a trance and ran straight into a beautiful brunette with warm chestnut eyes. He managed to grab her by the waist before she fell. "I'm so sorry, Hermione isn't it?" "Yes, and thank you, although I don't believe I ever caught your name." she replied. "Si—um, Kyle, Kyle Smith. I'm Dumbledore's nephew from Durmstrang; I'm staying with Dumbledore the remainder of the year because well, I can't stand my parents ('Which is the truth' he thought)." Well, I thought you might want a little company since you didn't seem to know anyone. The boys are in the common room waiting if you want to come." "That would be great" he said with a heart melting smile, "I have to see McGonagall first for my schedule, would you care to join me?" Hermione joined Sirius to visit McGonagall. She read some note that he handed her and then proceeded to fix his schedule. Sirius ate some breakfast and he and Hermione chatted quite amiably until Professor McGonagall interrupted, "Your schedule is done, and you may go Mr. Smith."

Hermione and Kyle walked up several flights of stairs heading for the Gryffindor common room. Hermione was amazed at his intellect and how easy it was to talk with him. He was amazed at well, but even more amazed by her beauty. (Hermione had grown up quite a lot over the years.) Her long golden brown hair flowed silkily down her back in soft curls. She was skinny, but not too skinny, and had curves in all the perfect places. Her eyes were an entire universe in themselves. He could study those eyes for days and not even begin to fathom what lay in their depths. She was taken by his charm and his sexy smooth voice. He had the body of a God and a mind to rival her own. She was definitely impressed. They were so deep in conversation (not to mention infatuation) that they didn't even notice that they had passed the portrait of the fat lady. Hermione blushed a deep crimson and Kyle merely smiled. "Mystify" she mumbled and they stepped through the portrait hole. He was careful not to trip, he was not anxious for another confrontation like the one that morning. His nose was still a little sore and he would have a black eye the following morning almost without a doubt.

He introduced himself as Kyle Smith, but this time told them all the truth. He told them that the sorting hat spoke of someone leaving and that he happened to be the one. He told them of the anonymous letter and he told them everything that Dumbledore had told him. He of course left out his true identity. He told them that his cover story was that he was Dumbledore's nephew from Durmstrang. He told them that he was to do his best not to learn anything about the future. The trio agreed to help him get settled in, but refrain from telling him any information of the future. They agreed to stay on first names only just in case. He really liked these people. 'Maybe this year won't be so bad' he thought. He soon realized that he had been staring at Hermione for about 2 minutes straight and she was starting to show a twinge of scarlet in her cheeks. He quickly looked down.

"Well, Kyle, what did you do for fun in your time?" Harry asked.

Kyle took this gratefully as a way to break the awkward silence. "Oh! Well, me and my friend Jam—um my friends, played Quidditch for the house team. I played beater. "

"That's excellent! I'm the Quidditch Captain and we just happen to be in need of a beater!" Harry said rather excitedly.

"Sounds great."

"Ron here is on the team too, he is our Keeper."

"Hey Gin, come over here!" Ron bellowed across the common room.

Sirius noticed that Harry became flustered and showed a faint hint of a blush when a pretty red-headed girl began walking their way.

"Ginny this is Kyle Smith. Kyle, this is my little sister Ginny. She is a chaser for the team. Ginny, Kyle is from Durmstrang and is Dumbledore's nephew."

"Nice to meet you" they both said in unison. Ginny giggled.

Sirius spent the next few hours getting to know Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny a little better. He was definitely intrigued by Hermione. He was just thinking that he would give her the honor of being his first girlfriend in 1995 when he remembered his resolution from the night before he left 1975. He had told himself that he would break the player image, and he was determined to follow through with that.

Later that night, Harry, Ron and Kyle were talking in their dormitory. Kyle had taken Dean's bed. "So Harry, what's going on with you and Ron's sister?" "Ron's head shot up and Harry's cheeks turned so red that he looked like a Christmas light with his red skin and emerald green eyes. "Nothing, nothing at all" he replied. "Well, in that case, you don't mind if I get to know her a little better do you?" "WHAT!" Harry said a little louder than he meant to. "Haha! I knew there was something there! I was just kidding. You'll learn soon that you can't lie to me. So tell me is Hermione seeing anyone?"

They spent another hour chatting, mostly about girls, before they started to head downstairs to the common room. They were meeting the girls in the common room before dinner. Tonight, Kyle was going to be resorted (into Gryffindor he hoped).

Yeah!! I am actually fairly pleased with this chapter. I had planned to fit a meeting between Dumbledore and the trio in here, but it was already fairly long and I decide to let Sirius "Kyle" tell them what they need to know. I will get started on the next chapter as soon as possible! This one was longer than the last, I hope you enjoy! Please Review! Pretty please!