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As Lily came into her Headmaster's office, she wondered why he called upon her.

'I have some interesting news... very interesting. It seems that we have found, that Mr. Peter Pettigrew has switched his position in our world. He has gone over to the dark side.' Dumbledore said somberly.

Lily gasped... Peter, a dark member?

'He's betrayed us... he's betrayed James... the Marauders?' Lily said fretfully.

'Yes, James and Sirius already know. I warned Remus, but he doesn't officially know that Peter has once and for all declared his loyalty to the dark side.' Dumbledore said , shaking his head.

'Why not? Remus can be trusted!' Lily said, thinking that Dumbledore had some sort of prejudice over Remus and that's why he wouldn't tell him.

'Miss Evans, I know you are smart. I do not think that way of Remus... the full moon is coming soon, we all know how he gets sometimes...' Dumbledore said. He knew that Lily knew about Remus' condition... she let it slip once while they were having a conversation.

'Well, how did you figure out about Peter?' Lily asked him.

'Someone... someone told me.' Dumbledore said.

'Who?' Lily pressed on.

'Now, this may come as a shock, but I expect you'll take it better than James. Harry, Please come out.' Dumbledore said. He stepped aside, and from behind his desk, a boy walked out from the shadows and waved at Lily.

'You're only about my age, or younger... how would he know about Peter?' Lily asked, not really looking at the boy.

'Harry, come out further, let Lily see you in the light.' Dumbledore said, pushing him infront of him.

'Professor, why would I need to see... James?' Lily asked. She saw before her, the spitting image of James Potter, maybe a little younger than he was this morning... she wasn't sure.

'I'm not James.' Harry told his young mother.

'Are you his brother?' Lily asked confused as to why Dumbledore would even be introducing this boy to her.

Harry shook his head, looking in awe at his beautiful mother.

'Cousin?' She asked.

Harry shook his head again, smiling.

'Why do you look so much like him?' Lily asked, now looking at Dumbledore, confused.

'And how do you know Peter?' She asked.

Harry glanced at Dumbledore, who nodded his head encouragingly.

'I'm - I'm his son.' Harry said in a shaking voice.

'What? You're Peter's son!' Lily asked, dumbstruck. How could this boy, maybe only a year younger than herself, be James' son.

'No, he is James' son. You see Lily, Harry's from the future... he came back, because he needed to give me a message.' Dumbledore said slowly.

'I need James.' Lily said, right before she fainted.

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'What's this all about Professor? Someone said Lily fainted...' James asked concerned. A first year came up to him and told him that Dumbledore needed him because his girlfriend passed out.

In the shadows of the office, again, Harry marveled how much it seemed like he was looking into a mirror with his father. Behind James, was a young Sirius, looking concerned as well.

'Lily is awake now, she's just sitting by the window.' Dumbledore said, indicating up the small stairway, to where Lily was.

'Lily? Are you alright?' James called up to her.

She came running down and jumped into his arms. 'What's wrong?' He asked her looking into her beautiful eyes.

'I ... I was called to his office, and ... and I think he should explain... I didn't want to hear anymore until you came...' Lily told him fearfully, yet sounding eager to hear the story of this so-called 'James' son'.

'I told her about Peter.' Dumbledore said to them.

'And...' James pressed on.

'And about the source that I got tipped off from.' Dumbledore said.

'Who?' Sirius asked.

'Harry, please come out... again.' Dumbledore said, watching Harry come out of the back room and infront of his young parents... his story was quite an amazing one, and he knew James would love to hear it.

'Hi.' Harry said awkwardly.

James looked at the mirror image infront of him and nodded an acknowledement.

'Well... this is really hard to say, but... I'm... erm... from the future. I came back with a time-turner that I borrowed from my friend. And... uh... I sorta know you both...' Harry said to them both.

'No... seriously... You are?' Sirius asked.

Harry nodded.

'Wicked.' He said to the new kid.

Harry laughed... same old, or young in this case, Sirius.

'James... he said... he said... that he was your son.' Lily whispered, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

James' scrutinizing expression softened and he looked him up and down. 'Are you?' He asked Harry, just for reassurance.

Harry nodded, patiently waiting for his father's approval.

Sirius started laughing. 'And, let me guess... Lily is your mother?' He asked sarcastically, thinking of how funny it would be.

'She is.' Harry said seriously.

Lily and James gaped at the boy and Sirius stopped laughing. Dumbledore had a mysterious smile on his face.

'What?' Lily asked surprised.

'I've got your eyes.' Harry said, laughing at himself, for he's heard it so many times.

James went up closer and got a better look. 'You do...' He said nodding his head to Sirius.

'You're kidding right?' Lily asked in awe.

'Nope... no joke. You're my parents... and you're my godfather.' He said, pointing to Sirius.

'I am? Awesome... ' Sirius said, taking this all easily. I mean, the boy did look like a spitting image of James, and he did have Lily's vibrant green eyes... now that you look closer.

'Do you play Quidditch?' James asked him eagerly, he was warming up to this kid... his son. If he didn't look so much like himself, and have Lily's eyes... he wouldn't have believed it.

'Yep. I'm a Seeker.' Harry answered quickly.

'Me too!' James said happily.

'Is that honestly the first question you'd ask? Quidditch... I mean... he's... our son?' Lily said disbelievingly.

Sirius laughed and Dumbledore's smile got wider.

'So what's your favorite class?' Lily asked him.

'Defense Against the Dark Arts.' Harry answered.

Soon all four teens were sitting on the floor in Dumbledore's office, talking and eating lemon drops.

'So you want to be an auror?' Sirius asked him.

'Yep.' Harry told him, nodding. He ignored the feeling in his stomach telling him that he should tell them everything.

James face paled at the sound of his son saying he would be an auror. He looked up. 'Am I an auror?' He asked him.

Harry didn't know what to say. 'Uh... yeah, I suppose.' He answered.

'Am I?' Lily asked eagerly.

'Yep.' Harry said, now ignoring the pounding of his heart, telling him to stop lying.

'I got in? They are very selective about their choices!' Lily said happily.

James suddenly felt weird... if he was an auror, then that must mean that he did what his dad wanted him to, and got into training. He cringed at the thought.

'What's the matter Prongs? Sour lemon?' Sirius asked at his grimace.

He looked Harry in the eyes. 'Am... am I... I a good dad?' He asked, feeling ready to be put down. He never wanted to be like his own father.

As soon as the question left James' mouth, everyone knew by the look in Harry's horrified eyes that something was wrong.

'If I'm not... I can... can change... right?' He asked suddenly, hoping he wasn't too hard on his son.

'Well, you see...' Harry began, glancing at Dumbledore, and then at his mother, who looked worried. 'Well...' Harry began.

'Spit it out.' Sirius said looking at the upset James and uncomfortable Harry.

'In my lifetime... you and... uh... mum... aren't alive.' Harry said sadly. He felt bad that he had to tell them.

'What?' James asked. He wasn't even there for his own son.

'You died... when I was one years old.' Harry said looking from his mum to his dad, back and forth.

'How?' Lily asked in shock.

'Voldemort is after you... both of you. You chose Peter as your secret keeper, instead of Sirius because he would be more of a target. Peter betrayed you that night. It was halloween. You took him first... dad, and uhh... he killed you on the spot... and mum, you stayed by me because dad told you to. And, when uh... Voldemort went after you, you refused to move, so he... he killed you too. I lived because the love you sacrificed stayed with me... and Voldemort lost most of his powers. I came back to this time so that I could tell Professor Dumbledore that Peter is a traitor. He's the reason why in a couple of years, you guys are dead.' Harry said to them miserably. He hated his mother's sad face and his father's shocked one.

'So... so... Professor, you said that together, Lily and my powers are stronger, does that mean.. Harry... is he the downfall of Voldemort?' James asked Dumbledore curiously.

'Yes, that is exactly what I meant.' Dumbledore answered.

Harry looked back at his mother, who was now crying.

'I'm really sorry.' Harry said, feeling bad that he made his mother cry.

James hugged his girlfriend... or future wife, and whispered comforting words in her ear. 'Where are you now?' Lily managed to get out.

'I'm at Aunt Petunia's house...' Harry answered.

Lily gasped and started crying even harder. 'Why not with Sirius?' James asked him.

'Because he was locked up in Azkaban, accused of your murder.' Harry told them.

Sirius' eyes widened and he looked at James. 'I wouldn't... I would never.' He began saying shocked.

'I know.' James said, nodding his head.

'So... you're with a magic hating family, and... you do go to Hogwarts, right?' Lily asked sniffling.

'Yeah. I've got two of my best friends.. they couldn't come though, or I would've brought them to meet you. I've played Quidditch since first year. I've gotten past Voldemort four times, and helped Sirius escape from Azkaban in my third year. And, uh... last year, Sirius, you die too... Bellatrix killed you. We were in the Dept. of Mysteries, trying to find a prophecy that basically said my future, that I am to kill Voldemort, or be killed by him. Oh, and Snape is evil... he hates me, and he's a teacher at Hogwarts.' Harry told them, filling them in.

'I die? My cousin kills me?' Sirius asked horrified.

'Yeah, but only because you were helping me out when I was fighting a bunch of Death Eaters.' Harry said, feeling deep remorse about this.

'You played Quidditch since your first year!' James asked excitedly, ignoring the fact that he dies quite early in life.

'Yeah, I got on the team... out of luck.' Harry said smiling.

'You escaped him three times! How! How do you escape and we... die?' Lily asked sadly.

'I don't know... mainly out of luck.' Harry said again.

'It can't be luck.' James said proudly.

'Huh?' Harry said.

'You're a Potter... James Potter's son, and there is no way that you've done that all by luck.' He said cockily.

Sirius laughed and Lily shook her head and rolled her eyes at her big-headed boyfriend.

'So you guys actually like each other?' Harry asked his mum and dad, who were flirting.

'Yeah... I might like him just a little bit.' Lily said sarcastically.

'I sorta like her...' James said, kissing Lily on the lips.

Harry cringed and Sirius patted him on the back.

'It's okay mate, you get used to it.' He told him comfortingly.

'They're my parents...' Harry said disgusted.

'But they're also only seventeen.' Sirius said laughing at him.

'Why would you think we don't like each other?' Lily asked him.

'Because I've seen a memory in a pensieve where you hate dad, and dad is trying to impress you by torturing Snape.' Harry told him.

Lily glared at James, at the thought of that memory, and he smiled in a daze.

'Well, I suggest you all go back to your dorms. Harry, you may stay in the Head dorms with your... uh... parents, and you are to tell others that you are James' cousin.' Dumbledore told him.

'Alright.' Harry said to him, getting up.

'Oh, Professor, can we tell Michelle, Faye, and Remus that Harry is.. uh... our... son.' Lily said, glancing at James. He was smiling broadly... he didn't seem to fazed by the fact that they just heard that they would be getting married and have a son named Harry, and then die after having him on Halloween.

'I think it would be safe to explain to them... you may even tell them about Peter, as long as you get a sworn promise that nothing will leave the room at which you tell them.' Professor Dumbledore told her.

'Thanks.' Lily said. She took James hand, and all four teens walked out of the office and made their way to the Head Dorm.

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