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A/N Oki it took me awhile to update this story..I simply have to finish one of my stories for more updates ;.; but on a brighter note I managed to make this chapter long , (well on my standards). I thank all who reviewed because it was nice to know that it sounds good so far and that it's a lil different :D This update is for all the lovely reviewers. As to the rating for this story, i'm bumping it up don't worry..just when i posted this story i had to do it really quickly ;.; It might end up R but for now PG-13
I just have to thank my beta for this update, because the email system is evil and my beta 'hauled ass' to beta this as quickly as possible! so thankies very much , I'm glad yer there to help me with grammar hehe! (my very poor grammar at that)
Harry felt himself being shaken lightly, feeling the darkness of sleep release its hold on him. Harry felt slightly shaken, as his eyes got used to being open again. Looking up with emerald eyes, he saw a fuzzy shape of blonde and pale skin that didn't quite make a face yet.
His glasses must have fallen off his face because everything around him was fuzzy. "Well, you're awake sleeping beauty" he heard a familiar drawl say. Harry couldn't place it right at the moment, but it was flying at the back of his head, surfacing as he caught it.
"Draco!" Harry cried standing up much too fast for his health and he found himself feeling light headed. He wobbled around on his legs while Draco reached out and steadied him. Harry relaxed in Draco's arms, glad that he was there. Harry was confused and unsure if the things he had seen before he fell asleep had been real.
"We're still here!" someone said abruptly. Harry was jolted out of his happiness about having Draco there to make it all better. He turned around to look in the eyes of his look alike. It was not a bad dream after all, for there was his father. Harry felt like screaming again because it just was not possible, and his father was younger, not the father he wanted to meet.
Harry had always hoped to meet his father across the veil, the one who was grown up. Not the one who was young and had been rather arrogant, as he had seen it in Snape's pensive. Harry buried his head into Draco's shoulder; it upset him to know his father had been that way.
Harry stared at the young boy that was his father, unsure of how to act around him. "I'm aware you're still here. Shut up and give me a few seconds with Harry" Draco said, giving him a glare. Harry smiled slightly, resting his head on Draco's shoulder. Sometimes you just had to love him for being able to get rid of people.
James glared at Draco but he left the room, keeping relatively quiet. Harry frowned and looked at Draco expectantly. "Draco, what the hell is going on?" Harry asked. Draco sighed and shook his head, indicating he had no clue.
Harry was suddenly worried, if Draco didn't know, then who did know what was going on? "Harry why weren't you in the morning class again?" Draco asked, looking intently on Harry's face as he bent down and kissed Harry's lips softly.
"I got sick again, every morning Draco, every damn bloody morning!" Harry whispered furiously, kissing back more roughly. Harry was enjoying the smooth lips his boyfriend owned when he suddenly felt cold air move onto them.
"Not right now Harry. Later." Draco said, smirking at Harry's pouting face.
"Fuck who sees Draco, we've done worse," Harry growled, trying to reattach his lips onto Draco's. They had done worse, almost got caught that one time in the bathroom stall too. Harry was frustrated because Draco just pulled himself away from Harry's body, smiling knowingly down on him. How Harry wished he could get more on his height then 5'10.
"Yeah, we have. But there wasn't the threat of parents finding out. If you hadn't noticed, my parents are in your dormitory as well." Draco said, and Harry blanked.
"Your parents?" Harry asked, feeling slightly sick again, why was this happening to him when he got sick? The universe hated Harry Potter sometimes.
"Yes Harry, young versions of my parents. I was in the shower for fuck's sake when all of a sudden they were right outside the stall!" Draco exclaimed, but even behind Draco's supposed anger there was shock and embarrassment laced between Draco's emotions. If anyone knew Draco, it was Harry.
Harry snickered as an unusual vision of Draco singing in the shower and Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy dropped right beside the shower curtain played across his mind. Harry giggled, Draco didn't like to sing in the shower, he liked to attack Harry in the shower.
"Harry, come on. The whole school was called down to the Great Hall while you were taking a nap." Draco said, entwining his fingers in Harry's. The two walked out of the bathroom, staring at the sight in front of them.
"Guess our parents didn't get a long to well" Harry said under his breath, just loud enough for only Draco to hear.
Draco rolled his eyes and moved his head in so his mouth teased Harry's ears. His blonde silken hair tickled Harry's cheek as he whispered back, "You think?" Harry could just hear the sarcasm and mocking in Draco's tone, but decided it best to ignore that. Harry would punish Draco later for that comment.
James paced around the dormitory, waiting for someone to come in and awake the look alike that was sleeping in the bathroom. Sirius looked worried, and was staring at some muggle poster that hung over what had been his bed. Peter and Remus sat beside each other on a bed, looking around nervously.
James heard voices coming from behind the closed dormitory door, and suddenly it burst open to reveal a boy who looked like Lucius Malfoy. "Weasley, I am aware that all over the school this has happened, you did here what the teachers were saying right? Or has Granger forgotten to inform her lover boy about the situation?" he said, sounding like he would rather be anywhere but here.
"Don't call me that, I only tolerate you for Harry." the red haired boy growled out through his teeth, eyes narrowing in a way that said 'I'm serious, shut up.' James thought it was rather funny, evidently so did the blonde.
"Yes I know," He said, laughing, even though there was little humor in the sound. James noticed the blonde held himself in an aristocrat manor, only something in his facial expression told James he was not that stuck up as he could be.
Trailing behind the blonde and red head was Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black, and Severus Snape. James hissed at Snape, or Snivellus as his friends called him. James hated Snivellus, and Snivellus hated James, it was a fair circle to go around. James glared at the greasy haired git, who returned it with as much animosity as was possible.
"Harry's in the bathroom" the red haired kid said, looking at the other glaring teens apprehensively. The blonde nodded and disappeared into the bathroom. James followed, and watched him wake Harry, James' look alike twin.
The blonde told him to leave and James did, glaring at him. He had a right to know who the hell that Harry person was! The group sat in silence, and glared at each other, waiting for the blonde and Harry to emerge from the bathroom.
When they finally did grace the dormitory with their presence, tension was already high in the air. James was about to start hexing Snape, and Malfoy and Black looked like they where about to go at each other's throats.
The young blonde who held hands with Harry was notably comfortable with this tensioned silence; Harry looked fidgety around it though. James allowed himself to smirk; it seemed that he and Harry had different personalities, so Harry was not a clone of James!
"Okay, were going to the great hall to hear what the hell's going on." the blonde said confidently and seriously. James felt like there was no place to argue, and why should there be? Even if the boy looked like a Malfoy, this boy that looked like James trusted him enough to hold hands.
"They're holding hands?" Sirius asked as they walked through the common room. It looked pretty much like it always did, thankfully nothing had changed that much! James looked quizzically at the blonde and Harry and noticed that indeed their hands were clasped together.
"Looks like it" James said off handily, not to sure what to make of it, or if it was something to worry about.
Harry walked down the hallways with his hand in Draco's and Ron beside him. He was glad he was in between Draco and Ron, seeing as they could barely tolerate each other as it was. They were trying, and for that fact Harry was grateful. He was less grateful when they started yelling and hexing the living daylights out of each other though.
Walking through the big double doors, Draco broke off from Harry and made a motion with his hands to Snape and his parents to follow him. Ron nodded to Harry's father and his friends saying "Follow us."
Harry was confused, but he hoped that whatever Dumbledore was about to say would clear it up and put his head straight. Harry looked up at the teacher's table, noticing how many more people were in the great hall than normal.
Students looked nervous, confused, and agitated at the people who were sitting beside them and had similar facial features. 'Guess this happened to everyone or something' Harry thought. 'Wait a minute, Snape doesn't have children!' Harry thought, looking at the younger Snape, and noticing the older Snape was absent from his spot at the teacher's table.
Harry sat down across from Ron, while his father sat down beside him, and Sirius beside Ron. Peter sat beside James, and it pissed Harry off that he could just sit there like he was innocent of everything. Harry wanted to kill Peter Pettigrew right then and there. Remus on the other hand sat on the other side of Ron, smiling awkwardly at Harry.
Dumbledore stood up, asking for silence and a hush coursed throughout the Great Hall. Harry swore it echoed across the walls. The absence of noise made Harry feel out of place, and it was slightly bugging him, until Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak.
"I'm afraid circumstances stand as they are, and a time spell was cast over Hogwarts. I believe we welcome students from our last generation back" he said gravely. Harry could have sworn his tone hammered into the skulls of all the students that this was a serious matter.
Harry stared into hazel eyes of his father and smiled awkwardly. James Potter looked at him as if he was some rare specimen, and maybe to James Potter, Harry was. After all, James didn't understand that Harry was his son.
Harry returned his attention on Dumbledore, waiting for more explanation of what was happening.
"I believe you are either meeting a younger version of your parents, or your unborn children. Congratulations. I must ask you not to reveal anything that is happening in your times, and carry on as normal as you can. Things change, and we do not want anything changed by giving someone knowledge of what is to come." Dumbledore said.
James head was spinning so fast he couldn't seem to catch one single thought other then 'I have a bloody son, he's sitting beside me, I have a bloody son, he's sitting right beside me." Maybe it was his new mantra.
"I will be arranging more beds for the dormitories and classes will be more filled then normal" Dumbledore said, finishing off with "I hope you can all behave."
James could almost have sworn Dumbledore had not changed at all, save a few more wrinkles and maybe he was more senile then normal. Then again Dumbledore was always short of a few screws in his head.
Food appeared on the table and James suddenly realized how hungry he really was. While other children took the opportunity to learn who was who, James stuffed his face. Sirius looked at Harry Potter and asked the burning question. "Who are you, James' twin?"
"Who are you, James' twin?"
Harry looked up from his food, locking eyes with his godfather. "Harry Potter, I'm his son, not his twin" Harry said, not sure how this would be taken. Sirius suddenly got an odd spark in his eyes that Harry recognized; Sirius had something to laugh about now.
"So James, knocked up anyone lately?" he said laughing as his friend as James sputtered and Peter giggled. Remus just shook his head as if Sirius was nothing but being immature, even now Remus' hair resembled that of a wolf's, shaggy and moving in front of his eyes.
"No I have not" James retorted, glaring at his friend then looking at his…son?
"Whose you're mother?" James asked, for he was indeed curious. He did after all know those eyes, just wished he could place them. Maybe some girl he had dated or even Lilly Evans herself!
"Li—" Harry started but a girl sat down beside him with very bushy hair and pinched him.
"Ow what was that for!?" Harry asked, glaring at Hermione. The girl just shook her head at Harry, giving him a smile that reminded everyone of a doting Professor.
"We are not supposed to tell them what happened Harry James Potter, resist the urge." she said, staring at Ron who ignored them all and was happily chewing on his beef.
Harry rolled his eyes at Hermione as she brought out a book and skimmed through it. Harry found his eyes wandering down the table to a red haired girl with startling green eyes. Lily Evans, or Lily Potter as she had been known before she died, his mother.
Review!! I love reviews and sugestions , mmm i got a request for Remus/Sirius pairing in this story...anyone else like the idea? I never intended forit but I like to try and write other pairings.
