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Harry Potter and the Corridor of Time
~~I wrote this a while ago, just after Goblet of Fire came out, it's a possible 5th year for Harry and Co.~~
~~Sorry it's been awhile, I've had a lot going on at home and I lost the notebook that had the story in it for like a month~~
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"Ron! Harry!" Hermione bellowed up the stairs to the sleeping boys, "You'll never guess what! I just got a letter from Hogwarts!"
"Don't we get one every year?" Ron asked irritably, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Yes, but this one is special! I've been made a prefect. An owl just dropped off the badge and letter. And guess what else?"
"What?" Harry yawned.
"You both got them too!"
"Really? Are you sure?" Ron was fully awake now.
"Yes, there right here." Hermione tossed small packages to Ron and Harry.
"Mum and Dad will never believe this!" Ron smiled from ear to ear.
"Oh, this is so exciting!" Hermione exclaimed, "We all get to be prefects."
"Yeah! I bet mum and dad will be proud of me. Do you know where they are Hermione?" Ron was pulling his night shirt over his head, "Harry, could you pass me my bag? Thanks"
"I'll go get you're pants, er, parents." Hermione turned beat red and ran down the stairs.
"That was interesting." Harry commented as they both began to laugh.
Five minutes later the two boys were dressed and downstairs being congratulated on their accomplishment along with Hermione.
"Way to go guys!" Fred shouted above the raucous, "Promise me one thing though, Ron."
"Yeah," continued George, "Don't turn out like Percy over there"
Percy scowled and turned to lecture the twins about how they should be better role models for their younger siblings.
Mrs. Weasley couldn't contain her joy a moment longer. Practically crying, she ran through her other children and enveloped Ron, Harry, and Hermione in a hug. "Oh! I am so proud of you all! What a perfect weekend! A party and three new prefects."
"Mum, I can't breath."
"Sorry Ronnikins, I'm just so proud and happy."
Later, at the breakfast table, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger were discussing what to do with the day. "If you didn't have anything planned, I was thinking of taking the kids to Diagon Alley to purchase their supplies." Mrs. Weasley suggested.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
Just as they were about to walk out the door, a soft scratching sound came from the other side.
"Now who could that be?" Mrs. Granger murmured, unlatching the door.
The moment the door was opened, a large black dog bounded in, shortly followed by a man in shabby robes who shut the door behind himself.
Mrs. Granger screamed as the dog took on the shape of a middle aged man.
George caught her as she fainted.
"Oh mum," Hermione chided her unconscious mother, "It's only Sirius!"
"Sorry to intrude like this, but we have direct orders from Dumbledor."
"Professor Lupin?" Harry asked of the man in the shabby robes.
"The same," he turned to Mrs. Weasley, "and I do believe that you've met my friend Mr. Black?"
"Yes, yes I have." She said, eyeing Sirius coldly, obviously still wary of him despite Dumbledor's reassurance that he was not guilty.
"Before Reamus got sidetracked, I do believe he mentioned Dumbledor." Sirius said impatiently.
"Yes, right. Now, as I was saying before I so rudely interrupted myself, Dumbledor has asked me and Sirius to escort Harry directly to Platform 9 ¾ to depart for Hogwarts. He didn't tell me exactly why, but he said that the rest of you all still attending the school could come along as well."
George suddenly stared directly at Reamus. "We know all about you Mooney, all about you."
Lupin laughed, "Did Harry tell you? Do you know about Padfoot too?"
"What?" Fred shouted, "Harry knows! You mean we could have just asked him?"
"How else would you have found out?"
"Fred and I, we, we found the, the map. Not the Marauders Map, but the little one that lead to the room with your life stories from while you were at Hogwarts."
"I remember that. We wrote that at the end of our final year after we set up the secret room in hopes that we could inspire a new generation of trouble makers. Did you know, Fred and George, that there are hundreds of passages not marked on the Marauders Map?"
"I bet we've found them already." boasted George.
"We'll see when we get there. Dumbledor has asked Reamus and I to patrol the grounds and secret entrances and passage ways to make sure Voldemort doesn't get in. It was his idea that you two help us." Sirius sounded a bit annoyed at this idea.
"Um, Professor Lupin?" Hermione asked, changing the subject, "Would you happen to know who our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be?"
"I'm glad you asked, Sirius will be taking that position"
Everyone's jaw dropped.
Sirius laughed at the surprised expressions, "Don't worry Harry, Dumbledor had Snape prepare a potion that changes my outward appearance to their exact opposite."
Fred's face lit up. "You mean you'll look like a girl!?"
"And sound like one to, but my brain will be my own. It's the perfect disguise."
"Yeah, that will work." Ginny said, speaking for the first time. "This year is going to be great."
"Speaking of this year," Lupin cut in, "We need to get going, whoever is coming, please follow me."
All of the students walked out the door and waved goodbye to their parents.
"Bye mum!" George yelled as the door closed, "See you next summer!"
Sirius pulled Harry to the side. " I hate to ruin your stay at the Granger's but Dumbledor was worried, I was worried, you know, with Voldemort back."
"I understand. Besides, it will be fun, spending part of the summer at Hogwarts."
"I'm glad you feel that way."
An hour later they were aboard the Hogwarts Express, almost empty except for themselves, the snack lady and the conductor. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat in a compartment towards the middle of the train. The two adults were up front, and Fred and George were experimenting in the rear.
"Wow, look at this!" Ginny exclaimed, pointing to the piles of books beneath their seats.
"I wondered why we hadn't stopped be Diagon Alley." Ron looked at his list of required books. "They are all here, 'Standard Book of Spells Grade 5', 'An Almost Advanced Guide to Transfiguration', yada, yada, yada, let's see what Sirius assigned us. 'The Dark Forces: what they don't teach in school' by Yule B. Shivrin."
"Sounds interesting." Commented Harry as Ron passed the books out to everyone except for Ginny who had her own pile. Under the seats they also found refills for their potion ingredients.
Just after they had put their things away and changed into their school robes, Fred and George bounded into the train compartment.
"Free food!" Fred shouted, "The snack witch is giving us all the candy we want off her cart! George dear, you continue, I'm afraid that with all this excitement I might faint." George caught his swooning brother and then dropped him onto the ground.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"It was for calling me 'dear,' sweetums."
The group burst out laughing.
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Again, I apologize for taking so long; hopefully I can be faster with the next part!
Harry Potter and the Corridor of Time
~~I wrote this a while ago, just after Goblet of Fire came out, it's a possible 5th year for Harry and Co.~~
~~Sorry it's been awhile, I've had a lot going on at home and I lost the notebook that had the story in it for like a month~~
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"Ron! Harry!" Hermione bellowed up the stairs to the sleeping boys, "You'll never guess what! I just got a letter from Hogwarts!"
"Don't we get one every year?" Ron asked irritably, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Yes, but this one is special! I've been made a prefect. An owl just dropped off the badge and letter. And guess what else?"
"What?" Harry yawned.
"You both got them too!"
"Really? Are you sure?" Ron was fully awake now.
"Yes, there right here." Hermione tossed small packages to Ron and Harry.
"Mum and Dad will never believe this!" Ron smiled from ear to ear.
"Oh, this is so exciting!" Hermione exclaimed, "We all get to be prefects."
"Yeah! I bet mum and dad will be proud of me. Do you know where they are Hermione?" Ron was pulling his night shirt over his head, "Harry, could you pass me my bag? Thanks"
"I'll go get you're pants, er, parents." Hermione turned beat red and ran down the stairs.
"That was interesting." Harry commented as they both began to laugh.
Five minutes later the two boys were dressed and downstairs being congratulated on their accomplishment along with Hermione.
"Way to go guys!" Fred shouted above the raucous, "Promise me one thing though, Ron."
"Yeah," continued George, "Don't turn out like Percy over there"
Percy scowled and turned to lecture the twins about how they should be better role models for their younger siblings.
Mrs. Weasley couldn't contain her joy a moment longer. Practically crying, she ran through her other children and enveloped Ron, Harry, and Hermione in a hug. "Oh! I am so proud of you all! What a perfect weekend! A party and three new prefects."
"Mum, I can't breath."
"Sorry Ronnikins, I'm just so proud and happy."
Later, at the breakfast table, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger were discussing what to do with the day. "If you didn't have anything planned, I was thinking of taking the kids to Diagon Alley to purchase their supplies." Mrs. Weasley suggested.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
Just as they were about to walk out the door, a soft scratching sound came from the other side.
"Now who could that be?" Mrs. Granger murmured, unlatching the door.
The moment the door was opened, a large black dog bounded in, shortly followed by a man in shabby robes who shut the door behind himself.
Mrs. Granger screamed as the dog took on the shape of a middle aged man.
George caught her as she fainted.
"Oh mum," Hermione chided her unconscious mother, "It's only Sirius!"
"Sorry to intrude like this, but we have direct orders from Dumbledor."
"Professor Lupin?" Harry asked of the man in the shabby robes.
"The same," he turned to Mrs. Weasley, "and I do believe that you've met my friend Mr. Black?"
"Yes, yes I have." She said, eyeing Sirius coldly, obviously still wary of him despite Dumbledor's reassurance that he was not guilty.
"Before Reamus got sidetracked, I do believe he mentioned Dumbledor." Sirius said impatiently.
"Yes, right. Now, as I was saying before I so rudely interrupted myself, Dumbledor has asked me and Sirius to escort Harry directly to Platform 9 ¾ to depart for Hogwarts. He didn't tell me exactly why, but he said that the rest of you all still attending the school could come along as well."
George suddenly stared directly at Reamus. "We know all about you Mooney, all about you."
Lupin laughed, "Did Harry tell you? Do you know about Padfoot too?"
"What?" Fred shouted, "Harry knows! You mean we could have just asked him?"
"How else would you have found out?"
"Fred and I, we, we found the, the map. Not the Marauders Map, but the little one that lead to the room with your life stories from while you were at Hogwarts."
"I remember that. We wrote that at the end of our final year after we set up the secret room in hopes that we could inspire a new generation of trouble makers. Did you know, Fred and George, that there are hundreds of passages not marked on the Marauders Map?"
"I bet we've found them already." boasted George.
"We'll see when we get there. Dumbledor has asked Reamus and I to patrol the grounds and secret entrances and passage ways to make sure Voldemort doesn't get in. It was his idea that you two help us." Sirius sounded a bit annoyed at this idea.
"Um, Professor Lupin?" Hermione asked, changing the subject, "Would you happen to know who our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be?"
"I'm glad you asked, Sirius will be taking that position"
Everyone's jaw dropped.
Sirius laughed at the surprised expressions, "Don't worry Harry, Dumbledor had Snape prepare a potion that changes my outward appearance to their exact opposite."
Fred's face lit up. "You mean you'll look like a girl!?"
"And sound like one to, but my brain will be my own. It's the perfect disguise."
"Yeah, that will work." Ginny said, speaking for the first time. "This year is going to be great."
"Speaking of this year," Lupin cut in, "We need to get going, whoever is coming, please follow me."
All of the students walked out the door and waved goodbye to their parents.
"Bye mum!" George yelled as the door closed, "See you next summer!"
Sirius pulled Harry to the side. " I hate to ruin your stay at the Granger's but Dumbledor was worried, I was worried, you know, with Voldemort back."
"I understand. Besides, it will be fun, spending part of the summer at Hogwarts."
"I'm glad you feel that way."
An hour later they were aboard the Hogwarts Express, almost empty except for themselves, the snack lady and the conductor. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat in a compartment towards the middle of the train. The two adults were up front, and Fred and George were experimenting in the rear.
"Wow, look at this!" Ginny exclaimed, pointing to the piles of books beneath their seats.
"I wondered why we hadn't stopped be Diagon Alley." Ron looked at his list of required books. "They are all here, 'Standard Book of Spells Grade 5', 'An Almost Advanced Guide to Transfiguration', yada, yada, yada, let's see what Sirius assigned us. 'The Dark Forces: what they don't teach in school' by Yule B. Shivrin."
"Sounds interesting." Commented Harry as Ron passed the books out to everyone except for Ginny who had her own pile. Under the seats they also found refills for their potion ingredients.
Just after they had put their things away and changed into their school robes, Fred and George bounded into the train compartment.
"Free food!" Fred shouted, "The snack witch is giving us all the candy we want off her cart! George dear, you continue, I'm afraid that with all this excitement I might faint." George caught his swooning brother and then dropped him onto the ground.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"It was for calling me 'dear,' sweetums."
The group burst out laughing.
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Again, I apologize for taking so long; hopefully I can be faster with the next part!
