A/N: Harry Potter is not mine!

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Chapter 4

Harry and Hermione watched Bill Weasley walk down the remaining steps at the Leaky Cauldron. They watched the young man walk up to the bar, and called to the bartender, Tom: "Oi, Tom! Thanks for lunch, but I've got to get back to Hogwarts. Now I can just Apparate wherever I want! This is going to be wicked!"

The man behind the counter with graying black hair said with a toothy smile, "No problem Bill, and try not to splinch yourself."

Bill then saw the two 18 year olds staring at him with looks of shock on their faces that shone golden from the sunlight streaming in from the open window. He then noticed that one of them was…

"Oi, James! I didn't know you were here!" Bill then walked over to them with a smile on his face and his hand out-stretched to Harry. Bill then saw the sunlight reflect a green shine in the young mans' eyes. He then stopped, his smile vanishing and pulled his hand away.

"Oh…sorry," he said sheepishly. "I thought you were someone I knew…" His ears started to turn red as he thought of what to say next.

"S'alright," said Harry casually after the initial shock wore off. "I seem to get that a lot."

Bill then nodded, and walked away, embarrassed, to the little courtyard where the entrance to Diagon Alley was. A few seconds later, they heard a Crack! signaling that he had just Apparated.

Harry and Hermione then looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces. They had one thing running through their minds: How do we get back? But, Harry then had another thought present itself to him.

"Hermione," Harry said slowly, "People are mistaking me for my dad…so that means that he's still alive!"

"Harry," said Hermione firmly, "We need to get back before we alter the past--"

"Alter the past! Hermione you're brilliant!" Harry had pure excitement and a smile appear on his face. "We could stay here for a few weeks and prevent my parents from getting killed and I could kill Voldemort now and be done with him!"

"Harry…that might not work," said Hermione as she looked around at the almost-empty pub to see if anyone was listening; no one paid them any attention. "We could end up doing something terrible, or something could go wrong, or--"

"Hermione, what could go wrong?" asked Harry. He didn't bother to wait for her answer; he grabbed her arm and Apparated out of the pub.

They saw black…and then bright colors appeared again. They were standing on a green lawn in front of a two-story white house; they were in front of the Potters' house in Godric's Hollow.

"Harry," said Hermione angrily, pulling her arm out of Harry's grasp. "A muggle could have seen us just appear out of thin air!" But, Harry wasn't listening; he was walking on the green grass, moving toward the left window on the houses' front. He then crouched low, and stopped to look over the hedge that was stationed in front of the window, and looked inside of the house.

Hermione looked around to see if anyone was watching, and crept up to Harry. She looked through the window…and saw 4 men, and a woman holding a little boy in her arms.

One of the men had messy black hair, oval glasses, and a long nose: James Potter.

Another man was tall, dark, and handsome with his black hair pulled into a little pony-tail, like Bills': Sirius Black.

Their companion, who was sitting on the couch looking at the television, had light brown hair and dark circles under his tired eyes: Remus Lupin.

The last man was looking at the Potters with watery, blue eyes; they were staring, with a hint of sadness as the two other men and the woman laughed at a joke Sirius made about a Bludger and the Prime Minister.

And last, the woman: she had bright red hair that reached to her waist, and even from the window, Harry and Hermione could see her bright, green eyes. And of course, the little black haired boy, with the same shocking eyes, didn't understand the joke. Baby Harry looked around…and saw the two Aurors looking back at him through the window. The Aurors then ducked behind the shrub with widened eyes.

"See Harry; for all we know, we had just changed the future!" Hermione glared at Harry with her brown eyes. "I know that you want your parents to be in the future with you, Harry, but we might end up making a big mistake!" Hermione's death glare vanished and was instead replaced with pleading eyes.

"Hermione…I have to try. You can try to get back to our time…but I'm staying." Harry didn't look at Hermione; he didn't want her to see the tears in his eyes at the thought of losing his parents now that he had found them.

"Besides," said Harry, looking at the neighbors' red car. "Like you said…my dad brought us here for a reason. Maybe the reason is that I need to help them survive Voldemorts' attack."

But, later, Harry found out that that was not the reason that James Potter had brought his son to the past. It was for a completely different reason…a reason that had to do with him, time itself, and the young woman that sat next to him…

A/N: It's currently October in the story, meaning students are supposed to be in Hogwarts, but Bill left for a couple of days to take his Apparation test, and came to the Leaky Cauldron to visit the other Weasleys. The Weasleys were staying with Bill to spend time with him before he goes back to Hogwarts.