Does anyone know what colour eyes Remus, Sirius and Peter have? I was curious but can't find a site that says. Thanks.

maraudin-around: Almost, but not quite. You were right about Remus though. thanks for reviewing.

Queen of the Badgers: I agree, the time turner plot is good, but it had been used way too much. I keep hoping we wll get Sun or Snow, Sigh Thanks for the review, Pandas totally rock. Badgers are so cute.

And thanks to my other reviewers.

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The Beginning…

1996

"Ronald Weasley, leave me alone, I have told you hundreds of times I am NOT letting you copy my homework. How will you ever learn?" Exclaimed a very frustrated, bushy haired girl.

"But 'mione, Snape will kill me if I haven't finished it, it's due in 2 hours!" moaned Ron.

It was 7am Monday morning. 2/3rds of the 'Golden Trio' were sitting In the Gryffindor common room waiting for their other best friend and the remaining third of their trio, Harry Potter to come downstairs so they could go to breakfast.

Harry was still getting over the death of Sirius, but he had changed a lot over the summer. He no longer kept his feelings bottled up, well at least not from his best friends anyway.

Hermione, Ron and Remus were the only people he confided in. Harry had gotten quite close to Remus during the previous summer; Remus was like an Uncle to Harry, more so than Vernon Dursley. He had spent most of the summer at Remus' home listening to stories about the marauders and just talking about random things.

Harry was still annoyed with Dumbledore for keeping the truth from him, but on the positive side he no longer blamed himself for Sirius' death, or Cedrics. His friends had convinced him that it wasn't his fault and that if Sirius was still alive he would kill Harry for moping around and blaming himself. Although he realised it wasn't his fault, he still felt a pang of guilt when he though of his beloved Godfather.

"Finally, I'm starving," yelled Ron as Harry bounded down the stairs cheerfully. "I thought I was gonna die of starvation." Ron smiled happily at the prospect of food, all thoughts of homework forgotten.

"Oh Ron stop being so dramatic," lectured Hermione.

As the trio walked down the corridor, Harry notice his two friends seemed slightly nervous about something. He was just about to question them when Ron spoke.

"Um, Harry?" stammered Ron.

"Yeah?" answered Harry curiously.

"Um…well, I want to…um…what I mean is me and Hermione want to…um…" Ron trailed off, his face turning a dark shade of red.

"Hermione?" asked Harry. He turned to his other friend, eyebrow raised questioningly, as he awaited her response. He got none.

She merely stared determinedly at her shoes blushing furiously.

Harry grinned widely at this, a look of understanding appearing on his face.

Recently Harry had become more outspoken and had been pulling pranks on various occupants of the castle, with Ron and Hermione's help of course. They did it to try to lighten the mood and because they found it exhilarating and extremely satisfying each time they successfully pulled a prank. Because of this behaviour everyone was becoming weary of the trio; the teachers dubbed them the New Age Marauders, a title they were immensely proud of.

Anyway… Harry grinned mischievously as they reached the Great Hall. He swung the heavy oak doors open.

"Ahem, students of Hogwarts, may I have your attention?" Harry spoke loudly enough to capture the attention of everyone seated in the Hall, an evil smirk lighting up his features.

"Um Harry, what are you doing?" Ron nervously whispered, he had seen that smirk many at time, usually when they were about to prank a poor unsuspecting victim.

Harry ignored him and continued with his announcement, everybody's eyes upon him. "I am very pleased to announce that Ron and Hermione have finally become a couple!" Everyone (excluding the Slytherins) cheered when they heard the news, many calling out things like 'took ya long enough', 'finally' and other similar phrases.

Ron and Hermione went an even darker shade of red than they had been in the corridor, without warning Ron pounced on Harry yelling "You Prick!"

Harry cracked up laughing as he defended himself from a very embarrassed Ron.

Hermione ignored them and went to the Gryffindor table; she sat next to the youngest Weasley, who promptly congratulated her.

"Thanks Gin," said Hermione, with a quick glance over to her best friend and boyfriend she began to eat her breakfast. As everyone was to busy watching Ron and Harry playfully wrestle, they were too distracted to tease Hermione.

The two best friends fought for so long that Hermione had time to eat her breakfast. When she had finished she walked over to the two boys to try to separate them as the teachers were enjoying the entertainment as much as the students.

Suddenly there was a large cracking noise and an orb of dazzling white light surrounded the trio.

BANG!

The light disappeared along with three very worried looking Gryffindors.

1976

Twenty-one years earlier…

"So James, how're things between you and the enchanting Miss Evans?" Sirius Black asked his best friend.

"Absolutely brilliant" answered messy-haired James Potter dreamily.

"What do you mean by 'absolutely brilliant?" enquired sandy-haired Remus Lupin.

"I asked her out while I was waiting for you guys in the common room," James smiled happily at the memory.

"She said yes? I knew it would only be a matter of time." Sirius grinned, pleased for his best mate.

"Actually she said no," corrected James.

"What? Then why do you look so god damn happy?" asked Remus, looking confused.

"Wait you mean she just said 'no'?"

"Yes Sirius I believe James already said that," replied Remus.

"Shut up Moony, I was talking to James," snapped Padfoot.

Remus stopped smiling, a hurt looking on his face.

"Sorry Moony," apologised Sirius looking ashamed, "it's just I think I figured out why James is so happy."

Remus brightened up immediately, "why?" he asked curiously.

"Because my dear Moony, Lily usually says 'piss off Potter', 'deflate your head', you're an arrogant jerk', etcetera, whereas this time she merely said 'no'." Sirius looked very pleased with himself for figuring this out.

The two boys looked to James for confirmation; he just nodded, still staring dreamily at the memory of Lily's latest rejection.

The three boys had wandered into the Great Hall, as it was the Easter holidays, the hall was deserted. Peter had gone home to see his parents. James' parents had taken a well deserved holiday away from their auror (sp?) responsibilities. Sirius usually stayed with James and Remus decided to stay with his friends.

They had just reached their table when 'BANG!' A huge glowing orb appeared in the centre of the hall. The three boys jumped, Remus ran of to fetch Professor Dumbledore.

The other two stood staring at the light. It slowly ebbed away, leaving three unmoving bodies in its place. James walked straight towards them, his wand outstretched; he stopped suddenly and went very pale. He let out a gasp of shock.

"What?" questioned Sirius, he walked over to the bodies, one was a girl who looked about 16-17 years old. She had very bushy brown hair and was quite pretty. Lying next to her was a very tall boy who looked roughly the same age as the girl, he had bright red hair and freckles. "Strange," Sirius thought, "He looks like a Weasley." Sirius glanced at the third person and realised what had made James gasp, the boy was…well, he was James, but different. The 'James' on the floor was slightly thinner and had a weird lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead.

James was the first to notice the red-hired boy was stirring; he pointed him out to Sirius. They both crouched down next to him, his eyelids fluttered open.

"Are you alright?" asked Sirius.

The boy sat up looking over to see who had spoken to him.

"S…Sirius, you're live?" he stuttered staring at Sirius with a happy expression on his face.

"How do you know his name?"

The boys head jerked towards the sound of James' voice.

"Harry, mate, good to see y…" he trailed of staring into James' brown eyes, His eyes then flicked to the black-haired boys forehead.

"Wait you're not Harry, you look more like, OH CRAP!" yelled the boy before he fainted.

"Urgh, my head," groaned Harry, he felt like he'd been trampled by a herd of rampaging Hippogriffs. Not that he knew what it felt like to be trampled by a herd of rampaging Hippogriffs, but he imagined it would feel similar to this.

He opened his eyes and immediately shut them again. The light hurt his eyes. Wearily he lifted his hand to cover his closed lid and tried opening his eyes again. He slowly removed his hand as his eyes adjusted to the light.

"Ah, that's better" Harry thought, he fumbled for his glasses. He found them on a small cabinet next to his bed. He glanced around, there were curtains surrounding his bed, "So I'm obviously in the hospital wing, I wonder what I did this time." He'd ended up in here so many times, he should probably have his own suite.

"Wait, why am I in the hospital wing? Was I attacked?" The last thing he remembered was wrestling with Ron in the Great Hall. Usually when he woke up in the hospital wing his friends were by his side.

Harry decided to attempt to sit up, hoping it would clear his head and help him remember what had happened. He felt a slight twinge in his ankle as he moved it, but other than that and a faint pounding in his head, he felt fine.

"So what's your mates' name?"

Harry heard a voice coming from the other side of the curtains, he figured there must be a few people there, maybe Ron and Hermione were waiting for him to open his curtains. He was about to do that when he realised who the voice he heard belonged to. "Sirius?" he crushed that thought immediately, "Of course it can't be Sirius, he' dead, and yet, that voice…"

He decided to continue listening until he found out who was on the other side of his curtains.

"Harry Po…Peterson," came Hermione's voice, hang on, did she just tell Sirius (if it was Sirius) that his name was Harry Peterson? Come to think of it, why was Sirius asking what Harry's name was anyway? Harry was utterly confused and was sorely tempted to rip back the curtain but he restrained himself and carried on listening.

"So how did you get here?" asked another familiar voice.

"Strange," thought Harry, "that sounded like my dad," (A.N. based on what he had heard in Snapes pensieve) this was getting weird.

"Um…well…" stuttered Hermione.

"Portkey," Ron cut in, "thought it obviously wasn't prepared properly."

Harry wondered if he was the only one who noticed how nervous Hermione sounded. He wasn't.

Harry was quite proud of Rons quick thinking though, even if Harry had no idea why Ron would be lying. Harry now remembered the glowing orb of light. "Wait a second, I wonder if..? No, that's impossible!" Harry decided to ignore his thought for now until he had further information.

"Really? I didn't know you could portkey into Hogwarts." Came a new voice, a voice that sounded suspiciously like none other than Remus Lupin.

Harry was getting worried now, his theory somehow didn't seem so farfetched anymore.

"Oh, this was a specially altered portkey," answered Hermione.

"Well at least her lying skills are improving" thought Harry. "I guess Ron was right, we are a bad influence on her."

"Right." Came James' voice, he didn't sound very convinced.

Harry almost started hyperventilating; there was no doubt in his mind anymore, that was definitely his fathers' voice. Which lead to only one possible solution that would explain Ron and Hermiones' lies. Time travel.

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