"I hate potions," Remus mumbled as he filed into the classroom with everyone else, "Especially with Snape teaching."

Remus had tried to keep the mood light, striking up light conversation with his friends, but nothing had really worked. Facing reality, he had to admit; there was no way to avoid the situation, and it was best to just take it. Remus couldn't help but be upset too, he and Allie were going to be the only ones alive. It seemed so surreal, thinking about his best mates dying, and so soon at that.

"He's going to murder us with homework," James grumbled, slamming his bad down on a table, "or poison us…either one."

"Wouldn't be surprised if he did," said a voice from behind him, "He actually tried to do that once."

James spun around, and bit his lip to keep his emotions in check as he studied Harry's expression. He looked a bit nervous, and yet strangely sure of himself, "Mind if Hermione, Ron, and I sit with you two?" he asked, motioning towards James and Lily.

James glanced over his shoulder at Lily, who nodded, smiled, and set her things down next to James. The five of them sat down at the table, none of them knowing what to say, although there were a million possibilities. Finally, James turned towards Harry, "We found out everything. We found out what happens to us, and why it happens. We found out what happened to you, and what happened to Voldemort because of you. We know every single thing there is to know."

Harry looked shocked for a moment, then looked down at his hands and sighed, "It's not actually a big surprise. There were probably a lot of ways to figure it out…but how did you find out?"

Lily answered for James, "I was reading a book on the History of Magic. It had everything in it; from the prophecy, to Peter being a traitor."

Frowning, Harry shook his head, "That's not possible, though. The books in the library are old; it couldn't have had new information like that." He looked at Ron and Hermione, "There's no possible way, right?"

Cautiously, Hermione cleared her throat, "Actually…I was reading one of those books, and I came across the passage with Sirius in it…and I decided to fix it up. I wrote down what really happened on a piece of parchment and glued it down onto the page. Don't look at me like that, Ron; it's better than people being falsely informed."

Grinning, Ron tried to suppress his laughter, "Hermione, you correct books too? Honestly, I thought you only did that to humans."

James and Lily laughed in spite of themselves. If they were going to lead short lives, they might as well enjoy them while they lasted.

Their attention turned immediately to the front of the classroom as Snape entered the classroom. Although he was glowering down at everyone, James was sure that his cold gaze had lingered a little while longer on James and Sirius, who was sitting at the table in front of him. Rapping the board with his wand, his malevolent voice rang through the classroom, "Follow the directions carefully. I will be inspecting your potions thoroughly after class, and grading them. Failure to follow directions will lead to detention. Your homework is a foot of parchment on making potions, and the procedures you should take to be successful at it. It will be due next class, on my desk, or the consequence is, yet again, detention."

James rolled his eyes, and grabbed materials from the ingredients shelf to the right of the classroom. Harry was still sitting with his friends, so James made sure to get extra materials, "Here, Harry, I already got your stuff for you." He set the stuff down on the table, and grinned at his son. If he wasn't going to be able to spend time with him in the future, he might as well do it now.

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Allie, unlike the others, had still not gotten over what they had found out several days back. Silently, she began chopping up her ingredients, though every once in a while her hand shook violently, causing the pieces to vary in size. Sirius kept looking at her, obviously concerned about her mood. Although she wanted to smile, and encourage him, she really couldn't. What was going to happen was going to happen, and this made Allie feel helpless. Just as she was about to scoop up what she had been cutting and dump it into her cauldron, Snape stopped at their table, to inspect their work.

"Lupin, you could definitely be more mindful of not spilling the contents out of your cauldron while you stir. I'm positive that I will not be too impressed with the outcome of your potion," he sneered, then turned towards Allie, "This is unacceptable. Your roots are cut up carelessly, and you don't have the right amount of liquid in your cauldron. Obviously you're lacking in your talents with Potions, as you are many other things, I'm sure."

Sirius slammed his hand down at the table and glared at Snape. They were about level with their heights, which made it easy to look intimidating, "Leave her alone."

"Ah, Mr. Black. I must tell you that I do not care for your rash behaviors in my classroom. I must also tell you that I will no accept a word you say unless you address me as Professor." Snape pulled a strand of his greasy black hair out of his eyes, smirked menacingly at Sirius, and continued on to another table.

"I'm going to get that slimy git if it's the last thing I do," Sirius hissed, obviously not paying attention to the meaning behind his words.

Allie shook her head sadly, "Sirius, don't waste your breath on him. He's not worth it. Besides, I bet you'll have to deal with him a lot more in the future," she sighed. Suddenly, she remembered a question that had come to mind earlier, "Remus, do you think Dumbledore will send us back? Now that we've found all of this out, how will he be sure that we won't try to change the future? You don't think he'll modify out memories, do you?"

Remus ran a hand through his hair, looking thoughtfully down at his potion, "No. I don't think he'll modify out memories; I think he'll just make us swear that we won't try to do anything. He'll just have to trust us." Looking up, Remus matched Allie's sad expression, "But I don't think any of us are that thick. Trying to change the future is like a muggle jumping off of a cliff, and trying to fly."

Allie nodded, and glanced at Sirius, "You won't try and change the future, will you?"

"No," Siruis replied, shaking his head, "The future isn't in our hands. We just have to live our lives to the fullest, and try to forget what we found out; we probably won't be able to, but we should at least try."

A/N: I found this chapter clarifying; I hope you all feel the same way! Well, sadly, I think that this story is drawing to a close. What do you think? A couple of more chapters should do it, right? Let me know, and I'll update as soon as possible.