Making sure that everyone had a hold of his arm, he apparated them in front of the stone gargoyle.

"Lemon drop." Harry said.

When they were at the top of the stairs, Harry knocked on the door. There was a quiet 'come in' and Harry opened the door.

"James, kindly stay out here until I tell you to come in. Don't try to listen; I'll have charms put in the office." Harry said to James. James nodded obediently.

When Harry, Hermione, and Ginny went in, Harry let out a small sigh. He didn't want to reveal James being an illegal animagus, so he had to choose his words wisely. He just hoped Dumbledore trusted him... a lot.

"Under certain circumstances, we need to tell James Potter the truth. I don't want to brainwash everyone that was in my previous class." Harry said seriously.

The headmaster paused for a moment. "Alright, I'll take your word for it." Dumbledore finally said, nodding. Harry flicked his wand and the door opened. James slowly walked over and sat down in a chair.

"Don't worry...I didn't tell." Harry told James. Harry knew James wanted to know if he told Dumbledore about being an unregistered Animagi.

"Well, James, we are from the future." Harry started off simply and quite tactlessly. Ginny nudged Harry in the ribs and rolled her eyes at him

James' eyes went wide. "W-what!"

"Yeah. I think we came from 20 years into the future." Ginny said.

"Who are you people?" James asked suspiciously.

"I'm Harry Potter." Harry answered quietly.

"You're a Potter? Are you my cousin or something?" James asked.

"No-I'm your-you're my-I- I'm your son." Harry finally got out. He took a small intake of breath and looked up at James' eyes.

"I am!" James exclaimed. Harry nodded.

After James calmed down, he said, "What am I allowed to ask?" knowing that he couldn't know information that was important to the future. He had learned that in class last year.

"Just ask us what you want to know and we'll see if we can answer them." Harry said. James nodded.

"What do I do in the future?" Harry's heart fell. He couldn't tell James that he was, well, dead. It would be horrible...

"Albus, I can't say do this. I can't say anything without the whole story. Can I tell him the whole thing?" Harry pleaded.

Dumbledore thought for a moment. "I suppose you may, but I will have to Obliviate him at the end of the year." Dumbledore said.

Making sure that many complicated silencing spells were put in the office, Harry opened his mouth to speak.

"I believe I shouldn't be hearing this, so I'll be in the Great Hall or the staff room." Dumbledore said, getting up.

Harry nodded. After Dumbledore left, Harry took a deep breath.

"Well, you're married to Lily Evans-"Harry started.

"What? Bloody hell! That's bloody brilliant!" James exclaimed. Then he frowned. "How can I be possibly married to her? She hates me to the magical core!"

"Er- I'm not quite sure." Harry said, also frowning.

"But didn't you ever find out from me or Lily?" James asked.

"Er..No. Well anyway, let me get on with the story. You get married to Lily, and then you two have me. Voldemort is after you two, so you perform the Fidelius Charm and make Sirius Secret-Keeper. Oh yeah, he's also Best Man at your wedding and my godfather. Anyway, at the last minute, he persuades you to change Secret Keeper to Peter. But Peter betrays you and sells you to Voldemort. So Voldemort comes to Godric's Hollow, where you live. You tell Mum, er, Lily to get me and run, and that you'll hold him off. Then," Harry sighed deeply. "Voldemort kills you with the Killing Curse-"there was a gasp from James. "Then he goes up to my nursery, where Lily is. Voldemort did need to kill her; he wanted me dead. But she begs him to kill her instead. He..he kills her with the Killing Curse. He tried to kill me." Harry said. He took a deep breath and looked at James. James was staring at Harry, pale and shaken.

"What do you mean 'tried'?" James asked slowly.

"He used the Avada Kedavra curse on me, but the curse backfired and hit him instead. He didn't die, though...he just disappeared into a mere shadow. I was then known as 'The Boy Who Lived'." Harry said, grimacing slightly at the name.

"What happened after that? What happened to you?" James asked.

"Sirius figured out what had happened. That Peter betrayed you and Lily, so he hunted Peter down himself. But Peter shouted out things like 'How could you, Sirius? Lily and James- Sirius, why!' He framed Sirius and blasted up the whole street, killing 12 muggles. He cut his finger and transformed into a rat. Sirius was sent to Azkaban after that." Harry said.

"Oh, God…" James whispered, looking completely mortified.

"Look, I'll just stop-"Harry began.

"No, I need to know the whole thing. I need to know what happened, your years at Hogwarts, what's happening in your time- everything." James stated firmly.

Harry nodded and gulped. It seemed as though he was going through his Hogwarts years all over again. It would be hard, especially his 4th year. He no longer felt that it was completely his fault that Cedric died, but whenever he thought about it, he felt a pang of guilt in his stomach.

So Harry talked about his time at Hogwarts.

"So now, Voldemort's dead. Gone for good." Harry finished. "Hopefully..." he added in an undertone so nobody could hear him.

"You're... my son?" James said. Harry nodded.

"I'm...dead?" Harry nodded once again.

"Merlin." James whispered.

"After I get back to the future, I'm going to try to get Sirius out of that veil." Harry said.

"Do you know how to?" Hermione asked.

Harry frowned. "No, not yet." He admitted.

James' ear perked up.

"Are you talking about that veil in the Department of Mysteries?" he asked them.

Ginny nodded. "Do you know anything about it?"

"Not too much. Dad talks about it sometimes. It's pretty complicated." James said.

"Well?" Harry asked.

"Er..." James said, trying to remember. "Oh yeah- the veil just...is. No matter what time it is, like the past, present, or future, it adds more people. Sirius in your time is in that veil now. I guess it's a mystery how he is." James said.

"What's in there?" Harry asked. James thought for a minute.

"Er, I think it's just a blank. Just a great big whir of people." James answered.

"As soon as you're in there, you're, er- not exactly dead, but not alive either. So we need a dead person to go there. Wait- hang on! I still have that two way mirror Sirius gave me! It's er, a bit cracked, but I can fix it. I can have someone go in the veil and take the mirror to Sirius." Harry said, thinking rapidly.

"Hey, you have that? Brilliant!" James exclaimed.

"A ghost!" Ginny, Hermione, and Harry exclaimed together.

"We need one that can carry things. We know that Nick can't." Ginny said.

The color was drained from Ginny, Harry, and Hermione's faces.

"What?" James asked.

"Harry, the only ghost that can do that is..." Hermione said quietly.

"Peeves." Harry whispered.

- - - -

"PEEVES!" Filch roared. Peeves was shooting ink pellets at the trophies in the trophy room.

Peeves cackled evilly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Filch, let me." Harry said. Hermione, Ginny, and James were right behind him. They had used the Marauder's Map to track Peeves down.

Harry flicked his wand so Peeves couldn't float through the walls.

"Will you let us talk to Peeves alone, Argus?" Harry said politely.

Filch grinned evilly. "Of course, I would suggest highly, er, dangerous spells, Professor."

"Like what?" Harry asked lightly. He felt Hermione kick his ankle. He grimaced slightly from the pain.

"Er- I should be going now." Filch said, brushing past them and out of the room.

"What in Merlin's name was that all about?" James asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just that Filch is a Squib, the usual." Harry said casually.

James goggled. "Are you serious?"

"No, but I believe your best mate is." Harry said chuckling at the pun. James grunted.

"Anyway… down to business." Harry cleared his throat.

"What do you want, Professor Dono-Pono?" Peeves asked. He attempted to throw an ink pellet at Harry, but Harry dodged it with ease. Harry waved his wand, and an invisible shield covered Ginny, James, Hermione, and himself.

"I've come here to ask you a favor." Harry said clearly.

Peeves laughed. "I don't do any favors for nobody."

"You're not understanding me, are you, Peeves?" Harry said mildly.

"Clearly." Peeves said in a bored tone.

"Peeves, I'm very powerful. Oh yes, you may be a ghost, but I can still curse you and such. Let me demonstrate." Harry concentrated hard. Suddenly the trophy room was filled with Peeves' high pitched giggles.

"Ugh-Bloody-Professor-tickles-stop!" Peeves gasped between bursts of giggles. It looked like Peeves as being tickled everywhere. James let out a snort and soft laughter.

Harry stopped the tickling. "Now do you understand?"

"'Fraid so." Peeves grumbled.

"Alright. Here's what I need you to do." Harry said.

He explained to Peeves the plan. Harry summoned the two way mirrors and fixed the one that was cracked.

"Here." said Harry. Harry gave Peeves a package. "We'll meet you in the Department of Mysteries at the room with that veil. Dunno what it's called."

"Veil of the Unknown." James said. "Or the Veil of Whispers, to some because a few people claim that they can hear voices in there."

"I can." Harry said quietly. "Peeves, go." Peeves glared at Harry, but sped off, anyway.

"All of you, hold onto me. I'm going to apparate there." Harry said.

When everyone had a hold of him, Harry apparated to the Department of Mysteries.

Harry shivered as he look around the room. He hated it. After Sirius' death, he never came back here. With the exception of the last battle with Voldemort. Then he saw it. The veil that Sirius disappeared through. He heard faint whispers coming from the veil. He walked closer to it. Harry could just see a warmish glow inside of it, as if welcoming him to jump right in.

"Harry!" he heard a voice that snapped him back to reality. Without realizing it, Harry had gotten much closer; close enough to step right in. He hastily back away from it.

Two seconds later, Peeves came gliding in.

"Is that it?" Peeves asked, nodding to the veil. Harry nodded.

With a mere glance at Harry, Peeves went through the veil. About thirty seconds later, Peeves came back without the package.

"What happened, Peeves?" Harry asked quickly.

"They won't let me go because I'm already dead." Peeves answered bluntly.

"Well, where's the mirror?" Harry asked, very disappointed.

"Oh, that man, Sirius Black? I saw him through the crowd so I threw it to him before they kicked me out of that stinking place." Peeves said carelessly.

"Who's 'they'?" Ginny asked.

"Dunno. Well, if that's all, then Peeves must get back to do more school damage." Peeves said gliding away.

"Thanks." Harry said happily.

"H-Harry?" a voice called from Harry's bag.

Harry quickly opened his bag and took out his mirror and gasped.

"S-Sirius?"