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There was an earsplitting scream from inside the house. Harry had heard that same scream only once I his life.
Harry felt ultimate fear rising from the pit of his stomach. "Hermione."
Harry scrambled through the window and James and Sirius1 immediately followed. Harry sprinted out of James' room and into Hermione's room. There, he saw three hooded figures, towering at the end of Hermione's bed with their wands pointed at Hermione. A red beam of light struck her.
Harry had forgotten his wand at his bedside table and quickly summoned it. He put a protection spell on Hermione. She was shaking madly, but the curse was lifted from her. Harry sensed Maria, Henry, Sirius, Sirius1, and James approaching slowly.
Harry immediately put an anti-dissapparating charm in the room. Harry sensed everyone behind him raising their wands.
"Let me." Harry said quietly.
The hooded figures were obviously Death Eaters. They started to shoot curses at Harry and everyone else behind him, but he had already put a very strong shield charm on all of them.
"So Potter, you've come here well-powered, I see." Spat the Death Eater in the middle.
"Apparently so." Harry said coolly.
"So, come and kill us," said the one on the right with just a trace of fear in his voice.
"Oh, I don't kill unless I see it necessary." Harry said lightly.
"Noble, are you?" sneered the one on the left.
"No, just a bit nicer than I really should be." Harry said, shrugging.
"The Dark Lord will kill your parents, mark my words. He will conquer!" the middle one hissed.
Harry snorted, and said coldly, "Your dear master, Voldemort, he's nothing but a cowardly, good for nothing, power hungry, filth of a person."
"How dare you insult the Dark Lord? How dare you speak his name with your filthy mouth?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "If you mess up a plan of his, he doesn't give a damn about you. He'll let you rot in Azkaban once you're in there, or torture you when you get back. He might even kill you. Anyway, your master doesn't frighten me. I've encountered him too many times to be afraid of him. Well, I must excuse myself; I'm off to get the minister. He'll offer you three nice, cozy cells in Azkaban where the Dementors will keep you company." Harry said this all very smoothly.
He strolled over to the fireplace, tossed some floo powder in, and said, "Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic." (Okay, um, I just remembered that Fudge wasn't elected Minister yet, he was some undersecretary of something… but just pretend he's the minister)
Within ten seconds, a very sleepy looking face of the minister's appeared. He quickly grew alert when he saw Harry.
"Minister, we've got three Death Eaters here. We need you at the Potter's place." Harry said abruptly.
"And who might you be?" Fudge asked a bit rudely.
"It doesn't matter who I am at the moment, does it? Just get some Aurors here in 5 minutes, Fudge." Harry snapped.
"This is the Minister you're talking to!" Fudge exclaimed indignantly.
"Well, right now I honestly don't give a damn who I'm talking to. Just get some Aurors here." Harry growled. His eyes flashed silver in anger and annoyance. Harry took his head out of the fire without waiting for an answer.
"Now, let's see who we've caught." Harry said, slowly walking up to the Death Eaters. He knew he was being cocky, but at the moment, he didn't care. He unmasked the one on the left. It was Crabbe (meaning, Crabbe in Harry's times' grandfather).
"Not a surprise there." Harry muttered loudly.
Harry unmasked the one on the right. Goyle.
"I can guess who's in the middle. Hmm, let's see, could it be Malfoy?" Harry's voice dripped with sarcasm.
He unmasked the one in the middle. It was Malfoy (Lucius' dad). Harry heard gasps from behind him. He turned around questioningly.
"Luciamus! You're a Death Eater?" (Sorry, I couldn't think of a better name) Maria gasped in shock.
"Why, yes, dear Maria, it so happens that I am." Malfoy sneered.
The shield was still protecting the others, but Harry walked away from them, so he was no longer protected by it. Suddenly, in unison, the three Death Eaters used the Cruciatus Curse on Harry. "Crucio!" they bellowed.
Harry felt pain this time, because there were three curses shot at him all at once. He fell to his knees, and bit his tongue. He refused to scream out loud. Harry felt warm, thick blood coming from his tongue as he bit hard on it. Harry couldn't see or hear straight. Everything was fuzzy and blurred. He vaguely heard a faint color of yellow shot at the Death Eaters' direction. The pain lessened and soon stopped. Harry slowly stood up, staggering slightly. He was shaking all over, and his hand clenched onto his wand so tightly that his knuckles were completely white. He turned and saw Sirius, James, and Sirius1 with their wands out, then slowly turned back to the Death Eaters, who all had a violent, bloody gash across their chests.
Harry narrowed his eyes in anger as the three Death Eaters smirked triumphantly, slightly wincing at their injuries.
"So," Harry said quietly, "you decided to outnumber me with that, then? I could deal with that." He closed his eyes and re-opened them when he heard gasps and yells.
Flames surrounded the three Death Eaters, licking at their feet. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get rid of the fire spreading quickly around them.
They all looked at Harry in confusion, fear, and anger. "What the hell?" Crabbe muttered wildly.
"Precisely." Harry said simply.
In a split second, the ground beneath the three Death Eaters disappeared and they went falling into a pit of fire and blackness. The hole closed back up and the fire disappeared into smoke. The Death Eaters were gone.
"H-Harry… w-what'd you do?"
Harry spun around and saw very frightened looks on everyone's faces. Suddenly, he was feeling exhausted and collapsed on the end of Hermione's bed, rubbing his temples.
"What did you do, Harry?" Sirius1 repeated in a firm, yet gentle voice.
"I think I've just sent them to hell- there was a collective gasp from many, "-but don't worry, they'll be back by tomorrow afternoon."
Harry turned to Hermione. She wasn't shaking quite as much as before. "Hermione, are you okay?"
"Mmhm." She whispered.
"Hermione?" Harry said softly. He walked over and sat down beside her. "Hermy?"
"Hermione's head snapped sideways, looking straight at Harry. "Don't you ever call me that again, Harry James Potter!" she hissed angrily. She suddenly clapped her hands over her mouth and her eyes widened.
"Uh oh." Harry whispered. His eyes slowly moved up to Maria and Henry Potter. They both looked shocked and slightly confused.
Just then, Aurors came out of the fireplace.
"Where are they?" one buff looking guy demanded. All of them had their wands out.
"Poof." Sirius said simply.
"What the hell do you mean 'poof', kid?" another growled.
"Yeah, I thought someone put an anti-dissapparation spell on this place."
"Hey, I'm no kid, I'm a man!" Sirius cried indignantly.
"Yeah!" agreed Sirius1. Sirius grinned at his older self.
"Er, they're just gone… we don't know how…" James said slowly and carefully.
The Aurors demanded for more information.
"Look, we don't know anything else, other than they just disappeared. They're Death Eaters, doesn't that tell you anything?" Sirius1 said tiredly.
The Aurors grudgingly agreed that nothing more could be done, and one by one, they stepped into the fireplace and left. The last few stuck around while one spoke to Henry.
"Henry, we're going to need you at the office sometime today. Terribly sorry, I know it's your vacation and all, but-"
Henry glanced at James apologetically. "It's understandable. I'll be there sometime after noon."
The Auror nodded weakly, and they left.
Harry undid the Anti Dissaparation charm with a simple wave of his hand.
"We should talk, I suppose." Maria said gently to everyone.
Harry and the others nodded miserably. This wasn't turning out the way he had expected. Too many people were starting to know about their time traveling. He started to wonder whether or not to Obliviate them right on the spot.
They walked downstairs to the family room where there was a circular couch with a walking space on each side. On the inside of the couch was a circular translucent table. In front of the couch was a warm fire. Harry and Sirius had to help Hermione down the long set of stairs. Once everyone was seated, Harry conjured everyone cups of tea. James' parents sat nervously from across them.
"Er, I'll be right back." Harry said hesitantly. With a pop he was gone. Ten seconds later, he came back with Albus Dumbledore. Harry seated himself in his seat and Dumbledore took a seat next to Mr. and Mrs. Potter.
"So, Harry, I am assuming this is extraordinarily important or I don't think you would've woken me up from my peaceful slumber at 4:37 in the morning." Dumbledore said a bit too cheerfully.
"Something has happened, Professor." Harry said.
"May that be the reason for such grim faces?" Dumbledore asked in concern.
Harry nodded dourly. "Death Eaters attacked Hermione a little while ago." He paused, then Dumbledore nodded for Harry to continue. "I put a Protection Charm on Hermione and a Shield Charm on everyone else. I put the Anti Dissapparation charm on the room. Then I contacted Fudge. I checked out who the Death Eaters were. They shot the Cruciatus at me, and I, er, sort of blew it. They disappeared." Harry said, keeping his eyes firmly on his hands.
"And do you have any idea where you sent the Death Eaters?" Dumbledore asked.
Harry let out a breath. "I'm not going to lie to you. I might've, er, sent them to hell." He said, and quickly added, "not too long, though. They'll be back by the afternoon."
Dumbledore let out a small sigh. "We shall hope so… by the way, that is, if you don't mind me asking, who were the Death Eaters?"
"Crabbe, Goyle, and Malfoy. What's so surprising about Malfoy being a Death Eater, anyways?" Harry asked Maria.
"Well, his wife, Clarisse, is a good friend of mine, and I'd never think Luciamus was a Death Eater." Maria said shakily.
Henry cleared his throat. "I think we have another issue to discuss." He paused, then went on, looking at Harry. "Why did they call you 'Potter'? And I may be a fool to ask this, as you have much power, but why weren't you a least bit afraid of those Death Eaters? I'm not too sure about Crabbe and Goyle, but I know Luciamus is a very powerful wizard."
Harry glanced at Dumbledore. He decided to answer the easier question first. "I've delt with a lot of Death Eaters in my past. I have confidence. If you were scared, you would panic, and that's not a very good thing in the situation. But, of course, I can't be too confident and get cocky like I did back there. It could get you in a shitload of trouble. But, I mean, not being scared, it's not like I'm trying to play the hero." Harry said. He emphasized the last bit, playfully glaring at Hermione. She blushed ferociously and looked down, biting her lower lip in embarrassment. (If you've read OoTP, then you'll have understood that)
"This is so bloody complicated." Sirius1 muttered. Harry couldn't help but agree.
'Harry, what do you think… any memories?' a voice asked in his head. It was Dumbledore's.
Harry looked at the Headmaster and in return he gave Harry the tiniest of nods.
'Er… no, why- hang on… Oh- yes! Are you sure, though, if we should?' Harry thought.
'I can't think of any other solution at the moment, and I don't think we have much time to think of one… but in the end, it's all up to you.' Dumbledore said silently.
Harry thought for a moment and looked around. Henry and Maria were looking a bit nervous. Sirius1 looked like he was thinking hard and James was smirking at Sirius. Harry looked at Sirius, and saw his eyes staring at Hermione. Harry's eyes widened. Hermione was fast asleep with her head leaning on Sirius' shoulder, and Sirius was playing with Hermione's hair with one hand, and the other arm was on the head of the couch, barely touching Hermione's shoulders. Harry nudged Sirius1 lightly and glanced at Sirius. Sirius1' eyes grew wide, then he sent a look of disgust at his past self. Harry turned his attention back to Dumbledore.
'Er… it wouldn't be too good if too many people knew about me… so I guess we should obliviate them.' Harry thought to Dumbledore guiltily.
Dumbledore nodded. 'I'll do Henry, and you do Maria. But remember; just make sure you only erase the 'Potter' part and nothing else.'
Harry tilted his head into a nod. Using wandless magic, Harry obliviated Maria's memory. There was a faint light that shot towards Maria. A second later, Harry saw a second faint light that shot at Henry.
"So, now what shall we do? It's nearly 6 o'clock, so-"Henry started brightly.
The fire had turned to blazing emerald green and out came Remus, looking tired, but energetic and cheerful.
Sirius1, Harry, James, and Sirius groaned loudly. They didn't get any sleep at all and they now had to go to Hogsmeade.
"Er…. Did I miss something here?" Remus asked quizzically, looking around at everyone.
"Well, it seems that everything's straightened out, so I'll be leaving now." The Headmaster said, getting up.
Everyone said their goodbyes to him and he left with a pop.
James suddenly got up, grinning at Remus.
"HA! Moony, I told you Padfoot fancied Hermione! You owe me 5 galleons!" James said loudly, point a finger at Remus.
"Shh!" Sirius said, glancing at Hermione.
Remus grumbled as he took out 5 galleons from his money bag.
"So, what did I miss? You all look dead beat!" Remus said, flopping down on a seat next to James.
"I'm going to go make some breakfast for all of you. I'll leave it out with a warming charm so you can eat it later. I'm getting some sleep after that, so try not too make too much noise before you leave." Maria said, "Oh, welcome, Remus, dear." Remus gave her a cheery smile.
"I'm getting some sleep, too. Remus, you'll be staying over? In your usual room?" Henry asked. Remus nodded with a grin.
After James' parents left, Remus turned to the rest. "Not to be rude, or anything, but what the bloody hell happened?" he demanded for the 3rd time.
James explained the whole thing, with bits of help from both Sirius'.
"You guys should get some sleep. I'm going to go put my stuff away and start on the homework. I'll wake you guys up at 9 or so." Remus said.
"Your stuff?" Sirius questioned.
Remus took out a tiny trunk out of his pocket. "I shrunk it."
"Let's go upstairs." Sirius1 said, getting up.
Sirius picked Hermione up gently.
Sirius1 rolled his eyes at his past self. Harry, Remus, and James raised an eyebrow at Sirius but he chose to ignore them and continued out the door. Everyone followed him in exasperation.
Harry said his 'goodnights' to everyone and walked into his room, completely exhausted. Without taking his glasses off and putting his wand away, he collapsed onto his bed into a peaceful slumber.
Right, so, there's chapter 14. I know, it was incredibly boring and completely horrible, but I'm having writer's block… or something. Forgive me! I dunno if the next one's gonna be good. I have a feeling it's going to be horrible. But whatever. Bear with me! It'll get better later. I hope. Lol. Oh yeah, I think I'm going to delete my other stories so I can focus on this one right now. I might write them again later. But I think they're crappp. Well, reviews are appreciated and welcome!
