Hey guys, second chapter. Hope you like it. Feel free to like, comment or give ideas that you would like to include in this time travel fanfiction. Will try to add them in and make this fanfiction even better. Thanks!

Soph

2

Dizzy.

That was all he could think of.

Get up, Albus, get up. Get up. Up. UP. UP.

Muffled yellings. Probably Rose screaming at James again.

Two pairs of hands. Freddie? Roxanne? No idea. Rough. Thin. Definitely not the hands of an innocent, cute kid. Who though? He had no idea. The hands pushed him real hard against a cold wall with a thin layer of ancient stuck-on dust. Ew.

His eyes finally opened. What on Earth? Who was this guy? Some guy from the dump? From hell? From Azkaban?

Wait… oh wait. That's why he looked familiar.

Some guy from Azkaban.

But whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttttttttttttttttt?

(The most extreme level of visible confusion)

'What's happening there, Sirius?'

'No idea, Moony.'

'No idea? Not dementors?'

'Well, yeah, dementors. This one looks a helluva lot like Harry. I mean, who's gonna disguise themselves as Harry during these times, uh? Dementors!'

Moony walks in.

'KkKiiiiiDdSsssS?'

'Yeah, Moony, but don't show your uncle side, I swear they're dementors!'

A slight groan came out from under the humongous pile of tangled-up under-18 kids.

'Hugo, was that you?' asked Rose, while glaring at James, who was too afraid to glare back.

'Rose, help. Ouch.'

Roxanne, who had Fred's Nike thrusted into her hair and one of Hugo's hand hit on her cheek, murmured something like: you're not the only one who needs help, dude.

'Shut up! You are now all under our control!'

Silence. Totally total silence.

Remus and Sirius un-tangled the kids and majicked ropes to wrap around them so they couldn't move, which, by the way, meant no difference to the kids, since they were still 'tangled by stuff'.

'Hey.' said James, eyebrows raised. These two 'intruders' seem familiar.

'I said shut up, you disgusting piece of disgust.' muttered Sirius, with a hint of order and threat.

'Hey.' James said again.

'We're working, kid, talk later.' said Remus, unsurprising calm.

'I just want to ask for your name-'

'Ouch!'

'Hugo!'

Rose whipped around, not caring about anything except her brother. That shout did not sound like what her quiet brother usually was. Something was wrong. She knew it.

And she was right. Unfortunately.