A whoosh of sound was heard, as one person flooed into Albus Dumbledore's office. A few seconds later, a second whoosh was heard, and another person appeared.

Lily Potter looked around in fascination. She had never seen the headmaster's office closely before and was filled with amusement and wonder at the sort of things in there. Really, the only other time she visited here was when she was head girl, and she was too nervous to even look

around the office.

James Potter also looked around, but his was one of bored remembrance of the last year. He had been in here more times than he can count. His gaze shifted to his wife, and he smiled to himself rather giddily. WIFE!

Lily felt his gaze on her and laughed. "You're doing it again" He grinned sheepishly and dropped his gaze.

"How long do you think before everyone appears?" He asked, to change the subject.

She smiled fondly at him and shrugged. "Dunno. Maybe five minutes, maybe an hour. Why do you think he called us like this anyway? There didn't seem to be a bad emergency, or he would have told us. He was relatively calm."

Before James could answer, there was another whoosh, and Sirius Black Stepped out of the floo, barely given enough time to brush the dust off before his vision became obscured by red hair.

"SIRIUS!" Lily yelped and hugged him tighter. Lily had not seen her surrogate ' older brother ' for a month at least and had missed him terribly. Sirius hugged her back just as tight, squealing "Lily flower!" in the same tone.

James rolled his eyes. "Oi, you two, step aside, the others are going to come too."

Sirius raised his glittering grey eyes to James and said," Why, James! Jealous of your wife?" But stepped aside. Just in time too, as the floo gave another whoosh as Remus's tired face appeared.

"REMY!" Lily and Sirius screamed together and hugged him. James pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Hey, Lily, Sirius. James! A little help here?" Remus asked, a little out of breath by the two people on top of him. James rolled his eyes again and hoisted them up and side from the floo, giving his two best friends a hug each, brushing off the soot from their clothes.

Sirius snickered. "You're such a mom, James."

Before James could retaliate, there was another whoosh as Euphemia Potter stepped through, followed by her husband, Fleamont Potter. There were more merry greetings, and Mrs. Potter hugged Lily, laughing and joking with her son. Fleamont also gave them all a round of hugs and more people started flooring through. Lily threw herself at her best friends, Alice, Mary, Dorcas, and Marlene, as she hadn't seen them in months. The other members of the order of the phoenix were also starting to come in, like Benjy Fenwick, Edgar Bones, Caradoc Dearborn, Elphias Doge, Daedalus Diggle, Aberforth Dumbledore, Alastor Moody, Rubeus Hagrid, Minerva McGonagall, and Arthur and Molly Weasley, with her brothers, Fabian and Gideon Prewett. There was a loud reunion, as there hadn't been a full house meeting in a long time, and the office was almost full. There was chatter all around, as they waited for Dumbledore.

"Wait, where's Peter, you think?" James asked, looking around the room.

Sirius shrugged. "Eh, he'll show up. Maybe he's busy on some mission?"

There was another whoosh then, as Dumbledore himself stepped throught the floo to his office. There was an instant quiet, and a small undertone of worry when they saw that the headmaster was tense. But he hid it well, and smiled at the room full of order members.

"You will not believe," he started, "how happy I am to see all of you in here." Dumbledore smiled at them, eyes twinkling, and conjured some fluffy armchairs and sofas for them all to sit on.

"Please," He gestured.

" Well, as you all know, I have called you all here for an emergency meeting as I have received a message," He paused, "From the future."

There was a shocked silence around the room before it burst into noise.

"But Dumbledore, that's impossible! Are you sure?"

Dumbledore smiled dryly. "Yes, my dear. I am sure. And you know how I will not say that until I am absolutely sure. But they know things which they cannot know unless they are from the future."

"They? Who is this they?" James Potter asked, furrowing his brow.

Dumbledore smiled gently. "I believe it was from a certain boy called Harry Potter."

Lily gasped. "My son?" She beamed, feeling incredibly happy.

He nodded in confirmation. "Although they didn't give any way to contact them, they said that they will contact us, and figure out a way to get the people on the list in this office. So, you are not the last people to attend this event. Just as he finished saying these words, there was a whoosh, and Regulus Black stepped out of the flames. The air turned icy. Sirius had turned away from his, and there were cries of outrage from the other order members about how he allowed a 'death eater' in an order meeting. But again they were interrupted by another whoosh, and this time, Severus Snape stepped out of the floo. The cries of outrage grew louder, complaining that they would run and tell their master all of this until Dumbledore spoke.

"SILENCE," He said calmly, and the room went quiet. "I do not know why they were called here, but I have a job from people of the future, and I did it. If you have a problem, you can happily go and have a fight with Harry Potter."

The two Slytherins were watching impassively, and there was no expression on either of their faces, but Regulus was frightened, and the sixth year stepped a little behind Snape.

Caradoc Dearborn sighed and spoke. "Fine, ignoring the two Slytherins, why did they decide that they need to communicate with us so suddenly? Why not just let life go on?"

Dumbledore sighed. " You know as well as I do, Caradoc, that this is a war. Not everyone will get away with it. Blood will be spilled, betrayals will be happening, and the worst part? Innocent people will be murdered."

There was silence. "Well, then how will we stop it?" Asked McGonagall, anxiously.

"Books," Dumbledore said simply.

"Books?" Euphemia echoed, convinced she heard him wrong.

"Yes, dear, books. The people from the future have decided that they will put all that they have been through in books, which we will read."

"Then where are these books?" Marlene asked, looking around.

"They said they will send them as soon as we say the spell," He said, pulling out his wand.

He raised it to the ceiling and muttered a few words under his breath. Instantly, there was a black portal above them, and voices could be heard.

"Here we are, everyone, they contacted us. Harry, would you like to go first?" A girl's voice said, and they heard an answering murmur before a whoosh was heard, and a young man jumped down from the black hole. He landed like a cat, and when he straightened up, Euphemia gasped. Why the boy was a carbon copy of James! With Lily's eyes, of course.

He roamed his eyes around the office and took note of his surroundings as if he was searching for an ambush before his green gaze landed on the people. His eyes fell on each and every one of the members in the room until he looked at his parents.

For a second, Harry's world stopped. This was the first time remembered seeing them. The photos didn't do Lily's beauty justice, and there was a mischievous glint in James's eyes that can't be caught in a picture. He remembered seeing their ghosts, that night in the forest, but he had been too preoccupied then. But now… He let his gaze roam his parents as if committing every detail to memory before there was another whoosh behind him. It was Ron. Ron also did the same thing as him, it was a habit now, to check if you are being ambushed, before following Harry's gaze.

"Oh, Harry…" Ron whispered, knowing exactly what Harry was thinking. He placed a hand on his shoulder, and Harry's mind cleared a little, of the fog that had consumed it, and he stepped a little toward his mother and father. Hesitantly, he took another one, and another and another, until he was right in front of them. They seemed confused but didn't say a word. Harry lifted a hand slowly to his mother's cheek and touched her delicately. His hand shook with the fear that his hand would go through her, that she was just a ghost, but it didn't. His hand touched warm skin, and he just about collapsed with relief.

"Hi mum," He said, his voice a little choked from saying the word for the first time in his life, and his mother smiled and pulled him into a hug.

Harry wanted to break down. His mother hugged him. His mother, not Mrs. Weasley, his mother, who had given her life for his, his mother, who he had never seen nor touched until now, hugged him. She smelled like Jasmine, and Harry tried his best to commit the smell in his memory, as he was sure she would disappear later. Harry burrowed his face into her neck and held back the urge to cry. Not here, not now. Not in front of so many people. Clenching his fists, he broke the hug, sure that he would cry if he stayed like that. Giving a shaky smile to his dad, he stepped back. Later. Later, when the world was not watching, he would go to them. To his father. He kept his eyes on the ground, knowing that his self-control would break if he saw Sirius or Remus, or even Moody. He faced away from them all and looked straight at Dumbledore. His heart broke a little more.

Not now. He thought to himself. Not here and not now.

Repeating it to himself, he looked away from Dumbledore too. His eyes fell on a younger Snape, and a person who could only be Sirius's younger brother. They didn't seem to have an expression and stared back cooly, but he could see the slight falter in Regulus's mask. He smiled a bit and stepped towards them.

Stopping right before Snape, he smiled at them both. "Hello, my name is Harry Potter," Snape stared at him passively, but Regulus's mask twitched again. Stepping around Snape, he leaned into Regulus's ear and whispered something. In an instant, Regulus's mask fell, and he smiled freely at Harry. Harry smiled back and gestured for him to sit. Then, he turned back and noticed that the entire group was there, waiting for him.

He flushed. "Sorry 'Moine" He muttered, before hiding behind them and keeping his eyes on the ground. Hermione smiled a fond smile and began the explanation. He tuned her out, for they had made up the speech together, and looked around the office. He recognized people from that picture Mad-eye Moody showed him. There was Marlene McKinnon, thatmust be Dorcas Meadows, Benjy Fenwick and- Oh.

From the small intake of breath next to him, he knew Neville saw them too. Frank and Alice Longbottom. Neville had gotten his face from her. He nudged Neville and nodded his head toward them. He hesitated, but took small but sure steps toward his parents and hugged them. Harry could only imagine what he must be feeling. Hermione must be thinking the same thing too, as she stopped her speech, and smiled tenderly. Ginny slipped her hand into his, and he squeezed her hand.

"Well, as I was saying before we start reading, we need to invite little us. Meaning, us from the first year." She whispered another spell under her breath and another portal appeared. And out came little Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Neville, and a little Ginny and Luna.

Luna skipped up to them and knelt next to them, explaining the situation in quiet whispers. Harry looked at his older self, a little in wonder. Harry caught the look and winked, nodding him to his parents. Harry ran to them, and hugged them both, feeling so happy! His parents hugged him tight and showed him to his grandparents, cooing over the little boy.

In the corner, Severus felt a vile hatred for Potter, both junior and senior, as Lily cooed over her son. Dear sweet Lily, gave birth to Potter spawn? He felt the hatred whirling in him like an inferno. How dare Potter steal her away from him? How could Potter junior be her son and Potter's son?

"I have grandparents?" Harry asked. There was a pause. "Of course you do! Why would you think-"

Ron cut Lily off. "Coming to that, let's get started, shall we?"

"The first book is called 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone," Harry said, taking over from Ron.