First I want to mention that I own nothing except the plot and that some characters might be OOC. Also, I am not a native speaker of the English language, so please excuse any possible grammar or spelling mistakes and inform me of them so that I can edit them.

In addition to that I want to ask you to review everything because the reviews would inspire me and give me ideas.

Oh, and I don't know when the twins were born, so I just made a year up and said thex were born in 1948 and Molly in 1950.

The next five minutes felt like an eternity to Harry. He looked at Gideon, waiting for him to say something, and when he didn't, Harry got super nervous. What if they threw him out? And all that just because he was really 45 years old? Minute after minute passed and Gideon still hadn't said anything, so Harry gulped and took his whole Gryffindor courage to say his name.

'Gideon?' It came out barely as a whisper, but you had to admit that Harry never felt that nervous before. Not before the Sorting at Hogwarts, not before his first Quidditch match, not when saving Sirius, no, he never felt more nervous than now. Gideon finally snapped out of his shocked daze and spluttered random words and when he caught himself again, he took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, 'So, urm...yeah, well...' Gideon cleared his throat again and you could tell by the look on his face that he felt uneasy about the whole situation. If this was true, then the little boy sitting in front of him was about 10 years older than himself and his brother. and 8 years older than their sister, Molly. But time travel was impossible...right? Or, no. Time travel wasn't entirely impossible, it was just impossible to travel back further than 5 hours. Or so Gideon Prewett thought.

'Well...?' Gideon got snapped out of his thoughts by Harry, who had scared, nervous and many more expressions on his face, which meant you couldn't exactly tell how Harry was feeling right now.

'Well...are you serious? You really are 45 years old?! Like, 10 years older than me and Fab?' Harry nodded. 'Wow...b-but why are you telling me this now? And why did you come back in ti-'

'I'M HOME!', Fabian yelled from the hallway. Harry grinned widely. Now they had like two hours to explain before Gideon has to go to work. 'GREAT! COME TO THE LIVING COME! WE HAVE TO TALK!' Gideon still couldn't believe it. His, well, he considered Harry as his son, was from the future and knows what will happen in the next 35 years. But he couldn't finish his thoughts, because his twin brother, Fabian, came in grinning widely and sat down next to Gideon.

'What is is you wanted to talk about?' That excitement made Harry even more nervous. How would Fabian react when Harry told him his story? Gideon still looked like he had bitten into a lemon, so how would Fabian react? Harry gulped, breathed in and out and started talking.

'Fabian...this is serious. I- how do I explain this? Urgh...let's just do it! I'm from the future.' Now it was out and Harry couldn't take it back. Fabian looked shocked and looked between his brother and Harry before bursting out laughing. 'This. Was literally the best prank you guys have ever played on me! How did you come up with a-' Fabian stopped laughing as he realized that neither of the other two had started laughing, which they always did, should it be a prank. But that means- no. Harry can't possibly be from the future, could he?

'Yes Fab. I am indeed from the future and it's the truth. I will now tell you my life until I got sent back here. And please, don't interrupt until I finished.' Harry inhaled shakily and exhaled again. 'So, the night in Godric's Hollow...

'On the ride to Hogwarts...in my first year...

'In the summer before my second year...

'In my third year...

'In my fourth...fifth...sixth...seventh year...

'Then I killed Voldemort and the prophecy was fulfilled. Many years later I was married to Ginny, while Hermione and Ron were a married couple. They had two children, Rose and Hugo, while Ginny and I had three, James, Albus and Lily. When Albus should have gone into his first year, I got killed by Lucius Malfoy, but when I opened my eyes, my parents stood before me and explained that I had to go back. They said I shouldn't trust anyone before I surely knew they were trustworthy. And I should trust Sirius and Remus. When I woke up again, I was in my crib the night before my parents died. So I made a plan. I saved them with my plan and hid them in the Room of Requirements only with a letter. I also found out why I should trust Sirius, because he behaved very similar than right before he died, so I figured he must have gone back, too. But Remus...I really don't know. Maybe it's just because he was so good friends and actually really trustworthy, or he also came back. Other than that, I really have no idea.'

Harry stopped to let all the information sink in. The twins breathed heavily and looked at Harry as if he were a ghost. And, to be comletely honest, Harry couldn't blame them. He would do the same, if it were either of the twins, who came back in time. But now, what to do?

'What do we do now?', Fabian asked and Gideon nodded agreeing. Harry sighed and shook his head. 'Sorry boys, but I really don't know. We could just continue in this world as it had been in my last timeline and just save people without anyone knowing. But on the other hand. What if we hunted the horcruxes down now? Voldemort would be dead by the end of the year and we could tell everyone what happened. And you, you would be able to reunite with Molly, and introduce yourselves to the Weasley children. I'm sure, Fred and George would adore you. They are named after the both of you, after all.'

Fabian and Gideon looked shocked for a moment, probably due to the fact that their nephews were named after them. But then Gideon shook the shock out of his face and confronted Harry about his ideas.

'But Harry, you may have already defeated Voldemort and all, but think about it. We are supposed to be dead and you, you are stuck in the body of a six year old! That won't be possible. We have to wait at least until you go to Hogwarts again. And to add to all that, you said you couldn't trust the Weasley's?' Harry nodded. He knew this would come up one way or the other.

'They can't be trusted, you're right. Or at least Molly and Ronald can't. What's with the others, I don't know. Molly and Dumbledore worked together to get me married to Ginny, but I don't know, if Ginny really was in love with me or if she knew of all this and happily agreed to marry the great Harry Potter. Ron on the other hand, it was weird. He came into my compartment saying everywhere else was full, but when I went to change into my robes, I saw many empty compartments. I didn't think much of it then, but now I think it was all set up. Ron had to be my friend so that Molly and Dumbledore could pull the thing with love potion and all that through. And that explains his hatred to Hermione. She wasn't supposed to be friends with us, I think. He hated her because of her intelligence, and if I think about it, her arrogance. Yes, she was a bit arrogant in first year, but she's a muggle-born. She only wanted to learn about the wizarding world as much as I wanted. She just showed it differently. I learned not to ask questions at an early age from Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, but she grew up in a home where it was ok to ask questions or spend the whole day with reading books. I didn't know that and learned by experience, she learned by asking and reading. I think we can trust her, too, should it come to the decision.'

Harry exhaled. He didn't even realize that he held his breath the whole time and Fabian and Gideon did the same. They also held their breaths until Harry was finished with his speech.

Fabian was the one to break the silence.

'So, what do we do now? You can trust Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, us, Hermione Granger and maybe, just maybe, some of the Weasleys. But Ronald and Molly are out of the game, because they organized who you should be friends with and who not. Wow...our own sister, I had never expected her to ever behave like that. What would Mum and Dad say?' Gideon shrugged and Harry sighed. 'Yes, that's only at least five people I can trust. I do admit, it's not much, but better five people to trust than 10 fake friends who are ready to betray you at every moment. But yes, what do we do now? My body is only six years old right now, so what can we do? Nothing, at least not right now. But to be sure, I'll have to finish of all the horcruxes before fourth year, so that I can kill that damn snake at the graveyard. Then I'll let Voldy kill me, or my horcrux for that matter and when I wake up, I'll finish him off. So no lies in fifth year. Everyone will believe that Voldemort is dead, but no one will believe me, if I said I finished him of in fourth year and not in 1981. That's not a problem, tho. Someone will believe me and if not, that's why pensives exist. So, Gid, I think you'll have to go to work now.'

And with that Harry and Fabian said goodbye to Gideon and Gideon finally left for work. Now that left two people in the house who don't know what to do. That means they will have a really boring afternoon with a bit of chess and all that.