I stayed home all day today to feel sick, survive off of macaroni and canned peaches, and work on this chapter that I wish was longer. I will try and make the next chapter longer, I swear. But for now, thanks for all the reviews.

For all of you that are still confused about this slightly...the reason Sirius is there will be explained by Dumbledore. Also, when Harry went back in time in Part I, he was in the middle of fifth year, he hadn't gone to the Department of Mysteries yet, Sirius was alive, etcetera, etcetera, yadda, yadda. Hope that answers some questions for you.

"Memory Charm?" Hermione asked. Dumbledore nodded and shut the classroom door behind him, locking it shut with his wand.

"Yes, a Memory Charm. After you left for your own time many years ago, Harry, I modified the memories of the people around you. They remember you know as Spencer Williams," he explained.

"I don't remember him," said Sirius. Harry groaned.

"Great, I got to see my parents and they never knew I was there."

"It was all for the best, Harry," Hermione assured him. "But think, you at Hogwarts when you're parents were there, and several years later you're born to them. That would seriously alter time if Dumbledore allowed them to remember you."

"Since you obviously lived in an alternate reality before this little adventure of yours," said Dumbledore. "Hermione and Sirius might want to help you and explain what your life is like now. But Harry, you must promise me that you will not do anymore Time-Traveling. Even if you meddle with the past only a little, it can change the future."

"So, that's why Sirius is no longer a convicted murder?" Harry asked. Dumbledore nodded.

"It seems that even though he can't remember you specifically from Hogwarts, just your presence was enough to change time. I'll leave you three now. Remember, meddle with time, even if it's just a little bit, and you could change it drastically." With that, Dumbledore left the room, leaving them in silence.

"So, er," said Sirius. "where should we start explaining?" he asked awkwardly. Harry shrugged.

"Well, I'm the only one to survive the Killing Curse when I was only one," Harry began. Hermione nodded.

"Yes," she said. "You were the one that defeated V-Voldemort. It's how you got the lightning-shaped scar on your forehead."

"Then I went off to live with the Dursleys for ten years-"

"Are you kidding me?" Sirius asked incredulously. "Your mother's sister? I'd never let you go there."

"Well before I went back to the past I lived with them until I got my Hogwarts letter." Sirius shook his head, but it was Hermione who spoke.

"You live in a house with Sirius, Harry," she said. "It's outside a small village. You actually live close to Ron. He and I stayed there in the summer before our third year." Harry felt a bit of disappointment. If he was living with Sirius that meant he never go to blow up Aunt Marge.

"Skip ahead to Hogwarts, what did you do in your first year?" Sirius asked.

"I met Ron and Hermione on the train and they're my best friends now," Harry said proudly. Hermione smiled and said, "That's true."

"I made the Quidditch team as Seeker, helped Ron save Hermione from a troll, and we saved the Sorcerer's Stone from Quirrell."

"You get an 'O'!" Sirius cheered. Hermione looked somewhere between amused and disapproving.

"Second year, A house elf named Dobby came and told me not to go to Hogwarts ("That's true," said Sirius), the Chamber of Secrets was opened, I found out I can talk to snakes, Hermione got petrified, and it turned out to be Ginny who was being possessed by Voldemort and unleashing a basilisk on the students."

"What about third year?"

"Okay, well, my story goes a bit off. Sirius escaped from Azkaban and I thought he was trying to kill me. I said thought! I believed you were innocent after a while. Ron's pet rat turned out to be Peter Pettigrew and Professor Lupin taught Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Besides the bit about the rat and my escape from Azkaban, that was pretty much all true," Sirius said. "Although I can tell you that Peter is with Voldemort now, but if the fourth year you remember is the same one we know, then there's no need to tell you that."

"Fourth year?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"There was the Dark Mark at the Quidditch Cup, The Triwizard Tournament, I was picked as the fourth champion, first task was dragons, there was the Yule Ball where you went with Viktor Krum (Hermione turned a little pink), the second task was at the lake, and the third task was a maze. But the cup turned out to be a Portkey and Voldemort killed Cedric and retuned to his body." Sirius nodded sadly.

"That unfortunately is true," Sirius confirmed. Hermione gave Harry a sympathetic look before he continued.

"This year, everybody basically thinks I'm an attention-seeking fraud, Umbridge is trying to keep us from doing magic, and we formed the D.A." Hermione smiled proudly at Harry for remembering the D.A.

"That would be true," she confirmed. Sirius suddenly stood up.

"I'm sorry that I won't be able to guide you through this alternate universe of yours, but I'm going to have to go," Sirius said. "Hermione will be able to help…possibly Ron. Do you want me to walk with you back up to the Fat Lady?" Harry shook his head.

"We'll be fine." They all walked out of the classroom together and walked separate ways down the corridor.

"Anything you need to know?" Hermione asked in a whisper. Harry smiled a bit, he had the urge to ask and he couldn't fight it.

"Am I dating anybody?" He was now grinning a bit. Hermione laughed but still looked a little disapproving.

"Honestly, Harry. Aren't there more important things you should be asking?"

"This is important," Harry insisted half-jokingly. "I need to know so I don't accidentally insult her or anything by not remembering if I go out with her. I might not know much about girls, but I do know enough to know that they'd be mad at me for not remembering something like this."

"Alright, yes you are," Hermione said finally.

"Excellent, who?"

"Ginny."

What? Harry thought to himself.

"Er, did Ron take it badly?"

"No, not really, he's much happier she's dating you than any other boy. Were you dating her before you changed time?" Hermione asked sharply. Harry quickly lied.

"Yes."

"Alright, then," Hermione drifted off. "Phoenix tears." Harry wondered why Hermione was saying "Phoenix tears" for a moment before he realized that they were in front of the Fat Lady.

"Let's go talk with Ron," Hermione said quietly while they climbed through the portrait hole. "This'll take his mind off the game."