.Chapter 3

Hi everybody. You have no idea how sorry I am that I haven't updated in so long. I moved, lost all data on my computer through a few nasty viruses(word to the wise, NO LIMEWIRE), had to wait to buy Word, couldn't find it, had OpenOffice recommended to me by someone from Comp USA, now I'm back. Hopefully you can find it in your hearts to not hate me. But I think it's time to start out the story, but first, DISCLAIMER, I'm still the lazy bum I was when I started this story so it can be found on Chapter 1. Now I say what you've been all waiting for for 5 months, ONWARDS!!

Harry was awoken from his peaceful slumber by rays of sunlight peaking in through the curtains. Rubbing his eyes and slowly sitting up, he looked around the room he was in. Grabbing his glasses and rising out of bed, he looked around. It took him a few seconds to realize the previous day wasn't a dream and he was actually at his dads house. Spying a calender he strode over to look at it. He saw that is calender had the date July 23, 1976 written in large black letters on top of a picture of someone on a broom in a Quidditch uniform. 'Bloody hell! It's actually 1976! I REALLY need to talk to Dumbledore!' After getting dressed, Harry went down stairs and found the kitchen. Andrew and a woman that Harry guessed was James' mother were sitting at the table reading the Daily Prophet. 'My grandmother' Harry thought when he saw her.

As Harry walked into the room the woman look up from her paper and said, "Hello, you must be Harry. Andrew has already informed me of your situation and I totally understand. I'm Fiona, James' mom."

"Nice to meet you ma'am,"Harry replied extending a hand for her to shake, "I don't want to cause you guys any trouble for you guys."

"It's nothing Harry, and besides, with James and Sirius around a little trouble is nothing," Fiona said shaking Harry's hand.

"Thank you," Harry said.

" Oh, Harry, before I forget Professor Dumbledore has agreed to meet with you today at noon," Andrew told him, "you can just use our floo to his office."

"Thank you so much sir," Harry responded.

"Oh it was no problem,' Andrew replied, "and it's just Andrew or Andy, sir makes me feel old."

"Oh no, not like you're old or anything," Fiona said with a smirk.

"What?!?! Me old? 40 is NOT old, is it?" Andrew screamed in shock.

"Face it dad, you're an old fart now. You lost you lost your boyish charm ages ago," James said with a smirk while finally entering the kitchen.

"About time you dragged your lazy ass out of bed," Andrew said, "where's Sirius at?"

"Right here Mr. P," Sirius said before he jumped over the back of his chair at the table landing in his seat.

"I wish you wouldn't do that," Fiona scolded.

"Oh come on, you know you're amazed by my jumping skills," Sirius said with a mischievous smirk. Fiona just smiled and shook her head. After that the whole party quieted down and breakfast was served. It only took about 15 minutes for the Potters plus two to finish eating, with Harry being the first to finish and Sirius to finish last.

"Are you sure you don't want anything else Harry dear?" Fiona asked.

"No Mrs. Potter, I'm stuffed," Harry said rubbing his stomach.

"Oh damn, it's almost 11:00, Harry, Dumbledore is expecting you soon," Andrew said.

"Oh, I better get there then. Where's your floo at?" Harry asked politely.

"It's on the shelf next to the the fireplace in the sitting room," Fiona said.

"Thank you, see you all later," Harry said brightly leaving the kitchen to go to the sitting room. Finding the floo powder in a small clay pot in the said location he took a pinch and threw it into the fire. With a yell of "Professor Dumbledore's office," he was off in a green flash. He arrived in his normal floo position(on his face) in the large circular office he became oh so familiar with in the future. Looking up from his current position his eyes rested on a pair of familiar twinkling blue eyes. Coughing up soot Harry stood up and brushed himself off.

"You must be Harry Pogart, I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Dumbledore said extending his hand to Harry.

"It's a pleasure sir. There is a few things I need to talk to you about, one of them would be becoming a student of Hogwarts," Harry said shaking the headmasters hand.

"If you will explain your situation to me I'm sure it can be arranged," Dumbledore said.

"Er, yeah about that, is it safe to talk in here?" Harry asked.

"Yes, of course. Is there something that you wouldn't like to reach any body's ears?" Dumbledore said.

"Yeah, ok for starters my name is Harry James Potter and I was born in 1980," Harry said calmly.

"So I take it you're a time traveler?" Dumbledore asked rhetorically, "Was it a time-turner?"

t me "Well that's the thing, all I did was wish I could meet my parents and I ended up in their 6th year. It's bloody freaky," Harry replied.

"Ah, I see so I know that James Potter is your father because you look just like him but who is your mother?" Dumbledore asked.

"Lily Evans, sir," Harry replied.

"Of course, I should've guessed seeing as you do have her eyes," Said a twinkle-eyes Dumbledore.

"Yes, now what of me enrolling at Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"That shouldn't be a problem. What year and house were you in Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore asked.

"I would be a 6th year Gryffindor," Harry replied.

"Of course that would be the case, parents year and house. And what shall I tell the students?" Dumbledore questioned.

"How about we say that I was home schooled until now because my relatives didn't want me to come here and I was sorted when you met me. Will that work?" Harry said.

"That should be perfect. I say that it was a pleasure to meet you and you will be owled your school supply's. I trust you will have a good summer," Dumbledore said.

"Of course sir, thank you," Harry said while taking a pinch of floo powder from the mantle jar. With a yell of "Potter Residence" and a whirl of green he was gone.

This time before he could fall Harry grabbed onto the first thing eh could grab. Unfortunately that was Sirius. "Hey there Harry. I know I have devilishly good looks but I don't swing that way mate," Said a smirking Sirius.

"Oh shut up you. I hate floo travel. I ended up on my face in the headmasters office earlier," Harry said grinning.

"Are you serious!?!?! You fell on your face in front of Dumbledore?" Sirius said howling with laughter.

"No, I'm Harry and in case you've forgotten you're Sirius. But yes I did fall. Floo is a bloody pain in my opinion," Harry said with a smirk to match Sirius'.

"Well Padfoot, it seems the jokes on you. It's always fun to do that to him," James said from the couch.

"Bu- but that's not fair! He fell on his face," said a mock pouting Sirius.

"Oh well, I do it every time I floo. But anyways who's up for some Quidditch?" Harry asked. 10 minutes later the boys were up in the air and shooting the quaffle on Sirius . When it started to get dark the boys were called in to dinner.

"How was your meeting with Dumbledore today Harry?" Andrew asked as the boys sat down.

"It went great actually. He said that I can start September 1st. Also I put the sorting hat on and it put me in Slytherin, which I heard is the most noble house at Hogwarts anyways," Harry said not even breaking a smile.

"WHAT?!?!? YOU"RE A DIRTY SLYTHERIN!!!" James screamed.

"Not really but your reaction was priceless," Harry said in hysterics. At blank looks from around the table Harry finally shrugged and said, "Alright I was sorted into Gryffindor."

At this James and Sirius broke into identical grins and James spoke up and said, "Congratulations, now you're gonna bunk with me, Sirius, Remus, and Peter."

"Er, who's Remus and Peter?" Harry asked faking ignorance.

"Oh, just our bestest friends in the whole wide world," Sirius said smiling.

"Oh, that's cool," Harry said not knowing what to say.

"We'll have to introduce you to them before we get to school, ya know. They're great guys," James said with a smile like Sirius'.

"I can't wait to meet them then," Harry said anxious to meet his favorite professor as a teenager. Excellent meal Mrs. Potter, tasted great.

"Thank you dear. Are you done?" Fiona asked.

"Yes, I'm stuffed," Harry said.

"So am I," James said tossing his fork onto the table.

"Ditto," Sirius said leaning back. "So who's up for some exploding snap?

"Sound's fun, Harry you in?" James asked.

"You better believe it," Harry said grinning. The boys then left the table and went up to James' room. Harry saw that it had lots of Quidditch decorations, much like Ron's except it wasn't orange every where and it was much bigger in size. On the wall by the door was a huge Puddlemere United banner and about 5 posters of people flying around. On the other walls there was even more posters of Quidditch. On the wall by the window was a poster of the Holyhead Harpies ("Now tell me James, are you actually a fan?") and on the ceiling was a moving graph of the solar system. His bed was Gryffindor colors and was quite big. The boys sat down on it and James grabbed the deck from his dresser. They sat like that and played cards for hours upon end, at first Harry was blown away by the smack talk going on between the two marauders but then after an hour or so he started to give it back. When the clock finally chimed 1:00 the boys finally called it a day and went to their respective rooms to crash. Little did Harry know there was utter pandemonium back in his time.

"Hermione, calm down. We're not going to find Harry if we're hysterical now are we?" Ron said trying to calm a crying Hermione.

"RONALD! How can you be so calm? Dumbledore just said Harry's missing and we can't go look for him right now because it's too dangerous for us," Hermione said in between sobs, "what about HIM! Isn't it loads more dangerous out there for Harry?"

"Bloody hell!What's Dumbledore playing at not letting us search for him. Let's go find Remus, I'm sure he'd know what to do," Ron said with a look of shock. The two teens sprinted to the kitchen of number 12 in search of their favorite werewolf.

"Professor Lupin, are you in here?" Hermione yelled as soon as they got to the door.

"Yes Hermione, what is it?" Remus asked.

"Why won't they let us look for Harry, I mean it's loads more dangerous out there for him than us out there, isn't it?" Hermione asked.

"That is true but there's plenty of people looking for him right now. I'd say the whole available Order is out there right now," Remus responded.

"So there is people. Well that's good. I just wish there was something we could do to help find him. I mean if anything were to happen to him-," Hermione said fighting back tears. Ron put an arm around her to comfort her. It just made it worse as she ran over to the table and sat down with her head in her hands and started sobbing.

"Tea I think," Remus stated as he ran over the stove to fetch the kettle.

Ron being Ron went over and sat next to Hermione "Er, are you ok?"

At this Hermione looked up and smiled at Ron wickedly. "Why yes, Ronald, why wouldn't I be? Oh maybe because our best friend is missing and could possibly be captured by Voldemort. Nope, every thing's perfect. JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE THE EMOTIONAL RANGE OF A TEASPOON DOESN'T MEAN EVERY BODY ELSE IS AS THICK AS YOU! HARRY'S BLOODY MISSING AND YOU ASK ME WHAT'S WRONG?!?! USE YOUR HEAD IN A EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE!" Hermione screamed. "Goodnight Professor," she said sobbing again and storming out of the kitchen and running all the way to her and Ginny's room.

"What did my idiot brother do this time?" Ginny asked popping a chocolate frog into her mouth.

"The dumb git asked what was wrong. I mean how can he be so stupid. Harry's missing and he asks me what's wrong. Grrrrr sometimes I just hate boys. At least Harry's smarter than that. He just comforts me and lets me vent out," Hermione replied to the younger girl."He's so awkward when a girls crying near him. It's kinda cute," she said with a giggle.

"HERMIONE!" Ginny said shocked, "Is there something you want to tell me by any chance?"

"Er, no," said a blushing Hermione.

"Ok so if I told you of the time last summer when me and Harry snuck off and-" Ginny said smirking to the brunettes reaction.

"Ok, ok fine I admit it. I might've somehow developed a little crush on Harry. No bog deal though, eh?" Hermione said shyly.

"Ahhhh," Ginny said calculatingly, " I see."

"Wait a minute, did you and Harry really sneak off somewhere last year?" Hermione said suspiciously.

"My lips are sealed," Ginny said with a smirk, "although I will say they weren't then."

Hermione's squeal could be heard from all around the house that night.

I hope I didn't fail too badly on this. I'm quite rusty and was suffering extreme writers block. I'm soooo glad that I finally got chapter 3 done. Now for chapter 4, which should be here next week or possibly sooner if I get motivated. I hope I didn't loose any readers because of my lack of posting. Only reviews will tell. Pu-pu-please give me some reviews so I can be happy, and depending on how many I get, update faster. And if you have to flame, go right ahead. They keep me warm at night. Although the keeping me warm could be the job of a certain person I know will read this cough, naginipotter, cough brilliant writer by the way. Well that's all for this week.

p.s. I might be in need of a beta depending on how bad my spelling and grammar is. Idk feedback would be nice.