Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's associated characters, JK Rowling does. I do however own the idea of Annie and Havens.

Time After Time

Back to Where it All Began

July 31st, 1980

James Potter watched as his wife slowly bent back his normally sturdy left hand as she screamed obscenities about hurting his manhood, which made the young man shift nervously in his seat, unconciously guarding his 'manhood' with his free hand. His friends of many years doing nothing to help him out in regards to his current situation and sat in the corner of the room slightly afraid to move. He gave Remus, Sirius, and Gwen (Sirius's steady girlfriend of two years, who was also expecting) a pleading look to save his hand from needing amputation...

"Oh no, don't give us that look, you did this to her. You and your..." Sirius had to stifle a laugh as he mouthed the next word, manhood."

"James Harrison POTTER!!!" Lily tightened her clench on James' hand to the point of his hand turning liquid paper white, his knuckles and veins bulging out as if they were about to explode from the immense pressure. But to him it would be worth it in the end when he would hold the baby made out of his and Lily's love, but intense shrieking pulled him out of his reverie as healers annouced to the room that Lily was ready to push. Remus, Sirius, and Gwen silently left the room in order to give the two some privacy.

Lily's face and voice softened dramatically as tears and panic graced her lovely emerald green eyes, "James... what if I... what if I can't do this? I'm not ready, I'm not ready to be a mother! I don't know the first thing..." James soothingly shushed her, rubbing circles on her hand with his thumb.

"Lils, look at me..." He softly lifted her chin with his finger so he could look her in the eyes, "There's alot of things we can't control, like this war, or..." he whispered in a low voice so only the two could hear, "the prophecy, but this, this we can control. We can do this, okay?" Lily feebily nodded her head and got into pushing postion.

A few hours and many curse words later (Seriously you'd swear Lily was a sailor):

James walked out into the waiting area with a blue bundle held securely in his strong arms. The smile on his face was contagious to the rest of the room as he gazed at his son, and he walked towards his friends, which he noticed Peter was absent from...

"It's a little prongslet!" Sirius exclaimed as he walked towards his soon to be godson.

"What's his name?" Remus spoke up, walking over to James.

"Harry James Potter." James shone with pride as he showed off his son.

"Oh no," Moony faked a worried, panicked expression but you could see a glint of a smirk on his face and in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" James quickly glanced around the room...

"Lily named him after you," Remus started...

"We're doomed!" Sirius said gravely as James allowed him to hold Harry, "Hello Harry James, you are my favorite godson."

"He's your only godson," James quickly pointed out.

"That's probably a good thing," Gwen finally spoke up as she walked towards Sirius and baby Harry. If there was one word to describe Gwen, it was beautiful. She had the most unique celery colored eyes, honey brown hair, and creamy skin, she was American and Muggleborn which annoyed Sirius's family to no end. The features of her face were that of a porcelain doll's. She was petite, but could carry herself in a duel quite well. She cooed at baby Harry while looking at him over Sirius's shoulder.

Baby Harry was...perfect. The perfect blend of James and Lily in every way. He had a tuft of unruly jet black hair on his head that his mother had already attempted to smooth, and failed miserably; and his mother's clear emerald green eyes. James was sure only Lily and Harry's eyes were that distinct color green.

"Where has my son been squired off to?" Lily walked slowly out of her room, but as soon as she did James ushered her back in. "James! It's just childbirth! James..." But she was quickly cut off by her sometimes overprotective husband.

"Lils you stay here and I'll bring Harry to you." Lily looked as if she was about to protest but she agreed and James brought Harry to Lily in her hospital bed, bidding their friends goodnight. James carefully handed Harry to Lily who instantly smiled as she saw his emerald eyes open up for the first time and look directly at her.

"Well hello baby Harry," She sniffed his head, she couldn't describe the smell other than.. pink. "James smell him..."

"Lily if you want me to change his nappy just ask me, I don't have to smell him to know he..." He ducked as various pillows were thrown his way.

"It's not that, just sniff his head... doesn't he smell pink?" James picked up his son and carefully held him, slowly inspecting his...'pinkness.'

He sniffed Harry's head, he had to admit... Harry really did smell pink, how all baby's smell: perfect. He cleared his throat and put on his manliest voice, "Er... No he smells manly! Like a quidditch lockeroom or something...er... manly."

His beautiful redheaded wife just shook her head and said, "Boys..." she laid her head back, trying to fein off sleep that was slowly trying to take over her body.

"Lilyflower, you deserve some well earned sleep." He kissed her forehead.

"I'm too excited to sleep," she said pouting her lip, doing a perfect impression of a five year old. "Maybe your right, a nap would be nice since I'm sure this little one is going to be waking me up very soon anyways." Harry gurgled at this and Lily laughed. "Goodnight Harry James, I love you." Lily kissed her son's forehead and James turned off the light in the room.

"What do you say we go for a walk bud?" James took Harry in his arms and shut the door behind him as he walked down the dark and quite hallways of St. Mungos Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. "I'm going to fill you in on a little secret okay? Can you keep a secret? Good... Your mum and I have no clue what were doing.. shhh! Don't tell anyone." James chuckled softly, "But we'll teach you how to play quidditch, and how to pull pranks without getting caught... okay your Uncle Sirius and I will teach you how to pull the pranks, your mum won't be too happy with that will she? But no matter how clueless at this whole raising a baby thing we may be, I can promise you that we love you more than anything in the world, you got that? And no matter what that prophecy says, you'll always be safe with us..."

January 23, 1981

Room 442

Sirius paced the waiting room of St. Mungo's hospital nervously as he awaited any sign of news from the healers of room 442. He had been uncerimoniously kicked out of room 442 as 'complications' as the healers called it, arose while his fiancee' Gwen gave birth to their first child. He wasn't the type to freak out... Okay who was he trying to convince? Of course he was the type to freak out!

James, Remus, Peter (who was kind enough to grace them with his presence, he had been quite absent lately) Lily, and baby Harry who was bouncing on Lily's knee watched as Sirius paced up and down the hallway, muttering things under his breath. He had that mad, manic look in his eyes that James had only seen once before, which was when Sirius's mother had told him he was a disgrace to the wizarding population... James shook his head at this thought, Sirius wasn't a deatheater, he had never been to Azkaban, and he had never killed anyone and yet he was the family kook?

They all stood as a healer slowly and calmly walked out of room 442 and towards their friend who had put a moritorium on the pacing for now. But as soon as the healer walked towards Sirius he could tell he was about to hear some very bad news, Healer Jane wore a grave expression on her face as she solemnly spoke of what had happened...

James watched as Sirius bit back tears and slammed both his fists on the wall, finally succoming to the tears, allowing them to poor freely out of the corners of his brillant blue eyes. Lily jumped back at the sudden noise, but looked around to realize her husband and his friends were doing nothing to comfort the man. She gave Harry a kiss on the forehead and put him in James's arms and slowly walked towards her son's godfather, her friend, and timidly wrapped her arms around him in a hug. She rubbed his back soothingly as he cried it out. Lily had never seen Sirius cry before, she motioned her head at James to go into the room and see what happened...

He stopped in panic and pressed the sleeping Harry closer to his chest as he watched two healers gracefully pull back a white sheet over a young woman... a young woman he soon realized to be Gwen... If Harry hadn't squirmed in his arms he wouldn't have noticed a third healer wrapping a very well... alive baby in a pink blanket. His heart instantly melted... She had given birth to a little girl, and now that little girl was the only piece of Gwen, Sirius could ever have...

Anne Elyse Black, Annie for short was born a small 5 pounds and 4 oz on January 23,1981. She was absolutely perfect in her Daddy and Uncle James's eyes. Sirius was slowly getting over the shock that the love of his life had died and that he was a father... Anyone could see that he was more than a little stressed with planning funeral arrangements to picking out what color paint to adorn the walls of the nursery with. Lily and James stepped in when they saw just how spent he was, and made the offer that Sirius and Annie could move in with them until things settled down... In all honesty, James and Lily just wanted to spend more time with their Goddaughter and Sirius.

A few days later, Sirius was allowed to take Annie home from the hospital. They wanted to bulk her up a bit before sending her home, but had noticed something slightly peculiar... The baby never cried. Not when she had a dirty nappy, not when she was hungry, she just simply never cried. The healers just put it off saying she was just born premature and it would come naturally... But Sirius still thought it was strange.

He walked past room 442 one last time, carrying his baby girl wrapped up in a pink blanket. The room wasn't occupied so he decided to have one last look around the slightly haunting room... Glancing around the bare, depressing room he realized just how much he hated hospitals. He solemnly walked out of the room, and his eyes fell upon a plaque right next to the door that had Room 442 and Gwendolyn Graham inscribed on it. He knew that the name on the plaque changed as soon as a new patient was admitted... Sirius peered around the hallway, making sure no one was watching he carefully peeled the plaque off the wall, surprised it was just stickied up there with no magic at all, and pocketed it. Annie made a slight gurggle.

"Shhh... don't tell anyone and just so you know young lady, stealing is bad..." He walked to the lobby of St. Mungo's to join Lily, James and Harry, all going to the place they'd call home.

October 31st, 1981

Who wants to be normal anyways?

Sirius stormed through the back door of Potter cottage carrying a nine month old baby girl, dressed in pink overalls and a pink longsleeve shirt (Annie was wearing the pink, not Sirius...) His baby girl had grown quite a bit since January, but was still slightly small for her age. You could now start to see that she had Sirius's deep blue eyes and curly hair, but the rest of her was all Gwen.

Lily, James and Sirius had started to notice Annie displaying some odd behaviors compared to Harry. She still rarely cried and when she did it was only for a short moment. When she began to walk, she fell down a number of times hitting her head on the coffee table, but as soon as a goose egg would appear on her forehead, it would disapear within a minute. She didn't really sleep either, she'd close her eyes for five minutes and be completely refreshed. And then there was the odd display of accidental magic for a baby so young. Both Harry and Annie seemed to have a strange amount of control on the magic they performed. Most children at that age could accidentally change their eyebrow pink, but Harry and Annie's magic seemed intentional, like when they wanted a block, or a book, all the babies had to do was stick out their hand and the desired object would glide to their palm... Odd... very odd.

"So I'm guessing by the slamming of the door that things didn't go well?" Lily walked into the kitchen carrying in her arms Harry who was dressed as a very orange pumpkin, it was halloween afterall. Sirius shot a look of sympathy towards his godson before saying, "I am so very sorry little man." Orange was really not his color.

"Hey how did things go at St. Mungos? Oh dear lord..." James eyes widened as he set sight on his son and walked over to him and began to carefully take the horrid pumpkin costume off of him.

"James! I just put that on him! It's halloween for merlin's sake!" Lily stared at her husband crossly, her face turning about as red as his hair.

"Yes it is. And if Harry chooses to be a pumpkin later in life than I will fully support his decision..." This began a three minute conversation about pumpkins... Sirius just sat back and watched.

"Can you say Aunt Lily and Uncle James are crazy?" Sirius talked to his daughter who just gurgled and spit up on him in reply. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Sirius what do you think...?" Lily turned to Sirius asking his opinion on their...er pumpkin debate. Sirius had voiced his opinion before during one of their silly fights and ended up with a bloody nose... he had learned to remain neutral to all things concerning James and Lily.

"Nothing absolutely nothing. I think nothing." Sirius knew he just set himself up.

"Well we already knew that Padfoot. Say did we ask you how things went at the Healers?" James said, a mouth full of biscut. Lily normally would've told him off for talking while chewing, but she too was eager to find out what the Healers had said about Annie's odd behavior.

"Healthy, happy, content and normal." Sirius listed off in a monotone voice as James and Lily groaned. They had each been told the same exact thing any time Harry and Annie had baby checkups with the Healers. "But let me say, Annie hear is an old lady magnet. I got asked to the antique show... can you say score?"

"Didn't know you had it in you... Sirius Black, Old Lady Whisperer at Large. Champ." James mocked a proud and triumphant expression and patted his friend on the back.

"You'd think they could at least find something new to tell you... Sirius, aren't you going to be late?" Lily placed Annie and Harry in their respective high chairs and glanced quickly up at the clock that read 5:30. Sirius had his Auror's test tonight to see if he passed the program, James had taken it earlier in the day.

"Shit!" Sirius quickly grabbed a biscut, kissed Annie on the forehead and walked out the door.

"Good Luck!" Lily and James shouted...

"Should we have told him he has spit up all down his robes...?" Lily looked at James as a smirk played on his face.

"No, he'll figure it out eventually." At that moment Sirius walked back through the backdoor muttering something about changing his shirt under his breath and shooting glares at James and Lily who were laughing hysterically. Even Harry had a smile on his face. No one could've guessed that night would end so tragically. But maybe it didn't have to...

James watched as Harry wizzed around the room on the toy broom he had gotten his son, much to Lily's dismay who was reading a book to Annie while they waited for Sirius to come and pick Annie up and go back to Grimmauld Place. Sirius had decided it was time for them to move back home and they had been living there for a couple of months, of course they visited Godrics Hollow daily.

James looked out the window as he heard a strange noise coming from outside... and suddenly the door burst open and long black billowing robes came through. Voldemort liked dramatic entrances a little too much...

"Lily! Take the kids and run, I'll try to hold him off." Lily obeyed and escaped upstairs holding onto her son and goddaughter, slamming the door to the nursery shut, while grabbing her wand out of her jeans pocket and set both Harry and Annie in Harry's crib until James gave them the all's clear to leave. They had made a plan knowing this would happen, but all that ran through Lily's mind was who would betray them? Peter...

James was fiercly fending off three deatheaters as Voldemort quickly ascended the stairs, James ran as fast as he could towards the menace forgetting about the three deatheaters he was dueling, and was struck with a red jet of light and crumpled to the ground.

Lily turned around wand at the ready as the nursery door was broken down by a yellow colored hex. She instinctively ran over to the crib shielding the two babies from the cruel man as much as she could.

"Step aside!" The cold, high pitched voice rang through the small nursery, Voldemort moved his wand onto Lily.

"No! Take me, just leave them alone! Their just children..."

"Just children?!" Riddle laughed an unaturally sadistic and cold laugh before shooting a red jet of light at Lily, who emitted a high pitched scream before hitting the ground. He pointed his wand on the baby boy with unruly jet black hair and muttered the words, "Avada Kedavra!" He wasn't exactly sure what had happened, but the jet of green light seemed to rebound off the boy and back on him, and then he saw a flash of blue light envelope the girl, then the boy. And then it was all black...

Love, Albus Dumbledore would someday explain, would only save us. Order members stormed through Potter Cottage seconds after the Dark Lords demise, to find a still breathing James and Lily and what appeared to be two very normal babies, Harry only suffering a minor lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Annie seemed completely unaffected.

Order members Arthur and Molly Weasley were asked to watch over Harry and Annie until James and Lily were out of the hospital and they were convinced Sirius wouldn't hunt down the person responsible for betraying his friends. But he was able to convince them he wouldn't, and planned to take Harry and Annie back to Grimmauld Place. But Dumbledore said he could take Annie, but Harry would stay with the Weasley's seeing as it had been a stressful night and he didn't want Sirius to be burdeoned with having to take care of another child. Sirius grudgingly agreed.

After being assured he could visit the Potter's tomorrow, he apparated himself and Annie to the street leading to Grimmauld Place. He was just about to begin walking towards home when he was stopped by a rather plump figure in black robes... Peter...

Sirius instantly drew his wand and protectively hugged the sleeping Annie closer to his chest.

"You betrayed them Peter! Your friends! Where's your sense of loyalty? Your sense of friendship!? You betrayed them..." Sirius shook his head and spit in Peter's face...

"Oh no..." Peter said in a grave voice, "When I'm done here everyone will think you betrayed them." Peter turned slightly, and muttered a curse that blew up half the street, Sirius was blown back slightly and landed with a thud but was able to stand quickly back up. Then he saw Peter do something quite strange, he took a knife out and cut off on of his digits, throwing it into the blown up street. Sirius tried to stop the rat by throwing a few stupefy's but missed. Peter raised his wand and spoke clearly "Redu..." but was cut off.

A blueish dome errupted around Sirius and Annie coming from the palm of her hand, with her other palm was holding Peter's wand. At that very second Dumbledore arrived. But Peter was too quick, he transfigured into his animagus form and scurried off.

"Good job Annie," Dumbledore patted the little girl on the head.

"That is not normal..." Sirius said faintly before blacking out, the stress of the day finally taking it's toll on him... Did he mention he passed his Auror test? Dumbledore was able to levitate Sirius and pick up Annie before either hit the ground, he looked into the young baby girl's pretty blue eyes, "Yes Miss Black, you and young Mr. Potter certainly aren't normal."

Voldemort was gone, or so it seemed... and history itself had changed. Maybe Harry and Annie wouldn't lead such dreary lives afterall...Wizarding pubs were bustling that night as everyone toasted the end of the reign of Lord Voldemort and to Harry Potter, the boy who lived.

"My daughter's a what?" Sirius sat up a little more in his hospital bed after awaking from a nice dreamless sleep.

"Harry was saved by what...?" James also straightened up a little as Dumbledore finished his story of the night's events.

"Honestly! Do you two ever listen?" Lily rested the book she was reading on her lap and looked at her husband and Sirius throwing her hands in the air for dramatic effect. Dumbledore smiled at their antics, they hadn't changed a bit. Remus was sitting in the corner of the room laughing, earning himself glares from the bedridden and returned his focus back on his former headmaster, listening intently on what he was about to say.

"What your telling us, is that Harry was saved by Lily's love?" James swallowed, this was alot to take in.

"Precisely James." The headmaster had a glint of pride in his eyes.

"Now explain to me again, what is wrong with Annie." Sirius began, and Lily gave him a look that clearly said, 'adjust your statement my friend.' "Please..." Sirius added, James laughed and Lily rolled her eyes.

"Sirius, your daughter is a Haven."

"That's so cool!" Lily accidentally blurted out, getting confused and humored looks from the rest of the room... she cleared her throat and composed her self... "Er.. continue."

"Havens are a rare breed of magical people," Dumbledore began captivating the attention of his four past students..."It isn't an inherited gene, or anything you can practice and acquire. It is simply a rare occurrence that has no real explanation, it is so rare that there are only four recorded Havens in history." Sirius and James paled at this and Lily and Remus nodded knowingly. "Havens as Annie demonstrated this evening, have the power to put up a protective dome called a safe harbor. With practice these harbors can guard against any spell. They also seem to have an affinity for wandless magic, telekinisis, and being able to 'Orb' as some people call it, to wherever help is needed."

"So what your trying to tell me is my daughter is a superhero?" Sirius smiled a bit.

"No Sirius, she's a part of a rare magical breed..." Lily went off on one of her tangents.

"Sounds like a superhero to me," James put in his two sense.

"This is what I'm sayin..."

"Sirius, we have superhero kids."

"Yours saved the world and mine is apparently well on her way."

Lily just shook her head and said, "Boys." Before Dumbledore left Lily stopped him, "Headmaster? Where are Harry and Annie?" She had been worrying about her son, and she knew Sirius was also worried about Annie.

"At the Weasley's. I believe they've made fast friends with Ronald and Ginevra." Dumbledore gave them a comforting smile and left the hospital knowing that in a matter of years Hogwarts would have some of it's greatest students yet.

We can't change everything in our lives that isn't perfect. Because without some heartache, without some pain, we'd never know we were truly alive. So we get past the rough spots and the unexpected twists and turns the best we can. Time ticks on, time after time after time.

Author's Note: Hopefully this is starting to make sense to everyone. I know not a ton happened in this chapter, but as you can see history is already slowly starting to change. Harry will be off to Hogwarts in the next chapter, and then Annie the next year. I may skip over alot of Harry's first year, since this story is about Harry and Annie... If you could please take some time and leave a review I'd be extremely happy! Good or bad, i'd like to know what you all think. Thanks for reading and I hope to see you at the next chapter.

PS: I have some pics of what Annie's supposed to look like and other characters I've made up. If you go to photobucket and search the account swhite0123 you should be able to see them.