I'm sorry there's a little (482 word) repeat of the last chapter, I just thought it would be funny from Lily P's perspective, and plus, I need her to notice things... I hope you like it!
If the repeat bores you to tears, please LET ME KNOW!
May 27- I forgot to say Thanks to those who pointed out that I got the years wrong in chapter 4. It's all okay now, I fixed it. :)
Lily Potter's POV
"Here, Rose. This is everything we could find," I said, placing my fifty thousand or so books on the table. (All right, it wasn't really fifty thousand, but it felt like that many…)
"Thanks." She looked through them. "Wow, this is excellent. This is everything I need, thank you."
Albus and James Sr. came and sat at the desk next to ours. What was strange though, is that James didn't look at Lily once. I also noticed that when James smiled, Lily grinned immediately in response.
How's that for role reversal?
Mum and Dad came in then. They were holding hands, and looked as if they had been going together for years. It was cute, but I don't know why I thought it was really funny.
"Hey Rose, Uh…" said Mum.
"Did you find them?" Rose asked.
"You see Rose, that's thing, we, uh…"
"We can't find them," Harry finished.
"Can't find them! What do you mean, 'can't find them'?"
"Apparently, Professor Dumbledore is away, and McGonagall isn't here."
"What're we going to do?" Rose wailed.
"Hermione's the one who's got the brains, why don't we-" Typical dad.
"I can't have Hermione here," Rose hissed, "She's my mother."
"You asked what we're going to do, and Harry told you," said Ginny.
"I guess, given the circumstances…"
"Great! Let's go to Gryffindor tower, then. The sixth years have a free period now, don't they Harry?"
"Yeah, and it ends in forty five minutes." He looked at his watch.
"Okay… but you're doing the talking."
Someone else do the talking? Yeah, right. And my mother is an iguana.
"Deal."
As we started up the staircase, Uncle Ron appeared. My, but he was freckly! And he looked so weird as a teenager.
I glanced at Rose to see her reaction, but I never saw it. On the hand rail was a tiny, or more like microscopic spider. But, of course, Rose would notice it. She and Ron screamed.
Rose slipped her shoe off and whacked at the spider, and it jumped out of the way.
She screamed again.
"It's on me, it's on me! Get it off, get it off!" She shrieked.
This had happened often enough that I knew exactly what to do. I sighed, picked up the teeny arachnid and put it away.
"Is it dead?" Rose squeaked.
"No, but it's about three meters away from you already, Rose."
"Good," she squeaked, trying to sound normal. "Just make sure it's gone."
"It's not coming back, Rose." I had to reassure her of this every time. She removed her hands from her face.
"Harry, Ginny: who are these people?" Uncle Ron asked Dad quietly, or at least, quiet for him. I guessed he was trying to be polite.
I looked at my parents anxiously, hoping they wouldn't say something stupid. Mum opened her mouth to answer, but Rose did instead.
I knew it.
"I'm Rose Weasley."
A puzzled look crossed Ron's face.
"Um… hi," he said, still staring at Mum and Dad for an explanation.
"Ron – you'll never guess what happened!" said my Mum, trying to sound enthusiastic.
"What happened?" he asked slowly.
"Erm… well… Harry and I got called up to Dumbledore's office, and guess what?"
"What?"
"These people were waiting for us, and, guess what?"
"Will you stop saying 'guess what'?" he snapped. "What in the name of Merlin is going on?!"
"These two behind me, are Lily and James – my parents – they've come forward in time, Ron," Dad said quietly.
Ron just stared at them for a moment.
"Blimey, are you sure, Harry? I mean, they don't look like you parents…"
"They're disguised, Ron. If they weren't, people would recognize them," explained Mum.
"Oh, well… okay. So…"
"And these people are Lily, James and Albus Potter. They're from the future."
"The future?"
"Yes, Ron, the future. And… they're our kids – Mine and Harry's, that is."
He snapped his gaping mouth shut.
"So… wait – hold on a minute. Your parents are here, Harry. They just traveled here from the past, and these kids… from the future are your kids?!"
"Yep," said Mum.
"Well, that's sort of… blimey that's… wow… unbelievable… but I guess it makes sense… sort of, I mean…" He took a deep breath. "Are you sure?"
"Very sure."
"So… what are you going to do?"
"We're going to help them get back," Mum said.
"And… just how are gonna do that? With a- with a Time turner?"
"No, Rose here is going to make a potion that will create a time portal. Isn't that right, Rose?"
Ron looked at her.
"Uhh… yes, that's right…" she looked at her feet uncomfortably.
Uncle Ron's face suddenly became chalky-pale, and his mouth dropped open once again.
"Rose… Weasley?" he whispered hoarsely, while staring at her.
He stumbled and then fell back, landing with a 'thump' that sound sounded really painful.
"Oooh, that sounded like it hurt," said Mum, wrinkling her nose.
She, Dad and Rose crouched down to see if he was okay.
"Ron? Are you all right? Ron?" she said.
He was unconscious.
"Do you think he got knocked-out when he hit his head, or do you think he fainted?" said Dad.
I laughed.
"Let's give him the benefit of the doubt, shall we?"
Everyone sniggered at this, except for Rose, who was just as pale as her father.
"Are you okay, Rose?" I asked.
"I'm fine."
"I'll wake him up," said Dad. He took out his wand.
"Ern-"
"No, wait – Don't! He could have a concussion. If you wake him with 'ernervate' it could be dangerous!" Rose said quickly.
"Oh. Okay. Let's take him up then."
"Has anyone thought about how we're going to get into the Common Room without being noticed?" asked James Jr.
"Invisibility charms," Rose said promptly, but without her usual enthusiasm. "Why don't you, Harry, take him up to the boys dormitory, and… Ginny, can you get Hermione?" She spoke very quietly.
"Okay."
"All right."
Rose conjured a stretcher, which she levitated, and then lifted Ron onto it
We walked silently to the portrait hole.
"Does anyone beside me know how to do an invisibility spell?" Rose asked.
"Um…"
"I didn't think so."
She lowered Ron to the ground gently, and then proceeded to tap each of us (except for my parents) on the head, quite hard, I might add. I felt like I was having an egg cracked on my skull.
"Ouch, Rose," I complained.
"Sorry," she said, placing the spell on herself. "It has to be hard."
Dad gave the password, and leaned against the wall, pretending to speak to mum. We crept in quickly.
The Common Room looked just the same as always, which took me a little aback. If it weren't for the kids that I didn't recognize, I would swear it was exactly the same as the Common Room fro my own time.
Dad (after informing a curious Neville that he wanted to be alone to study) led us up the small flight of stairs.
"This is his bed," he said, pointing.
After taking off his invisibility charm, Rose laid Ron down gently. She then went around taking our charms off, not taping quite so hard this time. It was just after Rose made herself visible that my Aunt Hermione walked in with Mum.
"What's going on, Harry? I thought I heard-" Everyone heard her sharp intake of breath. Her eyes traveled in a triangle – from Ron, to us (The time-travelers) and to Harry and Ginny.
She took a little breath. "Who are these people? Why were they invisible? Where have you been? Why is Ron… unconscious? And, more importantly, why does, um… that girl look like my reflection, except of course, for her red hair, freckles, and absence of brown eyes?" All of this was said with the one breath.
"Whoa, whoa, slow down there, Hermione. One question at a time," said Mum, laughing a little.
"Sorry, I'm just… outrageously curious."
"I don't think you'll believe us, but… we need you, so we need to tell you," said Dad.
"Tell me what?" She narrowed her eyes; a concentrated look.
"Ginny and I got sent to Dumbledore's office. When we walked in…" I could tell he didn't know what to say.
"There were Harry's parents," said Mum.
Hermione only blinked.
"Harry's what?" she said in a choked way.
"Harry's parents: Lily, and James. But they're teenagers. They came here accidently through a time portal."
Hermione visibly relaxed after hearing 'time'. That seemed to assure her that they weren't corpses come to haunt Harry's life.
"So, where are they?" she asked slowly.
"They're here. But they're disguised."
I looked at Lily and James, who had stepped forward slightly. Hermione scrutinized them for a second.
"I don't think I'll believe it 'till I see it," she said decidedly, ordering someone to remove the disguise.
Rose moved towards the pair and changed them back.
"I think I believe you now."
"Good," said Mum and Dad simultaneously.
"But you haven't answered all my questions yet."
"You want to know about the others?"
"Yes, of course."
"They are from the future."
Hermione gasped.
"And, to make it even weirder, they're our kids."
Hermione started breathing in and out loudly, looking at the floor in thought.
"What do you mean?"
"Apparently, Harry and I are getting married in what, five years?"
"Well that's… interesting. I mean, it's great." She smiled a little.
"James, Al, and Lily Potter… And they really do look like us."
I waved.
"You need my help with getting them back." It wasn't a question.
"Yes," said Mum, "but before that, there's something else we need to tell y-"
Ron was stirring on his bed.
"Wazgoinon?" he mumbled.
Rose happened to be in Ron's line of sight, which turned out to be a bad thing.
"Aaaah!" Ron shouted, covering his head with a pillow. He muffled a chant, which I guessed to mean, "This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening."
Everyone was silent, staring at him. After a minute Ron took the pillow off his face, looked Harry directly in the eye and said, "Rose Weasley?! What the Hell does that mean? 'Cause it means something, doesn't it?"
Ron was looking angry and incredulous, and Hermione was just looking astounded. "Rose Weasley?" she whispered, looking at Rose.
Rose looked like she was about to cry; she wasn't used to her parents speaking about her this way. I went over and slipped my arm through hers.
"Yes, well um, um, well… She's um…" Mum looked at Dad for help.
"She's… your Daughter. Yours and Hermione's. Yours." He emphasized the last word, trying to portray Hermione and Ron as an entity.
Hermione swayed dangerously.
"Oh, not you too!" complained Dad.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. I just… I'm just… fine." She slid down the wall to the floor. She stared at the ground, thinking.
It was an entertaining scene, I thought. The looks on my Aunt's and Uncle's teenage faces were hilarious. It was way too obvious that they fancied each other A lot.
I looked at Lily then. She was staring at James, who was ignoring her.
And then it hit me: In the Library, Lily was exhibiting signs that said to James "Leave me alone". James, of course, complied. But now that she was staring at him, he was confused, and didn't know what to do but look away… or maybe that was his idea of payback.
"Erm… should we give you two some space then?" said Mum uncomfortably, breaking the silence that I hadn't noticed.
A creaking noise told me that the door was opening. Everyone turned to look at it.
In the doorway stood a tall man who wore a long robe, a white beard and had lots of wrinkles. Even from across the room I noticed his piercing blue eyes.
"Ah, I thought I might find you here," Albus Dumbledore said softly.
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