Disclaimer: JKR wrote it

Disclaimer: JKR wrote it. I just play around with the characters.

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The next day was a lazy day, my father stayed in bed, he had a terrible hangover from the amount of champagne he and James had downed, my mother was still asleep, she hadn't drunk as much but I knew she wouldn't get out of bed till noon, she was exhausted. Even my brother stayed in bed, I however was up before the crack of dawn and cooking my own breakfast, after getting washed and dressed I left a note on the fridge for my parents explaining where I was before I apparated to the Burrow.

Instead of going inside the house I headed for the back garden where the oak tree sat to find to my surprise someone sat there, it was Charlie.

"Hey," he said smiling when he saw me standing at the base; he had obviously heard the snapping of twigs beneath my feet. As I reached the branch he was on he took my hand and pulled me up along side him. He was wearing a thin t-shirt with his pyjama bottoms that hung dangerously low at his waist. His face was bathed in the fiery glow of the sunrise, he seemed at peace. "You ok?" he asked looking at me, his head cocked to one side. I nodded and turned to watch the sun rise.

"I love the sun rise after a really exciting day," I whispered. "It calms me."

"Me too." He replied. I looked at him, he was leaning back slightly, one leg rested on the branch we were sat on while the other swung over the edge of the branch. He was facing the sun. Together in silence we watched it rise, once it had fully risen, Charlie moved.

"Mum'll be cooking breakfast," he said looking at his watch then at me. "You're welcome to join us." I opened my mouth to reply when my stomach growled. Charlie laughed, "I take that as a yes." He said grinning. He made to clamber down but seemed to remember the last time we had done this, for he stopped and offered me his hand.

"Apparate to the bottom." He said as I looked at him confused. I nodded and grasped his hand, a second later we were at the bottom of the tree. "This way." He said and led me into the Burrows kitchen.

I had been to the Burrow before on many occasions but I had never been for breakfast. The kitchen smelt of a mixture of bacon, sausages, egg, toast and honey, it was a lovely smell, one that filled my nostrils.

"Mum," called Charlie as we entered. "We have a guest for breakfast." There was a clatter of feet on the stairs and Mrs. Weasley appeared, she beamed as she saw me.

"Sam," she said bustling over. "How lovely to see you, parents still I bed?" she asked. I nodded and she smiled before turning to the stove, seconds later Charlie and I were sat at the table eating our breakfast. We had just finished when the rest of the Weasley family emerged. Bill came first, his hair hung lose and he was yawning slightly.

"Morning mum," he said kissing his mother lightly on the cheek before nodding to Charlie and me and sitting down. Ginny came next looking exhausted, she too kissed her mother, nodded at me and sat down next to Bill where her head promptly slumped into her hands.

Fred and George came next, there hair stuck up in odd angels but the minute they saw me, two identical mischievous grins spread across there face and they too sat at the table and began to feast on the breakfast their mother had cooked for them. Last was Ron, he looked like he hadn't had a wink of sleep and the minute he sat down his head was on the table and he was asleep.

I smiled amused, thanked Mrs. Weasley for breakfast and after turning down the protests from Fred, George and Ginny that I shouldn't leave but should stay, it ended with Mrs. Weasley making Charlie go home with me to make sure I got there safely, this was fine by me and together we apparated to my house where my parents were now up and after saying hello to my parents, he kissed my hand and with a turn of his heel apparated back to the Burrow.

"So," my father said as we sat in the living room, he and my mother nursing cups of tea, Jay was still in bed. "I guess you want to know more about Voldermort?" he asked. I nodded and my father looked at my mother who nodded and he turned back to me. "Well," he said sitting up slightly. "He's on the run. Nobody has seen him since he tried to kill your brother, Harry, Hermione and the Weasleys children a couple of months ago…" he trailed of as I jumped up.

"He what!" I roared.

"Honey," my mother said. "He said tried, that's when the snake attacked them, sweetheart."

"Oh," I sat down. "But Harry finished the snake didn't he?" My parents nodded.

"What I was trying to say was," my father said continuing. "That nobody has seen him since, we've got the Order on the look out for him, but we haven't spotted him and we're all on strict instructions that if we see him we're to only kill him as a last resort, Dumbledore doesn't want any of us tortured by what we've done. and he specifically doesn't want the younger lot of the Order, that's be you, Harry, Hermione and The Weasley children, using the unforgivable curses if you don't have to," he paused and took a sip of his tea before continuing, "In fact Stunning him is the best option you've got, either that or Expelliarmus, which Harry seems to be especially good at, I must say."

"So," I said trying to grasp everything I had just been told. "Dumbledore's teaching us to fight?" I asked. Sirius shook his head.

"Harry is, he's faced up to Voldermort throughout the years, what with the Philosophers stone, the chamber of secrets, Voldermort got some seventh year Slytherin to get him into school and released the basilisk capturing Ginny in the process, third year wasn't much, just that Harry came face to face with Peter," Sirius's face twisted to one of disgust. "Fourth year, that was the Triwizard tournament with the fake Professor Moody, then fifth year he set up Dumbledore's army. You remember don't you?" he asked. I nodded, these had happened before I changed the future.

"But how come Lily and James aren't dead then?" I asked. "Because in my old past that's what they were."

"Because Voldermort has been too weak to attack Harry," my father explained. "He's had to use his cronies to do it for him. Both parties, good and evil have only just found out about the prophecy, well Dumbledore knew about it, and informed James and Lily but told them not to worry because as he told them, even though Snape knew, Voldermort couldn't do much about it, he wasn't strong enough, but he could send his minions after him, which was what he did."

"So you mean," I said, the words finally sinking in. "Harry's got to finish of Voldermort." My father nodded. "Does he know?" I asked. Again, my father nodded.

"Dumbledore's been giving him private lessons and letting him join in practice battle with the older members of the Order who are more experienced then he is, and he's allowed to carry on Dumbledore's army and train the younger generation to battle with Voldermort." My father told me, he looked slightly proud that his godson was doing this.

"So," I said drawing my wand. "When does practice start?" I asked. My father grinned and replied with,

"That's my girl."

A/N: Ok, so maybe it's a bit confusing, but in cliff notes version, Sam did change the future so that Voldermort was weak by getting rid of some of the Horcruxes, however, the prophecy still exists, but because Snape found out about it and told Voldermort who can't do much, he's sent cronies to do it for him, which results in what Harry experienced in the past where his parents had died.

This is basically what Sirius is saying, but just in case you're still confused I thought I'd explain it again. Hope you aren't confused. :D