Hello WFG here.

Thanks for all your reviews, I'm slightly shocked as I'm kind of only writing this because I left my other story on my old laptop. Doesnt matter, I'm enjoying writing BTT very much and appreciate all the positive responses I'm getting.

Anyway here's chapter three.

Chapter Three – We're in some serious shit.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU LEFT THE TOILET SEAT UP AGAIN!"

There a short silence in the dusty broom cupboard. Through the strips of light raining down from the shutters Remus saw the colour leave James's face. Remus nudged him but it was no use, his eyes were transfixed on the young man he stood on the other side of the door in a dazed wonderment.

"Harry did you hear me?" said the same shrill voice. Thundering footsteps came cascading down the stairs and Remus watched the brown haired girl face Harry and the baby sternly in the hallway. "You left the toilet seat up!" she repeated.

"Yes I heard you when you yelled it a mere five seconds ago," replied Harry.

"But I told you not to," said the brown haired girl who Remus could sense was trying not to raise her voice.

"I forgot," said Harry simply.

"I'm sick of you forgetting!"

"Well if you don't like it Hermione," said Harry menacingly as he turned to the baby gurgling in his arms, "You don't have to stay."

Hermione opened her mouth to retort but Harry cut in suddenly, "Do you hear something?"

At that moment James had suddenly regained his senses and in a fit of madness had decided to lunge his body at the cupboard door in some ill-thought attempt to declare himself. Luckily however, Remus had pre-empted this and placed a full body-bind curse on his friend. Hermione and Harry continued their discussion in the living room and once Remus was sure they were out of ear shot he turned to James.

"Promise you won't try to escape."

"I promise."

Remus reversed the spell and James kept his word. "I know this is a lot to take in but we can't afford to go running into dangerous situations."

"But that's my son," whispered James, "Harry…Harry James Potter. You were right Remus, it does have a certain ring to it," he ran his fingers through his hair excitedly, "A-and that's my grandson and that girl is probably my daughter in law. Oh Merlin…this is…this is…"

"…Very bad," finished Remus sinking to the floor in despair, "Merlin, this is so bad. Don't you see Prongs? We're in some serious shit. If that's your son and that his wife and kid, we must be at least… eighteen years in the future." Remus said dismally.

"How could we have come so far forward? We were only trying to get to our last days in Hogwarts."

"I don't know," admitted Remus but then he groaned "Of course…damn you Padfoot…he meant to send us eighteen months in the past but he's spent us eighteen years in the future!"

"I reckon Harry looks about nineteen," mused James.

"Thanks Prongs, that makes everything so much better! This is a disaster."

"Will you calm down? It's not even all that bad."

Remus turned to his friend with a grave face, "James, us being here is extremely dangerous. We're not supposed to be able to see the future. It could have disastrous effects on the choices we make in our own time."

"What do you mean?"

"Let me give you an example," said Remus, he paused for a moment then went on "Ok, now that you know that you're going to call your son Harry right? What if when we get back to our time you decide to go out one day and buy a teddy bear with the words Harry written on the bear's paw? On your way back you're run over by a muggle vehicle and you die. Don't you see you wouldn't have died if you hadn't known you were going to call your son Harry?"

"Uh huh…ok…you need a better analogy," he said with a grin, "but I think I understand, except, we've seen loads already."

"Exactly," replied Remus grimly, "We need to get back to the past before we do any more damage."
James seemed a bit disappointed but he nodded nonetheless, "Fine, get the time turner out."

"Oh…"

"What?" said James, "You still have it right? Please say you have it."

"I must have left it back in our time," explained Remus. James groaned.

"How the hell are we going to get back now?"

"We have to go and see Dumbledore," said Remus, "He'll know what to do. We can apparate to Hogsmeade from the front porch."

"Ok, we better do it now while they're in the living room," said James, "I wish I had my invisibility cloak with me." He stood up but Remus pulled him down.

"Wait, we have to change our appearance."

"Why? Surely no one will recognise us apart from ourselves and I thought I was Harry so I doubt I'd realise who I was if I saw myself…" James trailed off obviously confusing himself.

"We can't take any chances."

"Yeah who knows, maybe you've got a son who looks like your twin somewhere," suggested James.

Unlikely Remus thought unless there was some miracle cure for lycanthropy in this era. "I'll do you first."

"Fine," James produced a light from his wand to aid his friend, "I want brown hair the same length as yours but darker. Do it as dark as you can get it without being black and make it all silky like Padfoot's." Remus raised an eyebrow but tried his best to get James's hair the way he wanted it. He also made his nose shorter and gave him stubble.

Remus was harder to disguise because he didn't have a stand out feature like James's unruly hair. He did however have strands of grey hair which James managed to colour light brown, he also made his friend's slightly shorter and curlier, just to annoy Remus more than anything and in a sudden flash of brilliance gave him an earring too. "Remus Lupin would never wear an earring," James said somewhat proud at having thought of such a small but clever disguise, "All you need is a leather jacket and you could be in a rock band." Remus sighed; he was more concerned with trying to get back to the past than strumming guitars.

Now that they were unrecognisable, they were ready to make their escape. Harry and Hermione were still in the living room so this was the opportune moment to make a dash for the exit. Slowly, carefully, they opened the broom cupboard. The hallway was empty and with a sigh of relief Remus noted no Black family portraits. He signalled to James that the coast was clear. The auror and experienced prankster was considerably better at remaining inconspicuous than Remus but it didn't matter neither of them made a sound as they tiptoed towards the front door. Every step felt like a mile but gradually they made it. Remus gestured for James to open the door. James turned the knob silently and gently pulled the door open. He turned to smile at Remus triumphantly. They'd managed escape unnoticed or so it seemed because just then the living room door swung open and Harry Potter came out holding a baby in his arms. This one looked more like Hermione with long brown hair, gurgling happily like the other child.

Remus and James froze but Harry didn't see them.

"So you dropped your ball did you?" he asked the youngster, his gaze was firmly on the baby as he turned his back to pick up the cuddly snitch toy on the floor a little way from him.

This is our chance Remus's eyes seem to say as he grabbed James and slipped through the door but James wouldn't budge. He was mesmerized. His eyes were transfixed on Harry. A large smile blossomed onto his face. Some auror you are! thought Remus angrily as his grip on James tighten to werewolf proportions and James let out an involuntary yelp.

This momentarily lapse cost them dearly, as the Harry swung round immediately, a look of shock, fear and anger on his face. "Who the hell are you?" he cried raising his wand quickly.

James was just as fast but he seemed to realise who he was facing and his wand dropped aimlessly. Remus however, had his wand raised and disarmed Harry non-verbally. He was about to grab James and put an end to this fiasco when he found his own wand out of hands. He looked up at his disarmer and saw the brown hair girl, Hermione, pointing her wand fiercely at him. To his left James was sprawled on the floor and before Remus had time to comprehend that his friend had been stunned, his vision started to fade and he slumped to the ground.

"I knew they'd come out eventually," said Hermione.

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