Title: Time Changes Everything

Rating: M
Warnings: Non-explicit slash, non-HBP compliant
Disclaimer: JK Rowling Owns Harry Potter and its original characters. I came up with this plot, but if anyone can do it better- please go ahead, I'd love to read it!

A/N1: First of all thanks to Hyper Hangover- I actually used one of your lines! Thanks to all of the other FANTASTIC reviewers! You are really the best!

A/N2: I am sorry that it has taken me so long to update. Unfortunately life gets in the way and doesn't take into account the need for fanfiction!

A/N3: There will be one more chapter. I believe this story should have a sequel, but unfortunately I don't think I am going to be able to write it. So I am putting this out there (I guess as a challenge) for all of you. If any of you would like to write a sequel (assuming this doesn't go against any regulations); either about what happens when Potter and Malfoy return to the past or about the Potter-Malfoy household - please do it. I like these characters and the story line. I just don't think I have it in me to do justice to a sequel. I look forward to reading them though!

Chapter 9: One Week Left

"Malfoy, Potter, what are you two doing?"

They looked up and saw Draco and Harry standing on the bottom of the steps.

"Oh shit," Malfoy and Potter uttered simultaneously and the two quickly sobered up.

"Um, well, you see it is like this. Malfoy and I happened to be down here getting something to eat when I was just randomly waving my wand and this cupboard opened and –"

"Oh shut it Potter! Don't be such a Gryffindor!" Malfoy interrupted the blushing Potter. He continued to explain in a matter of fact tone of voice, "We got drunk and we were making out. You two shouldn't be surprised. After all, we are you. And you have subjected us to watching you two practically shag like bunnies in front of our eyes for the past two weeks. In fact I bet if the children weren't around, Potter here and I would have been privy to some pretty nasty action from the two of you-"

Draco bit back his laughter while Harry interrupted Malfoy, "OK, we get the picture. You two have finally gotten together. It is about time!"

"About time? We were mortal enemies up until about three weeks ago. I didn't even know I liked blokes! I think this has gone pretty quickly if you ask me," Potter said, exasperated.

Draco responded, "I actually agree with you there, Potter. In any event, the children are going to return pretty early and you know they will want to see you two as soon as they arrive home, so you had better get to sleep."

"So we aren't punished?" Potter asked Draco and Harry.

"Punished? Why would we want to punish ourselves?" Harry answered his younger self. "Besides, like Malfoy said, you weren't doing anything we wouldn't or didn't do."

Both boys looked relieved.

Draco added in, "Just do me one favor. Please try to hold off on doing anything serious while you are here. I know you won't remember anything, but I feel like there will be ramifications for the future if you do something stupid like lose your virginity now."

Both boys turned red and Malfoy said, "Draco!"

"What? Did I say something wrong?" he asked his husband.

"You didn't say anything wrong, Drake but I am assuming that Potter and Malfoy here didn't know that they were both virgins," Harry explained.

"Well, I knew. I also happen to know that you two will lose your virginity to each other in your seventh year. But I don't want you to screw it up. I rather enjoyed it the first time and it might be weird if you think you are doing it for the first time but it really isn't the first time."

"You are rambling Draco," Harry said to his husband as he gently patted him on the shoulder.

"I know I am, but I think this is important. Do you both understand?"

Both boys nodded.

As the four made their way up the stairs, Potter asked, "So you two made up?"

Malfoy answered for the older two, "Of course they did Potter. Look at them. They both look completely satisfied. In fact, I bet they were coming downstairs for a post-coital night cap!"

"Shut up Malfoy!" Harry said to the younger blonde. "I can't believe I am putting up with two Draco Malfoys for another week! I must be a glutton for punishment."

"You and me both, Harry. You and me both." Potter empathized.

"Wow. We only have a week left," Malfoy said disappointedly. "It is hard to believe we won't remember any of this."

"But we will bring one item back with us, won't we?" Potter reminded the blonde.

"Bullocks! We have to write a report too! I completely forgot about that, Potter!" Malfoy said and slapped his forehead.

"I guess we should get started thinking about that, shouldn't we?"

"Why don't you concentrate on getting to bed now? I have a feeling you two will be waking up with nasty little reminders of tonight's activities and I am not just talking about the charming love bites on your necks that you are both sporting." Draco said to the boys with a smirk.

The morning came too quickly for Potter and Malfoy. Both woke with horrible hangovers that were made worse when the children arrived home and proceeded to storm into their room and jump on their beds until they got up.

Luckily, Draco had a hangover potion for Malfoy and Potter, but he refused to give it to either of them until they ate proper breakfast. He explained that there would be negative side effects if the potion was taken on an empty stomach.

Malfoy grumbled that this line of reasoning was ridiculous because there was no way in hell he was going to be able to eat a proper breakfast as long as his hangover was still present. In any event, after Potter forced himself to eat and then took the potion, he felt visibly better. He then coaxed Malfoy into eating a bit as well so he could get the relief the potion had to offer.

The two hadn't even realized that they had fallen into such an easy comraderie. They supported each other when needed it, yet also gave each other swift kicks in the arses when it was necessary as well. Their relationship clearly mirrored the relationship of their older counterparts who marvelled at this revelation. Narcissa even noticed the change in the two teenagers. She had stayed after she brought the children back and she couldn't get over the caring nature and the give and take attitude that Potter and Malfoy had developed over the past three weeks.

Malfoy and Potter were currently sitting under a tree in the back yard. They were watching the children play on their swingset while they tried to think of things to bring back to the past with them.

Potter was laying his head on Malfoy's lap while Malfoy absentmindedly played with Potter's hair. "I wish I could just bring you back with me," Potter said wistfully.

"Imagine the look on everyone's face if you showed up with me and wrote your report about why you brought me back," Malfoy laughed at the mental image of the whole Hogwarts freaking out over the new couple. "Well, I will be back, but neither of us will remember this so we will probably be just as obnoxious to one another as we used to be."

"What a shame," Potter mused, "I am looking forward to getting re-acquainted with you again next year though." and he lifted his head up and kissed Malfoy lightly on the lips.

"Don' t I know it. Hey, Jamie, watch out! You are pushing Lucky a bit too high!"

"But he likes it!" Jamie whined.

"He won't like it when he ends up at St. Mungos and neither will you when your parents find out it is your fault!" yelled Harry as he got up to take Lucky off the swing.

Lila approached the tree and dropped into Malfoy's lap which was recently vacated by Potter. "Is it true you guys are leaving in a few days?" she asked sadly.

"Sorry to say we are, Li," Malfoy said with a regretful tone.

"And you won't remember any of this? Or us?" Lila asked with a pout that made her look just like her Poppa.

"We won't. But think of how excited we will be when we finally have you. Imagine if we remembered all of this. You would be born and Potter and I would t be like, 'oh, it's just Lila! That wouldn't be very nice, would it be?'" he asked his future daughter.

Lila thought about this and responded, "I guess not. But I am going to miss you!"

"I know sweetie and I will miss you too, but the good news is that you still have me around. I am just older and I seem to be somewhat more reasonable."

"Isn't that the truth," Potter said as he made his way over to the duo. He was holding Lucky's hand and the small boy sat down on his lap.

"So what are you bringing back with you?" Jamie asked as he walked over to the group.

"You should bring a picture of us!" Lila interjected.

"Well, as much as we would want to, that probably wouldn't be such a great idea since we don't plan on remembering any of this. It would probably just cause confusion," Potter explained.

"Potter, why don't you bring back one of Dad's brooms?" Jamie suggested.

"I thought of that, but I really want to invent that on my own and I don't want to mess with history too much," Potter answered.

"Besides, we don't want Potty over here to have too much of an advantage over me at the next quiddich game," Malfoy looked at Potter with admiration, and added, "not that there is much competition. We all know who the better seeker is anyway."

"Yes we do, Ferret," Potter said knowingly and with a smirk that could rival one of his blonde counterpart's.

The renewed use of the "terms of endearment" caused the children to burst into hysterical laughter. The two teens took the opportunity to tickle the children until they begged them to stop. Both Potter and Malfoy knew that even though they wouldn't remember any specifics of their futures, about themselves, or their children. Or of the wonderful things they learned about one another in their time in the future, both of their hearts would feel that much emptier when they had to return to the past.