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17/10/2008 21:37:00

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A/N: This is the second chapter, obviously. Hope you like it and reviews and suggestions are welcome.

Dumbledore was merely doing paperwork when he heard a knock on the door. He answered, but no one came in. Confused, Dumbledore waited a while, but when nobody opened the door, he stood up and walked over. He could hear someone on the other side, breathing hard. He opened to find a young man, maybe seventeen, standing at the door as if he were frozen. He looked remarkably like James Potter, except he had green eyes and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. He looked the boy in the eyes and he saw confusion and sadness in them. He held eye contact for a little bit before the boy fainted. Dumbledore was surprised that he had fainted, he looked like he had seen a ghost, which he probably had. He caught the boy as he fell and placed him carefully on the floor inside his office. He sat in a chair and analyzed him.

The boy confused him. He looked like one of his students and yet he had never seen him before, and he knows all his students. When the boy had looked at him, he saw that the boy had recognized him. That was not troubling, for a lot of people knew him. What was really confusing was the condition of him and his robes. His robes were torn in many places and the edges were singed. This face and arms had many cuts on them and he was covered in dirt and blood. He looked like he had been through a battle.

The boy started to stir, so Dumbledore stopped analyzing him and pretended to be involved in his work again. The boy sat up, looked at him and immediately started to scramble back towards the wall. He was clearly startled.

"Hello. My name is Albus Dumbledore. Who might you be?" he asked gently.

The boy merely shook his head and continued to back away, until he hit the wall. Dumbledore could see that the boy was struggling to speak, as his mouth was opening and closing without any sound coming out. He seemed to regain his composure and what he said was completely unexpected.

"My name is Harry Potter."

"Are you related to James Potter?" Dumbledore asked, surprised.

"Yes." Harry said simply, clearly not going to elaborate.

"How so?" Dumbledore inquired. "I do not believe James has any siblings and nor does his father."

"I can't tell you, sir. You see I think I know why you don't recognize me."

"And what would that be?"

"I was born in the year 1980, sir."

There was silence. Dumbledore couldn't believe that this Harry Potter was telling the truth. Yet there was this small, defiant part of his brain that told him that Harry was telling the truth. It was completely insane, to suggest that he was from the future, yet there were few other explanations. Here was a boy who looked about 17 years old, who obviously knew his way around Hogwarts, (How else could he have found his office?) and yet he, Dumbledore, had never seen him before.

"So I should be right to guess that James is your father?" He said.

"Yes, sir."

"How did you get here? I have never heard of someone traveling so far into the past?"

"I was actually hoping you could tell me, sir."

"I'm afraid I do not know. I won't ask you what you were doing, incase it was something important. But I also have no idea how to get you back into your own time." Dumbledore said sadly.

"You don't?" asked Harry, clearly disappointed. "But I need to get back! There's a lot I have to do!"

"I'm sorry Mr. Potter, but I have absolutely no idea. However, I will be looking in to trying to find a way. Would you care to stay here while I attempt to find a solution?" He asked gently.

Harry's eyes seemed to light up and he replied, "Sure."

"Good. I'll introduce you at the Halloween feast. It's the end of October."

"What about my appearance, name and why I'm so late." Asked Harry thoughtfully.

"We will change your appearance. How about brown hair and blue eyes?" Harry nodded and with a quick flick of Dumbledore's wand, Harry's hair changed to brown and got extremely short and his eyes were turned blue. "I think it is also wise for you not wear your glasses." With another wave, Harry saw that looking through his glasses made it worse than looking without them. "I only corrected your vision temporarily, no spell can truly correct eyesight, so you'll have to come and see me once a month to renew the spell."

"As for your name, I believe that we should keep it as close as possible to your original, so you'll now become Harry Porter. As for why you're late, you just moved back from New York, where you had lived since you were 10, because your uncle got transferred back here. That will explain you accent and why you are so late to start Hogwarts. You didn't come at the beginning because of the war and you were delayed for a bit because of the war."

"Why uncle and not father?" asked Harry cautiously. He was not aware that he let anything slip.

"Just by the look in your eyes when I mentioned you'll be staying here. Am I right to assume something happened in the future?"

Harry just nodded his head, thinking about spending time with his parents. He thought of all the fun that he, Sirius, Remus and his dad could have; pulling pranks, hanging around and sneaking out at night with the invisibility cloak and the Marauders Map.

"The Marauders' Map," he murmured.

"What was that?" Albus asked politely.

"The Marauders have a map that shows everyone in the school. Their real names, and the map never lies." Harry explained.

"Well it looks like I'll have to get it from them tonight before they can find you on the map." Dumbledore reasoned. "You will sleep in the room of requirements tonight. I'm sure you know where that is, right?"

Harry nodded, and turned to leave, when he remembered something, "Sir, what about my stuff?"

"I shall send someone to fetch supplies for you and anything you might need." Dumbledore answered.

"I have one more question, sir," Harry asked nervously.

"Yes?"

"I was wondering if it were possible to, um, bring someone from the future here with me? Because I'm not sure how much I can handle by myself and I think I might need someone, who knows me, to help me through some of the hard stuff." Harry said really fast.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then said, "I suppose it could be possible. I'll have to research it along with a way to send you back. I'll let you know if I find anything."

"Thank you, Sir." With that, Harry walked out of Dumbledore's office.

When Harry was gone, Dumbledore rubbed his temples with his fingers. Harry Potter was a mystery. From the future. That was something new. By the look in Harry's eyes, the haunted look, and the way he reacted to him, Dumbledore thought that the future was not a bright one. He stood up and left for the seventh year boys dormitory to retrieve the map. When he reached the room, he quietly summoned the parchment and departed without a sound.

Harry walked out of Dumbledore's office and made his way to the room of requirements. His mind was reeling at his predicament. He was in the past with his parents! He would finally get a chance to meet them, after never knowing them, he would be able to! Were they nice? Are they going out? Will they like him and are they really as Remus and Sirius told them?

Sirius! He's still alive and unaffected by Azkaban. And Remus? How's he holding up with transformations without the wolfsbane potion? Then there's Peter. The traitor. Was he working for Voldemort, or is just a normal 7th year having a good time with his friends?

With his thoughts weaving through all the possibilities of being in the past, he arrived at the Room of Requirements in no time. He paced in front of it three times, concentrating on a room like the Gryffindor common room. The door appeared and he slipped inside.

The room was decorated with Gryffindor banners, like the hideout that Neville created, with a bathroom and a single bed. The room was quite simple, actually. He changed into pajamas that were supplied by the room. He climbed into bed and was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Reviewing is also good. I probably won't be updating regularly because I'm busy and don't have a lot of time. Sorry for this.