Blue Moon

Chapter Three

Harry landed with a thud on the hard wood floors, and groaned when he realized he had landed on his arm and it hurt like a bitch. He knew it wasn't broken, and he would know if his arm was broken because it had happened enough damn times for him to remember what it felt like. He groaned as he turned over on his back, but with his eyes closed he didn't see the house elf standing over him, so when the little creature poked him, he screeched and jumped about ten feet in the air.

"Kreature did not mean to startle young master. Kreature was just wondering how you came to be on his polished floor, in the dark hall. The party is in the main ballroom, far from here. But Kreature will not question Mistresses guests, not my place, it's not..." Harry gaped at this ragged creature who did indeed look like the younger, and dare he say it kinder.. version of the elf he had had the displeasure of knowing.

"Kreature what the hell are you doing here? I thought I banished you!" Harry shouted at the wide eyed elf.

"Master is displeased!" He ran to the wall and banged his head on it a few times, muttering about 'bad,' 'punishment!' 'master!' Harry stared completely shocked, what in the hell was going on! Harry picked himself up and hissed in pain when he felt his leg cramp up. He turned from the crazy elf and ran, ran right into a door. He held his face and cursed his stupidity. He was sure he had broken it, well he couldn't really tell because he couldn't feel the damn thing! He pulled his hand away from his face and saw no blood and thanked the merciful God who usually liked fucking with him. 'I guess he's giving me a break today.'

When he heard a 'pop' signaling the departure of Kreature he sighed in relief, but as he laid eyes on the door before him he almost chocked on his own sigh. 'The door! The same bloody door as before!' To make sure he wasn't dreaming he lifted his hand and traced the faintly engraved crest. 'Did that portkey take me outside the room? How weird, how... stupid. That can't be what it was for! My Dad would not make a portkey to the same damn place! Something here is really wrong! And what was that with Kreature, how did he get back in the house? And why the hell did he seem less crazy? He only started muttering to himself when he was beating himself up! This makes no sense! Why do these fucking things always happen to me!'

Deciding he was going to open the door, he lifted his wand to the door knob, but before he could mutter the spell, he heard shouting coming from behind him. It sounded like Sirius, but someone else was with him. That voice.. that arrogant cold drawl was... familiar? 'Oh God!' Harry looked for somewhere to hide and not finding one ran farther down the hall to the closest door, swinging it open and thanking God when it did open he threw himself inside and closed the door just in time to avoid being caught by the two fighting men.

"Malfoy! Quit following me!" That was Sirius, Harry registered quickly. But something was different, he sounded different, he was tempted to open up the door and go ask him what had happened when he heard the other voice.

"I really don't have to do anything you want me to do, Black. I am your cousin's fiance, you should treat me with more respect."

"You and Narcissa aren't going to be married for another two years, you twat! Your my age, she is still only fifteen! I don't have to treat you with anything other pure disgust. I hate you Malfoy! Why won't you just leave me the bloody fuck alone!"

"Because you have no friends, Black, they have all abandoned you," Sirius hissed in annoyance, "You need a friend, an ally, I am willing to put the past behind me and take you in. You are a powerful wizard, and if the plebeians you call friends can't understand and appreciate that, they don't deserve you. I know someone who would understand you, and embrace your talents. Someone who wouldn't turn you away, if you'll just meet with him-"Harry lost his temper on that one, he knew who Lucius was talking about, and he didn't stop to question that fact that it was a very young Lucius trying to convince a very young Sirius to join the dead Dark Lord.

"No, Malfoy, you may like groveling to some rotting snake corpse but not me! Keep away from me!" Lucius growled and pushed Sirius up against the wall, caging him in with his arms. With his face close to Sirius', their noses almost touching, he whispered something that made Sirius shrink away and push himself further into the wall.

"He said no, Malfoy! Back off before I make you!" Harry roared coming out of the shadows. As the door banged against the wall, leaving a large indent from the handle, Lucius spun around looking, surprisingly, something other than smug or arrogant.

"What! Who the hell are you!" In the darkness of the hall he could barley see in front of him, much less whoever it was that was yelling at him from across the hallway.

"Forgotten so soon, Malfoy? Potter, James Potter, and if you don't back off of my friend here, I'm going to make you wish you had," Harry threatened, deciding that he was going to test his luck, with the darkness of the hall he hoped they believed that he was really his father. He knew something was very wrong and that these were not the same men from his time, and knew he shouldn't reveal anything about himself just yet.

"James..." Sirius croaked weakly, his voice sounded so pained and so hope filled, that Harry had a hard time not going to him at the very moment and comforting him.

"Potter," Lucius snarled, 'So you decided to come back for your friend, how touching. But he doesn't want to see you anymore! You turned you back on him and he is mine now!" Harry growled in frustration.

"Leave now Malfoy before you regret the day you were born!" Harry pulled out his wand and aimed it at the blond man's forehead.

"You think I'm afraid of you, Potter, well your wrong," he pulled out his own wand and aimed it at Harry, but before he could open his mouth to curse him, Lucius felt something poke the back of his head.

"You better be afraid of the two of us, Malfoy, lower your wand or I'll let you have it," when he didn't move Sirius jabbed the wand into the older boy's head and he saw that he did, reluctantly so, lower his wand.

"I will come back for you Black. But my offer won't last for long!" He spun around sneering at Harry as if he was dirt on his shoe that just wouldn't go away. Harry kept his wand on Malfoy until he disappeared around the corner hardly containing his snarls the whole way. As he did lower his wand he pocketed it and straitened out his robes brushing away any excess Malfoy dirt that was left after that odd confrontation.

"James?" The other weakly asked.

"Sirius, let's go to the room, we can't talk out here," Sirius nodded squinting his eyes at the now seemingly different James. He turned to the door and waited for 'James' to come up beside him to say the password. He knew it but he wanted to see if the other person standing by him knew it. When he did Sirius sighed in relief, what had he been thinking? Of course that was James, who else could it be?

What Harry saw made him gasp, the room hadn't changed a bit! All the papers looked to be in the same order as he had seen them when he first came into the room, the pictures and pranks still the same as before, only the parchment looked less worn, and things were all a lot less dusty than before. Was he in the past?

When Sirius closed the door and looked back at 'James,' he took in a sharp breath, this wasn't James! This was some kind of James imposter! The kid didn't even have the same color eyes! He was even a few, well a lot inches shorter than James. 'Shit! What gave I done!' He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the other's head. Of course he wasn't facing him so all Sirius managed to point at was the kid' ear, but that didn't matter right now. He had to find out who this wanker was!

"Who the hell are you, you wanker!" Harry spun around to face him, and immediately put his hands up in the air in a sigh of surrender.

"It's not what it looks like! I swear! I know I'm not James!"

"Of course your not James! I don't know how I could have been so stupid! James hates me and would never.. Shit! You stay away from me! Who the hell are you? Where did you come from? How in the fuck did you even manage to get in my house? How the hell did you know that password to this room, only I and three other's know it!"

"Stop! Just wait! I am not from here! I.. I am from the future..." Sirius almost dropped his wand in shock. This person was crazy!

"You're mad!"

"Sirius! No please you have to believe me! I'm James' son, I'm Harry Potter!" But these words only made Sirius mad...er. He opened his mouth to curse Harry when Harry got an idea he hoped would save his life.

"Please Padfoot! I know this is weird! But you have to believe me! Let me prove it to you!" Sirius stopped when he heard the kid call him Padfoot, only the Marauders and a select few had ever heard their Marauder names, who was this kid? After seemingly thinking it over he nodded his head.

"Fine, prove it. Tell me something only the son of a Marauder would know."

"Padfoot, Moony, Prongs, and Wormtail, your the Marauders. Y-you have a map of the whole of Hogwarts," as he said this he pointed to the copy of the map over the fireplace, but not taking his eyes off of Sirius. "Lily... um James... er my Dad, he loves- well he has been pinning after her-Lily for all of his time at Hogwarts. Moony is a Werewolf, Snape is a greasy git who has graying underwear, Malfoy is a slimy piece of dung!" Harry running out of things to say, as his stuttered rambling was taking up a lot of his energy he began to panic when Sirius hardly looked affected at all. "Snape! The prank! You.. you told him to go to the Whomping Willow! He saw Remus and-" Harry was cut off by the wand, that before had been steadily lowered, was right back to being pointed right in between his eyes.

"How do you know that!" Sirius growled fiercely.

"I told you, I'm from the future! I am the son of James Christian Potter! Your my Godfather, Sirius!" Sirius dropped his wand, and he stared slack jawed at Harry.

"Y-your not lying are you?"

"No!" Harry yelled exasperatedly. Sirius backed away from him and dropped himself down on one of the stools and put his head in his hands.

"Bloody hell."

HSHS

A/N: This might have been little longer than my last two chapters but I didn't like it very much. I am ready for all this explaining crap to be done with so I can have some fun with Harry and Sirius. Hey at least I got it out of the way! I have never updated a story this many time in such a short span of time. Real quick before I go, this will not be the last time we see Lucius, I have changed his age and put him in the same year as our boys- sorry if you don't like- so more fun shall ensue when they get back to school in a few short chapters!

I hope you decide to review!

-Bloody