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Chapter five, Where am I?

Remus was so very pale. The full moon was rising to night, and the werewolf was down in the hospital wing. "Will you be all right without me?" Harry asked Sirius as they climbed the stairs towards the double transfiguration lesson.

It was the last subject they were studying today, and it had to be now. Harry did not know what would happen with him if he took the pill, but he had to nevertheless.

"I hope so. We can't go on a big trip around the world, but we would probably not have the money for it anyway" Sirius grinned.

"Please don't do anything stupid, Sirius" Harry begged as they approached the classroom door.

"Don't worry. I won't."

James was pleased. By telling Remus to read the letter for Sirius, and by hiding a letter underneath with his favourite password: "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good". He felt like nothing could go wrong.

He'd told them about how much he hated Umbridge, what the situation was, if he would ever get to go home, (and see Lily), and he'd kept going in that direction.

What was to come?

A letter had just arrived for him.

Sirius wanted them to know each other better, and began to talk about quidditch. "I'm a chaser," Sirius grinned. "And what part do I play in the team?" Harry asked hoping that he would be able to play it out like James would've done.

"You're a seeker or chaser, depending on what is most needed. James is the best player in the team." Harry was happy when he heard about the seeker part, but chaser? Could he manage that as good as James normally would?

"Do you play quidditch?" Sirius asked suddenly worried. "Yeah. I'm the youngest seeker in about a hundred years. Started in the first year."

This was met by a "wow" and an "At least we don't need to worry about that part."

"So… what else does James normally do?"

A letter had just arrived for him… but he would wait to open it.

James had started to think, something that was rather unusual but it happened occasionally. He was thinking about himself in the future. He wanted to meet himself and ask if he ever got back to his own time again.

If he wasn't here, that was evidence enough. Or, was it?

Well, he could ask Sirius or Remus after reading the letter. He opened it and started to find his way through the lines.

"So… what else does James normally do?"

"James follows Lily Evans" was all Sirius had time to say before Harry had to become sick. No problem. He felt ill already. He opened his mouth and…

Dear Harry,

I've read the letter for Padfoot. I think that dog would've walked its way to Hogwarts if he could. I really wish we could see each other again, like that full moon night. What was it we called ourselves again?

There it was! The clue! The password. He didn't bother to read any more of the letter and got his wand out. "Want a sweet Harry?" a familiar voice asked. "Thank you" he just said and took it.

How green is it possible to become? Was it even green? What about grey? Or black? Or even pink?

James had just said "yes" to a tweet from Fred or was it, George? He couldn't tell, because the sweet had started to have an effect.

Harry felt his whole body become heavy. His head ached, he felt tired, very tired. His head just fell towards his desk. Sirius suddenly turned. "Harry?" he whispered worriedly. "James!" he said much louder.

"James are you all right?" he asked looking very worried. "Professor!" he called, and McGonagall was already on her way over. "What's the matter Potter?" she asked. Harry didn't answer.

His head was going to snap any minute now. He felt a hand on his forehead, probably the professor who checked if he had a fever. He didn't open his eyes, that would only increase the pain. Then, he fainted.

James looked blankly upon the two of them. "Who are you?" he asked foolishly, and they grinned. "Do you know what George?" Fred asked. "Yes, Fred. I think we've done it" George grinned and looked down at their test rabbit. "You know what George, I think so too."

"You look familiar, have I seen you before?" James asked and tried to get to his feet, but it didn't work. He looked around, blinking "where am I?" he asked trying once again to get up from the sofa, but this time he fell down on the pillows and didn't wake up again.

"Do you know what George?" Fred asked. "Yes, Fred. It didn't work perfectly," George bent nervously over to their test rabbit. "You know what Fred; I don't think it did either."

"James?" Harry heard a worried voice. "Oy, James," someone called again. He opened his eyes and looked straight into a boy's face. He was handsome, with dark eyes and raven hair. "Who are you?" Harry asked while raising an eyebrow. "Where am I?"

Sirius laughed. "Good one James. I'm Sirius, your best friend," the boy grinned playing along on a joke that never existed. "I see. You are Sirius," Harry nodded "and who am I?" he asked, looking around.

"Madame Pomfrey," Sirius called. "Quiet!" she commanded but came over. "What is it Mr Black?" she asked. "Har… James is awake, and he's not remembering anything." The school nurse went over to Harry's bed. "Who are you?" he asked sheepishly.

"Loss of memory. This isn't going to be easy," the nurse muttered, then looked over at Sirius who had a guilty look upon his face. "What did you two do?" she asked. "No memory charms, right?"

"I…" Sirius bit his lip. "James ate a sweet, and next thing he was like this," Sirius said and stuck to the truth. His head hung and he looked so worried that the nurse believed him. He hoped that this illness was not as severe as it seemed right now.

But how to stop it? He didn't know, yet. Harry had said something about another part of the sweet. The classroom!

"You look funny!" James said, as he woke up again, and faced a worried Hermione, Ron and Ginny. Towards the last girl, he said "you're cute. Reminds me of Lily." James sank down in the pillows again.

"Lily?" he asked as he woke up ten seconds later, looking up at the red-haired girl again. "Who's Lily?" Ginny asked and sent the others a worried look. "Do you think he's becoming loony?" she asked.

"I don't know," Ron answered and spoke to the person he thought was Harry. "What's the matter, mate? Don't you recognise us?" he commanded an answer. "Do I know you?" James asked and sat up again.

"Where's Sirius? Remus? Lily?" he asked. "Who's…" began Hermione before she looked over at Fred and George who whistled innocently, in other words: guilty!

"Fred, George, can I have a word with you?" she asked, clearly deep in thought and suspicious.

Sirius ran up towards the classroom and opened the door. There was no lesson going on, so he went right inside the empty room. "Where is it? Where is it?" he muttered and bent down on the floor. He just gave up the human form and transformed into a large black dog.

"There!" he barked, and in the same second the door was opened.

"Make haste, Lily. We'll be late for potions" one of the girls, a friend of Lily Evans, said. "Yes, but I know I left the book here somewhere," Lily responded and turned towards Sirius, who had luckily managed to change back.

He'd rolled under the teacher's desk, and hidden.

"What's this?" Lily muttered and picked up a little sweet. "Lily, hurry!" the friend called again. "Coming" Lily answered, putting the sweet in her pocket and ran out.

Sirius rolled out from behind the desk and sighed. That complicated things.

"What did you do to him?" Fred and George exchanged looks. Hermione lifted her wand, and nonverbally cast a spell. "We gave him one of the skulking sweets," they said in unison and the feet binding spell was gone.

"But he's become so weird, and we don't know if we can give him the other part, yet" they continued, and their wands were returned.

"But who is he?" she asked finally. "Harry?" Fred said trying to look innocent. "No, he's not. I have long suspected something was wrong but I couldn't be sure until now," Hermione stated, and fixed her eyes upon them. A deafening silence grew between them. "He's James Potter, right?" she inquired of them to know.

"What makes you say that?" the twins asked in an air of suspense. "Because his eye colour has changed, his scar is gone, his personality is different and he is asking for his friends Sirius, Lily and Remus."

"Ok, ok. He's James, but don't tell anyone," they asked of her.

She nodded. "I suggest you try to give him the other part of that thing," Hermione said and turned her heals. "We've got to prevent him from speaking!"

Harry murmured, "Hermione? Ron?"

He'd just woke up, and felt dreadful. Had he fallen from a broom? He felt for his glasses and put them on. He was at the hospital wing, so a bludger in the head was a definite probability.

He fell back into the pillows again. "We probably lost then," he muttered without no memory of a match; odd.

"Lucius, we need your son to help James Potter back to his own time," the Dark Lord said and whispered an order in parseltongue, but it was hard to hear what he said.

"I will inform him, my lord" Lucius Malfoy said and bowed before he left the room.

"I believe we have to hurry. What if he can't come back? If the story is re-written, then we might have another enemy. We might not even be here anymore." This time, Harry understood what the dark lord said to the snake that was rolled up beside its master.

Harry didn't understand. Time? James Potter? What had this to do with his father? James? James?

"James?"

"James? Are you all right?" Harry opened his eyes. "Who's James?" he asked and stared up at a boy with brown hair. He looked pale and shabby. A bit like Remus Lupin, actually.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Harry responded. "You are?" The misbelieve in Remus's voice was not easy to miss, "Your memory is lost, mate, and you're talking about strangers and muttering odd things while your sleep."

"Here, take this, James," Fred and George said in unison. The boy ate it. He had taken sweets from the twins twice.

He then just fell down on the floor.

At that exact time, Harry fell down on the pillows again.

Harry looked around him. He was standing in a small room, with two windows. Behind him, he saw the hospital wing and Remus Lupin who looked worriedly at his own body. Harry was lying there.

"Am I dead?" he asked out loud. "I hope not," James Potter said coming towards him. "Dad?" Harry asked wide-eyed. "Wow, that sounds weird! You're my son, and my age. I'm pretending to be you and you're pretending to be me, and I don't even know you at all."

They both looked at each other.

Harry looked behind James and into the other window. Ginny and Ron were sitting next to his sleeping body. They were in the Gryffindor common room. Harry missed them so.

"Dad, I've missed you so much," Harry said looking at the other boy that could've been his own reflection, except for the brown eyes and the lack of scar.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Harry. You're a brave person; I know it because I'm trying to be you, the born leader and hero." James smiled, "I'm proud to call myself your father."

James carefully moved Harry's hair away from his forehead to look at the scar. "How?" he asked, but Harry shook his head. "I shouldn't tell you too much about the future."

"Where is she?" Sirius murmured irritated that James was the one that knew where Evans would be. The potions lesson was over already. Sirius couldn't go there because he would then have been in trouble.

He took the map from his pocket. He always had the map with him. "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good," he said, pointing his wand at the map.

"What's Lily doing down at the Quidditch pitch?" he asked out loud as he saw the dot marked Lily Evans down there.

Sirius ran all the way there. Only slowing down when he finally saw her.

She sitting there, watching the empty sky. She looked miserable. As he got closer he saw that she was crying.

"Evans?" Sirius said as he stood only a few meters from her. "Lily?" he asked again, now using her first name. "Are you all right?" he asked, worried.

She looked surprised to see him. "Sirius? I just…" she couldn't finish. Sirius sat down next to her. "You just?" he asked after a while. "I miss him so much. I didn't think I would, but I do." Lily said.

"Who?" Sirius asked not getting the picture. Had her cat died, or something?

"James," she said and lost her voice. "But he's…" Sirius said. "I know that he's here, and he's only sick," Lily countered. "What I'm trying to say is that I miss the James Potter that was. He isn't like himself anymore. He doesn't even ask me out."

Sirius was speechless. "I don't miss seeing him taunt Severus, but I miss his smile, quick lines and high spirit. This James is very different. Somehow I like him too, but not in the same way."

She started to cry again. "I thought I hated him, but I don't really…"

Sirius let her cry against his shoulder. This was surprising.

"I know what you mean, Lily. I have noticed it too. He seems to be trying to put on a personality that resembles you." That was exactly what Harry was - half James, half Lily - and Sirius felt that he could tell her this much.

"Don't worry Lily, I'm sure he'll become his old self again."

She kept crying, and Sirius let his hand quickly slip into her pocket. Found it!

"Lily, come up with me to the castle," Sirius said smiling and understanding.

He didn't send her the smile he usually gave girls. The smile that made them melt for him. This was a real smile, with affection.

"Ok," Lily said and let him help her up.

As they walked side by side up to the castle she smiled towards him, "thank you, Sirius."

"Well…" James said. "How is everyone?" he asked. "I miss them so much. Especially Sirius. You really don't have anyone to match up with Padfoot in your time. And Lily, how's Lily?" he asked.

Harry told James everything. All that had happened.

He'd gotten his memory back. All of it, and could now give an exact story.

He finished with, "I don't think I do a great job at being you." Harry smiled at his father.

James grinned back. "I'm no Harry Potter. You may look like me, but you behave more like Lily. I miss her so. Even though the Weasley girl is quite cute," James joked. Harry smiled back. "Now, tell me about your adventure."

"Well, for a start. That Umbridge woman is a problem…"

"Do you think he's all right?" Ginerva Weasley asked. "I dunno…" Ron mumbled. "We can't wake him up." Fred and George looked worried down at James.

"We've tested the snack on others and they didn't faint. Nothing should be wrong!"

"You've tried it on others!?" was the terrified reaction from Hermione Granger. "On innocent first years?" She asked. Fred and George grinned. "Oh, come on Hermione. Come up with something better yourself."

"First years are not to be victims for your pranks," Hermione yelled at them.

"It's what first years are for actually. Besides, we pay them well."

Ron and Ginny shook their heads as the argument went on behind them. "I hope Harry will be OK. What are we going to do without him?" Ginny stated sadly.

"And the fact that Mum will murder Fred and George in the most brutal way thinkable doesn't improve the case," Ron grinned. "They caused it themselves. They have to take the consequences," Ginny said angrily and held Harry's hand.

James and Harry had finished both stories and was now speaking of more important matters. "You'll have to try and get down in the pensive," Harry told James. "In Snape's office and enter the memory of you and Sirius taunting Snape, right when we swapped."

James nodded. "I know, but he won't let me. Snape really hates me. He might have disliked you, but he really hates me!" Harry smiled. "You'll just have to try. I'll be trying to set up the same scene again, OK?"

Both boys knew the plan. "Just if we actually wake up again though," James said jokingly. "Sirius is quite slow, he should've found it!"

Harry and James suddenly stared straight past each other.

Harry looked longingly over in the window that showed the Gryffindor common room where Ginny was kneeling beside him, or James, hoping for him to wake up again. He watched on fondly as Hermione argued with the twins. Harry looked at Ron who looked miserable. He missed the heart and humour of his best friend. Nobody could ever replace Ron.

"They miss me, all of them!" Harry muttered.

Meanwhile, James was staring past Harry. Sirius had just appeared in the window to the hospital wing close followed by Lily. What was she doing there?

He saw Sirius taking something from his pocket, and give it to the sleeping James, or Harry as it was. "Harry!" James called. "Sirius has found it," James said and went over to Harry.

"I'll miss you," his son said and they gave each other a hug.

"Goodbye Harry," James said and started to feel like he was falling through water. Suddenly Harry disappeared and he fell through the darkness.

So, what d' you think?

I really wanted a scene with Lily and Sirius, to show Lily's real feelings. The affections she's realy got for James, but can't understand!

A scene where Harry and James meet was a bit important to add, and one thing led to another, so here it came. The situation is very awkward so it was hard to do it well.

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The Artful Fox