I'm soo sorry for updating this a few days late. I had no inspiration for this chapter. I will still update this again on Wednesday. I have inspiration for the next chapter I just needed to have what happened in this chapter before the next chapter. It's kind of confusing. Anyway the next chapter will be longer. I like to keep my chapters for this story around 1,500 words. This chapter was lacking about 500 and I couldn't think of how to add more to it without taking away stuff for the next chapter. Sorry for my ramblings. Thanks for the reviews.

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The first thing Harry wanted to do was confront Sirius on his horrible disguise as Lee Smith. What was he thinking? People would have to be blind not to realize that it was Sirius. Was he trying to get put back in prison? How could Sirius be so reckless? Then again, it was Sirius.

When the feast was over Harry followed the other Gryffindor students. He would have to wait until everyone was asleep before he could talk to Sirius. Where did Sirius even sleep?

"So Harry, are you excited for tomorrow?" Hermione asked. "Which class are you looking forward to? I'm really excited for Transfiguration, but Defense Against the Dark Arts sounds exciting too."

"Me, um I'm looking forward to Potions," Harry said. "I've always wanted to create my own little potions. When I was younger I use to pretend that I was a chemist and create colorful creations."

Harry looked at Hermione and hoped that she wouldn't pick up his lie. She was good at reading him and Ron like a book. Well at least she was good at reading Harry like an open book. She did miss the whole Ron liking her bit. Harry looked over towards Ron. He was talking to Dean. He overheard Ron telling Dean about Quidditch and why it was the best sport in the world. Dean argued back that soccer was better.

After what seemed like eternity it was lights out. Harry waited until he was completely sure that his roommates were asleep before making his way out of bed. He needed to talk to Sirius and find out what Sirius was planning with this poorly thought out disguise, Lee Smith. If Snape ever found out Sirius would be killed on sight. Or at least Snape would want him to be killed on sight.

Harry walked out of the common room really fast. He glanced back. The portrait of the Fat Lady was empty. He really needed to get his invisibility cloak back from Dumbledore. Harry rushed around the school trying to remember where the teacher's rooms were on the Marauders Map. How was he going to get that back from the twins? Not that he really needed it. He didn't really use it for good purposes anyway unless you could count stalking Malfoy with it and staring at Ginny's name as good purposes.

It was about an hour of walking before Harry finally admitted that he was lost. He didn't even know where exactly he was at the moment. He passed the third corridor a few halls ago and lost track of anything when he ran away from Mrs. Norris. Finally Harry stopped walking and leaned against the wall.

"Lost Potter?"

Harry froze. He knew that voice. He turned his head to the left. Standing there smirking at Harry was Draco Malfoy.

"I don't believe we've been acquainted," Harry lied.

"Cut the crap Potter. I know you've gone back in time," Draco said. "And besides no first year uses the word acquainted."

"What? How?" Harry asked.

"Because the same spell that took you back in time also took me back in time."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked.

"Well the Ministry went into chaos when you were hit with the spell. Your body just collapsed on the ground. You were in a coma like state for weeks. We couldn't find a way to wake you up. We had the top researchers researching just what that spell might do. It was a rare spell. Really dark too. You can't find it in books. Eventually Crabbe Sr. confessed to where he learned the spell. Apparently he overheard Voldemort talking about it. He said it was an alternate dimension spell. Of course the Ministry wanted to prove it. So they hired the best man in their Auror league to cast the spell on," Draco explained.

"Then why isn't Ron back in time?" Harry asked. Ron was one of his best Aurors.

"Well, they already lost one of the Golden Trio to the spell they didn't really want to lose another one and since I was an ex death eater they didn't think too many people would mind me going into comatose too. Of course my mother was quite hysterical when she found out. I couldn't blame her. The ministry was having her son go into an alternate dimension to go after Harry Potter with the chance that he might not come back. I would be hysterical too. Now I just have to figure out how to get us back to the right dimension."

Harry stared at Draco.

"What happens if you can't figure out how to get to the right dimension?" Harry asked. "And how can that be possible anyway? Sirius came back in time too and he wasn't hit by the spell."

"Sirius? As in Sirius Black, my cousin?" Draco asked.

"Yeah," Harry said.

"Well Potter, this is another dimension. Anything is possible."

With that said Draco started making his way down the hall leaving Harry all alone to ponder his thoughts. Before Draco left Harry's view completely Harry called out.

"Malfoy what does this make us then?"

"We're still going to play the act of enemies when we are in public we don't want to screw up this dimension too much. By the way, keep your eye on the new professor, Lee Smith. There's something fishy about him," Draco said and left Harry alone in the hall.

Harry rolled his eyes at Draco's last comment. Of course there was something fishy about the new professor. It was Sirius Black. He was supposedly trying to kill Harry. Everything was so confusing in this time. Harry shook his head and made his way back to the common room. He would find Sirius tomorrow. For now he needed to clear his head. All these new thoughts from Draco was making his head hurt.