A/N: this is it, the one that some-most of you have been waiting for the time-travel one! Ahhh! Before I get into the HP stuff let me show you the poem I wrote for you:

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Disclaimer: did you see that poem??? You'd expect SO much more than that crap out of J.K. Rowling right?? Have I proven my point yet??

Knock, knock, knock

Professor McGonagall knew who it was. She rushed to the door to find Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George standing outside.

"Come in, Come in." she said as one by one they passed her and entered her room. "Allright I have a meeting soon but first I have to go over the rules of time traveling. Although first thing's first," she went over and pulled a book out of the bookshelf to make up move and reveal to the room a tall, handsome, light brown haired, round faced boy that only she and Harry knew was Draco Malfoy.

"Allright now, all of you must promise me that you won't try to change anything." McGonagall said, as the remainder of people in the room (besides Harry) tried to figure out who the figure the appeared behind the bookshelf was. "Promise me!" she raised her voice a little so they would know to pay attention to her.

They all looked up at her.

"Do you understand me?" everyone nodded. "That means that no matter who you encounter, you must do nothing. Not even Severus Snape or Peter Petegrew." She directed this at Harry.

He clenched his fist but nodded with the rest of them.

"Also don't tell them who you are, make sure you come up with false last names, especially you two, Harry and Draco." McGonagall pointed at them.

The remainder of the group, now knowing who the stranger was, glared at him.

Harry and Draco nodded.

"Do you have the time turner Hermione?" McGonagall asked turning to Hermione.

She nodded and took out a necklace with a golden watch on the end.

"Perfect, now remember no one must know that you're from the future. I trust you all…"

The majority of the group rolled their eyes at the fact that McGonagall trusted Draco.

"…so don't make me disappointed." She scornfully looked at each and every one of them, landing on Fred and George for a longer amount of time. She led them a little outside of her door. Everyone gathered around Hermione, she tossed the chain around all seven of them and looked up at Professor McGonagall.

McGonagall nodded.

"Good Luck, and behave."

They all smiled and then Hermione turned the watch several times until they vanished from McGonagall's sight

For about a minute or two the seven teenagers hovered in her room with the many years of people flying past them until they reached a halt at which Hermione removed the chain from everyone's necks and placed it gently in her pocket.

Ron knocked on the door that they had left a few minutes ago. It opened and the seven of them stood there in awe. Each and every one of them knew that what they saw would be there standing in front of them, but they just couldn't help pausing to think of what to say.

Draco stepped up.

"Hello Professor." He said in a half witted voice which made the rest of the group roll there eyes.

"Come in." Dumbledore said warmly. "Pardon my rudeness but who are you all?"

"Allow us to introduce ourselves." George said.

Harry knew that noting good could come from him creating names for them; he knew Draco's would end up being something like Draco I. Suck-Dicks, or something along those lines. Judging by the faces of the others, they agreed.

"My name is George Perry and this is my twin, Fred Perry, my sister, Ginny Perry, and my brother Ron Perry. This is Hermione Rebuke, Harry Marana and next to him is Draco Scheide."

As each person was named they let out a silent sigh of relief.

"I see, welcome, well…I have another question for you all…what are you all doing here?" Dumbledore asked rubbing his silver beard.

Fred spoke up and once again the group got tense.

"Well, we all wanted to transfer from our old school to Hogwarts."

"Where did you all come from?" he asked

"Uh…"

"I see well I do know you are witched and wizards seeing as no muggle can come very close to Hogwarts; however I do not believe that you are transfers." He eyed the group over his half moon spectacles.

Hermione stepped forward.

"We were informed not to tell you this but we are conducting an experiment and are from the future."

"Oh and when are you from?" he questioned.

"2007" Hermione answered.

"What is your experiment?"

"We were informed not to say." Hermione said hoping Dumbledore would understand, "But I can promise you, that it is not evil in any way, shape, or form, and if you allow us in your school, then you may keep a close watch on us if you don't trust us."

There was a pause.

"Allright." He said standing up. "A few more questions…In the future, were you in Hogwarts?"

"Yes." They all replied and nodded.

"And you all have houses?"

"Yes." Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Draco nodded.

Fred and George were hesitant but nodded all the same.

Dumbledore saw this and turned to them.

"Why the pause?"

"Well we graduated." Fred began

"Well not technically but we would have last year." George finished.

"Oh." Dumbledore simply said. "So there's still no need to sort you?"

"That's right." Ron said.

"Well if you could please tell me what houses you're all in so I may tell the house elves to set up beds for you all."

"Well we're all in Gryffindor and he's in Slytherin." Ginny said glaring at Draco.

"Right, well what years are you all in?"

"Like I said, we graduated, they're in seventh year and she's in sixth." George said pointing to each people as he told their grade.

"Ah yes. Well you two Fred, and George is it? Well you two may either work in the kitchens or retake your seventh year."

Fred and George looked at each other.

"Well technically we never actually took seventh year so it would make the most sense to just be in seventh year right now." George said. However everyone else knew that there was a better chance of McGonagall streaking through the halls of Hogwarts than to see Fred and George Weasly working in a kitchen.

"Allright then," Dumbledore took out his wand. He waved it causing seven pieces of paper; he grabbed them and handed them to each of the students. "These are your class lists. In a few days, when school starts, you will share a dormitory with your peers, in the meanwhile you may go head up to your houses and set up in the dorms labeled by grade. My apologies to you; Ms. Rebuke, Ms. Perry and Mr. Scheide, that you must share a dormitory with strangers. Goodnight." Dumbledore leaded them out of his office telling them the passwords to their houses.

"Oh and by the way…don't mention that you're from the future. It's best we keep that our secret, simply say that you are transfers from Arkathomian, a school in northern England. No offense but it's a little pathetic that an old man like me can come up with a lie like that when young students like you can't." he winked at them and smiled.

They laughed back at him knowing it was 100 true.

"Well if you all don't mind, I'm going to bed and thank god that I no longer have to be around you freaks." Draco said snobbishly after Dumbledore closed the door and they descended the stairway leading to the halls.

"Ow Malfoy, that one really hurt badly." Fred sarcastically shot back. "I don't know if I'll recover."

Draco sneered at him, turned and stomped off towards the dungeons.

"I am so glad McGonagall made us bring him." Ron rolled his eyes

Everyone laughed, except for Harry.

Although McGonagall had said that it was Mr. Malfoy, he still didn't trust Draco. After all he hadn't seemed to had changed much.

"What's wrong mate?" Fred asked Harry noticing that he was awfully quiet.

"Nothing I'm just tired." Harry answered quickly.

Fred was about to continue on with the matter but Hermione interrupted.

"How weird was it talking to Dumbledore?" she said in a serious tone

Harry's stomach sank.

"So weird." Ginny answered as they turned the corner mounting a tall staircase and beginning to climb it.

They continued on with their conversation until they reached the well-known to them, fat lady painting.

"Password?" she muttered in her dull voice.

"Shuttlecock." Hermione said being the only one to remember it.

The door swung open and reveled to them, the Gryffindor common room. Nothing much was different than in 2007.

They seven of them entered and sat down on the couch by the fire and talked for an hour or two, but eventually headed upstairs to bed.

Harry sat awake in his room, all three Weasly boys were fast asleep and snoring, but that wasn't keeping him awake. The only thing in his head was;

I'm gonna see my parents.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Umm…Review and 1) I will update sooner and 2) I will not write any more poems. ahaha