Last time,

"I could never love you too much." James said pulling Harry into a hug.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash in the hall.

Chapter 18: Worries From the Future

Six thirteen year olds fell on the floor in the Great Hall (where the Gryffindor table usually sat) looking extremely confused. From the way they fell, they had been sitting where they had landed.

Three of the students were boys while the other three were girls. All of the girls had red hair. One had dark red hair while the other two could pass as Weasleys (one bore a striking resemblance to Ginny). One of the boys had brown hair, while another had blond. The third boy could EASILY be mistake for Harry. However, his hair took on a red shade quickly. Almost as if he were a Metamorphmagus. Also, there was no scar.

"What was THAT?" the blond said as he winced after hitting the floor.

"Beats me." The brown haired boy (who looked like Cedric) said. "Maybe we apparated."

"You can't apparate on Hogwart's Grounds!" one of the Weasley redheads said.

The other Weasley girl rolled her eyes. "Honestly Sab." She said. "You sound like your mother."

"She's right." The boy who looked like Harry (with red hair) said.

"Do you think this might have something to do with what happened earlier this year?" the redhead girl with the darker shade of red asked.

"It could." The blond boy said.

"Let's figure out where we are first." The redheaded boy said.

"Did you hit your head?" the girl who looked like Ginny asked. "We're obviously at Hogwarts. And what happened to your hair?"

"Then explain where all of the tables are." The boy in question challenged. "As for the hair, you know perfectly well I can't control it yet."

The others looked around and caught sight of the others in the room.

"Can you please help us?" the girl with the darker red hair asked. "We seem to be confused."

"May I ask who you are?" Dumbledore asked.

"OMG!" the blond exclaimed. "It's Merlin!"

"No." The red haired boy said. "It's Dumbledore."

"Oh. I knew that." The boy said with an embarrassed laugh.

"He seems younger." The girl who looked like Ginny whispered to the brown-haired boy.

"Bloody hell." The redhead boy swore.

His friends turned to him in shock.

"I have NEVER heard you swear like that." His sister exclaimed

"Must have strict parents." Sirius said.

"No." the sister said. "Well, yes, but not in THAT area. Our uncle uses that swear a lot."

"Which uncle?" the brown-haired boy asked. "Don't you have seven?"

"Uncle Ron." she said as if it was obvious.

"You have an uncle named Ron?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"Yes." she continued said. "There's also Colin, Bill, Charmmmph." Her brother had covered his sister's mouth.

"Ixnay." He told her. "Ron's a common name. Everyone's naming their kids after Ron Weasley."

Ron looked impressed.

"You would think it would be Harry." Hermione said.

"That's the number 1 name. Those who don't name their sons 'Harry', name them 'Ron'." The boy lied.

"What is your deal?" His sister asked taking his hand away.

"Don't you get it?" her brother asked. "Somehow…somehow we've…."

He motioned the rest of his gang to huddle and whispered the rest of the sentence.

Silence

Suddenly, almost all of the gang started laughing.

"Are you sure?" the dark red-headed girl asked being the only other one not laughing.

"Dumbledore's younger as is Sirius, Remus, and the others. I know them anywhere." The boy stated

Then he turned to Harry, still in his Godric Gryffindor costume.

"You're Harry Potter, aren't you?" the boy asked.

"Yes." Harry said. "How…"

At Harry's answered, the four who were laughing stopped and starred at him.

"Who are you?" Remus asked the same question Dumbledore had asked

"I'm Anna." The girl with the darker shade of red hair introduced with hesitation. "And these are my friends… Tanya, her brother…Tom, their cousin…Sandra, and our friends….Max, and….Arthur."

Her introduction reeked of lies.

"Fine. DON'T tell us." Sirius said sarcastically.

"He's been lying since the day he was born." Remus explained to the kids as to how Sirius knew he was lying

"Don't make me tell the truth, Sir." Anna said.

"Since you are from a different time, I will not press." Dumbledore said.

"A DIFFERENT TIME?!" the Marauders, Golden Group, and the time travelers yelled

"HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID WE TIMMPH?!" Sandra yelled before Arthur covered her mouth

"One can only guess." Tanya said looking at her brother.

"ME?" Tom asked his sister.

"Well, Yeah!" Max said. "After all, after what happened this year…"

"Oh come on!" Tom said. "It was just one tiny power surge."

"You had a power surge?" Ginny asked the boy while wincing. "I've heard of those. Extremely powerful witches and wizards get them. I heard they are quite painful."

"Yeah." Tom confirmed. "They are."

"It was more than what was announced." Arthur said before turning to Tom. "Remember what happened in Transfiguration, Mr. I-Was-Aiming-For-A-Kitten?"

"Something must have gone wrong." Tom argued before leaving the Great Hall.

"Tar…Tom!" his friends called after.

"I think we better have a better story." James said.

"Pro…Mr...Harry." Anna said to Harry. "Could you talk to him?"

"I'll try. Do you know where he went?"

"Yes." Anna said.

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In the hidden room with the Tapestries,

"There you are." Harry said to Tom.

Tom didn't look at Harry.

"I bet my friends are changing the course of History as we speak." Tom said looking at the Gryffindor line.

"What happened?" Harry asked.

Tom sighed.

"Ever since my twelfth birthday," Tom said turning around, but not making eye-contact. "I've been extremely prone to headaches. After one such headache near the Easter Holidays, my Transfiguration teacher was teaching us to transfigure inanimate objects to animals. I was going for a kitten, but it came out a full grown lion. Luckily, my teacher was quick and transfigured it back before anyone got hurt. That's what Au…Arthur was talking about."

Harry remained quiet as the boy continued.

"On my 13th birthday, I went for a walk in the hopes that some fresh air would help my headache. Anna went with me. She was spending the night with my twin sister. Around midnight, it got so severe, I collapsed and told Anna to get my dad. He teaches, so we live near the school. Anyways, I felt volts of electricity shoot through my body. I was in so much pain, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was in the hospital wing,36 hours later. Dad was so worried when I saw him later. He's probably worried right now."

"Who is your father?" Harry asked.

"I can't say. It'll change the course of History if I do. My parents aren't supposed to know I'm a twin. During the scans when Mum was pregnant with me, I hid behind… Tanya."

Suddenly, Tom grinned.

"According to Grandma, Mum broke Dad's hand when she was into labor."

"Why did you run out like that?" Harry asked him.

"I'm extremely shy." Tom said. "I wasn't feeling comfortable talking about that."

"You seem fine to me."

"Because certain people I feel comfortable with. Of course, that number is few. I know you in our time, and you are one of those few. Of course, you're MUCH older."

Tom turned back to the tapestry.

"There is a theory to the power surge." Tom said. "Something about a family legend."

Harry sighed in sympathy.

"Take it from me." Harry told the boy. "Don't let a prophesy or legend run your life."

"How can I not?" Tom asked. "It seems like every month I get even more powerful. I'm scared. It hurt so badly."

"What were you thinking about before you got here?" Harry asked. "To our time?"

"I was thinking what my parents were doing their last Halloween here as students." Tom admitted.

"Well, I'm no expert," Harry said. "But I'm sure if you thought that same thought with your own time, then you may go back. Then, you can discuss this with your father."

"When you said, "Take it from me"," Tom asked. "Did you ever have a prophesy hanging over your head?"

"Yes." Harry said. "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

"Merlin." Tom swore. "I hope the prophesy concerning me isn't that harsh. I have yet to see it."

"Well, my prophesy had been fulfilled." Harry told him.

"We better get going before my sister blabs whose daughter she is." Tom said. "Thanks for the talk."

"No problem."

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In the Great Hall, Harry, Tom, and Anna (who was waiting for them outside of the passage) managed to keep the kids from the future from giving away too much info.

"We have a theory to get you back home." Harry stated. "If…"

He was interrupted by another flash of light. Two men in their late thirties appeared with a phoenix.

"KIDS!" the man with black hair exclaimed.

"There you are!" the redhead yelled.

"Dad!" Tom, Tanya, and Sandra yelled as they ran to their arms.

"How the bloody hell did you get here?" the redheaded man asked as he hugged his daughter.

"Beats us." Max said.

"We have our suspicions." Arthur added while looking at Tom.

"Your lucky I suddenly remembered a certain talk." The black haired man said to his son. He then turned to Anna, "For future reference, next time a stunt like this is pulled and you have to change names, don't call my son Tom."

"Sorry Professor." Anna said.

"Well," the father said ruffling his son's hair. "As long as this boy doesn't go mass murderer on us, I'm fine."

"I didn't give anything away, did I?" Tom asked nervously.

"Not unless we get out of here soon." His father told him before addressing the people from this time. "Thank you for looking after my kids and their friends."

"No problem." Sirius said. "They're cute."

"Yeah. Until my daughter lifts you off your feet." Tanya's father whispered to Sandra's father even though he was addressing Sirius.

The two laughed at their memory

"We have to get going." The redhead said. "Our wives will get worried if we're gone too long. And I'd hate to be him." He pointed at his friend. "My sister can get vicious"

"Arrivederci." (Goodbye) Tanya said as they vanished in the flame of the phoenix.

The last thing Harry saw of them was Tom's father…winking at him?

"That was weird." Ron said.

"Yeah." Sirius agreed.

"Well, I believe we had a very eventful night. It is time for us to retire." Dumbledore said

"NO!" Sirius screamed. "I'm too young!"

"He meant go to bed." Remus said whacking him upside the head.

"Oh. I knew that." Sirius said causing James, Remus, and the Golden Group to roll their eyes.

TBC

A/N: It's not a RedHal story without time travel somewhere. Anyways, in Chapter 19,

It was finally the day before everyone left for the Christmas Holidays. There was only one step left in the potion. Harry had done everything down to the last letter. It was time for the mistake that would bring his Grandparents back.

Harry tilted his hand and poured the dragon blood into the cauldron.

KABOOM

Here's a little challenge: How many of the time travel kids can you guess the true identity of?