20 Years into the Past CHapter 13dundun DUN, a harry potter fanfic

I'm baaaak!

So Sorry for going on hiatus for all these weeks. My sincere appreciations for those who stayed with the story.

Here's a recap/summary about the story beforehand, as I'm sure many of you have completely forgotten about the plot of the story from my (ahem) lack of updatingness.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron accidentally went back in timefrom a mysterious book (orgoff) that Hermione had found. To their surprise, the trio find themselves in the time of the Marauders. (fun fun fun) Throughquidditch games and classroom tricks and McGonagall suspicions, the three spend their time until they learn of the dance. Harry finds himself attracted toSammi Taglia,a smart-mouthed quidditch star, while Hermione unintentionally falls for none other than Sirius Black. Complications arise (Derek Damon) but things eventually sort themselves out.

We have, Hermione/Sirius, Harry/Sammi, James/Lily, Remus/Nina, Ron/Lira, Peter/random 3rd year.

Enjoy!!

The night was cool.

Sammi Taglia was feeling anything but cold. She and Harry walked towards a stone bench in the courtyard, both feeling a sort of surrealism about themselves.

"That was dramatic." Sammi finally said, when she could speak.

Harry felt himself flush. "Yeah. With the….break up and then having a random guy coming out of nowhere.."

"And the whole 'don't touch her or I'll jinx you bit'."

Harry looked down at her. She was grinning. He squeezed her hand and stared up at the starry night feeling suddenly dizzy.

"I like drama." Sammi murmured. She yawned and leaned against his shoulder.

Harry rubbed his scar absentmindedly. "What was that whole thing with you and Damon about anyway?"

Sammi visibly tensed. "Oh, you don't want to know. Nothing that matters anyway." She turned, smiling hesitantly at him.

Harry felt warm inside. Neither said anything for a few moments. The silence stretched.

Harry reached up and draped his arm over her shoulder. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do now. Draping didn't seem right. He took his arm off. But that didn't seem right either. Sammi must have seen his agitation because she tried to smile reassuringly. Except that softened her face, and showed some of the nervousness underneath. She didn't know what to do any more than hi did.

Harry took a deep breath. That actually made him feel a little better.

The Dursleys hadn't shown him many movies. They hadn't shown him any actually, but he'd sneaked down to the stairs a couple times to watch. Aunt Petunia hadn't approved of romance flicks though, so those weren't any help. He'd have to go by instinct.

Harry slowly reached up and pushed the hair from Sammi's eyes. She looked grateful that he was moving, and took his other hand into her lap. Harry smiled. This wasn't that bad. Not as frosty as that date with Cho

Harry put a hand behind her head and pulled her close. Sammi kissed him on the lips.

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Ron saw it all.

He'd been vaguely curious when he saw Sammi's date advance on her looking extremely pissed off. He 'd winced as he waited for the blow, but then as if in a movie, Harry, always the hero, appeared out of nowhere. to save the current damsel in despair. Then he watched as the two locked lips as if they actually were acting out the movie.

At first, all Ron felt was emptiness inside of him. He would never admit it, but there had been a small feeling of triumph in him when he walked into the dance with Lira, and a dateless Harry next to him. For once, he Ron had come out on top. But of course, the Chosen One always got a girl.

Ron shook himself angrily. What was he thinking? What was wrong with him? He should have learned last year at the Yule Ball that Harry's friendship was worth more than any amount of jealousy.

So why was he so upset?

Ron glanced sideways to see Lira stare out across the dance floor with a shocked expression on her face. Her brilliant blue eyes were intense and her long dark blonde hair glowed under the lamps. Ron still couldn't quite believe his luck at finding someone so Fleur-like.

But that was the thing. That was exactly the point. With a sudden burst of realization, Ron finally saw it all. Lira had gone with him for the simple reason that he was the only one left and no one in their right mind would willingly go with Peter Pettigrew. She'd gone because her crush was already with someone else (Sammi to be exact). And he Ron….he didn't feel anything from her. She had her looks, but…he had to talk.

"Lira-."

"Ron…"

They stared at each other. Lira shook her head. "You go first", she said, turning back to the dance floor where some teachers had come over to stop the fight.

Ron shook his head, feeling himself flush all the way to the tip of his ears. "No you."

"Okay then…" Lira fingered her dress. "What do you think about me?" She asked abruptly.

Ron stared. "What?"

Lira didn't shy away. "I mean, you don't like me very much…"

Despite the fact that this was exactly the conversation he'd been trying to get at, Ron was amazed at her lack of bashfulness. "Ummm, well I…."

"No you don't." Lira said with an indifferent shrug. "I mean, you don't I mean, not like say, Harry and Sammi. It's okay-"

"What about me?" Ron blurted.

Lira looked at him coolly. "I liked Derek Damon. Why would you trust my judgment?"

Ron shook his head, turning even more scarlet. "I just want to know."

Lira looked down. "You should find someone more like you," she whispered.

Ron looked away.

After a few awkward seconds, he felt a cool hand take his. Ron looked up in surprise to meet Lira's cool blue ones.

"Want to dance?"

The night was over. Some of the teachers were starting to finish up drinking and the band seemed to be getting tired.

Ron slowly nodded. "One dance,"

Lira raised an eyebrow, but she smiled. "Last one."

They walked onto the floor.

Hermione had never felt this comfortable before. The cold air stung her cheeks, but Sirius' warm arms kept her close..

"Sirius?" Hermione murmured.

"Hmmm?"

"What do you plan on doing….after school? After Hogwarts?"

Sirius stopped moving for a second as he pondered. "I'm not sure yet. Get away from my parents, that's for sure. Maybe stay some place with James." He smiled. "You and Lily should come with us."

Hermione inhaled sharply. She thought of The Book under her pillow. Would she actually stay around for that long? After Hogwarts? Where would she go for the summer? And they couldn't go sneaking around all year, could they? So far it had only been a week or so and McGonagall had already suspected…

"What's wrong?" Sirius whispered.

Hermione looked up with a start. "Oh sorry I…" She buried her face in his robes, feeling the delicious feeling of safety in his arms. If she could stay here, with Sirius, that would be…unimaginable.

"You know Hermione?" Sirius tugged on a lock of her hair.

"I've never met a girl like you before."

Hermione blushed despite herself. Really? How did he see her as special? "And I've never met someone quite like you either."

"Of course not." Sirius said with a grin. "I'm one of a kind."

That's right, Hermione thought as they kissed again. And I'll probably never meet anyone like you ever again. Not even in the future.

"Party's over" Lira met Nina under one of the large columns. "How was your night?"

Nina blushed, glancing over at where Remus was talking with Peter Pettigrew, who had somehow run away from his date. "Oh, wonderful." She smiled. "He's completely fabulous."

Lira raised an eyebrow. "If you, uh, say so." She glanced over at Ron standing across the room.. "Yeah, that kid's not too bad either."

"Not too bad?" Nina said with a smile. "Lira, for you, that's like-."

"We had a talk." Lira interrupted. "And, he didn't exactly freak out about basically getting dumped like most boys."

Nina sighed. "You are impossible." She looked around. "Where's Lily?"

Lira shrugged. "Haven't seen her this whole night. Cripes, what if Potter did something to her? I'd kill him."

Nina patted her on the arms. "Relax, I think I saw her going into the gardens earlier. Hey, didn't Sammi go out there too?"

Lira nodded. "Yeah, with that Palter guy. Harry." She deliberately avoided saying Damon's name. "Where's Hermione? With Black?"

"Dunno." Nina smiled. "I still can't believe they're together. It's too cute."

Lira nodded absently. "Hey, we should tell the others to get back upstairs before the teachers come to get them and see something they don't want to see."

Nina smile. "Good idea." She waved at Remus, who immediately came jogging over.

"You guys are…." Lira shook her head. "Never mind.

The three headed towards the door to the gardens. It was too cold for most people, but a few couples were coming out, looking dreamy.

"We should have gone out there.." Nina sighed, taking Remus' hand."

"We'll do it now." Remus kissed her on the cheek and she blushed.

Lira pulled open the door with more force than was necessary.

It was ghostly outside.. Silver moonlight reflected off the stone statues creating a milky, shimmery atmosphere. Very romantic. Remus glanced at the moon uneasily, and quickly squeezed Nina's hand.

Lira spotted Harry and Sammi first.

They were leaning comfortably against each other, talking about something. .Sammi saw them immediately. She sat up abruptly as if electrocuted.

Harry turned around, looking regretful. "Time to leave?"

Nina nodded.

Harry sighed, taking Sammi's hand. "C'mon."

The group found Hermione and Sirius next, by accident.

Sirius and Hermione were in the middle of some particularly long kiss. Poor Harry stared for a few seconds before looking away.

Lira did some silent mock cheerleading routines.

Sirius saw them first. He didn't jump up like Sammi, but continued at his pace, kissed Hermione's nose, winked, and stood up. "Lovely night." He put an arm around Hermione's waist and pulled her gently to her feet.

Hermione was blushing incredibly. "Were you all watching? Harrry?"

Sirius kissed her ear. "Relax. Look at how jealous they are." He grinned wickedly.

"Any of you seen Lily? Or James?" Nina asked peacefully while Lira made faces.

Sirius shook his head, stretching lazily. "Naw, Prongs is taking his own sweet time. Wonder if you better go save your friend now."

Lira and Nina looked shocked.

Sirius laughed. "I was kidding! Only kidding…."

Nina shivered violently. Remus looked at her in concern. "You're cold? We should get you inside." He looked at Sirius.

Padfoot hooked his arm around Hermione's. "So what's going on?"

Sammi groaned, burying her face in Harry's shirt. "Save me now."

"I'll go find James and Lily." Harry volunteered. "You guys can go inside."

Hermione looked p. "You sure?" She looked at him in a way that meant more than just about the cold.

Harry nodded. Yeah."

Sirius grinned. "Well done mate. I'll be waiting inside with hot chocolate."

Sammi whacked him in the arm. "Should I come?" She asked Harry. She'd seen the look between Hermione and Harry.

Harry hesitated, then shook his head. "Even quidditch uniforms get cold. Save me some…hot chocolate."

Sammi smiled, kissing him on the cheek. "Will do."

Harry waved, and set off through the gardens. Lily and James. He blew on his cold fingers. Lily and James…Lily and James….His parents.

Somehow, he sensed this would be one of his last days here. He could decide to stay…Should he stay? And be with the parents he never knew? That would be paradise…..

"You're not going into professional quidditch after school?" Lily's voice reached his ears. For a moment the disembodied voice reminded Harry so much of that first encounter with the dementor, the screaming of that woman's voice, that he had to crouch down with a gasp. Gradually the feeling passed, and he stood up to find them sitting in the same bench he'd seen them in earlier.

"You don't have to sound surprised," James grumbled. He seemed to smile. "Though I'm flattered."

Lily laughed. "Well, you're always walking around with that stupid snitch, and everyone places so much emphasis on quidditch this year for some reason…..Sammi says she wants to go pro after school."

James smiled. "Yeah, well she's good, you have to admit."

"More than good." Lily agreed, "but so are you."

"I don't know…." James hesitated. "I might go into fighting the dark arts or something. Have you read in the papers, about all the attacks starting to happen this year? No one knows why."

Lily kissed him on the lips. "That's what I love about you. What I'm falling in love with. I never knew you had this in you, the whole…thinking about other people…."

"You don't have to sound so surprised," James whispered again. He looked up at the stars. "Schools almost over. In less than 2 years….we'll be adults!"

"It still blows my mind to think about it," Lily agreed.

There was a pause.

"The question is, are we staying together."

The two looked at each other.

James shrugged. "You know what I think."

Lily didn't say anything as she considered.

James took her hand. "When I started liking you, it was all about the looks, and the brains, and maybe how you weren't completely willing, But talking to you now…there's a whole lot more in you, Lily, that I want to get to know more."

"Wow," Lily whispered. "That's deep." She smiled. "I think I want to get to know you better too. Who knows…this might work out."

Harry slowly shook himself. He hadn't realized how long he'd been listening. He could go up to them, but he didn't want to destroy this atmosphere they'd created. What if he came in on a time when they were bonding, and they decided not to be together anymore….

Lily solved the problem first.. "Come on, it's getting kind of late, don't you think."

James stood up. "Yeah, let's get inside. Whoa, I'm stiff." He caught sight of Harry and stopped.

Lily turned around. "You now I…" She also stopped, also seeing Harry.

"The others sent me to get you." Harry whispered.

Their looks softened. Lily grabbed James' arm. "Come on." As they walked by, Lily took Harry's hand. "Black better have some hot cider waiting for us."

Harry smiled. "If he doesn't drink it all." He moved his fingers in Lily's loose grasp, and she squeezed it.

His mother was holding his hand. Harry could not believe it. Sammi…James…Lily….this was a magical night.

And that's the end of the dance. Good job to those who understood what's happening. Now I have to take a rest. Too much writing too early in the morning…12 reviews!!

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