"I can't believe this," James moaned. "How're we going to get back now? We'll be stuck in here forever!"
"Calm down," Rose said. "There's a potion that you can make that if drank, it will reverse the effects of the Portural Revinsive, sending us back to our time."
"Any idea on how to make it?" Albus asked.
"Well no," she admitted. "I only saw it looking through Victorie's Potions book. It looked very complex."
"How helpful," James said sarcastically.
"Do you think we should talk to them?" Albus asked as he continued to stare at Harry and Hermione.
"Are you mad Al?" James demanded. "Let's just waltz right up to them and say, 'hello, by the way, we're your children!'"
"Like you have any better ideas?"
"Yah I do! Why don't you go and shove a-"
"Oh don't fight you two," Rose whispered. She then peered down the hall where Harry and Hermione were.
"I think Albus is right James," she said. "My mum was supposed to the brightest witch of her year. She might know how to make the potion."
"Well, you'll get your chance, because they're coming!" Hugo said.
And he was right. Harry and Hermione were walking their way.
"Okay, let me do the talking," Rose said to James and Albus.
"He's at perfect liberty to do what he wants," came Hermione's voice as her and Harry drew closer.
"Okay, here I go," Rose said. "Excuse me?"
"Why aren't you in class?" Hermione asked Rose as she came up to them. "Only the sixth years are on break right now."
"Well, you see," Rose continued, searching for the right words to explain what she needed to say. "I'm-"
"There's absolutely no reason for you to be out here," Hermione said firmly. "So unless you want me to give you a detention, I suggest you get to class."
And with that, her and Harry continued down the corridor.
"Brilliant plan Rose," James said, watching the two of them turn down another hallway. "You nearly got a detention from your mum."
"Oh shut up!"
"I wonder where Uncle Ron was," Lily said. "I thought him and dad were best mates."
"I dunno, probably back in the common room," Rose said absentmindedly. "But we really do need their help."
"But we've just tried that, and you saw where it got us," Albus told her.
"Maybe if we tried during lunch," Rose said thoughtfully. "Then they wouldn't have any excuse not to talk to us."
For the remainder of lessons that hour, the five of them hid out in an abandoned broom cupboard, discussing what exactly they would say to their 16 year old parents.
"We should probably introduce ourselves first," instructed Rose. "To be polite. Then we just need to come right out and say what happened. No beating around the bush."
"Do we really have to tell them who we are?" James asked her for the tenth time. "Can't we just say we're from the future and leave it at that?"
"No. They'll be more willing to help us if they know who we are. Besides Al looks so much like Uncle Harry, and Hugo like mum, they'll figure it out eventually."
"I guess."
"This is just too weird." Lily said, leaning against James, who put his arm around her.
"I know," Hugo agreed.
A bell rang once again, and the sounds of students heading into the Great Hall were heard.
"Guess we'd better go," Albus said, opening the door and stepping out to join the crowd.
"I see them," Lily said excitedly as they walked into the Great Hall. "Or at least dad and Uncle Ron."
"Darn, we need to tell all of them at the same time," Rose said exasperatedly. "I had this all worked out in my head!"
"Relax Rose," James said. "I'm sure Aunt Hermione will be with them any second."
"Yah, here she comes now."
Hermione walked quickly to the Gryffindor table, but didn't even look at Harry and Ron. She sat down next to a girl with flaming red hair.
"Hey that's mum!" Albus pointed out.
"Why isn't she with dad?" Lily asked. "I thought she and dad said they started going out in the sixth year."
"Don't forget it's still early in the year." Rose told her. "They'll probably get together sometime after Christmas."
"But mum, dad and Uncle Harry were all best friends at school," Hugo put in. "And it doesn't even look like she notices them."
Rose shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm hungry," James said suddenly. "Let's eat."
"We just ate," Rose hissed at him. "You're such a pig!"
But she followed him the table anyways. The only spots that were empty were right across from Harry and Ron.
"This is going to be so awkward," Albus whispered to Hugo, who nodded in agreement.
"But if he somehow got it in without someone knowing," Harry whispered to Ron. "Then he'd have a clear field of who to give it to."
"But why Katie?" Ron asked as the five arrived at the table, and him and Harry fell silent at once.
"Um, Hello," Ron said looking at the 5 new additions to the table, completely unaware that two were his own children.
"Hey, you're the ones Hermione was telling to get back to your classes," Harry said, remembering the previous hour.
"Um, right," Albus said, trying to avoid his father's eyes, which were so similar to his.
"First years are you?" Ron asked Lily.
She opened her mouth to try to respond, but closed it.
"I'm a second year," James said proudly, grabbing a chicken wing from the platter beside him.
"Right well, nice meeting you," Harry said, getting up.
"Yah," Ron said, standing up too.
"Don't seem too keen to talk," James said, biting into his second chicken.
"Well, I don't imagine sixth years usually talk to younger students that often unless they're brothers or sisters," Rose said.
"Ummm, guys," Albus said, looking over at the girls. "Who's that with mum?"
They all directed their attention to a tall, dark boy giving Ginny a hug.
"Bloody hell," James said in awe, dropping his food and spilling his pumpkin juice. Ginny and the boy walked out of the Hall, holding hands and talking with big smiles on their face.
"She's cheating on dad!" James said in outrage.
"Shhhh, someone might here you!" whispered Rose. "Besides, they're probably not even together yet."
"So?" whispered back James.
"Mum's leaving," Hugo said, trying to stop an argument. "Maybe we can finally talk to them all now."
"But they probably all went back to the common room, and the Fat Lady wont let us in." Rose moaned. "This is getting harder and harder by second."
No one said anything for awhile, but then Lily said, in a scared voice, "Will we ever get back home?"
"Course we will Lils," James said, patting his little sister gently on her back. He had a real soft spot for her.
"Let's go to the library," Rose said. "We can read up on the Portural Revinsive and see if there's any other way to get back home."
With a sigh of reluctant agreement, James, Albus, Lily and Hugo hastily got up and went into the library. At the Hogwarts they knew, the librarian was a kindly young woman, who would joke with students and help them when they had difficult projects. Madam Pince looked like she would bite anyone who asked her to assist them in homework. She snapped at them as they came in, because Albus made a comment about a suit of armor right next to the library.
"She's a downright grouch," Hugo said as Madam Pince hurried away to yell at a girl who was chewing gum while reading a book.
Rose, who had drifted off to find the book they needed, came back to the group, at least eight books under her arms.
"I thought you were getting A book," Albus said as she set the pile down on a nearby table.
"I guess the one Victorie has hasn't been published yet," Rose said, opening a book titled Past, Present and Future. A complete guide to the art of tome travel.
Lily and Hugo sat down at the table, but James nudged Albus in the side, and pointed at a table a couple of feet from theirs. Harry and Hermione were seated at it, books sprawled out all around them.
"But I suppose he could of always bought it at Hogsmade, then given it to her," Harry said thoughtfully, as Hermione scribbled down something on a sheet of parchment. "I wish you'd give this whole Malfoy thing a rest Harry," she said impatiently.
"Hermione, I know he's up to something!"
"Anyone could've given Katie the necklace," Hermione said.
"Look, I bet that's Scorpius's dad," James said, indicating a pale faced boy who just entered the library. He quickly ducked out of sight, and snuck over to where the five of them were.
James and Albus grabbed a book out of the pile, and watched Malfoy out if the corners of their eyes.
He seemed to be watching Harry and Hermione intently.
"Filch isn't exactly good with magic," they heard Harry say. "It'd be easy to get something past him."
Madam Pince seemed to have decided the two were being too loud, because she came at them, telling them to get out.
Malfoy looked like he was thinking hard about something, his eyes were closed tightly, and his lips were moving like he was talking to himself. Finally, he turned and left the library.
"Find anything yet," Albus asked, closing his book shut in defeat.
"Yes," Rose said. The other four gathered around her. "It says here that the potion takes 29 days to complete. There's no other way to get us back to our time."
"Well, that's just great," James said, closing his book as well. "We won't be missed at all at home. No one will even know we're gone."
"Actually, as long as they stay at the party until at least midnight, they won't."
"Huh?"
Rose pushed the book over to him. "Look, it says here that the time in the time we left, slows down. It's estimated that one day here is actually equivalent to about 5 minutes back home."
"But we still have the issue of how we're going to make the potion," Albus put in.
Rose rested her hand on her head. "I know. There's absolutely no way we can make a potion like this without help. I don't even know what half the ingredients are."
"Wow, first time for everything," Hugo whispered to Lily, earning him a harsh stare from his sister.
"Well, no use staying around here," James said getting up.
"Where do you think your going?" Rose asked him sternly.
"To find my dad. If he's the same as he is in our time, I should be able to talk him into anything."
"You cannot," Lily objected.
"Oh that's right," James said smacking his head with his hand. "That's grandpa. I got them mixed up."
"I'm the one who can get anything from dad," Lily said.
"She does have a point," Albus agreed. Lily beamed.
"Well, alright." Rose said skeptically. "You and James can go find Uncle Harry. Better yet, maybe you'll catch him with everyone. But don't tell him anything until we get there."
"What're we supposed to do?" Albus asked.
"We're going to do some more research on the Portural Revinsive."
Him and Hugo groaned. "What more do we have to know?"
"Lots. Like if our memory is effected at all by it, if we have to do anything else besides drink the potion, if we-"
"Okay, okay, we get the picture,"
"Good."
"Well, you three have fun then," James said brightly. "Come on Lily, let go do the important part. Kidding," He added at Rose's death stare.
So him and Lily set off, leaving the other three in the library.
"Where do you reckon we should try first?" Lily asked her brother.
"Dunno, guess our best bet is to wait by the Fat Lady until-"
He stopped right in the middle of the corridor.
"What?" Lily asked, bumping into him.
"Look!" He pointed to an open broom closet, much like the one they were in before. However, this one contained Ron Weasly and some girl neither of them recognized, sucking face like there was no tomorrow.
AN- Oh, this story is a lot harder to write than I thought… I hope you liked it though. Reviews Please!