Welcome to the Past
Summary: Harry falls into Lily and James 7th year at Hogwarts
(Disclaimer I own nothing except Proff Lyite you pronounce however you want, I say La-wi-te) A/N Sorry 4 keeping you waiting lot's happening lately anyway lets begin!
Who are you?
"Who are you?" demanded the Marauders "and where is Prongs" at this 'James' started to laugh manically
"You want to know! Are you so sure?" he shouted mysteriously his eyes turning pure black.
"You bet we want to know!" exclaimed Sirius
"Are you sure my young d-" the death-eater said before suddenly stopping in mid sentence before leaving in a flash, before any of the 7th years could even grasp what happened Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, Madame Pomfrey, and a teacher who Harry didn't know, and James?
"Is that you Prongs?" asked Sirius cautiously, unsure what to do. James for some reason had a piece of parchment on him and a everlasting ink quill and wrote down something and then handed it to Sirius, who after reading it, tackled James into a hug must be him thought Harry.
"You can say your 'how the hells' later first we need to tend to Mr Smith in the hospital wing" announced the unknown teacher who knelled down next to Harry "I'm Professor Lyite the new DADA" he seemed to be a nice enough guy with scruffy brown hair which is turning a bit gray in some places also he had bold blue eyes, like blueberries. He had a strange aura around him, something familiar about him. Then everything went black for Harry those bold concerned blue eyes never leaving him.
"Will he be alright" asked Lily in a panicked voice
"Yes, it's just a flesh wound about an half-inch to an inch deep. Length about 6 or 7 inches, it will take about 4, 5 days to heal" explained Lyite who got complemented by Madame Pomfrey who also thought the same thing
"It's nice to see a teacher who knows a bit of medical, so many of the DADA ones never do and they end up hurting them more" she said while doing a simple spell to slow the flow of blood them moving him to the hospital wing.
After a few spells and potions Harry was placed under the watchful (and mostly annoying) eye of Madame Pomfrey. After 2 days he was finally allowed visitors in big groups, before only 2-3 people allowed at a time "it's just a cut" said Harry but no Pomfrey said "It is a very serious laceration and it could open again at any moment, the less people in my way the better".
"She is so paranoid" whispered Harry
"Ain't she" agreed James remembering all those time he got hurt during a quidditch game, she is such a pain!
"And how are you suppose to get any rest in here she bothers you every 10 minutes, especially when you're trying to sleep! People think hospitals are the best place to rest and get better, when they're NOT. Germs and illness everywhere and the nurses if you're staying over night always coming by looking at you with those creepy eyes which wake you up every, single, time!" exclaimed Sirius
"Shush Pads!" Remus said "Madame Pomfrey will hear you! And anyway Harry"
"Yes?" asked Harry wondering what it could be
"Do you really know what our nicknames mean?" he asked
"Oh yeah do you Harry" said James and Sirius spontaneously
"Yeah, Mooney is a werewolf hence the moon, Padfoot since that is your animagus is a dog, Prongs animagus is a stag and Wormtail is a rat its rather obvious if you think about it" explained Harry when he looked at the Marauders, they were very surprised.
"Fuck" they cursed
"Hey! I'm not telling anyone, one one of my uncles is a werewolf and his friends were all animagus's for the same reason as you, so they won't be alone no matter what" he finished sternly. Soon enough they accepted this and James eyed the Marauders and after a minute the all nodded "Say Harry"
"Yes" Harry said curiously
"Would you like to become a animagus?" he asked. Harry was shocked his father, after a few days of knowing him they are trusting him so much and are actually asking him to become an animagus, something he's always wanted "Yes" he said
"Good we'll start when you get out of here"
"Ok" and on that Lily Evans walked in.
"Hey how are you feeling Harry?" asked Lily while sitting down on the empty chair next to his bed
"Fine Lily thanks for asking. I just wish I could leave and go flying or something" answered Harry, thinking about his quidditch games, Lily huffed in frustration "Why is it that no matter what is happening you boys always think of quidditch!" All the boys looked at each other, shrugged and then started laughing, for the next hour or so they had long conversations about, stuff andd then Lily mentioned Lyite and everyone at the same time said
"He's very familiar"
shocking each other.