Chapter Three-

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James POV(This is the first day of school)

The next morning I sat in the Grand Hall next to Sirius. "Hey, who do you suppose the bloke next to Dumbledore is?" he asked

"That bloke is probably our new teacher" Remus said with a roll of his eyes.

"He looks just like you, Prongs" Sirius said.

"Blimey, he does!" I said.

"Except for the eyes. They look familiar though, but their just not yours" Remus said, deep in thought.

"Anyways, can you believe, our little James is Head Boy?" Sirius cooed.

"I'm surprised that it was me and not you, Remus" I said.

"Please, being a Head Boy and a werewolf? That's just too odd" Remus joked.

"Hey, there is nothing wrong with being Head Boy" Sirius said sarcastically, he began laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face.

"Shut up, Padfoot" I said, but I had to admit, it was a bit funny.

Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. "As you know, Professor Jubbles resigned last year when a group of students pulled one too many pranks on him" he didn't say, but I knew he was talking about the Marauders. "This year, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher will be Harry Potter" The teacher stood up and walked towards Dumbledore.

"Thank you, Professor. I am very thrilled to be your teacher and will do my best to prepare you for the Dark Arts as best I can." he assured us.

"Potter? Is he related to you?" Sirius asked me.

"I've never seen him in my life"

"Now, I know that the Head Boy, James Potter, has the same surname as our new teacher, but I will assure you that there is no genetic relation" Dumbledore said.

"Odd" Remus said.

"Now, off to your first class" Dumbledore dismissed.

"We have DADA, how ironic" Remus said. We collected our things and hurried off.

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"Where do you think he is?" Sirius whispered.

"I dunno. Class started three minutes ago" Remus said. As if on cue, Professor Potter walked in.

Harry POV

"Don't forget Harry, do not disturb the course of events and under no circumstances will you tell any one of who you are or when you are from" Dumbledore instructed.

"Yes, sir" I said

"Now go, you are late" he said. I nodded and sprinted off towards my classroom.

I walked in three minutes late. "Quiet down, please" I said as I sat down on my desk. "I am Professor Potter. When I was kid, I enjoyed learning how to defend myself against the Dark Arts, I had many teachers. Ex-Aurors, travelers(Lockhart and Quirrel, I s'pose), and even a were-wolf one year. He was by far the best teacher." I saw Remus's eyes widen and he sat up in his seat. "My favorite, as well. Are there any questions about me, or what you will be learning this year?"

A young girl's hand shot up. "Professor" she began

"Tell me your name first" I asked.

"Lily Evans" she said. I smiled to myself, my own mother was in this class, I felt about as giddy as a school girl. "Who are your parents?" she asked, probably trying to figure out who I was.

"I don't know myself, Miss Evans. They died when I was, but, a baby" I answered. "Killed my You-Know-Who" I added. A few people gasped. "I grew up with my Muggle Aunt and Uncle."

"Were you Muggle-Born?" Sirius asked, I knew it was him because he was sitting next to James.

"No, but my mum was"

"Are you related to me?" James asked next.

I chuckled, "No, no. Though we look alike and have the same last name, I doubt you are of my family tree" I lied.

"Oh" James said.

"Anything else?" I asked

"Who was the werewolf that taught you?"R emus asked.

"He was my dad's best friend. Taught me how to conjure a Patronus, and told me all about my parents. His name I cannot say, I am sworn to secrecy"

"What house were you in as a student?" Snape asked me

"Gryffindor, just like my dad" I said. I saw James smile, "It's where I met my best friends and my wife" I added.

"Did you play Quidditch?" James asked.

"Yes, I was Seeker and Captain my sixth year"

"Did you date a lot of girls?" Sirius asked

I chuckled again. "No, not really."

"Do you have any kids?" Lily asked. (I know the same people are asking, but the idea is that his parents and the people closest to him actually care about him, even if they don't realize it)

"Yes, two boys and a girl" I answered. (I know he had them in like 2017, but who cares)

"Were you ever a rebel? Did you break a lot of rules? Pull any pranks?" James asked excitedly

"Tons of rules were broken in my time. No pranks, that was pulled off by my two brothers-in-law" I said.

A few people laughed and I smiled. None of them cared about what we were doing this year, which was good because I was just going to wing it until I was sent back.

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-Chapter Four-

"Harry, could I speak to you for a moment?" Dumbledore asked me before dinner.

"Of course, Professor." I said.

"Now, Potter" McGonagall said, as she too walked into Dumbledore's office. "We'd like to ask something of you"

"What is it Professors?" I asked, afraid they'd ask me not to teach anymore, or not to talk to my parents, or the Marauders.

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