Author Note: Chapter 2 had really been made at the time in which it was put up. However, Fanfiction somehow switched it to Chapter -_-. Anyway, I appreciate all reviews, favorites, and alerts placed on this story. I hope that you aren't to angry at me for not having gotten this up earlier.

It was official. Somehow, the Weasley twins were, so to speak, "Secret Passage finders". Within minutes of searching the outside hall to their quarters, Fred and George discovered only one painting that was empty. It however showed the hallway in front of the Headmaster's office. However, it wouldn't open simply by staring at it, you had to knock on it twice, and tap the floor in front of it once. Then a door would appear, and swing open silently, showing nothing but dark old staircase with a banister covered in dust.

"You ready then to do a bit exploring?" Fred asked the others mischievously. They nodded all taking out their wands, and began to walk down the stairs. However, when Fred stepped on the Twelfth step going downwards, it turned into a slide, and they all tumbled downwards, sliding further towards the exit.

Harry's heart pounded as he knocked into the twins in the process of falling, and dust flew into his hair. Suddenly he felt something go through him, something magical. The door to the exit swung open as they reached the bottom, and they all fell in front of the staircase leading to Headmaster Dumbledore's office. The three of them proceeded to get up, dusting off the dirt and dust from the staircases that landed on them, and then turned to the gargoyle guarding the staircase, each proceeding to attempt a password.

"Blood Lollipops"

"Lemon Drops"
"Ginger Newts"

"Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans"

Guessing passwords for the Headmaster was harder than one would think. They were almost going to give up; however, when Harry said "Mar Bars", the gargoyle let them up the staircases. Seeing their questioning looks Harry explained simply by saying "Muggle chocolate" and they nodded in understanding.

"Enter" A younger version of a voice that Harry sincerely missed, called out to them. His breathing slowed down slightly, as he opened the door, Fred and George following him. They stood near the back of the room, watching the Headmaster as he was writing down something.

"Ah, the three guests, Messrs. Weatherby" He looked up, and blinked. "Perhaps I was wrong. Now what would two Weasleys and a Potter be doing here?" The trio gasped in confusion, and looked at each other. The glamours spells somehow were taken off. It must be the castle's doing, Harry said remembering feeling something go through him as they slid down the secret passageway.

"Uh sir, we were under disguise,"

"Until a few moments ago, that is"

"It seems that something,"

"Made our spells come off."

If the Headmaster was at all fazed by the fact that three guests were actually living under disguise, in his school, he didn't show it. Harry was surprised to see no signs of curiosity, or suspicion appeared on him, rather he simply continued looking at them. Harry felt like he was being x-rayed again, and wanted to speak.

"We are not from the present time." He managed to get out. Remembering something, he conjured an empty flask, and began to pull memories of what happened to them recently, out of his mind. They were still there, just not as clear as before. But he didn't pull out the dream, not knowing whether to really trust the Headmaster as this time with that. Rather, he simply pulled out the battle, what had happened to Hermione, and going back into the past.

"I take it you would not want to describe the events that brought you here." Dumbledore said wisely, accepting the flask, as Harry walked over and placed it on his desk. Silence filled the room, as he looked decisively at them. ". I promise to look these over today, just not right now. Do you know the spell placed on you, or the potion you took to be brought back?"

"No Professor. All I remember is Professor Mc- well a friend of ours had cast a spell. I cannot remember the exact words of the spell." Harry looked to the twins, and they shook their head, not truly remembering it either. Was it casted nonverbally, or was it mentioned at all?

"Ah, pity. Well it seems there are multiple ways to travel backwards and forwards, some of them dark, some of them last resorts, and some of them accidents. However I do believe it is safe to say this was not a dark spell." Dumbledore said this to them, but looked like now he was in deep thought. Harry nodded, and sighed in relief.

"Professor? I believe you should know that Voldemort is a threat. He has made Horcruxes, and I believe that right now there is only 6 of them, possibly five in existence. Thought you should know" Harry said. At this point, Fred and George were at a blank at what he was talking about. Dumbledore sharply looked to him, curiosity shown in his eyes.

"Thank you Mr. Weatherby. I shall allow the three of you to remain at Hogwarts, for now. Feel free to enter the Great Hall for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You are welcomed here at Hogwarts." He said the three of them, and they sighed in relief, having been interested in if they were still welcomed at Hogwarts. But there was still one more thing they had to clear, and Harry knew it.

"Sir?" Harry felt brave enough to ask a question. He looked to the others, and they figured out what he was going to ask. They all nodded eager to find out as well.

"Yes, Mr. Weatherby?"

"What is the date of today?" The question was whispered, ready for anything.

"Ah, well I believe today is August 22nd 1971." The answer seemed to shock them all. Harry's jaw dropped, Fred's eyes widened , and George blinked repeatedly. They all turned to each other, knowing from Harry who began school this year. The Marauders. A smile lit up Harry's face his face glowing with happiness, as he turned to leave.

"Messrs. Weatherby? You forgot to put on your disguises." Harry could have slapped himself in the face for forgetting, nonetheless allowing Fred to charm his appearance again. As they walked down the stairs, they nearly knocked into Professor McGonagall who muttering something about the blasted Ministry. Fred and George grinned, not wanting to pass this opportunity.

"Hi Professor!" Fred and George cheerfully and waved to her, passing her on the stairs. She froze, for a second not recognizing them. Then she realized, it was the three guests that Professor Slughorn had invited into the castle.

"Good afternoon, Messrs. Weatherby" She turned in response. However, they were already gone having mysteriously vanished. She looked confused as to how they disappeared, before continuing on her way to the Headmaster.

Any mistakes you spot are mine. Slowly we are getting longer and longer :D. Reviews are appreciated