"First years this way please, come this way first year Gryffindors!" The three heard a girl's voice.
"Excuse me, what are you three doing here still? And what year are you all in?" Behind them they heard a group of boys laugh.
"OY! Prongs! Look who it is, your little sweetheart, Evans." They started laughing again.
"Shut up, Padfoot." Said the boy quietly. Harry spun around to see four boys staring at him with their mouths wide open. One of them was looking from his friend to Harry, just back and forth over and over again.
Harry was looking straight at his seventeen year old father and his friends, Sirius Black-Harry's dead godfather, Remus Lupin whose son was Harry's own godson, and Peter Pettigrew, the traitor who told Voldemort where Harry's parents were while they were hiding to keep him safe. James was even staring at Harry now. Ron and Hermione had turned around now too. Their mouths were open too.
"James!" Harry's seventeen year old mum at this time, Lily Evans. She too, came running up, took one look at Harry, and stood with her mouth open. Dumbledore,-looking quite a bit younger than Harry had ever seen him, walked up to see what this was all about.
He walked up and took one look at Harry and James, nodded and said, "James, Sirius, Peter, Remus, and Lily dormitories please. NOW." They all trudged off, not wanting to take their eyes off Harry.
After Dumbledore saw that they were indeed gone he turned to Harry, Hermione, and Ron. "Hello, I don't believe we have met before. I am Albus Dumbledore. May I ask… how did you three get into Hogwarts?"
Hermione spoke up, "Well sir, uh... Mr. Professor Dumbledore, we were charmed here by someone."
He nodded and said "In my office, quickly please before anyone else sees any of you particularly you." He pointed to Harry as he hurried them up the stairs into his office. Dumbledore sat down at his desk and whisked three chairs in front of it.
"Okay, I want to know TRUTHFULLY who you lot are!" He said his tone startling.
Ron nodded and answered "Ronald Bilius Weasley, sixth child of seven, parents are Arthur and Molly Weasley." Dumbledore nodded.
"Hermione Jean Granger, only daughter of muggles Jennifer and Dan Granger, muggle-born of course." Dumbledore again nodded and looked at Harry.
Harry breathed in, gulped, and said, "Harry James Potter, only son of James and Lily Potter." Dumbledore again nodded, sighed, and relaxed a bit in his chair.
He then looked at Harry again, smiled and said "Yes I could tell you were a Potter of course. You look just like James, but you have Lily's eyes. I'm assuming that you three are from the future as you are the same age as your parents are right now, and Molly and Arthur don't have seven children." They nodded and Dumbledore nodded back.
"Assuming as I have, I believe the three of you are in Gryffindor. The password is Hippogriff. Ronald and Hermione, please go wait outside for Harry. Harry if you wouldn't mind, I would like a word." Harry nodded and Hermione and Ron walked outside. Dumbledore turned back to Harry, "Harry, I believe you when you say you are Lily and James' son. I need to know, why are you here? How did you get here? We have to take serious precautions because your father and mother are still here in school and their seventeen year old son shows up while they are dating and are only seventeen themselves! Now you MUST tell me, what exactly is going on in the year you came from?" Harry looked up at Dumbledore, Dumbledore who he had seen die in front of him just one year ago was once again alive and well.
"Well sir, you've just been killed. Death Eaters are running wild and no one is safe. We were… we were hunting Holcruxes. I've got to try and kill Voldemort."
Dumbledore nodded. "Harry, I must say you looked very astounded to be looking into your parents eyes, as anyone would be if they were looking at their parents as seventeen year olds, but…?"
Harry nodded he had understood what Dumbledore was saying, "They're dead, in 1998, the year I came from. They had been dead for sixteen years; they died when I was one. My mum saved me from Voldemort by dying for me. The killing curse backfired and all I got was a scar and Voldemort was almost nothing, I mean his powers were almost all gone."
Dumbledore nodded and then said to Harry, "Harry, you must promise me, whatever you do, DO NOT let your parents know you are their son. I'll try to get you three out of here and back to your time as soon as possible. While you are here, since you have never known your parents, spend some time with them. There is an extra bed in James' bedroom he shares with his friends and Ronald can take the extra in the room right next door. James' room number is 506. I expect you all to be tired, goodnight Harry. I will get you in classes for while you are here."
Harry nodded and started to open the door, Dumbledore then said "Oh and don't use your real last names. That will do nothing but cause trouble." Harry nodded and shut the door behind him.