Chapter 3
As I put my finger on the doorknob, my hands trembled. How would this end?
The door flew open and there all my friends were, staring up at me.
"Ready?" James said.
"Ready," I said, breathlessly.
Camilla rushed in, her suitcase rolling behind her.
James pulled out his time turner, entered a date and, clutching our bags, off we went.
We were at a battle arena. There was a young boy, around our age, who looked strangely like Lily, Albus, and James. He almost looked as if he was…
Harry Potter.
"That's our dad," Lily whispered.
"That must be Sirius."
"Serious?" I said.
"Sirius. Sirius Black. Our dads godfather. He died, though. That lady killed him."
"well, kill her!"
"No magic outside Hogwarts!" my sister said.
"We're like 25 years back in time, Camilla" I said. "We aren't even born yet."
I took my wand out, and pointed it at the lady with the dark, frizzy hair. "Avada Kedavra!" I squeaked. Never had I thought I'd speak those words. I saw Harry, Sirius and several others glance at me- holy crap is that Mr. Ron and Mrs. Hermione?! With a shocked expression but mouthed "follow us!" they got away and we quickly followed.
We ran and ran until we finally stopped. It was in a cozy room, with several chairs. They sat down and motioned for us to as well.
"What WAS that?!" Hermione said.
After a few seconds of quiet and everyone staring at me expectantly, i spoke.
"We're from the future." I managed to say.
"WHAT?!" Harry said.
"Uh, hi dad..." Lily, Albus, and James said.
"Dad?" Harry said. Hermione and Ron looked at him with a shocked expression.
"Yeah... They are kind of your kids." I said.
"Prove it then, whats your names?"
" James, im named after your father." James said quietly
"Lily, after your mum," my friend said.
"Albus Severus Potter, named after two of hogwarts greatest headmasters" albus told him.
"Severus?" Hermione said. "Since when was our potions teacher Headmaster?"
"When Dumbledore died," Camilla told them.
"Dumbledore died?!" Ron said with a confused look.
"Yeah, i think it was in your sixth year."
"well why did you kill bellatirx?" Harry said. "what was going to happen?"
"She was going to kill Sirius." I said gravely.
"can you kill Voldemort once and for all? Go back to when he killed my parents, and kill him. My parents will live. That will cause whoever else died at the hands of Voldemort- whoever they may be, all to survive because Voldemort wouldn't be around.
"But, dad" James said. "Then you wouldn't be-"
"The Boy Who Lived." Hermione cut in.
Harry reached up and felt his scar, which I had just noticed wasn't as faded as it was in the future.
"What if we never meet?" Ron said.
"its better than everyone dying…" Harry said.
"What if we get sorted into different houses?"
"Just do it." Harry told us.
We nodded and took out the time turner. We put in the numbers Harry gave us and off we went. It was a dark day, the ground was soggy and small drops of rain fell on our heads.
We saw a dark figure walk into the house.
"That must be the man." Camilla said.
Before he got in the house, James lashed out. "Avada Kedevra!"
Voldemort fell to the ground, lifeless, and slowly disintegrated into thin air.
We heard screams and a baby crying, (Harry of course,) but the family was safe, that's all that mattered.
"Can we go home now?" Albus said, trembling slightly.
"Yeah…" everyone said. We took out the time turner and sent ourselves back to our time.
Little did we know that we had messed up time.