Harry had just woken from another horrible nightmare.

"What was it about this time?" Ron asked him.

"Voldermont, he killed my parents."

"Harry, when are you going to stop dreaming that? He always kills your parents."

"No, I mean he kills my parents when they're young before I'm even born! Like in the past! When HE'S young! Do you think HE'S going to, really?""

"Harry? I think you haven't had enough sleep," Hermione said from the end of the bed.

"But what if...."

They all wondered in silence.

A day later they made a potion that open a portal that would lead them to the past to the time when Harry's parents were in their 6th year at Hogwarts.

They went into the portal and at the same time, right before it closed Draco, watching behind a stone, jumped in after them.
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Sirius

Sirius walked down the halls of Hogwarts heading for the common room when he saw Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Hi...You must be new. I'm Sirius. Anything i can help you guys with? I'm kind of a hot shot around her but i do know my way around." He asked smiling at them
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McGonagall

Turning a corner, Minerva stopped and viewed with surprise the sudden appearence of four students. If I didn't know better I would say that was a portal. And I know my portals. Wondering whether or not she should confront them head on or adopt her cat form to spy on them for a while, she watched with interest as Sirius Black entered the picture. Deciding she should find out their story before Sirius did, she resumed her brisk pace and click-clicked down the hall.

"Mr. Black!" McGonagall called out, her voice a bit shrill and irate. "I believe that you are meant to be in Potions class at this time! Am I mistaken?" Reaching their little party, she fixed Harry and the others with a gimlet eye and snapped, "You four, follow me."

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Sirius

Sirius jumped at the sound of Professor McGonnagals voice. "Yes professor. I was just heading there." he said blushing slightly. He looked at the four who had just showed up. "I guess i'll see you guys around sometime."

Then he started walking down the hall again humming under his breath.
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Harry

Harry blinked in surprise at a young Sirius who walked up and introduced himself, only to be shooed away by a young McGonagall.

"Some things never change..." he commented under his break to Ron and Hermione. "What do we tell her when she asks?" He thought furiously for a moment.

"Excuse me, professor..." Harry said, approaching her. "We need to see Professor Dumbledore... where is he?"
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Lily

Lily Evans sat tall in her seat as the Potions Master began his lesson on Veritaserum. They were finally getting a chance to learn how to make the truth potion. Lily was very interested in it, but would still rather be in Charms class. She glanced behind her as she saw Sirius walking down the ailes as he came in late. She rolled her eyes lightly, and glance at James. She smiled at him lightly, and then turned her attention back to class.
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Sirius

Sirius walked over and sat down next to James and Lily. "Sorry i'm late," he whispered. "Some new students just showed up. So what did I miss?"
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McGonagall

As Harry began to talk to her, she gave him and his companions a once over. They don't look like much. A bit scrawny, those two boys, and the girl is a little studious looking. My favorite kind of students. But that one, that blond one, he's the one to watch, I would bet my wand on it. "You know Dumbledore, then, do you?" Minerva asked sharply. "That's very interesting, as I'm relatively sure he doesn't know you. In any case, follow me."

Turning, she went back down the hallway, witchy ankle boots clicking loudly on the marble floors. "What are your names, and your houses?" she asked, calling out the question from way in front of them. "If Dumbledore knows you, then so should I."

~James~

James smiled at Lily whe she smiled at her. Boy did he have it worse than he ever imagined that he could. It was almost crazy how important she ahd become to him in a relatively short amount of time.

He was so distracted by his thoughts that he didn't notice Sirius until he spoke.

"It's okay, you ahven't really missed much, right Lily?" He wouldn't know if Sirius had, he was too focused on other things.

Sirius chuckled at James. His friend was really hooked. He probably didn't even know what class they were in he was so focused on Lily.

"OH my god. This is really funny Harry." Ron followed young McGonagall. She turned around and looked at Ron with a serious face. "I guess I should talk quieter next time, eh?" Ron said to Harry and Hermione. They followed McGonagall all the way to Dumbledore's office door. It hasn't changed a bit. Ron thought to himself. Ron once again turned to Harry and Hermione and said, "If McGonagall doesn't know us, how is Dumbledore going to?" His facial expression blasted the word confused.

Harry looked less than enthused by McGonnal's question. "Um, we're... um..." It was about then that he caught sight of a face in the classroom. One he'd never seen before.

Harry grew very still, staring into the room. He swallowed, and anyone looking at him could just make out of the beginning of tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Mom?" he whispered in a tiny, shaky voice...

Ron stopped and looked in with Harry. He saw a lady that looked just like Harry's mom. "Harry, that's your mum isn't it?" Ron asked trying not to make Harry upset. Ron looked at Hermione and gave her a sad face. They didn't know what to do. Ron stood there and watched Harry watch his mom. I don't know what to say. It's kind of an odd situation, it is. Ron thought to himself.

Lily: "No...not much, except the first two steps-" she smiled and pointed her quill at the page where she had them neatly written, "Now, shh, before I miss the third-" she said, but placed the notebook where the both of them could see her notes, and get the first couple of steps. Her mind drifted to the new students that Sirius meant. It was an odd time of year, and day for that matter for new students to arrive. It made her quite suspisious, that she almost missed the next step, but snapped out of it just in time. She was going to find out who they were as soon as she could. She was a prefect of Gryffindor, so she'd know who they were sooner or later.

Sirius looked at Lily and smiled. "Thanks." He pulled out his notebook and started to jot down the steps that he had missed. Suddenly he felt as though there was someone watching him. Turning around he saw the kids he had seen before. "Hey Lily. There they are. I think their watching you."

Lily: Lily was just about to ask Sirius to be quiet again, because usually the first time was never enough for him to get it through his thick skull, when she turned around and saw the group staring at her. She probably had a confused expression on her face, but the boy with the glasses looked vaquley familliar before, as if she'd seen him before. The others were as strangers. "Should I wave at them, then?" Lily asked Sirius and James, temporarily forgetting about the lesson. Maybe they are in Gryffindor and Dumbledore told them she was a prefect, because that was the only thing that she could think of as to why they'd stare at her so hard.

McGonagall

Less than enthused when they didn't answer her question, she was frustrated when she heard them whispering. Minvera sent the gangly redhead a quelling look, but it seemed to do no good. Now they were stopping, and in front of Potions class no less! What in the world is wrong with these four? Two of them aren't even talking, and the other two are whispering like they've got something to hide.

"I do not like to say a thing more than once," McGonagall snapped, returning to where they had stopped. "And what in the world are you lot gawking at? I intensley dislike dawdlers."

Sirius chuckled as he looked at the four students watching them. "Well i don't think it would hurt to at least wave at them." He thought about it for a minute. "Hey Lily, doesn't that kid with the glasses look familiar to you? He kind of looks like you for that matter." Sirius stared at Harry for a minute before turning back to Lily and James. "Yea he definitely looks like you."

Harry stood frozen in place, wanting nothing more than to run in the room and throw himself into her arms. He sadly realized he never remembered being held by her. Was it too much for him to ask for a moment of happiness in his life? Even at the expense of the fact that she didn't know who he was yet? She never even had an inkling of him being her son.

Did it really matter?

But somewhere deep inside of Harry Potter was a part of him that had remained when Voldemort tried to kill him. It was the love of Lilly Potter that made him survive. And he would not affect that future by ruining it for his own selfish reasons.

"I... I shouldn't have come..." Harry mumbled, brushing past the others and the professor as well, heading down the hallway a little further. Finding an empty classroom, he lamely pushed the door shut behind him, collapsing against the wall and sliding to the floor, letting it out.

Harry cried, never feeling more alone even when his loved ones were less than fifty feet away.

Sirius looked back towards the door then looked back at Lily. "Hey where did he go?"

Lily: Lily had just lifted her arm to wave at the group, when the one in the middle left...and quickly. She furrowed her brow, and then suddenly rememberd that she was still in class. She shook her head, shrugged her shoulders, and turned her attention back to class. It didn't take her long to catch up, especially since she had studied the chapter already the night before. She couldn't help but think that there was something incredibly familiar about the boy that had left so quickly, and wondered if maybe she had done something to offend him in the past. Maybe that's why he was staring at her so much. She glanced at James and smiled softly, before doing her best to pay attention to the professor again.

~James~

james returned Lily's soft smile before turning to look where the boy ahd once stood. The other three remained there, but the middle one was gone.

And he agreed with Sirius, something about him was familiar, more than jsut the similar appearance. And not knowing what, or why he felt thei familiarity, frustrated him.

He looked voer at Lily, wondering if she ahd gotten the same feeling.

They would ahve to tlak about this after class. ANd hopefully this wasn't the last they'd see of these four.

Sirius turned back to the professor. "THis is boring." He thought to himself as he pulled out his wand and started playing with it. He watched Lily taking careful notes and knew that whatever he missed he could learn from her later.

OOC: WOuld anyone care if I skipped to after class? Unless it's a timeline issue, I think those of us "in class" are out of things to say and do...

~Mollie

OOC: That's fine with me. I've been trying to get the students to your classroom, anyway. Let me see if I can do it in this post. BIC:

McGonagall

She watched, amazed, as Harry walked past her, for once shocked into silence. Now beyond frustrated with the students, she marched back to the classroom they were all standing at. She would deal with that other one in a minute. "If you don't follow me right now, I'm giving you all detention for a month!" Minerva snapped, pulling on Ron's arm. "Come along!" Practically shoving him in front of her, she waited until Hermione and Draco followed him, then went to the classroom where Harry was sitting against the wall.

"You," she said, angry. "I believe I gave you an order twice. How dare you come in here and sit? I am not--" Then she caught sight of his face, streaked with tears. Sighing, she finished, "I have no idea what's going on here, which is rare. But you need to come with me. Professor Dumbledore will help sort this all out."

Harry rose, pulling his glasses off to wipe his face with his hand before looking over. Yeah, it wasn't pretty, it wasn't normal for this place. But it would get handled. He just needed to tough it out and get a grip.

"All right..." Harry replied softly, putting on his glasses. "I'm ready, Professor."

OOC: You guys said something about after class so i hope this is okay. If not just let me know.

Sirius heard the bell ring and stood up gathering his stuff. He walked over to the door of the classroom and looked outside to see if he could still see the four students he had seen earlier. Not seeing them he turned back to wait for James and Lilly.

Hermione

Hermione walked with the Ron, Draco, and Harry down the hallway, following the very young Professor McGonagall.

"That was your mom, Harry? But ... Did you see Lord V?" she asked, suddenly, her voice soft and low so the professor couldn't overhear her or Draco Malfoy. Didn't want him to try to plot something! It was bad enough he had followed them!

Harry

Harry looked over to Hermione with sad eyes. "Yes..." he finally whispered. "That was her. I'd know her anywhere thanks to the Mirror of Erised." He remebered Dumbledore's words about people staring into the mirror for years, only wishing to be a part of that memory. On more than one occassion, Harry wanted himself to go down there and sit.

He looked over in surprise at Hermione. "Voldemort. I totally forgot he'd be here... maybe as a younger version of himself. Maybe we can turn his own plan back on him..."

Lily: Lily packed up all of her things, and waited patiently to get out of the classroom. Sirius was already standing at the door, and she stopped and stood next to him, waiting for James to get through the crowd to catch up with them. She glanced in the hallway, wondering if she'd see the students that were at the classroom door earlier. "An odd time for new students to arrive, isn't it?" she commented to Sirius. Her curiosity had been picked. "And not just one! 4!" she added, pushing her heavy bag higher on her shoulder. "I suppose Dippit knows what he's doing-" she shurgged lightly, smiling at James as he approached them.

OOC: Hey Mollie, I know I'm kind of taking a freedom putting Dumbledore where I want him, so if it's an issue let me know and I'll edit. BIC:

McGonagall

Finally reaching Professor Dumbledore's Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Minerva gave a short knock before opening the door and walking right in. She knew that Albus had a free period, and assumed that he would be alone inside. Luckily, she found him at his desk; it looked like he was grading papers. "Come along, come along," she said to the students behind her. "Take a seat."

Then Minerva turned to Dumbledore and said, "These students just appeared in the hallway, looking as if they came through a portal. I thought it might be best if you talked to them rather than taking them to the Headmaster." Neither she nor Albus had much respect for the Headmaster's opinion or judgement. The old bag...

Sirius thought about that for a minute while he watched James come closer to them. He pushed his bag further up on his shoulder. "Yea it is. I wonder where they came from. Or for that matter who they are. They don't look to be in our grade at least not to me anyway. What do you think?"

Ron

Ron was following everyone. He was still confused about what was going on. He knew they were going to go talk to Dumbledore. Will Dumbledore actually help? What's going to happen? Why is Draco here? Ron thought to himself as he took a seat in Dumbledore's office. He asked the group in a shakey voice, "What do you think is going to happen now."

Harry

Looking slightly put off, Harry slid into a chair in front of the professor's desk. He tilted his head, bespeckled face looking up at Dumbledore. He wouldn't be overly shocked if he somehow didn't already know who he was and what he was doing here.

Lily: "I think that we have to wait and see what the headmaster says...they looked a little younger than us...but...who knows?" she shrugged lightly, grinning at James, and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as he joined them, and they walked a little ways from the class. It was lunch time now, luckily, and they had some time to mull over the morning's events without having to be in a classroom. "I wonder why that boy got so upset?" she asked lightly. "It seems a bit odd, doesn't it?" she commented as they walked towards the Great Hall. "I barley even looked at the bloke and he ran off almost crying. I wonder what his parents did to him..." she shook her head, attributing his behavior to home life problems...but little did she know exactly how much she really was involved.

ooc: I will just jump in I read the back posts if this isnt all right then tell me I will redo it

Severus

Severus was one of the last ones out of the classroom his long nose was barred in the notes he had been taking. Severus had been unaware of the commotion in the classroom until he heard Professor McGonagalls raised voice. By the time he had turned his head to look she and whom ever she was mad at was gone. It had been obvious to him it hadn’t been the Gryffindor’s that tormented him no end. Severus looked up from his notes his eyes focusing on the three friends listening to their conversation from a safe distance back. He knew if Sirius or James caught him he would be in trouble.

Dumbledore

When the four sat down in front of him he eyed them. They looked strangely worried.

"Who are you four i know i never met you or atleast not yet?"

He stood up and started pacing back and forth behind his desk. The four were silent. He sat back down and asked again.

"who are you? i do not bite."

Ron

Ron sat up and looked at Dumbledore. "He looks a lot younger then he does now, I mean in the future." He whispered to Hermionie. He looked again at Dumbledore, hoping that he didn't hear that. Maybe someone will speak up. Hermionie? Harry? Oh god not Malfloy, please not Malfloy.

Ron cleared his throat and said, "Hi, I'm Ro.." Then Hermionie hit him in the stomach. He turned to her and asked, "Wha was that for?"

Albus Dumbledore

Dumbledore looked at the the four and then responded.

"Well Ro.. , why are you here at the school? I am sure Proffesor Dippet wouldn't enroll four more students so late. And who are you three?"

He stood up and began to pace.

Harry

Swallowing, Harry looked with bespeckled eyes between his friends and the professors, and plunged forward with the main thing he knew - the truth.

"Professor... as difficult as this may be to believe... my name is Potter. Harry Potter. I'm... I'm the child of Lily and James Potter." The sadness from his voice gave a hint of truth to the statement. He couldn't stop them from dying - could he? He swallowed back the spark of hope and continued on.

"We're from the future. You have sent us back to stop Lord Voldemort, a dark wizard, the worse one of all... before he kills my parents and keeps me from being born. He knows I'm the only one who can stop him - it's been prophesized."

He swallowed again, knowing it sounded like quite a crazy story, and prepared for the questions to follow.

Ron

As Harry told Dumbledore everything Ron sat there with his mouth open. "Well there ya have it, sir." Ron sat back and watched Dumbledore's face and his reaction.

As Ron sat there he thought about something, Woah. I can never keep my trap shut. I always put in my two cents. I wonder if I can get annoying after a while. Prolly. Oh yeah back to Dumbledore and the fact that we are in the past.

Doing what Ron does best he added, "The reason Hermionie and I are here is to aid Harry in this, well...adventure...quest...thing. To tell you the truth I don't know why Draco's here." Ron pointed to Draco sitting down a little further.

Dumbledore

"Wait you are from the future?And your the son of James Potter and who he will marry in the future?"

They nodded their heads. Dumbledore stood up and began to pace. He sat down and then scratched his head.

"So i want the story that you are talking about with lord voldemort and about your parents. And who was your mother, harry?

Harry

The pain in Harry's voice was apparent as he spoke her name. "Lily," he whispered. His face dropped, and again he felt the regret and a longing he long since thought he was over. But he pushed on.

"Voldemort is a student here. A terribly powerful one that, if left alone, will go on to become a terror beyond anything ever seen my wizards." He looked to Ron, knowing his red-headed friend's face would probably tell more than his words would.

Dumbledore
"Oh so you are the son of lily and james potter? Very interesting i knew they would go good together. well getting back onto the subject i will help as much as i can to keep you getting born if i can even help you kill this voldemort."

he was thinking back and then remembered the tom riddle was going by voldemort now.

"We should get starting making a plan but first i want your two names"

He looked mysteriously at the two that hadn't talked the whole time.