Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and the Other World ❯ New Students ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7: New Students

 

 

The month passed slowly but it did pass. Harry and Hermione talked to Dumbledore daily hoping they could go home. The next day would be the day the students arrived. Harry and Hermione would finally be in separate rooms, their dorm rooms. Hermione was actually amazed by Harry, he had done what he said he would, either closing his eyes or just leaving the room, Harry wasn't like the men she described before. “Harry we start school tomorrow, your parents will be here, you can't tell them who you are, you can't tell them about Wormtail, and you need to decide what colors you are going with.” Harry had to drink two potions today, one to change his hair and one to change his eyes.

 

“I know Hermione, they would never believe if I told them anyways. I'm thinking of going with brown, I can't choose red, too many memories.” Hermione assumed it was Ron Harry was talking about, and was partially right, Harry knew his mother had red hair and Amelia had red hair, even if she dyed the hair on her head black. Harry tried to keep Amelia out of his head but after a week of time with her, a week of passion and sex, he couldn't get her out of his head. Harry wasn't sure what was better, his dreams of Amelia or his dreams of the girl with his mother's eyes which he hadn't had since he was sent into the past.

 

“Well, this is going to be weird, we don't have the same teachers, and the students, we haven't gone to school with them. This must be how Monica and Devin felt when they first started at Hogwarts.” Hermione already knew her schedule and had her things packed for it. She had three different bags filled with the books and materials she would need for the classes on those days. Harry hadn't made fun of her for it, she figured he would have but he hadn't, he had actually followed her lead and got his things together.

 

“Dumbledore said he would keep us informed on anything and we could go to him if we need help. I just wish we didn't have to do this, we shouldn't have to, we should be home, at least you should.” Harry still felt horrible for Hermione getting caught up in his problems even if she said it wasn't his fault.

 

“So I could be at home worried about you? At least with me here you know someone, and I know you are ok, and I can help you with school work. The OWLs may have been hard but they were to keep people out of the class their sixth year, this is going to be tough, even if you have fewer classes Harry.” Harry had five classes, Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, Potions, and Care of Magical Creatures. Hermione was taking eight, Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, Potions, Herbology, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, and a new class, Ministry Preparations.

 

“Hermione you know you should be at home with your parents, you have them but can't be with them, I can't explain how that makes me feel.” Harry didn't, he never had his parents, but to have parents but never be with them, to be kept away from them for almost a year just to be torn away after being with them for a couple months.

 

“Well don't worry Harry, Dumbledore will figure out a way to send us home.” She hoped, she was starting to have doubts that she would ever see her parents again.

 

“Well we should probably go to Professor Slughorn so he can give me the potions.”

 

“You chose brown for your hair but what about your eyes?”

 

“Same thing, I like our plan of us being related so we could introduce ourselves as brother and sister, I sure as hell can't say I'm Harry Potter, so I'm going to use Devin, either Devin Granger or Devin Starks if you want us to leave our world as far away as possible, help our cover out.” It was a good idea, Hermione hadn't thought of it but when Harry did she admitted it was good.

 

“Good ideas, Devin Granger, are you trying to drop a hint?” Hermione laughed and elbowed Harry.

 

“Yes I'm telling you to make your parents happy you should marry Devin, he is comatose so you can't do anything, what could make your parents happier?”

 

“Me becoming a nun and never having sex, as far as they know.” They continued to joke back and forth on who they would marry ending with Hermione Snape and Harry Trelawney before getting to the Potions room.

 

“Professor Slughorn?” Harry knocked on the door.

 

“Come in.” Harry and Hermione entered the room seeing the Potion Examiner, no, Potions teacher.

 

“I'm ready for my potion.”

 

“Ah yes, have you chosen a color?” Harry nodded. “Good, just tell me and I will add the last ingredients.”

 

“Brown.” Professor Slughorn added the last ingredients of the potions and handed them both to Harry. Harry drank the first one nearly choking, it tasted horrible, the second one he chugged quickly trying to get the taste of the first one out of his mouth. Immediately he felt his eyes and hair start to burn, he may have said something but it was physical pain, nothing he couldn't handle.

 

“Wow you look so different Harry!” Hermione got a shiny piece of metal off of Professor Slughorn's table so Harry could see his reflection. She was right, with his light brown hair and dark brown eyes he looked different, he could still se his mother in his eyes, but most signs of his father had disappeared. Harry thought of making his hair a few inches longer, it grew. Now he looked like a shaggy dog, good, this would make him look more like Sirius as Padfoot then James Potter.

 

“Very good, you look nothing like James or Lily, except your eyes, but we don't need to change the shape, this should work. School starts soon, are you as good as your mother in potions?” Professor Slughorn was the only other person who knew about Harry and Hermione, the truth about them.

 

“I guess, you gave me an O on my OWLs.”

 

“Really? I am an Examiner for the Ministry in your time?” They both nodded. “Well I hope my replacement was as good as I was, you must be from a good ten years from now if you have a different Potions teacher, unless something happened and I quit for some reason.” Harry and Hermione didn't know why Professor Slughorn stopped teaching but weren't about to correct him on how far they had traveled.

 

“Thank you Professor Slughorn, I'm glad we could trust you.” Not that they had a choice, he was the Potions Master at the school.

 

“Don't worry about it Dumbledore told me about what happened, quite dreadful, but he will have you to your parents, both sets of them, sooner or later.” They hadn't told Professor Slughorn Lily and James had died, it wasn't necessary.

 

The two teens went back to their room getting out a Wizards Chess game they had gotten from Dumbledore to help pass the time. So far they were tied, 34-34, they wanted one last game to break the tie before the other students arrived the next day. Harry remembered playing with Ron, he was undefeated, no one could beat Ron, Harry thought of how this made Ron even more valuable to Voldemort, Ron did average in school but he wasn't dumb, he just put his brain towards strategy, planning, when to strike an opponent. “So Harry ready to lose?” Hermione set up her pieces.

 

“Don't think just because you're a girl I'm going to let you win, uh, sis.”

 

“Brother, never had one, but trust me I'm the older sibling so I always beat you up.”

 

“Uh we have the same birthday, we can't be the same age but have a birthday nearly two months apart. I guess we could go with yours since it is my fault we are here and it is after mine so when it comes we can celebrate being a year older even though you are a year older.” Hermione was about to turn 17, she would be of age, she could do magic outside of school after this.

 

“So you can be 17 to? I don't think so Harry, we already told Dumbledore how old we are so he won't let you do magic outside of school.” Hermione was on to his plan.

 

“Fine, I won't, but we are twins, like Devin and Monica, but why are we here?” Harry and Hermione had thought about this in case they were asked why they had just now come to Hogwarts.

 

“We were home schooled then our parents died in an accident so we were taken to Hogwarts.”

 

“Or we are transfer students from say, America, just use ain't and they will believe it.” Harry knew his idea sucked, he was using it as a joke trying to distract Hermione who had taken three pawns in five moves.

 

“You know Brother you are going to lose, I'm uh, an hour older then you, and so I'm still the older sibling. Check.” Hermione had him in check after eight moves.

 

“Fine sis, but you left yourself open.” Harry took Hermione's queen she had used to get check on his king.

 

“And so did you.” Hermione moved her rook. “Check.” Harry and Hermione went back and forth losing piece after piece until they both had their king and one pawn left. “It's going to be a race, first person to get their pawn to the other side and turn it into a queen wins.” Harry looked and counted the squares, he was three square closer to the other side then Hermione was to her other side.

 

“Ok.” Harry made his move, then Hermione, then Harry, Harry was charging forward oblivious of everything else, including where Hermione's king was.

 

“Ha you have no pieces left but your king, I win!” Hermione had done it, she played Harry, she knew he would see he was closer and charge forgetting where her king was.

 

“Lucky, it was just luck sis.” Harry put his pieces away not mad that he had lost, Hermione had beaten him, she did have skill not that he was going to say so.

 

“Sure it was Brother, so were the other 34 four wins.” It sounded strange to Harry, Ron had called him Mate, and now Hermione was calling him Brother. It felt right to Harry, he had a sister, it just felt right, of course so did his dad, and she was older, but from what Remus told Harry she was a good six years older. Although he was suppose to be trying to not be his father but Harry didn't care.

 

“Well sis, is it ok if I call you that?” Hermione nodded. “Well sis how about we get our things packed and head to our dorm rooms? Dumbledore said the password was `Beard', right?” Hermione nodded again. “Have our own rooms again, not that you haven't been a great roommate Hermione, sis, but a man needs his space.”

 

“Sure Harry, you probably have been going nuts having me in the room, so hard to resist my womanly charms, not to mention I know you've been wanking in the shower.” Harry blushed bright red, he had, but it wasn't his fault if he had his own room and hadn't been with Amelia he could have waited but his body was still on high gear from his week with Amelia, although it had slowed down somewhat.

 

“Shut up, like you don't do the same.” This time Hermione blushed, she may not have been as bad as Harry but her body was raging with hormones, her body still had needs.

 

“Truce! I don't need to be arguing with my Brother over this.” Harry agreed to the truce packing his things. After packing his things and Hermione had packed hers they walked to the Gryffindor tower. Getting there they gave the password to the Fat Lady and walked in.

 

“Looks like ours, I thought it might have looked different.” Harry looked around the Common Room, a familiar place in an unfamiliar time. Harry went up to his dorm room as Hermione went up to hers. He set his things down on his usual bed not thinking about it, what if it wasn't his bed but James's, Sirius's, or even Peter's? Harry had to give it up if someone asked him to, he shouldn't be here and they would sleep there if he wasn't there.

 

“Your dorm is the same huh?” Hermione walked up behind Harry.

 

“Yeah, I'll be sharing a room with my dad soon, I'll be living with my dad, finally.” Harry was trying not to tear up, he had never thought this day would come, he never believed he would see his dad alive ever. He felt lucky having the things Sirius left him, he could feel his parents when he had that box, but now he would be living with them.

 

“It's ok to cry Harry, get it out, keeping it inside isn't healthy.” Hermione grabbed his hand like she had at Sirius's funeral but this time Harry wouldn't cry.

 

“I don't need to cry I just need to keep myself from telling them I love them, they don't even know who I am, I'm not even born yet.” Harry pulled his hand away from Hermione. “I need to keep myself from killing Wormtail.”

 

“You promised me Harry, you promised you wouldn't…”

 

“I never promised anything, I said I wouldn't kill but I might not be able to keep my word when it comes to Wormtail.” Harry still wanted to kill Wormtail, if he went to Azkaban Harry didn't care, Wormtail would be dead.

 

“It won't change anything; all you will do is kill someone who was already captured.”

 

“And escaped, when the Death Eaters attacked the Ministry. I bet Wormtail and Ron talk about how they betrayed their friends, how they duped the people closest to them, and how important they are to Voldemort.” Harry had ranted to Hermione about Ron before as Hermione had ranted to Harry about Ron, how he knew them so well, how he had been a friend and then turned.

 

“Harry they caught him once they will catch him again. He hasn't done anything yet so you can't kill him, you will go to Azkaban! Unless you can turn into a dog you aren't escaping.” Harry couldn't, he tried, and he remembered what Sirius had told him in the car, how he could become an animagus. He could make his hair grow or shorten, along with his nails, he could even make his teeth change shape but his body stayed the same.

 

“I won't do it, for now, that is the best I can give you Hermione, sis.” Harry had to get use to calling her sis, not Hermione.

 

“You better not Harry, you are suppose to be my Brother now and I love my Brother, I don't want him hurting others. I am your older sister so you better listen to me Brother, if you hurt someone it will hurt me.”

 

“I don't want to hurt you, you know me Hermione, Ron does to. Damn it Hermione you know how to make me feel small.”

 

“I'm your older sister; it's my job to keep you in line. Don't worry about Ron, he's not here, and I asked Dumbledore, his parents already graduated so we don't have to deal with them.” That was a relief. “So tomorrow the students arrive, want to go over our plans again? Harry wasn't sure, they had gone over it so many times but it was always better to be safe then sorry.

 

“I guess.” Harry and Hermione went over the plan again, they were siblings whose parents had died in an accident so they could no longer be home schooled. They were Hermione and Devin Granger, twins, with Hermione being an hour older. They had already been placed by the Sorting Hat so that was why they had set up their stuff in the Gryffindor dorm rooms. There was only one problem as Hermione saw it.

 

“Harry you should be in a different House, if you spend too much time with your parents you might give us away.”

 

“Don't worry Hermione, I won't expose us, I want to but really they wouldn't believe me so why tell them?” Harry kept telling himself this, no point in telling James and Lily he was their son, they would never believe him, no matter how much he wanted to hug them and tell them he didn't blame them for leaving him.

 

“Make sure you don't Harry, we don't know how long we will be here and we need to make friends, allies, in case we are here for longer then we are planning.”

 

“In other words forever.” Hermione didn't want to say it, she didn't want to think it, but it could happen, Harry knew it might, he understood that Voldemort may have done this instead of killing him because it would cause so much more pain, to be close to his parents without able to tell them who he is, what he is. Or Voldemort may have done it just because he was an evil bastard, Harry didn't care why, he was just trying to deal with what had happened.

 

“Not what I meant Harry, Dumbledore will figure a way for us to get home, he has to find a way to send us home.”

 

“If he doesn't then what? We know what will happen, we know who to stop, we could create a new world, a world where Voldemort has no followers because they were all killed.”

 

“You said you weren't going to kill anyone!”

 

“Yes, right now I won't, but if we aren't going home, if we never make it back, I am going to become the Angel of Death, feared by the Death Eaters, feared by Voldemort himself. I will be able to stop killings from happening; I will save everyone who was innocent while sending the Death Eaters to hell where they belong.” Harry had it all planned out, when this Dumbledore said there was no way to send them home Harry would have a field day, he would start off in the Slytherin Tower killing the Death Eaters, the future Death Eaters, then he would find Wormtail and kill him, then Harry would leave the school and hunt down others, the ones who betrayed the wizard world for Voldemort leaving Voldemort with no followers.

 

“We will make it back! Harry, Devin, Brother, we will make it back, I need to make it back.” The last part was quiet, but not calm.

 

“You're right we will Hermione, sis, we will make it back and you will see your parents again.” How strange Harry thought, he was here, about to see his parents, while Hermione wanted to go back to see her parents.

 

“Well let's get something to eat, and I don't know, this is weird. Use to worrying about you and Ron packing your things at the last minute, rushing to the platform, then being on the train waiting for the first sight of Hogwarts. Maybe we could play another game of chess, give you a chance to tie the record again.”

 

“Alright, I guess, if you want.” Harry and Hermione went to the kitchen and got some food from the House Elves before heading back to the Gryffindor Common Room. They played a game of chess with Harry indeed tying the score at 35-35.

 

Getting up that morning Harry was starting to get scared, what if he couldn't handle it? What if he snapped and killed Wormtail the second he sees him? Hermione was right; maybe he shouldn't be in the same House as his parents, as his God Father, as Remus, as the traitor Wormtail. It was to late though, the students would be there that day, and his parents would be there that day. Harry went down to the Common Room and found Hermione in the Common Room reading a book. “What are you doing?” Harry had changed into running clothes, he kept running, and Hermione usually ran with him.

 

“Reading.” Harry knew that, he could see that, he wanted to know what she was reading.

 

“Ok what are you reading?”

 

“Hogwarts, a History.” This confused Harry at first. “Well I'm looking to see what is missing, what hasn't happened yet, so I don't go on about something that hasn't happened yet.” Good idea Harry thought, but he was already to run.

 

“Keep it up; when I get back tell me what not to talk about.” Harry left the Common Room and went out to the Quidditch field running twelve laps before stopping to do his stretches. Harry didn't know what would happen, he was use to playing Quidditch, would be so weird watching the Gryffindor Quidditch team play. Although what if they needed a new player? What if they needed a Chaser or a Keeper, Harry could do those, and with his Firebolt, would almost be cheating flying against those old brooms. Harry finished and went back to the Common Room and saw Hermione still reading.

 

“Harry whatever you do don't talk about the Hungarian Harpy's or the Welsh Walken's, they don't exist yet. And make sure you don't say anything about the Triwizard tournament or the Chamber of Secrets alright? These things haven't happened and it would be too easy for either of us to slip and say something about that.”

 

“I know, we might have to become mutes if we have to, if we expose ourselves either no one will believe us or just think we are nuts.” Harry was getting tired of that, he knew not to talk about Voldemort, Death Eaters, the attack on Hogwarts, or anything else that hadn't happened yet.

 

“Don't say it like that Har- Devin, Brother, if you don't take it seriously we could be in a lot of trouble. We still aren't sure how time travel works, although I like what this Dumbledore says on it, that nothing happens in the future until it happens now, why he didn't know about us being sent into the past. Unless he did know we would be sent back here but didn't warn us, but why would he do that?” Harry didn't know, he hoped the first theory of time travel was true, he didn't want to think Dumbledore would be so cruel as to send them here.

 

“Alright, we still have a few hours until they get here, what do you want to do?”

 

“Well I haven't run yet, so I'm probably going to do that.”

 

“Not alone you aren't sis, you may be older but I am bigger.” Harry flexed his arms to show he was bigger.

 

“Oh like you have to worry? Voldemort doesn't want me dead, at least not yet.” But Harry wasn't going to let her run alone. Harry and Hermione ran more laps and did more stretches going back to the castle to shower and get something to eat.

 

“Just a few more hours Devin, how do you feel?”

 

“I feel like if you ask me that I am going to have to go somewhere and scream until I pass out. I'm fine Hermione, yes this will be hard on me but I won't let it get to me, don't worry.” Hermione was, she had no idea what Harry was going through, she had her parents, even when she wasn't with them she still had them, Harry didn't but now he would but they weren't his parents.

 

“Sorry Brother but I have to worry; I am the oldest one in our family after the accident.” They couldn't come up with a good accident so they decided if asked about it they would just say `I don't want to talk about it.'

 

“I know but still, I'm not a little kid, and I'm not weak. I fought several Death Eaters and lived, I fought Ron and Cho, and I dueled against Voldemort himself, even if he was weaker from just returning, I can handle this.” He hoped.

 

“Just making sure.”

 

They waited and waited, they already knew when the train got there they were to go to Dumbledore who would then wait after the Sorting to announce the two `new students'. They waited, they talked, and Hermione read as Harry thought about what could happen. Finally they could hear the train coming, getting closer and closer. “Come on Harry we have to go to Dumbledore.” The two walked to Dumbledore's office who was sitting there with a letter.

 

“Another time turner was sent.” The two sat down immediately and waited for what the letter said. “I am sorry to say that in your time several more people were killed at a concert the Ministry was holding to raise money for the families of victims of other attacks. I am also sorry to say that I have no idea how to get you back, yet. I am working with other time turners to see what will work and so far none have. Do not worry, do not panic, and do not give yourselves away. So far I have come up with over a hundred ways that didn't work and it is just time before I find one that works. Your parents send their love to you Hermione. There is some good news, I think. A Devin has woken up, not sure what was wrong with him but they say he is awake and going back to Hogwarts with his sister. Apparently I figured out that the reason the boy was asleep was that he had no reason to come back so they brought his sister to him who said something that brought him back. I am guessing these two are your friends and that is why it was important to tell you this.”

 

“Or they are afraid we will be here forever and this way if we don't make it back we can stop the concert and tell them how to wake Devin up.” Harry knew that was why they told them, had to be, they didn't think Hermione and him were going back.

 

“Or that, I am sorry to say but that may be why. I am sorry I haven't come up with anything. I am working on it, both there and here, or then and now.” Dumbledore shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. “They also tell you not to worry about class, as long as you go now when you make it back you should be far enough to keep up with what they are teaching in your time. Now the other students have made it, you two are coming with me to the Staff Tables and will sit until I introduce you.” Dumbledore and the other two walked to the Great Hall and took their seats waiting for the students to arrive.

 

Students poured into the Great Hall as more were lead over to wait in line for the Sorting Hat. Harry looked for his parents, he wanted to see them, he wanted to finally see his parents alive, not in his dreams, but in the real world of flesh and bone. He saw several red-heads but none looked like his Mother, not like the ones in the pictures he had. Harry kept looking when he heard Dumbledore start the Sorting Ceremony. The hat went through student after student placing over sixty new students in the four Houses. Dumbledore picked up the Sorting Hat and put it in a box before going over to give his usual speech.

 

“Now students this is a new year for us all and you must know that the Forbidden Forest is still Forbidden, that the care keeper has put up a new list of banned items on his door, and we have two new students!” This didn't surprise anyone, they just had over sixty new students, not two. “These two are here after a tragic accident took their parents, they are in the sixth year and will be residing in Gryffindor as the Sorting Hat has already placed them, Devin and Hermione Granger!” Harry, now known as Devin, and Hermione stood up and took their seats at Gryffindor. “Please treat them well, they have been home schooled up till now and may not be used to all of you. I expect the Prefects to help them although they shouldn't need much since I've had them living here the past month so they could get use to the castle. Now that is over enjoy the meal.” The students did, Harry, or Devin, and Hermione sat and ate quickly being ignored by the other students.

 

“Hermione this is creepy, they aren't talking to us, what did we do wrong?” Hermione shrugged her shoulders. “Well maybe we should say something.” Again Hermione shrugged her shoulders. “A lot of help you are sis.” Harry looked up and saw a red head walking towards them, she had a Prefect badge on, it had to be her, it had to be his Mother.

 

“I'm sorry for the cold welcome; they are waiting for the Marauders to welcome you before they get close.” What? What would his Dad do to him? “Don't worry you aren't normal transfer students so they won't do anything to you.” Harry was so close to hugging her, to telling her he loved her, finally getting the chance to do so.

 

“Thank you Lily, it's Lily right? Dumbledore told us you would be our Prefect.” Hermione had interrupted before Harry did anything stupid like exposing them.

 

“That's Professor Dumbledore to you and yes I am Lily, Lily Evans. The other Prefects name is Remus Lupin, if you need anything you can come to us and we will help you.”

 

“Thanks, and sorry about that, use to calling him Dumbledore, he is an old family friend, well was since we are the only parts of it left.” Hermione had already planned on explaining why they called Dumbledore by his last name instead of calling him Professor. Harry on the other hand wanted to go to Lily, he wanted it so badly but remained in his seat, he couldn't say it, he couldn't do it.

 

“You don't talk much do you?” Lily was looking at him now, Harry felt his heart miss a beat, and shrugged his shoulders so he wouldn't say anything stupid.

 

“He's not use to all these people; I think you are making him nervous so please go back to your seat?” Hermione saw Harry was fighting back the tears, the words, the actions, and had to get Lily away.

 

“Alright but like I said you need anything come to Remus or me and will help you.” Lily walked away leaving Harry and Hermione to their food.

 

“Good job Harry, keep that up.” Hermione was glad Harry hadn't broken; it must have been so hard to be that close to his Mother.

 

“I will.” Harry stood up and left the Great Hall for the Common Room.

 

The students went to their Common Rooms, Hermione finding Harry in a chair trying to meditate. “Brother you alright?”

 

“Yes.” Harry stopped figuring it would be impossible to keep his concentration now that a bunch of people had showed up.

 

“Good, Brother.” Hermione tried to say Brother as much as possible to keep her from saying Harry where someone could hear her. “Brother you need to meet your roommates now, while I'm here, make sure you are alright.”

 

“You're right, I should.” Harry didn't move. Hermione left him and came back with five guys, four she knew, the fifth she didn't, but all were in Harry's room.

 

“Here he is, he isn't very sociable, people make him nervous, but he needs to meet you. Brother?” Harry opened his eyes. “These are your roommates, uh.”

 

“Remus Lupin.”

 

“Peter Pettigrew.

 

“Sirius Black.”

 

“James Potter.”

 

“Mackenzie Phillips.”

 

They all stuck hands out and Harry shook them one by one, even Wormtail's, or Peter, squeezing harder then the others.

 

“Finally I'll have someone to talk to when these four are out doing mischief.” Mackenzie smacked James on the back. “Nice to meet you Devin, sorry to hear about your parents.”

 

“No problem.”

 

“Ha he can speak!” Lily was standing behind the five guys who had just met Harry.

 

“Hey Lily, don't worry we haven't done anything to them, yet.” James laughed.

 

“You better not they've had enough problems and don't need you and your friends adding anymore to them, if I even hear the words Marauders and prank I will have a headache for the rest of the year if you get my meaning.”

 

“Ooo she sounds serious James, how about you go somewhere with her and we can get them.” Sirius was now standing next to James sticking his tongue at Lily.

 

“I'll make sure every girl thinks you are into guys if you do anything Sirius.”

 

“Now that is serious, I guess me and James can be good boys, now about Remus and Peter…”

 

“You know Remus is a Prefect, now he may go along with you idiots but he knows not to do anything, and Peter?” She turned to him. “Please be a good boy, for me.” Lily batted her eyes at Peter.

 

“Alright Lily you've stopped us, but if some laughing juice just happens to get in their drinks it isn't our fault.” James put an arm around Lily's waist and kissed her. Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing, his parents, happy, caring, they loved each other.

 

“Get a room you two!” Sirius and Remus laughed.

 

“Good idea, stay out of the dorm room for an hour or two.”

 

“Or five minutes.” Lily joked back with the Marauders.

 

“That's just mean.” Mackenzie was trying not to be left out, he was use to it not being a Marauder.

 

“Not my fault I satisfy her so quickly.” James stuck his tongue out at Lily so she grabbed it.

 

“Keep your tongue in your mouth Potter.”

 

“Nyob yat o zak wastaba.” James tried to talk but his tongue was under someone eles's control. Lily let it go.

 

“Not what you said yesterday.” Harry was amazed, his parents were a happy couple, not stressed by running from the Death Eaters or Voldemort, they were happy.

 

“Uh I'm not sure but I think you are making the new kids uncomfortable.” It was Wormtail.

 

“Shut up Wor…” Hermione smacked Harry in the mouth.

 

“Devin you know you aren't supposed to use that word, Mom and Dad never let you use words like that don't think I'm going to let you use them either.” She knew Harry was about to say Wormtail which he couldn't say, they didn't know the Marauders, not in this timeline.

 

“Come on sis what's so bad about them? They never did anything to get such a bad rap.” Harry was glad Hermione had done it; if he had said what he had wanted there would have been some uncomfortable questions to answer.

 

“That's besides the point Little Brother; I'm the oldest so you follow my rooms.”

 

“I thought you were twins?” Mackenzie looked at the two.

 

“We are but she will never let me forget she is one hour older then me.” Harry stuck his tongue out at Hermione.

 

“Don't make me pull a Lily.” Harry stuck his tongue back in his mouth. “Well what are you guys taking?” Hermione hoped Harry wouldn't have too many classes with his parents even though that would be a hard thing to do unless they took every class that Harry wasn't. They went over their classes and Hermione was worried, Harry had all but Care of Magical Creatures with his parents.

 

“People it's getting late we should be going to bed.” Lily was trying to boss the others around but not in a mean way. “We all have classes to go to and the earlier you get up the quicker you can go to breakfast.”

 

“Alright!” The four Marauders smacked hands.

 

“Uh I already picked a bed and if I took someone's bed I can move my stuff.” Harry was nervous talking with them, with the Marauders, he couldn't expose himself.

 

“No problems Devin I usually sleep in that bed but hey time to shake things up.” Remus smacked him on the back playfully smiling at him.

 

“Alright, just making sure I didn't take anyone's place, not use to having to share a room with people.” He was, but he was suppose to be someone who wasn't.

 

“Well goodnight guys and please leave him alone, I would hate to get a headache this early in the year.” Lily hugged and kissed James before her and Hermione went to the girl's dorm room.

 

“I guess this means it is time for bed.” Harry got up and went to the boy's dorm room. In the room he changed quickly and lay down in his bed when the others came in.

 

“So Devin you ever play Quidditch?” James was sitting in a bed next to Harry's. Harry wanted to say yes but should he?

 

“Well kind of, I would fly by myself and catch rocks my dad would throw at me.” Harry tried not to cry, he didn't want to cry, he didn't even know why he had said that except now thinking about it he could see himself flying on his broom, his dad throwing rocks for him to catch.

 

“Oh, you alright Devin?” Harry nodded turning over so James wouldn't see his eyes. “Well don't worry; we won't do anything to you.” All the lights were turned off as Harry and the others fell asleep.