Chapter One:

Meet the Others

Halloween was a dreaded holiday for the Potter family, and their close friends. Especially Lily. It was the day her first son, Harry, and one of her best friends, Alice Longbottom's first son, Neville, both died because of the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort. It was also the day of her first teaching job at Hogwarts, that two first year students were killed by a loose mountain troll. No one know about it, and Lily had walked into the girl's bathroom on the first floor, to find a sixteen-foot mountain troll standing over the bloody bodies of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. It was the day a message was left in blood, saying that the legendary Chamber of Secrets was opened, the following year, and another year later, saying it was sealed, containing the body of twelve-year-old Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister.

The year after that, another one of her best friends, and Sirius' wife, Lucy Black died giving birth. And then, last year, Voldemort had attacked Hogwarts.

There was always a Hogsmeade trip on Halloween, followed by the amazing feast. The trips had to be chaperoned by teachers, because Voldemort was still at large. So, Lily had to spend her most depressing day with students, who occasionally asked what was wrong.

She was sitting at a table, all alone, drinking a mug of butterbeer from a sympathetic Rosmerta, the owner of the famous pub, The Three Broomsticks. "Mom?" A small voice asked, "Are you okay?"

Lily turned around to see her daughter, Isabelle, talking to her. Lily gave a weak smile as she looked at her mirror image. Except the eyes; she had James' eyes. Isabelle reminded Lily of Harry, because he was the opposite; James' twin with Lily's eyes. She saw the look of sadness in Isabelle's eyes. Ginny was Isabelle's best friend, and the loss, plus the loss of Harry, hit her hard. "I'm fine sweetie," Lily said reassuringly, "How are you doing?"

"I'm good, I guess. Dad's looking for you. Do you want me to tell him that you're here?" Lily nodded. Isabelle walked to the door of the pub and yelled, "Dad! Mom's in here!"

James came in, looking depressed. He sat next to his wife and hugged her. "Where's Kyle?" Lily asked.

"Sirius took him and Rose to Honeydukes," James answered half-heartedly, taking a sip of butterbeer from Lily's mug.

"Let's go hon," Lily said, pulling James up and to the favored sweet shop. Isabelle followed her parents. "Sirius!"

"Yes Lily darling," Sirius said, coming from the Exotic Tastes Section, carrying a blood-flavored lollypop.

"Where's my child? You'd better not be feeding him that crap," Lily warned.

"He's with Rose, looking at the different types of chocolate."

"We're going back to Hogwarts. Could you be a dear and watch the students for me?"

"Of course. Go to the Room of Requirement and get some peace."

"Okay, thanks a million, you're a lifesaver."

"I know. Bye Flower! Bye Prongs!"

"Bye Padfoot," James said, rolling his eyes.

Lily and James entered the Room of Requirement, hoping to find peace, like their friend had advised, but didn't. Their middle child, Jim, was wearing boxing gloves, and punching at five different punching bags, doing some difficult movements with his body. It was part of his training, for fighting against Voldemort, as Voldemort seemed to have it in for his family. He did many other things, including running, sit-ups, push-ups, etc; martial arts; sword fighting; dodging; and dueling. It had made his parents proud, but it sometime worried them that he was too obsessive. "Jimmy," Lily asked, "What are you doing here? Why aren't you in Hogsmeade with your friends?"

"I'm training," Jim grunted, not missing a beat in his punching.

"Just stop for a second, and talk to us," James said, getting the magical room to conjure chairs.

Reluctantly, Jim stopped and said, "Today is Halloween. I always work extra hard on Halloween. It's in memory to everyone I've lost to that bastard, Voldemort."

"Watch what you say," Lily scolded.

"But Lily, it's true. That thing's a real bastard," James said, causing Lily to roll her eyes and say a few well chosen words about James and Sirius' influence on her son.

Jim continued, "I don't want to die pathetically; not without a good fight. Harry didn't even get the chance. I do, and I'm using it. Plus, I've been to Hogsmeade loads of times. Dad, Sirius, and Remus all helped sneak me out loads of times the past two years, then I've been there millions of times before Hogwarts. It's nothing new."

"James! He's not allowed-" Lily shrieked.

"It doesn't matter now, let's stay on the subject," James said sheepishly.

"I'm not leaving," Jim said defiantly, "I don't care if you stay or not, but, please leave me alone."

Sighing in defeat, Lily left, while James joined Jim fighting. They were quite a sight, as they looked a lot alike; every feature was identical, except Jim's hair was red, while James' was black.

After about ten minutes, the father and son thought of the room changing so they could work on dodging. As soon as the room changed, an unfamiliar voice called out, "Who the hell are you, and how did you get here?"

James and Jim turned around in unison, and saw six teenagers staring at them. "Bloody hell," The same voice said, coming from a tall, gangly redheaded boy. He fainted, next to two others. Only a girl with bushy brown hair, a round faced boy, and a blonde girl who looked only half there were standing there.

"Who are you?" Jim asked.

"I'm Hermione Granger, and these guys are Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood," The first girl said.

"No, you can't be," James choked out, "Two of you are dead."

"Obviously not," Neville said dryly, "And, who are you?"

"I'm Jim Potter, and this is my dad, James," Jim said.

The girl squeaked out, "No!" Then fainted at the same time as the boy.

The last girl said in a dreamy voice, "You should get out of here."

James half watched her push him and his son out, then lock the door. Pulling out of his dazed state, he instructed his son, "Stay here, and make sure they don't leave. I'll be right back."

"Poppy!" James cried, stumbling into the Hospital Wing.

"What is it James?" Madame Pomfrey, the school's healer asked wearily. Every time a male Potter entered this Wing, she had a big job.

"Come quickly! There are six unidentified children upstairs and five are knocked out!"

Madame Pomfrey stood up and followed him out. They went to the Room of Requirement, and joining Jim, they entered.

The girl with the bushy brown hair was talking to the blonde quietly, when they entered. She saw James and Jim then screeched, "Get away! I don't know how you did it, but you won't hurt him, you foul Death Eaters!"

James was stunned at the accusation as he and Jim were pushed out of the room once again. "How could she accuse us of being Death Eaters?" Jim cried, outraged, "After what they've done to us!" He cursed under his breath when he realized his father wasn't listening to him.

Dumbledore came, a look of pure puzzlement on his face. "Who called me with their necklace," He asked James, referring to the necklaces each member of the Order of the Phoenix had. "It was a female doe, and I know I haven't given that out."

"I don't know," James answered, "But there are some kids who are in there. Two claim to be Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom." He rolled his eyes.

Dumbledore entered the Room of Requirement, and exited in three minutes. "James," He said gravely, "Please get Sirius, Remus, Lily, Isabelle, Rose, Kyle, Mrs. Lovegood, the Grangers, the Weasleys' and the Longbottoms."

James raised an eyebrow but left, getting who he needed.

He returned in ten minutes, with eighteen people in tow. "Jim, will you take Rose and Kyle to your common room?" James asked his son, who obeyed, but was grumbling the whole way.

"Will you all go and wait in my office?" Dumbledore asked, "I will be there shortly."

In five minutes, Dumbledore joined them in his office. They had taken a lot of room in the small office, but no one wanted to leave. After settling himself in his desk and offering them all a lemon drop (Everyone refused, except for the Weasley twins, who put them in their pockets for prank material.), Dumbledore spoke. "We have some accidental visitors," He said, with an obvious twinkle in his eye, "From an alternate universe."

Lily's eyes widened, in understanding, while others looked confused. Molly Weasley asked, "Who are they?"

"Five of them are dead here, while the other is alive," Dumbledore said, the twinkle became even more evident as he said, "Will you four come in?"

Four students entered. James recognized three of them as the bushy brunette, the dazed blonde, the redhead who spoke, and another redhead, who must have been his sister.

The brunette took a deep breath and said, "Okay, my name's Hermione Granger." The Granger's both gasped as they saw the sixteen-year-old version of their deceased daughter. Mrs. Granger rushed over and gave Hermione a huge hug.

"I'm Luna Lovegood, but you already know me." Her eyes widened when she saw her mother who had died when she was nine. "This isn't right, you're dead. Where's Dad?"

"He died when you were nine. He was looking for Crumple-Horned Snorkacks in the French Alps," Mrs. Lovegood said sadly.

The Weasley children, Hermione, Neville, and Isabelle all had to hide their laughter at the mention of the legendary Crumple-Horned Snorkacks. Some of the adults (James and Sirius) did too.

"I'm Ginny Weasley and this prat is my brother Ron," Ginny said, rolling her eyes at her brother, who was still trying to control his laughter. Molly rushed over to them and pulled them into the Weasley clan, hugging them both.

"You said that there were four," Remus pointed out, "Where are the other two?"

"I'm not letting them come yet," Hermione said, pulling away from her mother's grasp, "They need time to digest the information."

"Who are they?" Sirius asked, obviously annoyed.

"Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter." Lily, Alice, and Isabelle all gasped.

"Why can't they come?" Alice demanded.

"Because, they need to digest the information. They aren't ready for this yet," Hermione said, as calmly as she could.

"What? Are they incredibly thick or something?" James asked.

Ron and Ginny snorted as Hermione said, "No. But they can't come yet."

"Who gives you complete control over them?" Lily asked. James, Sirius, Remus and Isabelle all cringed, knowing Lily's redhead temper was starting to reveal itself. "It's not like you're their mother! We are! We are there family!"

Hermione's eyes narrowed and, in a very deadly voice, she said, "It's not as if they've ever had any."

Both mothers paled and James yelled, "Don't you talk to my wife like that!"

"Would you rather me lie and say that they lived a perfect life, with loving families? Fine, then you can deal with them when they see their either dead, non-existent, or insane families," Hermione said, her voice rising, "I'll go get them right now, if you want."

She turned on her heel and headed towards the door when it flung open, revealing a boy named Neville Longbottom. "Ron! Hermione! It's Harry! He's having a vision!" Neville panted, not noticing the variety of looks he received. All the people from his universe followed him, except Luna, who stayed to explain.

"Harry has a special connection to Lord Voldemort," She said, in her dreamy voice, "When he attacked sixteen years ago, he gave Harry part of him, taking some of Harry, to put it in simple terms. Ever since Voldemort's return, Harry gets visions. He has been using Occlumency to block it, ever since it led us to the Department of Mysteries, where Sirius died." She didn't even look over to Sirius, who was horrified that he died at such a rule-abiding place. "But, his guard wasn't up when we came here, so he's getting another vision. It has to be from our Voldemort, so I'm guessing he's finding out that we're gone. He'll be really mad, so don't get surprised if you hear Harry screaming like a maniac, and maybe saying some things about killing and such. It's normal when his shields aren't up."

Dumbledore asked, "Why would Voldemort be mad that you six are missing?"

"Well, Harry's at the top of Voldemort's hate list. If I were him, Harry would be at the top of mine too, because Harry's escaped from him five times already. That megalomaniac really wants to do him in. Also Neville because he shares the power with Harry to kill Voldemort. The rest of us are just under you, Professor, because we are friends with Harry, and have helped him a lot. I think the order is Ron, Hermione, Ginny, then me. Not that I'm all that sad."

The occupants just stared at Luna as if she had gone mad. Luna however reached her hand into the bowl containing Dumbledore's lemon drops, took one, and popped it in her mouth. "If you don't need me any more," She said, heading towards the door, "I'm going to help shut Harry up."

She left the office and headed towards the Room of Requirement. The other occupants followed her, but stopped outside the room. Harry's screams were nerve-wracking. "Where are you?" Harry yelled, "How did you just disappear? Crucio!" Lily fainted as she heard her son cast an Unforgivable Curse.

"Oh, don't worry, that's not Harry," Luna said, "Well, it is, but not really. Voldemort's possessing him right now. I'd better go help."

She entered the room and locked the door behind a terrified Madame Pomfrey. "Albus? What's wrong with that boy?" She gasped.

"He's being possessed," Dumbledore said, without his usual calm manor. There was true fright visible in his voice.

"Tell me where you are, you filthy mudblood!" Harry yelled, "Or can one of you blood traitors?"

"Damn it!" Ron's voice could be heard, "There aren't enough of us, he has too much control!"

Dumbledore, James, Sirius, Remus, Frank, Arthur, Bill, and Charlie all entered the room, ignoring all the protests. The people waiting outside the room could hear many voices call out, "STUPEFY!" They then heard a distinctable thud of someone hitting the ground.