"Lily," Remus started. "Do you think I might be able to borrow your notes from yesterday's classes? I was feeling under the weather yesterday and wasn't able to attend classes," he lied smoothly. Unbeknownst to Lily, Remus, or, "Moony", was having his 'time of month'.
"Sure Remus," Lily answered, starting to pile food onto her ivory colored plate. Lupin bowed his head in thanks, joining the gang in eating.
While the Gryffindors continued their talk, the Slytherins were basicly having a life or death conversation at their table.
At the end of their table Regulus Black, younger brother of Sirius by two years sat by one of his best friends, Severus Snape, seventh year.
"Do you reckon we should join him, Sev? I'm starting to think the life of a death eater is not all that it's cracked up to be. I mean, do you really want to follow that weirdo, he doesn't care what happens to his followers," Regulus Black rambled on, his grey eyes staring franticly into those of Snape. Snape just nodded understandingly, thinking hard.
Conversations went like this for a while, till a blinding white light shone near the head table. Talking stopped while everyone stretched their heads to see what it was.
Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, got up from his seat and walked over to where seven brightly colored books lay. Dumbledore cleared his throat then proceeded to read the note on the first book.
"Dear All of you,
Something big is about to happen so… were giving you a heads up.
P.S. Please gather the following people before proceeding to read all seven books in order: Orion Black, Walburga Black, Cygnus Black, Druella Black, Bellatrix Black, Andromeda Black, Narcissa Black, Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, Dorea Potter and Charlus Potter.
Sincerely, TRL, JSP, ASP, LLP, SM, RW, HW" he read.
"What," Sirius was the first to speak as he jumped out of his seat. Dumbledore snapped his finger conjuring up the people the letter mentioned, but Sirius didn't notice, for he just went on.
"Who do those people think they are inviting my family? My family is sick, twisted, crazy…" and on and on he went. The Blacks where near the entrance of the great hall, with their eyebrows raised at him. Everybody's eyes flickered from him, to the Blacks, then back to him. Bellatrix tilted her head, and then started walking up to him. "Stupid blood-purest, dark-lord crazed…" his voice died down as someone was tapping his shoulder, and judging from everybody's eyes, this wasn't going to turn out good. Slowly, he turned around, only to see the face of Bellatrix Black starring back at him.
"Hello cousin, you were saying?" she asked. Sirius was about to say a witty retort when another blinding shone, getting everyone's attention. A boy who shown a striking resemblance to James Potter stood up, fixing his worn glasses. He looked around the great hall only to draw out his wand.
"Couldn't a guy get a break? Its only been a week since the battle of Hogwarts," he muttered to himself, although everyone could hear him. He did a double take of everything, took off his glasses, cleaned them, and then placed them on his face only to see things haven't changed. "B-but your dead," he said pointing at Dumbledore.
"Are you delusional?" Bellatrix asked. Mystery boy looked at her, his eyes going wide.
"Who are you? Where did you take me?" questions spilt out of his mouth as he looked at everyone.
"I think the real question is, who are you?" Dumbledore spoke up, looking intently at the boy.
"Professor, don't you recognize me?" he asked, confused.
"Well I can't say I do, boy" he replied.
"It's me, Harry Potter." The boy replied. Everyone gasped at the name, and turned to look at the Potters who sat near James.
"Harry Potter? Do you happen to be related to James Potter by any chance?"
"He's my father," the boy replied. But before Dumbledore could say anything else, the bright light appeared once again, this time a whole group of people dropped in, in the same manner as Harry.
"It seems we have some time travelers along with the books. Please, state your name and where you're from, your parents as well, if there here." Dumbledore spoke, eyeing every one of them.
After looking at everyone, Harry spoke, "My name is Harry James Potter, parents are James Potter and Lily Evans, I'm from a week after the Battle of Hogwarts, around the end of my seventh year." Before anyone could say anything, James jumped up and started doing a sort of jig, shouting "I got Evans". Lily, on the other hand, was quite pale as she looked at the boy, Harry.
"You're my son?" she asked as everyone quieted down again. Harry just nodded his head.
"My name is Ron Weasley, my parents are Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley. From the same time as Harry," said a tall red-headed boy who stood next to Harry.
"Hermione Granger, both parents are muggles, same time as Harry and Ron," stated a once-bushy-haired-girl.
"Draco Malfoy," a pale, blonde said. This got the attention of Lucius Malfoy, who, along with the Blacks' and Lestranges', had taken a seat next to Regulus and Severus at the Slytherin table. "parents are Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black, same time as Potter over there," he motioned to Harry. Narcissa had a look of pure surprise, mixed with delight, while Bellatrix and Andromeda smiled knowingly at her.
"Ginny Weasley, parents are Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley. These are my older brothers George, Percy, Charlie and Bill, we are from Harry's time," a beautiful red haired girl spoke, pointing to each of her brothers as she named them off.
"Neville Longbottom, Parents are Frank Longbottom and Alice Prewitt. Same time as all of them," said a dark haired boy, gesturing to the ones who had already spoken. Frank and Alice both gasped, looked at each other, and blushed.
Another blinding white light came and went, in its place yet another note.
Now that everyone has had a chance to meet, on with the books.
"Well," Dumbledore's booming voice spoke up, "it looks like we have some books to read."