Update: Okay so its February 22, 2010 now, I'm rewriting this story, at first I was just gonna touch this one up but then I realized I wanna rewrite it. So thats happening now. I'm going to be keeping this version up for a while though. The updated version will be up in a little while, I wanna finish the first few chapters before I post anything up.

AN: Hello people, this is my first attempt at a story with Harry in it, woot go me. Um, this is an AU so information will be changed to fit it. It takes place in the middle of the fifth book just so ya know. And it does include my OC's but fear not they are not Mary-Sues. I've written them for over a year in 'From Beginning to End' and I have never had one Sue warning or even a mention of one. And if you want to know more about them, and you haven't read my other story go to my profile i have the marauderetts profiles in there. I'm sorry if people are OOC but like I said, first attempt at writing Harry, Ron and Hermione. I'm more of a marauders kinda girl.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, I would like to own Remus though… But alas I don't, so don't yell at me.

Parallel Universe

In the kitchen of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place sat Harry with Hermione and Ron at his sides. She was trying to help them with their potions homework, it had been assigned for spring break but of course the boys hadn't gotten to it yet. Even Hermione was showing signs that it was a difficult assignment, they wouldn't be surprised if Snape gave them something more complicated than what he gave everyone else. He never seemed to like the muggle born students and he held a grudge against those who weren't Slytherin but that was nothing compared to the way he treated Harry, Ron and Hermione, they got a special hatred.

With a groan Hermione foldered her arms on the table and rested her head in them. The boys were really being difficult here, sure, it was a complicated potion but it wasn't that hard, really.

"Okay," she said once more lifting her head. "Look, you chop the roots one inch thick, drop two in at a time, stir counter clock wise for thirty seconds, then start stirring clock wise for thirty seconds and while you're stirring clock wise drop in both toad stools, then add in the leaves in one at a time, made sure you count out one second, and only one, in between– "

"Wait, wait, what happens after then clock wise thing?" Ron asked stopping her mid-sentence as he scribbled in his notebook.

"Oh!" She exclaimed and leaned back against the chair. "This is not that complicated! It's just some simple memorization, why can't you grasp this?"

"'Cause it's potions?" Harry tried and she rolled her eyes.

They heard footsteps down the hall, the trio looked up just in time to see the two remaining marauders walk in the kitchen both grinning from something that had been said between them earlier.

"Could you two try to knock some sense into these two?" Hermione asked motioning toward Ron and Harry. "They can't understand their homework and its getting rather infuriating."

Remus leaned over the table to get a peek at the homework, after a moment he raised his brows and let out a long heavy sigh. "I'm afraid I'll have to loan Padfoot to you, he was always the smart one in potions. Never was my best subject." He grinned faintly.

"But you're a professor." Ron said.

He held up a hand to stop him. "Was, mind you, and need I remind you I was a Defense professor. Aren't I allowed to be bad at a subject?" He said and walked over to the kettle to pour some hot water for tea.

Ron glared, seeing his point but not willing to give in. "No," he retorted stubbornly. "You aren't allowed to have a bad subject."

Sirius leaned over and studied the parchment on the table for a moment before snorting. "Well this ones easy, I'm surprised its giving you trouble. I was working on things like this when I was in my second year."

"B-but this is a fifth year potions paper!" Hermione said with wide eyes.

Sirius grinned wickedly. "I was smart."

They heard a huff from Remus as he finished pouring his tea. "Key word: was." He said walking over to them with a steaming cup of tea in his hands

Sirius scowled. "Shut up, wolfboy."

Remus mirrored the face. "Mangy mutt." He shot back.

"Dog face."

"I'm not the dog here."

"Are they always like this?" Hermione asked leaning over to Harry who was around the two much more than she was.

"Pretty much." He laughed.

The two continued to fire insults back at one another for some time. Eventually it began getting tiresome as well as physically violet when Sirius shoved Remus' shoulder.

Harry cleared his throat. "Um, excuse me?" They both looked at him. "We do have homework that we need help with."

"I'll handle this one Moony." Sirius said and patted his friend on the back harder than was necessary. "You go, make out with Andy."

Remus rolled his eyes and left the room shoving his hands into the pockets of his robe. Sirius watched his go for a moment and shrugged. Turning back to the teenagers he pulled the book and paper toward him and began explaining the potions homework to them. They hardly got anything done at all, this would take some time.

Some hours later Sirius finished the extensive homework and with a moaned trudged up to his room. He finally drilled the potion ingredients into the boy's heads, Hermione had been picking it up fairly quickly. But then when they moved onto their other homework asked him a simple question about transfiguration he shook his head and left saying that was always Prongs' strong point. Remus had defense, Sirius had potions, James had transfiguration and Peter had Herbology. That was how it went and that was how it would always go.

The three Gryffindors sat at the table drinking the butterbeer that Molly had brought down for them while they were doing homework. She said they were trying to hard and needed a break, and they were glad to take one, a very long one. They would have to start up with their work again but not now, now they had other things on their minds.

"Check mate." Ron said and one of his knights demolished Harry's queen.

"Oh come on…" Harry said and leaned back in his chair sighing. "This is stupid." He took all the pieces and began putting them away.

"Don't be a sore loser, Harry." Ron said smirking.

Hermione rolled here eyes as she watched the two boys battle it out. "I say we should get back to work, we still have transfiguration to do, you know." She said.

"But 'Mione, we still have days until we go back to Hogwarts. Can't we do it then? Like a normal person?" Ron protested.

"Fine," she said. "You can do it last minute, but I will be in my room working on it." She gathered her books and quill in her arms slightly awkwardly and headed up the stairs to her and Ginny's room. The young red head was sure to be up there and Hermione was positive shewould get some work done with Ginny there as she knew Ginny was also working on her homework.

As she stalked off to her room she past Heather and Andy walking down the stairs and into the kitchen for a snack. They walked in and raised an eyebrow at the two boys.

"What'd you do?" Andy asked with as she sat down at the table.

"Absolutely nothing." Harry said and folded his arms.

"Well you must have done something." Heather said from the refrigerator, she was taking out the milk preparing to pour herself some.

"We did nothing." Harry insisted.

"Fine, have it your way." She said. "You guys seen Laura? We can't find her and we need to converse with her about a few things."

"No, maybe she's up in Sirius's room." Harry responded shrugging.

Andy scrunched up her nose. "Ew, don't wanna walk in there." She grunted and propped her feet up on the chair next to her. "Heaaaatherrrrrr." She drawled.

Hether sighed and turned around to face her with an arched eyebrow. "Yes?"

Andy tipped her head back over the chair and looked at Heather upside down. A slow smirk appeared across her face. "Make me food."

"No, make your own bloody food. I'm not your slave."

"My food's not bloody, I'm not a vampire." She quipped.

Heather rolled her eyes at Andy's childish attitude, she was thirty five and yet she still acted like a teenager. "What is so hard about making a sandwich?" She asked turning around back to the refrigerator and taking a loaf of bread out.

"I don't want a sandwich."

Heather dropped the bread and turned around. "Well then what does the oh so Amazing Andy want?"

"I dunno."

Heather sighed in frustration. "See what I have to go through?" She asked the boys. "Ever since second year, this little bitch hasn't shut up."

"Hey!" Andy laughed. "Call me that again and I will make sure you can't call me that for a long, long while." Andy threatened cracking her knuckles with a small smile.

Heather put up her hands in defense. "Whatever, but know you make your own lunch." She said and sat down at the table. "So what're you two up too?"

"Well we were playing chess but now I suppose we have to do homework." Harry grumbled, not at all happy about the homework part.

"What kinda homework?" Andy asked lifting up the book to see the cover.

"Well we were doing potions –" The girls moaned. "And now transfiguration."

"Well that might be fun, it was fun to change stuff into other stuff."

"Yeah, except you really didn't change anything into what you were supposed to." Heather laughed.

"Like you ever did?" Andy asked with a smile on. "Well I guess we'll leave you two to do your homework now." Andy said and grabbed an apple off the fruit bowl in the table. "Maybe we outta go find Laura for all we know she's not even here, it's not as easy to keep tabs on her like it was back in school."

"Good luck." Ron said and both girls walked out of the back and to the sitting room where there was another staircase closer to Sirius's room.

We're never going to get our work done under these conditions, all these interruptions can't be good for our concentration." Harry said turning to Ron with an evil smirk on one could only obtain by being a marauders child.

"You're right, Harry, I say we go play a little Quidditch with Fred, George, Ginny, and maybe some of the others would like to join us." Ron said .

"Good idea." He replied and the boys closed their books shut and ran off upstairs to find the pranksters.

Elsewhere in the wizarding world there was a man sitting in a large chair with a long serpent slithering around it near his head. His face was hidden in shadow, for the only light being given was from the fireplace, but from his hands which gripped the arms of the chair you could see his pale complexion and pasty skin that seemed stretched over his bones like plastic.

There was a noise from down the hall and seconds later a short man came stumbling into the room. He settled himself beside the chair bowing and breathing rapidly. "You called f – for me, My Lord?" He asked in a mousy voice. He too was hidden in shadow of the room.

"Now, Wormtail, no need to be nervous. How long have you served me? How long have you remained loyal to me?" he asked.

"Many years, My Lord, I will always remain loyal to you, My Lord."

"Good, have you ever heard of a parallel universe Wormtail?" He asked in a slow voice that would send a shiver up your spine.

The man raised his head slightly. "No, My Lord."

"It is a different world; there are many of them, thousands in fact. Things are different in them, different personalities, different order of births, different circumstances… Sometimes it's only the slightest change hardly anything would be different at all; things would stay generally the same. But sometimes, the changes are so vast and extraordinary everything changes, almost nothing is the same. Although people may stay the same, they may have been born one hundred years before they would have been here, they may have been put in different circumstances to change them. But people never change…"

"I understand, My Lord."

"Do you know why I'm telling you this, Wormtail?" Voldemort asked.

"N – No, My Lord." Wormtail stuttered as if he was afraid saying no would have him killed.

"I am going to dispose of Potter. Permanently. He has caused too much trouble for me. I can get my strength in other, better, ways without him here. He is becoming too much of a hasstle for me, especially with that old, useless wizard Dumbledore around. I am going to send Harry Potter into a parallel universe. One that is so different he will have no chance of ever escaping… Ever." He smiled a disturbing smile and his snake slithered down beside him.

Behind him Wormtail too smiled. "What would you have me do, My Lord?" He asked.

"Gather the Death Eaters; I will be in need of their power."

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