Chapter 7 Time Window

A/N: Yesterday night, I logged onto my gmail account. As usual, amidst a huge string of my school and work emails, fanfiction emails were sparsely spread all over the page. I had to ignore most of the fanfiction emails, since I had a lot to do with school (I know it's summer holz, but that doesn't mean no work from school) and work stuff (I'm doing the artwork design of a book). But there was one very different email. Not a chapter alert, not a review or favorite story alert. But a private message from yamiyugi23, asking me if I were alive. I HAD to laugh out loud. It was the first time ever anyone asked me that. And it made me smile. The whole night. It made me feel 'important' and 'liked'. It felt really good. AND I know I've been neglecting my readers for too long, and I've been really cruel. So, even though I had to finish all my design layouts by the end of this week, I thought that for all you fans of BID, I'll take out 2 hours of my time, and write a chapter. And not just a simple, short chapter just to say 'People, I've updated' but a long, a little more action-filled chapter.

I'm sorry, all of you for not updating until now. I hope you'll like this chapter. And for all those who have waited a hell lotta time for this chapter, should seriously thank yamiyugi23, who practically MADE me update this chapter. xDDD So, yamiyugi23, this chapter is dedicated to you. As well as all my loyal readers.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to JK Rowling.

August, 1997. HARRY'S ERA.

'Well… this is certainly an… uh… interesting development,' Ginny commented.

In front of her, sitting on the floor, are two fully-grown seventeen-year-old boys, one with black, messy hair and one with flaming red hair. They were both in standard black wizards' cloak. At first, they have been unconscious. But after a couple of hours, they just sat up, and started crying. It took Hermione and Ginny all their might to calm them down. And now, Hermione, Neville, Ginny and Luna just stared at their friends (or boyfriends for some) with amusement and disbelief.

The black-haired one started to drool all over his cloak, who also seemed fascinated by his full-grown body, and chuckled (in his deep vo ice) and clapped like a baby boy who was given his favorite blankie…

The red-haired baby was more engrossed by his 'unusually'-long thumb, and started sucking it, as if it were the most delicious candy in the world.

'I certainly expected their one-year-old souls to be transferred here… but this is just plain weird,' stated Hermione.

'Maybe they need some Nargle Garlic over them to make them feel better,' Luna said in her dreamy voice.

'What's a Nargle Garlic?' asked Neville.

'Well… at least we know one thing for sure. Harry and Ron made it there successfully. That means we have to be fully prepared now as they will be performing the Time Window Spell any moment,' Hermione ordered.

'Yes… I hope they're al…' Ginny stopped in mid-sentence, and started sniffing, 'What's that smell?'

Just then, Ron started crying, followed by Harry.

'Please don't tell me it's what I think!' Ginny cried.

'I'll get the Nargle Garlic now!' Luna hurried off.

'Luna, I don't think we need… that… right now…' Hermione said weakly, 'What we need is a diaper change…'

'But they don't have diapers on… EW! I'm not going near the little nasty thing!' Ginny said.

'We're all girls, you know, we can't change their underpants…' Luna reasoned.

The three of them turned, and looked at Neville.

'Why does it always have to be me?' Neville asked.

August, 1981. MARAUDERS' ERA

To say everyone was shocked would be making the understatement of the century.

It took nearly hour to convince everyone they're not Death Eaters. Particularly Mad-Eye Moody. 'DEATH EATER, PREPARE TO DIE!' was the first phrase anyone could utter after Harry spoke.

Then it took another hour to confirm Harry's identity. They fired questions and questions at him. 'How did James sneak to the kitchen without being caught?' was the only sensible question, which was asked by Remus. Finally, Sirius ended the interrogation by saying, 'He knew why your name was Prongs, Prongs.'

Afterwards, it took yet another hour to confirm Ron's identity this time. Again, they bombarded him with questions. 'What is Arthur's life ambition?' was one of the more normal ones, in which Ron answered 'Something about discovering how Muggles fly'. Though at that period of time, Mr. Weasley's life ambition was to know how Muggles use automobiles, as soon as Ron gave his answer, Mr. Weasley got excited and declared his new life ambition.

And then, it still hadn't end yet, it took an hour for the Potter family and Weasley clan to embrace each other, and ask even more questions. Some (particularly Lily and James) tried to ask about the future, in which Harry could not answer. ('What house are you in?'; 'Do you have a girlfriend?')

It took an hour and a half to explain how they came here, (note: half hour to convince people they were not using Dark Magic), and they were to use the Time Window Spell to contact the future. When they mentioned they were to use Sirius' wand to perform that. The entire conversation turned back to whether they were Death Eaters or not…

August, 1997. HARRY'S ERA

Little did they know, it took even more time for the wizards and witches to figure out what they should do to clean the poop up.

Neville stood in front his two dorm mates, gulping. He practiced using the Scourgify spell on inanimate objects, which KIND OF worked. Now he just had to clean their pants… and butts.

Hermione was trying transfigure some clothes into reusable diapers, for Harry and Ron's use.

Harry and Ron just kept crying and crying, and nobody knew what to do really… Ginny and Luna tried to make some baby food, which turned out to be some greenish gooey things, and Hermione convinced them not to let them eat it, and asked for some milk instead; while Neville was still concentrating on cleaning the poop.

August, 1981. MARAUDERS' ERA

All in all, it took 7 hours and 58 minutes for them to settle down in the Order meeting room, and finally, they were set to cast the spell.

Peter Pettigrew had to excuse himself from the meeting because of his 'mother's condition'. No one could see him scratching his left arm though. But he had left somewhere within the 7 hours and 58 minutes time span.

Also within the 7 hours and 58 minutes time span, the other parents had put their children into bed, though with a lot of arguing (thanks to the twins), and shouting, and yelling, they finally settled down for the night.

At last, after 7 hours and 58 minutes, (Did I mention the extra 25 minutes of fussing by the two mothers?) Harry and Ron had their hands on Sirius' wand, and together they shouted, 'Scegliere Finestra Harry'.

Harry's eyes turned purple. While Ron still held on the wand. The minds of both Harrys connected, with the older soul taking control of the one-year-old one. Harry could see into the future in his heads now, however, he couldn't exactly control his body in the future, but he could speak through the connected minds. As instructed, James cast another spell on Harry- 'Legimens Projecto', so that the people in the room can see the images in Harry's mind eye, like a screen show, really.

As soon as Harry opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Neville bending over his lower part. And Harry screamed in his mind's head, 'NEVILLE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?'

August, 1997. HARRY'S ERA

Hermione felt a jolt in her head. And immediately knew the Time Window Spell was working. Drat, what good timing! She thought as she looked at the disastrous room around her. She had no choice but to also cast the 'Legimens Projecto' spell.

Now both eras, can see clearly into the future/past in a fairly big projector-like screen on the wall.

Harry's mind-voice sounded clearly across the room, 'NEVILLE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?'

Neville cried of shock and stumbled back, hitting Ron with the Scourgify spell on his face. The Ron in that era clapped and clearly wanted more soapy bubbles.

'I was cleaning your poop!' Neville said, 'Nothing personal, really, I swear!'

August, 1981. MARAUDERS' ERA

Everyone's jaws dropped to the floor.

Alice just stared at the round-faced, grown-up Neville.

'Is that my son…?' Frank said weakly.

On the screen, they saw a bushy-headed girl appear in front of Harry.

'Good evening, I assume, everyone. I am Hermione Granger, a friend of Harry and Ron. And I am now at the present Order of Phoenix headquarters in London. You see, last week, the Hogwarts' Castle have been completely raided by Death Eaters, our Order members diminished drastically. Basically we're the only ones left.'

The entire room fell silent. As they registered Hermione's word, not only did that mean the Death Eaters reigned in the future, it also meant that most of them were dead by that time.

'We've worked out this soul transference deal in hopes to save innocent and brave lives were lost in the Battle. In order to do so, we have to defeat Voldemort.'

Gasps were audible in that room. The girl, most possibly muggle-born, said You-know-who's name out loud.

Harry said, (or thought, more precisely), 'Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself, someone very wise once told me that.'

Lily wiped her eyes and whispered to James, 'Our baby boy is so grown-up and so mature…'

Hermione continued on-screen, 'Yes, indeed, speaking of that person, we would like to see Professor Dumbledore, please.'

'You mean… Dumbledore's also… gone?' Remus asked.

'Not yet.' The door opened, and in walked Dumbledore.

August, 1997. HARRY'S ERA

Harry saw from his mind, two separate screens, just like tv-in-tv. One of the present, and one of the past. Or one of the future, one of the present. From whichever point of view.

As Harry saw Dumbledore coming into the room, he felt safe and relief. His presence seem to give everyone hope and fire.

'Professor!' Harry, Neville and Hermione said together.

Dumbledore chuckled on the screen, 'This is all very interesting and intelligent, I might say. Unfortunately, I do not know you all. Would you mind introducing yourselves?'

Neville stood and said, 'I'm Neville Longbottom. Son of Alice and Frank Longbottom.'

Neville heard someone shuffle to the front, and saw his parents coming forward to the screen. Alice Longbottom said, 'Oh Neville! How much you've grown! I'm so proud of you, my love!'

Frank put his arms around his wife and baby, 'Right on, son! You're making your old man proud. I love you, son!'

Neville said, 'Mother? Father?', and felt tears coming, seeing Hermione's look, he kept it in, and settled with 'Thank you so much!'

Hermione stepped forward next, and introduced again, 'I'm Hermione Granger, you wouldn't know me as I'm a muggle-born.'

'She sounds a bit like Lilyflower, eh?' Sirius sniggered on-screen.

'Sirius, be more serious!' Lily scolded on-screen.

But everyone laughed, and the mood became a tad bit lighter.

'I'm Harry James Potter, son of James and Lily Potter.' Harry thought out loud, literally.

'My little Pronglet!' James said proudly.

Dumbledore nodded on-screen, and looked over to Ron, who was drooling on his cloak.

A small voice arose on the screen, 'I'm Ron Weasley, son of Molly and Arthur Weasley, and no, I'm not actually a baby, but a 17-year-old trapped in a 1-year-old body.'

Hermione looked over and said, 'RON! I thought you weren't able to appear on-screen! But good thing you could! I'm so happy you're alright… and Harry too of course!'

Dumbledore chuckled again, and said, 'Young love.'

Hermione blushed and fake-coughed. Just then Ginny and Luna burst into the room.

'So, we got the mil… You've started and haven't called me!' Ginny yelled.

'Um… Ginny, Luna, please meet the older Order members,' Hermione introduced.

Dumbledore on-screen asked, 'And who are you two?'

'Professor! It's so good to see you! I'm Ginny Weasley… MOM! DAD!' Ginny shouted as she spotted her parents on the screen.

Molly and Arthur Weasley were stunned. First, their son then their daughter. But boy, Ginny had grown into a gorgeous red-haired beauty.

'Ginny, is that really you?' Arthur stuttered.

'Oh, I love you so much! And I miss you a lot… Wait. Is that Ron? ICKLE RONNIEKINS! YOU LOOK SO ADORABLE!' Ginny cried happily, 'Where's Harry? I want to see him!'

'Unfortunately for you, Ginny, Harry's using his eyes to see through both dimensions, so you can't see himself,' Hermione explained.

'Oh…'

August, 1981. MARAUDERS' ERA

'Ginny, oh, how great it is to see you're still safe,' Harry thought.

Sirius suddenly barked a laugh, 'What's with Potter men and red heads?'

James caught on immediately and said, 'Well… they look awesome together I believe… Good on, Harry! Such a gorgeous girlfriend too!'

Lily smacked James' arm playfully, 'James, you too, be serious. Although I'm sure they'll look cute together.'

The adults' bickering continued, while the kids blushed like mad on the screen.

The blond-haired girl stepped forward this time.

'This is absolutely fascinating. I don't see any nargles though… oh well… I am Luna Lovegood,' Luna introduced herself.

'Yes, and after all the introductions, I believe we should get back to the serious stuff,' Hermione proposed on-screen.

Lily immediately sat up, and said, 'Yes, we should.'

'I don't know if Professor Dumbledore figured out how Voldemort stays immortal yet… But I'm going to tell his theory right now. However, before you do that, I would like you all to swear an Unbreakable Vow that you wouldn't disclose this information to any other outside this room,' Hermione said.

'Some members have left due to their own duties,' James explained, 'We have to inform them of the information.'

'No, what Miss Granger is going to say, I'm sure would be better if less ears come across it, am I right?' Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, as he said that.

'Yes,' Hermione said on-screen, 'It would be better if only people in this room know about this, I can trust everyone here.'

After a while, Dumbledore continued, 'Miss Granger, please proceed with your… of perhaps, MY, theory then.' Dumbledore looked at Hermione on the screen, with knowing eyes.

'Do you all know anything about horcruxes?'

August, 1981. Death Eaters. (A/N: My favorite people in the world. I'm serious.)

'Are you positive, Wormtail?'

'Y... yes.'

'Soul transference... interesting... you know what that means, my loyal Death Eaters?'

A/N: Sorry... it's STILL a cliffie. I know it's kinda messy. With all the 1981/1997 interaction. I HOPE you could see the entire scene as I did in my head. Also, please ignore the grammatical errors you've spotted. I only had two hours to write. Oh well. Reviewssssssssssss, ppl. If you want me to update faster ;) G~