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Chapter 4

September 4, 1995

James woke up to the fluorescent light in his four poster bedroom. At first, he wondered why his trunk wasn't lying next to his bed. Then, he realized that what just happened wasn't a dream. He was trapped in 1995 with his future parents. He sighed exhaustingly.

When he sat up, he witnessed Seamus Finnegan already in his robes, gathering up his books. Did he wake up late? But then he noticed everyone sleeping peacefully. He couldn't sleep anymore, so he lazily staggered to the boys' bathroom.

When he entered, he caught sight of Harry and Ron at the sinks. James walked over to them and washed his face, slowly waking up. Ron ad Harry both looked pretty depressed, so he decided not to bother them. Was he actually trying to be considerate? Wow, the 90's really are changing him.

As he walked into the bedroom again, he heard Harry yell," Does he think he'll turn into a nutter if he stays in a room with me too long?" Was that meant towards him? What had he done wrong? But a second later, Seamus flew out of the door and was soon followed by Dean Thomas. Ron and the other boy looked at Harry conspiratorially.

James silently bent down to his trunk, which suddenly appeared minutes after he woke up. Dumbledore must have magically summoned it. When he opened it, he realized that he no longer possessed his invisibility cloak or his marauder's map. He grunted in annoyance.

"Something wrong?" a boy asked shyly.

"No. But what was Harry so angry about before?" he asked, when he saw that Harry and Ron were now gone.

"Oh. Harry and Seamus had a fight about Seamus not believing that You-Know-Who's back," he answered.

"You-Know-Who? Oh, you mean Voldemort." The boy flinched. James forgot that Voldemort wasn't yet defeated by his Uncle Harry. But why didn't anyone believe Harry yet? "Say, what's your name?" James asked curiously.

"Neville Longbottom," the boy replied, much to James' shock. This timid, anxious boy was Professor Longbottom, the slayer of Nagini, head of Hufflepuff, father of Alice Longbottom and, mind you, James' future father - in – law.

"Well then, I'm Ja – John Peters, from Durmstrang. Nice to meet you," James introduced, offering his hand. Neville shook it enthusiastically, happy to make a friend.

Together, they exited the room and set off to the Great Hall.

Teddy sat at the Head Table, nervously biting his fingernails. He sat between Headmistress McGonagall, or now Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick. Was that man ever going to retire?

Since the full moon was in three days, Teddy felt a bit nauseous, as usual. Even though he wasn't a werewolf, he still goes through unspeakable pain on the full moon. So, he just sat there, unable to eat any food.

"So, Albus tells me that you are a new member of the Order," McGonagall whispered to him. He looked at her questioningly until he realized that she meant the legendary Order of the Phoenix. For Teddy to be known as part of that was an immense honor.

"Oh. Yeah," he replied lamely.

"Well, I advise you to be aware that many students here are accusing Harry Potter of lying about You-Know-Who's return. There is a slight chance that Potter might be a bit…uneasy."

"Oh, is that so? Well, thank you for advising me, Professor," he thanked.

"Minerva's fine," she said, taking a bite of a muffin. He nodded. When Teddy glanced at the Gryffindor table, he saw Al, Rosie and Lily sitting and chatting at ease with Hermione, Harry, Ron, George and was that…George's twin. It was, wasn't it? It was Fred. He frowned.

Then, he saw James and another boy walk in together and sit down next to their seats saved by Albus. Was that Neville Longbottom? He slumped in his seat in disbelief. This day couldn't get any weirder.

James sat next to Albus and Neville squeezed in next to him. Rose, Lily and Albus looked at the boy questioningly.

"Everyone, this is Neville Longbottom," James introduced with a meaningful expression. Their eyes widened at the boy. Neville wondered why all of the new kids kept on doing that?

"Hi, Neville," all of them greeted at once. Neville smiled back. Rose continued having a conversation about arithmancy with her future mother. Albus and Lily silently ate their food in an awkward silence. At the Hufflepuff table, Alice was smiling and talking with her mother, Hannah Abbott. At the Slytherin table, Scorpius was chatting with his father, Draco, and his clique.

When James looked up at the Head Table, he saw Teddy slumping in his chair, unable to eat anything. He realized that Teddy was the only time traveler who was parent-less. Then again, he was always parent-less since he was 6 months. James pitied him until he just realized something. How stupid could he have been to not realize that if Albus Dumbledore was still alive, surely Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks was too. James grinned mischievously.

"What are you smiling about?" asked Neville, taking a gulp of his pumpkin juice.

"Hey, didn't you have a DADA professor who was a, you know, a werewolf?" James questioned tentatively.

"How did you know that?" Neville asked, surprised.

"Rumors," James responded easily.

"Oh, well, yeah. But I assure you that Professor Lupin was the best professor that we ever had," Neville stated confidently. James liked this kid even more now.

"Yes, well, do you know where he is now?"

"Not sure. I think Harry knows though. They seemed pretty close in our third year," Neville answered thoughtfully. James nodded. Looks like James was going to have a little chat with his dear father. This was going to be fun.

A few minutes later, they all went in their separate ways.

Teddy tapped his for nervously as he waited for his first class to arrive. He was extremely nervous because today, he would have to teach his godfather along with his favorite aunt and uncle. Anyone in the future would have burst out laughing of the thought of him teaching the famous Harry Potter how to cast spells.

Gradually, students filled the room. Teddy recognized Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and of course, James Potter. "Everyone, please be seated," he stated, avoiding everyone's gaze. He turned around and wrote his name on the board, careful to write Lawrence instead of Lupin. He put the chalk down and finally faced the students.

"My name is Ted Lawrence. You will address me as Professor Lawrence. And I am now your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Any questions?" he demanded confidently. Only James knew that Teddy was silently freaking out inside.

Of course, to Teddy's luck, Hermione Granger had to be the only one to raise her hand. He pointed at her. "Miss Granger."

At first, she blushed in surprise to the fact that he already knew her name. She cleared her throat. "Er, I already read the book that you told us to buy, sir, and I couldn't help but notice that there isn't anything in here about using magic," she explained politely.

"Oh, is that so?" Teddy said. He forgot about textbooks. The professor beforehand must have given a different set of textbooks. "Well, that's okay. Due to the, er, complications that we are going through this year…I will be teaching you defense spells like the Patronus charm and the Unforgivable curses."

Another student raised her hand. "Yes, Miss…" he started.

"Patil, sir. We already covered Unforgivables last year," she informed him. He raised his eyebrow. Why did they learn Unforgivable curses at such a young age? Then he remembered that they had that nutter Death Eater as a teacher last year.

"Well, did you all succeed at using and restraining the curses?" They all looked at each other and then at Harry. Harry looked down at his desk, being modest as always. Teddy smiled. "Well then, we shall see to that, then."

"Everyone, take out your wands if they aren't out already," he commanded. They all obliged and saw relieved when he actually saw Harry, Ron and Hermione's eager faces. "Ok, I suppose you all know what the three Unforgivable curses are. Either way, can someone tell me what they are?"

Everyone raised their hands. "Mr.…" Teddy started, pointing another unknown boy.

"Thomas. There is the Imperius curse which persuades a person to be under the caster's control. A person with a great deal of strength can resist it," he started, his eyes flickering to Harry before continuing. "The Cruciatus curse inflicts excruciating pain on to whomever the caster casting it on. Lastly, there is the Killing Curse which can kill anyone that the caster intends to kill," he finished quietly.

"Very good, Mr. Thomas," he approved. "But there is one more thing that you forgot to add. Whenever you have to use an Unforgivable curse, you have to always mean it." He remembered how his godfather had always told him that.

"Now, I want you all to a grab a partner and practice casting and restraining the Imperius curse," he dictated. Everyone stood up and got a partner. Harry and Ron, of course, partnered together which left Hermione alone. So, James came to the rescue.

"Would you like to be my partner?" James asked politely to Hermione. She blushed furiously.

"Yeah, sure," she stammered. James found her behavior towards him quite amusing. Usually, Aunt Hermione was teaming up with his mom to scold him for a prank that he had just did. Then, after they leave, Uncle Ron and his dad would congratulate him on being a true Marauder. Wow, he never that he's say this, but he missed his parents.

James and Hermione stood across from each other, their wands ready. James counted to three and shouted, "Imperio!" He had his aunt under his full control. He contemplated hard on what to do. Then, he looked at Harry and Ron who were oblivious to Hermione. He smiled cheekily.

Kiss Ron, he thought. She slowly stumbled towards Ron. Her thoughts were completely confusing. Was she about to kiss Ron? Did she want to kiss Ron? A part of her did and another part of her didn't know what she wanted. But it was too late, their faces were inches away and Ron was staring at her, wide-eyed.

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