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"So, you mind telling us what happened at quidditch try-outs, 'Mione?" Harry asked, arm wrapped around Luna's shoulders.
Hermione huffed. "I told you, I don't want to talk about it."
"Well," Draco said, watching the path beneath his feet, "I gave you two weeks to explain to Harry why you let McLaggen beat Weasley. That's all the time you get."
"What are you talking about?" Harry scowled, eyes resolutely facing forward. They walked down toward Hogsmeade for another double date. It was a breezy fall day, and the four hadn't gotten to see as much of each other as they would have liked, especially with Luna's constant studying for OWLs.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Remember those private lessons with Uncle Sev?"
"Yeah," Harry said, brow quirking. "What's this have to do with Hermione?" He blanched. "Did he give you the talk, too?"
"No," Draco paused. "Well, yes, but years ago. Not the point. He taught me legilimency."
"Wait? He taught you legilimency before occlumency?"
Draco sighed. "He taught me occlumency last time around. It takes him an hour to get through my defenses."
"It takes 'Mione all of five seconds."
"Shut up." Draco punched his godbrother's shoulder. "Anyway, I figured I'd try it out on the weak minds first."
"So, you saw a lot of quidditch and make-up?"
"No. Well, yes, but that's not the point. I tried it on Weasley."
"Which one?" Harry's eyes widened. "Wait, there's only one now, isn't there? Dang it, I'm so used to a gaggle of Weasleys. It's hard to imagine just one."
Luna chuckled. "I'm pretty sure that's what Molly said."
Draco huffed. "Do you want to hear what I saw or not?"
"Well, knowing Ron, it was probably more quidditch."
"No. Well, yes, but not in the way you would think."
"Does it have to do with Hermione…did he imagine her naked?"
Hermione's jaw dropped. "Ew, no. He'd be dead if he did."
"If it has anything to do with Krum, I'm leaving."
"Harry," Draco said, rubbing his eyes, "he was planning on ways to throw the game so that you'd fall."
Harry's jaw dropped. "Doesn't he realize that could hurt someone?"
Hermione slapped him upside the head. "No duh, genius. He's trying to kill you."
"Oh," Harry frowned. "Well, to be fair, I did kill his sister."
"Not on purpose."
"But without me…"
"She'd be dead. He'd be dead. The whole wizarding world would be dead."
"Can we talk about something else?" Luna asked, gazing at the grey sky. "All this death is turning the sky sad."
Turning the sky sad, Draco mouthed to Harry.
"I'm sorry, love. No more death talk for today." Harry kissed her hair.
"The Three Broomsticks?" Hermione asked as they walked through the gate.
"Either that or Madame Puddifoots, and I think we all agree that one of Uncle Sev's death eater parties is better than that place." Draco shook his head. "No appreciation for the different colors of black."
Luna's eyes jumped to the boy. "But please, just for a minute. I have a friend I promised I would say hi to."
Draco huffed. "But…" The girl stared at him, her eyes sparkling. "Fine. Two minutes only."
The four headed down to the peptobismal pink building. Both boys scowled, huffing. Hermione's smile brightened as they readied themselves to walk in. This wasn't going to be two minutes. The girls would pull this out for ages. Whatever friend Luna had to see, was she really that important that the boys had to lose their manliness for the day?
Draco opened the door and let the two ladies through, gesturing for Harry to enter, as well. Upon closing the door, both boys' eyes widened. Their jaws dropped to the floor.
"Uncle Sev?" Both gasped in unison.
Sitting in the center, surrounded by empty tables, was Severus Snape.
"Tonks," Luna said, smiling. She ran to hug the witch.
Harry and Draco's smiles widened. Severus blanched.
"Uncle Sev, what are you doing here?" Draco asked, pulling up a chair.
Severus turned to his date. "Dora, you promised me no one would ever find out."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know Luna would bring your entire fan club." The metamorphagus winked. "Of course, those unruly fans can sniff their way to any celebrity."
"Yes, unruly fans."
"What's this about fans, Uncle Sev?" Harry asked, taking a seat and pulling it up next to Draco. Luna grabbed a seat and sat next to Tonks, leaving Hermione standing there, speechless.
"Nothing," Severus said, rubbing his face. "Don't you four have a prank shop to be at or something?"
"Well, I kinda promised my godfather I wouldn't go to those anymore," Draco said cheekily.
"And I promised my godfather I'd have lunch with him." Harry winked.
"Ah, where is Black, then?" Severus asked, scowling.
"Oh, you didn't get the memo? You're godfather today. He's godfather tomorrow."
"We have a schedule now, do we?"
Harry smiled. "Well, you don't want to be overly god-fathered. I mean, that can cause strange effects like broom closeting."
Tonks' brow furrowed. "What's broom closeting?"
"It's our new euphemism for 'unplanned pregnancies'," Hermione said, sighing. "Also known as 'the Sirius Effect'."
"Wait, what?"
Severus smirked. "Oh, I didn't tell you that, dear? Your cousin is expecting."
"Expecting what? A puppy? A leprechaun?"
"A baby, dear."
Draco and Harry smiled, locking eyes. 'Dear' Draco mouthed. Harry snickered.
"Don't you two have a detention to be at?" Severus asked.
"I don't, I don't think so."
"Well, you should probably leave before I find a reason for you to be in one."
Harry stood up. "That's abuse of your office."
"My office as what? Your professor? Your godfather?"
"Actually," Tonks said, "I think we're the ones abusing his office."
"Ew," both boys said in unison.
Severus smirked again. "Now, now, boys. Don't make me talk to you again."
Draco jumped to his feet. "I don't need that three times." He looked at his watch. "Well, everyone, I do believe we have a cursing to stop. Sorry, Uncle Sev."
Hermione rolled her eyes as Draco dragged her out of the dining room, Harry close on his heels.
"I'll have that talk with you, Professor," Luna said, eyes staring into nothing.
Tonks patted the girl's head. "Sweetie, I think your friends left."
"I noticed."
"You should probably go find them. You know, to stop the…" Dora peered over at Severus. "How do they know there's going to be a cursing? Did they curse someone?"
"No, Neville's been secretly feeding Hermione magic mushrooms and she's been sharing with Draco."
"Shouldn't you be a little concerned about that?"
Severus shrugged. "Like you didn't do magic mushrooms?"
"Well, my head of house is the professor of herbology."
"So, the talk?" Luna asked, smiling.
"Miss Lovegood, did your father discuss with you what to do if Harry ever…" Severus painfully glanced at Dora.
The metamorphagus rolled her eyes. "Has sex with you?"
"Oh, that talk. Yes, sir," she nodded, "we've had that talk." She got up. "Harry and I are waiting until marriage, but don't tell Draco that, or Sirius." She paused. "And don't tell Harry Draco and Hermione are doing the same."
The two adults stared off in concern as the young girl skipped away, supposedly off to stop a cursing.
"She's going to end up being my daughter-in-law, isn't she?"
"You're adopting him?" Dora asked.
"Mother of my grandchildren?"
"Wait, did you have a paternity test or something?"
"We're going to be wading in little babies at the Potter Manor, aren't we?" Severus asked.
"We? Is there something we need to talk about?"
"I can't handle that many small children, Dora."
"I'm told it's different when it's yours."
Severus' eyes widened. "Is there something we do need to talk about?"
"Hardly."
Sirius and Remus watched the four teens walk in and order some butterbeer. Sirius got up to go join them, but Remus held him down in his seat.
"No, you will have time to play after you finish your lesson plans," Remus said, pushing the binder closer to the animagus.
Sirius scowled. "But I want to play now."
"Sirius Orion Black, I am not your mother." He threw a quill into the man's hand. "Now sit down and do your work."
Draco sipped his drink. "So, who are we betting on?"
"Betting on for what? Who will kill the other first? My money's on Moony," Harry said, eyes sparkling.
"No, who's going to curse Katie Bell."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Must I remind you that betting on someone doing something bad is wrong?"
"No," Draco said. "I don't remember inviting the buzzkill." Hermione's nostrils flared. "I didn't mean it."
"Really?"
"Someone imperiused me into saying that."
"Sure." Hermione rose from her chair. "I believe the buzzkill is going to the bathroom. Don't try to have too much fun while I'm gone."
Luna sighed. "I'll go with you. Remember, the last time you went to the bathroom alone, a troll attacked you."
"Do you really think that's the last time I went to the bathroom alone?"
"If any of the gossip around the Gryffindor table is to be believed."
Both girls turned, leaving the boys to their own devices. They peered over at the two professors diligently plotting next week's lessons.
"How mad do you think Moony would be if I walked up to Sirius right now?" Harry asked.
"On a scale of one to ten? Twelve."
"Cover me."
Draco sputtered. "Harry, I don't condone suicide missions."
It was too late. Harry had already made it half way through the pub. He glided up to the table, flashing a smile and sparkling eyes.
"Padfoot, how are you?"
"Prongslet," Sirius said, jumping to his feet to hug the boy. "I feel like I never see you outside of school and training."
Remus rubbed his eyes. "Well, you both live at Hogwarts, which is a school, so I'm going to say yeah." He smirked. "Besides, you had to spend yesterday at a muggle gynecologist."
Harry laughed. "I have to hear the story on that one."
"It was nothing." Sirius' cheeks reddened.
"Nothing? Severus had to pull you out of there before the obliviators came."
"In my defense, Moony, I thought they really were torturing her."
"They were giving her an ultrasound."
"Wait," Harry said, holding up a hand, "did you say Severus was there?"
"Yes," Remus said, nodding. "He came along for the ride."
"Why didn't he mention it at Madame Puddifoot's?"
Sirius smirked. "He's at Madame Puddifoot's?" He jumped to his feet.
Remus spelled his friend's butt to the chair. "No, bad dog. Stay."
"Now I'm a dog?"
"Aren't you…in several ways of the term?"
Hermione and Luna ran to the table.
"Katie's outside screaming," Luna said, brushing hair from her face.
Hermione bent over, placing hands on knees. "We went to check it out. She's now suspended in the air. Madame Pomphrey is coming to see her now."
"We missed it?" Draco whined.
Remus scowled. "You knew it was going to happen?"
"Not now, Remus," Hermione said, straightening herself.
"I'm upset because we didn't see it happen. How do we know who it is?"
"Who who is?" Remus asked.
"Not now, Remus," Luna said, patting his shoulder.
Sirius shrugged. "That's simple. We ask Spots who forced him to make an unbreakable vow."
"Do we even know he did?" Harry asked, brows knitting together.
"Exactly," Draco sighed. "The only reason mother made him take that unbreakable vow was because he is my godfather."
"Besides, Padfoot, the only time Spots left the manor was for death eater meetings." Harry rubbed his eyes, sighing.
"But that's where death eater junior would be, anyway," Hermione said, collapsing in a chair.
Sirius threw up his hands. "But half of Slytherin house are death eaters."
"That's not true," Draco said, crossing his arms.
Remus' brow furrowed. "Draco, how would you know?"
"Moony," Sirius said, placing a hand on his shoulder, "we all love you, but you really aren't a part of this conversation right now."
"I've noticed."
Harry sighed again. "I think it's time to tell Moony."
"Harry," Hermione started.
"We'll have to tell him eventually."
"Tell me what? We're living in an alternate universe where my opinion doesn't matter?" Remus asked, hands thrown up in the air.
Sirius shook his head. "That's not an alternate universe, Moons."
Harry grabbed his godfather by the wrist and pulled him toward the exit, chair still attached to his behind. Hermione spelled it off, and it clattered to the floor. Sirius tripped over it and grabbed onto Draco's wrist, pulling him along. Draco stumbled grabbing onto Hermione's hand, pulling her along. Hermione glanced over at Luna and grabbed her hand. If she didn't, the poor Ravenclaw would end up having a very interesting conversation with Remus. Finally, Luna grabbed Remus' hand, because no one else seemed to notice they left the man behind.
Harry marched into Madame Puddifoot's and pulled Severus from his seat.
"Come on, we need your help," Harry said, pulling the man towards the exit, though he didn't need a lot of persuasion.
Tonks stood. "Where are you going?"
"Important Hogwarts business. A girl has been cursed," Sirius said, finally letting go of Draco's hand.
"Can I come?"
Severus shook his head. "Probably not, dear."
They walked in silence toward Hogwarts. Albus stopped them at the door.
"Professor Snape, I require your assistance."
Severus shook his head. "What potion does the girl require?"
"No, I need you. You were in Hogsmeade, correct?"
"I didn't witness anything."
"Oh?" Dumbledore's eyebrows raised. "My top spy missed a key observation?"
"He took the day off," Sirius said. "Went on a date."
Severus glared at his colleague. "I was otherwise engaged. I am not your spy 24/7."
"I have a sworn oath that says differently."
"Yes, well, considering the subject of said oath requires my attention at the moment, I will attend to him." Severus walked past his friend and mentor. "If you require a potion, send an owl my way. Standard wait times for potions fall between three to five days depending on shipping."
The group followed the dark man down into the dungeons. He whispered his password, letting them into his personal quarters. All the others scanned the room, looking for a place to sit, but not Luna. She walked straight toward the couch and took a seat, pulling Remus along with her.
"Miss Lovegood, it seems like you've taken the advantage of making yourself at home. However, you've never been in my quarters before," Severus said, eyebrow quirked.
"Not while you were awake, anyway." Luna shrugged.
Sirius' brow furrowed. "You haven't been in my quarters, have you?"
"What you and Mr. Lupin do in your own time is none of my business."
"Wait, what?" Harry asked, jaw dropping.
Remus held up his hands. "I think she just means to say that I've moved in…in a completely separate room in Sirius' quarters."
Luna smiled. "What else would I have meant?"
Draco shook his head. "Now, we are here to discuss with Remus what's been going on."
"We are?" Severus asked. He glanced over at Hermione.
"Against my better judgment," the Gryffindor said through clenched teeth.
Remus jumped to his feet. "What in Merlin's name is going on?"
Sirius walked over and put a hand on his friend's shoulders. "My godson's a time traveler."
"And I'm the Queen of England. Now, tell me, what's really going on?"
Severus sighed. "Lupin, that is the truth. Harry, Draco, and Hermione traveled back in time."
"From, like, tomorrow?"
"Really?" Hermione asked. "We've been keeping you out of this for a lot longer than today."
"Yeah," Harry said with a shrug, "you've just kind of ignored our comments."
"Or, you know, we put you off by saying 'not now'," Luna said, smiling.
Remus sunk back into his seat. He scanned the room. "And you three know about this?"
"I was the first they told," Sirius said, chest puffed out.
"I figured it out when they were discussing Dragon the dog on the way to Hogwarts," Luna said, her fingers playing with her hair.
"I forced it out of them," Severus said, dropping into his high-back chair.
Draco scoffed. "Yeah, right." He turned to the wolf. "We told him so he'd be too shocked to punish us."
"Which didn't work, by the way," Harry stated, sitting in-between Luna and Remus.
"Wait, so, you…you time traveled?" Remus' eyes jumped from Harry to Draco to Hermione and back again.
"Yes," Hermione said, nodding. "It's what we've been talking about all this time. What with horcruxes, and people being cursed, and us being adults…"
"You are not adults."
"Technically, we're twenty-three."
Remus blanched, using Harry's knee as a support to keep him from passing out to the floor. "Twenty…twenty-three?"
"We'd reached majority almost a full year before we went back," Harry said, patting his mentor's hand.
"Actually," Draco said, "I was four weeks away from being eighteen."
"Excuse me," Hermione huffed, "I already was eighteen. That makes me twenty-four."
"I've never heard of a witch actually begging us to make her older," Sirius said, sitting down in the closest chair. Sadly, this happened to be the chair Severus currently occupied. The dark man pushed the dog animagus off his lap and onto the floor. "I'll just sit here then. You need more seats, Spots."
"I don't plan on encouraging students to come down into my chambers." Severus turned to Luna. "Especially when I'm sleeping."
Sirius shook his head. "Those unruly fans, Spots."
"Shut up."
Harry scowled. "What's with these unruly fans?"
"Little inside joke between Dora and him," Sirius said, laughing.
"Anyway," Severus said, rolling his eyes, "Lupin, they really did travel back in time. They failed to defeat the dark lord and were given a second chance to make things right."
"How are you sure, Severus?" Remus asked, rubbing his eyes.
"They know things they couldn't have known."
"Well, we didn't know about the godfather thing," Hermione said. "And we never thought Severus would end up with Tonks."
"Why not?" Sirius asked.
"Because Remus was with Tonks."
Harry's face fell. "Does this mean I don't get my godson, Teddy Lupin?"
"You're what now?" All three men asked in unison.
"My godson."
Sirius shrugged. "Well, you'll have a godchild in a few months."
"Really?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, you and Draco. Prongs gave me the idea. In this climate, you can never be too careful."
"You better not leave that child fatherless."
Sirius motioned to his godson. "Exactly why I have you."
"In what world has Sirius ever thought through a plan?" Remus asked
"He had a Plan B last June," Draco said, draping over Severus.
Severus fought hard to keep the corners of his mouth steady. "Dragon, you're too old for this."
"No one's too old for hugs from Uncle Sev," Draco said, squeezing his arms around Severus' neck. Severys slithered out of the boy's robes and settled himself on the dark man's neck.
"Was the snake a thing last time?" Remus asked, hands combing through his hair.
Hermione scrunched her nose. "Technically yes, but no at the same time."
Remus shook his head. "That makes sense."
"I actually got to see you a lot more this time, Moony," Harry said, beaming.
"Yes, he didn't have an overbearing mother last time," Hermione said, glancing around the room. She was the only one still standing. She sighed and fell onto the floor.
"First time I heard about you since Azkaban, Hermione mentioned that you had a strange relationship," Sirius joked, winking.
"I had a strange relationship with him? You slept in his bed for three years."
"Yes, and like I said before, I've seen everyone in the Gryffindor dormitory naked."
"Wait," Hermione said, brows knitting together, "when did you see any of the girls naked?"
Sirius blushed. "I was testing a hypothesis."
"Did Lupin teach you that word?" Severus asked.
"Yes, anyway…"
"A long time ago, when I told him it was an abuse of power to go into female dormitories as an animagi," Remus said, rubbing his eyes.
"Yes, and Marlene McKinnon never looked any better."
"Sirius Orion Black!" Hermione squealed, covering herself.
"You look good, too, 'Mione."
Draco jumped off Severus. "Fight me."
"You don't want that to happen," Sirius said, smiling. "I will win and you will still have to live with the fact that I've seen your girlfriend naked."
Severus sighed. "Black, you and I will have a long discussion later concerning the board's protocol for male teachers in female dorms…"
"I haven't been in there since I was a professor."
"Anyway," Remus continued. "What happened last time?"
"Yes, but Black and I will talk."
"Indubitably."
Harry shrugged. "I don't see much difference the first three years. Sirius was still on the run, Dobby was still an idiot. The only difference was Draco wasn't in Gryffindor last time."
Remus' eyes widened. "That makes sense."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. The only difference?" Hermione asked, arms crossed.
"The only big difference."
"What about not spending the summer with the Weasleys?"
Remus' eyes popped. "You spent the summer with the Weasleys?"
"Or not getting detention for flying in a car?"
"That's why you were on the Knight Bus."
"Or the fact that Severus is your godfather?"
Harry waved her off. "That didn't change. It's just no one knew about it."
"You two nearly killed each other," Hermione squealed. "Several times, in fact."
All three men silently stared at each other.
"Okay, some things changed. The real change occurred fourth year."
"The only real change, Harry?" Hermione asked, arms crossed.
"Fine, Buckbeak died."
The girl threw up her hands. "Sirius."
"Yes, my lady?" The man asked.
"No. Last time, Sirius didn't live at Hogwarts as Harry's pet dog."
Remus sighed. "And fourth year?"
"You came for me." Harry smiled. "I have people."
Draco rubbed his eyes. "Yes, Harry, you have a lot of people. Most of those people are homicidal maniacs, but you have people."
"Cedric lived. That was the whole turning point of the changes," Harry said, resting his arm around Luna's shoulders.
"Yes, and Dung was on Harry watch during the dementor attacks, not Severus," Hermione said.
"Dung? As in Mundungus?" Remus scowled. "Who would trust him to watch Harry?"
"Voldemort found a way into my mind and started playing with it. He ended up convincing me that he had Sirius at the Department of Mysteries. I went there to surprise them, only for the death eaters to nearly kill me. Bellatrix succeeded in killing Sirius."
Hermione sighed. "Yes, and that made for a very depressing year with a very depressed and angry Harry." The boy scowled. "I'm sorry, but it's the truth."
"Harry is temperamental," Draco said nonchalantly. "He did try to kill me."
"What?" Remus asked.
"I didn't know what the spell did," Harry defended.
Remus faced Severus. "Why would you give him your spell?"
"Oh, you just assume it's me?"
"No, but I found that stupid book of yours in your classroom."
"What were you doing in my classroom?" Severus asked.
"What was Luna doing in your quarters?"
"He's very peaceful when he sleeps," Luna said, smiling. "Tonks agrees."
"Anyway, Draco tried to kill Dumbledore," Harry said, playing with Luna's hair.
"Wait, what? When?" Remus asked, jumping to his feet.
"Last time. He failed, though, so Severus did," Sirius said, examining his fingernails.
"What?"
"There was an unbreakable vow involved," Severus averted his eyes, "and he told me to."
"So that's why they wanted to know who made an unbreakable vow with you."
"This time? No one. I'm as clueless to what happened this afternoon as the rest of you."
Hermione shrugged. "At least they don't have any more brains. Could you imagine trying to stop an evil mastermind?"
"Hey," Draco said, scowling.
Hermione kissed his temple. "You're very smart. You're just not the one I'd call if I wanted someone dead. You were very passive-aggressive."
"You want someone more aggressive now, do you?"
"In bed? No. To kill someone for me? Most definitely."
Remus walked to the door. He turned back to see everyone still seated. "Well? Aren't you coming?"
They all looked around.
"To do what?" Sirius asked, starting to stand up.
"Someone's got to save Dumbledore."
"He's already dead, technically," Hermione said, lying on her boyfriend's shoulder.
"When? How?"
"That ring on his finger?" Severus said. "It's one of Riddle's horcruxes. He made a total of seven. The stupid diary four years ago was one of them. That ring had a few protection spells around it. When Albus tried to destroy it, he ended up with a killing curse."
"Madame Pomphrey was able to keep it from spreading quickly," Sirius continued. Everyone stared at him. "What? I was in the back grabbing some ingredients for Spots. Anyway, it's still a death sentence. He's got maybe a year."
"He let you help him with potions?" Harry asked.
Severus shrugged. "Surprisingly, he's not clumsy enough to drop ingredients. Plus, he's actually good when he's not trying to cause bodily harm to someone."
"Ah, Spots, I'm getting all warm and fuzzy inside."
"Sirius, you really need to stop saying that," Remus said, rubbing his eyes. "Well, did Draco do anything else that could possibly bring harm to anyone?" They all nodded, even Luna. "Then we need to figure out who this is and how to stop them."
"Why?" Sirius whined.
Harry turned to him. "Do you want death eaters overrunning the school?"
"We already have one death eater. What's a few more?"
"Sirius, no."
"Fine, Draco, if you had to choose one person to replace you, who would it be?"
Draco scrunched his nose. "My bet's on Finnegan." He shrugged. "Riddle does seem to have a soft spot for half-bloods."
"Alright," Severus said, standing. "Let's go give a child detention."
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