Harry Potter Back to the Past

"Why? You can't take us home? You are an auror!" exclaimed Malfoy in surprise.

"Even if that's so, I can't do that,' said Albun.

"So what can you do for us? Study here? We don't even know the password to our common rooms," said Harry with despair in his eyes.

"You don't need the password at all! You need that in your time?" asked Albun in curiosity.

"Yes, but when can we go back?" asked Malfoy.

"You've got to wait until your friends of your time come to save you," replied Albun with a cunning smile on his face.

"So maybe, we can never go back," said Malfoy, frowning.

"Don't be like that. I trust Hermione. She'll come to save us," said Harry confidently.

"Hopefully."

"Ah, I think someone picked your trunk in the playground. I'll send it to you dormitories. Now, go back to your dormitories and change yourselves into robes. Be punctual in tomorrow's lessons," said Albun. The two of them went out of the office and headed for their common rooms.

"Scar Head, don't you think it's a bit strange? We were sent back to the past and so were our trunk!" said Malfoy on their way.

"I do think so. There must be someone behind it. But who's he? I think the memory that has been washed away will help us to think about it. Let's forget it first. We've got to know our new roommates," said Harry with a forced smile.

"Okay, never thought that I've got to work with you, Scar Head. It's so dreadfull." Deep down in Malfoy's heart, he knew that he felt happy about working with Harry.

"Good night," said Harry as they parted on their ways.

" Have a nightmare, Scar Head," said Malfoy.

*

Harry entered the common room. He saw something that made his blood freeze. There was a boy in the room who looked very much like James Potter, his father. Harry wanted to so much to call him 'dad' and hug him. But he knew he couldn't because James never knew that he was going to have a son called Harry.

The boy came over to Harry. "I reckon you must be the new roommate we are going to have, right? I'm James Potter, and you?"

Another boy came over. "Hey, James, you'll scare him. You see his face? Totally expressionless! You must have scared him," said the boy, "Please don't mind that. What's your name? I'm Sirius Black and he is Remus Lupin," said Sirius, jerking his head to show Harry where Lupin was.

"Nice to meet you," said Lupin with a bow.

"Err, my name is Harry Potter. Nice to meet you all," replied Harry, too surprised to day anything. He had never imagined that he could see and even talk to his father alive in front of him.

"Harry, James is the seeker of our Gryffindor house," said Sirius, placing his hands on Harry's shoulders.

"James, is this your brother? You two look so much alike and it so happens that both of you are the Potters," said Lupin.

"I have no brothers," said Harry who had finally regained his mind. Subconsciously, he wished that James would let Harry hug him.

"In my comment, Harry must be very tired. You see how fatigue he is! He needs rest badly. Let's leave all our questions for tomorrow," said James.

Harry felt very much grateful for James' kind act and he went up to his dormitory. He needed rest badly but he couldn't sleep at all because he was too excited. He was going to study with his own father, the person he had always missed! He looked forward to the sunrise of the next day.

*

On the other hand, let's see what happened to Malfoy after he returned to his common room.

"Hi, Malfoy, I've been talking to them about you." said Gecko as Malfoy entered the common, "You must be the new student of our Slytherin house. That's why you sounded so stupid this afternoon. You are new. Has Harry returned to his common room?"

"Yes, he has," replied Malfoy, "who are 'them' you were talking about?"

"Oh, forgot to introduce to you. This is Zneeze and this is Voren."

"Don't call me Zneeze, call me Genial," said a girl with curly, black hair. She was wearing a pair of glasses, which is oval in shape and light blue in colour. "Hi, you are Draco or Harry? My full name is Genial Zneeze."

"I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy."

A girl who was moderate in height and a bit fat approached Malfoy. She was wearing glasses like the shape of the eyes of Japanese superman. She had a ponytail. "Hello, I'm Voren, Voren Mug," said the girl, with a singing tone.

"Voren, what sort of songs is that?" said Malfoy.

"Oh, that's the song composed by myself. Isn't that nice?" said Voren.

"Actually, I think that it's an awful song. The melody doesn't mix with the lyrics," said Malfoy.

"Oh thanks, Draco! Thanks for saying what we have always been thinking. You are so honest," said Gecko, giving a despising look to Voren.

"Never mind. I love comments," said Voren, staring at Gecko, " comment helps me improve. The more, the better."

"Let them quarrel, Draco. They're always like this. They have too few things to do. But they never went on an cold war because of this," said Zneeze.

"Draco, I think you may be able to give me some more comment on how to compose my new song. Come, come on," said Voren.

"Can't you see that Draco is already very tired? Let him rest. Leave everything for tomorrow, can't you?" said Gecko.

"Err, I don't insist if you are so tired. By the way, you'll be in the same room with Severus, Sverus Snape. Do you know that?" said Voren.

"Of course he doesn't. You nonsense. How come he knows?" said Zneeze, pointing a finger to Voren.

"But..."

"Can you ladies please shut up? I wanna rest, ok? Good night," said Malfoy, no longer able to put up with the noise they made.

"Sorry," said the three together.

"Ai, women..." muttered Malfoy to himself.

Malfoy walked up to his dormitory with his exhausted body. As he reached his bed, he recognized that the Severus Snape they were talking about was actually his Potions teacher in his time. Within a minute after he changed into his nightgown, he went fast asleep.

Down in the common room, the three were still arguing non-stopping.