The Switch

"Sirius," said Remus slowly, "James appears to have been sucked into his crystal ball, and spat out again. Did you see it?"

"Yeah, I saw it. James obviously isn’t good enough for a crystal ball," Sirius said with an air of authority.

"Oh ha ha. Can I talk to you guys in private?" asked Harry. They all nodded.

"Not you," Harry said, eyeing Peter with disgust.

"Fine by us," said Remus and Sirius together. Peter looked ready to kill.

"Um, excuse me Professor, um,…" asked Harry

"Professor Chronus," hissed Sirius.

"Professor Chronus," Harry continued "I don’t feel well, can I go to the Hospital Wing?"

"Most certainly, James, you look very… what’s the word,…odd."

Harry packed up James’s things, and left with Remus and Sirius. He opened the trapdoor and jumped down.

"Are you guys sure no-one can hear us?" Harry asked, his eyes darting all over the corridor.

"In here," said Sirius, twirling the tuning key on a statue of a guitar that belonged to Helga Hufflepuff. The sound-box expanded into a doorway big enough for all three of them. It led into a square room, that looked quite comfy.

"Ok James, what do you need to tell us?"

"I’m not James. I’m his son, Harry, I've come from he future"

Sirius and Remus gaped at him. Well, Remus did. Sirius snorted.

"Yeah right. A time machine."

"Something was probably dodgy with our crystal balls."

***

"And I’m guessing we swapped ends."

Ron, Seamus and Dean were still staring at him.

"Come on, you’ve got to believe me," James said nervously.

"We believe you," Ron said apprehensively, "but it just so happens, that in our time, James Potter is dead, murdered by Vo- Volde- Vold-e-mart."

"Voldemort??" James shouted.

"Yes," Ron said quietly. "Voldemort. But we call hi Vold-e-mart."

"Oh great..."

"Come on," said Seamus "we need to go and see Dumbledore."

"This way," James announced, and promptly led them up several flights of stairs, and got them all to stand in front of the blackboard in the Astronomy Tower, which split sideways to reveal a steep, downhill passageway, which seemed to go down three or so floors.

At the bottom of the passageway, James indicated for the group to be quiet, and put his wand against the solid stone wall in front of them, and tapped eleven stones in the shape of an H, and the wall slid down.

What James saw in front of him made him gasp.

***

"Come on," said Remus "just until Dumbledore comes back."

"No," Harry retorted stubbornly.

"Look," Sirius said "no-one’s going to notice that you’re not James."

"Yes they will."

"No they won’t."

"Will!"

"Won’t!"

"Will!"

"WON’T!"

"WILL!!"

And before the argument could get any more heated (If that's possible) Remus put a silencing charm on both Sirius and Harry. Soon they both stopped trying to shout pretty soon, and both lunged at Remus, screaming "MOONY!!!!" in what would have been the top of their lungs. However, Remus just took a step to the side, and Harry and Sirius’s heads collided with a sickening clunk.

"Honestly," said Remus, tutting at the two limp figures lying on the wooden floor. "You’d have thought they’d have better sense than to jump at each other. Enervate."

"You’re a bum, you know that Moony," mouthed Sirius.

"He's right you know," said Harry silently."

"Take this thing off us."

"Hmm, now what was the counter-curse again? I seem to have forgotten."

"If you like having your head, you will remember," Harry shouted silently.

"I’m serious. I can’t remember."

"Could this day get any worse?" Harry thought.

***

"Snape? What are you doing here?"

"That’s Professor Snape to you Harry Potter."

"No, you see, I’m not Harry, I’m James, Severus."

"100 points from Gryffindor each for skipping class. An extra 200 for you Potter for such a woeful excuse. The three of you will come with me to Dumbledore."

"But…"Ron started.

"Silence."

"Probably because I turned his hair gold and red in my fourth year," whispered James. The others smirked.

They walked up the stairs for about five minutes before they reached Dumbledore’s office.

Snape was about to knock on the door, when Dumbledore flung it open.

"James. You’re here at last."

"But Professor," said Snape, "this is Harry, not James."

"Please leave Severus," commanded Dumbledore. Snape made a few attempts at speaking, then stormed out.

"James, you’ve been transported to the year 1995. Your name is Harrison Potter. No-one but us five should know that you are here."

"Do I have to pretend that I’m my son?"

"Oh, and one more person knows…"

What looked to James like a ball of flame, dressed in black came out from a side-chamber.

"Your girlfriend, Ginny Weasley." (AN: I know in the last chapter it says Harry was thinking about Cho, but that's because she just dumped him.)

"Lily?" he said out loud. This girl, Jenny? Whatever her name was, she came up, and gave him a small peck on the cheek.

"This day is ok. First, I un-die, then, I get to live the life of my son! I wonder how Harry’s doing…

" thought James

"Pretty bad, actually. Moony has put silencing charms on me and Sirius, and he can’t remember the countercurse.

" Said a voice in his head. James jumped back, sending Ron, Seamus, and Ginny crashing to the ground.

"You sound familiar."

"Three guesses who, to make this fanfic have a nice twist at the end of the chapter."

"Harry?"

I said three, not one.