Misguided Intentions

Harry and Draco groaned from being thrown against the floor when things died down in the room. Nothing seemed different, the cobwebs were still on the walls as they had been moments ago, the candles weren't even down any in the holders, and the mirror...well the mirror was still standing there as a silent reminder something odd had just happened to them.

Draco was the first to sit up and look round now, as if he was searching for something. "Bloody hell, where is it?" he said now standing up and searching round his feet.

"Where's what? Do you mind not screaming so loud my head is pounding." Harry said with another groan and held his head in his hands. He must have somehow hit the floor though he didn't remember doing that.

"My cloak you stupid git! Where's my invisibility cloak?" Draco said now almost in a panic. "It was here a minute ago before that stupid mirror did whatever it just did, it's got to be here!" he said his voice obviously worried now.

"Forget the bloody cloak Malfoy, it's probably just clear side up so you cant see it is all. We'll find it, but we've got other problems at the moment. Look..." Harry said as he finally glanced up at the mirror and pointed to it.

Draco grumbled but did turn back to face the mirror then stared fully as he saw what Harry was pointing at. Once again there was a reflection in the mirror, it was the room in which they were now in, yet not the same. In the reflected room there were no more cobwebs on the walls, and the candles were much lower down then the ones in the 'real' room they were in. But that wasn't all there was by far, not at all.

In the 'other' room were the same Harry and Draco 'reflections' that they had seen earlier, and once again they were smiling at the real Harry and Draco. They were still holding hands, only they were not alone. Suddenly from behind the two 'mirror' boys 3 figures came forward, and yet again it was Lily, James and Lucius, only a major difference this time. This time they were younger, as young as the boys were most likely, atleast they looked bout 17 give or take.

The real Harry and Draco stared back at the 5 of the 'mirror' images and watched as the 5 of them all took hands and grinned at the 'real' Harry and Draco. With a wave then the 'mirror images' turned round and headed towards the reflected door with the keyhole, and the mirror was empty. Whatever was going on, they were obviously not going to stick round long enough to even explain.

"What the hell?" Draco said then watching the mirror return to just a mirror.

"My words exactly Malfoy. If I didn't know better, I'd say we've been trapped." Harry said standing up and walking over to the mirror and putting a hand on it.

The mirror felt warm to his touch surprizingly, but the reflection back was just himself, Draco behind him, the reflection now of the same room they were in and nothing else. Not even a family member showed up and Harry wondred what sort of trick had been played on them and how. There was only one person who could perhaps help them, and Harry wasn't sure exactly what to do bout finding that person.

"What is this thing anyway Potter? You never did say." Draco said now coming up and touching the mirror himself, then pulled back his hand as if he had been burned. "This is nutters, I"m going to find my cloak and get back to the dorms and forget I even followed you." he said shaking his head now and muttering, and once again tried to look for his cloak

"I dont think you're going to find it Malfoy. I dont think we're in Kansas anymore Toto." Harry said quietly keeping his eyes on the mirror.

"Can what? What the bloody hell is a tow tow?" Draco said sneeringly and turned back to Harry.

"Never mind you couldn't understand." Harry said with a sigh. It had been Hermione that had introduced him to the muggle film with the girl and the dog a few years ago, and somehow it seemed an apropo description of the situation right now. "At any rate, I think we should get out of here Malfoy, and see what exactly happened. I think we should talk to Dumbledore too."

"Dumbledore? That muggle lover? Why should I talk to him about anything? Not that I want to agree with you mind you but I do think we should get out of here. This place is starting to give me the creeps." Draco said looking round at the room again and shivered slightly.

"Fine, I'm going to Dumbledore, you can just be on your way Malfoy. I dont care either way." Harry said in a huff and turned from the mirror and headed towards the door. "Coming?" he said opening the door and heading out.

Draco wasted no time in following him however. The room was chilly now for some reason and he knew he just had to get out of there at all costs. Following Harry into the corridor he stopped short, nearly banging right into him. "Watch it Potter!" he said angrily.

Harry just stood there as if he hadn't heard. Something was definitely strange now, no doubts bout that. "Pictures." he mumbled.

Draco barely heard him but glanced over to make sure he had heard correctly. "Pictures? What does that mean Potter?"

"There's pictures on the walls you stupid git." was all Harry said and stared at the portrait infront of him. He recognized the portrait as one that was supposed to be hanging in the Gryffindor common room, atleast it had been earlier that afternoon.

"So what? There's pictures on the walls. Big deal." Malfoy said annoyed that Harry would make such an observation. "Keep moving will you?"

"Dont you remember Malfoy when we came through this corridor earlier? In case you did forget, let me remind you. There were no pictures on the walls..." Harry said lowering his voice.

Now Draco did look up at the portraits, and realized Harry had been right. Suddenly he gasped in surprize when his eyes fell on one he also knew well. "Potter...that belongs in the Slytherin commons! I'm sure of it! Could...could someone have moved it you think while we were in the room?" he said also in a slightly lowered voice now.

Harry shook his head. "No, I doubt it. We couldn't have been down here that long Malfoy. I told you, something isn't right. We have to find Dumbledore, maybe he can explain all this. Are you coming with me or not?" Harry said continuing on again quickly.

"Fine I'm coming, just note that I am not doing this because I want to." Draco said with a grumble and followed Harry just as quickly.

As they headed down the corridor now it started getting a bit cooler then it was when they had come in, which was odd considering it was only a few weeks into September and the weather had been unusually warm as of late. As they got out of the corridor finally once again Harry stopped short, Draco barely avoiding him and practically knocking him down again.

"Geeze Potter, didn't I say to watch it?" Draco said annoyed and straightened himself back up. "What is it this time?" he said grumpily.

Harry didn't say anything but pulled Draco by his arm back into the corridor suddenly, putting his hand over Draco's mouth. "Hush, just look a minute, dont say anything!" he said whispering into Draco's ear.

Draco pulled his arm away from Harry and gave him an icy glare, but stayed silent and looked at where Harry was looking at. A person was standing just outside the corridor, and it was someone both of them knew all too well, yet at the moment, it couldn't have been the person they both thought it was. Everything bout the person was the same really except for the fact that the person was younger, 14 or 15 by the looks of it, but how could it be? Both boys watched for a moment not daring to leave the corridor and both hoped the person would move along soon.

The person seemed to be waiting however, pacing the outside corridor even, a thick book in his hands. Moments later he was rewarded though as he turned towards something abruptly, a scowl on his face. "Your late." was all he said into the air.

A second later Harry and Draco had to contain themselves from gasping as a second person revealed themselves from thin air, obviously using an invisibility cloak. The second person they also knew all too well, only many years younger then the boys had last seen him. The person looked round 17ish, young and carefree, and had a huge smile on his face.

"Sorry. Had to make sure everyone was occupied first. You have it?" he said now peering at the other boy.

The other boy nodded and held up a book, and to Harry and Draco's surprized a grin spread on his face. "I said I would get it didn't I? I glanced it through first, it's exactly what we need, here look." the boy said almost excitedly and handed the thick book he had been carrying to the second lad.

As the second boy also glanced through it a grin appeared on his face as well and he nodded. "Spot on! Here, which one again was it that we were going to do?" he said and went over to stand next to the other boy easily.

"This one...here." the first boy said pointing to a page in the book. "How we going to get the ingredients though?" he said almost worriedly and looked up at the other boy.

"Dont worry, got that taken care of." he said holding out the invisibility cloak with a chuckle, and the other boys face lit up.

"Let's get them now then? I saw Professor Sierra heading off towards Dumbledore's office, so we're in the clear far as the classroom being empty. She didn't even lock it up." the first boy said with a grin.

"Trusting soul for a Slytherin eh?" the second boy said with a chuckle and closed the book.

"You could have been a Slytherin you know as sneaky as you are." the first boy said to the second one with a coy look in his eyes.

"What, and ruin a good reputation? Never!" the second boy said with a laugh, and putting his arm round the first boy, gave him a quick hug and kiss on the forehead. "Besides, one of us being a Slytherin is more then enough. Come on then, let's go before Sierra gets back shall we?"

With saying that the second boy put the cloak round his head and shoulders, the first boy slipping in underneath it as well. With a few whispers then they were off in the directions of the dungeons, and Harry and Draco released breaths they didn't even know they were holding. They turned to each other then, a look of pure shock and surprize on both their faces, neither of them knowing what to say really.

"That...was....odd...." Harry finally said in a soft voice and glanced back down the corridor the other two boys had just gone down.

"You're telling me. It's not possible though...is it? I mean...they looked so...so..." Draco said searching for the right words.

"Young?" Harry finished for him, and Draco nodded. "I know. Forget that, they were...hell they were....friends?" Harry said now astonished again.

"From the looks of it, I'd say you're right. A Slytherin and a Gryffindor though? Can that even be possible?" Draco said in a hushed voice thoughtfully.

"People are people Malfoy, doesn't matter what house they come from always you know." Harry said in a snippy voice. "Though personally I'm inclined to keep it the way it is, Gryffindor's hating Slytherin's much as you hate us."

"If you Gryffindor's weren't such annoying gits and know it all's most of the time you might be halfway decent!" Draco bit back in an icy tone.

"Gods, forget it Malfoy. Let's find Dumbledore and figure out what the hell happened to us allright? I just want to get home and away from you fast as possible." Harry said in an exasperated tone and stepped back out into the main corridor after making sure noone else was bout.

"Agreed. Faster I get away from here and you the better." Draco said in a steely voice and stepped into the corridor as well. "Well? Which way?" he said then.

"Umm...actually I don't know. This somewhat looks familiar but I cant remember. You're the Slytherin, isn't this the way to the dungeons or something?" Harry asked pointing down the corridor the two boys had gone earlier.

"Not too bright are you Potter. They said they were going to the classroom, assuming that they meant the potions classroom, so it's got to be that way." Draco said with a sneer.

"Pardon me then Malfoy, I've only spent 6 some years here and I dont remember the potions classroom being that way." Harry said sarcastically. "Fine, we'll go that way then, come on." he said and stalked down the corridor, Draco following him.

The two boys stayed silent for the time being so they could hopefully hear if anyone else would be coming that way and they could hide out of sight. Luckily though noone was round and soon they found themselves in a very familiar area, indeed it was the potions classroom they had spent the past 6 years in. As they passed the door to the classroom which was partially open, they remembered that the other two boys might still be inside so they past the open door quickly. Apparently they were wrong however for moments later just past the doorway they bumped into something, or rather someone. Two someones that was.

"Hey watch where you're going!" a voice said angrily from thin air, then moment's later the second boy they had seen earlier came out from under the cloak. As his gaze fell on Harry and Draco however his eyes grew round and he gasped. "James? What the hell are you doing here?" he said stepping back.

Half a second later the first boy came out from under the cloak and also gasped as he saw Harry and Draco. "L-Lucius?" the first boy said almost frightened and stepped behind the second boy who covered him almost protectively.

"If you two are going to start any trouble with us I'd keep walking and forget you even saw us." the second boy said staring at Draco with pure hate in his eyes.

"We...we dont want any trouble either, trust me." Harry said then hoping to alleviate the situation. "What...what are you doing here anyway?" he said without thinking.

"None of your business that's what. I thought you were still with everyone up in the commons, what now you've decided to turn tables and be with Malfoy?" he said with a sneer.

"I dont know what you're talking bout, we...we're just walking that's all." Harry said taken aback at how the second boy was treating him so badly. To top it off, his mind was still spinning at being called "James", and obviously Draco was "Lucius".

"Walking, right. Wrong place to be walking James, especially with trash like that." the second boy said scathingly while eyeing Draco.

"Hey watch what you're saying you Gryffindor scum..." Draco began but Harry grabbed him by the arm shutting him up.

"We'll be on our way then." Harry said leading a very angry Draco by the arm and giving him a warning look to stay silent, and started walking quickly away from the two boys.

"You...you dont think they will tell on us do you?" Harry heard the first boy said worriedly.

"If they know what's good for them, they wont. Come on, let's go." the second boy said watching the retreating Harry and Draco with an angry look on his face. He turned then and put his arm round the first boy hugging him in assurance, then led him back down the corridor away from the retreating figures.

"What the hell was that all about Potter? Why do they think we're our fathers?" Draco said after they had moved quite a bit down the hallway now.

"I dont know Malfoy, but whatever the case is it's not good. Did you see the look on their faces?" Harry said sighing deeply.

"Yeah, I'd say we just escaped being hexed to death actually. Maybe it's time we did find Dumbledore, this is definitely getting odder by the moment." Draco said in a quite voice, Harry nodding at him in agreement.

"Yeah, let's do that. I think I know the way now from here, this looks familiar finally." Harry said and headed off towards a corridor to their right.

Moments later they arrived infront of the stone gargoyle, and none too happy. Harry didn't know the password of course, so he just started guessing things. "Cockroach clusters? Licorice twists? Chocolate frogs?" he said quickly.

"Sweets Potter? Now isn't the time for that!" Draco said glancing at Harry as if he'd gone nutters.

"No you git, Dumbledore always uses the name of a sweet for the password. Jelly babies?" he said then, and to his surprize the gargoyle finally opened. "Ah, who'd have guessed?" he said with a grin then.

"Jelly what? What the hell are those?" Draco said glaring at Harry.

"Muggle sweets. Guess he likes them too." Harry said with a grin, then headed up the circular stairway that led to Dumbledore's office. As they approached the outer room to his office, Harry stopped a moment and glanced up at a mirror there, and then stared dead on at the reflection.

"Oh hell...." Harry said softly while continuing to gaze into the mirror.

"Christ what now Potter?" Draco said thoroughly peeved off now. This was all just getting way to much for him.

"Look!" Harry said pointing at the mirror, and Draco gasped when he too looked up into it.

"What the....?" Draco said shocked again and turned to look at Harry, who turned to look back at Draco.

"It's...it's gone...I dont believe it..." Harry stammered.

"Bloody hell Potter, you're right, you're scar is gone! That's just weird. You're hair's still black though if that's any conciliation." Draco said staring at Harry now.

"Nice observation Malfoy honestly!" Harry said turning back to the mirror again and touched his forehead. "Now that I think bout it, it wasn't there earlier either, when we looked into the other mirror. What the heck?" Harry said now peering closely into the mirror again.

"I'd say it's an improvement on you actually." Draco said drolly, and turned back to his own reflection. "Atleast I still look the same, though I'd say I look just like..." he said thoughtfully.

"We look like our fathers Malfoy. I knew I was almost exactly like my dad though with mum's eyes but...egads the resemblance is uncanny." Harry said almost awed.

"I agree, I look exactly like my dad did at this age, I've seen pictures of him from school. Atleast my eyes are still grey." he said gazing back into the mirror again.

"A relief I"m sure for you." Harry said sarcastically again. "Come on, I just hope Dumbledore is in." Harry said and stepped over to the door to the inner office, knocking on it lightly.

"Enter!" said a voice from the other side and Harry was relieved to know Dumbledore was atleast there, so he opened the door and stepped inside the room, Draco following him.

"Ah, James, Lucius, what can I do for you today?" Dumbledore said with a smile and motioned them both into the room.

"Well sir, it's..um...well it's like this..." Harry started to say, but wasn't quite sure how to say things. Dumbledore, as well as the other two boys, had allready mistaken him and Draco as their parents, so why would anyone think they weren't?

"What Potter is trying to say is that we are not James and Lucius." Draco said in a clipped tone of voice.

Dumbledore just looked at the two boys for a moment, then nodded his head. "Ah yes, I can see now, there is slight differences in the both of you. James has brown eyes while you have green ones. And you're more silvery blonde then Lucius is. So now the question remains is...who are you?" he said sitting back and smiling at them both, almost making them feel uncomfortable.

"Well, up until a bit ago, we were...well...I"m Harry and this is Draco." he said sitting down with a sigh. "I think...I think we're not supposed to be here."

"That's an understatement Potter if I ever heard one." Draco said sarcastically, and Dumbledore looked at Draco now with interest.

"Potter? Hmm..so that explains the resemblance then. You are related to James I take it then? And of course you must be a Malfoy. The veela bloodline is strong in that family." Dumbledore said turning to Draco.

"Just out of curiosity Dumbledore, what ah...what year is it?" Draco said then after a seconds thought.

"Year? Malfoy have you gone batty? What does it matter?" Harry said not understanding what that had to do with anything.

"Stop being a stupid git Potter and think! Obviously that stupid mirror brought us somewhere else...not another place but another time. Why else were those two so young? Why else are we being called James and Lucius? Honestly you'd have to wonder how Gryffindors get top marks when they dont think!" Draco said flinging his hands up in the air and pacing the room.

"Ohh. I see now. Yeah, it makes sense actually." Harry said now thinking as well.

"Mirror? Indeed, which mirror would that be?" Dumbledore said now leaning back in his chair and keeping his eyes gazed on Harry.

"What year is it allready for christsakes!" Draco nearly screamed and stopped pacing to stand next to Harry.

"Temper now, no need to be so rash. It's 1977 if you must know. Now do tell me about this mirror?" Dumbledore said glancing from one boy to the other.

"1-19-1977?" Harry said almost in a whisper. "That...that cant be!"

"Unless you're ears are plugged up Potter, I'd say that's exactly what he said. Which means..." Draco said now looking at Harry oddly.

"Which means we're in the past...19 years in the past actually. And...and...our..." Harry said looking back at Draco just as oddly.

Draco nodded at Harry then and gave a deep sigh. "Our parents are here. How do you think we're going to get out of this one eh Potter? You and you're stupid ideas on following corridors, this is all your fault!" Draco said then angrily.

"My fault? I didn't ask you to follow me you stupid git! I only wanted to go out and go flying at the pitch, I never asked to find that stupid corridor or that stupid mirror again!" Harry said half shouting now at Draco.

"Boys please!" Dumbledore said over the glaring boys and bade them to return to their seats which thankfully they did, though the anger was still thick in the air. "Which mirror are you refering to Harry?" he said now turning to face Harry.

"Which one? You mean...there's more then one?" Harry said astonished.

Dumbledore gave him a little chuckle and a smile, then nodded his head. "Several actually reside in the school currently, though perhaps maybe not in your time. If you want my help boys, I need to know which mirror it was that somehow sent you back here, and I want all the details please." he said glancing again at both the boys.

"The Mirror of Erised it was Professor." Harry said calmly now, and then started to go into the whole story of how he and Draco had ended up where they shouldn't have belonged. The only thing he didn't tell Dumbledore was the meeting up with the other two boys, he felt that it wasn't perhaps a good idea to mention it, and glanced at Draco with a look that meant not to mention it either. Draco didn't seem too happy bout that but he nodded slightly in agreement.

"So you see that's what happened. We were pulled from our time to yours, and we dont know why or how to get back." Harry said with another deep sigh.

Dumbledore got up from his chair and started pacing the room then, clearly thinking what could be done. "Well, I wish I could say this was the first time a 'mirror image' has escaped, but it isn't sadly. There was a case oh, about 200 years ago in fact in which something like this happened."

"Well? What came of it then?" Draco said sharply.

"I'm afraid the results were not that great boys. The person never did get returned to the proper times, and both the mirror image and the trapped image had to stay as they were. Wish I could be more helpful." he said sadly and sat back down at his desk.

"You mean...we're stuck here? That we can never get back home?" Harry said in shock.

"I'm not saying that you can never return home Harry, however until you can find out why you were sent back, for what purposes anyway, it's unlikely that you can return." Dumbledore said.

"Well what are we going to do then? Obviously are parents are here now in this time, and we look so much like them that....well that could be trouble." Draco said equally upset by this all.

"Yes, well in that we can perhaps do something. Since neither of you should miss your education while you're here, I suggest you stay here at the castle, though not as 'yourselves'. With a touch here and there we can slightly alter both your appearances enough so that you will not appear too much like your parents. Do either of you have any other names you could go by?" Dumbledore asked them now.

"I am not changing my first name, that I can tell you. I'd never remember anything else." Draco said firmly. "For a last name I have no clue either, I've always been a Malfoy and nothing else." he said grudgingly.

Harry rolled his eyes at that and said, "Shame, you'd make a good Potter." he said mockingly.

"I resent that Potter!" Draco said angrily again and half rose out of his seat.

"Enough! You will both have to learn to put aside whatever hatreds you have if you want to get home now. Keep that in mind. The Mirror of Erised is not a toy gentleman, and if you were indeed sent here through it, then obviously something lies beneath the surface of you both that you have to come to terms with and work out." he said in a stern voice.

"You know, I just have had enough of this. What in bloody hell is the Mirror of Erised anyway?" Draco said scathingly and glaring at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore however was not put off by Draco's attitude, and quietly explained what it was. "The Mirror of Erised shows a person what is in their inner most heart. It more or less shows the deepest, most desperate desires of one's heart. Does that explain things to you now Mr. Malfoy?" he said peering over at Draco.

Draco sat there peering back at Dumbledore a dazed look on his face. "You...you cant be serious....are you?" he said then actually quietly.

"I most certainly am serious. The happiest man on earth could look into that mirror and see himself exactly as he is, but for everyone else they see what they wish, what they desire most in the world to see or have. Men have wasted away their lives before that mirror, even dying to try to figure out how to get what is in it." Dumbledore said softly.

Draco didn't say anything more, nor did Harry. Both of them suddenly were thinking along lines they would rather not be thinking, and neither of them even dared a look at each other. The only difference between the two boys was that Harry had known bout the mirror before this, and that when he had first encountered it back in his own time somehow he almost knew what it was that he was going to see in it. Which is why he so desperately had tried to resist looking in it, because he knew what had been hidden so far down in his heart that even he had grown afraid of the truth.

"Well boys, we still need to decide what to call you then. Harry? Anything other then Potter you can think of?" Dumbledore said breaking the silence and turning to face Harry.

"Err...Dursley....I suppose I could use. That's the name of my mum...of Lily Evan's sister's husband now. I have to stay with them over the summers." he said with a sigh.

"Lily Evans? Ah, that would explain your green eyes then." Dumbledore said nodding suddenly. "Why do you stay with them and not your parents though during the summers?"

"My parents are..." Harry began, but got a small kick from Draco and he looked over to see Draco slightly shaking his head. "They go on holiday and so I stay partly with the Dursley's." Harry said quickly recovering.

"Ah I see then. Well, perhaps that would be best then for you, make it easy for you to remember. As for you Mr. Malfoy, the veela side of you is going to be a bit more difficult to hide, however it can be done. You sure you have no suggestions?" Dumbledore said peering again at Draco.

"What do you mean 'hide'? I'm not hiding from anyone." Draco said grumpily again, and sat back in the chair with his arms crossed.

"Mr. Malfoy, you will not be hiding while you are here, just altered a bit is all. Again, are you sure you cant come up with something? Otherwise I will pick a name for you." Dumbledore said a bit sharply this time. Harry knew he was getting a bit offcoloured then for he almost never heard Dumbledore get cranky like that.

"Fine...how about just Malloy then? Atleast it's close enough that I'll remember it." Draco said wearily.

Dumbledore nodded then. "That will do, thank you. You will now be Harry Dursley and Draco Malloy. I trust you will remember that. Now, as to you're appearances...."

"Do we really have to change our appearance? Bad enough we have to remember new names." Draco said muttering.

"Come off it Malfoy, if we dont they'll keep thinking we're our fathers. Atleast it will be easier for me now that my scar is gone." Harry said sighing.

"Scar? What scar?" Dumbledore said interested again.

"Err...nothing, really it's nothing. Just a scar I got..umm...when I fell off my bicycle when I was a kid that's all." Harry said quickly noticing Draco give him another glare.

"Of course." Dumbledore said with a smile at Harry. "Now, I will not change your appearances all that much, just enough not to be noticed. Hmm, let's see now..." he said and taking out his wand pointed it towards Harry and muttered a few words, then did the same thing to Draco. "Well then, see if this will do." he said motioning them towards a mirror that was on the wall.

Harry and Draco got up and went over to the mirror and peered in, surprized at what they saw. Harry hair was black with golden highlights, and his eyes were now brown instead of green. The odd thing was his vision was a bit blurry for some reason, so he took his glasses off to clean them, but realized he could now see perfectly without them on.

"Professor? What did you do to my eyes?" he said turning back to Dumbledore.

"I thought that since your glasses were a bit noticeable Harry that it would be easier if you didn't have to use them. Keep them safe though, you will need them when you return back to your normal self. Meanwhile you will be able to see perfectly without them." he said.

Harry nodded and folded his glasses up, peering back into the mirror again. He noticed now that his hair was longer then it had been before as well, making it more like the style that the 17 year olds would wear back in the late 60's rather then the late 70's. His height, which was 6'1 by this time of his life, was the same luckily, and he still was muscled from years of Quidditch training. The only other thing about him was that he was a bit more tanned then he used to be, over all however the look wasn't bad.

Draco on the other hand was changed a bit more. No longer white blonde but 'dirty' blonde almost yellowed hair he had now, and eyes as blue as the ocean, sparkling just as much. His height of 5'9 was the same, but he too was tanned now, quite the contrast from his normal pale visage. His hair was also longer in the late 60's style, almost reaching down to his mid back compared to Harry's shoulder length hair. He was still a bit on the lean side, not having near as much practise as Harry in flying it seemed, but he was muscled none the less. From Harry's point of view he looked like some Hollywood film star that he had seen, and belonged more on a beach then in a school.

"Wow Malfoy, not bad actually." Harry said glancing at Draco then approvingly.

"Not so bad yourself Potter." Draco said grinning actually back at Harry now.

"Another thing you will both have to remember is that you are not "Potter and Malfoy" any longer. Please do try to remember to refer to yourselves as "Dursley and Malloy" or just plain "Harry and Draco" please.

Harry and Draco turned back to Dumbledore and nodded in agreement. "I suppose if we have to we will." Draco said half reluctantly, but the grin was still partly on his face and he kept giving Harry a strange glance which Harry tried to ignore.

"Now the only thing left is houses. I am going to assume that you Harry, being a Potter of course, would be in Gryffindor, and you Draco would most likely have been in Slytherin yes?" Dumbledore said then, Harry and Draco nodding in verification of that.

"That's right." Harry said then.

"Unfortunately we have a slight problem then." Dumbledore said with a slight frown.

"Problem? What problem?" Draco said then peering at Dumbledore with a puzzled expression.

"I will spare you another sorting, that much I can do. You will be transfer students from...well we cant say Durmstrang's since it's obvious you boys are not Bulgarian, and I take it you cannot speak French?" he said looking at both boys.

"I cant." Harry said, but Draco nodded. "I can speak French." Draco said.

"You can?" Harry said looking at Draco surprized.

"My grandfather was french not that you'd know that. He insisted I learn it." Draco said with a shrug.

"That might solve the problem then. There is a spell that can help translate languages which I can cast on Harry. It's not permanent, but if you need to speak in French it will allow others to hear whatever you wish to say in that language. And this way Draco can speak to you in French and you will hear it in English." Dumbledore said, and taking his wand again pointed it at Harry and muttered again some words. "Try it out." he said with a smile.

"Is this what you're looking for? " he said, but it came out as "C'est ce que tu cherches?" so assumably it was working.

"Magnifique." Draco said actually without sarcasm this time. "So then, we're from Beauxbaton's with Brit accents? I can see that working out well." he said this time with a bit of sarcasm.

"You're parents were British, living in France, hence why you have British accents and attended Beauxbatons." Dumbledore said then with a nod. "Now, the only other problem is where to put you both." he said slightly frowning again.

"Why is this is a problem? I'm a Slytherin, he's a Gryffindor. Problem solved." Draco said.

"Unfortunately not. The Slytherin dorms you see, well they are full. Nowhere at all to put you. I"m afraid that the only available beds left are in either Hufflepuff or Gryffindor towers."

"What? You're joking right? There is no way in bloody hell I am going to be a Hufflepuff!" Draco said outraged.

"I have no problem with Gryffindor." Harry said however.

"Then you shall both go to Gryffindor." Dumbledore said before Draco could protest again.

"This is nutters, me a Gryffindor? That's as bad as Potter being a Slytherin!" Draco said muttering under his breath but Harry caught it.

"Actually I almost was a Slytherin." he said quietly, and Draco looked up at him surprized. "Long story, and it doesn't matter now." he said shrugging. "What bout our things though? Wont it appear strange if we have nothing we brought with us?" he said facing Dumbledore again.

"You're 'luggage' will be arriving shortly if anyone asks. I will arrange for some items you will need, along with your school books. You are both 7th years correct?" he said now jotting down some things onto a piece of parchment after the boys both nodded. "Now the curriculum might have changed 19 years into the future, so if it has please try not to reveal that you allready know too much. I dont need to tell you that what you know of the future stays in the future." he said giving Harry a sharp glance.

"Even if it could..." he began but was cut off again by Dumbledore.

"Nothing can be said nor done to change what should happen Harry. The very time stream depends on that. The slightest changes could alter the very future you are trying to return to, and if you change one thing that future might not even be there to return to. Do you understand?" Dumbledore said.

"Yes sir, I understand." Harry said with a deep sigh. His one chance to save his parents, to save himself from the misery he was currently in could all be fixed in a single moment. But he knew also Dumbledore was right, it was way too risky.

"Right then. Since it is past dinnertime now, I will have to make your introductions in the morning. For tonight you will stay in Gryffindor tower both of you, and I will personally escort you there myself." he said getting up from his desk and heading towards the door.

The boys followed, there wasn't much left to say any longer. Now that they knew they weren't in their own present, and that they had no choice but to stay where they were at, they would have to either learn to adapt until the time came they could go home, or else...well they didn't exactly know what else they could do. They couldn't leave the school, the mirror was their only hope to get back perhaps so neither of them were anxious to leave it, but being in the same dorm together, having classes and basically 'being' together with each other wasn't going to be easy for them, that much they knew.

Right as they got to the portrait of the fat lady then it opened, and a boy looking remarkably familiar came out of the entrance banging straight into Dumbledore. "Pr-Professor Dumbledore! I"m so sorry, I didn't expect anyone to be outside the portrait..." the boy said, then glanced questioningly at Harry and Draco who were standing behind Dumbledore.

"Ah Sirius, I will not ask where you thought you were going at this time of night if you would be so kind as to escort these 2 new transfer students to the commons for me. I realize the hour is late but if you would be so kind..." he said smiling down at Sirius who was blushing slightly.

"Of course Professor, more then happy to." he said slightly smiling back. He knew he had been caught going out after curfew so he was willing to do anything to make up for it. "Please, come in okay?" he said smiling now at Harry and Draco.

Dumbledore nodded to the two boys and gave them a smile of reassurance. "Remember what we discussed Mr. Dursley, Mr. Malloy. I will see you before breakfast in the morning, please come to my office first." he said then headed back down the way they had just come, leaving the boys to face the other boy.

"Well, come on in then, no point staying out here before Filch catches us or something." Sirius said and climbed back inside the entrance hole.

"That was quick Siri, what happened, Filch?" a boy said from inside the room.

"Worse, Dumbledore." he said grumbling. "These are 2 new exchange students apparently. Going to be here in the dorms. What's your names again?" Sirius said turning back towards Harry and Draco now.

Harry was staring at the boy on the sofa with almost an awed look until he felt a pinch from Draco. "Err...Harry...Harry Dursley. This is Draco Malloy..." he said then.

"Well nice to meet you Harry, Draco. This here as you probably heard is Sirius, I"m James, and that kid over there sitting by the fire is Peter. Welcome to Hogwarts, and Gryffindor Tower!" he said smiling and offered Harry his hand.

Harry looked at him a moment, then with a smile took James's hand. "Thanks."

James then offered his hand out to Draco who took it albeit reluctantly. "Right." was all he said.

"So where you from?" Sirius asked flopping down on the chair next to James's.

"Umm..Beauxbatons, we um...we were supposed to get here earlier but ah, got delayed." Harry said nervously and actually took a step closer to Draco. Draco, though not exactly what he would call a friend, was atleast something familiar, something he could relate to. Seeing his father so young, and right infront of him, and worse, alive, was giving him a horrible feeling.

Draco somehow could sense this though, and nodded at Harry telling him in French then it would be allright and not to worry. He didn't know if anyone else in the room would be able to understand, but he hoped not.

"Wow cool, you can speak french!" James said with a grin.

"James you are such a dolt! They said they were from Beauxbatons!" Sirius said throwing a seat cushion at James.

"Hey watch it! Sorry, the accents threw me." he said with a chuckle.

"Our parents were British that's all." Draco said now and took Harry over to one of the sofas and sat down, Harry sitting down next to him. "So ahh..Sirius was it? What were you doing going out after curfew anyway?" he said then turning to Sirius.

"Oh, that. It was nothing. Kitchen raid." he said with a slight grin that said almost all too clearly that it was nothing of the sort.

"Right, kitchen raid." Draco said glancing at Harry and nodding. Both Harry and Draco got the feeling it was more then likely Sirius had been going after someone and not food.

They didn't get much more chance to talk though for the portrait opened up again, and something, or someone rather apparently came through it, though noone was in sight. After the portrait closed however, Sirius and James each passed a look between them and it was clear they were not happy. "We'll be right back, sorry." They both said nearly same time and headed up the stairs to the dorms.

Peter didn't say anything, just watched the two of them go up the stairs and shook his head. "Just bloody great. Why does he insist on doing that?" he apparently muttered to noone, then went back to the book he was reading.

Harry and Draco however decided to follow them upstairs, and right as they got to the room they heard quite a row coming from it.

"...none of your business, I already told you that before James!" someone was saying inside.

"Dammit it is our business when one of our best friends decides to go hanging round with Slytherin scum Remus! Especially that greasy slimy git! You were with him again weren't you!" James was saying angrily.

"Look who's talking James, you were the one with Malfoy earlier!" Remus's voice apparently came floating from inside the room.

"Malfoy?! Are you nutters Remus? I've been here in the commons all night! Tell him Sirius!" James yelled back.

"He's right Remus, we've both been here, Peter too. Now where the bloody hell were you?" Sirius voice said angrily.

"But...but we saw you with Malfoy, dont deny it! In the corridor by the potions classroom...." Remus started to say but was cut off.

"We? I knew it! You were with him again! How many times do we have to tell you to stay away from that git, he's nothing but trouble! Gods Remus, if you really are that desperate to find a man then I'll give you what you want!" Sirius said shouting back, and then Harry and Draco heard a slight scuffle from the room and saw James walk out nearly bumping right into them.

"Gads sorry bout that. What are you two doing up here anyway?" he said still a bit angry.

"Um James, what's going on?" Harry said slowly turning towards the door James had just come out of.

"Nothing, leave them alone. Remus is being stupid that's all." James said in a huff and headed back down the stairs muttering.

"Sirius please, come on, it's not like that, I swear it, we're just friends!" Remus's voice came from the room in a pleading tone.

"James is your friend Remus. I am you're friend. Severus Snape is not you're friend. If it's just for sex then say it but dont do this to us! If it's just sex you want hell Remy, what's wrong with me?" Sirius said in a strange tone of voice.

"Siri come on, it's not like that, I told you. I"m sorry that I cant be what you want, I really am. I just dont think of you like that, you're my friend, more like my brother then anything else. I cant...." Remus's voice said almost in tears.

"Dammit Remus I love you, I've always loved you, I thought you knew that! This is killing me to see you with Snape...hell Remus I can understand anyone else...just not Snape." Sirius's voice said breaking.

"You want me to say it Siri fine, I will. I do love Severus, I tried not to, I tried to fight it, but I cant. He needs me Siri, you dont. You're strong, he's not. He's like a lost child that is clinging to hopes and dreams, and I want to help him in those hopes and dreams. It's bad enough Lucius takes his anger out on him as he does, I've seen the bruises, and I want to be the one to make the tears he has stop. Allright? Please Sirius, please understand..." Remus said softly.

"I dont, I dont understand Remus. I'm trying, but I cant. When I think of him in your arms, and it's not me in your arms I want to kill him. I want it to be me kissing you, not him...me making love to you not him....gods Remus how can you do this to me?" Sirius said tears obviously claiming him now.

"I"m sorry Siri, so so sorry...." Remus said then sighing, and then nothing more was said from the room, only sobs seemed to come on the air.

Harry and Draco had heard enough, and in silence headed back down to the common room. Oddly enough James wasn't there, somehow he must have gone somewhere else, and Peter had fallen asleep by the fire so basically Harry and Draco were alone now to themselves. Neither of them knew what to say to each other, they just sat down next to each on the sofa they had previously occupied.

"This...is definitely...turning out...to be...one hell of a day..." Harry finally said actually remembering to say it so it would be in french incase anyone was listening, while gazing into the fireplace where there was a fire actually lit.

Draco nodded and sighed. "What the hell have we gotten ourselves into? Tell me this is nothing more then a nightmare...please..." he said back in french also gazing into the fire.

"I wish it was....I really wish it was...." Harry said softly, and neither of them felt the need to talk anymore and just gazed into the fire. Each thinking thoughts they weren't sure they should, each of them almost praying that they would wake up and everything would be back to normal, back in their own time, and in their own places.

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