Albus Don't you Dare!

Grimmauld Place

Number 12, Grimmauld Place, 1995

"OUCH!"

"Dom, your elbow is on my face!"

"Hey!"

"Rox, get off! You're as heavy as a hippopatamus!"

"Oh shut up Freddie!"

"Scorp, that was my foot!"

"Sorry Al!"

"Keep it down everyone!"

The kids found themselves on a rather gloomy hallway, with moving pictures. Albus caressed his head.

"Bloody hell! Where in the world are we?" Hugo asked.

"Hugo, language!" Victoire hissed.

James then looked around, it all seemed familiar, sort of. "Hang on, this Grimmauld Place!"

"Grimmauld Place? What's Gimmauld Place?" Scorpius said.

"Number 12 Grimmauld Place!" said Lily, "We visit here during holidays. This was Dad's godfather's home."

"But, I'm sure Dad got this place fixed up. It looks so old and gloomy, unless —"

"WE'RE IN THE PAST! THE TIME TURNER BROUGHT US TO THE PAST!!" James yelled loudly as ever.

"Shhhhhh!" said Victoire.

"Sirius, could you check the hallway?" said a mellow and familiar voice. The kids raised their heads.

"Way to go, James." Teddy groaned.

"That voice. I know that voice. I think it's —"said Hugo.

"Grandad!" Louis finished.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?!" uttered an unfamiliar man, with a wand on his hand. He was a tall, well-bulit man with medium, dazzling black hair and striking grey eyes.

Albus's eyes bulged. He knew who this man was; he have seen him in numerous pictures. Harry told him lots of stories about him. This man was none other than Sirius Black, Harry's godfather.

"S-Sirius?" Albus stuttered. "Sirius Black?"

Sirius raised a brow.

"Er, yes, and how do you know my name?" Sirius said. "Are you Death Eaters coming to spy on us?"

The cousins shook their heads at this. Sirius bit his lip.
"Alright, what's the name of Dumbledore's pet phoenix?"

"Fawkes, sir." said Scorpius.

Sirius grinned at this. "Just travelers Arthur!" he hollered. "Come, you'd wanna introduce yourselves to the other Order members."

"Order?" asked Freddie.

"Order of the Phoenix business. For us members only." said Sirius, grinning at Freddie.

"New recruitments?" growled a man who standing by the counter. His face was filled with scars, he had dark grey hair and wooden leg. His right eye was small and dark while his left was an electric blue magical eye that independently moved around from his normal eye. "They could be Death Eaters in disguise."

The cousins immediately recognized him as Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody.

"Don't worry Mad-Eye. You heard Sirius, they're just travelers and they're just children." said a man who's face was also filled with scars, he looked ill and tired. Although he was young, his light brown was flecked with grey.
He was sitting beside a young woman, with dark twinkling eyes, and short and spiky bubblegum-pink hair.

Teddy's heart leaped; he knew them. He seemed to cry, he've always wanted to meet them, but never got the chance, since he already lost them when he was a few weeks-old. They were his parents: Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks.

"It's-it's you," Teddy stuttered, pointing at Remus and Tonks. "It's really you!"

"What do you mean it's us?" Tonks asked, her hair turning into a shade of violet. Teddy couldn't believe it, he was talking to his mother.

"Er, Molly, why won't we let our guests eat with us. They must be tired after their long trip." said a tall and thin elderly man with kind and twinkling eyes and a long silver beard.
"Of course, Headmaster." said Molly Weasley, who unbeknownst to her ushered her future grandchildren to the table.

"Scorpius, it's THE Albus Dumbledore." Scorpius whispered to Albus, pointing at the elderly headmaster.

"So where do you kids come from?" asked a boy, with messy jet-black hair and green eyes. A lightning scar was visible on his forehead. James, Albus and Lily exchanged glances; they were seeing their father when he was 15 years old.

"Dad?" the three chorused; leaving the Order members surprised.

"Dad? What do you mean, and why do you three look familiar?" Harry asked, scratching his messy black hair. "I must've hit my head hard or something."

"You're not dreaming." said James.

"No, Uncle Harry. We've come from the future!" said Freddie in a dramatic voice as he stood from his chair.

The cousins clapped their hands against their foreheads.