Hello! My name is Aqua, Thats just a nickname, but still, I am writing this story with the permission of my cousin, Jessica (Also known as SevIsMine08). I hope you all enjoy this story, because I'm going to enjoy writing it. :)

Adventures in Time Traveling Aqua Johnson.

Harry Potter, 16, was not happy. It was only the second week into the new school year, and Professor Snape, the greasy Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had assigned him a detention because Harry had apparently cheated on the test on various poisons and their antidotes. Of course, Harry hadn't cheated. But Snape just loves giving Harry detentions and he needed an excuse to do it. Of course, it doesn't matter whether its true or not, Snape doesn't care. He has always hated Harry for some reason or another.

So it was with an air of resentment, that Harry made his way to the Dungeon Dwelling Moron's classroom. When he got there, he knocked, but didn't hear anything. Harry knocked again, this time frustrated. After five minutes, Harry walked into the classroom, and looked around. He saw Snape working on a Potion in the front of the classroom. Harry suddenly had a mad urge to go up and try to scare him. But of course, nothing, short of shampoo and conditioner, would scare Snape.

"I don't think so, Potter." Snape suddenly said, turning and glaring at Harry, who glared back. "So, Potter, you're so arrogant that you believe you can just ruin someone's work just because you're mad." He sneered. Harry was getting irritated. He was so sick of Snape giving him detention just because he felt like it. It was annoying.

"No, sir." Harry said, through gritted teeth. Snape smirked.

"We'll see. Now, sit I want you to collect the mucous from these Flobberworms. " Snape said, waving his wand, and making four buckets of Flobberworms appear. "Have fun." He said, and returning to his work. Harry sighed, and got to work.

After about two hours, Harry was getting bored. Angry as well. Snape kept on throwing jibes about how much of an arrogant and conceited brat Harry was.

"You don't know what you're talking about, so shut up!" Harry snapped, standing abruptly. "Don't talk about things you don't know! Its irritating, stupid, and just getting old!" He added, slamming his fist on the table. Unfortunately, he slammed it on a spoon that had a Flobberworm on the long end, and he slammed it on the spoon part. The Flobberworm flew into the air, and landed into the cauldron.

"You foolish brat!" Snape spat. "You have now ruined a perfectly good Po- " before he could finish, he fell to the floor in a faint. Harry stared at his professor in horror. Was he dead? While Harry was walking towards him, he fell in a faint as well.

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Remus Lupin was walking to the Hospital Wing to get a Pepperup Potion from Madame Pomfrey, when he stumbled upon something a little shocking. There was James, or someone who resembled him, and Snape, though Remus wasn't so sure it was actually him, he looked too old to be Snape. The two appeared to be unconscious.

"Mr. Lupin, what are you doing wandering around at this time?" Came a voice from behind. Remus turned and saw Professor Dumbledore there.

"Sir, I just found these two, I don't know who they are, but they appear to be unconscious." Remus said, somewhat nervously. Dumbledore looked at the two unconscious figures, rather curiously.

"I see, well can you help me get them to the Hospital Wing?" He asked. Remus nodded, pulling out his wand, waving it, and had the one that looked exactly like James, levitated. Dumbledore did the same to the other.

Together they took the two to Madame Pomfrey's.

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Harry groggily opened his eyes, and all he saw was white. Ugh, I must be dead or something. I feel as though I've been trampled on by a thousand Hippogriffs. He thought, sitting up. He looked around and realized that he was in the Hospital Wing, it felt different for some reason. On a bed besides Harry was Snape. Seeing Snape made Harry remember what had happened in the Potions classroom, and he instantly sat up.

"Ouch, okay that was stupid." Harry muttered, putting a hand to his head. He had a headache from hell.

"Ah, I see you are awake." Came a familiar voice from the side. "I am Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, who might you be?" Dumbledore asked. Harry looked at him confusedly.

He should know who I am, I've been going to this school for the past six years. He thought. "Professor, are you suffering from amnesia?" He asked, already knowing the answer. This person may be Dumbledore, but it looked like a somewhat younger version of the Dumbledore Harry knew.

"I don't believe so. Now, why don't you tell me who you are." Dumbledore said.

"My name is Harry Po- " Harry was cut off by Snape, who had woken up.

"Princeton." Snape said quickly, shooting Harry a look that said 'Go along, or you will regret it.'

"I see, and who are you?" Dumbledore asked Snape, eyes twinkling, like he could tell Snape was lying.

"My name is Severus Princeton. I am Harry's father." He said unblinkingly. Harry stared at him, an incredulous look on his face.

What the hell is Snape playing at? He's not my father, and why is he telling Dumbledore that? He thought.

"Would you care to tell me how you came to Hogwarts, we can of course continue this in my office." Dumbledore said, Severus and Harry nodded.

Five minutes later the three were on their way to the Headmasters office. "Butterfingers." Dumbledore said to the gargoyles, who leapt aside to let them through. Once inside the office, Dumbledore motioned for Harry and Severus to sit, which they did. "Now, why don't you tell me what your real names are." He told them. Harry ignored this, and asked him a question.

"First, will you tell me what year it is?" He asked Dumbledore.

"The year is 1976." Dumbledore replied.

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AN: DUN! DUN! DUNNNNNNN! Okay, thats my first chapter, which took some time to write, I really hope you all will read this, and enjoy it. Please review, to tell me what yout think. Love ya! Aqua.