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Authors Notes: Well, this is it chaps. The last chapter. Hope you enjoy.

-Chapter Fourteen-

The Professors, Weasley twins, Ginny, Hermione, Sirius and Remus had tried to wake Harry, Ron, Draco and Neville up with everything that popped into their minds, but nothing worked. The four on the floor looked as thought they were sleeping peacefully after along day of work.

"Professor, what are we going to do?" Hermione asked, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Put them in the Infirmary and wait, that's all I can think off." McGonagall replied.

Dumbledore looked down at his former students. He noticed that something was changed with Harry and Draco's black cloaks. He took Harry's off, held it out and nearly lost it in surprise. The cloak was still black but now it was trimmed with white fur, and at the middle of it was the Hogwarts coat of arms with the words 'Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus' in gold under the crest. He had never heard about something like this happening. Dumbledore showed it to the others. Sirius's mouth dropped open and Madame Pomfrey fainted.

Dumbledore suddenly remembered something one of his former Professors had said: "There will be a little Potter kid with a great destiny. I want to ask two favours of you Headmaster. First: in the summer right before his seventh year, send him these Invisibility cloaks. And second: when Hogwarts herself chooses him and three others, don't interfere. Just wait until they wake up on their own."

What had the name of the Professor been? Ha-something Hunter. Wasn't it Hawk? No. Harry? Yes that was it. Harry Hunter. Come to think of it... no, that couldn't be right... could it? That would mean that Harry had been teaching Severus, Sirius, Remus and his own parents. Not to mention Peter Pettigrew and Lucius Malfoy. That would explain a few things.

"Leave them be." Everyone looked at Dumbledore. "They will wake up on their own."

"How can you be so certain?" Sirius asked. "And why can't we just move them to the Infirmary?"

"Do you remember a Professor named Harry Hunter?"

"Yes, he was here in your last year Sirius, Severus and Remus. Had two friends with him, Draco Hartnell and Ron Scott... You don't mean that...? But Dumbledore!" McGonagall was shocked, but it was nothing compared to Snape, Sirius and Remus's reactions.

"Oh-" Remus began.

"-my-" Snape continued.

"-god." Sirius finished.

"Why couldn't I mean that? It has yet to happen."

"But there's no Time-Turner that could be that strong." McGonagall protested.

"Do you think he, or they, would need any?" Dumbledore asked. "Hogwarts herself has chosen them to something big."

"Do you mean to tell me that these walls are alive?" Ginny asked.

"As Harry told me in the past: 'there's nothing that isn't alive in one way or another. Even death'."

"Could you guys shut up? You're going to wake up the dead if you continue like this."

They turned and found Harry, Draco, Ron and Neville sitting up.

"What the Hell happened?"

"I've no idea."

"It feels as thought there's a truck-race inside my head, and the drivers don't see the difference between the road and a wall."

"Really witty Malfoy."

"Well what do you want me to do? Put on a skirt and dance the cancan?"

"Okay, you're beginning to scare me."

"When aren't you scared Longbottom?"

"Is that an offence?"

"No, it's cupcake trying to eat you. Of course it's an offence!"

"Well, at least cupcakes taste good."

"And I bet you taste good to the cupcake."

"How did cupcakes end up in this argument?" Harry asked.

"I've no idea, but it's a good topic." Draco replied.

"Yeah, how much flour and milk do you put in it, O Master Cook Draco?"

"You're getting better Weasley."

"Is that a compliment coming from a Malfoy?"

"Of course not Potter. It was meant in a bad way."

"Yeah right."

"Hey! I'm serious here!"

"You're not Sirius. He is."

The people standing around them could only watch the argument. It was good to see the four of them arguing. That meant that Hogwarts was back to normal, well, as normal as it could get.

"You know, they are worse than you guys when you were in school." Remus said to Snape and Sirius.

"Speak for yourself Lupin. Black was the one who picked the fights."

"Now really? And you were the Golden Child, running around, and minding your own business?"

"That were your words, and I appreciate that you finally admitted that I was better than you."

"Is that a joke coming from a Snape?" Sirius asked using some of Harry's words.

"I think he's finally cracked." Remus said to his friend.

Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick and the other Professors just stared at the two groups arguing. Dumbledore had a small smile on his face, McGonagall was smiling openly and the others were positively grinning.

"Will they ever grow up?" Hermione asked.

"Lets hope not." Dumbledore replied. "Well, this evening was very special, but in another way than we planned. I know that I will not forget it."

"Do you think they'll run out of comments soon?" Fred and George asked after another ten minutes. "We have something planned for this evening too." Everyone pointedly looked at the two groups arguing. "We'll take that as a 'no'."

"How did they get Quidditch out of ferrets?" Ginny asked.

"I don't want to know." Dumbledore, Fred, George, Hermione and McGonagall said at the same time.


There was a cave far from Hogwarts, way up to the north where almost no humans came. A snowstorm was going on outside but inside the cave a fire was lit, giving it a somewhat cosy atmosphere. There were shelves lined with books, a wooden table with two chairs and two people sitting by it, playing chess. There was also a great green chair placed right in front of the fire.

"If he hadn't been such a coward and given himself to them, we would have won by now. I hate it when people turn into cowards, just look at Snape." The voice coming from the chair by the fire was colder than the snowstorm that was going on outside. "Bring me the kid."

One of the cloaked people rose from the table and disappeared through a door at the far end of the cave. A moment later the person came back with a fat, blonde boy who looked as though he had seen better days. The boy was round 19 or something close. He was placed in front of the chair by the fire.

"I don't know what you want, but I don't have it." It sounded as though the two of them had had this conversation before.

"Oh, but I think you do." The man in the chair replied. "Now, tell me about your cousin. The one that didn't come to save you when you needed him. The one who blew up your house just to spite you. The one who is running around with his abnormal friends, laughing at you."

"I cannot do anything to him. He's abnormal as you said, one of you."

"What would you say if you became more powerful than him?"

"Y-you could do that?" the boy asked. This was a new turn.

"Of course I can, boy." The man in the chair replied.

"What do you want in return? I know your kind, you don't do anything like this just for fun."

"What I want is your loyalty to me. Through thick and thin, as you Muggle's say it."

"No. I don't want to."

"Don't you want to beat him? Destroy him, like he did with your family? No? Oh, I think you do, boy. Everyone has a prise Dursley. Imperio!"


Well, that's it for now. Anyone want to know what happened when Harry, Draco and Ron went back in time? Anyone want the sequel to this fic? Anyone want both? Please review and tell me what you want.

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