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Chapter 2: The Second Generation Trio
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"You're late, Potter."
"I'm sorry, I know, I know, it won't happen again."
"That's what you said the last time. Do you have a watch?"
"Yes, Professor, I do."
"Then I suggest you use it so you're not late to my class. Take your seat." Blake Potter gave a short nod and took his seat, next to his sister, Lily Potter. He waited for the whispered lecture, but it didn't come. He looked over at her and saw she had her head tilted to the side, looking as though she hadn't noticed that her twin brother had sat next to her. She kept her eyes to the front of the class where Professor McGonagall was starting class. They didn't speak to each other all throughout class. After the bell rang, Lily launched into her lecture. She sighed and said in a quiet voice,
"What was it this time?"
"Lost track of time."
"Bull crap."
"Seriously, Lils, I swear."
"And uh, what caused girl caused you to lose track of time?"
"There wasn't a girl. This time." Lily shook her head and rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, I think the people at the hospital switched my real brother for you and gave you his appearance to cover it up. Sometimes I swear you aren't my brother, because you and I are so different." Blake grinned.
"Yes, like we've always been taught, I'm exactly like Dad, you're exactly like Mum." Lily sighed again.
"Speaking of our parents, we have Defense Against the Dark Arts next. Did you finish your homework?"
"Yes," Blake said in an annoyed tone of voice.
"How about you?" Lily said to their best friend, Julia Weasley, who had just joined them.
"Finished."
"And we didn't even have to look off of yours."
"Very good, dear brother, because you know Mum checks for that stuff."
"I know. We've learned not to copy down your exact answers at least in DADA. God, that was embarrassing." Lily's eyes widened and she nodded, and so did Julia.
"Hand your papers forward, please," Professor Hermione Potter said to her third year Gryffindor class. Blake's, Lily's and Julia's papers were on top, and while the other professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Harry Potter, started the class, Hermione started grading the papers. Lily just happened to glance up at her mother, when she had looked at her son and daughter's papers. Lily nudged her brother in the side and nodded towards her mother when she had Blake's attention. The look on Hermione's face told them they were in trouble, it was a look they had seen many times before. Lily nudged Julia in the side and nodded towards her mother. Julia glanced up front to her godmother and her eyes widened and she turned away, knowing she was in trouble. Hermione mouthed,
"See me after class." Blake and Lily nodded. The class passed by slowly, and what seemed like three hours later, the bell finally rang. The three stayed after class and slowly went up to the front of the classroom where Hermione was still seated a stern look planted on her face. Lily glanced over to her father and saw he walked over and stood next to his wife, his arms crossed. He wore a stern look also, identical to his wife's. They had been married way too long.
"I've just read an interesting essay that was assigned a week ago. What was so interesting about it was that the same essay was on three different papers. And it so happens that these papers belonged to you three. And I want to know, why?" Hermione said. The three thirteen year olds didn't answer.
"Answer me." Blake nervously cleared his throat.
"Jules and I had other stuff to do, and forgot about it until the last minute. And the simple solution was to paraphrase Lily's assignment."
"But you didn't paraphrase the essay, it's exactly the same."
"We ran out of time." Hermione sighed.
"We assigned that essay to find out what all three of you know, not just what Lily knows. I would've expected better from my son and daughter. I'm very, very disappointed in you, and in you too, Julia. I would expect better from you too. All three of you will have two days worth of detention to serve, and all three of you have to do the assignment over again only I want two rolls of parchment instead of one." Harry, who had been silent throughout this whole conversation, said,
"And if this ever happens again, we'll have to see about how your time is used. If you'd dedicate half the time you spend playing Quidditch to your homework, you'd get it all done on time." Blake's eyes narrowed in anger.
"Thanks a lot, Dad, didn't you used to do the same thing when you were in school? And off of Mum? You and Ron used to do this all the time, and you're giving us this lecture about cheating when you're both guilty about it?"
"Blake, you're your own person. All three of you are. You don't need to follow in Ron, your mother's and my footsteps. We don't want you to be like we were in this situation."
"It's very hypocritical of you to lecture us on this, when you're guilty of the same thing when you were our age," Lily said. Harry and Hermione didn't say anything to what their daughter said, but Hermione did say,
"You're already late for your next class. I'll give you a pass…"
The three entered the DADA classroom and took their seats towards the middle of the class. Their father was already there, sitting at the desk at the front of the class, reading Auror reports, brow furrowed in thought and anxiety. He glanced up as his son, daughter and goddaughter came into the classroom, and smiled a hello, and went back to reading the reports. Lily looked up at her father, worried of what was making him so anxious. She glanced at her brother, who she could tell was thinking the same thing. Blake ran a hand through his messy hair and bent down to grab his books out of his bag. When he straightened back up, Lily noticed that the way he had ran his hand through his hair had caused a slight cowlick. She smiled and fixed it, but it was still messy as always. It was a Potter inheritance; his dad's hair was exactly the same way, and his father's too. If you could take nineteen years off of Harry's appearance, he and Blake could pass as identical twins. They both had the messy black hair, same facial features, and same bright green eyes. Lily had inherited her father's green eyes, and his hair color, but her hair wasn't messy, just slightly bushy like her mother's, but not too much that a brush and a little bit of straightening potion couldn't handle. But other than the color of hair and the eyes, Lily looked exactly like her mother. Both Blake and Lily were short, like their parents were growing up, but were still growing. And their best friend, and god sister, Julia, looked so much like her dad, Ron, but looked a lot like her mother too. Her eyes were blue, and she was tall and freckly. And, like every Weasley in history, she had fiery red hair. The three of them had been best friends for as long as they could remember, since they were born. They fought, laughed, cried, and but through it all, they were still friends, and little did they know that times would come that they'd need that friendship in the toughest times.
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"Lils, can't you just come back later and get this book?"
"No, I can't, Blake, now shut up and stop complaining." Blake sighed and muttered,
"Why couldn't I have a sister like me instead?" He looked around and didn't see Julia around. He whispered,
"Jules, where are you? Jules!" He noticed the gate to the restricted section was open and a glow from a torch bobbed around as the person holding it moved down the rows." He went over to see why Julia was in the restricted section. When he found her, she had her back to him, reading a book.
"Julia!" He whispered loudly. Julia jumped and almost dropped the book. She turned and her eyes narrowed in annoyance at her friend.
"What the hell are you trying to do, scare the crap outta me?"
"I'm sorry, what are you doing?"
"Reading, smart one, what does it look like?"
"What are you reading?"
"This." She held up the book for Blake to read out loud.
"Illegal Time Travel for the Rebellious." Blake looked up at Julia, who was grinning mischievously.
"Wouldn't it be bloody great to go into the future and see how we all end up?"
"It's illegal, Jules. It says so in the first word of the title."
"So? Nothin's illegal until you get caught."
"Lils'll never go for this."
"Who says she has to know?" Julia looked at Blake, waiting for an answer, and Blake smiled.
"Brilliant."
"I know I am," Julia said, hiding the book under her robes. They came out of the restricted section to find Lily standing with her arms crossed and a stern look on her face, identical to that of her mother's.
"What are you two up to?"
"Nothing," Blake said a little too quickly.
"Liar."
"Seriously, Lils, we're up to nothing."
"Uh-huh, right, Jules," Lily said, not convinced. Julia sighed, and pulled the book out. She put her hand over the `illegal' part and showed it to Lily.
"Time Travel for the Rebellious? What's your hand covering?"
"Nothing."
"Can I see it?"
"No. Not `til later."
"No, can I see it now?"
"No, later, Lils." Lily grabbed the book out of Julia's hands quickly, before she had a chance to keep it from her.
"Illegal Time Travel for the Rebellious. That makes it much better," Lily said sarcastically as she headed back to the restricted section to put the book back. Blake and Julia held her back.
"No, Lils, think about, it wouldn't it be cool to go into the future to see where you end up?" Lily gave an unconvincing `no' as she pulled free from Blake and Julia's grip and kept walking.
"Yes it would, and you know it."
"But it's not right, something could go wrong that we'd regret."
"Lily! Please, stop, do something fun for once in your life! Don't hide…" Julia was cut off by Filch's voice,
"Who's in there?" Julia and Lily gasped as Blake threw the invisibility cloak over them and they stood by the door, waiting for Filch to come in, so they could sneak out. He threw the door open and hobbled inside, looking around for the intruders.
"I know you're in here, you can't hide from me." The trio snuck out the door before it could shut and took off down the hallway, whipping the cloak off so they could run faster. As they were running, Lily said,
"Blake, Marauder's Map!" Blake pulled out the Map and said the words to make the map visible.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good." The map of the school appeared on the parchment.
"Where's Mrs. Norris?"
"On her way to the library to help Filch."
"And Snape?"
"In his office."
"Mum and Dad?"
"In their office."
"Anyone else in the way to the Gryffindor Tower?"
"No." They finally reached the Fat Lady and had to wake her up to give her the password. She raised an eyebrow in question to where they had been and why they were out of breath, but before she could say anything, Blake said,
"Wronski Feint." The portrait hole opened, and the three of them went inside and collapsed in three of the chairs. Lily pulled her feet up close to her body and opened the book. Julia's eyes widened.
"You took it along?"
"Well, what else was I supposed to do with it? I couldn't just leave it, it'd look suspicious."
"Like hearing voices in the library isn't?"
"It'd look more suspicious."
"So, how do we go back in time, that is, if you're going along, Lily?"
"I'll go along. It's a potion, and it'll take a week to make."
"Do we have all the ingredients for it?"
"No. But we can get them in Hogsmeade this weekend."
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Saturday evening, Lily, Blake and Julia were on the Astronomy Tower brewing the potion.
"How is this going to sit here for a week without anyone finding it, Lily?"
"We'll conjure an invisibility shield around it so no one will find it."
A week later, the potion was ready. Lily looked at the book and said,
"Ok, we need to write down the number of years we want to go ahead in time."
"Ok, just pick a number. Just a random number." Lily wrote nineteen on the paper and stirred it into the potion. The substance glowed a bright green color. Lily separated the potion into three goblets and gave one to Julia and Blake and kept one for her. They clinked the glasses together.
"Cheers, see you all in the future," Julia said. They drank it all in one gulp; it tasted like freezing cold butterbeer that felt like it froze their insides. They all shivered and with the feeling of traveling by portkey, they felt hooks behind their navels and were flung in time. A wind came up the instant that they left, and the pages of the book flew back in the wind to the first page of the instructions for potion. It was titled, Time Traveling for the Rebellious, and in tiny letters it read, traveling back in time.
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