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Chapter 5: Poking Your Nose Around Will Get You Into Trouble Someday
Disclaimer: I forgot this before; For this chapter, and the previous chapters, and all chapters to come, I do not own Harry Potter.
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"Blake, we need to talk." Lily said when she found her brother the next morning, sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall.
"What is it?"
"Mum suspects us."
"How?"
"They recognize us."
"What? How?"
"Well, Mum and Dad recognize us, they just don't know from where. And Mum suspects that Beth isn't my real name."
"Well, it isn't."
"No crap, Blake."
"How can they recognize us and not know who we are?"
"People say child/parent connections are extremely strong. I think they're recognizing the connection, but just not realizing it. To them they think they've met us before when they were younger, and it can just stay that way too." Blake nodded.
"You know Mum though, Lils. Once she's got an idea in her head, she won't stop until she finds out about it. She'll go poking her nose around." Lily nodded and sighed.
"I know."
"She'll drag the other two along too. Ron doesn't know, well, he does, but he doesn't see it. Mum'll drag Dad along in finding this out."
"You don't know that. See, the Harry of our time, the one who's married to Hermione would go along with her, but the Harry of this time, who's seventeen and going out with Ginny Weasley wouldn't necessarily go along."
"Speaking of which, what are we going to do about these other relationships our parents are in?"
"We aren't going to do anything, this is what happened in the past, we can't mess with that, or we might screw it all up and really mess up the future to the point that we are never born."
"What happens then, if that should happen?"
"We disappear. It's a painful process, and we'll cease to exist."
"Ok, we won't mess with the past, unless we have to."
"Exactly." Brother and sister were cut short in their conversation by the trio coming to the table. Hermione smiled brightly considering how tired she was.
"Good morning!" Everyone mumbled a good morning response. No one else had got much sleep last night either. Lily didn't get to sleep until an hour before she had to get up; Blake slept fitfully because of lack of comfort of sleeping in a bed he wasn't used to; Harry dreamt about Sirius dying again, and didn't sleep much at all; Ron couldn't sleep because Harry kept him awake; Hermione kept having the weird dreams of someone dying. The only person who wasn't there with them was Julia. Ron noticed this and asked Blake and Lily,
"Where's Julia at this morning?" Ron said, after noticing that only Blake and Lily were at the table.
"Still sleeping," Lily said. "She's not a morning person. You couldn't get her out of bed to save your life." Harry laughed.
"Sounds like Ron."
"Really? Isn't that weird," Lily said with a nervous laugh.
"Well, I would get out of bed in the morning if I had a chance to get a good night's sleep. But I can't when roommates keep dreaming nightmares and keep everyone up." Harry laughed sarcastically, and getting angry, said,
"You think I want to see Sirius die every night in my dreams? Let's see how you take it when someone close to you dies, and you watch helplessly as their life ends. How would you take it if it were your parents? Your brothers or sister? Or Hermione?" Ron put his hands up slowly and tried to calm Harry down.
"Ok, sorry, Harry," he said slowly. "I didn't mean what I said. You know how getting little sleep makes me." It took a few seconds of silence before Harry's expression softened, and everything was normal between them all.
"Sorry," Harry mumbled, not meeting anyone's eyes. It was then that Julia came into the Great Hall extremely sleepy looking.
"I thought you were sleeping, Jules. It's kinda early for you, isn't it?" Blake said with a smile. If looks could kill, Lily would've been instantly dead from the glare Julia sent her.
"I know," she said through gritted teeth. With another glare at Lily, she sat down and started buttering a piece of toast. Lily grinned.
"Morning sunshine!" she said brightly.
"Yeah, shut up."
"What's your problem this morning?" Blake asked.
"Your sister is evil."
"Well, I knew that already," Blake said and he ducked a smack from his sister.
"What'd she do this time?"
"I've fashioned an alarm clock for our dear Miss Carter. She can't get up in the morning at a decent hour, so I've charmed her pillow to scream loudly at a given time to wake her up." Everyone but Julia laughed.
"That's very clever, Beth. We should use that charm on Ron's pillow, so he can get up on time," Hermione said, and she and Harry grinned. Ron narrowed his eyes at them.
"You do and I'll kill you both."
"That's not very nice, Ron," Lily said smiling.
"Anyways, off the subject of waking up in the morning," Hermione said, "So, who's on the list for Quidditch trials tomorrow?" Harry shrugged.
"I won't know till I get down to the pitch tomorrow. But we need to replace a Chaser and two Beaters." Ron said to the Blake, Lily and Julia,
"Play Quidditch at all?" Blake and Julia nodded.
"Yeah, Blake and I were on our house teams back at our old school."
"What positions?"
"I played Seeker, and Julia was a Chaser."
"You should try out for the Chaser position, Julia."
"I'm not that good. And I don't know how much longer we'll be here. It's just a temporary thing for us here."
"And a Seeker, Blake? Are you any good?" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Honestly Ron, there's more important things in life rather than Quidditch."
"I know, but that's not now, this is. So, you any good Blake?"
"Define good."
"Are you as good as Harry?"
"I don't know. I doubt it."
"I do too, cuz' Harry's never lost a match."
"He did once," Everyone looked at Lily, who bit her lip at the slip up.
"How would you know?" Ron said.
"I've heard about these things, word gets around." Nobody looked convinced.
"Um…your sister was telling us," Julia said, coming to the rescue. Ron nodded understandingly.
"Ah, yes, she'd tell you. But anyways, how about we test you out this afternoon after Quidditch tryouts?"
"I don't have my broom," Blake said with a shrug.
"You can use mine," Harry said. "To make it fair that we both use the same broom so one doesn't have an advantage over the other, since a snowball in hell as better chance of surviving than we do in getting out of this since Ron's mind is set on it."
"You sure you can handle Harry's Firebolt, Blake?" Ron said grinning.
"I'm sure I can manage." Blake said, smiling smugly. Lily and Julia both smiled, not meeting anyone's eyes. At this point in time, Ron and Harry didn't know that Blake flew his father's broom all the time, and had an even better one of his own.
"I don't know, it's quite fast."
"I think I can handle it." Blake told Ron assuredly. Hermione, wanting to get off the subject of Quidditch and brooms, said,
"Anyways. What line of work do you three plan on going into after school?"
"We're all studying to be Aurors."
"Really?" Hermione and Lily went into conversation about studies and books, while the guys and Julia went back to the subject of Quidditch. Ron and Julia did all the talking, Blake and Harry didn't say much for themselves.
"So, how do you want to do this test, Julia?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"Best three outta five. The one who gets the three catches wins."
"Agreed."
"You sure you want to do this?"
"He's sure."
"Are you going to let him speak?"
"You're doing the same thing."
"Are you like his coach or something?"
"No. What difference does it make? I know what I'm doing."
"But you're a girl."
"So? What's your point?" Julia said icily. Ron opened his mouth to reply, but Harry put a hand up to silence him.
"Just stop there. You're starting to dig yourself a hole you won't be able to get out of."
"It's just Julia."
"But you're forgetting those two over there," Harry said, nodding at Hermione and Lily who were deeply immersed in conversation.
"And I am never just Julia," Julia said, sitting up straight and proud with a smile on her face, "I'm Julia We…Carter and I can do anything, and I can kick your butt at Quidditch anytime."
"At Keeper? I thought you were a Chaser?"
"I am. But my dad was a keeper, and he's passed some of those skills on to me. Just like Blake's dad was a Seeker, and he's just as good as his father."
"Was your dad any good?"
"Which one of us are you talking to?"
"Both."
"My father's house won the House Cup the first year he played for them. Blake's dad was on the team and they got the House Cup three of the years that he was on it."
"How many years was he on the team?"
"Seven." Lily tuned into the conversation as soon as Julia started talking about her father and Blake's father. She jumped into the conversation by saying,
"Jules, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, just having a friendly conversation with Ron here."
"About your dad, and my dad? Really?" She said, hoping Julia would catch the hint. Luckily, she did.
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter," Julia said with a shrug.
"Can I talk to you alone for a minute, Jules?"
"Sure." Lily and Julia got up from the table and went into the entrance hall. Once the doors blocked out the chatter from the Great Hall, Lily said,
"What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, I got caught up in the moment."
"If you would've said anymore, they would've caught on to who you're talking about. You can't talk about your parents like that, they're not stupid, and they'll find out who we are if we're not careful."
"I know, Lils, I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time." The door opened and Blake came out.
"Jules, you almost slipped up."
"I know I did, I've already got the lecture from your sister."
"But, oh well, it wasn't that big of one, they might not put two and two together."
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"Ok, did anyone else find what Julia was saying a strange coincidence?"
"What about it?"
"What she said about her dad winning the house cup in his first year, so did you. And about Blake's dad, he won the House cup three of the seven years he's been on the team, and that was the same way with me, only there've only been two championships for Gryffindor since I've been on the team."
"I don't understand what the deal is about it."
"It's just a strange coincidence," Harry said, ending the topic of conversation there. Hermione, however, looked thoughtful. Harry noticed this and said,
"You ok?" Hermione was brought out of her thought trance.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Hermione,"
"What?"
"Don't go poking your nose into places it doesn't belong. It might get you into trouble someday."
"I'm not, Harry, I'm just thinking."
"You shouldn't have said anything, mate, you got her thinking. And that's not always a good thing."
A/N: Here's chapter five for y'all. Hope you liked it. Please review!!
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