I'm Harry Potter-Black
A younger version of Uncle Pads came forward and pointed his wand at us.
"Who are you and where did you come from?" Charles and I looked at each other, weighing our options. We don't know where we are or how we got here, and we still have to find our Slytherins. Besides, how are we supposed to tell them that we are from the future so that they don't think we are some madmans!?
"What's going on here!" Professor Mcgonagall made her way through the crowd of staring students. Sirius lowered his wand and turned towards the head of Gryffindor house.
"Professor, we just-" Dad started but quickly shut up when Mcgonagall glared at him.
"I don't care what you wanted or didn't want, Mr. Potter, but I do care why Mr. Black pointed his wand at those two." She pointed at us.
"But professor, they just came out of nowhere! And on top of that, one of them looks like an almost identical copy of prongs!" Sirius pointed an accusatory hand at me. Regardless of age, Uncle Pads will always be drama Queen.
"I don't like to listen to your excuses, Mr. Black, I will deal with you and your friends later, with you too, Mr. Black." Papa grimaced at McGonagall's words " And you two are comeing with me to Headmaster's office"
We both got up from the ground and followed the transviguration teacher. If we want to find Draco and Ivell and then go back to our time, talking to Dumbledore is our best shot.
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"So what brings you here boys?" Dumbledore is sitting behind his desk, his chin resting on his folded hands. He looked relaxed, but he was waching us closely with curiosity in his eyes.
Charles and I looked at each other, not sure how much we could say. Not that I'm discrediting myself or Charles, but our other halves are the more reasonable ones, which is sometimes irritating like hell, but in situations like this it's very handy actually. But we really need to find our Slytherins.
"You see sir-" Charles started but before he could say anything, the marauders with Regulus behind them rushed into Dambyldor's office.
"Sorry headmaster but we require an answer. Who are they, what are they doing here? And why does he look like me?" Dad started asking a barrage of questions.
"That's what you were trying to find out, Mr. Potter, before you and your friends barged in here" Dambyldor said with a light voice, but you could hear the note of reprimand in his voice. A deep red blush appeared on Dad's cheeks. The blonde haired Gryffindor cleared his throat>
"As I said Sir, my friend and I will be happy to answer your questions to the best of our ability and knowledge, but first we need to find my girlfriend and his boyfriend. Because the last time we were with them they were quite drunk and didn't communicate well, so we're afraid something might happen to them."
"How do we know you too don't have any bad intentions?" Uncle Pads asked accusingly.
"You have to try to trust us?" His voice betrayed a hint of irritation. I ran my hand through my hair to stop the outburst of anger that has been building under my skin for quite a while now.
I understand why they are so fixated on getting answers, I would probably react the same way if I were them, but I still couldn't stop the irritation that was growing stronger with every minute we were sitting here doing nothing while we could be looking for Draco and Ivell.
Apparently this wasn't enough for Uncle Pads or Dad because they started arguing with Charles, Uncle Moone and Papa tried to calm them down but they got into a scerming mach with the younger Gryffindor. Even though I tried to stay out of this argument, I wanted to find Draco and Ivell as quickly as possible, so I started arguing, supporting Charles.
The argument was interrupted by a sudden sound, similar to the cracking sound when house elves teleport, but this one was louder.
First, Draco fell to the ground, landing on his butt, followed by Ivell, who landed gracefully on both feet.
"I still don't understand how in Merlin's name you land on your feet every damn time" The Blondie said with a pount on face, getting up from the ground. He was still wearing fitted black pants and a tight black top with cutouts on the ribs, his snow-white blond hair was styled in a controlled mess, and his ears and fingers still had silver snake earrings and signet rings. Ivell chuckled.
"Do it as long as I do and you too will be able to land on two feet even in high heels" The Slytherin girl stamped her foot confirming her words, she had high black stilettos on her feet, she was still wearing a long, fitted black dress that had slits on both sides from the hips to the ground. Her long, curly blonde hair was half down and half up, and she wore slightly smudged makeup and similar jewelry to her cousin's. Her face lit up when she noticed us.
"Love! there you are, I was so worry!" She threw herself into Charles' arms and he spin her in his arms. Draco quickly came up to me and pulled me in for a kiss, then pressed our foreheads together, his face relaxed with visible relief.
"It's really a very heartwarming sight and all, but can you finally tell us who you are?" Uncle moone asked.
Holding Draco's hand, not wanting to let him out of my reach, I turned to them.
"Well the blond one is Charles Lester, next to him is his girlfriend, Ivelle Odess. This is my boyfriend and Ivelle's cousin, Draco Malfoy and...."I slowly pointed at each of them, then turned around and looked straight at Dad and Papa.
"I'm Harry Potter-Black"