Forward to Times Past

Chapter 2

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Draco reacted quickly, and caught the prone form of his friend before he hit the ground, even though he felt like fainting himself. Holding Harry tightly against his chest, he glared at the Headmaster; blaming him for his friends condition.

The pair sat in silence until Harry started to stir. Draco unconsciously ran his hands through the boy’s messy hair.

“Dray?” Harry mumbled. “Please tell me Dumbledore didn’t tell us that he wants us to go back to that particular year and teach DADA.”

“Okay, I won’t tell you.”

Harry groaned and hit the other boy upside the head. “Smart Ass.”

Draco just rolled his eyes. “But that’s why you love me, ‘member?.”

“Yeah,” he replied, butterflies swarming his stomach. “Keep telling yourself that.”

They turned their attention back towards the Headmaster; who had a twinkle in his eyes; it seemed that the boys forgot that Harry was in Draco’s lap, and that Draco had his arms wrapped around Harry, who was stroking them.

“Why?”

“It’s needed.”

“But..”

“No ‘buts’ Harry.”

The boys knew they lost the argument then.

Draco sighed. “ When?”

“Now.”

“Right Now?” Draco exclaimed.

“Yes,” Dumbledore replied calmly. “I can manipulate it so you will arrive during the Welcome Feast. Give this note,” he handed a folded paper to Harry. “To me when I ask who you are.”

“But...my clothes...” Draco continued to panic.

“Are here,” Dumbledore interrupted, pointing to the two trunks that were off to one side.

When Harry opened his mouth to protest, Dumbledore didn’t even let him start.

“Your friends will be notified of your absence. AH! Time to go. Take hold and enjoy. Remember that every action has consequences. Take the potion in your trunks, it’s a modified version of the poly-juice. The portal should open at the end of the year, and most important; have fun.”

The light closed around them, and they disappeared.

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The two boys landed on the ground with a thump. Groaning, they stood up and looked around.

“Shrieking Shack?”

Harry nodded as he took in his surroundings. It was nicer than the one in their time. He wondered at that before he remembered that Moony was in school still.

“Snap outta it Liam!”

Liam jumped, and Draco came in close to peer into the boy’s emerald eyes. “You okay?” He knew it was a stupid question, but he couldn’t help it when it came to Liam.

Liam just nodded, the effect of Draco’s proximity was too much. “Yeah, where’s the potion?”

After minutes of rummaging around in his trunk, Draco produced the bottle. “Bottoms up.” he proclaimed before drinking half. “UGH! Tastes horrible, and it’s all yours Lee.”

“Gee thanks, Dray,” he replied sarcastically. “but you forget, I don’t need it.”

“No shit, it’s not like I’d forget something like that. Take it anyways, I don’t want to be the only one to suffer.”

“You’re so annoying, you do know that right?” But he did drink the other half.

The potion took a few minutes to act. Before they knew it, choices had appeared in their heads. The changes were mostly done in silence, with the occasional snort of laughter as they transfigured their appearance.

15 minutes later, Liam and Draco surveyed each other. Draco decided to keep his blond hair, but changed it to a more natural color instead of the peroxide. And instead of stormy grey eyes, they were bright blue.

Liam kept his black hair, but had it cut short so it spiked up, and added blue to the tips and randomly throughout his hair. He changed his eyes back to their normal emerald color with black rings around the outside of them. It was more or less his natural appearance. If they concentrated, then blinked, they were able to see their original appearances.

Over the summer he was given a nutrient potion. It gave him back the height the Dursleys starved out of him as a child. He now stood a proud 6'3" and was finally able to look the 6'4" Draco in the eyes.

The boys looked up at the castle in apprehension. “Come into my parlor...” Draco muttered.

“Said the spider to the fly.” Liam finished for him, no longer surprised that the Malfoy Lord knew Muggle references. The two summers spent together helped change many preconceived opinions.

Heaving a sigh, Liam started up the slope, Draco matching his pace automatically; always on the left. That’s why they fought well together, Draco was left-handed, and Liam right. They could guard each other’s backs without compromising their own fighting.

Stopping suddenly and swinging to face Draco with a mischievous smirk on his face Liam spoke. “Let’s keep them on their toes, and make this a year they won’t forget.”

Draco matched the smirk. “Way ahead of you, Lee.”

Together they turned and pushed the doors to the Great Hall open.

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A/N:
i know its kinda slow to begin with but, please review anyways... even if just to tell me that it sucks, at least someone is reading it..... and yes. Liam is harry, it'll be explained, i promise