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ofhannahabbott:

“Not wearing your glasses??” Hannah asked anxiously, because she noticed his mannerisms towards her, the way he started to really look at her – how he probably noticed the way she was crying. It was an odd sense of TRANSPARENCY she started to feel, that she had felt ever since her mother had died. That people were looking through her, staring only at the grief on display. Poor girl, her mother murdered. Poor, poor, Hannah. It was why she further tried to hide how she was feeling then, she didn’t need to be pitied, she NEEDED to just have a conversation. “It’s Albus Dumbledore,” she wiped her eyes f u r i o u s l y after she answered him, looking away as she did so, as if it would hide the action. Make it less obvious. “I just can’t believe they actually gave Snape the position he’s wanted. It’s been a month of hell.”

“Didn’t exactly grab them. Or put in my contacts.” He more commonly wore those than his glasses anyway. “Wasn’t exactly made aware I was going for a trip.” One where all of his belongings were more than an owl away. He tried to afford her what little privacy he could in the small space between them, turning his eyes toward the man she had indicated to while she swiped away the tears still pooling in her eyes. “Albus Dumbledore, huh?” he repeated, incredulously, his eyebrows furrowing as he turned to her once more. “Is he that bad? Snape, I mean?” James had heard mixed reviews. Considering his father had considered him honorable enough to give his brother his name, he had never known what to make of the man and had never thought much of it. Hadn’t thought he needed to.

#( hannah abbott. )#( hannah abbott1. )#james would only hug a stranger if he knew they were okay with it #HE DOESN'T WANT TO OVERWHELM HER U FEEL #or push

albusp:

“You never know. I mean, we’ve never met my namesake.” Albus shrugged and looked at his brother. “I ran into mum,” he said quietly. “And grandma. Both of them. James. Lily Evans is here. I saw her. I met Remus Lupin… I-I…” He shook his head, not realizing until now that he was very distraught over this whole situation. “It’s crazy.”

"No, we haven’t, and I suppose if Voldemort himself was afraid of him, he had to have some kind of persuasive power.” Out of the corner of his eye, James saw a passerby flinch at the use of the Dark Lord’s name. His own head swayed from side to side. “I haven’t ran into many people, not even much family from our time. I’m just not sure how something like this happened. I’ve been trying to keep my mouth shut though.”

#( albus potter. )#( albus potter1. )

bronwyntravcrs:

&&. “that must be bothering you terribly. perhaps… i could offer some help? a nice cup of tea to start? chamomile, of course, to help with the head ache. and then… i’m not sure of the current nurse’s name — but i AM sure they’d be able to use some spells, maybe even conjure up some glasses for that poor vision of yours.” she gnawed at her bottom lip, “however i’m rather blank on the solution for the, er, time clash.”

James’ shoulders eased at the girl’s kindness and positivism. She seemed to be oozing it out of her pores. “I wouldn’t want to be a bother, but that would be rather lovely.” He wasn’t sure what he was going to do long-term without his glasses or contacts. His eyes constantly trying to adjust was driving him up the wall, and he needed to focus.. “That’s actually a good suggestion. Can’t hurt to at least ask, right? And I’m sure it’s like you said: one of the adults will think of something.” Or so he would hope. They certainly couldn’t remain stuck there, could they?

#( bronwyn travers. )#( bronwyn travers1. )#i'm so Shocked #but pls bronwyn is a gift all the charas needed here

albusp:

“What a horrible, horrible ghost,” Albus said, shaking his head. “Why do we even let him in the castle? I feel like Dumbledore should have taken care of that years ago…” He trailed off at the mention of his namesake and tilted his head looking at his brother carefully. “Oh so you don’t actually know where we are. I was just teasing because I definitely thought… Yea. Uh, so. We’re not in 2022 anymore.”

"I don’t think Peeves would take very well to orders, even from a powerful man like that.” A man who should be dead. Was dead, in their timeline. “I had surmised that we weren’t exactly in our Hogwarts anymore, but I didn’t know exactly where we were, no. Because I can’t begin to wrap my head around how something like this could have happened. Or what we’re supposed to do about it.”

#( albus potter. )#( albus potter1. )

bronwyntravcrs:

&&. a brow of her’s lowered and arched in concern, her head tilting along with it as she glanced over the unfamiliar boy. “head rush — certainly. i suppose… i suppose it could also be rather worrying?” she concluded, connecting dots as she thought more in depth about it all. “you are alright, aren’t you? i wouldn’t be TOO concerned, surely the professors — tripled in amount, mind you — will figure out a way to set everything back to normal?”

"Yes, worrying is also another way to put it.” What could come of this? James’ head was swirling with the possibilities. It wasn’t so simple as being able to think of this as the oddest, biggest family reunion. “I’m alright. I’ve got poor vision and none of my belongings came with me, so I’ve got a bit of a headache, but other than that, I’m just hoping that someone comes up with a solution rather than later?”

#( bronwyn travers. )#( bronwyn travers1. )#I'VE MISSED YOU TOO <333

gdievans:

James.The strange boy’s named was James. Of course Lily didn’t try to think too think too much about it. She knew how common of a name it was. He was just another James that just so happen to be strolling around Hogwart as well. “James? Oh, well it’s nice to meet you.” A small smile formed upon the redhead’s lips as she nodded at his suggestion. Completely dismissing the fact the she barely knew the boy, she just needed some answers before she went completely insane over this entire situation. “Um, what year do you personally think it is? Because if it’s not 1977…” She trailed off, slowly come to accepting the fact that it was indeed, not 1977. not anymore.

If this was really his grandmother, then there was Trouble at hand. Even putting aside the fact that using time magic had heavy repercussions, to be in the past was one thing. To be in technically what would have been Lily’s future was another. And it was hard to remain logical when he could easily succumb to emotion. He’d never thought of having the opportunity to meet her, after all. If her smile was anything to go by, she was truly as kind as everyone said. “The last I checked I was in 2022, but I’m not actually sure that’s what year it is now either. There are some parts of the castle that are unfamiliar to me and let’s just say I know the castle pretty well.” He had the Map to thank for that. “So we might both be...misplaced in this situation.”

#( lily evans. )#( lily evans1. )#LOL WELL LILY WE HAVE SOME NEWS FOR YOU #and this james likes to think he's not a prat but that's all a matter of perception hahaha

romildavcne:

Romilda had been eating her breakfast—-well, more like pretending to eat her breakfast while she observed the ongoing chaos in the Great Hall—-when a voice not too many seats away from her startled her. Glancing at the boy in question, she took in his very familiar appearance, and, remembering what Albus had said about having siblings, sidled up to who she could only assume was another Potter, “You missed something, all right,” She said, grabbing the newspaper and pointing out the date, “You’re sort of in the past—–best to just be told and get it over with, like ripping off a band-aid or something.” She paused for a moment to give him time to get his bearings before continuing, smiling sweetly as she leaned forward, hand extended, “Anyway, I’m Romilda Vane, and you are?”

The past. Right. James flicked his gaze to the newspaper, needing to take ahold of it with his own hands and press it up close to his face in order to make out the small date that was printed at the top. 1996. In a world full of magic, time travel was possible. But he certainly didn’t remember tinkering with such sensitive magic. And, if the surge of students was anything to go by, he apparently was not alone in being misplaced. “Well...” He blinked once, twice, absorbing the information, unsure of what to do with it or how to process it, merely going through the motions as he let it sink in. He set the newspaper aside on the table, reaching for coffee. He was in desperate need of some. He took the girl’s hand and shook it firmly, trying to figure out of if he could place her name. “James Potter.” He then questioned her knowledge, tilting his head, “How do you know that I’m in the past? And...I’m guessing you’re from this timeline then?” That would make her, technically, from his parents’ generation.

#( romilda vane. )#( romilda vane1. )#L M A O WHY ARE YOU APOLOGIZING ARIELLE #romilda brings the entertainment and i love it

ofhannahabbott:

Almost everyone would be seeing their parents and there was Hannah, sitting at a table she didn’t recognize anyone at, as she stewed over the fact that she wouldn’t see hers. At least, she wouldn’t see her mother. How d e s p e r a t e l y she wanted to just see her mother once, just once again, to say she loved her, to say she would ALWAYS love her, to say that she missed her. Silent tears fell down Hannah’s face as she thought about all everything she wanted to say to her mother – until she heard someone ask her a question. Gear up, Hannah, wipe the tears off your face. Smile. Be okay. BE OKAY.

“I must’ve as well,” she leveled, giving a self depreciating laugh, “apparently it’s the future, or past or whatever. I don’t know.”

James was a bit confused and disoriented, a mixture of not comprehending the situation and being a bit dizzy with his eyes constantly trying to adjust, but he was cognizant enough to notice that the girl next to him was crying. Leaving him shell-shocked and unsure of what to do. Not like he could hug a stranger. “I don’t know either...” he trailed off, taking in the room. The man at the head of the table, while blurred, was aged and clearly not the Headmistress that he knew. “You mind telling me who that is up there?” Travelling through time, huh? That was one way to wake up in the morning, James leaning somewhat toward the girl and wondering what her story was.

#( hannah abbott. )#( hannah abbott1. )#I FEEL ATTACKED RN JULES

impcrtinent:

‘ well, james potter, apparently there is someone else wandering around with that moniker. and apparently, uncle harry looks about twenty years younger and more wild. and i don’t even know where my mum and dad are but personally, i’m scared to find out. this is terrifying, this, if it isn’t a prank and we’re all in the past. because then, we have to look at who caused it or WHAT caused it. ‘

“Well, I’m not the first of my name,” James reminded her. “I can’t say I’ve seen your parents. Or my own. But this all seems too surreal. Time magic isn’t meant to be messed with, not on this grand of a scale. Can you imagine the repercussions or what it’s going to take to get us all back where we belong? I know magic is powerful, but I can’t imagine what went into causing something like this to happen.”

#( lucy weasley. )#( lucy weasley1. )

bronwyntravcrs:

&&. “is all of this not BRILLIANTLY exciting? family members meeting one another at the same age, meeting their future children or parents.” bronwyn clasped her hands together, a g e n u i n e smile curving her lips. “i really am SO VERY happy for you all!!”

If they really were in the past, and those of the even further back past were in the future, James was more concerned and alarmed than excited. How this could affect timelines, how they were going to get back, the questions swirled in his head with a loud buzz. But the girl was trying to be positive, clearly, and James wasn’t about to damper that. “It’s certainly a bit of a head rush, isn’t it?”

#( bronwyn travers. )#( bronwyn travers1. )#hi bella i'm kirsten

albusp:

“Does he?” Albus asked, tapping his chin. “I didn’t know that. Damn you Peeves. Trying to turn me against my own flesh and blood.” He shook his head, smiling. “Yea, a couple of things seem… off. Like, does the castle seem younger to you?”

"He is a trickster and does thrive off trouble. You know him.” But that was besides the point at the moment. “I’m not so sure about all that since the castle is ancient, but there is a stark difference to it. I was walking past the portraits earlier and there were a few missing. And I’m not talking about just their photos as they do wander, but the frames and everything too.”

#( albus potter. )#( albus potter1. )

dexhvghes:

Dex eyed the boy’s robes before letting out a chuckle, “Good joke, mate. Yeah, it’s not been around since you got to Hogwarts—today, right?” Dex would’ve recognized him otherwise, “You must be one of the new students. And yes, I’ve been using this passageway since fifth year.”

"Have you ever known Hogwarts to have new students when the year has already started?” James posed the question at the boy even as he tried to figure out who he was. “And I’m telling you that this has never been a working passageway. As you can see for yourself. You think it closed in that quickly, if you really used it last night like you claim?”

#( declan hughes. )#( declan hughes1. )#kindred lumbjerack spirits unite

gdievans:

“Forty years? New millennium?“ Lily arched an eyebrow at the stranger. She had no clue who this boy was. Which was a problem, considering as head girl, she had to know everyone. “See, that doesn’t make sense.. if it was forty years past, I wouldn’t even be here.“ The redhead let out a small sigh. She was getting more confused by the second, it seemed. “Oh, um, I’m Lily, by the way. Lily Evans. I don’t believe we’ve met.. are you new or something?”

If it was forty years past, I wouldn’t even be here. That struck a chord with James and when she introduced herself, his breath caught in his throat. He rolled his bottom lip into his tongue. 1977. Lily Evans. Red hair, the same striking green eyes that his father had. But could that even be possible? He knew that when she had said it, she had meant that she would no longer be at Hogwarts if such a long time had passed. She didn’t mean, didn’t know, that she wouldn’t be there at all. “I’m finding that not a lot makes sense this morning...” Maybe they were both wrong, and neither of them were where they were supposed to be. “I’m not new.” Should he introduce himself? “But maybe we can both figure out what’s going on together? I’m James.”

#( lily evans. )#( lily evans1. )#are you ready to be confused lily #james is like JAMES IS A VERY COMMON NAME so forgoing the last name should be fine

impcrtinent:

‘ honestly, i think someone ( name the pranksters of our family ) decided to get some actors & put on some makeup & make us think that we all took a trip to the past. like, look at how authentic this newspaper is. ‘

"I’m not sure even Uncle George himself could pull off something this elaborate with this much detail.” That would be a lot of effort to go through. And to what end? “But if someone did, they deserve some kind of award.”

#( lucy. )#( lucy1. )

gdievans:

something was definitely going on. lily had known that ever since she woke up in an unfamiliar dormitory. it wasn’t until the red head checked the calendar that she knew this wasn’t normal. october 1, 1996. 1996? no, it wasn’t possible! it was just 1977 last night! “okay, what the bloody hell is going on?” lily questioned, “was it not just 1977 last night?”

"Definitely not 1977,” James clarified with a downward turn of his lips as he regarded the girl curiously. “That’s about forty years past us now. Time to move into the new millennium, you know?” Even as he said it, something felt decidedly off. Coupled with the comment she had just made, James had a feeling something big was going on.

#( lily. )#( lily1. )

dexhvghes:

“Well this can’t be right—-I used this to get to the Hog’s Head last night, who fuckin’ caved it in since then?!”

James had seen this blocked off area on the Map before. It once had been a passageway, a shortcut of sorts. “That passageway hasn’t been there so long as I’ve been at Hogwarts. You sure you didn’t take another route?”

#( declan. )#( declan1. )

disowncd:

— ‘ no, but seriously… what is going on around here? i overheard someone talking about james potter’s SON?! james can hardly get lily to look at him, how the bloody hell did he manage to get a female pregnant?! and why didn’t the bastard tell me?! ’

James visibly blanched. In what way was this bloke insinuating he was trying to get his sister to look at him? Eyebrows knitting together, James had been the brunt of many dad or grandpa jokes before, but nothing to this caliber. Who the hell was spreading this kind of gossip? “I’m...not even going to grace any of that with a response.”

#( sirius. )#( sirius1. )#incest mention tw #JUST IN CASE #GOOD LORD I'M SORRY

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