Forward to Times Past

does sorry even begin to cover it? I think not... but I hope it helps

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Dumbledore surveyed the ambush with ill concealed glee. It had succeeded in pulling the ‘future’ people out of the castle, leaving him free reign too finally but The Plan into motion.


Snapping his fingers, he gave the house elf very specific instructions, along with the potion to mix into the food. He smirked as the elf vanished with a ‘pop’, everything was moving along perfectly.



Lily took the news very well, considering everything. When they had finished filling her in, she had dragged Sev
over to a remote corner of the room. She had to make sure that he was dealing with everything okay, and that he still was ready to change his future. She had known that she was pregnant for a few weeks, but she had never found
the right time to tell him.





Siri and Remmy had taken James back up to the tower moments before Peter had yelled though the halls that they
were all needed back in their dorms. Lily had rolled her eyes before muttering that she would be up in a minute,
and wouldn’t be missed. The three Slytherin’s just shrugged, and stayed sitting, mostly for self-preservation, but
also to help protect Sev and Lily. They continued to talk quietly, letting the couple have their privacy.






Sev had finally come to terms with the fact that his wife was pregnant with their defense teacher. A teacher who
was abused throughout his childhood, because his mother was dead, and his father forgot him. He sighed deeply
before wrapping his arms tighter around Lily, trying to find the best response to her silent questioning. “I guess
it’s obvious what we’re naming him.” He finally settled with, hoping that the sarcastic humor would lighten the
situation. It worked as Lily cracked a smile.






“Liam Alexander Snape.” She paused. “It does have a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” They smiled at each other,
finally accepting and understanding. Quickly kissing, they stood up, and started to rejoin the others, when
Dumbledore’s voice filled the room.




“ALL STUDENTS PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR DORMS IMMEDIATELY. YOUR HEADS OF HOUSE WILL EXPLAIN EVERYTHING. ALL STUDENTS
PLEASE, RETURN TO YOUR HOUSES.”




They collectively sighed before heaving themselves up, off the couch. “You’ll be okay, right Lils?” Meg asked the
Gryffindor.




“Yeah. Don’t worry about me. I’ll take all the secret passages up.”






They started to make their way to the door, when Will’s voice interrupted them. “Hey Lils,” she stopped, and

looked questioningly at the Slytherin. “Um. Could I have your ring?”






“What?!”






He scuffed his foot at the astonished looks he was receiving. “It’s just, I have a feeling that everything’s going

to change, an’ not for the good, ya know? We can’t fight it. I can feel it starting.” He stopped. The others

started to go pale as they realized the impact of his words. He was never wrong when he had his ‘bad feelings’ He

swallowed, took a deep breath and continued. “Remember what Liam showed us? Pictures that his mum found, that

weren’t changed. So that only works if we leave the stuff here. So I figure, in the end, at least the rings are

still here.”






They were now gathered around the little table, staring at the two rings lying innocently there.






“Won’t the blood bond make things difficult?” Lily asked, trying to find a loophole somewhere. They had all

‘adopted’ each other at the end of last year, so no one would be alone.






“I figure that, yeah, we’ll be drawn to each other, but not know why,” Will countered.






“Oh.”






“So lets get this over with, empty pockets.” A minute later, they were once again staring at the pile of objects

on the table.






“There’re no pictures,” Joe decided to point out the obvious.






“Thank you Captain Obvious.” Meg received the smack upside the head for that comment. But it had the desired

effect, the seriousness of the situation lifted.






Joe continued as if he hadn’t been interrupted. “So. I know we can’t summon anything from our rooms, they’d’ve

been changed by now, I assume.”






The stood in a contemplative silence, before it was interrupted by Meg’s yelp. “Of course!” They watched her in

shock as she ran back over to where her bag laid. “These could help.” She exclaimed, as she pulled a stack of

pictures out.






“Megs, why do you have those?” he twin asked her.






“I’m- I’m not quite sure. It was just a feeling I had.”




“But-”




“Drop it Joe. Whatever the reason, I’m sure it’s okay.”




He ignored Lily, ‘Hun. Compulsion?’ he asked her mentally.






She also answered through their link. ‘I’m not sure. I don’t actually remember putting them in the bag, or
taking them out for that matter. It’s just then that I knew the pictures were in there.’ He couldn’t keep the
worry out of his eyes, or from flowing through their link. ‘I honestly don’t think it’s a malevolent compulsion
though. The residue feeling was one of peace, almost.’




‘If you’re sure. I’m still going to check everything.’




‘I know.’ And she did; they hadn’t made it this far by being careless.




The others had taken the pictures and added them to the pile, so when the twins turned back to the group, everyone
was ready.




“We should probably be heading back,” Will advised.




“Shouldn’t we just stay here? We’re protected,” Lily asked, grasping for straws as she covered her stomach
protectively.




“As much as I’d love to, we can’t. We’d destroy the future, as the Professors know it, not to mention we can’t
stay in these rooms for the next 18 years.”




Lily sighed. “I know, it’s just…”




They made their way to the doors slowly, knowing that once they left the safety of the warded rooms, their lives
would change, forever.

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Liam and Draco ran side by side down the hallway, quickly catching up to Ginny.




“What’s the problem?” Liam asked, as they continued to run.




“I don’t know. All I heard was that there was a spy in the Inner Circle that got caught. Apparently the Order got
alerted, and now there’s a battle. Dumbles asked for our help.




“Dad?”




“He’s there too. Apparently everyone is.”




Both Liam and Draco nodded in understanding, both shoving the sense of foreboding to the side as they concentrated
on the upcoming fight.

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Liam ducked another spell that came hurtling towards him. “Bloody hell,” he muttered as he stood up to fire two
spells at his attackers. A scream confirmed that at least one was on target.




He had been fighting for close to two hours now. When they had Apparated to clearing outside the battle, they were
met with the horrors of war they had hoped to forget. The village was smoking, bodies laying everywhere, some
obviously dead, other moving, trying to get some semblance of help.




Rushing over, they had helped the few they could, before signaling for the Order medic over to save the rest. From
the sounds the three could hear, the battle was still in full swing.




Racing down the hill, the three were in formation; backs together, alternating between firing spells and joining
together to pool their magic for the more powerful ones. They found that their triangle worked the best for them,
and plans would often be centered on their tactic.




Methodically they fired spells left and right, trying to inflict the most damage possible while not killing them.
Mentally linked, the trio continued to move about the battle, taking care of many Death Eaters. 'Guys, why aren’t they Apparating?' Ginny asked her ‘brothers’ as once again, she watched as an injured Muncher try to leave before shaking and falling to the ground.




‘You’re right; I can’t believe I didn’t see that, good though.’




‘Not exactly, means we can’t either.’




‘Shit’



‘Bloody fuck.’




‘My sentiments exactly.’ Lee paused as he surveyed the attacking mass. ‘They keep coming; we’re going to have to split up. Gin, Dae and Blaise could use backup. Dray, the Order members to the left. I’m going to help the group to the right. Count of three. Gin first, then Dray.’




The trio broke apart, Ginny running off towards the boys as Draco and Liam provided cover. When she was safe, Draco took off. He made it to the group, surprising the attackers with several combined, powerful spells. Liam then took off, trusting the others to cover him as he made his way to the struggling group of Order members. He’d
been fighting ever since.


“Lee!” Dray’s voice sounded frantic in his head. “You okay?”




“Yeah. They finally pulling away?”




“Yeah.” Dray’s answer was followed by dozens of popping spells.




Slowly coming up from his crouch, Liam surveyed the field. The ones who had fallen were being checked over by the
healers. The survivors gathered in groups, finally letting the fight get to them, as they slumped in exhaustion.
The ground was covered in scorch marks, holes, and blood. And he knew from experience that there was no was to
magically clean up the spilled blood. It was a testament to the evil nature.




He frantically searched the survivors for the familiar faces. Catching sight of the huddled group off to one side,
he let out the breath he was holding as he counted the 7 figures, all standing, all alive.




Sev grabbed his son in a tight hug when he was close enough. “Thank Merlin you’re okay. When I saw you get hit…”
he trailed off and hugged Liam tight.




“S’kay da, it was-”




He was interrupted as he was pulled out of his father arms, only to have them exchanged for his boyfriend’s.
Kissing him swiftly, Draco released him, only to grasp his shoulders tightly and shake him. “Don’t you ever, EVER
scare me like that again!”




Liam turned a dull red as he tried to once again, explain himself. But once again, they were interrupted by Blaise
clearing his throat.




“Not to change the topic or anything but, I think we should be getting back. I don’t know if you felt it before
you left, but there was that feeling of malevolence hanging in the castle.” The group paled as they remembered the
feeling they had shoved down.




“It’s past dinner,” Ron interjected, not really understanding the significance of his comment, but knowing he was
hungry.




“Honestly Ron! Can’t you think of some other than... your ... stomach…” Hermione trailed off as the pieces clicked
into place. And she paled even more. Thinking out loud, she continued. “If he was going to do anything, it would
be when they were all together, and we weren’t.”




“The feast,” Ginny interrupted. “That’s the soonest he could perform the spell. All the students would have to be
there. ‘Cept for the Munchers, but no one would believe them if their memories weren’t changed….” She trailed off
also.




Draco picked up her train of thought. “He planned the unveiling of the spy, the ambush, all the Munchers. And if
you didn’t realize it, they couldn’t Apparate until the barrier fell. It did,” he glanced at his watch. “Just as
the feast ended. It was all a diversionary trap.”




“The feast did have a very faint after taste to it. We also had a video to watch, that’s how everyone got the new
memories.” Sev mused as he remembered the details. “From an outside view, it really is an amazing spell.” At their
incredulous looks he elaborated. “Come on, a spell to alter the memories of everyone present, and then be able to
give everyone the same new ones, but tweaked to give the viewer an emphasis on themselves? All I’m sayin' is that
it’s creative.”




“Sure, da. Whatever. But it still destroyed our lives, and I for one, wouldn’t’ve minded it never happening.”




Sev’s face darkened. “Don’t begin to assume that I forgot that.”




Liam turned in his boyfriend's arms to glare at his father. He opened his mouth to continue the arguement, but
Daemon beat him to it.




“Not to interrupt this….touching display, but, don’t you think we should be getting back?” Daemon asked.




Liam and Sev actually had to blink a few times before the comment could register. As an answer, they popped out of
sight.




Ron rolled his eyes. “Like father, like son.” The rest of the group chuckled before Apparating out.'