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1975

"Professor! Professor!" Peter Pettigrew yelled as he ran down the corridor. Thump! "Oh, sorry Professor."

"Can I help you, Mr. Pettigrew?" an annoyed Professor McGonagall said hesitantly, making sure that this was not a prank.

"Oh, yes. Have you seen James, Sirius, and Remus? Because I can't find them anywhere," Peter explained.

"Are you sure this is not a prank? Are you sure they are not hiding somewhere?" the professor asked.

"Oh, hello Professor," Frank Longbottom said, "I was wondering, have you seen Remus or Lily? We were supposed to study in the library together half an hour ago. She usually isn't late. Come to think of it, neither is Remus."

McGonagall looked at the two students, wondering what on earth to say to them. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted.

"Professor, didn't James reserve the pitch for today?" Michael Kane, the fourth year keeper for Gryffindor asked McGonagall.

"But he isn't there, so Slughorn said we could practice!" Sam Davids, the captain and beater for Slytherin said, following Michael by a few steps.

Then Marlene McKinnon franticly appeared as well, "Professor, have you seen Sirius. He said that he has been planning this date for weeks, and he still hasn't shown up."

Professor McGonagall looked at the array of students before her. Remus and Lily missing a study opportunity? Never. James Potter missing quidditch? What? Sirius Black missing out with a girl? Maybe the other way, but never like this! Something was definitely going on here. And she was going to figure it out, "No, Mr. Pettigrew and Mr. Longbottom, I have not seen Lily, James, Sirius, or Remus. Mr. Davids, the rest of the Gryffindor team will be using the pitch, because they have a match to win this weekend. I will speak to Horace. Mr. Kane, you will pose as honorary captain until Mr. Potter returns. Plus, you may want to find that reserve chaser.  And Ms. McKinnon, I'm sorry about Mr. Black's disappearance. Now if you excuse me, I have things to do. Good day to you all."

As Minerva walked back to her classroom to finish up some work before break, she wouldn't admit to anyone, but she was scared for the missing students. She would never admit it, but James Potter was on of her favorite students, and loved his pranks, except when they were directed at her. She already missed the boys and Lily, and hoped that they would get back safely.

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2020 

Harry Potter was silently sitting at his dining room table, wondering how on earth he could get his kids home. Ginny on the other hand, well, she was pacing back and forward, alternating between silence, talking, whispering, and screaming at her husband. Then she completely broke down into tears. Harry went to go comfort his sobbing wife. The couple was interrupted by a rat tat tat on their front door, "It can wait," Harry mumbled into Ginny's ear. Then again, but louder. Boom boom boom. Harry grunted and reluctantly opened the door. The image before him was startling.

"Vic?" Harry questioned his oldest niece, "What are you doing here?"

Victoire  Weasley looked like a mess, something that was not seen often. Her uncle quickly invited her in and sat her down at the table with a cup of hot tea.

"What's wrong, Vic?" harry asked calmly.

"Well," Victoire said once she calmed down, "Last night, Teddy and I got into a fight, it was pretty heated, I told him to leave. I didn't think that he actually would. So, I gave him some time to calm down. I figured that he would come home this morning, but he didn't. I have been looking for him all day, and I still haven't found him. So, I was wondering if he came here."

"I'm really sorry, Vic," Ginny said, "But we haven't seen him either. Would you like me to call your parents over, because we have some missing people, too."

Victoire nodded, "Yes, please. Wait- did you say you have missing people, too?"

Harry gave her a sad smile, "We got an owl from Professor McGonagall that James, Al, And Lily were missing."

"I'm so sorry, Uncle Harry. I understand if you want me to leave, so that I'm not a burden."

"Nonsense," Ginny declared, "Family is never a burden. Plus, I got my brother over here to talk to me without having to hex him. Do you know how hard that is?"

Fleur Weasley ran to give her oldest daughter a hug, "Victoire," she asked her daughter,
"'ow are you?"

"Scared, madam, for Teddy and my cousins," Victoire replied honestly.

"Your cousins?" Bill asked with a chuckle, "Why? Has James, Freddie, and Louie blown up a toilet seat? I remember when Fred and George did that and sent it to mum? She was not happy. Remember that, Gin?" Bill looked at his sister, who was not smiling,  "Gin? What's wrong?"

"Well, William," Ginny said shooting daggers at her eldest brother, "for starters, my children are stuck 25 years in the past! Second, look at you own daughter, will you? Do you know why she is upset? No you don't because, third, my godson and your future son-in-law is also missing!"

Bill looked like he was McGanagalled. That was a term that Ron had made up. It ment shot square with for stunning spells. It was now a widely used term.

"Gee, uh- I'm sorry, Gin, Vic," Bill stuttered, "I had no idea."

"Of course you didn't!" Ginny started, but thankfully Harry put a calming hand on him wife's shoulder before she could start up again.

"She's a bit stressed," Harry told Bill.

"A bit? Harry, My children- Our  children- are stuck 25 years in the past! Of course I'm stressed! That is when Voldemort came back from the dead! Don't you remember?" Ginny yelled at her husband.

"Hey, Gin," Bill started, "Why don't we call Ron and George over to help search the house or ask McGonagall or Neville for any reason the kids and Teddy might have gone missing after we pick up the others at King's Cross, ok?"

"Then we had better go," Ginny agreed, finally calming down, "or else we'll be late."

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When the two couples plus Victoire made it onto Platform 9 3/4, it was already crowded with excited parents, waiting for their children to come off the train. Then, Ginny spotted a large group of red-headed men, one who quickly waved them over.

"Hey Gin," Ron greeted his sister, "Rosie sent an owl. Is everything alright? She had said that-"

"James, Al, and Lily were missing?" Harry finished, "Yeah, we noticed."

"James and Lily, too," Hermione asked, "Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry! Rose only mentioned that Al was missing."

Harry nodded. He told the whole story to the rest of the Weasleys, who were all now listening. By the time he finished, a certain group of children were bombarding the adults with questions.

"What happened to James?"

"Where did Lily go?"

"Al never made it on to the train!"

"Well hello to you, too!" George said to the anxious kids. Then Harry proceeded to retell the story of his missing children. The kids were very excited to go search Grimmauld Place for Black magic that might've sent the youngest Potters back in time.