Hello everyone! I noticed there were a lot of stories about the next generation going back in time but I did not see a lot about them looking into a pensieve. In this story they are looking into Harry's pensieve. Their ages:

James: 13

Rose: 12

Albus: 12

Hugo: 10

Lily: 10

Today was a very big day for Harry Potter's children and their cousins. It was the first day they were allowed to stay home alone while their parents, Harry and Ginny Potter and Ron and Hermione Weasley, went for a night out. It had been against the children's parents better judgment to leave them home but they had not had any other options. Well, James Sirius Potter decided to make the best of the night.

"Now please try to behave yourselves." James's mother Ginny begged the children. "I know its exciting that you can finally stay home by yourselves, but you still need to follow the rules. Get to bed by 10:00, don't eat too much junk food, and stay out of the attic. We will be back around 11:00."

"Yes," said Ron Weasley. "And when we come back this house better still be standing."

"Don't worry Dad," said twelve year old Rose Weasly. "I'll keep everything under control because we all know James won't."

"Yeah go ahead you guys we will be fine." the youngest child Lily Luna Potter told her parents.

"Well alright," said Harry Potter. "We love you guys. Behave yourselves."

A chorus of good byes filled the air as the adults left the house. Hugo Weasley and James ran over to the window and watched their parents apparate. "Finally, their gone!" cried James.

"You better not be planning on doing something stupid." said Rose.

"Yeah," agreed Albus Severus Potter. "You better not do anything dumb because I think I'll like staying home alone. So you better not ruin it five minutes after Mum and Dad leave."

"Oh come on you guys be a little daring, have a little fun. Besides I'm going to do this whether you're coming with me or not." James said defiantly.

"Well what are you planning on doing?" asked Hugo, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"My Mum and Dad always tell us not to go into the attic." explained James. "They always say they will show us the stuff in there when we are older. They locked the door but obviously I could just unlock it with magic. I've never done it before though because one of the adults was always in the house. I think now is the perfect time to explore."

"I'm in! It sounds fun." Hugo said excitedly.

Lily started shaking her head. "No," she said firmly. "They don't want us going up there for a reason and if they did find out we went up there they'd be furious." Rose was nodding her head in agreement.

"James and I are going with or without you guys." said Hugo with a shrug as James nodded, crossing his arms in front of him. And with that they both turned and walked up the stairs leaving the other three children with no choice but to follow. Rose put up a good fight yelling at them and saying she would tell the parents, but they all knew these were empty threats.

When they had climbed up the two flights of stairs they stopped at an ordinary looking wooden door. Albus, Rose, and Lily were quite nervous and jumped at every little sound in the house. The other two boys however were very excited, wondering what lay behind the door. James whipped out his wand

"Alohamora." James muttered and the door clicked open.

James took a deep breath and pushed open the door his heart beating harder than usual in excitement and a little nervousness. Yes he wasn't anywhere near as nervous as Rose or Lily but he still felt a little anxious. He had grown up with his parents telling him not to go in the attic so naturally that made him want to go in even more. He had never had the chance to go in because one of his parents were always home, but now he would finally get to see what was in there. The other children were more nervous than James but still they couldn't help but also be excited and curious as to what they would find behind the door.

The group stepped into the room and looked around. The room was little and almost looked like a memorial. There were pictures of people that their parents had known who had died in the war against Voldemort covering most of the wall. Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks looked down and smiled at them their hands wound together. In another frame Colin Creevy grinned widely and held his camera up to his taking fifty photos a minute. Fred Weasley was laughing uncontrollably and could not seem to sit still in his frame. Many other smiling faces looked back at them. Against the far wall stood a wooden table and on this table there were several items. There was a silver tiara glittering in the dim light, next to that was a magnificent jeweled sword that had the name Godric Gryffindor engraved on it, beside that was a very old and worn diary with jagged hole right through the middle. Along with those items there was golden locket and a goblet sat on the table, but that was not all that was in the room. In the very center of the room stood a stone basin with tall shelves attached to it. On them hundreds of bottles with thick, glowing liquid swirling around inside them sat on the shelves.

Their eyes took in the room they had been forbidden to enter for so long. Suddenly Rose gasped when she registered the objects sitting on the wood table. Sure she was wrong about what she saw. Those definitely could not be the horcruxes or the items that the evil Lord Voldemort had latched his soul onto. But she knew she was right.

"What?" Lily asked in alarm. "What is it Rose?"

"Those things on the table," Rose said in disbelief. "Those things were Lord Voldemort's horcruxes."

Immediately, the other four children crowded around the table to decide for themselves whether the objects were the horcruxes. There was a bunch of gasps as they looked at each item and found that Rose was, as always, 100% correct. They all knew about the horcruxes because they were mentioned in every history book and people always told the kids stories about them.

While the others were looking at the horcruxes, Rose was studying the basin in the center of the room. She observed the liquid in it and the shelf with the bottles attached to it. She noticed each bottle seemed to be labeled some were specific others not. After her analysis of the object she came to the very certain conclusion that she was looking at a pensieve, probably Uncle Harry or Aunt Ginny's but if she had to guess she would say it was Uncle Harry's. She quickly called the others over.

"Guys look! I think this is Uncle Harry's pensieve." she said with excitement. Everyone was wearing a confused expression but Al.

"Oh yeah I remember Grandpa telling me about those. He said they weren't very common." Al stated with a look of realization. Then he thought the same thing that Rose was thinking. All the incredible stories they had heard about their father, what if instead of just hearing them, they could watch them.

"Wait what's a pensieve again?" asked Hugo, asking the question Lily and James had been wondering.

"A pensieve is a way to store your memories. You can take like a copy of them out of your mind and store them in there." she said gesturing toward the bottle. "That way you always have them and they don't fade. When you want to see them again you pour one of those bottles into this basin and put your face in. Then you, or anyone else, can watch your memory; almost like a movie."

The other three looked mildly interested but the realization Al and Rose had obviously had not occurred to them.

"Don't you guys see? We have always heard the legendary stories about all our parents, but with this," Al said pointing to the pensieve, "we can see it, watch it like a movie!"

The other three looked at the object with new found respect. This was probably the thing Harry and Ginny did not want them to find being that some of their adventures were very horrifying and sometimes sad.

"Well what are we waiting for let's see some memories!" James said enthusiastically.

"I don't know. . ." said Lily uncertainly. "Isn't that like invading Dad's privacy? He obviously didn't want us to find it for a reason."

No one else seemed worried though, even Rose and Al. They just couldn't pass up this opportunity.

"You don't have to look if you don't want, Lily." Al told his younger sister.

Pushing down her guilt she shook her head and said, "No, I want to see."

"Okay, I think we should just look at the really big events in Uncle Harry's life like all the times he met Voldemort or when something big and important happened." Rose told the group as they all nodded their head in agreement. "Let's start with the first time he meet Voldemort in his first year. Everyone search the shelves for that memory.

It was not a long search because everything was well organized. The first memory (when he got his first letter to Hogwarts) was on the bottom shelf at the very end of the left hand side. The memories went up from there. They found the right bottle with the correct label on the third shelf.

"This is it." James said holding up the little bottle with the shimmering liquid inside. He poured the liquid inside the pensieve as everyone circled it. "I'll count to three and on three we all put our heads in." Everyone nodded in agreement. James took a deep breath, "One . . . Two . . . Three."

Five heads lowered into the pensieve and were transported back twenty-eight years into the past.

Yay! The first chapters done! Ok I know the horcruxes and Godric Gryffindor's sword probably wouldn't be lying around the Potter's household but I need to put something else semi dangerous into the room. Haha

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