I've been reading this couple for a while and I'm tired of all the fics that are about Hermione going to the past or James being all pedo. So I made a twist.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does :'(

Chapter 1: Confusion and Forgotten Legacy

James Potter was confused, he remembered being in the safe house in Godric's Hollow when he arrived, he remembered telling Lily to hide Harry and then a flash of light. Now he was sitting in front of a desk, looking at a woman that was probably in her mid twenties with straight brown hair, pale skin and golden eyes in a pale blue suit that watched him with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.

"James Potter" She said looking him the eye. "Care to explain why is there another Potter sitting in my office yet again?"

"If you tell me where here is" He said gesturing the whole office. "Then I might be able to give you an answer" The woman sighed.

"Alright Mr. Potter what is the last thing you remember before arriving here?" She said with the slightest hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Well I was in my house when" James stopped, he didn't know if this woman was aware of the magical world so he tried to be careful with what he said next. "this burglar got into my house, I told my wife to go hide upstairs and I tried to hold him down. The next thing I know is that I'm sitting here" He managed to say fluently. James had never been so grateful for his innate ability to alter the truth.

"And this burglar was not named Lord Voldemort was he?" She asked thoroughly amused with the young man sitting in front of her.

"How do you know that?" He said narrowing his eyes.

"I know everything about the magical world, and about you Mr. Potter" At his skeptical look she continued "I know that you first rode a real broom at the age of five, that your favorite toy was a stuffed lion that you hugged to fall asleep until you were thirteen years old and I know that your patronus is stag, among some other things" She said smiling at the blushing face of James Potter.

"You haven't answered me. Where am I?"

"You're in the office of Special Cases of the Destinies Division of the Limbo" The woman sighed at the confused face of the man in front of her. It was always the same thing with the Potters. "I'll explain. I'm Monica, your family's… handler so to speak. A few hundred years ago one of your ancestors created a spell, a very particular spell, one that would allow him to find his soul mate. Your ascendant did this because he didn't love the woman he was betrothed to, and he knew that if he found his soul mate, his family would be bound to dissolve the engagement. And, while the spell showed him who his soul mate was, it failed to show him that she was to be born twelve years after his passing, and thus he spent his entire life searching for a woman that hadn't been born at the time. And when he arrived here and was informed that his soul mate was to be born in twelve years he demanded that he was sent back so he could be with her" She smiled at the memory, it had been her first job, and the man had gone on a tirade about how was it possible for his soul mate to be born after he died and that he wanted to speak with the one in charge. Edgar Potter had sure been a hands full. "While we could not make him be reborn in another time or in another family because that'll mean that he'd be a different person and therefore his soul mate would change, we could send him back to a point in time where he'd be her age. He seemed content with the agreement and demanded it to be extended to his offspring. All the Potters that haven't found their soul mates before their deaths have ended up in my office ever since"

"If this is true, and I'm not saying that it is, why is it that I've never heard of this? And why am I here? I met my soul mate while I was alive. It was Lily Evans" He said. James understood the legacy of his family, kind of, but he didn't get why he was here. Lily was his soul mate, wasn't she?

"Mr. Potter you are here because your soul mate is now closer to your age than she was at the time of your demise. Lily Evans wasn't your soul mate, however she was the person that resembled your soul mate the most while you were alive, so it's logical that you felt an attraction to her" Monica looked at him with sympathy and pity, it was never a pleasant experience to find out that the person you loved the most in your life wasn't the one you were supposed to be with. "As to why you've never heard of this... Well that, among other things, is what we need you to solve"

"So Lily wasn't my soul mate" It wasn't a question but a statement. "If Lily wasn't my soul mate then who is it? What do I have to solve?" He said trying to come to terms with what Monica had just revealed to him.

"I'm not allowed to tell you who your soul mate is, though I'm fairly sure that she won't be hard to find" James looked quizzically at her "Let's just say that you'll know it's her when you see her. And we need you to solve the lack of information that the Potters have in this matter. Since you are the fiftieth Potter that has been sent here, and the situation in the world as in thirteen years after your demise is critical we're sending you with a bit more information than your predecessors, this way you'll be able to spare lives that would otherwise be sacrificed for the decisions of a few people who think that they are above the rules" Monica said, her golden eyes flashing red for a second before returning to their normal color. "Before I tell you anything else you'll have to agree to perform the task that we're thrusting upon you. You might want to know what we will expect of you if you accede to do this before you say yes" She said when James had opened his mouth to agree. "If you do comply we'll show you what has happened and what we need you to change. We'll help you to devise a plan to get everything done and fixed, then we'll send you back and we will check up on you when we deem it appropriate or when you are in need of advice"

"I agree" James said. Monica smiled, opened the door and beckoned him to follow her. They went through a large corridor until they reached a door that said 'Amanda Griffin Head of Destinies Division'. Monica turned the doorknob and entered the office, pulling James in along with her.

"Amanda, this is James Potter" Monica said pulling him forward to a woman with short blond hair that seemed to be in her early thirties. "He said yes" Amanda raised her eyebrows at this and signaled the armchairs in front of her desk. Amanda watched him intently once he sat down, her crystal blue eyes seizing him up. She scrutinized him for a few more seconds before relaxing.

"Very well Mr. Potter. You are here because of what Monica has already explained to you. You are in a position in which you can help the wizarding world if you chose to do so. As you've already complied I'll explain what is happening" She paused for breath. "The night when you died your wife sacrificed herself as a last attempt to save your son. Her sacrifice allowed your son to survive the killing curse and this events set in motion the destiny of Harry" James eyes widened at this, he had assumed that Harry and Lily didn't make it after Voldemort killed him. "However his life was manipulated by that old goat Albus Dumbledore who not just kept him in the dark about his destiny, but also knowingly guided the boy towards his death, claiming that it was for the greater good, causing the death of many innocent lives in the process" As her explanation went on Amanda's expression had gone from calm and composed to murderous.

"But what am I supposed to do to fix what is going to go wrong?" Amanda's features softened at the confused expression of the man in front of her.

"We'll help you with that. First you'll see how the life of your son has been so far, then you Monica and I will make the preparations so you can change what went wrong. Now Mr. Potter I'll show you your son's life and some other major points of the last thirteen years. I'll answer any questions you might have after you finish" She said before touching his forehead with the tips of her fingers. And then memories flooded his mind.

To say that James Potter was furious would have been the understatement of the millennium. Furious didn't cover the intensity of the hatred and pure anger that he was feeling when he had reached the end of the memories. And he didn't hesitate on making his anger known by the women that were beside him, if his red face and clenched fists weren't a dead giveaway of his feelings.

"What the hell was that? We told him that Harry was not to go under any circumstances to the Dursleys, it was specified in our wills that he was never to go to that place! We had at least ten other places for him to go if anything happened to us. TEN! But did the old goat cared about that? NO! He had to take Harry there" He said it as if it was a foul word. "He knew that they despised wizards, even McGonagall told him so, but he still left him there wrapped in a blanket in the middle of the night with just a fucking note! Who in their right mind leaves a one year old alone, in front of a house where anything could happen to him?" Monica and Amanda noticed that he was getting redder by the second" Albus Dumbledore that is who! They starved him goddammit. And then the stone and the basilisk, and on the third year were the dementors. He knew that Sirius was innocent and he knew what the dementors would do to Harry and he still let them roam the grounds! And WHY DID THAT BARMY OLD GOAT LET HIM PARTICIPATE IN THAT BLOODY TOURNAMENT? Then was the toad, she tortured the students and he didn't do a fucking thing! Sirius died because bloody Snivellus refused to keep teaching him Occlumency! And in sixth year he knew what that Malfoy kid was doing and he didn't do anything to stop him, he risked the student's lives because of it! And then he had to tell Harry to go searching for those blasted things! And obviously he could not tell anyone but his two best friends who were kids just like him. Who in the name of Merlin sends three seventeen years old to search for not one, but five Horcruxes!" He finished his rant breathing heavily, his face a shade of red that had yet to be named and his hands balled in fists.

Both women look amused at his outburst against the old man. To be completely honest they would have been disappointed if he wasn't angry at the former Hogwarts Headmaster.

"We know that you are upset Mr. Potter" Amanda said trying to calm James before the vein in his neck exploded. "But you can't go in there and tell everyone everything you know, you're going to have to act wisely in order to save the people you love. But before we start doing anything, Monica could you please go and fetch Lyla and bring some muffins and coffee? This is going to take a while"

James sighed, Lyla had turned out to be a fifteen year old girl with an evil mastermind imagination and a constant state of sugar high mixed with a coffee addiction, but she was nice and funny none the less.

It had taken them five hours and half, but they had finally finished the plan. It was quite simple since he could have Amanda's, Monica's and Lyla's help.

"Now Mr. Potter, we are going to send you back at the time period we agreed. You know what to do, so goodbye! We'll see you in a week" Monica said happily and suddenly he felt himself falling.

When he 'landed', James found himself in front a house, his house, or at least what was left of it. The sight before him rendered him speechless, the little house in Godric's Hollow that held so many happy memories of his friends and family was in ruins. He took a step towards the destroyed building and stopped, remembering that if he entered what little was left of the cottage Dumbledore would know he was there, ruining the whole plan. He knew what he had to do, so with one last look at his former home he disappeared with a 'pop'

Sirius rubbed his temple as he remembered the conversation he just had with Harry. 'Dragons? What on earth was Dumbledore thinking of when he let the game makers use dragons for the first task?' He sure was going to kill Dumbledore or Fudge, whoever crossed his path first. He had been starting to doubt Dumbledore's motives since he had learned that Harry hadn't been told about the prophecy yet, Dumbledore had told the Order that Harry had a lot on his mind and shouldn't have to carry the weight of the prophecy on his shoulders yet, but Sirius suspected that there was something the headmaster wasn't telling them.

It was in this state of mind that he was caught by surprise at hearing a noisy 'pop', and looking up to find his dead best friend standing right in front of him, he did whatever person would have. He looked at the bottle in front him and said "I don't I'm drunk enough for this" and fainted afterwards

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