Yo Yo. This was co-written by SS and SN! <3

Go check out Sapphire's works because they're super cool :) 

--

It's cool being mentally unstable.

You don't have to hand in homework, people look at you weird and talk to you in a creepily nice voices and best of all you get away with blowing up things. For example, Hogwarts.

Ok, I'm not really insane.

"Well..."

“Shut up, Lucy.”

Anyways, they've been fixing Hogwarts with float-y, magic-y stuff but the Gryffindor tower is 'under re-construction.' So we've been living in – wait for it – TENTS!

FREAKING TENTS! I love tents, they're like-

"Willow." Said that pesky voice in my head.

“What?”

"Tents aren't really that coo-"

“YES THEY ARE! They're like houses that can be moved. Movable homes. Homes that –“

"Fine. Just try not to blow it up, ok?"

“No promises, there.”

She decided to stop talking to me for a while after that.

We were all sitting next to the lake, Sirius and Pettigrew were playing a very 'Sirius' game of exploding snap and Lily and James were being all mushy. Let me tell you, there is nothing more awkward than your parents kissing in front of you... even when they're kind of not your parents... and you're not really born yet.

"Where's Lupin?" I wondered aloud, realizing the absence of a certain wolf-boy.

"Uh, he's... visiting his... er, aunt?" Lily scrunched her face up. She really can't lie.

"Who is mortally ill and needs constant nursing." Chimed in Sirius.

"Oh," Huh,why would they be lying about where Lupi- wait a minute... "On a completely different note, when's the full moon this month?"

They all froze, it was like someone had crashed a cymbal in front of them. 

~“Um, it’s on –“ James stammered and stared around wildly.

“It’s today isn’t it?” I asked them. “Yeah, yeah it is.”

They remained deadly quiet.

“Oh wow! Is Remus off visiting his aunt every full moon?” I tried to stop myself from smiling.

I know something you don’t know that I know.

“Well, she is…He ah –“

“OH MY GOD!” I shouted, and I was given a few weird looks from random passersby. “Is Remus Lupin a-“

“You can’t tell anyone.” Lily said suddenly, looking at me sternly.

“Don’t worry.” I said, and I looked at her earnestly. “I will never tell a soul that your friend is a-“

“God damn it Willow!” James said in exasperation. “You’re not meant to say it out loud.”

I rolled my eyes and said; “Lupin’s allergic to the moonlight.”

They all stared at me.

“God damn, it’s not that hard to work out to be honest.” I said, as though I knew everything. “Of course he’s allergic to the moonlight. That is the only thing that makes sense.”

“Yeah.” Lily said, her eyes darting between Sirius, James and Peter as though they were having a silent conversation I wasn’t part of. “The only thing. Right. Yes. Well don’t tell anyone, because he gets upset.”

“I wouldn’t tell anyone.” I told them. “I’m not a fucking bitch.”

Later in the Evening, as everyone had long since gone to sleep, I snuck out of the bedroom of my tent (Which I shared with the girls in my dorm) and out into the great hall, where all the tents had been placed. Staring at the dark, swirling sky, I realized with an almost brutal blow – I was never going home. I was never going to see my friends again – no. It was worse than that. If I saw them again, they would not recognize me.

I began to cry. Hot, wet tears streamed down my face, making it feel all gross.

“Fuck this mother fucking shit. Fuck this fucking school. Fuck pretending not to know things. Fuck this shit. Fuck it. Fuck.” I said in a loud angsty whisper. I heard a noise from behind me, and whipped around so fast that I fell flat on my face. “Ah fuck.”

There was mumbling from further across the room – in the same moment I had an epiphany. I’m going to change the future, starting right now. From face down on the floor.

What if I started destroying horcruxes early? What if I stopped Peter from selling my parents out to Voldemort? What if I changed the fuck out of things? The worst thing that could happen is Voldemort taking over, but I know how to whoop his arse into the ground, anyway.

“I really hope that isn’t three boys trying to escape their beds to go hang out with a friend.” I said in a carrying whisper.

About an inch from my face, James’ appeared from thin air.

“Dude, what the fuck.”

“Dude what the fuck yourself.”

“Shh,” he hissed, and he pulled me under the cloak.

I was dragged outside along with Sirius – we seemed to be following a rat, who was probably Peter.

“How did you know we were there?” Sirius growled as he pushed me over onto the grass.

“Because I know you three sneak out to see Remus Lupin – who is actually a werewolf – every full moon.” I said, rolling my eyes.

The pair looked shocked and stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

“Three of us? There’s only two of us.” James said after a moment.

“Asshole.” I snarled. “I know Peter is that rat over there. You’re a stag and Mr. ‘I like to push females over’ is a giant black dog.”

They looked like deer stunned in headlights. Finally, Sirius reached out a hand to help me up, which I accepted.

“So you know all about us?” He asked.

“Yeah, basically.”

“Are you a spy of Dumbledore’s? We know you’re his Niece -”

“Pfft. Niece my ass.” I rolled my eyes. “The truth is a lot more complicated.”

Okay. This is 100000% what Dumbledore meant of NOT FUCKING UP. I fucked up. But I don’t care.

“Why were you crying?” Sirius asked quietly.

“Because,” I hesitated. How much was I going to reveal? “I just realized I’ll never see my family and friends again…I’m from a parallel universe.” I added, thinking of Jinx and Grey and Taz and that time we killed Voldemort with peanut butter.

“Don’t be stupid.” James scoffed.

“Do I look like I’m lying to you?” I asked, staring at him so intensely that he looked away. “My world was a little bit further ahead than yours…Some things are the same but some aren’t and it’s weird.”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, we were best friends.” I invented. “But Peter was the coolest out of you lot. And I don’t know; things like that. It’s confusing.” The boys nodded as though they understood. “You guys can’t tell.” I added. “Or Dumbledore will kill me.”

“We won’t.” They said in unison.

I snuck back into the castle and into my tent.

Life is weird.