^.~'**'~.^ Sapphires POV ^.~'**'~.^

I woke up, slowly coming to. Looks like I was only out for a minute. As I groggily shook my head, I decided to go down to the great hall and eat. Hopefully, Remus wouldn't be there and I could eat in peace. However, if Lily found out about this, she would go bloody crazy and try to kill Remus. So, weather he will or will not be in the great hall, I would act normal for his sake. Be glad Remus. Oh golly, I have to hurry or all the good food will be gone. Then McGonagall will get mad at me for being late for getting my timetables on the first day of school. Whoops, I'd better get going.

Soon, the great hall was within sight. Something seemed, I don't know how to explain it, but it felt wrong. I arrived with a bang, slamming the doors the the Great Hall open with a large bam! I walked up to McGonagall and asked for my schedule.

"Uh, Minnie? Are you alright there? You look sort of, shocked."

"You, you can't be back. Your dead. You died years ago. Who are you?" She replied hoarsely.

I chuckled nervously. "Hey, I was only knocked out for a minute, not a thousand years Minnie. Also, I think I would know if I was dead." She continued to gape at me, so I sighed and went up to Dumbledore, who also had a very perplexed look on his face.

"Dumbledore? Why does Minnie think I am dead?" He said nothing, only passed me the daily prophet. I looked at the date and gasped.

"No..." This couldn't be right. It wasn't 1993, it just couldn't be. Wait, than this means that Minnie was right. I am dead, and this is the second time I lived. Dumbledore watched as comprehension dawned upon my face.

"Thank you sir." I quietly made my way back to the Gryffindoor table and sag next to a boy who looked identical to James.

"J-James? Is that you?" I plopped down in the seat in front of him. He looked up in confusion.

"Wait, your not James. James didn't have green eyes that looked like..." I trailed off. "Lily! Your mother was Lily Evans!" I exclaimed.

"How do you know that? My name isn't James, by the way. It's Harry. Harry Potter." He said suspiciously. Well, I couldn't blame him.

"Let's just say, me and him have a very long history together. How is he, anyway? He must be happy that he has a son and he is married to Lily." The boy suddenly looked sorrowful.

"My parents, are dead."