Life With The Marauders

Chapter One

"I hate this." James sighed in frustration, tossing The Daily Prophet onto the kitchen table.

"I know, but there's nothing we can do about it." Lily sympathized. She didn't like that her family had to go into hiding, but it had to be done. She was not going to risk her son's life. Lily glanced at the Prophet to see what had set her husband off today. The headline '2 More Dead to Death Eaters' caught her attention.

"What's the point of being an Auror if I can't help anyone?" James questioned, speaking more to himself than his wife.

Lily Potter didn't have an answer to that. It was a miracle the other Marauders had convinced James to agree to go into hiding, but that didn't mean he liked it. Wanting to get her husband's mind off the daily newspaper Lily asked, "So how did Peter take the news?"

James looked up from the table and gave a small smile, "He was surprised. Pete didn't expect to be made Secret-Keeper. Said Sirius was the obvious choice. Which is exactly why Padfoot wanted us to switch keepers."

"Speaking of Sirius," Lily started, "Does he still believe Remus is the spy?"

Her husband replied, "He thinks it's possible. Sirius doesn't want to put full blame on Moony but...you have to admit Remus has been acting a bit odd lately."

"Well Dumbledore did send him to try and recruit other werewolves. That's got to be stressful." Lily pointed out.

"I'm not saying it's Remus," James put his hands up in mock surrender, "But I do agree he's acting strange. But you've got a point Lily. So, do we have any plans today?"

Thinking for a moment, Lily shook her head, "No, I don't think so. We don't have to worry about trick-or-treaters this year-"

"That's such an odd Muggle holiday." James said, "Who would give out candy to children dressed as Merlin knows what? And what kind of name is 'Hall of Ween'?"

Lily rolled her eyes, "It's Halloween, James."

"Whatever." he laughed, "It's still weird. Since we don't have anything planned, I might drop in on Sirius."

"You know we're not suppose to leave, James." Lily told her husband seriously, "If you really want to talk to Sirius, go get that mirror you two have. What's the point of the Fidelius Charm if you don't stay hidden?" she crossed her arms, daring him to contradict her.

James put his head in his hands and his elbows on the kitchen table, "I know, I know. It's just...I hate being cooped up here Lily! I should be out there putting Death Eaters in Azkaban, not sleeping the day away."

"You don't sleep the day away, you play with your son."

He sent her a glare, "You know what I mean." the glare disappeared, "I'm sounding a bit selfish aren't I? You're stuck here too. Sorry...guess everything's just starting to get to me."

Lily stood up and walked around the square table to her husband, wrapping her arms around his neck and putting her chin on his head, "It's not your fault James. We both hate it, but like I said it has to be done." a moment of silence passed, "If you're not gone too long, I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to visit Sirius. Just don't tell Dumbledore I let you go."

James smiled and stood up, giving his wife a brief kiss. "I'll only be gone half an hour, promise." The man rushed over to the fireplace, took a pinch of Floo powder, and walked into the fireplace, saying "Number 12, Grimmauld Place." He was gone in an instant, leaving Lily looking at the fireplace.

Glancing at the clock, Lily noticed it was already ten in the evening. She went to the nursery to check on her son before returning to the living room, laying down on the comfortable couch to wait for her husband to return. She shifted on the couch and pulled her wand out of her pocket, setting it carefully on the table. The witch fell asleep within the first few minutes of lying down. It couldn't have been more than ten or fifteen minutes when the Potters' front door blew open forcefully, waking Lily up immediately. Already knowing what was going on, the mother jumped up from the couch and ran to her son's room on the second floor. She slammed the door shut behind her which resulted in waking young Harry. The baby began crying upon waking up.

"Sh, sh, it's okay." Lily said as she picked up her son, though whether she was trying to soothe her son or herself she wasn't sure. Looking around the room, she searched for any means of escape.

A closed window caught her eye, but they were on the second floor. She knew they should have put some sort of portkey in the house. The sound of creaking stairs made her breathing hitch. Harry had finally quit crying, almost as if he knew something bad was about to happen. It looked like she was going to have to fight her way out of here. Reaching towards her back pocket, Lily mentally cursed herself. She'd left her wand downstairs beside the couch, sleeping with a wand in your pocket wasn't very comfortable.

A shadow that came in under the door made her freeze. Blood pumping, she waited for the inevitable.

a/n: For those of you following the James Potter Series, no I haven't given up on it. This has been stored in my files for a long time so I decided to post it and see what kind of feedback I get. I've got a ton of stories to tie up, but I wanted this option out there..so REVIEW! :D