Chapter 1- Something Very Unexpected
James Potter had taken a few days off from his Auror duties to be with his son, Harry. It was late March, and James, Harry, and Lily Potter were all bundled in warm cloaks and scarves against the cold. Lily, like James, was an Auror, but she was on maternity leave. Their son, after all, was only eight months old.
James and Lily had decided to visit Hogsmeade and try to forget about their recent troubles as they reminisced about their school days. They visited all their former haunts, including the fence by the Shrieking Shack. They spent an hour in the Three Broomsticks, drinking butterbeers and acting just like they did as teenagers- except that they were now married.
When they emerged from Zonko's, Harry's scarf was blown askew by the sudden wind. They stopped, and Lily set to adjusting the child's winter accessory. As James waited, he spotted something very unexpected. Three figures in black hooded robes, with identical masks. They were Death Eaters, and they appeared to be looking for somethingā¦
"There they are! Don't let the boy get away! Voldemort wants that child!" Passerby cried out in alarm, but it was Harry whom the Death Eater was pointing at.
"Lily, we have to go!"
Lily, luckily, had seen them as well. Fear in her wide green eyes, she ran where James led her. He knew there was only one place they would be safe that they would reach in time. He pulled her into Honeydukes, asking the clerk breathlessly if they could go into the cellar. He heard the urgency in James's voice and let them down.
"James!" Lily exclaimed as he looked for the trapdoor. "What are we doing in Honeydukes? They can come in here, too, and they won't hesitate to turn the store upside down!"
"We can get to Hogwarts from here. Dumbledore will be able to help us." He opened the trapdoor and lit his wand. He held his hand out to take his wife's.
"I refuse to believe that Voldemort is after my son." James knew that tone. It was the one she used when she was trying very hard not to cry.
"Deny it all you want, that does not stop it from happening." He squeezed her hand and propelled her toward the stairs. "You should light your wand, to make sure you don't trip."
A small green light appeared at the end of Lily's wand. Hers had always been green, ever since they were kids in their second year, somehow ending up in the Forbidden Forest alone. It had been James's quick thinking and Lily's knowledge of spells that had allowed them to emerge later that night.
"How much longer is this passage?" Lily asked, clutching their sleeping son close to her chest.
"I'd say about fifteen minutes," James said. He tried not to be distracted by the memories of Marauding down this passage so many times he had eventually stopped counting. Sirius had always accompanied him in the lead, and Remus followed close behind, laughing with them. Peter had tagged along, trying hard to keep up with the much smoother, more coordinated, more knowledgeable boys.
James hauled himself up out of the witch's hump, giving Lily a hand up. They were both flushed and breathless, and stood still for a moment before setting off toward Dumbledore's study.
"Excuse me," a familiarly stiff voice said behind them. "But what areā¦James and Lily! What are you doing here?" James was suddenly reminded of the many pranks he had pulled in Transfiguration, and chuckled.
"Mister Potter has not changed much, apparently."
"Hardly at all, Professor," James joked. He sobered quickly. "We need to see Professor Dumbledore."
"He is in his office at the moment. I trust neither of you have forgotten where it is? The password is Lemon Drop- I will never understand his obsession with those things. I have a class to teach in a few minutes, if you will excuse me-"
"Lemon Drop," James said to Dumbledore's statue entrance, and the staircase began to spin. They stepped onto it, smiling at the reliability of the castle. "Everything is just like it used to be," he said quietly.
Dumbledore emerged within the minute. "I hope you have not waited too long," he said, smiling. "What has brought you two to my office today? Not in trouble, are we?"
"Well, we are, actually," James said. He was sure to sound as confused as he could. "We were just in Hogsmeade, and suddenly Death Eaters started to chase us. They seemed to be after Harry. We came here immediately. Do you have any idea why they would want our son?"
A look of deep concern had crossed Dumbledore's features. He rubbed at his eyes gently. "It is as I feared," he said gravely. "Voldemort knows about the prophecy."
End Chapter 1
This story is my account of some important events in the Marauders' lives after the end of school. I'm only giving the parts that matter, so there will be a lot of holes, but they will only be filled with unimportant details, so you really won't be missing anything. I'm finally writing a Marauders fic! Yay!
So review, tell me what you think of the story, and all that hoopla. I *realize* that this chapter is short, I wrote it, after all. So, yeah. Review please.
James Potter had taken a few days off from his Auror duties to be with his son, Harry. It was late March, and James, Harry, and Lily Potter were all bundled in warm cloaks and scarves against the cold. Lily, like James, was an Auror, but she was on maternity leave. Their son, after all, was only eight months old.
James and Lily had decided to visit Hogsmeade and try to forget about their recent troubles as they reminisced about their school days. They visited all their former haunts, including the fence by the Shrieking Shack. They spent an hour in the Three Broomsticks, drinking butterbeers and acting just like they did as teenagers- except that they were now married.
When they emerged from Zonko's, Harry's scarf was blown askew by the sudden wind. They stopped, and Lily set to adjusting the child's winter accessory. As James waited, he spotted something very unexpected. Three figures in black hooded robes, with identical masks. They were Death Eaters, and they appeared to be looking for somethingā¦
"There they are! Don't let the boy get away! Voldemort wants that child!" Passerby cried out in alarm, but it was Harry whom the Death Eater was pointing at.
"Lily, we have to go!"
Lily, luckily, had seen them as well. Fear in her wide green eyes, she ran where James led her. He knew there was only one place they would be safe that they would reach in time. He pulled her into Honeydukes, asking the clerk breathlessly if they could go into the cellar. He heard the urgency in James's voice and let them down.
"James!" Lily exclaimed as he looked for the trapdoor. "What are we doing in Honeydukes? They can come in here, too, and they won't hesitate to turn the store upside down!"
"We can get to Hogwarts from here. Dumbledore will be able to help us." He opened the trapdoor and lit his wand. He held his hand out to take his wife's.
"I refuse to believe that Voldemort is after my son." James knew that tone. It was the one she used when she was trying very hard not to cry.
"Deny it all you want, that does not stop it from happening." He squeezed her hand and propelled her toward the stairs. "You should light your wand, to make sure you don't trip."
A small green light appeared at the end of Lily's wand. Hers had always been green, ever since they were kids in their second year, somehow ending up in the Forbidden Forest alone. It had been James's quick thinking and Lily's knowledge of spells that had allowed them to emerge later that night.
"How much longer is this passage?" Lily asked, clutching their sleeping son close to her chest.
"I'd say about fifteen minutes," James said. He tried not to be distracted by the memories of Marauding down this passage so many times he had eventually stopped counting. Sirius had always accompanied him in the lead, and Remus followed close behind, laughing with them. Peter had tagged along, trying hard to keep up with the much smoother, more coordinated, more knowledgeable boys.
James hauled himself up out of the witch's hump, giving Lily a hand up. They were both flushed and breathless, and stood still for a moment before setting off toward Dumbledore's study.
"Excuse me," a familiarly stiff voice said behind them. "But what areā¦James and Lily! What are you doing here?" James was suddenly reminded of the many pranks he had pulled in Transfiguration, and chuckled.
"Mister Potter has not changed much, apparently."
"Hardly at all, Professor," James joked. He sobered quickly. "We need to see Professor Dumbledore."
"He is in his office at the moment. I trust neither of you have forgotten where it is? The password is Lemon Drop- I will never understand his obsession with those things. I have a class to teach in a few minutes, if you will excuse me-"
"Lemon Drop," James said to Dumbledore's statue entrance, and the staircase began to spin. They stepped onto it, smiling at the reliability of the castle. "Everything is just like it used to be," he said quietly.
Dumbledore emerged within the minute. "I hope you have not waited too long," he said, smiling. "What has brought you two to my office today? Not in trouble, are we?"
"Well, we are, actually," James said. He was sure to sound as confused as he could. "We were just in Hogsmeade, and suddenly Death Eaters started to chase us. They seemed to be after Harry. We came here immediately. Do you have any idea why they would want our son?"
A look of deep concern had crossed Dumbledore's features. He rubbed at his eyes gently. "It is as I feared," he said gravely. "Voldemort knows about the prophecy."
End Chapter 1
This story is my account of some important events in the Marauders' lives after the end of school. I'm only giving the parts that matter, so there will be a lot of holes, but they will only be filled with unimportant details, so you really won't be missing anything. I'm finally writing a Marauders fic! Yay!
So review, tell me what you think of the story, and all that hoopla. I *realize* that this chapter is short, I wrote it, after all. So, yeah. Review please.
