At number four Privet Drive, you could practically feel the loathing and tension in the air. The Dursleys nephew, Harry Potter, was about to leave, just as soon as Remus Lupin, his favorite professor, arrived.
Harry couldn't be happier as Remus knocked on the front door. He would finally get to spend his, fast approaching, birthday with his friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger.
Petunia, not realizing the man at the door was a wizard with his common appearance and new clothes, opened the door asking, "Hello, sir. How may I help you?"
To this Remus smiled, knowing she didn't recognise him, and held out his hand for her to shake. She shook it while he replied, "I'm Remus Lupin ,and i'm here to pick up Harry." abruptly pulled her hand away ,wiping it on her floral print skirt as if he had said, "My name is Remus Lupin, and I have recently covered my hand in an unknown substance."
A few moments earlier, Harry had stopped midway down the stairs, and now after seeing the exchange, was trying to with hold his laughter. "Hello ,Remus." he managed to choke out ,in the midst of his uncontainable laughter.
"Hello ,Harry. Let's get your stuff and be on our way." Remus says, trying to hurry up so he wouldn't start laughing as well.
Remus helped Harry lug his trunk downstairs and into the muggle car Aurthur rented. It was a turquoise 1950 Ford Angelina. When Ron commented on that admitted that he tried to fool Molly into thinking it was the same one.
Harry truly missed these people.
When Harry arrived at number twelve Grimald Place, and let in, Fred and George immediately handed him nose plugs. Harry took the hint and put them on. " 'Ello Harry!" The twins say, the sound being changed by the nose plugs they are wearing.
" Hello." he replies as Remus walks in, which unfortunately, is also the time modified dung bombs go off, releasing horrid smelling smoke into the house.
"FRED! GEORGE!" booms from upstairs. Ron races downstairs, covered in spiders, screaming. Ginny was fuming, her now green hair flowing behind her as she stormed down. 's skin is now all blue, and the whole family makes no sound, knowing the capablities of an angry Weasley woman.
The family was quite a sight, with a frantic Ron ,trying to get the spiders off him, a red faced and green haired Ginny trying to shut Ron up, and ,now purple because of how much she's yelling, screaming at the surprisingly calm twins.
"WHAT DO YOU BOYS HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELVES?!" roars.
"Harry and Remus are here." Fred responds.
Molly looks at the door to see Harry and Sirius laughing uncontrollably and Remus suppressing a smile. "Hello ." Harry says joyously, regaining his composure.
"Hello ,Harry. Remus. Sirius, stop laughing!" a still purple says. "I'll go make dinner and you two will fix everything." Molly says to Fred and George.
Little did Harry know, this was step one of the plan.
Two days later, it's Harrys birthday. He is officially fifteen. He didn't even realize the day at first,though.
Sirius and Remus are hard at work with their surprise for Harry, while the rest of them ,Mr., , the twins, Bill and Charlie, (Who arrived the day before)fix Harrys surprise party, and Hermione and Ron keep Harry distracted.
"SIRIUS BLACK IF YOU'VE BEEN WORKING WITH THE TWINS AGAIN ,I SWEAR!" Molly exclaims. She smells a rat (No, it is not Pettigrew.) and now knows about the day Harry arrived. She's smart enough not to trust Sirius.
"Molly, i've done nothing wrong! This time." Sirius says. It's a surprise for all non marauders after all.
Two hours later
Ron ties a blindfold over a struggling Harrys eyes. Harry is on the floor, being held down by Fred and George. He dosen't think that all is innocent, mainly because this is Fred and George, the kings of pranking.
They drag him downstairs o the kitchen, which is decorated in sniches, lions, red and gold, and a large gold banner that reads in red writing, Happy birthday Harry!
Harry smiled bigger than he thought humanly possible. He loved spending time with the Weasleys.
"Harry, Ron, 'Mione, we can't change the past, but, Dumbledore remembers that we went back in time. Somehow ,they'll know all the details." Sirius rants.
"Huh?" Ron looks quizzical and has no clue what's going on.
"We're going back in time to meet the marauders, when they are seventeen." Moony explains.
Harrys impossibly large smile got even wider. He would get to meet his parents, if only for a few hours. He couldn't imagine a better day.
The next day
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were over the moon at the prospect at traveling back in time.
"Ready?" Sirius asks, preparing to turn the enchanted time turner in the middle of the circle of humans.
There is a chourous of yeses, and they're off. It feels like using a portkey due to the jerk on his nose. Harry and Ron fall flat on their faces when they land, while Hermione, Moony, and Padfoot keep their balance.
"Hello Moony, Padfoot, and children." said a man that looked exactly like Dumbledore. Hermione helps the boys off the floor,and they turn to face the headmaster.
"Hello, Professer." Sirius says.
"Now, in a few moments, Lily, James, young Sirius, and young Remus will arrive fully briefed. Don't worry, we will erase their memories of today." Albus says.
They nod and the Marauders and Lily walk in. They look at Harry and immediately get curious. "Wow! He looks like me! With a scar and... Evan's eyes?" James says the last part like a question.
"Fully briefed, huh?" Sirius says, Rons exact thoughts.
"They were supposed to be, but never mind. I'll tell them." Dumbledore replies.
Harry doesn't really listen to the explanation, instead he, like Sirius, studies the Marauders. He does look a lot like his father. They have the same hair, and similar facial features. He does share his ,in young Ginnys words, eyes, as green as a fresh pickled toad with his mother.
Ron elbows Harry and nods towards young Remus. He was studying himself, Sirius, and Harry. He seemed curious, as if he somehow recognized them. Harry was mildly obvious, but Sirius and Remus had changed very much.
Harry smiled at Remus, and Remus, realizing he's been caught starring, smiles sheepishly and looks away.
"So, I have a son! With Evans! This is awesome!" James exclaims.
"And I am still wicked!" young Sirius yells.
"Still vain." Ron whispers to Harry and Hermione.
"I heard that!" Sirius barks.
"You weren't meant to." Ron replies.
Sirius frowns disapprovingly, trying to mask the smile creeping up. He wanted to appear as a moderately mature godfather at least.
Young Remus is having an intimate conversation with himself, something about a potion that could help cure him, and James and Sirius are asking Harry and older Sirius about the future. They still had unanswered questions ,though. Most about Pettigrew. They will be answered at a later time.