Chapter One: Attack of the Owls

James Potter woke up to an angry brown owl pecking at his window.

He groped for his glasses and put them on. Running a hand through his messy black hair, he walked over to the window.

Watching the owl fly off, he walked over to the bed. Sitting down he turned the thick parchment over and saw the seal he never expected to see again. He saw the seal of his old school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He read the letter in shock; it was from his old teacher, Minerva McGonagall.

Dear Mr. Potter,
I am writing this in amazement, for I'm not quite sure I ever want to spend another year with you. Three other teachers and myself will be visiting foreign wizarding schools during the next year. Professor Dumbledore suggested that we recruit younger teachers for the year. Seeing as you are just out of school, you would indeed qualify as young. We are asking you to come back to Hogwarts to teach Charms. I trust that you will soon learn of who the other three teachers are. We await your return owl.
Minerva McGonagall

James just sat there. Him, a teacher. And he had thought that he was done with anything to do with Hogwarts. Except, of course, his friends and Lily Evans...

He was brought out of his daydreams when another owl flew in his window.

He glanced at the envelope and quickly opened it. The writing was the tidy script of Lily Evans.

Hi James!
I just wanted to tell you that I will be going back to Hogwarts! McGonagall wants me to teach! I really want to go, I was asked to teach Potions! McGongall said there were three others, all young, that were going to teach. She said I would find out who they were soon. Oh, James, are you one of them? I bet you are! You're probably ecstatic right now. You get to spend another whole year with me. If you think for a second that makes me happy, then you're dead wrong, Potter! Thought you'd like to know,
Lily

'Wow,' thought James. 'She guessed me. Ecstatic? I get to spend another year with Lily Evans, why would I be ecstatic? Aw, whatever. I'm ecstatic, amazed, grateful, and LUCKY!!! Ha! Wonder who else it is...'

Once again, James was interrupted by an owl. "Yes!" he cried as he ripped open the letter from his best friend, Sirius Black.

Prongs

You will never guess what I just got. Okay, maybe you will. Hope you're as surprised as me, because if not you might need to be the second Marauder to be disowned. I know my best mate. You're surprised. Hey, I always knew McGonagall loved me! She invited me back to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts for a year. She claims she'll be overseas, but I don't buy it. Dumbledore loves us too. But I bet you can't wait because you quite possibly get to spend another year in close contact with a certain ill tempered, red-haired, Lily Evans. Us Marauders will sure take Hogwarts by storm, right Prongsie? Oh, yeah, I've got a good idea that Moony got McGongall's class, just a hunch though. You, me, and Moony. But we disowned Pettigrew, so we've got an opening. How 'bout Evans, huh? We need to go face to face. You set it up, mate.

Padfoot

Before James could even think about Sirius' jumbled letter, a final owl flew through the window. James opened it and, true to Sirius' word, read a letter from his other friend, Remus Lupin.

'Lo James,

Hope you're having a good summer, mate. Recent events may have spoiled it, or brought it to new and greater heights for you. McGonagall asked me to teach Transfiguration for the year, and said that three other young people would be teaching along with me. I hear from a little birdie, nope sorry, a little doggy, that Sirius and Lily will be teaching along with us. So, has your life sunk to new lows, or risen to an all time high? What's tilting the scale more, mate, another year at the cursed school, or another year with a certain red head? Anyway, I've got to go and get ready; it's full moon, you know.

Remus

James just sat there marveling. He got to spend another year with the always-beautiful Lily Evans, his flower. Forget Paddy and Moony, his mind was on Lily, and on Lily alone.

Coming to his senses, James frantically grabbed a quill, parchment, and ink.

Sirius, Remus, and my Darling Lily Flower,

Looks like we're in for another interesting year at Hogwarts. The Marauders (minus one, temporarily) will have rule of the school, again. Stupid move on Dumbledore's part if you ask me.

Sirius---You are a good guesser, mate. Surprised, yes, and pleasantly at that.

Remus----Forget spoiled, buddy, my summer has risen to an ultimate high. Oh, and good luck with you furry little problem.

Lily, Lily, Lily---You happen to be a good guesser also, don't you? And was it just me, or did I catch a hint of a lie in your letter? I happen to think you are happy about this little.

Right, so we do need to go face to face with this. How about, we meet at the Leaky Cauldron at oh…6:00pm tomorrow night. I'll arrange something with Tom so we can get a private room. I'll be looking forward to it, trust me.

James

He copied the same letter twice and sent one off to Lily, Sirius, and Remus.

As he watched to owls fly into the distance, he collapsed onto his bed, a few simple thoughts running through his mind.

I get to go back to Hogwarts…great.

I get to take points from the nasty Slytherins. Hahaha.

I get to take points away from the nasties along with Padfoot and Moony. Double hahaha.

And, oh yeah! I get to spend another year with my sweet darling, lovely, beautiful, Lily flower. And boy will I enjoy it.