A.N: This is a new story that I am writing because after reading so many amazing ones I decided to write one of my own.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I am not using this to make any money what so ever.

Marauders year = 1977
Golden trio year = 1997

September 1st 1997

The lustrous crimson train whistled as the clock struck 11. Steam rose from the train in a dark grey hue. Platform 9 ¾ was packed full of loving parents and caregivers waving happily to their loved ones and friends who practically hung out of the windows of the Hogwarts Express.

Hermione Jean Granger took one last look out of the window as the train started moving, jerking her forward slightly. Unburdened by her luggage Hermione moved down the carriage searching for her friends or an empty carriage whichever came first. Hermione was looking forward to going back to her home away from home, where she was entering her seventh year of magical schooling. She wandered down the carriage lost in thought, reaching her friends compartment.

"Hermione!" Harry and Ron called out urgently drawing Hermione from her far away daze a mere second and step too late.

Hermione took a single step forward, banging into someone.

"Watch where you're going Granger." Draco Malfoy's cruel voice spat as he sneered down at her, him towering over her 5'5 height.

Hermione scrambled to move away from Malfoy only to bang into someone else.

"Hermione, when did you get so clumsy?" Ron asked from behind her, tugging her upwards violently from her place on the floor.

"I honestly have no idea," said Hermione huffing whilst moving into the compartment, "Now ferret if you have no business here leave."

"How dare you, you're nothing but a filthy little mudblood who has no place in this world or any for that matter!" He sneered brandishing his wand as did his two cronies behind him.

Not even ten seconds later Hermione was the only one without a wand drawn but she was also standing right in the middle.

The end of Draco's wand started lighting a faint red, preparing to fire a spell, Ron looked ready to fire a jinx of his own at Draco as did Harry.

"Hermione move!" Ron shouted.

Two spells hit Hermione at the same time and she fell to the floor unconscious, for ten silent seconds nothing happened. All of the boys tore their gaze away from Hermione's body to glare murderously at each other. Ron and Draco growled at each other, clearly ready to attack again forgetting about Hermione's unconscious form on the ground between them. No one noticed when Hermione's body started glowing and lifting into the air spinning. A loud pop came from where Hermione had once been.

"Where's Hermione? What did you do to her?" Harry shouted as he noticed that Hermione was no longer there.

"I did nothing Potter and it's not like it's a bad thing one less stinking mudblood to deal with." Draco sneered as he walked away slightly hesitantly.

September 1st 1977

The late afternoon sun showered into the compartment on the Hogwarts Express, that since first year had been dubbed the "marauder's compartment". Four boys and one fiery red headed girl sat in the compartment basking in the sun and company.

"Potter, we need to go the Heads compartment to meet McGonagall for our briefing." The fiery redhead said.

"Come on then Evans." A tall, lanky, messy haired James Potter said as he trudged out of the compartment.

"Can you actually believe that Prongs of all people was made Head Boy?"

"No Padfoot, I can't, I mean he wasn't even a prefect and everyone knows that you have to have been a prefect otherwise you can't be Head Boy." Remus grumbled.

"Well Moony, I see that you need to learn about Prongs all over again, he doesn't follow the rules." Sirius remarked.

"Another reason why he shouldn't be Head Boy, he has broken nearly all of the school rules and usually has at least two detentions a week!"

"And then if he wasn't the Head Boy who would be? You?" Sirius joked.

"Padfoot does have a good point Remus, you break nearly all of the same rules as James."

"I know Wormy" Remus sighed.

"I told you not to call me Wormy! It's Wormtail!" He exclaimed.

Sirius and Remus laughed, the former reaching beside him to ruffle Peter's hair.

"Sorry Peter." Remus apologised.

"Did you guys go into Zonko's Joke Shop over the holidays, they had these new wicked pranks that I can't wait to try!" Sirius said relieving any of the tension in the room.

"What prank did you get?" Remus asked enthusiastically.

"Well, it was that one where you throw powder at someone and then you can choose what to make them do, I was thinking about trying it out on Snape." Sirius explained mischievously.

"I got to go." Peter squeaked as he scurried out of the compartment.

"I wonder where he is always going to." Remus commented before proceeding to pick up the once forgotten tomb beside him and read.

"He leaves a lot doesn't he?" Sirius replied questioningly.

Minutes of comfortable silence passed, thoughts of Wormtail always leaving was long forgotten in the boy's minds. A blinding, bright white light filled the compartment and a slightly battered girl landed unceremoniously on the hard floor. Brown hair was splayed out, like a halo around her angelic face. Her nose was splattered with freckles, her skin holding the last remains of a summer tan. Remus's and Sirius's attention immediately drawn to the girl, both blown away and captivated by her beauty, concern filled both of their minds as she twitched on the ground.

A groan of pain came from the ground as her eyes fluttered open, "Sirius, Remus?" She asked before fainting again.

A.N: Thank you for reading the first chapter of my story! If you could please tell me what you think it would be greatly appreciated. I wasn't quite so sure of the time that the marauders went to Hogwarts so I just went with 20 years before the Golden Trio did.