A/N - I know it's short, but please read and leave a review!
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good..."
Harry hadn't looked at the Marauders Map in nineteen years. He thought he'd lost it after the Battle, but just yesterday he and Ginny were clearing out their attic and he'd found his old rucksack that he took with him on the Horcrux hunt, and found the map inside.
Words began to form on the map, and made the map of Hogwarts. It was the summer, so no pupils were around. He spotted some familliar names, Minerva McGonagall, Fillius Flitckwick, Pamona Sprout and such. He spotted Slughorn there as well.
Harry smiled to himself, as he thought that his father must have seen this very picture each summer the map was in his possession. And now harry was looking at it.
Should his son be the next?
Harry wasn't sure that James could be trusted with something such as the Marauders Map. He got in enough trouble as it was. But, then again, hadn't Harry used the map for that very purpose? To make trouble? In actual fact, he used it more often to escape trouble...
Harry saw James walking down the hall, towards the room.
"Dad?" asked James, appearing in the doorway. "Have you seen my wand?"
"It's in the kitchen." replied Harry.
"Thanks." said James. "Hey, what's that?"
Harry looked at the map.
"It's just a map, son." said Harry. "I think I was given it in one of my classes at Hogwarts. It's nothing special."
"Oh, okay." said James, shrugging his shoulders.
Harry smiled to himself, as James headed off.
Maybe in a year or so. But Harry wasn't ready to let go of this piece of his past just yet.
"Mischeif Managed..."
