A/N I'm really not sure about this one, but I thought I'd post it anyway. Please review and tell me what you think.
There was one table in Professor McGonagall's classroom that had the words This is the table of Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs carved into it, with magic of course. If McGonagall really tried she supposed she might be able to restore the table but some small sentimental part of her stopped her from doing it.
She remembered those boys, those four brave, clever and, though she hated to admit it, funny boys. The Marauders. They had the whole world at their feet, they weren't supposed to get involved in a war that would destroy them, that would break those seemingly unbreakable bonds of friendship. McGonagall found she couldn't destroy her only relic of them. She had no photos or letters; only memories and a graffitied table and she clung onto it, just like she clung onto every other scrap of those who were gone.
She gave Harry the table when he came along, and everyday for three years he looked at those words and didn't realise what they meant. That didn't bother her, after all, she was sentimental, not an idiot. Half way through his third year he looked at those words with increased interest and she wondered where he had finally heard the names. Then at the end of that year he looked at the words and a large grin appeared on his face and he lightly touched the carved words.
In that lesson she, as usual, gave back the essays she had set for homework. There was nothing really remarkable about that lesson, Hermione Granger had gotten top marks as usual, Ron had obviously done his at the last minute, the rest ranging from fairly good (Harry) to the sort that made her want to cry (Crabbe) but McGonagall remembered that lesson. She remembered Harry saying, "Thanks," almost inaudibly and giving her a small smile as she gave him back his essay. She tried to convince herself that she was annoyed that he had found out the meaning of the words since it was inevitable that, as he did in all things, Harry would attempt to emulate his parents (perhaps that meant it was time to introduce him to Lily's attitude to most of James' attics? Well, until she started dating him at least) but she couldn't bring herself to be annoyed. In fact, she was pleased, damn her traitorous heart.
When Teddy Lupin arrived at Hogwarts he got the table.