It's a Marauder's Life Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: I own nothing of the J.K. Rowling Harry Potter series.
A/N: So, new story. A cannon of the Marauder's life! Tell me what you think :)

Mr and Mrs Evans, and their two little girls, were seated around the kitchen table eating breakfast when there was a loud knock at the front door.

Mr Evans excused himself from the table and headed to the door to find out who could want them at 9am on a Sunday. A short, balding man stood on the door step dressed in a pinstripe suit and a pair of round glasses perched on the tip of his nose, he cleared his throat before saying

"Good morning, Mr Evans, I assume?" A nod from Mr Evans confirmed his question and he continued. "My name is Theodore Vane and I've been sent to talk to you and your wife about..." Here, he pulled out a clipboard and flipped a few pages before looking back up, "Lily."

"Sorry, Mr Vane, but what could possibly be of such a matter for you to come on a Sunday morning?"

"If you'd let me in, we could discuss this somewhere more quiet,"

"Yes, yes, do come in." Mr Evans ushered Mr Vane into the house, and lead him to the lounge room and called for his wife.

"Ah, you must be Mrs Evans,"

"Please, call me Nora." Nora Evans shook Mr Vane's hand as they took seats in the room.

"So, Mr and Mrs Evans, I've been sent here today to tell you that your daughter Lily has been accepted to Hogwarts School. Please, let me finish" Mr Evans had tried speaking up, but was stopped.

"Hogwarts is not just your ordinary school, nor is it a religious school. It is a school of magic. Your daughter Lily has magical ability that has been recognised by the Ministry of Magic, and at the age of 11, every child that possesses this ability attends Hogwarts where they learn to harness and control their power.

Now, most parents like yourselves, that do not harness magic, react rather badly when they are told of our world. You seem like an open minded couple, and I would trust that you could see sense to let your daughter attend our school. If you cannot fathom such information, we will have to take measures to ensure that the magic society remain secret. Have you any questions?"

The couple had hard looks on their faces, before they turned to each other and had a quick conversation between their eyes.

"You're saying that magic is real?"

"And our daughter has magical talent?"

"That would be correct." Mr Vane nodded.

"This... this... magical ability... how does it show?"

"Usually the child cannot control their outbursts, perhaps when they get angry, or upset something strange happens. I don't doubt that Lily may have shown something recently?"

Mr Evans answered him this time, "Yes, there was that time when she was four, and her older sister broke her doll. Lily got so upset, the next thing we heard was Petunia screaming about something, we ran upstairs and Petunia's doll was up on the highest shelf of their bookcase; which neither of them could reach. I didn't think of it at the time, but I had no idea how it had gotten up there."

Nora Evans followed with another time, "Then there was just a few weeks ago, when she met her new friend, Severus. They were out in the backyard and I came out to call them in for dinner, and there Lily was with several flowers in her hand and concentrating on them. I thought I saw them moving, but just thought it was a trick of the eye, because it was getting dark."

"Yes, by the sounds of it, Lily knows about her magic, and was sharing it with this boy. But you need not worry; it is against our laws for children to use their magic once they turn 11. Until then, it must stay hidden from neighbours, and anyone that is not magic. My people will see about the boy, and if there's anything he shouldn't know, it'll be straightened out."

Mr Vane stood for a moment, as he put his hand in to his pinstriped jacket and gave an 'ah-ha!' when he had retrieved what he wanted. A letter was handed to the couple sitting opposite him, and on the front it said;

Lily Evans
14 Dartford Street
Cokeworth England

Mr and Mrs Evans took the letter but asked what it was.

"Her acceptance letter of course. It would have come by owl post, but because she comes from a non-magical family, a member of our ministry, myself, had to come and explain it to you."

"Owl post?"

"Yes, all of our post is delivered by owls."

The Evans' stood with Mr Vane, once he'd looked at his watch and said that he had to be off. They followed him to the front door, where he gave them one last bit of information.

"In the letter, it explains what Lily will need for her classes at school. There will be someone in contact with you in a week's time and will assist you on where to purchase these items. Have a wonderful day!"

And the man in the pinstriped suit was off.

Back in the house, the two little girls sat apart from one another. The smaller one, with long bright red hair and almond shaped green eyes was brushing her latest doll's hair, while her older sister with long dark brown hair glared at her with her small almond shaped brown eyes. Since Lily had met her friend Severus, Petunia had become more hesitant to hang around her. Petunia was unsure of what the new boy had been telling her sister, but from what she'd seen, and what she'd heard it was something that Petunia couldn't do; and that in itself frustrated Petunia.

As their parents headed back in to the kitchen, they called the girls from their room and decided to tell them straight up about what happened.

"What do you mean Lily is magic! She's a witch?" Petunia spat the word out like an insult and Lily looked at her with tears in her eyes.

"Tuney, that's not nice." She said softly. If it was up to Lily, she'd share her magic with her sister so they could go to the school together.

"Petunia! Go to your room, and think about what you said. Lily has a gift, she's still your sister and you should still treat her like your sister! Understand?" Mr Evans looked sternly at his eldest daughter, then pointed up the stairs where their bedroom was.

"Yes, dad." Petunia walked out of the room, and turned around to poke her tongue out at Lily just before she ran upstairs.

"Here dear, this is for you." Mrs Evans handed Lily the letter that Mr Vane had given them.

Lily opened it and read aloud;

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Miss Evans,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all the necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1st September. We await your owl by no later than 31st July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

"I can't believe it! Severus was right!" Lily was grinning, as she looked up to her parents, they questioned her.

"'Severus was right?' Lily what do you mean?"

"Oh. Well, Severus said that there was a place called Hogwarts, and that we're both going. I didn't believe him first, but he assured me that I would get a letter. And I got it! I'm so excited! I have to go tell him!" She tried getting up and running out the house, but her parents stopped her.

"Hold on for a moment, Lily. Sit."

"Now," began her father. "Mr Vane said that someone is coming by next week to take us to get your supplies. What does the list say?"

"What? Oh yeah. There was a list attached!" She paused for a moment while she found the page she was looking for and then read it aloud too.

"HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Uniform
First year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed had (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags

Set Books
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS"

"Wow. I didn't know there was so much to learn about magic?" Lily looked at her parents again and questioned their thoughts on what she'd just read out.

"Did it say a toad?" was her father's reply.

"An owl, a cat or toad, yeah" Lily nodded.

"Well, there isn't much we can do about that now, I would have no idea where to look first for that sort of... information!" Lily's mother gave a short hysterical laugh and finished, "Let's put that letter away so you don't lose it and we'll wait till next Sunday for someone to help us. You can go find Severus now, dear."

"Thanks Mum!" Lily ran out the door, in search of her best friend to tell him the news.

"James!" A middle aged witch stood in the entrance hall, holding a letter that was addressed to her only son. She had been anticipating this letter for months now, and it was finally here, she couldn't wait to take him to get all his supplies, and take him to King's Cross Station. She knew he'd love Hogwarts, as she and her husband did when they were there.

"JAMES POTTER!"

A muffled reply came from up the stairs, and in a minute a gangly boy with ruffled hair and glasses came bounding down them.

"Is that it mum? Here! Let me open it!" His excitement led him to snatching the letter from his mum and running to the lounge, quickly followed by Mrs Potter.

"Dear Mr Potter,

Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall

Ignoring the rest of the letter, James gave a yell of joy, jumped up and hugged his mother.

"When are we gonna go to Diagon Alley, mum? Can we go today? Please?"

"Sorry, dear, but your father wants to come too and he won't be home till later in the week. What does it say that we need to buy anyway?"

James went on to read the rest of the letter, at a slower pace this time so his mother could understand him.

"Oh! Mum can I please have an owl?" Mrs Potter laughed at his enthusiasm, told him yes but he'd have to wait till Dad got back from his work trip.

"Aww man! Why can't he come back today!" Not letting the news dampen his mood, he ran back upstairs, talking to himself about not being allowed a broom stick.

Sirius Black was cooped up in his bedroom of 12 Grimmauld Place, looking through an old and battered History of Magic book that belonged to one of his relatives. He jumped when something flew in to his window, and after wandering over to open it and find out what it was, he was standing there with a brown owl sitting on the sill with a letter in its mouth. Sirius found a bit of dried up bread and gave it to the bird, which flew back out the window, leaving the eleven- year- old with his Hogwarts letter.

Dear Mister Black,

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Sirius skimmed the rest of the letter, and then trotted down stairs in search of his parents.

"Hey mum! Dad! I got my letter!"

"That's great, Sirius," Said Orion Black without much enthusiasm as he flicked through The Daily Prophet in front of him.

"SIRIUS BLACK! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO TIDY UP THAT BEDROOM OF YOURS! AND NOT TO COME DOWN UNTIL IT WAS" A voice screamed from the kitchen, as she heard her eldest son come down the stairs, only twenty minutes after sending him to tidy it up.

"But mum! I got my letter!"

"TELL ME ABOUT IT WHEN YOUR ROOM IS CLEAN! AND DON'T YOU DARE COME BACK DOWN HERE TILL IT'S SPOTLESS OR I'LL HANG YOU UP BY YOUR EARS IN THE CLOSET!"

Sirius sighed at his parent's reactions and retreated back up to his bedroom where he kicked aside some clothes and books and went back to reading his chapter from History of Magic. Might as well learn something about Hogwarts before he got there, it sure beat tidying.

"Lily, have you got everything dear? You're wand? You're owl?"

"Oh! Athena!"

"I've got her," Her father sighed as he shifted the cage on to the trolley that held her trunk, "Now, have you got everything?"

"Yeah," Lily grinned at her father, her excitement visible in her eyes as they turned towards the station and went in search of Platform 9 3/4. Petunia followed her mother and tried to taunt her freak of a sister, but under the firm watch of her father, she was unable to make any sneer comments and so, settled for ignoring her.

Walking down towards the platforms of 9 and 10, a boy about Lily's age shoved past Petunia, squealing. His parents were rushing after him pushing a well laden trolley that held an owl atop of the trunks.

"James! Slow down! We'll go through together just let us get there first!" huffed the woman ushering her husband who was pushing the trolley.

Lily heard her mother mutter 'he's a handfull' as her gaze followed the excited boy ahead of them.

Once the four of them reached the sign that had PLATFORM 9 and PLATFORM 10 on either side, Lily spotted her best friend, Severus Snape. He had told her that he would wait for her at the station, but she wasn't sure he would because of the weird entrance to Platform 9 ¾.

"Sev! You're here!" She ran over to him and gave him a big hug.

"Yeah! I can't believe we're going today! You're gonna love school," Severus trailed off as Lily's parents caught up to them and asked about getting to the platform. It was quarter to 11, and they had been told specifically that the train left at exactly 11:00, no exceptions.

"Right, well we go through here," Severus patted the wall under the sign of the two platforms.

"What? Are you mad?" Petunia's voice came from behind her mother. "How do you expect to walk through a wall?" Sneering once again, she folded her arms and glared at Severus.

"Magic, of course," he replied stubbornly, holding his hand out to Lily, who took it hesitantly. He then proceeded to 'fall' through the barrier, into where the Hogwarts Express was waiting for them. A moment later, Mr and Mrs Evans came through the barrier, followed closely by Petunia, who was white as the owl sitting atop Lily's trunk.

All around them, people were yelling, rushing, greeting, and shoving in a strange but organised manner. Mr Evans pushed the trolley in the direction of the other trolleys while Severus and Lily, Petunia at their side, were staring at the shiny black and red steam engine that was billowing steam about it in its impatience to leave.

"Come on, let's go find a seat before they're all taken," Severus dragged Lily a metre before she tugged him back and told him to wait a moment.

"Thought you weren't going to say goodbye!" Her mother smiled down at the red head as she ran back to give her a big hug.

"I'll write you, mum, tell you all about it! It's going to be great!"

"I'm sure it will, honey. Have a safe trip and an amazing time, we will see you at Christmas," She hugged her daughter one last time before releasing her. Lily turned to her sister quickly and tried to escape the glare that was turned towards her.

"I'm sorry you couldn't come too, Tuney. It would have been more fun with you" She smiled sadly at her sister, who dropped the glare for a second before pulling it back and giving an 'hmph!' and turning her shoulder away.

Lily turned away, sadness in her eyes for a fleeting moment before her father returned, whom she hugged vigorously.

"Have a wonderful time, sweetheart. You'll be back for Christmas, won't you?" He grinned at her, and the excitement peaked in her eyes again.

"You betcha! Bye dad! Bye mum! Bye Tuney!" Lily ran back to where Severus stood impatiently, took his hand and dragged him to the train door just as the whistle sounded for take-off.

Bouncing on the platform of 9 and 3/4, a boy of 11 had his eyes trained on the scarlet steam engine in front of him. Grabbing his mother's arm, who told her husband to hurry, they squeezed their way down through the throng of people and animals.

"Oh boy! Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! Come on Mum, I wanna get a good seat!"

"Now wait just a moment Jay," Charles Potter stopped his hyperactive son, "Let's get your trunk and owl on to the train before you go throwing yourself in to that throng of students! Merlin knows what trouble you'll get in to this year." He ruffled James' hair and headed down to the luggage compartment.

"Honey, are you sure you have everything? You know how difficult owl post is if you have forgotten something," Dora Potter looked sternly at her son for only a moment before her eyes started to water.

"I can't believe you're finally off to Hogwarts! Such a happy day! My little boy is all grown up!" She tried to hug him, but his attempt to escape landed him in a one armed embrace with his mother's head on his shoulder.

"Mum!"

"Sorry dear, it's just so... so..." she trailed off and stifled another round of tears.

"Mum, I'll see you at Christmas anyway. It's not that far away! I'll write you too, promise," he grinned at his mother, who finally released him.

"I'll be waiting for the letter telling me you made it in to Gryffindor!" His father returned, "Have a safe and exciting trip, son. And please, do try not to get in to any mischief! I don't want a letter from the headmaster in the first week at least, okay?"

"Alright, dad. I'll try," he gave a wicked grin to his father then waved goodbye to them. He was off to Hogwarts!

Running along the train, in search of a place to sit, he ran into another boy his height that was scrawny and has black hair. Grinning at the boy, he told him that he was sorry and introduced himself as James Potter. Shaking his hand, the other boy plainly stated "Sirius Black, nice to meet you."

"Do you have somewhere to sit? I can't find a spot anywhere"

"I think I saw a place towards the other end of the train if you're up for it? Mind, you seem to have plenty of energy" Sirius said as he rubbed his shoulder that had collided with James.

"Hey!... Well, yeah. I suppose I do, hey." James looked at his feet for a fleeting moment before grinning at the boy and finishing with "But I'll beat you there!" And with that, Sirius saw a mop of untidy hair start running along the corridor in the direction he came, and bolted after him, no way was he going to be beaten!

"haha! There's no way anyone can beat me and my energy! We're the one and only JAMES POTTER!" He looked at Sirius, who was slightly puffing, then looked in to the compartment they'd had their eye on. A girl with bright red hair was curled up in the corner, looking out the window with a book sitting in her lap. Making a comment about having no friends, he let himself and Sirius into the seating area.

"So, Sirius, what has you coming to Hogwarts this fine year?"

"Well, other than the fact that I am 11 now, and that it's about to begin a new school year, and the train taking everyone to school leaves today..." He paused for a moment, wondering, "There's nothing keeping me away! How about you, oh energetic one?"

Laughing, James punched Sirius in the arm lightly then replied, "Well, being pureblood and all, my name's been down since I was born"

"Oh yeah! That too!" Sirius remembered another reason he was heading to Hogwarts today.

"You're pureblood too, hey?" James asked blatantly, where a nod and shrug was all he got as a reply.

A moment of silence passed between them, before the two boys looked at each other. Sirius said "Favourite Quidditch team?" And at the exact same moment they both yelled "Puddlemere United!"

James then asked "Favourite collector's card?" Again, they both answered together "Falco Aesalon!"

"Worst Bertie Bott's flavour?" Together, they answered this last one with "Broccoli!"

Another moment passed as they looked at each other, then jumped up and hugged, whacking each other on the back several times.

"Oh my god. Where have you been all my life?" Sirius claimed that he'd been locked in his room for most of it, while James was claiming they were now best friends.

An hour later, Severus Snape appeared at the compartment door. In his rescue mission of his pet toad, Prince, he'd brewed over his argument with Lily about her sister. Of course she'd want her there, they were sisters, and Severus, being a right git, told Lily that her sister wasn't special. So he made his way back to her, Prince hidden away in his robes, and found she was stuck in the corner ignoring two other boys their age.

Walking in to the compartment, and sitting in front of Lily, he saw her eyes were still slightly red and puffy. He hadn't meant to cause her tears, and so he apologised.

"I don't want to talk to you" Lily said as she looked out the window.

"Why not?" Severus inquired.

"Tuney hates me,"

"So?"

"So she's my sister!" Lily snapped back at him.

"She's only a—" He caught himself quickly; Lily too busy trying to wipe her eyes without being noticed.

"But we're going!" Severus said, unable to hold in his excitement any longer, "This is it! We're finally off to Hogwarts!"

A half smiling Lily turned to him, sniffling once. "Yeah," she nodded.

"You'd better be in Slytherin" Severus said, taking the topic off her sister.

"Slytherin?" James Potter focused in on their conversation, "Who'd want to be in Slytherin? I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" He turned to Sirius who was lounging opposite him.

"My whole family have been in Slytherin" Sirius deadpanned.

"Blimey," James reacted, "and I thought you seemed alright!" Sirius grinned at him in return.

"Hopefully I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading if you have the choice?"

A grinning James lifted an invisible sword and stated "'Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!' Like my dad."

Severus made a scoffing noise, sneering at James, "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy—"

He was intercepted by Sirius who snapped at him "Where are you going then, seeing as you're neither?"

James laughed hysterically at that, and Lily sat up and glared at the other two boys.

"Come on Severus, let's go find another compartment."

Imitating her voice, James and Sirius teased the two, and attempted to trip Severus on his way out.

"See ya, Snivellus!" Sirius called out as the door slammed.

James scoffed "Slytherins!" and lounged back on to his seat. "So, your whole family have been Slytherin? Reckon you'll get it too?"

"I really hope not, my parents are so prejudiced, it's just not natural!" Sirius sighed, "If I get to choose, I'll go anywhere but Slytherin."

"Me too, my friend, me too." James nodded in agreement.