AN: Chap 2! The plot thickens ... By the way, to prevent any confusion James is James and James Sirius is James Sirius. ^^ Enjoy!


The Room of Requirement

It hadn't taken long to find the diadem in the item-cluttered room with the seven of them looking. They looked at the burnt and withered tiara, which was leaking a tar-like substance from where it lay on the ground.

"One Horcrux down, mate," James fist-bumped James Sirius, who grinned.

"Now let's plot Pettigrew's demise!" Albus Severus said, "He's a grandparent-killing traitor!"

"We can't kill him," Rose grimaced, arms crossed in resemblance of her mother. "He hasn't done anything yet!"

"But he will," Hugo said, annoyed, "And I like having James around, he's cool!"

"Yeah, James is cool!" James repeated, smirking at Rose.

"Let's get down to plotting first," James Sirius interjected, as Rose opened her mouth to retaliate.

"So are we actually going to kill him?" asked Harry, "I mean, in my time I was just going to send him to Azkaban."

"Tell him your plan, James," Hugo tugged on the sleeve of James Sirius's robes.

"Alright," James Sirius said, grinning widely, "so my idea was to have all three of you guys trick him into entering Moaning Myrtle's bathroom—"

"She's still there 50 years from now?" James said, revolted.

"Yeah, she is," James Sirius made a face, "and we feed him to the Basilisk, which is still there, right? Then the trauma of being murdered by three James Potters should turn him into a ghost—"

"—and he'll be stuck in the bathroom with her forever!" Lily Luna and Hugo chorused, giggling together.

"Do we really want three annoying ghosts here?" Harry asked, "I mean, Myrtle and Peeves are bad enough."

"What're you talking about? Peeves is the coolest ghost—" James Sirius began before he was cut off by half of the people in the room.

"You cannot be serious."

"He's a menace!"

"A menace!"

"He's the rudest person I've ever met!"

"Remember that time when he dumped water all over Lysander when he set his cauldron on fire? That was pretty nice of him!"

"Hugo, the cauldron is supposed to be lit underneath! Honestly!"


"So," Harry raised his voice so it carried over the sounds of the bickering family, "we're not going to kill him, just use the Unbreakable Vow so he won't betray us in the future."

"Will it be enough?" Albus asked, running a hand through his hair, "I mean, if it doesn't work, and he still betrays them somehow."

"I just won't make him Secret Keeper," James argued.

"But you won't remember anything afterwards!" Rose said, "That's why we have to fix things now!"

"What'd you mean I won't remember?" Harry asked.

"You didn't think we'd just tell you all this future stuff and not be worried about you messing up the future!" Albus exclaimed, rolling his eyes. "That would be the stupidest thing we've ever done!"

"And we've done some pretty stupid things," Rose remarked snidely to Harry, who was still frowning.


The Gryffindor Boys' Dorm

Peter Pettigrew was reading a beautifully handwritten note from Mary MacDonald, asking if he would please meet her outside Moaning Myrtle's bathroom where they could talk alone?

It smelled like flowery perfume.

He could possibly be the first Marauder to land a girlfriend! That would stop James and Sirius from teasing him all the time. Peter hastily replied to Mary via owl that he would love to. He stood up, almost knocking over his ink bottle before rushing to his trunk to change his robes.


Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom

"I can't believe you convinced me to write that note," muttered Rose.

"You're the only one with girly handwriting and perfume," James Sirius said smugly, "It's a brilliant idea, James even said so!"

James nodded.

"A brilliant idea!" Hugo cried.

"And now we wait," Albus said in a low, mysterious voice.

"And now we wait," Harry agreed in a normal voice, still trying to shake off Lily Luna, who was clinging to his arm.


Harry under his Invisibility Cloak, James under his Cloak, and five other children under the Blanket. The seven of them watched Peter Pettigrew round the corner, whistling to himself.

James, Harry, and Albus tensed.

And the three generations of Potter revealed themselves to the grandparent-killing traitor.

"You're not Mary MacDonald!" cried Peter. He should have known it was James's idea of a prank.

"Obviously," drawled Albus Severus.

Peter swallowed nervously, "I know what you're doing!"

"And what's that?" Harry asked.

"You want to clone me too! But I won't let you!" Peter announced, and Harry— struck by the feeling of deja-vu— pulled out his wand and started to cast the Full Body-Bind Hex—

And Peter Pettigrew changed into a rat.


The Room of Requirement

"Why'd you have to jump on him for?" Rose demanded of her younger brother, "You could have killed him! He's a rat, not a stuffed Pygmy Puff!"

Hugo was still looking pleased with himself as he replied, "He was going to get away! You should be thanking me, Rose."

"Yeah," James Sirius echoed, "He would've gotten away, Rose!"

Harry glanced at the slowly stirring form of Peter Pettigrew. "He's waking up, he seems okay."

"Great," Albus said, "now the rest of you lot clear out. We've got work to do."

"Work?" Lily Luna questioned skeptically, "You three are going to have fun! I want to stay!"

Harry shook his head the same time James did.

"Boys!" Lily Luna sniffed.

Not you too, Lily!" said Hugo, shaking his head as Rose looked on approvingly.


"I don't want to be cloned," wailed Peter Pettigrew from where he had awakened on the floor, "I'm too young to die! I'll do anything else— just please! Let me live!"

"We won't kill you if you do what we say," said Harry darkly, not forgetting for even a second that this was the slimy boy who would eventually betray his parents to Voldemort.

"Yes!" gasped Peter, "Anything you want— anything at all!"

James had to turn away at this point, because it was too funny seeing Peter grovelling for his life on the floor.

"We want you," Albus intoned, before pausing dramatically, "to make an Unbreakable Vow."

"An Unbreakable Vow?" Pettigrew sniveled, still sounding scared. James turned around to face him, smiling in the most evil manner he could muster.

"Yes," James said in a hoarse whisper, "we are Seers, Peter Pettigrew, and our jobs is to change and our job is to change the future!" Dramatic music began to play and lights flashed in the background. Peter whimpered pitifully.

"So you're not James at all," Peter said, shaking.

"We have assumed the form of the one you must protect," Harry replied.

"P-protect James?"

"Yes!" exclaimed Albus, "Protect James Potter, protect his family!"

"Give me your left arm," James said, holding out a hand.

Peter offered his trembling forearm, and James pushed up the sleeve of the Gryffindor's robe, smirking. This had to be the best part of the entire thing. There was the sound of an uncorking bottle and the dipping of an eagle-feather quill in ink. James drew a smiley face where the Dark Mark would have been years later— in Everlasting Ink, of course.

"Let that serve as a reminder!" boomed James, glowering at Peter and thoroughly enjoying himself in the process.

Now it was Harry's turn to face the wall and bite down on his knuckles in a futile attempt to keep from laughing.

"Now onto the Vow!" Albus declared, grandly gesturing outwards.

Pettigrew's screams echoed around the Room as he finally caught a glimpse of his arm.


"It took you half an hour?" James Sirius asked the trio, sounding suspicious.

"We made him write it all down a bunch of time so he wouldn't forget, and make the addition promise to keep it on him at all times. The vow was pretty long though, so it took him a while. He writes about as fast as Ron does," Harry grinned.

"What did he say when he say the happy face?" Hugo asked eagerly.

"He screamed," James said smugly, "like a girl. Shame we didn't have a camera to take photos."

Everyone laughed then; even Rose smiled a bit.

"Sucks I'm not even going to remember this afterwards," James sighed.

"That's okay," Albus said, "first thing I'm going to do when I get back is put this in a Pensieve."

"This is why they don't sell Everlasting Ink to minors," Rose rolled her eyes.

"This is why Uncle George is awesome!" Hugo said, pumping his fist in the air.

"You got it from George?" asked Harry curiously.

"He's a very understanding guy when it comes to pranks," James Sirius said solemnly.

"Boys!" said Lily Luna.

"No, you have to wait for them to say or do something stupid first," Rose instructed.

Hugo made a face, "You're corrupting my best friend!" he complained, "You always ruin all the fun, Rose!"


The Boys Bathroom

Peter was frantically trying to scrub off the face on his arm when Sirius Black walked in.

"Been looking for you everywhere, Peter! Have you seen James? Remus is looking for him on the other side of the castle! Where've the two of you been?" Sirius said crossly, striding up to where Peter was arm-deep in the sink.

"N-nothing!" he squeaked, tugging his sleeve over his sopping wet arm. "Haven't seen James at all, no—!"

"What're you doing?" Sirius asked suspiciously, peering at the soapy sink.

"N-nothing!" Peter repeated, shrinking away.

"Well, 'nothing' sure didn't use to be a happy face on your left am. You're not thinking of joining the Unicorn Eaters or something like that, are you? I mean, I'll support your decision entirely if you have."

"N-no!" squeaked Peter.

"Well then, I'll leave you to it," Sirius smirked, "See you, Wormy. Keep an eye out for Prongs, won't you?"

Peter waited for Sirius to leave before muttering, "It's not like I have a choice any more, do I? I'm looking out for him whether or not I want to." He rolled his sleeve back up and resumed trying to scrub the ink off his arm. "Never seen anything like this, it's like it hasn't even been invented yet ..."


AN: That's two chapters in a week! Wow. Well, we're approaching the end of what I've written in advance, so it'll be longer before updates after this. Review please!