Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! I am nowhere near owning it! *sobs*

I WISH I COULD UNDERSTAND

As soon as Harry, Ron, and Hermione had heard someone coming up the stairs they had been quiet. After waiting for a while, they had pulled out their wands and gone to investigate. The intruders were in Sirius' old room. Harry had never been in himself, so he was a little hesitant to do so.

But they had to. He had taken a quiet breath, and inched open the door. Five eyes flew to his, and five eyes had a spark of terror in them. He observed the crowd. There was five teenagers his age. One of them, the only girl, had startling green eyes and firey red hair. A second had messed-up black hair and rectangular glasses. Yet another also had black hair, but no glasses and it wasn't messed up. The fourth had sand-colored hair and two long scratches on his face. The last one was stout and had tan-colored hair.

"Who are you and what are you doing here? You have no right to be here." Harry snapped icily.

The second black-haired one stepped forward. "Actually, I have all the right in the world to be here. You, however, don't."

"I certainly do. What makes you think that you can be here, death eater?" Harry accused.

"I-what?"

"Yeah, that's right. You're a death eater, don't even try to deny it. I know how the Dark Lord thinks. My only question is how did you get here?"

Hermione put her hand on Harry's shoulder. "Harry, I don't think-"

James interuppted her. He had stood up and was saying, "Look, I don't know who you are, but this is my friend's house, so I suggest that you sod off."

Lily, however, was staring at Harry, eyes wide. "P-Prongs?"

James glanced over his shoulder to her. "Yeah?"

"I..." she faced Harry, "your name is Harry, right?"

He looked at her as if she had gone mad. "Yeah, of course, what else would it be?" he sneered icily.

"Hey, you stop, jerk," James growled.

"James!" Lily sighed. "Anyway, your last name doesn't, perchance, happen to be Potter, does it?"

He stared at her again. "Okay, I admire that you're so determined to stay to the script, but I'm not buying for a second that you don't know who I am. I'll ask again. Who are you?"

Sirius stepped forward. "Don't you mind who we are. Who are you?"

Harry stared at him coldly, then turned to Ron and murmured, "Go get Sirius or someone else who can help."

Ron nodded and turned, running off to find Sirius. None of the Marauders heard Harry, so they all just glared at him.

"Having a friend to get backup?" Sirius sneered.

"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. What does it matter to you?"

"I would like to know how many people are in my house! Also, I would be fairly interested if you went to got backups, you little weakling!" Sirius growled.

Harry's eyes flashed and he pointed his wand directly at Sirius. "Don't make me do this."

Sirius wavered under the wand, but he still smirked. "Oh, yeah, sure. Uh-huh."

"Sirius!" Lily whisper-shouted.

Harry glared at him, took a deep breath, and said, "Petrificus Totalus!"

Sirius turned as stiff as a board, arms and feet suddenly springing to a different position. James swore and took a step forward, whipping out his wand, as did Peter and Remus. Before anyone could do anything else, a deep male voice called, "What is going on here?!"

Harry quickly put his wand down and glanced out the door while Hermione and the Marauders still stared at each other, wands not lowered. Sirius, the older man, stepped into view of the Marauders. Once he saw them, he frowned. He knew these kids.

"Harry, take Ron and Hermione and go back to your rooms," he said to Harry.

Harry looked stricken. "But, Sirius-"

Sirius glanced at him sternly, "No buts, Harry. Go."

Harry muttered something about nothing being fair and turned to leave.

"Oh, and Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you use a spell on that child?"

"He was threatening me."

"Harry! You're already going to be attending a trial about what happened earlier this summer! You're going to make it worse!"

"Not to worry, Sirius. I'm pretty sure that I would've been expelled anyway."

"Harry, don't think that."

Harry sighed and left, Hermione and Ron following him and the Marauders staring after him, confused. Sirius performed the countercurse on Sirius (that's a weird sentence) and said, "Let's talk."