Chapter 2: We'll fit in.


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Oh...psh...yea... I totally own Harry Potter. That's why I have to scavenge around corners of my house to find change for the drink machines at school.

Harry Potter and everything in Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. And I think it's very kind of her to let we people with no life write spin off fics of her books. =D Becasue it actually is kinda fun...


When Remus blearily opened his eyes again, the first thing he noticed was that his leg hurt. The second thing he noticed was that Sirius was lying on top of his leg. The third thing he noticed was that that must have been why his leg hurt.

"Mff...geroff.." He muttered, trying to shove Sirius away. The animagus groaned and rolled over onto the floor. Remus groggily pulled himself up into a sitting position using Sirius's robes. Sirius blinked and sat upright, looking around the dorm.

"Did it work...?" He said uncertainly.

James sat up also, putting his glasses back on as he did. "Dunno..."

Peter groaned and stayed where he was on the floor.

"What...was that?" Came an angry female voice from the door. Lily struggled to her feet.

"Evans?" Cried James in surprise, not even bothering to lower his voice, or ruffle his hair. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to give Remus back his book!" She snarled, turning away from James. "Here,take it." She said, holding it out it him.

"Does this mean it didn't work?" Mumbled Peter as he sat up.

"Wait!" Said Sirius seriously. "What happened to our dorm?"

Remus looked around for the first time. The dorm did look different...it had one more bed for one, and it was just as messy as the 5th year Marauder's dorm was, but it wasn't their things that were scattered about everywhere. Different posters were hung up on the wall, the carpet was defiantly a different shade of red, and...

"Who's Fred Weasley?" Said James, looking at the name on a trunk in front of one of the four poster beds.

A horrible creeping feeling began to gnaw at Remus's stomach.

Oh no...

"Guys..." Sirius swallowed,his voice an octave higher than it usually was. "Where's the time turner?"

"The...what?" Said Lily.

And then James held it up. The marauders stared in horror. All that was dangling from the chain was the twisted, melted remains of what had once been Sirius's odd time turner.

Remus suddenly felt sick.

"What have we done...?" Said James in a horrified whisper, staring wide eyed at the mangled remains of the time turner dangling in front of his face.

Before Remus had a chance to answer him, a small fire appeared in midair right next to the time turner. Everyone in the dorm jumped, but no one said anything as the fire started to take the shape of a piece of parchment, then, with a quiet sizzling sound, formed itself into a real piece of parchment and floated lightly to the floor, still slightly smoking.

Remus saw a flash of script on the singed parchment as James carefully picked it up and read in a horrified whisper;

Dear unfortunate thief,

If you have received this letter, you are not a Black, and henceforth, have no right handling items that rightfully belong to the most noble family. For this crime, you, and others around you, have been sent twenty years into the future. The means you have of returning to your own time are few. I beseech you to never again handle items that do not belong to you.

May you die well,

Walburga Black

There was a stunned silence following the letter. Until finally, Lily broke it.

"Very... funny Potter." She said uncertainly.

"Evans..." Said Sirius in a hoarse whisper. "I don't...think it's a joke." He swallowed. "My... mum,she... well she's always been a little paranoid about... blokes... stealing things." He looked over at James, his eyes very wide. "I shouldn't have let you touch that thing."

"Wait a minute." Said Remus slowly. "You're saying we're... twenty years in... the... future?"

"That's....what it looks like." Said Sirius nervously. "And I really wouldn't put something like this past mum..."

Peter collapsed.

Lily marched over and snatched the letter out of James' frozen hands, read it herself, and shakily sat down on the bed closest to where the marauders were scattered across the floor.

"You....idiots!" She hissed,still staring st the letter "What have you done? Twenty...years..."

"We didn't mean to." Muttered Sirius, leaning over to revive Peter.

"Didn't mean to? Then what were you trying to do with a bloody evil time turner?" Her voice was shaking. "I come in here to give Remus back his book and you..you..."

"I told you something would go wrong." Growled Remus, glaring at Sirius and James. "I knew something like this would happen!"

"Oh, you're one to talk, Lupin" Lily snarled. "You're suppose to be a prefect! You should have stopped them!"

"I..." But Remus couldn't think of anything to say. She was right. He should have stopped them...

Peter was now revived, and staring wide eyed at the group.

"Look," Said Remus, pulling himself together, although his mind was still reeling from shock...and a little bit of anger at his friends. "Right now, we need to figure out what to do..."

"We'll go to Dumbeldore." Said James firmly. "He'll know what to do."

"If he's still here you mean." Said Sirius darkly.

"Oh course he's still here!" Said James. "Where else would Dumbeldore be? I mean, he's sort of,like, tied to the school, isn't he?"

Remus resisted the urge to roll his eyes. But he hoped James was right. Dumbeldore would know what to do.

Wouldn't he?

"Right." Said Sirius, glancing almost worriedly at James. "We'll go to Dumbeldore." He scrambled to his feet. The rest of the Marauders followed his example.

"B-but, what if someone sees us?" Peter asked.

"We look like normal students Wormtail." Said James , "Well, not Padfoot so much..." He added as an afterthought.

"Because I look like a god." Said Sirius matter-of-factly. "You know, a heavenly figure, trying desperately to disguise himself as a normal human, but-"

"How can you be making jokes at a time like this?" Snapped Lily. "We are twenty years in the future!"

"Pete's right." Overrode Remus. Now wasn't the time for an argument, and there was sure to be one with Sirius Black, James Potter, and Lily Evans in the same room. "We might be a little different looking then everyone else."

"What, do you think everyone at Hogwarts wears tight spandex these days?" Said Sirius. Remus cringed at the mental image...Dumbeldore in spandex... Until his friend added: "We'll be fine!"

"Well..." Said Remus hesitantly,looking down at his own white flair pants, Sirius's patterned button up shirt,Peter's platform shoes, and James' stripped sweater vest. "Yea, I guess you're right. We'll be fine. We'd better just keep our robes on over our cloths for now though." He added as an afterthought.

"Okay then..." Said Peter "What if Mcgonagall sees us?"

A horrified silence filled the room.

"Maybe she won't recognize us." Said James after a long pause. "I mean, this is supposedly twenty years in the future."

"I doubt Mcgonagall will ever forget your faces." Said Lily spitefully. "And neither will Filch."

"Blimey." Said Sirius. "I forgot all about Filch...D'you reckon he's still got that cat with him? Ms. Pekings?"

"Most likely, yes." Said James, speaking in a tone that suggested he thought of the cat as some sort of all knowing being. "That might be a problem..."

"Not if we just go straight to Dumbeldore." Said Remus, ever the prefect.

"If we had the-" Sirius stopped and looked wearily at Lily. "uh...."

"Look, we'll just have to listen for him. If we hear him coming, we'll duck into the nearest classroom or something." James overrode.

"But what if it's McGonagall's classroom?" Peter asked despairingly.

"We'll take the risk! Are we Gryffindors or aren't we?" James said boldly.

Everyone glared at him.

"Let's just go before we stay here to long and mess up the entire universe or something." Said Remus dryly. "Now clearly, classes are in session at the moment." He strained his werewolf enhanced ears towards the door. "There's no noise from the common room. I say we go now while we have a chance."

And so the five Gryffindors, silently opened the door of the boys dormitory and crept down the stairs leading to the common room. All were relieved to see that it hadn't changed very much. A few new portraits hung on the wall, but everything else looked the same.

Sirius let out a sigh of relief. "I thought they might have painted the walls pink or something..."

Only Lily gave him a strange look.

As Remus had suspected, there wasn't a living soul in the oddly deserted common room, save for a orange cat with a squashed face that peered strangely at them from one of the arm chairs. Remus looked at the clock sitting above the mantle on the fireplace and relaxed a little. By the look of it, all the students would be in class for another thirty minutes. Plenty of time to get to Dumbeldore's office unnoticed.

All seemed to be going well until they climbed out of the portrait hole.

"Oi!" Came a sudden startling voice from behind Remus as James started to silently shut the portrait. "How did you get in there! I don't remember seeing you come in!!!"

Remus spun around to see a strange looking knight brandishing his sword at the five from the portrait in front of the entrance to Gryffindor tower. He inwardly cursed. They had been so worried about Filch and McGonagall that they had forgotten about the portraits.

"Answer me!" The night yelled. "Or I shall most certainly slice you limb from limb!"

The marauders looked at each other at a loss for words.

"What happened to the fat lady?" James asked him rather rudely.

"Why she- Answer my question!" He corrected himself. "Who are you and what were you-"

"We're off to Dumbeldore's office actually." Said said Peter in a chipper voice. "See you later!" and with that he started walking down the corridor.

"Yes, let's go!" Said James, and then turned to Lily. "Would you like to hold my hand,during our journey, lily flower?"

The only thing Lily looked like she wanted to do with her hand was slap James across the face with it.

"Fall off a cliff Potter." She snapped, before turning on her heel and following after Peter.

"If I do, will you go out with me?" James asked, hurrying after her.

Remus and Sirius exchanged bemused looks as they followed suit, listening to Lily once more utterly reject their best friend.

"COWARDS!" Bellowed the knight from the portrait. "Stand and fight me like men, you yellow bellied mongrels!"

From beside Remus, Sirius had pulled out his wand.

"Silenco" He said lazily over his shoulder.

The knight fell silent, but apparently didn't realize it. When Remus twisted his head around to look at the portrait, he was still shouting at the group, flailing his arms at them.

"Damn portraits." Said Sirius dryly as he stowed his wand back in his robes.

"Well at least all he wanted to do was fight us." Remus pointed out in a whisper. "Look on the bright side, it could have been the fat lady..."

Sirius growled.

Remus smirked. It was common knowledge among the marauders (and almost every other Gryffindor) that Sirius hated the old guardian portrait. Even though he always knew the passwords, she would sometimes refuse to let him, and only him, into the tower until he listened to her sing a song and told her she had a beautiful voice.

"It's because she fancies you Sirius!" James had told him one night after Sirius had climbed in the portrait hole ten minutes after the other marauders for the third night in a row. "You should be so proud! Sirius and the fat lady sitting in a tree...K-I-S-S-...wait...could you kiss a portrait?"

And one of these days, Remus was sure Sirius would snap and claw the portrait to shreds with his bare hands.

Or maybe with a knife from the kitchen.

That was, if they got back to their time. And as Remus looked back at knight, flailing his arms about and shouting silently at them, the werewolf could almost imagine him screaming at them to stop, warning them to go no farther.


A note from I, the author. =D

Yes yes, I know. This was a slow chapter, but it gets better.

Well, at least I think so....but anyway....

Unfortunatly, my summer holidays were suddenly rudely taken away from me last week, and now, the dreaded first semester of this thing called "school" has begun. I'm going to try not to let this small annoyance hinder my writing, but, sadly, it probably will.

And thank you so much for the reveiws!!! This chapter is dedicated to you guys ;D

And thanks for the gramatical corrections as well. Elipses are a bad habit of mine...

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