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Summary: When one of Nymphadora Tonks' and Charlie Weasley's potion experiments goes disastrously wrong, they find themselves in trouble up to the very top of their pointed wizard hats. After being forced to consume their potion by none other than Severus Snape, they are sent back all the way into the Marauders era. Will Tonks and Charlie learn how to live with the legends themselves and manage to get back into their own time, or will they be stuck there forever?
Timeline: 1975-1989.
Warnings: Time travel, some swearing, and awkward positions.
Author's Note: I wrote this story about two years ago in 2007. Reading through it, I decided I wanted to edit and repost it. A couple of things have definitely changed from then, one of those being that I've learnt a lot more grammar skills then I had back then. Lol, no bragging or anything :P.
The ages have been tweaked slightly since I realised that the dialogue didn't exactly suit the ages of 17, and thus have been changed to 15 (nearly 16) instead. So read, review and enjoy!
And thanks for all the reviews for the last chapter, guys!
Chapter 2: Meet The Marauders
By the time Tonks had finally came to her senses to push herself off the ground and retrieve her wand from her back pocket, it may have been an entire train ride to Hogwarts and back. She shakily aimed her wand in the air and managed to ask with confidence, "Who's there?"
"Hiya love, I'm Sirius Black, at your service. Am I dead, Angel? 'Cause this must be heaven!" drawled the second voice, throwing her a wink as he emerged out of nowhere with three other people following.
He was rather handsome with long, dark hair and smouldering grey eyes that was sure to melt any girl with just a casual look. He looked effortlessly sexy, and would have easily been able to get the girls to fawn over him.
"Sirius, that was bloody dreadful. A word of advice mate, drop the line," chuckled the first voice.
After catching a glimpse of him, Tonks noted he was a tall, thin boy who donned circular glasses over his hazel eyes. He was quite attractive, although slightly less more than Sirius was. His hair was an unsolvable mess of black and it looked as though he had just been riding his broom non-stop.
"Who are you three?" Charlie asked again impatiently, pointing his wand at quartet. For all he knew, they could have been Slytherins.
His eyes roamed down to the crest on each boys robes and saw the Gryffindor emblem stitched there. Well, at least they wouldn't attack him - hopefully.
"Why should we tell you? We're not daft, well, maybe Sirius is, but for all we know you could be Death Eaters of You-Know-Who," came the first voice again.
Tonks and Charlie were taken aback and shared a momentary glance with one another before Tonks spoke, "No, we're bloody well not!"
"And You-Know-Who's been dead for about 8 years," Charlie added, shaking his head strongly.
Sirius exchanged bemused looks with his fellow companions. As far as they all knew, You-Know-Who was very well alive and at current he was probably recruiting giants. They decided to play along with the duos act.
"Well, I'm James Potter," introduced the first voice, holding out his left hand reluctantly which both Tonks an Charlie shook.
Due to recent activity Death Eater activity, James wasn't sure whether he believed or not that they weren't Death Eaters. After all, the two were certainly acting bonkers... But then again, so did a lot of Hogwarts students.
The person who owned the third voice in Tonks' and Charlie's previous encounter with the quartet seemingly had been inspired to introduce himself as Sirius and James had previously.
"Hi, I'm Peter Pettigrew," he said in a high-pitched, somewhat squeaky voice. He looked nervous as he wrung his hands in front of the two.
Peter was unlike the others, being at least half a head shorter than all of them. He had small, watery blue eyes and a pointed nose. Atop his head was a mop of mousy brown hair.
"Remus Lupin, pleased to make your acquaintance," said the person who belonged to the fourth voice, holding out his hand for them to shake.
Tonks and Charlie cautiously shook it.
Remus was long and lanky, with enigmatic amber eyes and light brown hair. His face was interestingly peculiar with premature lines. Tonks noted with somewhat amusement that he was already greying.
"Dear God, Moony why must you be so formal?" asked Sirius in distaste, his face scrunching up at the thought of anyone being formal. He cleared his throat, "We call ourselves The Marauders."
"The Marauders…" Charlie repeated slowly. He knew the term from somewhere. And then it hit him, "Really? I mean, really really? But… you've all finished Hogwarts. What are you doing here?
"Wait -- what? Why's he Moony?" Tonks asked, tilting her head to the side in confusion. "And what do you mean The Marauders?"
"Never mind," Charlie muttered to Tonks. "I'll explain later."
"Who are you?" asked Peter, curiously, squinting his eyes and tilting his head as if his was trying to figure it out.
"Well, her name is Nymph-" started Charlie.
"Don't call me the N word, Weasley," snapped Tonks bitterly, giving a small shudder.
The tips of her bubblegum pink hair turned a scarlet red as much as she tried to hide it. She still hadn't mastered metamorphmagus-ing yet, much to her annoyance. "It's just Tonks."
The four Marauders had seen her hair perform this act and raised their eyebrows.
"How the hell did you do that?" blurted Peter before he could help himself, his mouth still open in shock.
He watched as the tips of her hair went back to the same pink colour it was previously.
"Pete, close your mouth," James nudged Peter roughly. "You look like a fish."
Tonks fumbled for something to say. She didn't like telling others of her gift much as it made her feel left out. She opted for looking vastly uncomfortable instead.
"She's a metamorphmagus," Charlie answered for her, ignoring the glare he got in return. Instead, he shot her an infuriating grin.
"It means she can change her appearance at will," explained Remus at the others confused looks. "It's extremely rare. Why, I haven't even met anyone who's metamorphmagus before!"
"Oh, that's wicked!" exclaimed Peter, sounding extremely impressed. "Do something? Like… grow your hair to the ground or something!"
Peter came from a half-blood background and had never even heard of something before. His mother worked as a healer at , and his father worked in the Ministry of Magic as an unspeakable.
Tonks shook her head quickly, "I haven't exactly got a hold of the whole thing yet… Like I can't really change it at will yet. My hair has been this colour for three months, and it only changes if I'm angry or sad or something like that."
Charlie raised an eyebrow and pointed out to Tonks, "Oh come on, I've seen you change the colour of your fingernails before, Tonks. I'm sure you can at least try…"
Tonks glared lightly at Charlie. "Then I'm guessing you didn't see the nosebleed that came after it?"
Charlie's mouth shut promptly and he shook his head.
"Whipped," James whispered to Sirius, chuckling deeply. This earned him a bark-like laugh from the dark-haired boy.
"Fine, Nymphadora," Charlie said gamely, his shoulder getting hit by the athletic Hufflepuff. "Since she's too chicken to even try, I'll introduce myself. I'm Charlie Weasley, seeker for Gryffindor and fifth year prefect."
"Oh, I am so not giving into peer pressure," retorted Tonks, crossing her arms stubbornly. She looked at The Marauders, "Would you four be able to take us to Dumbledore?"
"Sure, he might be able to get someone to brew you up a pepper-up potion," said James, still quite amused.
"For what exactly?" Tonks asked, sounding absolutely bewildered.
"Well, we wouldn't want you to have a hang over tomorrow, Nymphadora-dearest," replied James, earning another glare from Tonks.
"I'm not drunk," Tonks said stiffly. "What made you even think that?"
Charlie snorted with laughter and chuckled, "I wonder…"
"See Prongs, I told you she was high," commented Sirius, smugly. He glanced at Charlie who was now laughing out loud. "What's funny?"
Charlie was highly amused and took one look at Tonks before he bursted into full laughter. "She's… she's just clumsy…" He managed to get out before he began to laugh again.
"Oh… right, knew that," Sirius said quickly, attempting to send Tonks a shameless, but charming grin.
Tonks looked anything but amused, her arms still crossed over her chest. "Are you done?"
The tips of her hair changed to suit the blush in her face which she quickly hid by beginning to walk briskly… in the wrong direction.