A/N: After this chapter, I will only be posting Author Notes after the chapter, unless it is something important that I need to say before people read it. So, anyway, I wanted to clear up the ages of the children, because I noticed I haven't directly stated. It is as the following:

James: 15

Albus: 14

Lily: 12

It is set before James's fifth year, which will become significant to the development of the storyline.

Another important statement I wanted to say before people read this is that I was so excited about the responses from the first chapter; I knew I had to quickly write the second one and post it tonight. So, understand that I was tired when I wrote it, so if there are mistakes, I am sorry. I'll go back and proof-read it before I post the third chapter to be sure it is the best I can make it before I farther the story. Anyway, that is all. So, here is the next installment:

Chapter 2:

"We cannot linger in the darkness any longer. As we speak, he is gathering strength and followers. No one is safe," stated Sirius Black, as he sat up in the chair and sent a warning glance in the other's direction.

"What do you expect us to do?" Remus Lupin asked, as he slammed the recent edition of the Prophet on the table. "We can't force the Ministry to believe Dumbledore's or Harry's story."

Sirius's pale eyes analyzed the exposed paper, as his face settled to reflect his thoughts. There was nothing that the group could do to convince the Minister of Magic; the only option left was to try to protect the children themselves. He lifted his eyes to scan the rest of the occupants of the table and settled on Arthur Weasley, who sat leaned back in his chair absorbing the information.

"What do you think?"

Arthur glanced over at his wife, who shook her head, then spoke:

"I feel that I can speak for both Molly and myself that we should let the children return to Hogwarts, which is the safest place for them to be, and to not mention this recent news to them, especially Harry-"

"He's just a boy," commented Molly, as she clasped her right hand over her chest.

"Really," finished Arthur, leaving the room in a stinging silence.

Sirius turned the opinion around in his head a few times, and then protested:

"He deserves to know."

"Sirius, listen-"

"No, you listen, Remus. What would they do? Lily and James?"

"They'd protect him," Lupin stated without hesitation.

"But he-"

A blinding light cut Sirius off. When things returned to normal, everyone was staring at three children- two boys and a girl. It was unbelievable how the boys resembled the subject of the prior conversation. One was a little taller, but both contained uncontrollable, ebony hair and a skinny build, though not as bad as Harry was. The smaller boy had emerald eyes- Lily's and Harry's eyes- but the taller one had warm, chocolate eyes, matching the young girl with them. Just like the boys resembled Harry, Sirius couldn't help but pick out the similarities that the girl and Ginny Weasley shared, even though he had only met her that summer. The girl was obviously the youngest and had bright red hair that fell to her mid-back. All three of the strangers had a light layer of freckles covering their faces.

"You idiot," the girl chided, as she sent the tall one a glare.

"Now, look what you've done! You never listen to me- Never! No wonder Dad doesn't like you; you can't go two minutes without screwing things up." The green eyed one spoke with extreme gestures.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mother Allie. I promise to eat all my green veggies and follow orders next time. Please don't ground me," the tallest sarcastically spoke.

The trio obviously didn't notice or didn't care about the other people in the room, as the two boys quickly blew up into a yelling match:

"Dad told you to stop saying that to me."

"Look around Mother Allie! He can't favor you, because he's nowhere to be found!"

"Merlin's pants, how long are you going to throw yourself a pity party!"

"Shut up."

"News flash, you're the reason why everyone's mad at you, because you can't go a minute without saying something offensive or tearing someone apart!"

"I said shut up. Do you remember the last time you didn't listen to me?"

"You had Mum crying last night and everyone knows that's nearly impossible to do!"

"You git! You know that they started it!"

"Uh, no, I believe that you did when you flipped-"

The taller one pounced on the smaller boy and they both tumbled onto the floor. Sirius, along with the rest of the room, stood to his feet and aimed his wand at the scene, unsure what to make of the situation that occurred in less than two seconds. His eyes glanced from the boys to the girl, who stood nervously as she stared at them.

"Guys…" she mumbled, the rest of her words got caught in her throat.

The boys didn't halt and continued sending punches at the other's faces. Sirius lost track of which one was which, but all he knew was that one had blood running from his nose, while the other seemed to be forming a black eye. He was so drawn into the fight that Mad-Eye Moody's voice caught him off guard:

"Who are you and where did you come from?"

The boy froze instantly, as they looked at each other before staring at the rest of the room. Quickly, the one with the black eye helped the other to his feet, gave him a handkerchief to help stop his nose from bleeding, and ran a hand through his hair. Sirius couldn't help but see his late mate's, Prong's, face in the boy, but pushed aside the memories and focused on the children.

The boy with the bloody nose, who Sirius concluded was the smaller one, and the girl beseechingly gazed at the taller one for assistance letting him be the one to take the floor.

A protective instinct washed over him and he didn't hesitate a moment longer:

"I cannot tell you our names, for great consequences could result," he seemed unsure of the fact, but it was confirmed by a nod from the other boy, "but I believe I can say that we are from the future."

"Right and I'm the Minister of Magic." Sirius rolled his eyes, resulting in a stern look from the others.

The oldest looked over at the smaller ones, who seemed to telepathically answer his unspoken question, before taking a breath and adding:

"No, you're Sirius Black. The very one who was disowned by his parents when he was sixteen and found refugee at James Potter's home. Not to mention, you are a self-taught Animagus along with James Potter and Peter Pettigrew to which I have to worship you, because trust me I tried and it's a lot harder than people would think,"

His last comment received him an elbow in the ribs from the green eyed boy and a roll of the eyes from the girl.

"How do you know this info-"

The boy turned away from the shocked Sirius to the utterly confused Remus, before stating:

"You're Remus Lupin and probably the one I know most about from the Marauders- all positive, of course. It's just that Sirius seems to bring forth a certain side of my source that doesn't need mentioned. Anyways, you have a certain 'monthly' problem, which the rest of the lot would call your fury little problem, and is probably the sole reason why the others are self-taught Animaguses. It is also the origin of your nickname."

The boy knew it was enough information to leave the entire room quiet in thought. He used it to his advantage and figured a plan in his head, which he was normally quite good at creating. When he felt it was as solid as it could be, he stated:

"I can tell you the basics of the rest of the year, which I assume is 1995 or slightly before from the facts in this room, and the outcome of the war, but please do not make me. However, I would appreciate if- after this initial shock of everything settles- we," he gestured to the other two, "could be arranged to speak to Albus Dumbledore. He is the Headmaster at this time, right?"

Sirius couldn't believe what he was witnessing. The information that the boy said was personal, but anyone could've managed to get a hold of it if they wanted it enough. He glanced around the room, before hearing Mad-Eye Moody say:

"Do not let your guards down. They could easily be Death Eaters in disguise."

"Yes, but then how did they know such things?" asked Nymphadora Tonks, whose hair was currently bubblegum pink.

"Anyone could obtain it if they truly sought for it," commented Remus, agreeing with Sirius.

"I'm going to check on them and to be sure to keep them away from here," added Molly, who excused herself from the table and left the room, never lowering her wand till she was out of sight.

"As weary of them that I am, I feel that someone should send for Dumbledore. The rest of us should remain on watch here with them. After all, if anyone can get to the bottom of this, Albus can," stated Arthur.

"I agree with Arthur," Kingsley Shacklebolt said.

"Alright then, who fetches Dumbledore?" questioned Sirius, keeping his eyes on the kids.

"Kingsley will."

At the sound of Mad-Eye's answer, Kingsley bowed to the others and quickly left to fulfill the instructions. The others did not lower their wands.

A/N: James will be often quite immature, but this chapter is to show that he does take responsibility and is protective of his siblings. He can be serious and take care of them, though most of the time he'll be a git, since this story is mostly about his attitude and his outlook on life.

Now to another subject, updates will probably slow down some till I'm done with the play, but as you guys probably noticed, reviews make me more motivated to get things finished faster; so does favorites and followers, but reviews are my favorite, including flames. I really do enjoy the feedback.

Hoped you all enjoyed,

-Kaitlyn