So, I loved the move The Lake House, and this kind of burrowed into my brain after watching that and CoS within the same day. And yes, in my description I stated "it wouldn't be true Marauders fashion if they didn't make one teeny,tiny mistake" because let's face it, they probably didn't always get everything right the first time!
Also: first time really trying the Marauders era, so please don't mind if I miss little bits of their characters.
Also, also: I did say Harry's gen. I just didn't say which part of his generation(pre-goldentrio years, or during-golden trio years)(it's pre, btw, they're still Harry's gen. weird, huh?). but during-golden will appear. :^)
"Are you serious?" She asked as they were sitting by the lake. "You, Charlie Weasley, stole a book?"
"I told you, it's not a normal book. It's not a library book." Charlie said, flipping through the worn out looking book.
"Right, it's some kid's journal from 1976." Tonks answered with an eye roll. Then her eyes lit up. "Did they write anything interesting?"
Charlie shrugged. "I don't know. All it says is that it belonged to a 'Wormtail'." He said, showing her the inside of the front cover, which was graffitied with the name "Wormtail".
"What kind of name is that?"
"What kind of name is Nymphadora?" Charlie asked with a smirk, continuing to flip through.
"Right, well, I walked into that one."
"Hold on! It must be a nickname." Charlie said, thrusting the book into her hands. "Look at this!"
If anyone should find this book, please note it belongs to Peter- but Remus, James and Sirius would be happy to accept it back on his behalf.
"But I've never heard of a Peter." Tonks said. "And we certainly don't have any Remus, James or Sirius."
"Well, no, it said this book was from 1976. They wouldn't still be here, would they? I mean, to stay in Hogwarts for 12 years-"
"We don't know what year they were in. Could have been first years-"
"Still would have graduated by now. You're forgetting it's 1988- they would have had to stay behind four or five years." Charlie explained.
"Perhaps a teacher knows them."
"Yes, that would go down well. Me, a prefect, admitting that I stole a library book." Charlie said.
"So, why did you take it?" She asked.
"Because I was looking through it, to see if I could figure out who it belonged to-"
"And you did."
"And I did, but like you said, it's from 1976. And I was sitting there, looking at it, and writing showed up."
"Right." Tonks said, disbelievingly. "Perhaps you've been studying too much lately-"
"No, it was there. I want to test this thing out-"
"But you're Charlie Weasley, you're not supposed to steal books, you're not supposed to break any rules, Mister Prefect."
Charlie grinned at her. "I suppose that's just changed, then." He grabbed his quill and a bottle of ink.
"Charlie! What are you doing?" She demanded, reaching for his quill.
"If writing appears and disappears, it has to go somewhere. Think of the paintings, Nymph. They can travel, can't they?"
"What are you on about?"
"Maybe there's another journal, like portraits have other frames."
"You want to try and write to these blokes?" She asked, her eyes wide. Then she grinned. "Brilliant."
Sirius ran into the dorm as soon as his detention finished. Remus was laying on his bed(no surprise- it had just been full moon the night before), and Peter and James were playing wizard chess on Peter's bed.
"Has anyone lost their book?" He demanded. Remus half looked at Sirius before reaching under his pillow and pulling his out to wave in the air. James and Peter wordlessly walked to their school bags and pulled theirs out as well.
"Why, Padfoot, have you lost yours?" James asked.
"No." Sirius said, holding his own up. "Open them. Something went wrong with the enchantment."
"It's not going to blow up in our faces, is it?" Peter asked, staring at his book.
"I don't think so." Sirius replied. Remus sighed loudly, before rolling onto his front and opening the book.
"Who the Hell is Charlie Weasley?" He asked a minute later.
"Who?" James and Peter asked, opening their own books.
"I was in detention, thought I'd write a note for one of you blokes, but this bloke replied instead!" Sirius said, flopping onto the end of Remus' bed. "Do we know a Charlie?"
"No, and I don't think I know the name Weasley either." James answered. Peter nodded in agreement.
"But has he said he attends Hogwarts? What if it's a Muggle?" Peter asked.
"No, no." Sirius said. "There's a distant cousin of mine that has the last name Weasley. Blasted off the tree years ago, I guess."
"So what do we do now?" Remus asked. "And don't say send one of our owls to find this Charlie Weasley, because that's a stupid idea."
"No." Sirius said. "I was going to say we should write back."
