Hello again little marauders!

It seems we have another chapter up here, don't you think?

Well, I got this comment and I'd like to answer it here so you don't get confused at anything:

"lisa. francis. 96780:

There were quite a few typos and spelling mistakes in this but overall it was a good chapter. I take it that since Dumbledore is alive and Minerva mentions that Remus and Peter are alive that you are not following canon. What are you changing? It would help us to understand better."

Interesting question, I'm going to clear this up!

Let's pretend Harry enjoyed his fourth year in peace, okay? The triwizard tournament? It really happened in Harry's fifth year… Sirius' death? The trio's sixth year. The Half-blood prince's book? Yup… They found it in their seventh year. The events were postponed one year. Whatever happened in their fourth year happened in their fifth in this history; the same goes for what happened in their fifth and their sixth year. So this meant they didn't go Horcrux hunting in their seventh year and dropped school that year, okay? Cool!

I also planned on make the marauders study their seventh year as the Trio studied their sixth, but it would be really difficult to start a friendship with older people. Trust me, I've tried.

So…. Is everything clear now? If you want me to answer any other question… just ask (duh)


-The Marauders-

In the way to the Gryffindor common room last night, the group were explained why James had to change his appearance, by James and McGonagall. He was the only one who will actually have to change his appearance, but the rest of them had to change their names. Remus Lupin will now be known as David Odair; Lily Evans as Elena Johnson; Peter Pettigrew as Timothy Parker and Sirius Black as Alphard Black, brother of James Black. Even though they really didn't had to change their appearance, James insisted to do it, something about support him. McGonagall, however, agreed with him, saying that they might be recognized by someone who knows how they used to look like in the past. At the end, they all decided it would be the best if they change their looks

After a long morning shopping in the Diagon Alley, they were all back to the Gryffindor common room, exhausted and waiting for dinner to come. It was hard to speak a word at these moments: the four of them were confused, exhausted, nervous, but above them all, they were scared. Scared because of being in a totally different time. Scared because they didn't know how much time they will stay in were also worried. Worried at what would happen if they never returned. Also, they were worried about if someone would recognize them.

McGonagall used transfiguration charms on them, changing their hair color and even their eyes. David Odair had now jet black hair, short but not much, and baby blue eyes; Elena Johnson was now strawberry blonde and, after minutes of pleading she managed to keep her green eyes with her; Timothy Parker was now sandy blonde haired with charcoal black eyes, which seemed lifeless. James Black. His jet messy hair was now dark blonde, a very dark blonde that seemed brown; His hazel eyes disappeared from sight just be replaced with sea green irises.

Last but not least was Alphard Black who had his hair cut, long but never reaching farther his chin, and had dark blonde hair just like James, who was now going to be his non-identical twin from now; Say goodbye to his long black hair was a sacrifice for him. His eyes were gray, but slight different: Instead of his usual gray irises, his eyes now seemed two droplets of the chemical element known as mercury.

As McGonagall said, this effect would last months, maybe even the whole year, but that 'just in case' they should visit her a weekend every two months to make sure the effect to last longer.

"So…" Alphard began. McGonagall suggested starting calling each one, even privately, by their new names so they'd get used to them. "If your so called son is still going to recognize us then why are we changing our appearance too?"

James, who was playing wizard chess with Timothy, turned around and frowned at his 'twin'. "I already told you, he might not recognize us but still we have to drawn the less attention as possible." He said annoyed. When he turned around, he noticed his queen wasn't when he last remembered… also that Tim's knight was where his queen used to be. That little cheater!

David, who was reading a book, looked up at his grey-eyed friend. "As you might have realized, we have influences in the future, Alph. Most people will recognize us by our original appearance because we might be no so much of strangers in this time." He looked down at his book and snuggled against the armchair where he was reading. "Some people, if not most, may know how we used to look like and that will drawn lots of attention, don't you think?" The question was said alongside a raised eyebrow.

Alphard only shrugged and kept staring at the stone wall, since there was anything rather interesting to do at the time.

"What time is it?" Elena asked. She's been quiet since they returned from Diagon Alley a few hours ago.

Timothy looked up at a grandfather clock the common room had. "It seems to be almost eight o'clock."

She nodded and stood up. "Well, dinner time is coming and we should get changed." As she finished saying that, she walked upstairs, where the girls' dorm should be.

The marauders followed her pace but instead of walking to the girls' dorm they walked to the boys'. Just as they remembered doing it, their stuff where there already. Dumbledore politely offered them enough money to buy their stuff, some clothes and even some to waste; after a long argument about whether to dismiss the offer or simply accept the money, Dumbledore threated them saying that he won't help them go back to their time if they decline his offer, so they accepted it.

They dressed up with their Gryffindor robes, courtesy from McGonagall, and met at the common room. Lily was visibly nervous, just as James and Timothy, but Alphard, who managed to hide his worry, tried to see this as some other adventure just as David did.

The time-travelers walked down the halls they grew up knowing by heart. As they passed through some hallways with windows that showed the forbidden forest, David couldn't help but look for a certain tree, a tree that, as dangerous as it was, he thanked for being planted since there, hidden down the tree, was the secret passageway to the only place where Hogwarts student could be safe once a month and the existence of that place was the reason he could still allow studying at Hogwarts. He sighed and kept walking.

The sight of the tree, which didn't go unnoticed by his friends as he thought, brought back the memory that the next full moon was in two weeks. But then, he snapped his head up and looked at the sky, searching for the moon. Years of studying Astronomy and checking the moon in the sky, he knew how to recognize how many weeks were left for the next full moon to come. He remembered that, back at their time, he still had to wait for another two weeks for his transformation to happen, but they weren't at their respective time so the moon should be in a different position from where it was 20 years ago.

He sighed with a chuckle as he recognized the shape of the moon. The full moon must have been a couple days ago, if he was right, since the moon appeared to be in the waning gibbous phase.

"What's so funny, Moony?" Tim asked to his werewolf friend, who slightly punched his shoulder.

"Do not call me Moony." He hissed at Timothy with clenched teeth. "Remember we can't say our real names or nicknames, we might be recognized."

Timothy shuddered a bit but kept walking alongside his friends.

As they reached the Great Hall's door, they were able to hear footsteps, lots. That could only mean one thing: Hogwarts students have arrived.

They took deep breathes and walked inside the hall, where they found that the teacher's table was empty, with the exception of Dumbledore, who was sitting in his chair that looked more like a throne to them. He winked at them and kept waiting for the rest of the students to fill the Great Hall as usual.

The Marauders and Lily walked towards the Gryffindor's table and sat down. The footsteps were louder this time and a banging door announced the entry of the students from 2nd to 7th grade. Along with the footsteps came the voices, some of them hushed and some of them too loud to be acceptable.

They tried to not pay attention to any of them, but it was impossible as they noticed their shocked expressions. All of the Gryffindors, and some from other houses, had different kind of faces, some were surprised, some were shocked and other some were confused.

"Who is that girl from there?"

"Never seen them before, and you?"

"Where are they from?"

"Who are they?"

"Are they seventh years?"

"I didn't saw them in the train."

"Neither did I"

Whispers and whispers buzzing their ears.

"He has pretty eyes."

"When did they arrive in here?"

"Who starts Hogwarts just at their last year?"

"Bet they got expelled."

Lily was uncomfortable and anxious. How many gossips can they spread in just 10 minutes?

But Lily wasn't the only one who was uncomfortable in the table. James was trying hard not to look so desperate, throwing glances at the door every once in a while, but he couldn't find the doppelganger everyone's been talking to him about.

"I heard they got expelled because their parents couldn't afford the school."

"I heard they are runaways."

"Oh! Shut up! That's not true!"

"It is!"

Of course, some people pay more attention than others. In the same table, not so far from them, were a little group of guys who weren't paying attention to the new additions in their houses.

"Don' woggy. 'e'll be 'ere in a minu'." A flaming red-haired guy with a face full of freckles said to no-one in particular while eating big spoons of jelly, his full mouth making it a little bit hard for him to talk.

A girl besides him, with curled chocolate brown hair, was hugging her book against her chest, looking with wide, full of worry, eyes, to his freckled friend, then to the door, then to his friend again. Suddenly, the girl began to hit the guy's shoulder with the book she was previously hugging. At this sound, the marauders turned their heads to watch them.

"Will – you – stop – eating?" She demanded to the boy, hitting him between each word. She sighed but stop hitting his friend. "Your best friend is missing!"

"Hermione!" He exclaimed annoyed. "Turn around, you lunatic!"

And so she did, and so did the marauders.

They were shocked… More than shocked, actually. They were seeing the living image of James Potter walking towards the guy and the girl, Hermione as it seemed to be, were talking, alongside a pale girl with long, long blonde hair, who parted ways with him to sit in her own table: Ravenclaw.

It was amazing how alike James Potter the guy was: Rounded glasses, untidy jet black hair, even the height was the same. There was an exception, and only exception: His eyes were deep green instead of hazel as James Potter.

There was no doubt that this was, in fact, James Potter's son.

"He's covered in blood again." A girl, who was a female version of the red-haired guy in front of them, exclaimed. "Why is it he's always covered in blood? "

Always covered in blood? James, even though he didn't really know his kid, couldn't help but feel a pang in his chest. A mix of worry, fear and anger. Who would ever dare to hurt him?

It was weird how at the moment he saw the guy, who just noticed have a lightning scar on his forehead, he felt love towards him. He really didn't need to get to know him, he already loved him. He felt a mighty need to protect him from all kind of harm in this world. It didn't matter at the moment why he was bleeding; James was already boiling with anger and wanted nothing but hit whoever dared to hurt his son.

At the other side of the table, just in front of James, Elena felt the same as his fellow travel-mate. Worry, anger, fear and love were circling inside her chest at the sight of James' doppelganger walking inside the great hall. Why is he covered in blood? And, if the girl statement is not overreacted, why is he always covered in blood?

"Well, it looks like it's his own this time." The guy added just before start eating again.

The guy sat in the table just in front of Hermione, who immediately leaned towards her friend who just arrived.

"Where have you been, Harry?" She asked worriedly but the guy didn't answer. "What happened to your face?"

"Later." He cut the conversation and quickly changed the subject. "What did I miss?"

The red-haired guy shrugged and began "Sorting Hat urged us all to be brave and strong in these troubled times. Easy for it to say, huh? It's a hat, isn't it?"

Harry shrugged and while doing it his glare locked with some eyes, green as his. He narrowed his eyes a bit, trying to identify to who those eyes belonged, unsuccessfully. He couldn't recognize who the girl was, neither who the other four boys were. He turned his head at Hermione and leaned towards her.

"Who d'you reckon they are?" He asked whispering at her and quickly pointed at the group with his eyes.

Hermione frowned but looked at the group Harry asked for. Just as Harry, he narrowed her eyes and tried to identify their names yet she couldn't even identify their appearance. She shrugged and turned her gaze at Harry. "I don't know."

"But you're a Head Girl! You're supposed to know their names!" He whispering yelled.

"I'm sorry Harry, but if their new students then McGonagall didn't talk about them earlier" She stated annoyed at Harry's tone of voice.

"Perhaps they joined last minute." The red-haired girl suggested since she was hearing their conversation about the new students.

Harry shrugged and kept eating, but Hermione stood up and began walking towards the new students.

"Where you going?" The freckled boy asked Hermione as she stood up, yet she ignored him and sat beside a guy with dark blonde hair and gray eyes and in front of a guy with jet black hair and blue eyes.

"Good Evening!" She greeted happily. "I'm Hermione Granger, Gryffindor and Head Girl. Be welcome to Hogwarts!"

The group muttered their thanks but they never stopped looking at the girl who just joined them.

"May I know your names since you seem to be new in here?" She asked them, a slight flush creeping on her neck.

Alphard, who was sitting beside her, leaned closer to head and whispered in a tone he considered to be seductive. "My name, love, is Alphard. Alphard Black" He extended his arm towards a guy with dark blonde hair just like him. "And he's James black, my brother."

James smiled at her waved his hand. "Nice to meet you!"

The guy with black hair in front of him rolled his eyes and leaned towards her. "Excuse the behavior of my friend; he thinks he's a Casanova." He muttered close to her ear and then smiled shyly at her. "My name is David Odair" He said extending his hand for her to shake, and she did.

"Nice to meet you." She muttered before shaking hands, never leaving her gaze leave his. When they did, she couldn't help but feel a tingle behind her neck. Hermione's cheeks blushed barely noticeable. She noticed she has been staring a long time before she leaned toward the girl with strawberry blonde hair. "And you are?"

The girl smiled friendly at her. "My name is Elena Johnson, and the guy in here is Timothy Parker." Elena added while pointing at a guy with sandy hair and almost lifeless black eyes. The guy waved at her and muttered a 'Hey'.

"What year are you going to study?" She asked curiously at them.

Timothy answered her question. "Seventh year."

Her smile widened at that. "Perfect! We'll be studying together!"

David smiled at the thought of spending extra time with the Head Girl in front of him.

"Well, it was nice to meet you." Hermione said while she began to stand up. "Dinner is almost over, so if you need help with anything just call me." She offered at them as she began to walk away. "Bye!"

When she was back with her friends, two guys couldn't get her out of their minds. One of them was Alphard, who, at the moment the girl sat beside him, thought she was the most intriguing creature he had ever seen; a creature with beautiful curves that could even mess with the mind of a gentleman: not to fat, not too thin, just perfect. The other one was David, who, at the moment he saw her eyes, he was allowed to find cleverness inside of them; he was sure that if he could, he could swim inside her eyes and get out of them, covered and filled with intelligence. He saw in her eyes kindness, intelligence, loyalty and courage. That, and the fact she was really pretty, maybe not the most beautiful girl, neither the sexiest, but she was really pretty, and the obvious layer of innocence didn't help but add cuteness to her factions.

Dinner was over and Hermione, alongside Ron and the prefects from sixth and fifth grade, had to lead the students from first year, and in this very curious case, students from seventh grade, to the Gryffindor Common Room. When she reached the painting of the Fat Lady she said, loud and clear, the password.

"Titillandus." And with this, the painting moved aside as a door, letting the kinds enter to the Red Common Room. She grouped them and stood straight, with her back facing the staircase. "This is Gryffindor's Common Room, the place where you'll be living in. First years Dorm are upstairs, first floor to the left for the boys. The girl's dorm is the same but to the right. Any other question you have, just ask me."

The boys nodded and some of them yawned.

"I'm Hermione Granger, by the way. Have a Good Night because you'll need it. Tomorrow is the first day of school." At this, she moved aside letting the kids run upstairs, too tired to think on anything else but reach their beds and sleep.

Hermione walked towards the new students and explained the way to their rooms. Though they already knew where the dorms where, they pretended they didn't, as they were told to do. Act as if you've never been here before, Where McGonagall's second advice.

"Seventh years dorm are upstairs, seventh floor to the left for the boys. The girls' dorm is the same, but to the right." She said just as she walked towards the Fat Lady. "Good Night." And with that, she disappeared from sight.

The time travelers walked upstairs just as the first years. They were too tired to think on anything else but sleep. Except for David and Alphard, who were able to think on something else besides sleeping.

Hermione.


I planned on posting this earlier but I was too lazy to write, sorry :S I had my Harry Potter marathon last weekend hehehehe But I think the wait was worth it, for this chapter is longer than the past two.

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