Who are you?

1995

The Order's eyes widened as a group of teenagers, most of them redheads, stepped in. "Who

are you?" Sirius demanded gruffly, pointing his wand at the newcomers.

"Sirius, really, they're only children." Molly Weasley admonished the animagus.

"Molly, they could be Death Eaters." Remus told her, justifying Sirius's actions.

"Death Eaters?" The redhead who had screamed earlier looked up. "Death Eaters!" She took

out her wand and stepped out from behind a blue-haired boy. "Is that a serious question

because I have never been more insulted in my life!" She stared at them with bright, emerald

green eyes that had a menacing glint in them. The Marauders had to look away, that face was too well-known to them.

"You didn't answer the question." Mad-eye Moody growled, his magical eye looking back and forth between the strange teenagers.

"Teddy, should we tell them?" The girl looked back at the blue-haired boy, who nodded at her.

"Ok, what do you want to know?" She asked the people of the past.

"Full name, age, parents, house and favorite subjects." Remus told her.

"Ok." The girl smiled at him. "My name is Lily Luna Potter." Harry gaped. "I am thirteen years old, and a Gryffindor." Everyone smiled at this. "Though I really don't care. My favorite subjects are Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Ancient Runes, Herbology and DADA. I also like Care of Magical Creatures and Astronomy but they're hobbies." She added.

Sirius smiled at Remus. "You know, Moony, this kid kinda reminds me of someone." He turned to his godson and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Harry, your mother was a scary dame. Even Moony cowered at the sight of an angry flower, and they were prefect buddies!" Padfoot smirked at his fellow Marauder, then turned back to his godson. "You've managed to produce a carbon copy of her, and she will be the death of you."

Lily Luna gasped. "How did you know!" Sirius and Remus smiled at the girl, she seemed so much like the Lily they knew, but deep down they could see the mischief that their best friend seemed to have passed on. Somehow, they knew that this child was not someone to be crossed...

"So..." Fred asked, sidling up to Lily, "who's your mother?"

"Anyone we know?" George smiled, walking over to his twin.

"You know her." Lily smirked. "But we should definitely leave the biggest shock for later." She said seriously.

"Jamie, gits first." She gestured for a brown-haired, hazel-eyed boy to walk forward.

A/N I imagine James Sirius as having almost black hair, but it's got to be slightly brown. They're grandparents are 75% redheads!

The boy glared at her, then looked at the crowd. Moony and Padfoot faltered at the sight of this boy, he looked almost exactly like Prongs, his hair was only a little different.

"As my darling of a baby sister mentioned before." Lily smiled at him. "I am James Sirius Potter, the oldest and the best of all our cousins!" Lily and Harry's doppelgänger rolled their eyes and pretended to snore. "I am seventeen years old and I LOVE Transfiguration and DADA. I HATE Potions and Slytherin." The Order (except Snape) nodded approvingly at this, while Lily and Harry's twin sent them death glares. "And I feel that there is absolutely no need to tell you my house, it's obviously Gryffindor!"

Lily gasped and turned to James, "To think that I should ever live to see this day!" She placed a hand on her heart. "Jamie has a VOCABULARY!"

Harry's lookalike looked at his sister and patted her arm. "'Tis a glorious day indeed, sister."

James shot them both an annoyed glare. "Well," his brother stood, "guess it's my turn!" He bowed to the Order, "Albus Severus Potter." The Order gaped, Harry, Ron and Sirius were even on the verge of protest. "But call me Albus and I'll hex you! I'm fifteen years old, a Gryffindor and I love Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology and DADA." He smiled. "Same as Lil-Lu."

"Oi! Potters!" Another female voice spoke up. "Quit hogging the spotlight!"

So, do you like it? Do you hate it? I need constructive criticism!