Author's Note: I just have to make this clear because I was re-reading the story and have come to the conclusion that I can't make my mind up on what year everyone is in. Sirius Potter, James Black, Harry Lupin, Hugo Weasley, Madelyn Weasley, and Frank Longbottom are all sixth years.

Mason Weasley, Madison Weasley, Isabella Potter, Scorpius Malfoy, Rose Weasley, Roxanne Weasley and all fifth years. That will not change from here on out.

"All I wanna do is eat," James whined. "I'm starving."

"You three never stop eating," Bella pointed out. "Never!"

"We're growing boys! We need food, Bella," James pointed out.

Bella rolled her eyes, "Yeah. Keeping telling yourself that."

"Bella!"

"Kiley!" Bella smiled. "I didn't see you on the train. Where have you been?"

"I was late," Kiley Finnigan, sat next to her. "Good thing your dad was there."

Everyone looked over at her, "What do you mean my dad was there?"

"He just dropped me off," Kiley pointed out.

"Did he leave?" Bella asked.

"I think so," Kiley replied.

Bella shrugged her shoulders, "Whatever."

After the Sorting Hat sorted the new first years, Lily stood up, "Welcome to Hogwarts and to those who are coming back: Welcome back. Now as Headmistress I have the power to hire and fire teachers and what I say goes. This year I would like to introduce four new teachers to our school. Before they come out I would like to talk to you all. These new teachers did attend Hogwarts as well and understand how we work. They aren't as strict on rules like other teachers are-"

"Snape!" James, Sirius and Harry yelled.

Lily smiled, "Yes, thank you boys. As I saw saying, these teachers have a lot of years on them so be gentle and kind. Your new Charms teacher is Mr. James Potter, your new History of Magic teacher is Mr. Remus Lupin, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Mr. Sirius Black and your new Flying teacher is the Minister himself, Mr. Harry Potter."

Harry, James, Sirius and Lupin all walked through the front door, waving and shaking people's hands.

"Hello!"

"Good day!"

"How are you?'

"Good evening."

They only got half way down the Gryffindor table when they stopped.

"Well, hello young Gryffindors," Sirius smiled.

"Headmaster Lily," James called. "I think we're just going to sit here for dinner. I think it will help us get to know the students a little more; it will help us understand what we're dealing with."

James, Harry, Sirius and Bella sat there starring at their parents.

"Good evening," Harry smiled. "You must be Bella. I've heard so much about you; You're prettier in person and look a great deal like your mother."

"But has her father's eyes," Sirius pointed out.

"We'll have to watch her," James whispered. "We wouldn't want anything bad happening to her because her father would flip."

"Good thing we're here," Lupin stated.

"And you must be the famous Marauders we keep hearing so much about," Sirius pointed to the three boys.

"We'll have to keep them in line," Harry stated. "They look like big troublemakers."

"What are you doing here?" James asked.

"We're the new teachers," Harry laughed. "Silly boy, don't you listen?"

"There is no way you four are staying the whole year," Sirius pointed out. "We won't let it happen."

The four Marauders leaned in, "And what are some little sixteen year olds going to do about it?"

The three boys leaned in next, "We've gotten rid of every teacher we don't like in the last six years. Don't worry, you four will be next."

"I guess it's war," James smiled.

"Bring it," James mimicked his smiled.

"It's on," Harry stated.

"Like Donkey Kong!" The three boys high fived each other.

"Professors?"

"Yes, Lily?" James asked.

The four kids moaned, "We have to call them 'Professor' and 'Sir'. This couldn't get any worse."

James, Sirius, Harry and Lupin smiled, "Yes, you do."

"Even better, you have to listen to them here," Lily pointed out.

The four teenagers each made a face of disgust, "This isn't going to work."

"There will be a staff meeting after dinner," Lily pointed out. "You need to be there."

Dinner went smoothly…until Sirius opened his mouth.

"I'm just a better Quidditch player, dad," Sirius rolled his eyes. "I'm better than you so my team is going to win."

Harry's mouth dropped open, "I was the youngest Seeker in a long time, son. You need to have talent to be better than me."

"But I've been playing since I was born. I have more experience than you did," Sirius pointed out.

Harry shook his head and laughed, "I'm better than you. I have a Firebolt."

"But the deal was-"

"I'm here. There is no deal," Harry smiled.

Sirius stood up, "Dad, I'm better than you. Get over it."

"Son," Harry sighed. "You're only sixteen. You have a long time before you're as good as I am."

"How many Cups did your team win?" Sirius crossed his arms.

Harry stood up, "That wasn't my fault. What happened with my team has nothing to do with me as an individual. And by the way, son, we won more than you have."

"Cause the last five years my Captains have been stupid," Sirius pointed out. "I'm Captain now!"

"Yeah, let's see if you can actually bring your team to the Cup," Harry pointed out. "From the way you've been flying lately you aren't going anywhere."

Sirius' mouth dropped open, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me!" Harry crossed his arms.

Sirius picked up the nearest dessert and threw it at his dad, "Hear this Jerk. I'm better than you so get over it."

James, Sirius and Lupin's mouth's all dropped open.

Harry wiped the cake from his face and a second later, his son had dessert all over him, "Don't you dare think you can get away with that."

"Don't change the subject!" Sirius yelled.

"Let's solve this than!" Harry said. "You and Me. Quidditch Pitch right now."

"Let's go," Sirius smiled. "But don't forget your cane, dad. It's a long walk."

Harry's mouth fell open, "I'm not old!" He threw some more cake at his son.

Sirius took a breath, "Don't start what you can't finish."

"You're the one to talk," Harry chuckled.

"Oh don't worry about it dad, I'll beat you," Sirius pointed out.

"Let's go, Sirius!" Harry yelled. "You and me, son. Right now."

"Fine, it's on!" Sirius yelled back. "Bring it! Let's go."

Before they could even get away from the table, the Great Hall doors closed.

"Not tonight," Lily called. "Students I wish you a good nights sleep. You'll find all your belongings by your beds. Good night. Harry, you're needed."

Harry eyed his son, "I'll be here all year, son. I'd sleep with one eye open for now on."

"You're the one to talk," Sirius replied. "I'd watch your back, dad."