A/N: Hello everyone! It's been a while, I know. I've been having my exams and to be fair I haven't really been studying as much as procrastinating, but be happy, I have a treat for all of you today!

Disclaimer: I showed J.K Rowling saw this chapter of mine, and she said she was thinking of making it canon. No, I'm just kidding.

Chapter 10:

Under the Cloak

James Potter was not obsessed with Lily Evans.

That, at least, was what he kept telling himself.

"This has absolutely nothing to do with Evans," he muttered to himself, or rather, he couldn't help but think, to convince himself. He was walking along the path leading to Hogwarts, and, after a long period of time, had finally managed to find an excuse to use his old Cloak.

"Sorry?" asked Sirius, who had graciously agreed to come with him, a decision, James was finding, Sirius was rather starting to enjoy.

"Nothing. And keep your voice low-"

"Strange," Sirius said, in a lower voice this time. "I could have sworn I heard you say 'This has nothing to do with Evans' which, I must say is even stranger, seeing as upon sight of her, you ran off to the Gryffindor Common Room, and into our dormitories, seeking to extract your cloak. Only you were unlucky - or I'd rather say lucky - enough to meet me on the way, and you had to drag me along, to fulfill your destiny of following Evans around for your entire life."

"I didn't get my Cloak to follow her."

"You keep telling yourself that." Sirius said with a smirk.

"I meant, I wanted to know who the stranger with her was." James said. Which was, in fact the truth. It was purely a coincidence that it was Lily with the woman. Even if just Snivellus had been with the stranger, James would have followed them, though, to be honest, his intention then would be entirely different.

"You know there are other ways of finding things out rather than following people under an Invisibility Cloak, right?"

"I don't see why you have a problem," James answered. "It's not like we were doing anything today, seeing as how McGonagall cancelled our Hogsmeade trip because of you throwing the dungbombs at her and everything."

"I was aiming for Snivellus." Sirius said, looking rather proud of himself.

"Yes, but the point is-"

"The point is, I think Snivellus is starting to hear our voices," Sirius said. He continued in a whisper, "so I suggest we shut up."

Snivellus had a stupid habit of being suspicious of everything, which wasn't a good sign for them, seeing as they were always trying to do something to him. It really took the fun out of things if he already expected them. After all, they were quite a distance from them. Since they were quiet now, James tried to focus his attentions on what Lily and the 'Strange Woman' were talking about (He wasn't paying much attention to Snivellus, seeing as he was sulking and walking without talking), but it was futile, as he couldn't really hear much at all.

Soon enough (to James immense relief and amusement) Snivellus seemed to be not too pleased, and walked off angrily. James thought this was rather a special day. he could not remember many times in the last four years in which he had seen Lily without the buffoon guarding her presence. Also, he and Sirius could at least talk now.

"I'm bored, Prongs. Forget about this." Sirius drawled from behind him. James was starting to think bringing Sirius along was a bad idea. For one, the two of them were finding it a bit odd walking under the Cloak, seeing as they didn't really fit under it much, and they had to be careful that the Claok didn't suddenly pull up, seeing as any on-lookers might find a leg walking freely without any body atop it a bit strange. Secondly, Sirius couldn't spend two minutes without saying those three words: I am bored.

"Well, as you said before, because of my luck, I have the honor of you being here. I wouldn't want that to go too quickly."

"I am sure you could not hope to find a better way to spend your afternoon off, but really I have much better things to do than follow a girl around."

"Yes, I'm sure." James said. They were nearing the castle now.

"Can you imagine the things we can put in Snivellus's dormitory right now-"

"Shut up, Padfoot."

They walked into the Castle, the two of them very quiet, because the distance between them and Lily and her friend was far too less for it to not be suspicious.

"Prongs," Sirius whispered. "You know we could go put some more dungbombs in McGonagall's-"

He immediately shut up, to James's relief, because the person to sweep into the corridor where they were was none other than Minerva McGonagall herself.

They both watched as the stranger told McGonagall she wanted to meet the Doctor. James nearly let out a gasp as he understood what they were saying, but Sirius (thankfully) stepped on his foot right on time to stop him from making a sound. James lost track of their conversation for a while because the pain was distracting him. All he knew was, a little time later, Sirius grabbed his arm and led him after McGonagall and the stranger, who, he discovered, were now walking off. Lily did not follow after them, and after a while, she turned back to leave the corridor (James knew, he was, after all looking) and as James' pain began to subside, he started thinking once again of his own accord. He looked to Sirius for an update.

"McGonagall's talking her to Dumbledore's office." he said, in such a low voice, James barely heard him. James wasn't surprised he had figured out where they were going, seeing as the two of them and Remus and Peter had been there many times before.

"You do realize we're going to find out Dumbledore's password, right?" James replied, in an equally low voice. The two boys were grinning. Oh the things they could do if they knew the password to Dumbledore's office!

And they did find it out. Soon enough, the two of them were standing before the ugly gargoyles, and to the boys' glee, McGonagall gave away the password without a single doubt of the fact that she and the stranger were alone. "Acid Pops!" she said, confidently to the gargoyles, and, soon, enough, they jumped aside to reveal the revolving staircase that lead to the door of Dumbledore's office.

McGonagall climbed on it at once, but the stranger seemed reluctant, which was good news for the two of them, seeing as they could easily climb onto the staircase before her so that they could get to the top undisturbed.

The sight inside the room was really very weird. Standing in the room was Dumbledore, of course (and some other people who looked rather official). However they were not the strange thing inside. Dumbledore's study was messy and strewn with papers all over it, maps, official documents and who knew what else. The strangest thing however, in the room was the Doctor, just as James could remember from the other day when he had grabbed Remus's bag. And, James noted with amusement, he was till wearing a fez.

He announced her to the people in the room as Amy, and then proceeded to ask her something, but James was more interested in the papers that were scattered on Dumbledore's study. Most of them were pages taken out of books, and there was a rather large drawing in the middle, that looked like a crack.

His study of the contents was interrupted, however, by Sirius, who nudged him to the side, and pointed to a wall in the room, at which, for some reason, everyone was staring at.

"That's the crack in my wall." Amy said. James looked at the wall again, and was taken aback. The crack was exactly the same as the crack in the drawing.

"Isn't it?" the Doctor replied. "I told you this trip would be fun! Now, as important as all of this is, what we really need to do right now is get a Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher for the students. At once."

The other people in the room, who James assumed were ministry officials, judging by the robes they wore, looked at him incredulously.

"It is far too late to look for a new teacher now. Perhaps Professor McGonagall and I can teach the students together." Dumbledore proposed.

"At least for the Fifth Years." McGonagall added.

"Alright then. Our work here is done." said one of the officials, and they all swept away from the room.

"Yes. Okay. That's wonderful! Now that that is done, we need to work on this crack. As Amy just said here, it is the crack in her wall. If it is the crack in her wall, what is it doing on your wall? Now. Let's look at what we have here: there have been no strange incidents except for one of your teachers going missing. And that obviously means that it had something to do with the crack, but where did the teacher go? Do any of you remember him? What he looked like? What he was doing the last day you saw him?"

The Doctor stopped and looked at the three remaining (visible) people in the room, who were looking at him blankly. James wasn't really sure what was going on, but seeing as there wasn't any way out, he supposed they might as well stay and listen to the whole thing, which, he had to admit, was getting rather interesting.

"But you know what the funny thing is? Some students I was talking to knew what I was saying when I mentioned him! They remembered. And that really is rather strange, so I suppose, the only thing left for us to do is to track those students down and question them about what happened!" he was pacing around the room, talking rather quickly, and , seemingly, talking to himself more than the people in the room.

"I don't think that will be necessary." Dumbledore said. James turned to look at him, and was surprised to find he was looking straight at them. He clutched the Cloak above him to make sure he was still under it: he was. Dumbledore smiled at them and then said, "they are already here."

James turned to look at Sirius, who was looking at him with an identical expression of surprise. The room, however was eerily quiet and they were all trying to look in the direction in which Dumbledore was looking, though most of them weren't managing to do it well enough, and were looking here and there searching for what was interesting the Headmaster so. They were in big trouble, James couldn't help but think. What if Dumbledore took the Cloak from him? It was obvious he could see them, although James had no idea how he possibly could.

The next few seconds or so seemed to go on forever, and the fact that no one was talking in the room made it even worse. James had to decide: either they could run away under the Cloak, and get caught by the Headmaster who could obviously see them, or, they could step out from under the Cloak and risk either suspension (or even expulsion) or a lifetime's worth of detentions.

James looked again at Sirius, who nodded, and after a short hesitation, the two of them stepped out from under the Cloak.

A/N: I know, pretty long, right? I'll try to continue like this. Also, to my 1000 followers on tumblr, if you are reading this, this is my present! Also, reviews/criticisms are appreciated! Much love!