Aunt Poppy! Aunt Poppy! Aunt Poppy!

Hermione bounced on the balls of her feet, grinning larger than life. "Harry, this is almost as exciting as our first year."

"This may as well be our first year." Harry grinned at her and they both hugged Pomfrey. "Thank you for everything. I don't know how we would survive all this without you."

Pomfrey cupped Harry's face and smiled warmly. "You two are like my family. I'll always be here for you. Now, I'll see you in the Great Hall. Hermione, refresh Harry's glamour tonight before bed and-"

"Poppy!" The boys cried out in unison.

Pomfrey's eyes widened. "Get on the train. I have to go. Behave. You have pocket money and-"

"Aunt Poppy!" The boys cried out even louder as they ran through through the crowds, weaving through families and jumping over trunks.

She looked over her shoulder and scowled at the two reckless boys, noting their rapid approach. Pomfrey gave a quick hug to Hermione and Harry.

"Aunt Poppy! Aunt Poppy! Aunt Poppy!"

"See you at Hogwarts." Pomfrey winked at the two and apparated on the spot just as the two boys finally reached her, or rather where she was a moment ago.

James and Sirius had been running full tilt and lept to hug her only to miss her as she disappeared, landing on who was standing right in front of her before she had left Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

"Uhnn..." Harry grimaced. He batted his eyes a time or two before he tried to open them slowly. The two different weights on his chest had him pinned to the concrete and he had a face full of black hair. "Gerroff!"

Sirius pushed on Harry's chest to rise and grinned. "Harry!"

"Can't. Breathe." Harry grinned back and pat James' head. James slowly rolled over with a groan and curled into a ball. "You're insane. Know that?"

"Knee. Groin. Pain." James whimpered.

"Hmph. That's what happens when you roughhouse, James. I know your father spoke to you about proper behavior." Dorea stood over the boys, with a hand on her hip and a raised eyebrow.

Hermione was still standing there blinking. "How. Where did they... Aunt Poppy. You..." She gasped as the full reality sunk in. "Can you just imagine what you two would have done to my Aunt Poppy had she not apparated? You'd have hurt her!"

James groaned. "Pain. Hurt."

"Serves you right, James Potter." Hermione harrumphed.

Harry was still on the hard cold concrete, but at least now he was sitting. He looked up at Dorea and grinned. He saw how her eyes twinkled and the corner of her mouth twitched, hiding her amusement. "Morning, Dorea. Sorry about your son. I'm sure he'll be fine and still be able to give you plenty of grandbabies some day in the far future."

"Good morning, Harry." Dorea grinned at the boy. "I'm glad to hear James will still be functioning normally. Will you be going into the healing profession like Poppy?"

"Uh..." Harry shrugged. "No clue. I once thought about being an Auror."

Sirius managed to stand and held his hand out to Harry who took it gratefully. Sirius heaved the boy to his feet. "Have you seen Remus and Peter yet?"

"Nope, Aunt Poppy had us here early so she can get back to the school. Kind of an odd thing to come to London just so we can take a train back to Scotland, but she insisted." Harry shrugged.

"Where's your stuff?"

"When we went with Aunt Poppy to Hogwarts, we brought our school trunks and house elves took them to Gryffindor Tower," Hermione answered.

Sirius nodded before looking around the platform and yelling at the top of his lungs. "Marauders!"

"Honestly, Sirius. Is that really necessary?" Hermione frowned and shook her head at him. She stepped carefully over James' prone body and hugged Dorea. "Thank you again for having us over this summer."

"It was our pleasure, Hermione. I hope you can come again next summer." Dorea brushed a curl behind Hermione's ear with gentle affection. They had always wanted a daughter after James was born.

"I'm going to find a compartment for us." Hermione gave Dorea another hug and skipped onto the train with a last minute backward wave, "Please give my regards to Charlus!"

"There." Harry pointed at the tall lanky boy that just emerged from the pillar entrance.

Sirius stood on tiptoes and waved his hand over his head. "Marauders!"

"Marauders!" Came the response from two different directions.

"They must both be here. Peter is too short to see over all of these people."

A snort came from the ground. Harry glared down at James when the prone boy pointed out, "You're shorter than Peter, Harry!"

Harry sighed. "I know. I'm the youngest, and smallest."

"Perfect for a seeker." Sirius grinned and Harry shrugged. He'd heard that before. Didn't mean he wouldn't prefer to be taller.

He nudged James with his foot. "You getting up anytime soon?"

Harry offered his hand and James grinned. "Just waiting for someone to notice." Harry rolled his eyes and pulled the boy off the ground.

"Okay, boys, I will see you at Christmas." Dorea hugged each boy, including Remus and Peter who finally made their way over to them. "Have a good year. Behave. Or some semblance of behaving." She kissed James on the forehead and the five boys finally made it onto the train.

Harry walked down the hall and looked into each compartment in search of his sister while James kept hollering, "Mine!"

Hermione's head popped out of a compartment halfway down the corridor and she smirked at the boys. "Honestly, James."

All five boys yelled in unison, "Mine!"

All students within hearing range looked at her. Hermione's face turned beet red with a blush, "Oh, Hippogriff poo."

"Wait, what?" Harry stopped in front of the compartment and blinked.

"Did she just say..."

"She did." James nodded to Peter.

"But that makes no sense." Peter blinked owlishly and stared at Sirius.

"She cursed." Sirius gasped.

"Well we did push her." Remus sighed softly. "It was bound to happen eventually."

The five boys filed into the compartment and stood around a blushing Hermione. Her face was buried into her favorite book. Not that the girl was reading, she was just too embarrassed to face any of them.

"Mine." James said and tsked. "For shame."

"You're a young lady, Hermione." Remus added.

"We expect more from you." Peter shook his head.

"I dunno, guys." Sirius plopped onto the bench beside her. "I think it was kind of... sexy."

"Ew! That's my sister." Harry groaned and flopped onto the bench across from them. "I think I'm going to be sick.