*My POV*
I felt someone poking me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a pair of large bright blue eyes staring at me.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh," I screamed rolling over the bed.
THUD. And fell on the floor.
"Tinky!" I groaned. "You scared the hell outta me," I said groggily.
"Tinky is sorry miss. Tinky is trying to wake up miss," Tinky replied walking over to me, her eyes wide.
"Yeah I'm awake now," I said slowly getting to my feet.
"Mistress calls miss for breakfast," she said.
"Yeah. I'm coming. In 10min."
With a crack, she disapparated.
I dragged myself to the bathroom.
I then dragged myself downstairs.
"Good morning Mr. Potter."
He was at the table in the kitchen, reading The Daily Prophet.
"Ah! Good morning Kitty," he beamed.
"Good morning Mrs. Potter," I smiled at her.
"Good morning dear," she was sipping her tea. "Seems like you haven't rested well."
"Yeah. Couldn't sleep last night," I said rubbing my eyes. "Maybe because I over slept the last three days." I sat beside Mrs. Potter. Tinky set a plate of pancakes, chocolate spread and orange juice before me.
"Thank you Tinky," I said and dug into my breakfast.
"A half-blood family from Dundee went missing last night. The Dark mark was above their house," Mr. Potter sighed and closed the paper.
"A muggleborn was killed along with her family in Blyth," Mrs. Potter shook her head.
"Good morning mum."
"Good morning Mr. Potter."
"G'morning dad."
"Good morning Mrs. Potter."
James, Remus, Sirius and Peter barged into the kitchen, shouting at the top of their voices. They looked at each other.
"I'm first!" They yelled.
"No you weren't!"
"Moony I barely heard your voice!"
"Because you are deaf."
"Wormtail, you were last."
"Not this time, Padfoot. I was quicker than you."
"Tsk tsk tsk," Mrs. Potter shook her head. "You all yelled at the same time, deafening us. No more bickering."
"Mum, you always kill the fun!" James groaned taking a chair beside Mrs. Potter.
"You boys have been doing this since you were 12," Mr. Potter chuckled.
"Yes. No more bickering. Masters should eat now. Masters did not eat well when Tinky is away. Masters look weak and how can they fight?" Tinky said sternly, setting plates before the boys.
"Tinker bell darling, I missed you," Sirius pouted at Tinky.
"Tinky missed masters too. But Tinky still will not give Master Sirius's fire whiskey bottles back. Tinky hid them," she glared at Sirius with her hands on her hips.
The room erupted into roars of laughter.
"Bad luck mate," James patted on Sirius's shoulder, laughing.
"Master Remus should eat first. Master can read the paper after the breakfast," she glared at Remus, making the paper disappear.
Remus put the paper aside and dug into his breakfast.
"Bossy little Tinky," James chuckled.
Mr and Mrs Potter were laughing so hard, their faces turned pink.
"Miss would like to have some bacon?"
"Oh no Tinky. I don't eat bacon. Thank you."
"Another person to join Moony's club," James said.
"What club?"
"Are you Jewish?"
"No," I chuckled. "I just don't eat bacon. So you're Jewish?" I asked Remus.
"Half Jewish," he smiled.
"How's your leg, son?" Mr. Potter asked Sirius.
"Brand new," he grinned.
"Were you in Dundee last night?" Mr. Potter asked James.
"No dad. Lily and I were in Diagon Alley."
"Remus and I were in Knocturn Alley," Peter added.
"What happened?" Sirius asked.
"A family missing in Dundee and a muggle born witch and her family was killed in Blyth," Lily walked in. "Good morning everyone."
"Missing... What are they going to do with them?" I asked.
"Depends on the person they targeted," Lily replied.
"They might torture the person for information or to join them," James added.
"In this case, the person works in Department of Magical Transportation," Mr. Potter.
"But, what would they want to do with a person from Transportation?" Peter asked.
"They were trying to track down the movements of few known Death Eaters," Sirius replied.
"It was supposed to be confidential," James frowned.
"But the ministry is infiltrated," Remus said calmly.
"No one knows who is on the right side," Sirius sighed.
Few moments passed in silence.
"But you guys can fix it," I said slowly looking at everyone.
"What?" James and Remus asked.
"You guys can sort of fix it. Like, you can track people down. Their movements and everything."
"I think it might have missed your brilliant mind that that's what the ministry and the Order have been doing for years," Sirius scoffed.
"I'm not talking about the Ministry and the Order. I'm talking about you guys. You four."
"Us?" The marauders asked in unison.
"Yes you. What's one of the greatest inventions of the Marauders?"
"Our pranks?"
"Black, I'm serious."
"I am Sirius too. Damn the hell! We have the same name!" He said mock hurt.
Everybody groaned.
"I don't know. I'm so excited that we have the same name and I badly wanna high five you hard on your face with a chair!"
Mr. Potter, Remus, Peter and Lily choked on their juice.
"Ouch!" James laughed.
Sirius was about to retort when Mrs. Potter cut him.
"Sirius, Kitty," she looked at us sternly and pursed her lips.
Sirius and I glared at each other.
"Back to business. We did many great things," James said.
"I'm talking about the rare piece of magic. I mean, your greatest possession."
They looked at each other.
"The map? The Marauders Map!" Remus exclaimed.
"Exactly!" I grinned at him.
"What map? The one you worked on for years?" Mr. Potter asked.
"And the one Filch confiscated in your seventh year?" Mrs. Potter smirked.
"You knew about the map too?" James asked awed.
"The map that asks people to solemnly swear that they are up to no good? Of course I do," I grinned.
"Wait. So, you mean to say, they should make the map of what? Britain?" Lily asked bewildered.
Silence filled the room.
"Did you know that the statistics on sanity are that one out of every six youngsters is suffering from a mental illness? I thought that was all niffler's crap before I saw you, " Sirius said deadpanned.
"There is no great genius without some touch of madness," I replied coolly.
"Aristotle," Mrs. Potter, Remus and Lily chimed in.
"No, really. Its not that easy to make a whole map of Britain," Peter said looking bewildered.
"Well, not exactly the whole map of Britain. The wizarding villages to be exact. That's where they are mostly attacking. And some other few places. I mean, come on! Do you have a better idea to track people? I gave you information. You know where they live! I know its really a hard job. But look on the bright side, things would be a lot better. Missing people, their meetings, hideouts...everything."
"Hideouts? Kitty, a hideout in a village full of people?" James raised his eyebrows.
"Deserted places. Forests and all. Hey, I donno. You guys know better. I just gave you an idea. I know, the whole map thing is a pain in the base. But still..."
"She's got a point," Mr. Potter shrugged.
"A school is easy. But an entire village," James ran his fingers through his hair.
"It will be complicated," Sirius frowned.
"We can get the maps of the villages and charm them," Remus said thoughtfully.
"But it'll be really hard to track people. There will be thousands," Peter said calmly.
"It'll be a mess," Sirius nodded.
"Why don't we talk to Dumbledore about this?" Lily asked.
"Yeah, we will talk to him tonight," James nodded. "Are you guys alright with this?" He asked the marauders.
"Of course!" They said in unison.
"Good. It's settled then. Eat. You are going to be late," Mrs. Potter smiled.
*Remus's POV *
"You look exhausted," I said to her.
"Haven't slept last night," she shrugged.
"So, what do you want to do today?" I asked her, walking into the living room after helping Mrs. Potter in the kitchen. The others left to work.
"Umm...get an idea on magic?" She shrugged. "In theory of course," she added hastily when I raised my eyebrows.
"Okay. Any favourite subject?"
"Defence against the Dark Arts of course!"
I smiled. "I'll get the books," I said and left the room.
I apparated to James's room and opened his large book shelf. There were hundreds of books, both muggle and magic. I took out our first year DADA, charms and transfiguration textbooks and apparated downstairs.
She was sitting on the carpet, by the fireplace talking to Mr and Mrs Potter animatedly.
"Strange. You don't remember any names? Only the memories?" Mr. Potter asked.
"Yeah. I still don't understand why. I've gone through my phone," she put her phone on the table before her. "All the names got replaced with numbers. Even my family's. Not even a nick name! It's weird...usually things are the other way. People lose memories..well...completely," she shrugged staring into the fire.
Mr and Mrs Potter looked at her concerned.
"Hey," I announced myself, breaking the silence.
"You brought the books!" She grinned.
"Yes. Charms, Transfiguration and Defence."
"I thought Dumbledore wanted to teach her magic?" Mrs Potter looked at me confused.
"Oh, its just the theory," I replied.
She took the book from me and ran her fingers over the hardcover, the spine of the book and looked back at me beaming.
*Lily's POV*
When I can back home in the evening I found Kitty, curled into a ball and sleeping near the fire place in the sitting room, with her blanket kicked aside, and Remus, fast asleep on the couch beside her, with a book in his hands. There were books all over the place.
"Miss Lily is home. Miss must be hungry. Tinky is baking cakes," Tinky came and took my cloak from me.
"Oh, that's so sweet of you Tinky. I'll be back in a minute. Is anyone else back home?"
"No miss."
"Where are Mr and Mrs Potter?"
"Master and Mistress are resting miss."
I looked at the large clock in the room. Which individually monitors the whereabouts of the family. In place of hours on the clock's face are a series of possible locations, including "home," "school", "work", "travelling", "lost", "hospital", "prison", "mortal peril", and a brightly highlighted "pranking", "detention", as well as more lighthearted activities like "time for tea", "time to polish brooms", " time to clean your room", "you're late".
The clock has golden hands, one for every member of the family. At first it has just four hands. For the Potters and Tinky. Then Sirius, Remus and Peter were added when the four boys became brothers, probably in our second year. And then I was added when we started dating. And now, there is another new hand added I haven't noticed before. For Kitty!
Right now James's, Sirius's and Peter's hands were pointing "work", and the rest were pointing towards "home".
"I'll go clean up and come. James and the others will be arriving soon," I told Tinky and apparated to my room, right next to James's, on the other end of the floor.
Actually, James and I were planning to move into a two bedroom flat in London, near to Sirius's. Sirius, Remus and Peter live in a flat which Sirius bought in our seventh year. But, when Kitty came here and told us about the future, James decided that we all should stay together and asked me to move into the Potter Manor. He talked to Mr and Mrs Potter and they were happy about it and I moved in two days ago. He wants to stay close to his parents and also wants us all safe. He wants the boys to move in too. The Manor has all kinds of protection with ancient and powerful wards. But Sirius and Remus are reluctant. They say it's not really a good idea to stay at the Manor. Remus is still not happy with what Peter did or in this case, would've done, if Kitty was never here. James still feels bad about it. He never talks to anyone about it. Not even me. But I can see the pain in his eyes whenever Peter is around him. Peter is still ashamed of himself and is being quiet more than usual. Friends and friendship mean a lot to James, Sirius and Remus. And its a major blow to James and Remus. Kitty did not want to tell Sirius about it. She said Sirius is not mature enough to handle it like a grown up. The boys agreed to it. They know she is right. Sirius would kill Peter. He'll kill the person who killed his best friend and his wife, and the person who sold them, brutally, in ways I can't even imagine. Once I've seen him curse Avery so bad, when he tried an illegal curse on James. Avery would be dead now, if Remus had not interfered to stop him then.
I sighed deeply when the hot water hit my bare back. I stood under the shower recalling every weird thing that happened to us.
Kitty. Strange and weird magic.
She is cool, sweet and even sarcastic.
My thoughts wandered to this morning's conversation.
I laughed out loud. The looks on Sirius's and her face were priceless. It was even more priceless when she emptied her glass of water on his face.
But she was right. If we made the map, it would be easy for us and the Order, especially on the missions.