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A family without a few pranksters or jokers must be incredibly boring. No one to brighten your day with a joke or funny story? No one to make life interesting by catching you off guard? I'd hate to be in a family like that. I've heard stories of my relatives, the Dursley's, and I don't think I could survive with them. Luckily, I don't have to, for I am the joker/ prankster in my family. Honestly, I do everyone a favour. If it weren't for me, we'd have such a boring life.

Well, maybe not. After all, we are Potters and Weasleys.

I'm James Potter, named after my grandad of course. Generally, people in my family don't usually trust me, but not in a bad way. I'm just too well known for my pranks. What would you expect; I'm related to not only the Marauders but also the Weasley Twins. You can't deny human nature. I'm not alone in this either, my cousins share my biological need for mischief.

Fredrick 'Fred' Weasley II is one half of the next generation Weasley Twins, his other half being Roxanne. He's the son of George Weasley, who was part of the original Weasley Twins. He joins me in all my pranks and is my partner-in-crime. Him and I are in the same year, Sixth Year, and are both Gryffindor's of course, so we wreak havoc wherever we go.

Roxanne Weasley, twin to Fred, joins us on our adventures. Usually, she doesn't really want to join us, but we force her to. She comes with us to make sure we don't get into any trouble, and to get us out of that trouble if we do get caught. She's smart, taking after her mother a lot. However, she does have a taste for mischief that often gets her into trouble too. (She is the daughter of George Weasley after all)

Louis Weasley is the final piece to our group. He's quite devious at times, getting away with things due to his eighth part Veela genetics. They're not as strong as his mother's, but that doesn't mean it isn't useful. He's saved us from trouble more times than I can count, just by batting his eyelids and smiling those pearly whites. He's all sweet and charming when he wants to be but is quite the opposite when you get to know him better. He's a year younger than the twins and I, but that doesn't stop us from making the best pranks ever. He's also a Slytherin, which is perfect when we want to infiltrate the dungeon common room to pull pranks on his less than friendly house mates.

The four of us always join together on pranks and general mischief making. We dedicated our lives to continuing the work of the original Marauders, who inspired our Uncles (and Dad) to start their work of mischief.

And this is the start of the weirdest few weeks of our lives.

…

Grandma and Grandad Weasley organise a family dinner every month. It's always a big event, but this month Charlie was coming back home for his week leave from work. This meant everyone's excitement level reached max, especially us kids, as we always get presents whenever Charlie is in town. Grimauld Place burst with life and laughter as we anxiously and patiently awaited the arrival of the second oldest Weasley child.

Oh, before I forget to mention it, there's this small detail called Scorpius Malfoy I have to address.

You see, Malfoy and my brother, Albus, became quite the good friends when they both landed themselves in Ravenclaw. And Grandma Weasley absolutely adores the sweet, polite boy that somehow is related to the absolute scum of the Malfoy Family.

Not everyone agreed to this budding friendship, but Scorpius is really nice, and so I guess we put up with him. Ron wasn't too happy when Rose started hanging out with him as well.

I bet he'll be furious when he finds out they're dating.

So, occasionally, Malfoy joins us in Weasley Family events, such as this one.

Our family is used to living in each other's pockets, how could you not when you have over ten cousins. We crammed into the living room, silently thanking Merlin that it at least held us all comfortably, and waited for Charlie. The anticipation rose with each second, especially in the younger kids; Lily, Hugo and Lucy.

However, there's not much to do when you're simply waiting for someone.

Bored, I tuned into the conversation that the adults were having.

"Where did you put it?" Mum asked, worried. That's weird, I thought. Mum's not usually known to be worried.

"I've kept it in the attic until I can look at it more closely." Dad replied. "I've told the kids to never go up there, so hopefully there won't be any chance for them to even see it, let alone be affected by it."

Mum crossed her arms and pursed her lips. "I want it out of the house as soon as possible, do you hear me Harry Potter? I don't want them interacting with some unknown and potentially dangerous object."

Dad smiled back at her, placing a caring arm on her shoulder. "Of course, darling."

My attention drifted to what could be in the attic. 'Unknown and potentially dangerous'? That's just my style. What would my parents not want us to know about? What had Dad found that could be of so much importance? I started constructing a plan in my head, a chance to sneak up to the attic to see what my parents had talked about.

Just as I was mulling over the unknown item, Lily bumped my shoulder. "Why so serious?" She asked, a cheeky grin on her face.

I smiled back at her. "Well, you should know that my middle name is Sirius."

She rolled her eyes. "Really Jamie, that's the best you could do?"

Lily was my younger sister. She was the only one who could ever get away with calling me Jamie. We were quite close, I would do anything for her, and she knew it.

"Whatever," I mumbled, acting offended. She knew I didn't mean it though and punched me in the gut. "Oi!" I yelled, though I laughed through it. "Are you excited about Uncle Charlie coming?"

"Of course!" She said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "He brings the best presents. Last time I got my very own golden snitch!" Lily was a serious quidditch fanatic. She took after mum in that department. However, her seeker skills came straight from our dad. Lily had the makings of an amazing seeker, truly one of the best I'd ever seen.

"You better be practising with it! I need you on the Gryffindor Quidditch team so we can win the house cup again!" She smiled brightly.

"What is this, a super-secret Potter meeting?" Al pushed through both of us to sit between us. "Did I somehow miss the memo?"

Lily smiled sweetly at him. "You didn't miss it silly, you weren't invited!"

Al gasped and placed a hand over his chest. "I am deeply offended. I thought I was your favourite brother!"

"Ha, you wish!" I smirked. "Obviously I am the favourite brother. Otherwise you would have been in this super-secret Potter meeting."

"Girls, girls," Lily said condescendingly, placing a hand on both of our shoulders. "You're both pretty! Stop fighting."

Out of the corner of my eye I could see mum and dad smiling at us, humoured by our antics. I looked back to my siblings. I would do anything for them. My mind took me back to a memory of when Lily was born.

"James, would you like to meet your sister?" I looked up at dad, eagerly nodding my head. I leaned over the crib, having to step on my toes to reach the barrier.

Laying on the small bed was an equally small baby. She had tuffs of red hair sticking up all over the place, and a dotting of freckles over her nose. Her eyes were closed, she was sleeping. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"Hello little Lily." I smiled down at her. "My name's Jamie, I'm your oldest brother!" The baby let out a small cry. "Oh, don't cry. As long as I'm around, nothing can hurt you."

Just as I was pulled from the memory, the door burst open, and Charlie walked through. "Hello family!" The family surrounded him, bringing him into a huge bear hug. "Alright, alright," he laughed, "No need to bring me to my grave just yet."

"It's good to see you Charlie." Grandma Weasley said, with a smile so wide I was surprised her mouth wasn't hurting.

George shouldered his older brother. "Yeah, I was wondering if you'd ever get away from all your dragon girlfriends."

"Ha ha," Charlie rolled his eyes. "Very funny George." He turned to us kids, bringing forward a huge sack. "Now who wants presents?"

…

"Now kids, I want you to be on your best behaviour okay? I don't want to hear from Teddy or Victoire that you've somehow flown yourselves all the way to Australia or something." Mum waved her hand around, a smile on her face as she thought about that situation. "However, it would be nice to finally have some piece and quiet in this house for once."

"Ha ha Mum." I deadpanned, a small smile on my face nonetheless. "Careful what you wish for, with our luck we could end up in the middle of Earth's core."

She nodded her head while rolling her eyes. "Sure James, just take care of your younger siblings okay?"

I laughed. "You'd think you were going away to Mars with how you're talking." For a moment I became serious. "Of course, I will."

She leaned down and gave me a peck on the cheek. She turned and did the same to Al and Lily. "See you a little later kids!" And then she was out the door. Dad gave us a quick nod before he too was out the door.

It wasn't often all the adults of the Weasley family got together without their kids, and so they took advantage of this opportunity and left their children in the care of Teddy and Victoire Lupin, (also unofficially with Molly Weasley II and Dominique). The couple was more than happy to take care of the rather rambunctious group of people that had been spawned from the disastrous combination of Weasleys, Potters and Malfoys (if you can't hear the sarcasm in that sentence, something's wrong with you).

It's not that we're particularly bad, it's just…

Yeah, we're bad.

So, as a favour to Teddy and Victoire, all us kids decided that we were going to be the best behaved we've ever been. Except for…

"So, what prank are we pulling tonight boys?" Roxanne asked as she jumped down on my bed, having just said goodbye to her father and mother as they too left with the Weasley siblings and co.

"Don't know yet," I answered, then look at her with a frown. "Get off my bed!" I shouted, shoving her to the ground and jumping onto the bed with a victorious grin.

However, my victory was short lived. I gasped as I too was pushed to the ground. Damnit, I forgot about Fred. "Hey, you can't push my sister around, that's my job!" He stood on my bed, ready to jump.

As I was laying on top of Roxanne, I couldn't escape before he did jump, landing right on top of the both of us. "Oh my gosh, Fred!" We both shouted as he laughed.

"I win!" He exclaimed as he leapt off us.

"Oh really?" We turned behind us to see a smirking Louis Weasley lounging on top of my bed. "Because I do believe that it is I who won."

We all laughed before settling ourselves down onto my bed.

"I repeat Roxanne's question, what prank are we pulling today?" Fred asked.

I smirked back at him. "Well, I'm not so sure about a prank, but how about the hunt for an unknown, possibly dangerous magical item that's hidden in the upstairs attic?"

Immediately, Roxanne had raised her eyebrows. "Dangerous magical item? I'm not so sure James. Also, didn't your dad say never to go up to the attic?"

I shrugged. Roxanne was the most responsible out of our little group, of course she would object to this. "It can't be too bad if its in the house, and that rule was imposed when we were tiny little kids. We are almost of age now, I'm sure that qualifies us to have a peek into the attic."

"I for one think it's a great idea!" Fred smiled enthusiastically. "But how are we going to pull it off?"

"Well…" I started. "The adults are gone out of the house, so we don't have to deal with them. The only people who would stop us are Teddy, Victoire, Molly and Dominique. Al, Rose and Scorpius might also hinder us, but not as much as the older ones. And although Lily would tattle on us, Hugo wouldn't, and Lucy would want to actually join us." I shrugged, "And anyway, no one even goes near the attic, we'll be able to sneak in and sneak out without a second glance thrown to us."

Roxanne pursed her lips. "I'm still not so sure."

Louis rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on Roxie, tonight's going to be boring if we don't do this. Have a little fun occasionally!"

She thought for a second. "Oh, alright! But if something bad happens I'm not taking the blame!"

…

"Quickly, quickly!" Roxanne hushed. The other three of us giggled as I lead them up the long staircase that leads to the attic. "Don't get us caught now."

"Come off it Roxanne," scoffed Fred. "Like James said, no one comes near here anyway."

I laughed, "Quite right, dear cousin of mine. No one will see us, trust me."

If only I had been right. If only I had seen the red head who was peeking around the corner. If only I had been more cautious.

This is where everything went to hell.

…

"Wow James check this out!" In Fred's hands was an old amulet, coloured red, purple and green. It glowed ominously as he twirled it between his fingers. "Do you think this is what Uncle Harry was talking about?"

I narrowed my eyes and frowned. "Maybe. I'm honestly not too sure." I looked down at what was in my own hands, an amulet that looked almost identical to the one Fred had. "Hey look at this!" I shouted. All three of my cousins crowded around me as I held the amulet up. "It looks just like the other one." We looked at both closely, realising they were in fact two halves of a whole.

Louis looked up, curiosity brimming in his eyes. "Do you think…?"

Fred and I looked to each other, hesitating before bringing both halves together, almost touching…

"Fred, Roxanne and Louis Weasley! James Potter! What do you think you are doing?" We all scampered back from the entrance to the attic as one furious Teddy Lupin emerged, his wife Victoire following along with Molly and Dominique.

"Hi Ted, my favourite cousin-in-law." I laughed nervously, hiding the amulet behind my back. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fred do the same to his half.

"Do you know how dangerous this is? Why do you think Harry told you never to go in here? It wasn't just some stupid rule, there is some serious dark magic in this room." Victoire put her hand on his shoulder, calming him slightly. He sighed. "Just, come back down before you get yourselves into any trouble."

Echoing through the room came a voice. "Hey, what's going on in here?" I winced as I heard the voice of my younger sister. She entered the room with Hugo and Lucy, who tagged along behind the two of them, scared of the room her Uncle had told her never to go into. "Wow, James you know you're not supposed to be in here." Lily said, her eyes wide.

I sighed. "I know Lily."

"Why is everyone huddled around the door?" I groaned as my brother came in with Rose and Scorpius. "James, you know you're not supposed to go into the attic."

I stared at him straight on. "Really? I didn't realise."

He frowned at my obvious use of sarcasm. "Then why did you come in here genius?"

"Does it matter?" Teddy almost all but shouted. "Everybody, everybody out now. I am not going to let something happen to you while you are under my care."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Oh, come on Teddy, what's the worse that could happen? Everyone knows that when my father first moved in here he made sure the house was perfectly safe."

"Um, guys?" Fred asked timidly, but we all ignored him.

Teddy scowled. "Yes, everything but the attic. There are centuries of dark magical artefacts in this room, he hasn't had time to scour through it all."

"Guys?" He asked a bit louder but was still ignored.

Victoire sighed. "Just, everyone, go back downstairs."

"Guys!" He shouted.

"What?" We shouted back

He pulled up his arm, the one with the amulet, and my arm followed. Confused, I looked to both the amulets, and to my horror, I saw that they were connected.

I tried to pull my half away, but they were glued shut together. I bit my lip as the two amulets started to glow a deep black, pulsating and growing each second.

"Everyone, get back!" Teddy shouted, his wand in his hand.

I shut my eyes as the black overtook my vision and covered all of us in darkness.

I felt a terrible feeling in my gut, as though it was being rearranged and torn apart all at the same time. The feeling grew stronger, the pain intensifying. Before I knew it, I was screaming, and joining me was a harmony of voices from my family. My hand felt like it was being burned, and I longed to pull it to my chest and cradle it, but it was stuck tight to the amulet. I cursed in my head. The air around me felt thin, as I was lifted into the air and then smacked down to the earth again.

I groaned as I pushed myself off the floor, only to gasp as my hand radiated pain. I pulled it close to me, taking a good look at it. It was red and raw, as if I had stuck it onto a stove top, but other than that it was fine.

Looking around, I saw my family lying on the ground of the attic also. They all also groaned as they sat up, Fred wincing as his own hand was also red from holding onto the amulet. The attic felt a lot smaller than before, and I realised with a start that many other items had suddenly appeared where they weren't before. The dread in my stomach grew.

"Jamie, are you okay?" A hesitant voice broke through the silence, calling me out of my thoughts. I turned my head to look at my sister, her worried face staring straight into mine. Her eyes widened. "You're crying Jamie."

I lifted my good hand to my face and noticed that yes, I was in fact, crying. Tears were steadily dripping down my face onto my shirt. Lily reached her hand out, stopping just short of my face before continuing and brushing a tear away. "What's wrong?"

My voice got stuck in my throat, a choking sound making its way up instead. "H-hurts." I lifted my hand to show her. She gasped as she caught sight of it.

"Jamie, we need to get you healed right away!" She frantically looked around the room.

I grabbed her arm to settle her. "Fred's hurt as well." She whirled around to see Roxanne looking at Fred's own hand, blistering and burning the same as mine.

Lily started breathing heavier. "Jamie, I don't know what's happening, I don't know where we are."

"Hey, hey, hey. No need to panic." That was Teddy, his voice calming her down instantly. That's right, Teddy! He'll know what to do.

He made his way over to Fred and me, silently asking us to show him our hands. We did, not wanting to make this situation any worse. He waved over Victoire, who kneeled beside him and gingerly took our hands into her own. We winced as she made contact, willing ourselves not to cry out. "Sorry boys." She whispered, as she turned our hands over. Everyone else was silent as she continued her evaluation. "They just look like they've been burnt. Nothing too serious. We'll need to get some salve on them soon to ease the pain, and hopefully heal the skin." She then stood up and turned to Teddy. "Do you know where we are?"

He bit his lip, turning around and looking over every inch of the place. "It looks exactly like the attic of Grimauld Place, just dirtier and with more clutter." He took out his wand and moved to the attic entrance. Opening it, he must have not seen anything suspicious as he waved at us to follow him.

Al helped me stand up, looking at me with worried green eyes. "Do you know what's happening?" He whispered to me gently.

"No idea," I shook my head, cradling my hand closer to my body. It didn't hurt as much anymore, just a stinging pain now.

Lily buried her head into my side, and I could feel her anxious breaths against my clothes. "I'm scared Jamie."

I gulped. "It's going to be okay."

We followed Teddy out the door of the attic.

Hi!

Thank you for tuning in to read this story, it's actually been in the works for six years now! I've rewritten and rewritten so many times so I hope you enjoy this final project!

Here are the ages of the characters (please note that the ages are correct to their year at Hogwarts. For example, James is in Sixth Year with Fred and Roxanne even though he's almost a full year older than them because he was born after September 2003 and there were born before September 2004).

Teddy Lupin: 22
Victoire Lupin: 20
Molly Weasley:18 (turning 19)
Dominque: 18
James Potter: 16 (turning 17) Sixth Year
Fred and Roxanne Weasley: 15 (turning 16) Sixth Year
Louis Weasley: 15 (turning 16) Fifth Year
Scorpius Weasley: 15 (turning 16) Fifth Year
Rose Weasley: 15 Fifth Year
Albus Potter: 15 Fifth Year
Lily Potter: 13 Third Year
Hugo Weasley: 13 Third Year
Lucy Weasley: 11 (turning 12) First Year