a/n: YES!!! I updated, finally! Sooo sorry that took so long. The fact is
it that I didn't write the previous chapters like I wanted to write them,
and that made it kind of hard to write this chapter. I sooo wanted to go
and change it, but I didn't so y'all wouldn't have to reread it… Anyway,
once again, I'm sooo sorry I took so long! There were also other factors…
*cough*homework*cough*
I'm changing 2 things, though. Well, adding two things. First of all, after Snape loses his memory and becomes a teenager (that is, after Remus's potion wears off, Snape givss Remus a detention for it… we all know how sour that git is… (sorry Snape-likers, no offence is intended). Second, Remus Lupin is the DADA professor again. Sorry, I know that that doesn't go with what has been in the previous chapter (aboui him coming ot Hogwarts with Sirius), but… take it that he had to go on a, say, week-long errand for Dumbledore and he just got back. They had a temporary substitute for that week, so the marauders haven't had him for class yet. Ok, now that that's cleared up…
a/n #2: Reviewers! THANK YOU! Thank you to: vmr, Caliko, summersun, AniMourner, Princess Prank, Madelaine, mel, Immia, Alana Granger, Mayleesa, Cheyenne, Angie, Spike's Girl, somegirl, Crazywish, Princess 39391112 (you put me on your favs? WOW! Thanks!), and Inspiration! You guys are GREAT!
a/n #3: So that it doesn't get confusing… In the scenes where two of the same person is there (a person from the past and the person from the present), this is how I distinguish them (in dialogue, other characters ccall them whatever they want, but these names are for the narration):
Older Remus Lupin: Professor Lupin
Younger Remus Lupin: Remus
Older Sirius Black:: Sirius
Younger Sirius Black: Padfoot
Remember that the disclaimer at the first chapter applies to all the chapters! I don't own it… I don't own it… Ok, on with the story:
1 When Old Times Meet New
1.1 Ch. 4- Snape's Demand
"What was that, Wormtail?"
"I- I said th-that I saw James Potter at Hogwarts, M-My Lord," Wormtail whispered, kneeling at the hem of Voldemort's sinuous robe. The dark lord peered down over the ever-trembling man.
"And this is true, Wormtail?" The little man nodded vigorously. "I do not know whether to trust you or not with such potentially valuable information."
"Master, My Lord!" Wormtail cried. "I would never, I am always loyal to you- "
Voldemort cut him off with a high laugh. "Loyalty? Ha! I do not question your loyalty as much as I question that brain between your ears." He stood up and paced the stone floor. "Bring me proof," said Voldemort after a few seconds, "Bring me proof, and you shall be rewarded greatly for this information.
"Thank you, oh thank you, my lord," muttered Wormtail, falling to his knees and kissing the dark lord's hem. Voldemort smirked, and Wortail disapparated away with a small pop.
~*~*~*~
Although the Friday morning at Hogwarts was bathed in golden October sunlight, Harry, Ron and Hermione were not looking forward to enjoying the weather, visiting Hagrid, practicing Quidditch or the other activities that they usually engaged in during their free time on Friday afternoons. Instead, when the time came, they, Remus and James recommenced their search for Sirius. He had not shown up on the Mauraders Map- "But," James argued, "He does know the charm to make oneself invisible on it."
Harry had received a note to bring James, Sirius and Remus to meet their older selves (minus James) if they wanted to, but they didn't have the heart to go without Sirius. Even so, after a long hour or two of searching, they resignedly tramped up to Dumbledore's office without him.
Ironically, when they came panting up to the headmaster's office, not only were the older Sirius and Remus there, but also the younger one too.
"Sirius!" James exclaimed. Where have you been?"
Padfoot, who had started goggling at Harry (more specifically, his scar), started to answer, but was interrupted by Sirius running across the room and picking up James in a big, bone-crushing hug.
"Prongs! You have no idea how much we've missed you…"
"Urg… Padfoot, you're choking me," James managed to say " I guess I have been dead for a long time."
Now Dumbledore spoke up. "Sirius, I know that you are very excited to meet James again, but I must ask that you remain calm." Sirius reluctantly let go of "him and returned to his seat, pulling James in between him and Professor Lupin. "James, Remus, have you been informed of what has happened?"
"Only partway, I think, Professor," Answered Remus.
"Then you'll understand why you can't see James?"
"Of- of course, professor," James stuttered. It looked like he was only just now getting used to the fact that he had died fourteen years ago.
"Well, if Sirius had been given a life sentence to Azkaban, why is he here now?" Wondered Remus. "Not that I want you to be in there." He shuddered at the thought of the Dementors of Azkaban.
"I escaped!" Padfoot replied. "Somehow, I escaped! First person to, also…"
"Wow, Sirius, always knew you were special!" James said happily. He thought for a second, and his demeanor changed visibly. "But you had to go there… How long?"
"Twelve years," said Sirius solemnly. "Don't remind me." He rolled his eyes slightly.
"Oh, sorry-"
"It's OK," Sirius said.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "We've already told Sirius about the events since Lily and James were killed. Would you all prefer to hear it now?" He asked.
"Sure," said Remus.
Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak, but at that moment the great oaken doors pushed open to reveal Snape, looking as sour as ever.
"Why, Severus, what a pleasant surprise!" Dumbledore said. (Ron snorted at the word pleasant.) "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Snape looked around the office at the troup assembled there, a slight sneer playing on his face. "I'm so sorry to interrupt this….meeting," he said vindictively. "I was looking for Potter, Weasley, Granger, Potter, and Lupin. Their detentions started seven and a half minutes ago."
The conversation came to an uneasy pause, as most turned their heads to Remus.
"Er, professor, I think only Remus had a detention," said Hermione after a couple seconds.
Snape was now sneering quite a bit. "I told you, Miss Granger, I would need five for the task. You will come unless you want Lupin to stay five times as long."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Marauders looked at each other, and then to Dumbledore, who said, "My mistake, Severus, I invited them up right now. I suppose my old age is getting to me, if I didn't remember to check the book!" Dumbledore laughed heartily. "Can it wait a while? We are in the middle of a discussion…"
"No, Professor. It's the… you-know-what potion," said Snape, taking an oily sidelong glance at Professor Lupin.
Dumbledore furrowed his brow. "You're having students do that, Severus? That's a very dangerous potion."
"On the contary, it is simple to preform with five. But I need to go soon. Urgent" Snape snapped, his left arm quivering slightly. "I must go."
"Áh! Your mission, I presume?"
"Yes, Professor."
Dumbledore's eyes glimmered with their tacit agreement. "Well then, that is urgent! Yes, you five should go with Severus. We can talk later," he said hurriedly. "Remus, Sirius, do excuse them."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, James, and Remus all looked at each other, and then to Snape. He was obviously waiting for them, so they silently got up and followed him down the spiraling stairs, Padfoot, following them as a dog.. As they made their way to the dungeons, they fell behind about fifteen feet and started to whisper ampongst themselves.
"What does he think he's playing at, giving spur-of the moment detentions?" Ron whispered angrily.
"And that 'task,' the 'you-know-what' potion, sounds a bit dangerous to me," said James. "We need to start planning another prank for him, right away."
"I don't know, he might not hold to that," replied Remus. "I certainly don't want the humiliation of another detention with our arch-rival."
When they finally got to the his office in the dungeons, Snape unlocked the door and led them in.
"What's that dog doing here? It is NOT coming in. Period." Snape shut the door behind Sirius, leaving the others feeling quite dejected. He rummaged around some books, and pulled out "Transforming Potions of a Particularily Advanced Nature" and "Moste Potente Potions."
"Now, then. Tonight you will be brewing the Wolfsbane potion-"
"Hermione let out a muffled cry. "But, Professor, that's a really advanced potion! Beyond 7th year!"
"Silence! I did not ask you to give a commentary on it, Miss Granger. I'm sure that you and Lupin, Being the insufferable know-it-alls that you are, will find it perfectly fine to brew with five people. As I was saying, before you interrupted me- oh yes, and that's ten points from Gryffindor- the potion is found her on page 48 of this book and page 76 of this one. Here are the ingredients…" he handed them a multitude of jars full of odd ingredients- "And the rest are in the student stores. Brew it in the classroom, and, while you are waiting for it to simmer, clean the classroom while you're at it. I need to go right now, so do notget into any trouble while I'm gone." He started to gather up some things of his.
"Wolfsbane? I've never heard of that," said James.
Snape spun around abruptly. "Of course you haven't, Potter! It was discovered only recently. It enables werewolves to transform and keep their minds at the same time."
Remus suddenly got rather interested in the potion. "Wow… this is some potion… Will we have any extra?"
Snape, who was halfway out the door, siad impatiently, "No. Make two batches if you want, but mind that you use it corretly. When I come back I want to see everything to be in order!" With that he marched out the door.
"Whew, Snape's getting touch these days," James commented. "Wonder where he's off to."
"Death Eater meeting. He's a spy," Harry said shortly.
James looked at him wide-eyed. "A death-eater spy? I'd expect him to be more just a plain death eater."
"He was until he turned sides and started working for Dumbledore. I suppose he really is on the light side if Dumbledore trusts him."
The conversation carried on as they set up an empty cauldron in the Potions classroom and got out all the ingredients they'd need.
"I don't know how Snape is expecting us to make this," Hermione said ruefully. "It's quite advanced, you know. If any old wizard could make it, then Snape wouldn't be making it regularily for Professor Lupin."
"Professor Lupin?" Said a new voice near the door of the classroom. "Moony, you've broken the Marauder Laws!" They turned to see Sirius standing at the doorway. :Sorry, I didn't really want to stay out there the whole time."
"I'm a professor right now?" Asked Remus curiously.
"Yes. You were in our third year, too, but you resigned after you…er, forgot to take this potion one night. Now, Dumbledore just can't find anyone else to take the job. They say it's jinxed."
"Oh," he said shortly.
"So what're y'all making?"
"Oh, Padfoot, listen to this! There's this potion, see, it's called Wolfsbane, and it lets werewolves keep their mind when they transform! That's what we're making right now." Remus held up one of the books to Sirius, who looked at it wide-eyed.
"Oh, wow… WE could really have some fun with this! Think of it, you could actually remember where we go each month, we wouldn't have to tell you everything!" He glanced down the recipe. "Oh… but this is really hard… Look, simmer for 2 hours while constantly stirring softly. Add one slice of cooked bezoar every 3 minutes and 42 seconds."
"See what I mean? It takes stanima, prescision… right up Snape's alley, if you ask me," Hermione said.
"Did you just complement Snape, Herimione?" Harry looked up from measuring powdered bicorn horn.
"No, not at all, I was just remembering his little speech the first day of our first year," she replied. "He called it, 'The subtle science of liquids creeping through the body.'" (a/n: is that what Snape said? I don't have the first book, that was for memory…)
"Sorry, but I don't have a memory that can recall word-for-word conversations from five years ago," Harry said.
"It wasn't a conversation, it was that speech of his…"
"Whatever."
Around halfway through the potion (and about an hour and a half later), the dungeon's door opened to reveal Professor Lupin.
"Are you guys really making the Wolfsbane potion? Without supervision?" He asked, wide-eyed. "Heavens, what was he thinking? Here, I'll help you with that…" Professor Lupin took the knife that James was holding and started to chop his centipedes. "Go and help them with skinning the shrivelfig, the more the better with that…"
"Have you made this potion before, Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, Snape has… well, kind of dragged me into help him when he was particularily tired. That isn't often, but it's time-consuming enough that I can remember it pretty well- I bet Snape has it down by heart."
The group went conversation went along similary till the potion was finished, and became a steaming, foul-smelling green paste. It was doable enough, especially with seven to do the job, although it took the good part of three hours. Professor Lupin helped straighten the dungeon with magic, and made sure the ingredients were put away and the potion in order for when Snape returned.
After saying good-bye to Professor Lupin, Harry, Ron, Hermione and the Marauders (Sirius as a dog) made their way back to the Gryffindor Tower.
"That was just too weird," Remus commented.
"What was too weird?" asked Harry.
"Standing ther in front of me. An older me. I mean, it's just weird…"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. In our third year we we had to use a time- turner to do some things- I saw myself, it was really strange," Harry replied.
"Your forgetting that I had to use the time turner all year! And go around seeing myself in the halls all the time," Hermione said.
"You used a time turner all year? What for?" James asked.
Ron rolled his eyes. "She was taking three extra classes. But it looks like do-it-all Hermione finally realized she can't do everything…" He closed his mouth as Hermione shot him a glare. Besides, they had arrived at the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Prima Donna," Harry told her. (a/n: Sorry! Couldn't think of anything, and that sounded like something the fat lady would think up!)
The portrait swung open and the group climbed through the portrait hole.
"I vote we finish those History of Magic essays," James said as he crashed down into an armchair.
"History of magic? I've already finished that," Remus and Hermione said simultaneously.The others, especially Ron and Sirius (who had transformed), snickered.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm doing it. Why do we have to learn about stuff that's not even happened yet, anyway?"
"You mean, stuff that hasn't happened yet in our time," Remus correcting, sitting down next to James and taking his textbook, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts,
"Reading ahead again, are you?" Sirius said, walking over next him. "Oh well, you were always that type." He rolled his eyes and pulled out another textbook.
Remus flipped to the next section in the book, the one that they would be reading the next day- "The Fall of the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, on October 31, 1981.
Hmmm, he thought, reading the title, this should be an uplifting part. He glanced up, seeing nothing unusual except a slightly familiar rat twitching his nose in the air. However, he just shrugged and continued to read.
~*~*~*~
Ok, hope you liked it! 17 pages… whew. Hope it makes up for the long wait! The next one'll be out no later than next week… I hope…Anyway, r/r!
I'm changing 2 things, though. Well, adding two things. First of all, after Snape loses his memory and becomes a teenager (that is, after Remus's potion wears off, Snape givss Remus a detention for it… we all know how sour that git is… (sorry Snape-likers, no offence is intended). Second, Remus Lupin is the DADA professor again. Sorry, I know that that doesn't go with what has been in the previous chapter (aboui him coming ot Hogwarts with Sirius), but… take it that he had to go on a, say, week-long errand for Dumbledore and he just got back. They had a temporary substitute for that week, so the marauders haven't had him for class yet. Ok, now that that's cleared up…
a/n #2: Reviewers! THANK YOU! Thank you to: vmr, Caliko, summersun, AniMourner, Princess Prank, Madelaine, mel, Immia, Alana Granger, Mayleesa, Cheyenne, Angie, Spike's Girl, somegirl, Crazywish, Princess 39391112 (you put me on your favs? WOW! Thanks!), and Inspiration! You guys are GREAT!
a/n #3: So that it doesn't get confusing… In the scenes where two of the same person is there (a person from the past and the person from the present), this is how I distinguish them (in dialogue, other characters ccall them whatever they want, but these names are for the narration):
Older Remus Lupin: Professor Lupin
Younger Remus Lupin: Remus
Older Sirius Black:: Sirius
Younger Sirius Black: Padfoot
Remember that the disclaimer at the first chapter applies to all the chapters! I don't own it… I don't own it… Ok, on with the story:
1 When Old Times Meet New
1.1 Ch. 4- Snape's Demand
"What was that, Wormtail?"
"I- I said th-that I saw James Potter at Hogwarts, M-My Lord," Wormtail whispered, kneeling at the hem of Voldemort's sinuous robe. The dark lord peered down over the ever-trembling man.
"And this is true, Wormtail?" The little man nodded vigorously. "I do not know whether to trust you or not with such potentially valuable information."
"Master, My Lord!" Wormtail cried. "I would never, I am always loyal to you- "
Voldemort cut him off with a high laugh. "Loyalty? Ha! I do not question your loyalty as much as I question that brain between your ears." He stood up and paced the stone floor. "Bring me proof," said Voldemort after a few seconds, "Bring me proof, and you shall be rewarded greatly for this information.
"Thank you, oh thank you, my lord," muttered Wormtail, falling to his knees and kissing the dark lord's hem. Voldemort smirked, and Wortail disapparated away with a small pop.
~*~*~*~
Although the Friday morning at Hogwarts was bathed in golden October sunlight, Harry, Ron and Hermione were not looking forward to enjoying the weather, visiting Hagrid, practicing Quidditch or the other activities that they usually engaged in during their free time on Friday afternoons. Instead, when the time came, they, Remus and James recommenced their search for Sirius. He had not shown up on the Mauraders Map- "But," James argued, "He does know the charm to make oneself invisible on it."
Harry had received a note to bring James, Sirius and Remus to meet their older selves (minus James) if they wanted to, but they didn't have the heart to go without Sirius. Even so, after a long hour or two of searching, they resignedly tramped up to Dumbledore's office without him.
Ironically, when they came panting up to the headmaster's office, not only were the older Sirius and Remus there, but also the younger one too.
"Sirius!" James exclaimed. Where have you been?"
Padfoot, who had started goggling at Harry (more specifically, his scar), started to answer, but was interrupted by Sirius running across the room and picking up James in a big, bone-crushing hug.
"Prongs! You have no idea how much we've missed you…"
"Urg… Padfoot, you're choking me," James managed to say " I guess I have been dead for a long time."
Now Dumbledore spoke up. "Sirius, I know that you are very excited to meet James again, but I must ask that you remain calm." Sirius reluctantly let go of "him and returned to his seat, pulling James in between him and Professor Lupin. "James, Remus, have you been informed of what has happened?"
"Only partway, I think, Professor," Answered Remus.
"Then you'll understand why you can't see James?"
"Of- of course, professor," James stuttered. It looked like he was only just now getting used to the fact that he had died fourteen years ago.
"Well, if Sirius had been given a life sentence to Azkaban, why is he here now?" Wondered Remus. "Not that I want you to be in there." He shuddered at the thought of the Dementors of Azkaban.
"I escaped!" Padfoot replied. "Somehow, I escaped! First person to, also…"
"Wow, Sirius, always knew you were special!" James said happily. He thought for a second, and his demeanor changed visibly. "But you had to go there… How long?"
"Twelve years," said Sirius solemnly. "Don't remind me." He rolled his eyes slightly.
"Oh, sorry-"
"It's OK," Sirius said.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "We've already told Sirius about the events since Lily and James were killed. Would you all prefer to hear it now?" He asked.
"Sure," said Remus.
Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak, but at that moment the great oaken doors pushed open to reveal Snape, looking as sour as ever.
"Why, Severus, what a pleasant surprise!" Dumbledore said. (Ron snorted at the word pleasant.) "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Snape looked around the office at the troup assembled there, a slight sneer playing on his face. "I'm so sorry to interrupt this….meeting," he said vindictively. "I was looking for Potter, Weasley, Granger, Potter, and Lupin. Their detentions started seven and a half minutes ago."
The conversation came to an uneasy pause, as most turned their heads to Remus.
"Er, professor, I think only Remus had a detention," said Hermione after a couple seconds.
Snape was now sneering quite a bit. "I told you, Miss Granger, I would need five for the task. You will come unless you want Lupin to stay five times as long."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the Marauders looked at each other, and then to Dumbledore, who said, "My mistake, Severus, I invited them up right now. I suppose my old age is getting to me, if I didn't remember to check the book!" Dumbledore laughed heartily. "Can it wait a while? We are in the middle of a discussion…"
"No, Professor. It's the… you-know-what potion," said Snape, taking an oily sidelong glance at Professor Lupin.
Dumbledore furrowed his brow. "You're having students do that, Severus? That's a very dangerous potion."
"On the contary, it is simple to preform with five. But I need to go soon. Urgent" Snape snapped, his left arm quivering slightly. "I must go."
"Áh! Your mission, I presume?"
"Yes, Professor."
Dumbledore's eyes glimmered with their tacit agreement. "Well then, that is urgent! Yes, you five should go with Severus. We can talk later," he said hurriedly. "Remus, Sirius, do excuse them."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, James, and Remus all looked at each other, and then to Snape. He was obviously waiting for them, so they silently got up and followed him down the spiraling stairs, Padfoot, following them as a dog.. As they made their way to the dungeons, they fell behind about fifteen feet and started to whisper ampongst themselves.
"What does he think he's playing at, giving spur-of the moment detentions?" Ron whispered angrily.
"And that 'task,' the 'you-know-what' potion, sounds a bit dangerous to me," said James. "We need to start planning another prank for him, right away."
"I don't know, he might not hold to that," replied Remus. "I certainly don't want the humiliation of another detention with our arch-rival."
When they finally got to the his office in the dungeons, Snape unlocked the door and led them in.
"What's that dog doing here? It is NOT coming in. Period." Snape shut the door behind Sirius, leaving the others feeling quite dejected. He rummaged around some books, and pulled out "Transforming Potions of a Particularily Advanced Nature" and "Moste Potente Potions."
"Now, then. Tonight you will be brewing the Wolfsbane potion-"
"Hermione let out a muffled cry. "But, Professor, that's a really advanced potion! Beyond 7th year!"
"Silence! I did not ask you to give a commentary on it, Miss Granger. I'm sure that you and Lupin, Being the insufferable know-it-alls that you are, will find it perfectly fine to brew with five people. As I was saying, before you interrupted me- oh yes, and that's ten points from Gryffindor- the potion is found her on page 48 of this book and page 76 of this one. Here are the ingredients…" he handed them a multitude of jars full of odd ingredients- "And the rest are in the student stores. Brew it in the classroom, and, while you are waiting for it to simmer, clean the classroom while you're at it. I need to go right now, so do notget into any trouble while I'm gone." He started to gather up some things of his.
"Wolfsbane? I've never heard of that," said James.
Snape spun around abruptly. "Of course you haven't, Potter! It was discovered only recently. It enables werewolves to transform and keep their minds at the same time."
Remus suddenly got rather interested in the potion. "Wow… this is some potion… Will we have any extra?"
Snape, who was halfway out the door, siad impatiently, "No. Make two batches if you want, but mind that you use it corretly. When I come back I want to see everything to be in order!" With that he marched out the door.
"Whew, Snape's getting touch these days," James commented. "Wonder where he's off to."
"Death Eater meeting. He's a spy," Harry said shortly.
James looked at him wide-eyed. "A death-eater spy? I'd expect him to be more just a plain death eater."
"He was until he turned sides and started working for Dumbledore. I suppose he really is on the light side if Dumbledore trusts him."
The conversation carried on as they set up an empty cauldron in the Potions classroom and got out all the ingredients they'd need.
"I don't know how Snape is expecting us to make this," Hermione said ruefully. "It's quite advanced, you know. If any old wizard could make it, then Snape wouldn't be making it regularily for Professor Lupin."
"Professor Lupin?" Said a new voice near the door of the classroom. "Moony, you've broken the Marauder Laws!" They turned to see Sirius standing at the doorway. :Sorry, I didn't really want to stay out there the whole time."
"I'm a professor right now?" Asked Remus curiously.
"Yes. You were in our third year, too, but you resigned after you…er, forgot to take this potion one night. Now, Dumbledore just can't find anyone else to take the job. They say it's jinxed."
"Oh," he said shortly.
"So what're y'all making?"
"Oh, Padfoot, listen to this! There's this potion, see, it's called Wolfsbane, and it lets werewolves keep their mind when they transform! That's what we're making right now." Remus held up one of the books to Sirius, who looked at it wide-eyed.
"Oh, wow… WE could really have some fun with this! Think of it, you could actually remember where we go each month, we wouldn't have to tell you everything!" He glanced down the recipe. "Oh… but this is really hard… Look, simmer for 2 hours while constantly stirring softly. Add one slice of cooked bezoar every 3 minutes and 42 seconds."
"See what I mean? It takes stanima, prescision… right up Snape's alley, if you ask me," Hermione said.
"Did you just complement Snape, Herimione?" Harry looked up from measuring powdered bicorn horn.
"No, not at all, I was just remembering his little speech the first day of our first year," she replied. "He called it, 'The subtle science of liquids creeping through the body.'" (a/n: is that what Snape said? I don't have the first book, that was for memory…)
"Sorry, but I don't have a memory that can recall word-for-word conversations from five years ago," Harry said.
"It wasn't a conversation, it was that speech of his…"
"Whatever."
Around halfway through the potion (and about an hour and a half later), the dungeon's door opened to reveal Professor Lupin.
"Are you guys really making the Wolfsbane potion? Without supervision?" He asked, wide-eyed. "Heavens, what was he thinking? Here, I'll help you with that…" Professor Lupin took the knife that James was holding and started to chop his centipedes. "Go and help them with skinning the shrivelfig, the more the better with that…"
"Have you made this potion before, Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, Snape has… well, kind of dragged me into help him when he was particularily tired. That isn't often, but it's time-consuming enough that I can remember it pretty well- I bet Snape has it down by heart."
The group went conversation went along similary till the potion was finished, and became a steaming, foul-smelling green paste. It was doable enough, especially with seven to do the job, although it took the good part of three hours. Professor Lupin helped straighten the dungeon with magic, and made sure the ingredients were put away and the potion in order for when Snape returned.
After saying good-bye to Professor Lupin, Harry, Ron, Hermione and the Marauders (Sirius as a dog) made their way back to the Gryffindor Tower.
"That was just too weird," Remus commented.
"What was too weird?" asked Harry.
"Standing ther in front of me. An older me. I mean, it's just weird…"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. In our third year we we had to use a time- turner to do some things- I saw myself, it was really strange," Harry replied.
"Your forgetting that I had to use the time turner all year! And go around seeing myself in the halls all the time," Hermione said.
"You used a time turner all year? What for?" James asked.
Ron rolled his eyes. "She was taking three extra classes. But it looks like do-it-all Hermione finally realized she can't do everything…" He closed his mouth as Hermione shot him a glare. Besides, they had arrived at the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Prima Donna," Harry told her. (a/n: Sorry! Couldn't think of anything, and that sounded like something the fat lady would think up!)
The portrait swung open and the group climbed through the portrait hole.
"I vote we finish those History of Magic essays," James said as he crashed down into an armchair.
"History of magic? I've already finished that," Remus and Hermione said simultaneously.The others, especially Ron and Sirius (who had transformed), snickered.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm doing it. Why do we have to learn about stuff that's not even happened yet, anyway?"
"You mean, stuff that hasn't happened yet in our time," Remus correcting, sitting down next to James and taking his textbook, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts,
"Reading ahead again, are you?" Sirius said, walking over next him. "Oh well, you were always that type." He rolled his eyes and pulled out another textbook.
Remus flipped to the next section in the book, the one that they would be reading the next day- "The Fall of the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, on October 31, 1981.
Hmmm, he thought, reading the title, this should be an uplifting part. He glanced up, seeing nothing unusual except a slightly familiar rat twitching his nose in the air. However, he just shrugged and continued to read.
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Ok, hope you liked it! 17 pages… whew. Hope it makes up for the long wait! The next one'll be out no later than next week… I hope…Anyway, r/r!