Chapter 13 Of Marauder Meetings and Singing Contests Meagan pulled the cloak tight around her as she scurried through to a large warehouse. Looking around to see if no one was watching, she knocked on the large door. A little window, about eyelevel to her, opened and she saw a pair of eyes. "Password?" the eyes asked in a gruff and scratchy voice. Meagan looked around again, as did the eyes. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." Meagan said firmly. The large door opened and Meagan was emitted into the warehouse. There she saw a man wrapped in a brown cloak. He beckoned to her and led her down a long passageway. Down dark corridors, through secret passageways, through invisible walls they went, walking deeper and deeper into the ground. They stopped at a door with light coming through the cracks. Hardy laughter was audible, accompanied by the clinking of glasses touching. The man threw the door opened and none other than Remus Lupin and James Potter looked at them. The man lowered his hood and Sirius beamed at them, having a bad case hood-hair. "I can't believe you let Sirius the Stupid have door duty," Meagan said as she lowered her cloak and sat herself down next to Lupin. Lupin barley glanced at her and said, "You're getting fat." Meagan rolled her eyes from the looks she was getting. "Well, truth be told, I gotta tell you guys something." All three heads leaned in, eagerly awaiting the news. "I'm pregnant again." Sirius, of course, knew this. But, being the men they are, James and Lupin screamed and fainted. Meagan raised her sparking fingers. Sirius dove out of the room and slammed the door shut. He watched blazes of light flicker from the cracks in the door and hear his two friends howling. Sirius would never know what happened in that room. from the horrors with in. He walked into the room and saw, to his great amusement, that Lupin and James were both smoking from the zaps they had received. He was also pleased to observe that James's hair was sticking up vertically, as was Lupin's. "Well!" James said, coughing and a puff of smoke escaping his lips, "That felt nice!" Sirius laughed at that. Meagan spun around on the spinning chair she was in and took a sip of Butterbeer. "I wonder if all men faint like that." she wondered aloud to herself. Just then, echoing through the warehouse came a shout of, "SIRIUS FITZGERALD BLACK!" All four Marauders looked up and around, shocked. "I thought you made it impossible for anyone to find us!" James said, pulling out his graying hair. "We're smarter than you think!" Meagan said. "Wha?" Sirius asked. "Women. Men think so little of us. We're much more smarter than you think!" she said, her eyebrows raised. Meagan held her fist out and the rest of the Marauders put their hands on hers. "Mischief managed." They whispered. Sirius pulled his cloak up and ran out the door. Meagan waved cheerily at them, grabbed James by the arm, and disappeared, leaving Lupin to stand there, bewildered and befuddled. ~*~ "Did you do it?" Fred asked hoarsely. Crystal nodded, afraid that if she opened her mouth, she'd burst into fits of hysterical laughter. They looked over at the Slytherin table and stated to shake with suppressed gales of laughter. Brain's lips were hidden inside his mouth from holding back laughter. Every time George glanced at him, he'd have to duck under the table so no one would see him laughing. They all watched Felicity bite into a cupcake. As she was chewing it, she opened her eyes, surprised. Then, in a resounding voice that echoed around the hall, she said, "Where's the cream filling?" The only reason it echoed across the hall was because Fred had flicked the 'on' switch up that connected to a microphone hidden in the Slytherin table in front of Felicity. Everyone stopped eating for a moment, almost as shocked as Felicity, and burst into laughter. Even Blick was laughing! But the ones who were laughing the hardest, of course, were the four who had set it all up: the Modern-Day Marauders. Felicity got up, her cheeks bright red, and swooped over to the Gryffindor table. She stood in front of Brian, who was clutching his stomach and gasping for breath. "You did this," she said, her eyes narrowed and glinting gold, "You and your jackass friends." Fred chose this particular moment to throw the microphone control switch thing under the Slytherin table. right under Blick. She heard the clatter of metal against stone and looked to where the switch was. Her shoulders tensed and she bared her teeth, her eyes flashing dangerously. She glided over to it, swooped down, picked it up, and held it in front of Blick's face. The moment he laid eyes upon it, he said, "I didn't do it!" The whole hall had gone silent, every student's eyes fixed upon the two young Slytherins (or Gryffindors, their rightful House). Felicity took Blick by the ear and led him out of the hall, yelping. ~*~ "Where's the snitch!? Who got it!? WHERE'S THE SNITCH!?!?!?!?" yelped Lee Jordan, head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports and commentator of a professional Quidditch league. Harry swooped upwards, his hair plastered to his head from sweat. He swooped towards the stands, making people scream, and landed in front of Meagan in the top box. Lee looked at him as if he were crazy. He handed Meagan something. Meagan didn't even have to look at it. She felt tiny wings beating rapidly against the palm of her hand. She felt the cool metal against her hand. She held the snitch in her hand. Meagan kissed him, let go, and lifted the snitch above her head. The other team looked shocked. The Chudley Cannon fans (you must know Ron is somewhere in those stands.) roared their approval. "Er. The Chudley Cannons win?" asked Lee mostly to himself. As Meagan and Harry walked out of the stadium, about a hundred journalists for different magazines and magical news shows swooped down on them. "Is it true you resigned?" asked one young reporter. "Were you really banned from the Quidditch team?" asked another. Meagan and Harry stopped, being blocked by all the eager reporters. "No, I have not resigned." Meagan said firmly. Every journalist began to scribble on his or her rolls of parchment. "Then you were banned?" asked an old man. "No." Meagan said truthfully. She had actually gone to get her job back, accomplished it, but found out she was expecting again and had to stay out this year. "Then what has happened?" asked a reporter, a cameraman close behind her. "Well," Meagan said, grinning a little to herself, "I had to stay out this year because." she stopped for a moment, to add effect and to get stares from everyone, "Potter number six is on the way." The second Meagan stopped talking, there was a loud uproar. "POTTER NUMBER SIX?" exclaimed one. "ANOTHER POTTER?" yelped another. Meagan only grinned at them and let the uproar carry on. ~*~ Meagan watched herself on the magical TV. She grinned. She loved seeing herself on TV. She jumped to her feet when she heard a howl of pain. She appeared outside where she saw Bellum, a tree branch, and Agatha. a look of satisfaction and fake innocence upon her face. "Agatha!" Meagan shrieked. Agatha, seeing Meagan, snarled and disappeared. Meagan sighed and levitated Bellum to inside the house and onto the bed. "Bellum!" Meagan said, shaking Bellum's shoulders. He snapped awake the moment she zapped him. "BELLUM!" she shrieked. Out of the corner of her eye, Meagan saw Jo, Jess, and Nita watching her very closely. "What's a bellum?" was Bellum's first question. Meagan groaned. "Who are you? Who am I? Where am I? Who are they?" Bellum asked. "I'm Meagan Potter." Meagan said slowly. "You are Bellum. Bellum is not a thing. You are in my house. Do you know what a house is?" Bellum stared at her. "Do you under-stand?" Meagan asked, trying not to use contractions. "Yeah, I understand. And I also happen to know what a house is." He said, a little disgruntled. Meagan sighed. "Okay," she said, now speaking at normal pace, "You're Bellum Pugnare. You are a husband and father of four. with one on the way. You're the husband of Cate Black, now known as Cate Pugnare. Any of this familiar to you?" Bellum looked very shocked. "I'm a father? I'm married? And who are they?" he added, pointing to Jo, Jess, and Nita. Meagan sighed again. This was going to take longer than she thought. "Yes, you're a father and you're married. Those kids over there are my children. My husband, Harry Potter, will be home soon." Meagan said. Harry had the weekends at Hogwarts off, and spent time with Meagan and used it to practice Quidditch. "Potter is starting to sound familiar," he said. "I remember a nice lady. You! And a nice man with glasses and black hair. Him!" Bellum pointed to the doorway, where Harry stood, looking shocked. "Harry, darling, come here." Meagan said, explained Bellum's sad story, and massaged her throat. Meanwhile, Bellum kept jibber jabbering. He seemed to have forgotten manners. "I remember something about magic! But that's silly! There's no such thing!" Bellum said. Meagan fell off her seat. Harry helped her up and muttered, "Don't hurt the baby," in her ear. Meagan kissed him quickly on the cheek and turned to Bellum. "Bellum." she said, in a slow voice again, "Magic is a real thing." Bellum laughed. "Of course it's not!" he said, but seeing the look on Meagan and Harry's faces stopped. "Good God this is gonna be hard!" Meagan said, putting her head in her hands. "But-there-can't-be magic!" Bellum said, looking from both Meagan to Harry frantically. Meagan clicked her fingers and a glass of water appeared hovering in midair. She took one long sip and sighed. "I think we need to get Cate over here. If she starts to attack, back me up." 'Cate?' Meagan inquired telepathically. 'What do you want?' Cate retorted. 'I think you should come over here. Agatha did something to Bellum.' Meagan said, her voice full of hatred. 'Coming!' Cate said. There was a popping noise a second later and Cate stood in the middle of the room, her usual glower upon her face. She spotted Bellum, who was gaping at her. "I remember her," he said, scratching his head. "Bellum!" Cate said, swooping down and kissing him. "What happened dearest?" she asked softly. "I-don't know." Bellum said. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" Cate shrieked, starting at Meagan. Meagan only waved her hand and Cate froze. "I didn't do anything." She said coolly. "Mmm Mmph!" Cate said. "Agatha did it. She made a tree branch fall on his head. I heard it, came outside, and woke him up. A whole lot of damage, isn't it?" Meagan asked sarcastically. She released Cate, who fell on the floor. "I'm going to kill her!" Cate said, pushing herself up and running for the door. "No," Meagan said, a malicious smile upon her face, "We'll just laugh her out of town." ~*~ "Hello Aggie." Meagan said, swinging in front of Agatha. Agatha gave a little gasp and stepped backwards. She had been practicing some new songs for her new album "Get Away From Him, He's My Man." She had already shattered several of the windows on the Potter's house and Meagan decided now was the time to put her plan into action. "I couldn't help but hearing you practicing your songs." Meagan said as Harry came up and put his hand on Meagan's shoulder. Agatha gave a "loving" look at Harry, who recoiled slightly. "And I was wondering. If you wanted to have a singing contest." Meagan continued, noticing Harry who was shrinking behind her. Agatha snorted. "Fine. But we need publicity!" she said. Meagan grinned at her. "Done." She said, "It's tomorrow at three. Be there." ~*~ Meagan fidgeted with her hair. She had gotten a professional magical hairdresser and makeup artists to do her up, and they had done her beautifully. She now had beauty to rival that of Cate's. She was now enjoying her reflection while it lasted. "Now presenting. Agatha Windle! Also know as. ONLY ME!" The audience clapped politely. Agatha sang her song "Get Away From Him" and the audience clapped politely again. "Match that." She said, walking behind stage and past Meagan. Meagan grinned at her. "Oh, don't worry, I won't only match it, I'll do better than that." Meagan said, ramming into Agatha's shoulder as she walked past. "Now presenting everyone's favorite mother, wife, and Quidditch player. MEAGAN POTTER!" Someone might have thought a bomb had exploded if they had walked past the door to the auditorium. Meagan came out onto the stage, nodding graciously at the applauding spectators. "I'm going to sing a song from one of my favorite muggle artists when I was young. It's called 'He Loves U Not' and it's by Dream." Meagan said in her deep voice. Everyone stopped applauding and listened closely to the words as the music began: "Give it all you got, girl, give it all you got! You can take your chances! Take your best shot! You can say what you want girl, and what you do. He's never going to be with you. Your pulling petals off a flower trying to get your way, Keep pulling till it says what you wanna say. Girl, you could pick a field full of daisies, But he'd still be my baby! I know you can hardly wait till I'm away from him! Instinctively I know what your thinking! You'll be giving him an open invitation, But my baby won't be taken in, no! You can pat your cherry lips! Try to tempt with a sweet kiss! You can flut your pretty eyes! He's got his hands tied. No change! True I'm not, so free to do what he wants! He's into what he's got! He loves me! He loves you not! No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you! He's into what he's got! He loves me! He loves you not! You're the kinda girl that's up for two a day, Only want him just because he's there! Always looking for a new ride! The grass is greener on the other siiide! You're the kinda girl who's not used to hearing no! No! All your lovers try to take you where you wanna go! Go! It doesn't matter how hard you try! You're never going to get it with my guy! No change! True I'm not, so free to do what he wants! He's into what he's got! And that's me! He loves me! He loves you not! No matter what you do, he's never going to be with you! He's into what he's got! He loves me! He loves you not! Doesn't matter what you do! He's never going to be with you! Give it all you got, girl, give it what you got! You can take your chances! Take you best shot! You can say what you want girl, and what you do! He's never going to make it with you! You can pat your cherry lips! Try to temp him with a sweet kiss! You can flut your pretty eyes! He's got his hands tied. No change! True I'm not, so free to do what he wants! He's into what he's got! He loves me! He loves you not! No matter what you do, he's never going to be with you! He's into what he's got! Take your best shot! He loves me! He loves you not! No change! He's into what he's got! And that's me! He loves me! He loves you not! No matter what you do! He's never going to be with you! He's into what he's got! And that's me! He loves me! He loves you not! He loves you not!" Meagan finished with her head bowed. The audience roared it approval. It was louder than it was for Agatha, certainly. Meagan raised her head and grinned at them. She spotted Harry and her kids in the stands. Her eyes darted over to Cate, the clueless Bellum, and their children. There were a series of popping noises as ballots popped up in front of their spectators. They all scribbled eagerly on their sheets, put them into the box of finished ballots, and waited with anxiety. The commentator reached into the box and magically counted the tallies. He looked a little shocked as he held the final result in front of his face. "Er- Meagan Potter wins with 293 votes. Agatha Windle, or Only Me, loses with only 7 votes." The commentator said. Meagan jumped up and down, clapping excitedly. Harry appeared behind stage, took her by the waist, and kissed her. Agatha shrieked with anger and tried to pull Harry away. Meagan responded with a punch. Agatha hit Meagan in the arm. Meagan hit back and Agatha flew across the room. "Nobody. touches. my. husband!" she said. Agatha got up, her pride and ego hurt, and disappeared. ~*~ "Look! They're the Marauders'!" Crystal said, pulling a bag out of her trunk. Inside was a necklace, an old tattered pair of robes, a pair of glasses, and an amulet with several gray wolf hairs inside. Crystal immediately picked up the necklace, which had loopy words scrawled across it that read: Blue Eyes. She handed Brain the robes, which were Sirius's. She tossed Fred the amulet and put the glasses on George. Crystal fastened the necklace and put it out for everyone to see. Brain pulled the robes on. They were a little large for him, but that was okay. Fred put the thick-rimmed glasses on and George put the amulet around his wrist. "Hey! It opens! It has a hinge!" Crystal said excitedly as she examined her necklace. She dug her fingernails under the cracks where the locket leveled open and pulled. Nothing happened. She pulled again. Nothing happened again. "Oh well," she said, a little saddened by her futile attempts. She yawned and stretched her arms. "Well, guys, I think we should hit the sack," she said. The others nodded in agreement. "Night!" everyone said, bidding each other goodbye. They all crept into bed, not knowing anything special was happening. Crystal twitched in her sleep. The locket that she wore sprang open. A light blazed the curtains of her bed and the sound of giggling came from the opened locket. There was a sound of tormented screaming as Crystal thrashed her head from side to side. She now was flailing her arms wildly. Two bemused words left her lips before everything was silent again: "Blue Eyes?" The light seemed to be sucked into the locket again. The giggling and tormented screams stopped. Crystal stopped thrashing about and now a smug smile replaced the scared, pale face she had had on a few moments ago. The locket closed with a snap. ~*~ Crystal sat up. Breathing heavily, she patted her chest for some sign of the locket. It was gone. She put her head in her hands and thought about the wild and confusing dream that had startled her into waking. She had been in her dormitory. and another girl had been there with her. who was it? She strained her brain. Blue Eyes! And then. and then. Blue Eyes had taken her by the shoulders. She had stood completely still, although try as she might she couldn't move. Then. then. Blue Eyes had ripped her from her body. She had felt it. And after being ripped from her body, Blue Eyes had stepped into it and smiled smugly at her. Then she had woken up. She looked around the room she was in. It was her dormitory. it was the same. yet. it was different. She shook her head. She was just sleepy. Muttering to herself, she pulled the covers up and fell asleep. ~*~ 'MEAGAN!' was the first thing she awoke to that morning. Crystal jumped out of bed and looked around, her eyes wide. "Must've been a mistake," she murmured, walking down to the common room. She felt strangely older. She almost screamed. She was in the Gryffindor common room all right, but she knew none of the people there! Once they saw her coming down the stairs, three bemused boys came running towards. She recognized them at once as James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. The Marauders. She gave a small squeak. She reached up to rub her scar, and found it wasn't there. Surprised, she lowered her hand looked at it. By then, the Marauders were right next to her. She looked at them and they looked at her. "Crys? Moonlight?" Sirius asked. "How do you. know me? You're Sirius Black!" Crystal said in a strangled voice. "Actually. I'm Brian Black. Known to you as Night Rider." Brian said, his face paling another three shades. "And." she looked over at James Potter and Remus Lupin, "Fred? George? Fishtail? Padfoot?" Fred and George nodded in turn. A dreamy look passed over Fred's (Lupin's) face. "I just realized." he said, then, in a whisper, said, "I'm a werewolf now." All four looked at each other. "Then. then." Crystal said, her voice wavering with excitement, "We're. Brian, George, and I. are Animagus!" She looked mystified. "GUYS! Er. AND GIRL!" a squeaky voice said from across the room. The hair on the back of Crystal's neck prickle. She turned and saw the one and only Peter Pettigrew facing her. And at that moment. in the back of her head. she heard, 'BLUE EYES!' she felt a tugging sensation in the back of her mind and decided it would be best to follow it. "I'll. be right back." She said and glided out of the portrait hole. There she met a girl with strawberry blonde hair and steely gray eyes that were behind glasses. She was tapping her foot. "About time, Meagan!" she said, exasperated. "I think you may have some mistake." Crystal said, backing up and hitting the Fat Lady. She felt her mind being read and the girl gasped. "Oh, she's gonna get it." the girl said. "I'm Marykate, by the way. Call your friends out here. We'll find a way to get you back to your own time." Marykate said, pushing her glasses up further on the bridge of her nose. 'Fred?' she asked in a mind-wave, 'George?' "Sorry, but they can't hear you now. They don't have powers anymore." Marykate said, hearing Crystal's call. She turned to the Fat Lady. "Password?" the Fat Lady squawked. "Er." Crystal said. "Draco Dormiens." Marykate said, and the portrait hole opened for her. "Er. Moony! Padfoot! Prongs!" she called. Instinctively, the three boys turned at the familiar nicknames. They came running and each of them in turn tripped over the entrance of the portrait hole. She shook her head. "Honestly." She said. "By the way, I'm Crystal Potter. That's. er. Fred Weasley. George Weasley. STOP PICKING YOU NOSE. and. ah, yes. Brian Black." Crystal said. Marykate snorted. "Brian Black." she muttered. Brian went red. "Well, I'm sorry if I didn't exactly get to choose my name when I was born." He said, glaring, the gold flecks in his eyes flashing. "You want to hear even more embarrassing names? Brynn and Bryce Black!" he hissed. At that, Marykate fell over laughing. "Sounds like a Lizzie name!" she choked. "It is." Crystal said. Just then, they saw two girls running up the corridor, their faces flushed but looking very scared. Crystal recognized one as her grandmother, Lily Potter. She looked closely at the other girl and saw she was Lizzie Black. "Meagan!" choked Lily, "Snape. Slytherins! Malfoy!" Crystal looked up and saw her old professor of fifty running down the hall with a rabid dog on a leash. Without knowing what she was doing, she pointed her middle finger at the two boys clad in Slytherin décor, and zapped them. Snape and Malfoy howled and covered their faces as they felt white-hot pain flare in their faces. The dog disappeared with the click of Crystal's finger. Snape and Malfoy retreated, their hands over their faces. "Thanks, Meg." Lily said, glancing at the boys that surrounded Crystal and Marykate. She was eyeing George with interest. He stared back, his mouth almost open. She fluttered her green eyes at him before Lizzie saw this and said, "C'mon, Lil, let's go." She took Lily be the arm and dragged her into the common room. "Why is everyone calling me Meagan? That's my mother's name and she wasn't born yet!" Crystal asked, getting frustrated. Marykate shrugged. "Maybe your mother was named after her mother." She said. Crystal nodded. It seemed reasonable. She had never met her Delmore grandparents. they were dead. Marykate looked at Fred. "Tonight's a full moon," she said. Fred gulped. "Is there a wolf bane potion?" he squeaked. Marykate shook her head. "Nope. Not invented yet." Crystal looked at Fred. "I thought you memorized that book of potions!" she said. For a moment, Fred looked aloof. "Yeah." he said, starting to look excited, "I did!" He waved his hand in order for something to appear, but nothing happened. He tried it again, his result being futile. He groaned. "No more powers." he said. Brian patted his shoulder. "You get used to it." He said. Fred stared. Crystal waved her hand and a smoking goblet appeared. Fred took it, thanked her, and wolfed it down. He pulled a face the minute he finished. "Bleaaaarg!" he said. "Well," Crystal said, "It's either loose your mind or keep it." Fred glared at her. "Why did I get Moony's amulet?" he asked. Crystal shrugged. "Why didn't George get Prong's glasses?" she asked. Suddenly, Madame Pomfrey came bustling down the corridor. She took Fred by the hand and led him away. Crystal glanced at George, who had a great look of anxiety on his face. "What if. I still have a part of him in me?" he asked. "What does he mean?" Marykate inquired. "He's a quint. A quintuplet. He's the oldest out of four others born the same time as he was." Brian said. "Come on. We need to follow him." Marykate said, her face white. She disappeared, but Crystal saw her hovering in mid air. 'You need the cloak.' Marykate mind-waved. Crystal clicked her fingers and an invisibility cloak appeared. She nodded at Marykate and they ran outside. As soon as they saw Madame Pomfrey disappear into the school building, they transformed. Crystal's eyes became wide, blue, and cat-like as she transformed. She felt her spine curve and twist as she shrank. Her ears became pointy and moved up her head to the very top. Ginger hair grew all over her body and her fingernails lengthened and sharpened into claws. She felt a tail grow behind her as her nose and mouth lengthened into a muzzle. She fell over sideways when it all stopped. She got up, all four of her legs shaking. She looked straight and saw four legs that were long, slender, and graceful. She looked up and saw a body. a long curved neck. and a head with a set of antlers. She looked George in one of his deep brown eyes. Brian came padding up to them. His ears perked straight up as he saw Crystal. He raised his hackles and growled deep in his throat. His ears laid back, he gave one booming bark and started after Crystal. Crystal gave a loud meow and started to turn around when George placed himself between them. Brian ran into George's legs and bounced off. "Don't." George said, his voice deeper than it usually was. A that moment, there came a whimpering sound. "Fred!" all three of them shouted. Crystal darted between the menacing branches of the Whomping Willow. She pressed the knot and dashed into the hole. There she saw Fred. He was shaking all over. He had a look of immense pain on his face. Seeing Crystal, he mouthed, "Moonlight!" Suddenly he gave a long howl. He let the wolf inside of him out. His back curved so much that his hands were touching the ground. His legs bent. He was poised to jump. He gave another long howl that was slightly muffled as his mouth formed a muzzle. His eyes flashed green as they caught the light of the full moon. Gray fur grew all along his disfigured body. He turned his neck to her, his eyes large and round. He had fully transformed. "Fred?" she asked. The werewolf bowed his head in recognition. She led him out of the hole. "Fred!?" yelled Brian. "Bro?" asked George. Fred gave a howl. "Can't you talk?" Crystal asked. Fred shook his head from side-to-side violently. Crystal nodded apologetically. "Kay." She said. "Well, we're the Marauders, aren't we? Granddad told me what he used to do." Crystal said. She pranced along the road to Hogsmead. She put her whiskers forward in a smile. Brian padded over to her. George cantered over to them, tailed by Fred. Crystal padded into the town, which was deserted. A cold wind swept through it. She slinked into Three Broomsticks and pushed the door open. Everyone got in okay, but George's hooves made a loud noise as they hit the wood. "Who's there?" came a shout. George galloped to the door and ran out. The owners of the shop (a man and a woman) came down, their wands lit, and saw Crystal. Crystal licked her nose in fright. "Meow?" she said. The woman snorted. "It's just a cat!" she said. "Shoo!" said the man. "SHOO!" Crystal could take a hint. She jumped off the counter and walked out the door. "Well," she said, meeting up with the guys, "That didn't work." George nodded and looked at the moon. Fred followed his gaze. "I wonder what the Marauders are doing in out bodies." ~*~ "I'm not a werewolf! I'm not a werewolf!" Remus said, dancing around. "Shut up, Moony, we heard you." Meagan said, yawning. They were the only ones up in the common room. "This is so cool!" James said, zapping Sirius in the back of the head. "Yeah!" Sirius said, massaging his head. "I'm still not a werewolf!" Remus said, his eyes purple. Meagan zapped him so he'd shut up. "Crys?" asked a small voice. Meagan didn't notice it. She was watching James zap Sirius with great amusement. She felt a touch on her shoulder and jumped. Neil was looking at her with his shy green eyes. "Yeah?" she asked. "I was wondering. Mum told Dad something and he fainted. Something must've happened, and we don't know it." Neil said. Looking befuddled, Meagan shook her head. "I dunno." She said. "You're different." Neil said. "Really? What do you mean?" Meagan asked. "You didn't play any tricks on Felicity today. And you're calling them different nicknames. They call you Blue Eyes. That's what Granddad calls Mum." He said, looking into Meagan's eyes. "I thought your name was. er. Pogo." He said, making up a random name. "It is." Meagan said. All Meagan saw was a blur and then she was tied with a rope. The other Marauders stopped and looked over, shocked. "You aren't my sister." Neil said, his face close to Crystal's. Meagan searched his face. "All right, all right, you got me." She said. "Who are you?" he hissed. Meagan fought him off and untied the rope. "Meagan. Meagan Delmore." She said. Neil backed into the wall. "What?" "I'm Meagan Delmore. Got a problem with that?" Meagan asked. "Crud!" Neil said. "And. Fred, George, and Brian. aren't really Fred, George, and Brian?" he asked. Meagan shook her head. "Meet Remus Lupin, James Potter, and Sirius Black." She said. "WHOLEY MOLEY!" he shouted. "You got to get out of here!" Neil said hoarsely, "You shouldn't be here! You'll find out stuff that'll change the future!" he looked wildly around when something sparkly caught his eye. He looked down and saw the necklace with the engraving, "Blue Eyes." Just by looking at it, he knew it was the only key to send his mother back to the right time and bring his sister back. He'd rather have her pick on him than him never being born. He grabbed the necklace and pulled it. Meagan felt the delicate chain digging painfully into her neck. She tried to stop it, but the chain snapped. Her wide round eyes watched the pieces of extremely small metal fly through the air. The locket snapped open. She felt herself begin to shake. She saw Crystal's face in the locket, as did Neil. "Crys!" he gasped. Meagan felt herself being ripped from her body. "Nice try, Blue Eyes. It was nice being you, but I'd rather be me." Crystal said in passing. Meagan nodded at Crystal. "I enjoyed being you, but I like being my old Marauder self." Meagan said. They grinned at each other. Crystal felt herself being fitted into her own body. Everything that was once a blur became solid again. "Crys?" Neil asked. "Neil!" Crystal exclaimed, hugging her brother. Suddenly there were three shouts. "I'm not a werewolf anymore!" shouted Fred. "Aww." George said, "I'm not an Animagus anymore!" Brian gave a whoop of joy. "I'm not my dad anymore!" he shouted. "Crys! Can't-breathe!" Neil choked, his glasses askew. Crystal released him. "I'm me!" she said in triumph.