Chapter 19 HOLY MONKEYS! Meagan looked at her daughter, her mouth agape. Crystal stared back. They both had identical looks on their faces. It seemed like a reflection. "AAAAAH!" Crystal screamed. She threw a pillow at Meagan. Meagan reflected it easily with a shield spell. "HOLY MONKEYS!" Meagan screamed. "WHAT FOR THE LOVE OF QUIDDITCH IS GOING ON HERE?" Harry asked, ducking a pillow with his natural Seeker talents. Brian, Fred, and George ran up to see what was the matter. They froze in the doorway. "Oh. my Lord." Marykate breathed. "I'm. 12!" Sirius yelled, pinching himself to make sure it wasn't a dream. Meagan watched Ron flop to the floor in dead faint. He opened his eyes and said, "I think someone pressed another button." Immediately all eyes turned to Sirius. He backed away, holding up his hands. "Don't look at me! I was tending to my spider! You know, the flesh eating one." He said. "Padfoot." Meagan said. Brian fainted. Professor McGonagall came running. She stopped dead in the doorway and hung there, her mouth open. "Hello Professor," Meagan said, "Er. We're back?" she tried. She fainted and fell down the stairs. "Hooooly monkeys." Meagan said in a singsong voice. She watched McGonagall flop lifelessly down the stairs. She made a face. Meagan sat on the railing and slid down it. She jumped off at the end and looked up to astonished faces. She stopped Brynn and the others off in the crowd somewhere. "Crystal, what did you DO?" Brynn asked in awe. Meagan shook her head. "Sorry, but I'm not Crystal. We have really got to get Dumbledore!" she said. "You're telling me!" said Marykate, who was already heading towards the portrait hole. "And this isn't my proper place! I'm a Ravenclaw!" she added, running out. Lizzie and Sirius followed her. James ran after Sirius. Harry placed a hand on Meagan's shoulder. "C'mon," he said, jerking his head to the portrait hole, where Isabella and Thomas were leaving. They left and noticed someone following them. Meagan whirled around. None other than Snape himself was walking down the corridor. with gray hair. Meagan, who probably wouldn't have been able to hold it for the shortest second anyway, burst into fits of hysterical laughter. Snape stopped and looked at her. "Five points from Gryffindor, Ms. Potter." He said. Meagan, trying to breathe, gasped, "That's Mrs. Potter to you." Snape stopped in shock. "C'mon Meagan," Harry said, dragging Meagan down the corridor. "'Later, Severus!" she called, allowing herself to be dragged. Snape stood there, his mouth open. When they reached the gargoyle, it was already starting to hop back in place. Harry dived and got in just in time, dragging the still laughing Meagan with him. They ran up the moving steps together. At the top of the stairs, they met Sirius, Lizzie, James, and company. They were going too fast to stop. "AAAARGH!" came nine yells. The door burst open and all nine ki-er-adults toppled into the room. Professors Dumbledore and Trelawney were there. Trelawney gasped. "I-I foresaw this!" she gasped before she faint. "Most unlikely," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling. "Professor!" Meagan gasped, and they all launched into explanation at the same time. Dumbledore smiled. "If you could calm down and slowly tell us what happened, maybe I could understand." He said, his mustache twitching. Everyone stopped talking. Meagan took a deep breath. "Okay, Harry and I were sleeping at home when I heard a scream. I thought it was Nita screaming from a nightmare. or the twins. Either one, take your pick. Anyway, I found out that it was Cate." She stopped here to jab her finger over her shoulder at Cate, "And I thought she was Paige. She told me, I ran to a mirror, and saw I was a 12- year-old!" Meagan finished, the others nodding. "How do I know you aren't Crystal?" Dumbledore asked. Meagan held out her hand to show her wedding ring. "My wedding ring. The one Harry gave me on our wedding day. The exact one." She said. She closed her eyes as she felt as if she were being x-rayed by Dumbledore's vision. "I believe you." He said, sitting behind his desk. Meagan heaved a sigh of relief and threw herself into the nearest chair. "You will have to stay here until we find out how to reverse the enchantment that has been here, however," Dumbledore said. He was followed by an angry uproar. "I have classes to teach and Quidditch to play!" "The twins will find my wand and destroy the house!" "Paige can't be left to herself!" "I need to go to work!" "Maxwell will be left alone!" "I don't have gray hair anymore!" James yelled. The angry yells stopped and everyone turned to stare. He turned beet red. "What? Can't someone be happy?" he asked. Meagan sighed. "Okay, Professor Dumbledore, sir!" she said, saluting her former headmaster. "Sir, yes, sir!" Sirius said, following suit. "Going sir!" James finished. Harry couldn't help but laugh. "Who will take over my classes?" he asked. "Oh, I think someone will be just eager to do it." Dumbledore said. "Who?" Harry asked, as impatient as a 12-year-old. "Someone named Severus Snape." ~*~ "That's why we're here," Meagan explained to Crystal for the hundredth time. She was still truly shocked, as were the rest of her friends, that her parents were her age and were staying at Hogwarts. "Just. don't let me catch you kissing Dad," she said weakly. Meagan and the other Marauders ran off. "Aren't we going.?" he asked James. James was looking daggers at him for bringing it up in front of Meagan. "Do you honestly think I didn't know that you went off to have boy meetings?" she asked, her eyebrows raised. Sirius and James stopped in shock. "How-how do you know?" sputtered Sirius. "I caught on after a while, Padfoot the Pathetic." She replied, laughing, "It was quite fun hearing you talk about guy stuff." This made Sirius wobble. "You. you heard our little conversations?" he asked. Meagan laughed harder. "It appears so, doesn't it?" she asked. He nodded. They came to the room where Sirius, James, and the other used to have "boy meetings" as they called them. Sirius and James raced for the biggest, comfiest chair. In a split second, Meagan was sitting there and smirking. Sirius and James came to a complete stop so as to not run into Meagan. For the first time in his life, James did not get the big comfy chair. Sirius raced for the only other chair and got their first. James plunked down onto the floor, his lower lip sticking out. "Don't worry, Prongs, old pal, it had to happen sometime!" Sirius said. "I'd shut up if I were you, Padfoot the Persnickety." Meagan said. "Ooooh." Sirius said, his eyes widening, "I forgot. you have to stick up for him. after all. he's your FATHER-IN-LAW!" Sirius said, cracking up and laughing. Meagan threw a pillow at him. hard. Sirius and the chair flopped over backwards. It was Meagan's turn to laugh. "Ha, ha, ha! Sirius the SQUISHED!" she said, pointing and laughing. Sirius picked up the pillow. "Prepare for the worst beating in your life." He said, his skinny 12-year-old arms tensed. "Your on!" Meagan said, picking up her own pillow. "Whadda 'bout me?" asked James. Meagan hit James in the side of the head with her pillow. James scrambled away and picked another pillow. "Bring it on!" he said. He learned something new that day: be careful what you say. He got a face full of pillow from Sirius. Meagan fwapped Sirius and side. He gave a yell of surprise and hit her over the head. "YAAAAHG!" Meagan said, now hitting Sirius in the leg. Sirius fell over sideways and Meagan started to beat him with her pillow. James came up behind Meagan slowly and hit her upside the head. "What the-!?" came a yell. Meagan looked up and saw Harry. or at least that's who she thought he was. "Grab a pillow!" she said and threw him a pillow. He shrugged. "'Kay, Crys." He said. Neil launched himself into the battle. He thought Meagan was Crystal, just as Meagan had confused him with Harry. Meagan jumped on James's back and rode him like a horse. "Ride on, Silver!" she yelled, holding the collar of his shirt tightly. He was trying to throw her off, but was failing miserably. Neil was hitting Sirius over and over with his pillow. Sirius, meanwhile, was curling himself up into a ball and shielding his face. He finally got up his courage and punched Neil's toe. "YAH-HA!" Neil howled, hopping up and down and holding his toe. "This means war!" he said, stomping on Sirius's hand. Sirius squealed like a pig. "I give up!" Sirius said. "Me too!" said James breathlessly. Meagan and Neil exchanged a high five. "Boo yeah! As I have said for year after year, girls rule and boys eat my dust." She said, doing a victory dance. "G'job Harry!" she said. Neil stopped and stared. "Crystal?" he asked. Sirius and James burst out into fits of hysterical laughter. "You confused your son with your husband!" James said, laughing hysterically. "Did somebody call?" asked a voice. Harry came into view. He came up face to face with Neil. Neil screamed. "Have I flown back in time?" he yowled. "No! Neil? Harry? Holy monkeys!" Meagan said. "Well. wanna explain again?" asked James, flopping down into the biggest, comfiest chair. "I'd better," Meagan said. Sighing, she began to explain again. ~*~ "Up! Right! Down! Right again!" Meagan hollered, leaning out of the Gryffindor stands. It was Quidditch practice. She was being a little overexcited. Did I just type a little overexcited? Let me type that again. She was being way too overexcited. "Meagan, if you're so anxious to fly, why don't you?" Harry groaned, keeping her from falling by holding the collar of her shirt. "Good idea!" Meagan said brightly. She clicked her fingers and her Lightning appeared. "YAH-HA-HA!" she screamed, jumping out of the stand and diving. "That's my wife!" Harry said proudly, following her. Meagan pulled up inches above the ground. "WHOA! That girl can fly!" Mac said as Meagan zoomed past. "Way-to-go, Mum!" Neil said, practically laughing as Mac and Ethan practically fell off their brooms because of Harry. Nothing could stop them. Meagan and Harry exchanged a high-five. Even though they were stuck, they were going to have some fun.