An Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who have read and reviewed, even
when this story hasn't been updated. Sorry it took so long, and I promise
that the next chapter won't take nearly as long.
Disclaimer-I own none of this, I am merely adding on to JKR's world. Maybe a character or two will pop up, but I'm not claiming anything for my own, so don't bother suing me.
FANFIC HERE---
*~*~*September 1, 1967
As soon as Dumbledore had stood to attempt and restore order, the soapy water poured over Snape and Malfoy's heads. James Potter was now on the floor from laughing so hard, as was Sirius, and Remus wasn't far behind. However, when the students saw Dumbledore stand up once more for order, he got the attention of all in the Great Hall.
"Well, Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, Mr. Lupin, and Mr. Pettigrew, I trust that I will be seeing you at the gargoyle immediately after this meal. All prefects, please escort your houses back to the dormitories, and please do not forget your meeting at 8:00. Miss Evans, please meet me in my office as soon as I have finished meeting Mr. Potter and his friends. All the others are dismissed as soon as your prefect is ready. Thank you." And with that, Dumbledore prepared himself for a series of meetings.
James Potter and his friends were prepared for whatever punishment the headmaster would dish out, as they had been for years now. However, this year, they were shocked to find the headmaster was still half-laughing when they got into his study. "I must say, boys, that the singing was rather funny, especially considering your relationship, James, with Mr. Snape. Please meet our Mr. Filch on the Quiddich Pitch tomorrow evening for your detentions, and let me know how they go afterwards, as it will be Mr. Filch's first opportunity to show how he handles the four of you. Your pranks are, in many ways, a part of the opening feast, and I can't imagine what it will be like when you are no longer here to perform them. Thank you."
Lily Evans was waiting patiently next to the gargoyle for Professor Dumbledore to call her upstairs. She had requested this meeting with him over the summer when she had found a most interesting device, which she decided to show to him. It was a book that she had first thought was a diary, and she figured that perhaps the Professor would be able to make better sense of it than she.
As James and his friends came down the stairs, Lily went up into the office. She was nervous, but held herself together well. It would not do to have the Marauders see her upset, nervous, apprehensive, or anything short of perky. No matter what she told her friends, even as one of the more popular groups of girls at Hogwarts, the opinion of the Marauders did matter to their social standing, which Lily had no intentions of jeopardizing.
When Dumbledore called Lily into his office, she brought him the book right away. After explaining that she had found it at Hogwarts the previous school year by the lake on the grounds, Dumbledore looked her in the eyes. "Lily, this book is a treasure that we thought was long lost. Before my time, many a wizard had them. However, after they were found out to be dangerous, they were all confiscated and burned. Every witch and wizard then had a memory charm put on them to forget what this book did, and the man who was responsible for giving the memory charms committed suicide after completing them. All anyone in the world today knows is that they are valuable, very dangerous, and chances are that you should not have one."
Lily looked at the headmaster as he said this in confusion. "But how is that possible?" she asked the wise headmaster. "This book is nothing but a diary." At that, Dumbledore simply shook his head. "I feel, Lily, that you should leave this in my possession. Perhaps some day I will pass it down to your children when I feel it is safe to do so. But until someone has the memory to what this book does, it would be wrong for me to allow a student to have one in possession." With that, Dumbledore took the book from Lily's hands, and placed it in a vault near his desk. "Now, Lily, please proceed to forget this book." And that was all Dumbledore had to say.
*~*~*September 1, 1997
Harry walked to Dumbledore's office immediately after dinner, wondering what the headmaster could want with him. As far as he knew, he hadn't done anything wrong. It was only the first day, for goodness sakes!!
He approached the gargoyle feeling apprehensive. 'However,' he reasoned with himself, 'he could just be telling you that they have found Sirius is innocent or something.' Feeling slightly better, Harry approached the headmaster's office.
As soon as Harry saw the look on Dumbledore's face, however, he knew that he was not going to be told of Sirius' innocence. Dumbledore had a grave look upon his face, and he was holding a book. The book was red with golden pages, and there was curly, gold lettering on the front that said, "My Journal". It looked as if it were about as thick as his potions textbook, and had a worn latch on the side of it. As Harry diverted his vision from the book, he looked Dumbledore in the eyes. "Harry," the old man said with a hint of tiredness in his voice, "take a seat. I have something to show you." Harry sat down, confused. But before he could say anything else, Dumbledore began.
"Before my time, there were many great discoveries which have since been outlawed and forbidden. Among the many such things were books such as the one I am currently holding in my hands. Because of the scarceness of these treasures, they also hold immense value. Your mother found this book during her times at Hogwarts. We do not know what it does, but we do know that whatever it did once do, chances are that your mother disabled its powers by writing in it. She gave it to me, and I promised her that perhaps I would one day give it to her children. When books such as these were found to be dangerous, they were confiscated and burned, and memory charms were put on all wizards. The performers of these memory charms committed suicide, leaving us no knowledge of the books powers. As the years have gone by, several have been found, but no one has been able to find out why they were worth the trouble and deaths to destroy. The ministry has said that they are legal to own if you have one, but reproduction of them is illegal. Of all the things your parents left to you, this book is most likely the most valuable of all. The reason I've called you here tonight is that the future ownership of this book is up to you. Would you like to keep it?"
Harry looked at his headmaster in surprise. He had just gotten so much information at once, and was in the midst of struggling through it. "I.I think so, sir," he managed to say. "I mean, if you're.you're sure it's not dangerous, I would like to see my mother's journal."
Dumbledore looked at the young wizard with a smile. "Of course you would, Harry. Keep this somewhere safe, and don't let anyone take it from you. Good luck in this year, and keep in touch." With that, Dumbledore handed Harry the book, and Harry walked to the gargoyle confused.
*~*~*September 1, 1967
Lily left Dumbledore's office with a thoughtful frown on her face. 'Why did Dumbledore want that book so badly?' she asked herself over and over. Something just didn't fit.
She was so caught up in her thinking that she walked right into a group of giggling girls in the stairwell. "I wonder if James fancies her," they were saying as they walked down the stairs. "Don't be ridiculous," she heard another feminine voice add. "We all know deep down that he's in love with Jennifer Smyler."
Lily's attention was immediately diverted, for just an instant. 'Jennifer Smyler.' she pondered. And as Lily approached the Fat Lady, her thoughts were, secretly, on how she could win over James Potter's heart.
Meanwhile James and his fellow Marauders were leaning over a sheet of parchment. "Moony, I can't believe you finished it!" A strong masculine voice boomed.
"Padfoot, not so loud. The whole common room will hear." James said in a quiet voice, trying to hush his friend. "Show us what it does, Moony," he continued.
Remus Lupin looked up from the parchment. "Prongs, old fellow, we've been working on this for a year. Surely by now you know what it does?"
James' eyes twinkled below his glasses. "But Mooney, my dear friend, I like to hear it being said to assure me that it is true. We are the greatest pranksters in all of Hogwarts." With that the four started laughing.
"This," Remus began, almost grudgingly, "is the Marauder's Map: the best and most valuable piece of rule-breaking equipment in the entire school. And now that it is done, it will allow the Marauders to go to extremes never believed possible. And now, to the Marauders," Remus concluded, his hand in the middle of the table. Peter, Sirius and James put their hands on top of his. "To the Marauders!" They all said, throwing their hands into the air.
Across the common room, Lily looked at James Potter, with his unruly hair and lovable smile. 'I'll get you some day, James Potter. You'll be all mine' Lily thought to herself.
*~*~*September 2, 1997
Harry Potter and his friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were sitting in the common room by the fire. Ron and Hermione were looking at him curiously, examining, but not opening, the book on the table in front of them. "And he said it was valuable, and asked me if I wanted to keep it, and I said yes," Harry concluded, whipping his unruly black hair out of his eyes.
Hermione, with her brow furrowed, showed her motherly instincts once more. "But it could be dangerous, Harry. We can't open it."
Ron looked at her as if she were crazy. "You aren't going to DEPRIVE us of opening it, are you? I'm dying to see what's inside."
Hermione laughed, grabbing Ron's hand as he tried to open it. But Ron had touched the book. Harry gasped in fear, wondering if Hermione was seconds too late.
*~*~*
Authors Note: I'll be updating soon! But in the meantime, Review! It really does help me work faster! Thank you to all of my faithful readers, and enjoy!
Disclaimer-I own none of this, I am merely adding on to JKR's world. Maybe a character or two will pop up, but I'm not claiming anything for my own, so don't bother suing me.
FANFIC HERE---
*~*~*September 1, 1967
As soon as Dumbledore had stood to attempt and restore order, the soapy water poured over Snape and Malfoy's heads. James Potter was now on the floor from laughing so hard, as was Sirius, and Remus wasn't far behind. However, when the students saw Dumbledore stand up once more for order, he got the attention of all in the Great Hall.
"Well, Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, Mr. Lupin, and Mr. Pettigrew, I trust that I will be seeing you at the gargoyle immediately after this meal. All prefects, please escort your houses back to the dormitories, and please do not forget your meeting at 8:00. Miss Evans, please meet me in my office as soon as I have finished meeting Mr. Potter and his friends. All the others are dismissed as soon as your prefect is ready. Thank you." And with that, Dumbledore prepared himself for a series of meetings.
James Potter and his friends were prepared for whatever punishment the headmaster would dish out, as they had been for years now. However, this year, they were shocked to find the headmaster was still half-laughing when they got into his study. "I must say, boys, that the singing was rather funny, especially considering your relationship, James, with Mr. Snape. Please meet our Mr. Filch on the Quiddich Pitch tomorrow evening for your detentions, and let me know how they go afterwards, as it will be Mr. Filch's first opportunity to show how he handles the four of you. Your pranks are, in many ways, a part of the opening feast, and I can't imagine what it will be like when you are no longer here to perform them. Thank you."
Lily Evans was waiting patiently next to the gargoyle for Professor Dumbledore to call her upstairs. She had requested this meeting with him over the summer when she had found a most interesting device, which she decided to show to him. It was a book that she had first thought was a diary, and she figured that perhaps the Professor would be able to make better sense of it than she.
As James and his friends came down the stairs, Lily went up into the office. She was nervous, but held herself together well. It would not do to have the Marauders see her upset, nervous, apprehensive, or anything short of perky. No matter what she told her friends, even as one of the more popular groups of girls at Hogwarts, the opinion of the Marauders did matter to their social standing, which Lily had no intentions of jeopardizing.
When Dumbledore called Lily into his office, she brought him the book right away. After explaining that she had found it at Hogwarts the previous school year by the lake on the grounds, Dumbledore looked her in the eyes. "Lily, this book is a treasure that we thought was long lost. Before my time, many a wizard had them. However, after they were found out to be dangerous, they were all confiscated and burned. Every witch and wizard then had a memory charm put on them to forget what this book did, and the man who was responsible for giving the memory charms committed suicide after completing them. All anyone in the world today knows is that they are valuable, very dangerous, and chances are that you should not have one."
Lily looked at the headmaster as he said this in confusion. "But how is that possible?" she asked the wise headmaster. "This book is nothing but a diary." At that, Dumbledore simply shook his head. "I feel, Lily, that you should leave this in my possession. Perhaps some day I will pass it down to your children when I feel it is safe to do so. But until someone has the memory to what this book does, it would be wrong for me to allow a student to have one in possession." With that, Dumbledore took the book from Lily's hands, and placed it in a vault near his desk. "Now, Lily, please proceed to forget this book." And that was all Dumbledore had to say.
*~*~*September 1, 1997
Harry walked to Dumbledore's office immediately after dinner, wondering what the headmaster could want with him. As far as he knew, he hadn't done anything wrong. It was only the first day, for goodness sakes!!
He approached the gargoyle feeling apprehensive. 'However,' he reasoned with himself, 'he could just be telling you that they have found Sirius is innocent or something.' Feeling slightly better, Harry approached the headmaster's office.
As soon as Harry saw the look on Dumbledore's face, however, he knew that he was not going to be told of Sirius' innocence. Dumbledore had a grave look upon his face, and he was holding a book. The book was red with golden pages, and there was curly, gold lettering on the front that said, "My Journal". It looked as if it were about as thick as his potions textbook, and had a worn latch on the side of it. As Harry diverted his vision from the book, he looked Dumbledore in the eyes. "Harry," the old man said with a hint of tiredness in his voice, "take a seat. I have something to show you." Harry sat down, confused. But before he could say anything else, Dumbledore began.
"Before my time, there were many great discoveries which have since been outlawed and forbidden. Among the many such things were books such as the one I am currently holding in my hands. Because of the scarceness of these treasures, they also hold immense value. Your mother found this book during her times at Hogwarts. We do not know what it does, but we do know that whatever it did once do, chances are that your mother disabled its powers by writing in it. She gave it to me, and I promised her that perhaps I would one day give it to her children. When books such as these were found to be dangerous, they were confiscated and burned, and memory charms were put on all wizards. The performers of these memory charms committed suicide, leaving us no knowledge of the books powers. As the years have gone by, several have been found, but no one has been able to find out why they were worth the trouble and deaths to destroy. The ministry has said that they are legal to own if you have one, but reproduction of them is illegal. Of all the things your parents left to you, this book is most likely the most valuable of all. The reason I've called you here tonight is that the future ownership of this book is up to you. Would you like to keep it?"
Harry looked at his headmaster in surprise. He had just gotten so much information at once, and was in the midst of struggling through it. "I.I think so, sir," he managed to say. "I mean, if you're.you're sure it's not dangerous, I would like to see my mother's journal."
Dumbledore looked at the young wizard with a smile. "Of course you would, Harry. Keep this somewhere safe, and don't let anyone take it from you. Good luck in this year, and keep in touch." With that, Dumbledore handed Harry the book, and Harry walked to the gargoyle confused.
*~*~*September 1, 1967
Lily left Dumbledore's office with a thoughtful frown on her face. 'Why did Dumbledore want that book so badly?' she asked herself over and over. Something just didn't fit.
She was so caught up in her thinking that she walked right into a group of giggling girls in the stairwell. "I wonder if James fancies her," they were saying as they walked down the stairs. "Don't be ridiculous," she heard another feminine voice add. "We all know deep down that he's in love with Jennifer Smyler."
Lily's attention was immediately diverted, for just an instant. 'Jennifer Smyler.' she pondered. And as Lily approached the Fat Lady, her thoughts were, secretly, on how she could win over James Potter's heart.
Meanwhile James and his fellow Marauders were leaning over a sheet of parchment. "Moony, I can't believe you finished it!" A strong masculine voice boomed.
"Padfoot, not so loud. The whole common room will hear." James said in a quiet voice, trying to hush his friend. "Show us what it does, Moony," he continued.
Remus Lupin looked up from the parchment. "Prongs, old fellow, we've been working on this for a year. Surely by now you know what it does?"
James' eyes twinkled below his glasses. "But Mooney, my dear friend, I like to hear it being said to assure me that it is true. We are the greatest pranksters in all of Hogwarts." With that the four started laughing.
"This," Remus began, almost grudgingly, "is the Marauder's Map: the best and most valuable piece of rule-breaking equipment in the entire school. And now that it is done, it will allow the Marauders to go to extremes never believed possible. And now, to the Marauders," Remus concluded, his hand in the middle of the table. Peter, Sirius and James put their hands on top of his. "To the Marauders!" They all said, throwing their hands into the air.
Across the common room, Lily looked at James Potter, with his unruly hair and lovable smile. 'I'll get you some day, James Potter. You'll be all mine' Lily thought to herself.
*~*~*September 2, 1997
Harry Potter and his friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were sitting in the common room by the fire. Ron and Hermione were looking at him curiously, examining, but not opening, the book on the table in front of them. "And he said it was valuable, and asked me if I wanted to keep it, and I said yes," Harry concluded, whipping his unruly black hair out of his eyes.
Hermione, with her brow furrowed, showed her motherly instincts once more. "But it could be dangerous, Harry. We can't open it."
Ron looked at her as if she were crazy. "You aren't going to DEPRIVE us of opening it, are you? I'm dying to see what's inside."
Hermione laughed, grabbing Ron's hand as he tried to open it. But Ron had touched the book. Harry gasped in fear, wondering if Hermione was seconds too late.
*~*~*
Authors Note: I'll be updating soon! But in the meantime, Review! It really does help me work faster! Thank you to all of my faithful readers, and enjoy!
