The rest of the week passed quickly. Every time Harry got separated from the of the Marauders, Fawkes appeared to keep an eye on him. Harry never minded, he could tell Fawkes everything that was on his heart and it felt good.

Sirius woke up because his friends seem to have forgotten what quiet was.

"Shut up or keep it down. I'm sleeping over here."

"You sound awake to me." James' voice said.

"Hogsmeade." Harry's voice yelled.

Sirius tumbled out of bed hearing this.

"I forgot."

"Thought you were sleeping." Remus joked.

"Not any more."

"Get dressed so we can grab some sandwiches and scram." James ordered.

"Whatever you say boss."

"And if you don't hurry, we'll leave you behind." Harry finished.

"Since when can you order?" Sirius looked surprised.

"Since he's my son, Paddy." James smirked, putting his arm around Harry's shoulder one again. Harry did the same.

"You could be a twin like that, you know?" Sirius commented.

"Yes, I've heard that enough times already, now get dressed." Harry smiled.

"I'm running, I'm running."

"No, you're sill standing at the same spot." Remus laughed.

"Go bug Wormy or something."

"Been there, done that already." Peter whispered.

They laughed and continued to bug Sirius until he was dressed and then raced down, grabbed some sandwiches and checked out.

They cool morning air turned Sirius hyper. (A/N: And if you read 'Giving In', you know you don't want that outside the Quidditch pitch.) James eventually put a spell on him to keep him calm.

When they arrived at Hogsmeade the first store they paid a visit was Zonko's, after that Honeydunkes and then they went to get a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks.

If they had known what would happen next, they wouldn't have been so calm and carefree and Harry wouldn't have ignored the tinkling of his scar, but they didn't know, nobody did.

Screams came form outside, people were running in all directions.

"What's going on?" Peter said in a high scared voice.

"I don't know." Remus answered, looking rather pale.

"Let's find out then." And before they could stop him Harry was leaving the pub, the Marauders not far behind.

What they saw was not nice. Voldemort and at least twenty Death Eaters were walking down the street.

"Well, hello Voldie-poo. If I had known you would be coming I would have hung out a flag." Harry said sarcastically.

"If you had known I was coming, you would have known my plan and stayed in bed today." Voldemort answered.

"Do I have to be scared now?" Harry retorted.

"I would run if you love your live."

"I've faced you five times already and I'm still here, so why should I be scared and run?"

"If you're so good, duel with me."

"My pleasure."

"Harry, don't." James said.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Just be careful." Sirius said.

"I will."

Harry knew he held the advantage in this duel. One; This Voldemort didn't have a way around Lily's protection. Two; Harry had experienced Priori Incantatem once before and knew about it.

Voldemort used a lot of spells, but Harry shielded them. (A/N: I'm to lazy to think of some.)

"Imperio." The curse hit Harry.

"You think I'm a mindless zombie or something? you have to wake up earlier to make that work." Harry smirked.

"Crucio!"

Pain. Harry's body was burning with pain, but he didn't move a muscle. Voldemort didn't have to know that it hurt like hell. He didn't look the least bit pleased that Harry wasn't giving in to screaming.

"I was planning to toy with you, but since you don't seem to want to play, I'll just have to finish it right now."

Harry had been waiting for this. He had a few tricks up his sleeve and was not afraid to use them.

He muttered something under his breath and a wind seem to pass the scene, but Harry knew better. His plan was working. Dumbledore should be here any minute now, but it would be finished before he got here.

"Avada Kedavra."

The next things seem to happen in slow-motion. People screamed as the green beam was closing in on Harry, but it had a slight deflection to the right. It missed Harry by a few inches and hit someone else, the spell had worked and Voldemort's wand wasn't working proper anymore.

Harry turned around to see who was hit. What he saw was not funny, but it still made him roll over the ground laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Voldemort demanded.

"You just changed the future. You just killed the future traitor of my parents. They'll live." Harry had trouble saying that.

Dumbledore had arrived just in time to hear Harry say that. He then noticed the dead body of Peter Pettigrew.

"Now Sirius won't be framed, so he won't go to Azkaban." Harry laughed. "And I don't have to live with those stupid Muggles."

James, Sirius and Remus looked at each other surprised. Had Harry really gone through that? Would that really have been their future? They joined him on they ground. This was all just to funny for words. Harry didn't want to change the future, but ended up doing just that.

"Everybody back to the castle." Dumbledore ordered.

Every student who was still here was willing to comply, though it took the Marauders a lot of trouble to get up. With some help of a few seventh years they got to the castle.

Somehow they managed to get up to their dorm without more help.

After they calmed down they turned to Harry.

"Spill it." Sirius demanded.

"What?" Harry asked sheepishly.

"Your story of course. You can't change they future anymore, it's already changed." Remus said.

"Oh, yeah." Harry's face turned dark.

Everybody had been sitting on their own bed, but now moved to Harry's. It was clear he was still hurt because of his history.

"Hé, don't worry. You can cry if you want to." James said gently.

"Thanks. Well it all begins with a stupid prophecy. It generally said that a boy born in July will be marked by Voldemort and they can't live together, so one has to die. Two boys had been born and Voldie choose me. He appeared on our doorstep at Halloween, I was just a year and three months old. First he killed you, dad, after that he wanted to kill me, but my mom wanted to die instead, so she got her with. Then he turned to kill me, but the spell reflected and hit Voldie. He disappeared and I got this scar. After that night I was famous, known throughout the whole wizarding world as 'The Boy Who Lived', but I didn't know until my eleventh birthday. I had to live with my mother's sister and her family, Muggles. I was hit and locked up in a cupboard, until my letter came. I got a normal bedroom, but didn't get to see the letter."

Harry took a deep breath as the memories came to the surface. He had been so happy and carefree then.

"Hagrid had to bring it to me and we immediately visited Diagon Ally. On the train I became friends with Ron Weasley and after defeating a full- grown mountain troll at Halloween, we became friends with Hermoine Granger, a Muggleborn. At the end of the year I faced Voldie again to stop him get the Philosopher's Stone. I did and was once again a hero. Second year brought strange things and petrified students, at the end of the year I went into the Camber of Secrets to face sixteen year old Tom Riddle's memory, Voldemort's memory. I killed the Basilisk in the camber and defeated Voldemort once again.

The Marauders were looking at Harry as if he just turned into a ghost.

"Are you serious?" Sirius asked slowly.

"No, you are." Harry replied.

This broke the ice that had been forming.

"Now it's used against you, Paddy." James laughed.

"No fair." Sirius whined.

"Please continue, Harry." Remus choked.

"Ok, well the next summer a prisoner escaped from Askaban, as you can guess, that was Siri. Everybody thought he had killed Peter, twelve Muggles and betrayed you to Voldemort. Dementors guarded the entrances to Hogwarts grounds and Remus became teacher. Christmass brought me my Firebolt because my Nimbus 2000 run into our favourite Willow. It was not known who sent me it, but after some tests it was declared safe, so I could use it. At the end of the year Ron, Hermoine, Moony and me found out the truth and that Peter was still alive as Ron's rat. He escaped, so Siri had to run again, but Dumbledore believed us and Sirius and I kept in contact. He wrote he had sent me the Firebolt. The next summer was much better, even though I had blown my so-called aunt up like a balloon the one before. I went to the World Cup Quidditch with the Weasleys and then my summer really went down hill. Two days before that I had a nightmare and my scar hurt. That night the Dark Mark appeared."

"Not good, definitely not good." Remus stated.

"Shut up and listen, Moony." Sirius said, hitting him over the head. "I've always wanted to do that you know."

They laughed.

"Ok, well that year Hogwarts organised the Triwizard Tournament. You had to be seventeen to enter, but someone entered me and Hogwarts got two champions. It alarmed Dumbledore and Paddy that I had been entered, but it went really well and I was always sharing first place. When the other Hogwarts champion, Cedric, and I touched the cup, we were transported to a graveyard. Peter killed Cedric and tied me to a headstone. With his father's bone, Peter's right hand and my blood, Voldemort got his body back. We duelled, but the core of our wands are from the same phoenix, Fawkes, so Priori Incantatem occurred. It was really strange, but I got away agian. The Order of the Phoenix was assembled again and stationed the headquarters at 12 Grimwald Place, your old home, Paddy and you couldn't leave that house either."

"What a torture." Sirius said.

"Definitely." James agreed.

"Fifth year was horrible, especially with the new DADA teacher, 'cause not one stayed more than a year. We didn't get a proper class, so Hermoine founded a DADA-club and I would teach, because I was the best. That was really fun, but Dumbledore had to leave the school. At the end of the year Voldemort made me think he had Sirius to lure me out of school. In they end Sirius wasn't captured but did get killed when he was trying to safe me."

Now tears were running down Harry's face.

"I feel so guilty and responsible."

"Don't." Sirius said. "I only know you for three weeks now, but I wouldn't mind dying if it meant you would survive. I'd give my life for you, you deserve it."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really."

"Thanks." And Harry hugged Sirius, while he stuck out his tongue at James.

"If they future is already changed, you can tell us who your mother is, can't you, Harry?" James said, trying to get Harry's attention away from his best friend.

"I could."

"Please?" James begged.

"Yeah, tell us." Sirius encouraged.

"This could be fun." Remus said. "Wouldn't you want to see Prongsy's face if you said it?"

"Ok, you win."

"Tell us." The three said in unison.

"Lily Evans."

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