"Mr. Black.'' Said Dumbledore sternly.
"Err … we haven't done anything yet, I swear.'' James said.
Dumbledore was confusing him; he had never seen him with that look on his face.
Dumbledore gave a laugh, that didn't sound like he was very amused, and said, "If you didn't do anything then how did you get here?''
"The train.'' Said James.
But clearly that wasn't the answer judging by the look on Dumbledore's face.
"The train then the carriage? Asked Sirius.
"Let me be more specific,'' said Dumbledore, "How did you come to be in the future?''
After looking at one another the Marauders came to the same decision.
"Err … Professor Dumbledore?'' said James cautiously, "I'm sure if you hurry now you'll find Madam Pomfrey still awake.''
Dumbledore gave a sad smile and said, "No, Potter, I don't think I need to see her right now. Though I may go see her and get a good headache potion. Now I want you three to tell me how you got here. If you are still clueless try to tell me what that golden light was.''
"Ah, it was the ball.'' Said Remus, realization dawning on his face.
Everyone in the room turned to look at him.
"What ball?'' asked Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall at the same time.
"The ball James had.''
Now everyone in the room turned to James.
"I told you guys some good-for-nothing git gave it to me.'' Said James with a shrug.
"What did he look like?'' asked Dumbledore.
"He was wearing black robes with his hood on.'' Said James.
"Potter how could you be so stupid!'' hissed Professor McGonagall.
"Well it didn't look dangerous.'' James said defensively.
"Potter you took something from a stranger and had no idea what it was!'' yelled Professor McGonagall.
"I—'' James began to say.
"Oh, Potter don't get your knickers in a twist.'' Sirius said while smiling up at the ceiling.
While everyone had been arguing Sirius had been letting it all sink in, since the first time Dumbledore said that they were in the future. Now everything made sense, the funny looks and the explosion.
Everyone in the room turned to look at Sirius, who was still smiling to himself.
"Is there something you would like to say Mr. Black?'' said Professor McGonagall sternly.
"Yes there is,'' turning to Remus, and James he said, "Just think about it you two. We. Are. In. The. Future.''
It took them both a moment but they eventually found out what Sirius was hinting at.
Smiling James said, "So what are you going to do, tell our mums?''
Professor McGonagall just scowled at all three of them.
"Exactly how far in the future are we?'' Remus asked.
"Far enough that two of you are dead and one of you had a child. That is how far you have all come.'' Said Dumbledore sadly.
The Marauders were stunned into silence.
"I think I should tell you everything you need to know now before you hear it from others.'' Continued Dumbledore.
"But—'' Professor McGonagall began.
"They are going to have to stay here till we find out what's going on. I would rather have them hear about what will happen to them from me rather then from someone who … dislikes them.'' Said Dumbledore.
"O.k. who dies?'' said Sirius in a rather up-beat tone.
"You and James.'' Said Dumbledore with no shine in his eyes.
"Do we die together?'' asked James with a glance at Sirius.
"No you are killed years before Sirius, by lord Voldemort.''
James gave a gulp and nodded his head.
"So when do I die?'' asked Sirius.
"You just died last year Sirius,'' McGonagall said while looking at her feet.
"So which one of us has the kid?'' said James on the up beat.
The Marauders always look on the upside of things. So they die, everyone does, it wont be till they're older anyway. Their thinking is, we're alive right now so let's go have some fun right now.
"As a mater of fact you do Potter.'' Said McGonagall.
There was a silence, which crept over the room.
"Well?'' said James and Sirius at the same time.
"Well, what?'' said McGonagall raising one of her brows.
"Well, what is he like? Does he take after me? Who do I marry? He better not be some prefect, no offence Moony.'' James said the first part of the last sentence with a look of disgust on his face.
"Potter.'' Sighed Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore just smiled with his eyes twinkling.
"As a matter of fact you marry someone with very pretty green eyes, I'll let you guess who. I can safely say that he is not a prefect, though under different circumstances I might have made him one, he just has to much to deal with.''
"Was Prongs a good dad then?'' asked Sirius with a smirk in James's direction.
"He never really got to be a dad,'' said Dumbledore.
"Voldemort kills me before I get to be a dad?'' James asked getting a little angry.
Dumbledore nodded his head.
"Well, at least the mother lives right?'' James asked eyeing Dumbledore.
He just shock his head again and said, "She dies too.''
"So who raises my kid?''
"His muggle aunt and uncle.'' McGonagall said.
"That's horrible.'' Lupin said.
Sirius and James nodded their heads in agreement.
"Wait a moment what's his name?'' asked James.
"Harry James Potter.'' Said Dumbledore.
"Self-centered, had to give the kid your name didn't you.'' Said Sirius.
But at the moment James wasn't listening he was remembering a conversation he had, had with a house elf. Didn't that house elf, Dobby, say that someone named Harry Potter had defeated Voldemort? Yes, he did, but was it my Harry Potter? There could be other Potters in the world.
"Professor Dumbledore in the kitchen just now a house elf said that a Harry Potter had defeated Voldemort.'' James said carefully looking at Dumbledore.
Sighing Dumbledore said, "Yes, he did defeat Voldemort, many time in fact. The first being when he was not even a year old and had just lost both his parents. After that Voldemort disappeared for a while, I took Harry to go live with his mother's family and he was raised as a muggle. During his first year here he defeated Voldemort again, not full strength of course, who happened to be sharing the body of one of my teachers. That year he was also became the youngest seeker in over a century.''
James was wearing the biggest smile on his face when he heard this.
Of course he's a Potter.
"He's very good at it too. He has only lost one match and that one was due to some dementors—''
On and on Dumbledore went telling the Marauders about Harry's life along with their own. Sirius wasn't to thrilled about the idea of being sent to Azkaban and being killed three years later, but he figured that he could try to change what was going to happen. If not, what would come would come. Could he change it though? Maybe, for starters their presence here now was already changing thing here, wasn't it?
Looking over at James, Sirius met his eyes and they both nodded their heads in agreement. If they could they would both try to change their lives and Harry's. As for right now they both intended to make sure that Harry got a 'proper' education from them both.
When Professor Dumbledore finally finished James said, "So when do we get to meet him?''
Professor McGonagall laughed and said, "Well, Potter, seeing that it is about one in the morning I'd say in about a few hours.''
"He hasn't seen his dear old dad in a while. I'm sure he wont mind if we wake him now.'' Said James innocently.
"The boy has classes tomorrow, Potter. No.'' McGonagall said sternly.
All three Marauders were more then ready to start complaining.
Seeing this Dumbledore said, " How about this, if you three promise to go to sleep right now, I'll give you Harry's schedule so that when you wake up you can get him out of class, I'm sure he'd like that.''
Sighing in defeat, there was a scattered agreement from the Marauders.
After hearing their answer Dumbledore got out a piece of paper, signed it and gave it to James who immediately pocketed it, in his robe.
"Now I want all three of you to go to Madam Pomfrey let her check you, then I want you all to stay there and go to sleep.''
The Marauders rose grumpily from their chairs and filed out the door.
Turning to McGonagall Dumbledore said, "I want you to take them there and explain things to Poppy a little more clearly. I would go myself but I have quite a few letters to write to the Order and one to Lupin. I'm not sure how he is going to take the news of his old friends and his sixteen-year-old self coming back … to have a little chat.''
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O.k. short I know but I still have homework to do. I need your help real quick. Could someone please tell me who would be on the Gryffindor Quidditch team this year? Thanks.