Thanks for your reviews, volleypickle16, O'Malley the Alley Cat, LOTRfan86, babyjayy, athenakitty, and Neo Anderson!
Neo Anderson= I put Hermione in Ravenclaw for an important reason...which you will find out later. :-)
athenakitty= You'll find out, and yes to the second question.
LOTRfan86 (and all my other readers who want some pointers about writing fan fics)= It's easy to write a fan fic. All you have to do is write a story, (If you have a Windows computer, use Microsft word, and if you have a Macintosh [which is what I have] use simple text [if you use simple text, write .txt for the label]). Then you log in, and go to the Read Me First section, read that, then go to Document Manager, upload you story, preview it for any mistakes, then if you're writing a new story, go to Create a Story, and when you're done with that, go to Edit Story/Chapter Management. Then click Submit New Chapter to, of course, submit a chapter. Then you're done! Hope that helped.
Disclaimer: I'm sure by now, it's very obvious what goes, here, eh? :-)
Oh, and don't go to Brazil...I hear the monkey problem is even worse this year (line from The Simpsons)
~*~
Two month later, and Harry was really beginning to adjust to being in his parents' time. At first it had been a little weird, but eventually he became used to it.
Hermione had also been having a pretty good time. She and her friends Kathleen and Amanda hung out with Harry and the Marauders (who inducted Harry into to their group right away, so he could pull pranks with them), and they spent as much time as they could hanging out together. Even though Kathleen and Amanda had once gone out with the infamous girl-dumper (only James called his friend that) Sirius Black, they had, of course, forgiven him, so all was well in that area.
Because Hermione was in Ravenclaw, she had connection with some of the brightest minds in the school (with the exception of James, Sirius, and Remus, and Harry). Harry had asked her privately to check with some people about how to go forwards in time (though Hermione didnÕt say why), and there were currently a few students working on that. They were doing this all without the knowledge of the teachers. Dumbledore, of course, knew what the students were doing, and helped them without their knowing, but nobody knew that.
Harry, of course, was not on the quidditch team this time because there werenÕt any spaces available, but every Saturday that wasnÕt devoted to Hogsmeade, Harry, James, and Sirius played some quidditch, and were watched by Hermione, Kathleen, Amanda, Remus, and Peter.
All in all, Hermione and Harry had been pretty busy, and currently, Harry and the Marauders were in double Potions with the Slytherins.
"Settle down, class, settle down," said the Potions teacher, Professor Klyne.
Professor Klyne, luckily, didnÕt favor the Slytherins, or any other house, although he wasnÕt in general a very nice person. He was mean to everyone, except the popular students, which in this case were Harry, James, Remus and Sirius. Professor Klyne had blonde, greasy hair, and a wide, toothy smile (when he did smile at all, which wasnÕt often).
"Today you will be brewing the Switching Potion," Professor Klyne continued. Harry tuned him out, for he had brewed this same potion in his fifth year, and, therefore, already knew how to brew it.
"You may begin," finished Professor Klyne.
Harry, who was sitting next to Remus, was sitting in the back row, along the James and Sirius, who were partners. In front of them sat Snape, who was alone.
"Harry, why werenÕt you listening to Professor Klyne when he was explaining about the potion?" Remus asked Harry.
"Because I already brewed this when I was in my fifth year," said Harry, brushing his (now red) hair out of his (now blue) eyes. "My class was pretty advanced for their level."
"I can tell."
Remus added the first ingredient to his potion, and began to stir, while Harry listened in on JamesÕs and SiriusÕs conversation.
"So, Padfoot my friend," said James in a low voice, "what sort of mayhem should we cause today?"
"How about we curse one of the Slytherins?"
"Which Slytherin should we curse?"
"I should think that would be obvious," said Sirius.
James face split into an evil grin. "Snivellus? Excellent. However, we should make it look like an accident, and we should make it...severe enough to get us out of this class early."
"How are we going to do that?"
"I have an idea how you can achieve that," said Harry.
James and Sirius jumped.
"Were you listening in on us?" James asked.
"Obviously."
"Never mind that, Prongs- Harry whatÕs your idea?" said Sirius with a grin.
"Well, in my second year," said Harry in a low voice so that nobody but Sirius and James could here (Remus could hear Harry, too, but he frowned and said nothing), "my friend Hermione-"
"Your girlfriend?"
"Yes," said Harry. "Anyway, Hermione needed to get some potions ingredients for a certain potion, and some of the ingredients were in the teacherÕs private store cupboard. So one day, Hermione gave me a FilibusterÕs Firecracker, and told me that I was to throw the Cracker into someoneÕs cauldron, which I did, when she gave me the signal. The cauldron exploded, and everyone got showered with the Swelling Solution, except, of course, the teacher, Hermione, me, and my friend Ron-" at the mention of RonÕs name, HarryÕs voice broke.
"Harry, are you all right?" said Remus.
"Yeah...I guess..." Harry nodded quickly and swallowed.
"WhoÕs Ron?" asked Sirius.
"He was one of my best friends," said Harry. "He...he was murdered in January by one of VoldemortÕs death eaters." Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He thought he had gotten over his friendÕs death, but then figured that things like that take a long time to heal.
"Has anyone else you know...died?" asked Sirius.
"Sirius!" said Remus.
"ItÕs all right," said Harry. "My parents died when I was a baby; they were killed by Voldemort. And then, last year, in June, my godfather was killed by one of VoldemortÕs Death Eaters. He was like the father I never had, but...IÕm over that now."
"Harry," said James. "IÕm so sorry!"
"ItÕs OK," said Harry. Then he grinned. "So, should we get working on causing some mayhem, mainly to dear old Snivellus?"
James was silent for a second.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Well..." Harry said.
"ThatÕs brilliant!" said Sirius and James in admiration.
"OK, you ready to execute our prank?"
"Yeah!"
"OK, here goes..."
Harry bent down, and got a firecracker out of his robes. He lit the tip of it with his wand, and it began to fizzle; he stood up, and lobbed it in Snape's cauldron. Harry, James, and Sirius (and Remus) all ducked, and then the cauldron exploded, showering everyone in the potion (except Harry, James, Sirius, and Remus). Snape, however, got drenched in the most potion. While pandemonium still reigned, Harry, James, and Sirius took the opportunity to curse Snape. Then they stood up, and tried to look innocent, even though they knew that they wouldnÕt get in trouble.
"Everyone! Everyone!" Professor Klyne yelled out. "If any of you was hit by the Switching Potion, come to me! You can leave afterwards because of this incident!"
Harry, James, Remus, and Sirius exchanged grins, and they left the classroom.
"Harry, that was bloody brilliant!"
"Thanks, Sirius."
"Call me Padfoot, but only when itÕs just us, James, Remus, and Peter."
"All right," Harry replied.
The group walked up the stone steps, but stopped as they heard a voice saying something that sounded important.
"LetÕs go listen in," said Sirius.
"Sirius, itÕs not polite to eavesdrop."
"So? They could be talking about us."
"Come on, Moony," said Harry.
Remus reluctantly agreed, so he, Harry, James, and Sirius went over to the door (which was slightly open) and put their ears to it.
"...and when we go to Hogsmeade on Saturday, weÕre going to to to the Three Broomsticks first, and up to the Shrieking Shack. You can deal with them then," said a voice.
"Hey, that sounds like Peter!" Remus whispered.
"Shh!"
"Excellent," said a second voice.
"What are you going to do to them?"
"Oh, nothing really," said the second person with a cold, harsh laugh. "WeÕre just going to make them pay for their pranks. First, weÕre going to stun them, and after we drag them into a safe area, weÕre going to torture...and curse them." The second person, again, gave out a mirthless laugh.
"TheyÕre going to put up a fight," said the first person.
"You think I donÕt know that?"
"I apologise."
"Now," said the second person suddenly after a pause. "LetÕs go our separate ways until Saturday. The students from Potions will undoubtedly be coming our way in a few minutes."
The two people walked to the door, and Harry, Remus, James, and Sirius straightened up. They each wore looks of identical fury. The door opened, revealing Peter, and a burly Slytherin that they had seen, but never spoken to.
"So, Peter," said James in a low, deadly, and dangerous voice. "Decided to betray us, have you?"
Peter flinched, but said nothing.
"You know, James," said Sirius, looking at Peter with distaste, "I think that this little scrap of dirt here deserves to be dealt with. What say you all?" Sirius addressed his question to Harry, James and Remus.
"We agree," said Harry, James, and Remus.
"YouÕre no friend of ours," said James dangerously. "You deserve to go to hell and rot."
Harry didnÕt say anything. He knew that Peter betraying his friends was going to come soon, but not this soon. He didnÕt say anything to express his fury, but did the next best thing; he drew back his fist, and, with a resounding thud, punched Peter in the jaw.
"You do deserve to rot in hell, so stupid son of a b-" Harry couldnÕt speak, for his fury. Instead, he drew out his wand, and pointed it at Peter; Harry uttered a curse, which blasted Peter off his feet. Harry turned around, and he, James, Sirius, and Remus left for the Great Hall for some lunch.
Harry, James, Sirius and Remus, looking mutinous sat down at the Gryffindor table, and began eating lunch. They still looked mutinous when Hermione, Amanda, and Kathleen joined them a few minutes later.
"WhatÕs the matter? Something happen in Potions?" Hermione asked, seeing the looks on the Marauders' (now Harry, James, Sirius, and Remus) faces.
"ItÕs what happened after Potions thatÕs the matter," said Harry, setting down his glass of pumpkin juice rather harder than normal, and making it spill onto the table.
"Why, what happened?" Kathleen asked.
"Well," said Sirius, "the little rat, Peter-" he spat out this name as though there was something unpleasant tasing in his mouth, "-heÕs joined forces with the Slytherins, and he was planning to attack us when we go to Hogsmeade on Saturday."
"Not Peter Pettigrew!" said Lily, as she sat down next to James. She had heard their conversation, and decided to join in.
"No, the Queen of England," said James sarcastically. "Of course Peter Pettigrew! The little rat face is no friend of ours anymore."
~*~
You know what to do
Neo Anderson= I put Hermione in Ravenclaw for an important reason...which you will find out later. :-)
athenakitty= You'll find out, and yes to the second question.
LOTRfan86 (and all my other readers who want some pointers about writing fan fics)= It's easy to write a fan fic. All you have to do is write a story, (If you have a Windows computer, use Microsft word, and if you have a Macintosh [which is what I have] use simple text [if you use simple text, write .txt for the label]). Then you log in, and go to the Read Me First section, read that, then go to Document Manager, upload you story, preview it for any mistakes, then if you're writing a new story, go to Create a Story, and when you're done with that, go to Edit Story/Chapter Management. Then click Submit New Chapter to, of course, submit a chapter. Then you're done! Hope that helped.
Disclaimer: I'm sure by now, it's very obvious what goes, here, eh? :-)
Oh, and don't go to Brazil...I hear the monkey problem is even worse this year (line from The Simpsons)
~*~
Two month later, and Harry was really beginning to adjust to being in his parents' time. At first it had been a little weird, but eventually he became used to it.
Hermione had also been having a pretty good time. She and her friends Kathleen and Amanda hung out with Harry and the Marauders (who inducted Harry into to their group right away, so he could pull pranks with them), and they spent as much time as they could hanging out together. Even though Kathleen and Amanda had once gone out with the infamous girl-dumper (only James called his friend that) Sirius Black, they had, of course, forgiven him, so all was well in that area.
Because Hermione was in Ravenclaw, she had connection with some of the brightest minds in the school (with the exception of James, Sirius, and Remus, and Harry). Harry had asked her privately to check with some people about how to go forwards in time (though Hermione didnÕt say why), and there were currently a few students working on that. They were doing this all without the knowledge of the teachers. Dumbledore, of course, knew what the students were doing, and helped them without their knowing, but nobody knew that.
Harry, of course, was not on the quidditch team this time because there werenÕt any spaces available, but every Saturday that wasnÕt devoted to Hogsmeade, Harry, James, and Sirius played some quidditch, and were watched by Hermione, Kathleen, Amanda, Remus, and Peter.
All in all, Hermione and Harry had been pretty busy, and currently, Harry and the Marauders were in double Potions with the Slytherins.
"Settle down, class, settle down," said the Potions teacher, Professor Klyne.
Professor Klyne, luckily, didnÕt favor the Slytherins, or any other house, although he wasnÕt in general a very nice person. He was mean to everyone, except the popular students, which in this case were Harry, James, Remus and Sirius. Professor Klyne had blonde, greasy hair, and a wide, toothy smile (when he did smile at all, which wasnÕt often).
"Today you will be brewing the Switching Potion," Professor Klyne continued. Harry tuned him out, for he had brewed this same potion in his fifth year, and, therefore, already knew how to brew it.
"You may begin," finished Professor Klyne.
Harry, who was sitting next to Remus, was sitting in the back row, along the James and Sirius, who were partners. In front of them sat Snape, who was alone.
"Harry, why werenÕt you listening to Professor Klyne when he was explaining about the potion?" Remus asked Harry.
"Because I already brewed this when I was in my fifth year," said Harry, brushing his (now red) hair out of his (now blue) eyes. "My class was pretty advanced for their level."
"I can tell."
Remus added the first ingredient to his potion, and began to stir, while Harry listened in on JamesÕs and SiriusÕs conversation.
"So, Padfoot my friend," said James in a low voice, "what sort of mayhem should we cause today?"
"How about we curse one of the Slytherins?"
"Which Slytherin should we curse?"
"I should think that would be obvious," said Sirius.
James face split into an evil grin. "Snivellus? Excellent. However, we should make it look like an accident, and we should make it...severe enough to get us out of this class early."
"How are we going to do that?"
"I have an idea how you can achieve that," said Harry.
James and Sirius jumped.
"Were you listening in on us?" James asked.
"Obviously."
"Never mind that, Prongs- Harry whatÕs your idea?" said Sirius with a grin.
"Well, in my second year," said Harry in a low voice so that nobody but Sirius and James could here (Remus could hear Harry, too, but he frowned and said nothing), "my friend Hermione-"
"Your girlfriend?"
"Yes," said Harry. "Anyway, Hermione needed to get some potions ingredients for a certain potion, and some of the ingredients were in the teacherÕs private store cupboard. So one day, Hermione gave me a FilibusterÕs Firecracker, and told me that I was to throw the Cracker into someoneÕs cauldron, which I did, when she gave me the signal. The cauldron exploded, and everyone got showered with the Swelling Solution, except, of course, the teacher, Hermione, me, and my friend Ron-" at the mention of RonÕs name, HarryÕs voice broke.
"Harry, are you all right?" said Remus.
"Yeah...I guess..." Harry nodded quickly and swallowed.
"WhoÕs Ron?" asked Sirius.
"He was one of my best friends," said Harry. "He...he was murdered in January by one of VoldemortÕs death eaters." Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He thought he had gotten over his friendÕs death, but then figured that things like that take a long time to heal.
"Has anyone else you know...died?" asked Sirius.
"Sirius!" said Remus.
"ItÕs all right," said Harry. "My parents died when I was a baby; they were killed by Voldemort. And then, last year, in June, my godfather was killed by one of VoldemortÕs Death Eaters. He was like the father I never had, but...IÕm over that now."
"Harry," said James. "IÕm so sorry!"
"ItÕs OK," said Harry. Then he grinned. "So, should we get working on causing some mayhem, mainly to dear old Snivellus?"
James was silent for a second.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Well..." Harry said.
"ThatÕs brilliant!" said Sirius and James in admiration.
"OK, you ready to execute our prank?"
"Yeah!"
"OK, here goes..."
Harry bent down, and got a firecracker out of his robes. He lit the tip of it with his wand, and it began to fizzle; he stood up, and lobbed it in Snape's cauldron. Harry, James, and Sirius (and Remus) all ducked, and then the cauldron exploded, showering everyone in the potion (except Harry, James, Sirius, and Remus). Snape, however, got drenched in the most potion. While pandemonium still reigned, Harry, James, and Sirius took the opportunity to curse Snape. Then they stood up, and tried to look innocent, even though they knew that they wouldnÕt get in trouble.
"Everyone! Everyone!" Professor Klyne yelled out. "If any of you was hit by the Switching Potion, come to me! You can leave afterwards because of this incident!"
Harry, James, Remus, and Sirius exchanged grins, and they left the classroom.
"Harry, that was bloody brilliant!"
"Thanks, Sirius."
"Call me Padfoot, but only when itÕs just us, James, Remus, and Peter."
"All right," Harry replied.
The group walked up the stone steps, but stopped as they heard a voice saying something that sounded important.
"LetÕs go listen in," said Sirius.
"Sirius, itÕs not polite to eavesdrop."
"So? They could be talking about us."
"Come on, Moony," said Harry.
Remus reluctantly agreed, so he, Harry, James, and Sirius went over to the door (which was slightly open) and put their ears to it.
"...and when we go to Hogsmeade on Saturday, weÕre going to to to the Three Broomsticks first, and up to the Shrieking Shack. You can deal with them then," said a voice.
"Hey, that sounds like Peter!" Remus whispered.
"Shh!"
"Excellent," said a second voice.
"What are you going to do to them?"
"Oh, nothing really," said the second person with a cold, harsh laugh. "WeÕre just going to make them pay for their pranks. First, weÕre going to stun them, and after we drag them into a safe area, weÕre going to torture...and curse them." The second person, again, gave out a mirthless laugh.
"TheyÕre going to put up a fight," said the first person.
"You think I donÕt know that?"
"I apologise."
"Now," said the second person suddenly after a pause. "LetÕs go our separate ways until Saturday. The students from Potions will undoubtedly be coming our way in a few minutes."
The two people walked to the door, and Harry, Remus, James, and Sirius straightened up. They each wore looks of identical fury. The door opened, revealing Peter, and a burly Slytherin that they had seen, but never spoken to.
"So, Peter," said James in a low, deadly, and dangerous voice. "Decided to betray us, have you?"
Peter flinched, but said nothing.
"You know, James," said Sirius, looking at Peter with distaste, "I think that this little scrap of dirt here deserves to be dealt with. What say you all?" Sirius addressed his question to Harry, James and Remus.
"We agree," said Harry, James, and Remus.
"YouÕre no friend of ours," said James dangerously. "You deserve to go to hell and rot."
Harry didnÕt say anything. He knew that Peter betraying his friends was going to come soon, but not this soon. He didnÕt say anything to express his fury, but did the next best thing; he drew back his fist, and, with a resounding thud, punched Peter in the jaw.
"You do deserve to rot in hell, so stupid son of a b-" Harry couldnÕt speak, for his fury. Instead, he drew out his wand, and pointed it at Peter; Harry uttered a curse, which blasted Peter off his feet. Harry turned around, and he, James, Sirius, and Remus left for the Great Hall for some lunch.
Harry, James, Sirius and Remus, looking mutinous sat down at the Gryffindor table, and began eating lunch. They still looked mutinous when Hermione, Amanda, and Kathleen joined them a few minutes later.
"WhatÕs the matter? Something happen in Potions?" Hermione asked, seeing the looks on the Marauders' (now Harry, James, Sirius, and Remus) faces.
"ItÕs what happened after Potions thatÕs the matter," said Harry, setting down his glass of pumpkin juice rather harder than normal, and making it spill onto the table.
"Why, what happened?" Kathleen asked.
"Well," said Sirius, "the little rat, Peter-" he spat out this name as though there was something unpleasant tasing in his mouth, "-heÕs joined forces with the Slytherins, and he was planning to attack us when we go to Hogsmeade on Saturday."
"Not Peter Pettigrew!" said Lily, as she sat down next to James. She had heard their conversation, and decided to join in.
"No, the Queen of England," said James sarcastically. "Of course Peter Pettigrew! The little rat face is no friend of ours anymore."
~*~
You know what to do