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A week after the Christmas holidays had already gone by, and it was finally the weekend. James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, and Hermione would have been outside sitting by the lake, perhaps doing homework or nothing at all, but since it was so cold outside, they couldnÕt. Instead, Lily and Hermione were off in the library doing homework, and James, Remus, Sirius, and Harry were hanging out in an abandoned class room in a remote corridor on the ground floor.
James and Sirius were pretending to duel with a couple sticks for wands, Remus was reading a book, and Harry was staring at the window, out at the cold, grey sky and swirling snow. He was thinking about the great progress the sixth and seventh year Ravenclaws were making on finding a way to travel forward in time (Dumbledore would wipe their memories when Harry and Hermione were gone), and then his thoughts drifted over to Hermione, and the wedding. When should it be? The Easter holidays seemed like a good time, it would be spring, so it wouldnÕt be too cold outside. But where should the wedding be? GodricÕs Hollow? Maybe. Hogwarts? No, there would still be plenty of students around, and Harry and Hermione had planned to have a small wedding. Perhaps GodricÕs Hollow, then.
HarryÕs thoughts then turned over to Hermione. Harry couldnÕt wait to become a father, and just the thought of it made him want to jump for joy. Hermione and Harry hadnÕt thought of any names for a child when they had one, but there was time for that in to future.
The future. Harry didnÕt really want to go back to the future. There wasnÕt really anything for him there, except perhaps misery. He wouldnÕt be able to laugh with Ron, or Sirius, or his father or mother. Unfortunately, there was Voldemort to reckon with. Though he didnÕt want to, Harry knew he had to defeat Voldemort, and this was why he, Harry, had to go back to his own time. But how to defeat Voldemort? Harry had no ideas. He obviously couldnÕt use his own wand against Voldemort, because their wands were brothers. Harry could use another personÕs wand, but then whatever spell he cast wouldnÕt be as strong, because, as Mr. Olivander had said, 'You can never get such good results with another wizardÕs wand.' But if Harry couldnÕt use his wand, then how on earth was he to defeat Voldemort? He decided to run all this by the other three.
"You canÕt use your wand against Voldemort because your wand and his are brothers?Ó said Sirius. "That must be bloody frustrating."
"It is,Ó agreed Harry. "I just wish there was some way I could defeat him, either with someone elseÕs wand, or without any wand at all."
Remus sighed and put down his book.
"You have any ideas, Moony?Ó James asked.
"One, but if it works, ItÕs going to take Harry months, years even, to work out how to do it. But then, HarryÕs more than just an ordinary wizard."
"WhatÕs that supposed to mean?Ó said Harry.
"You mean you donÕt know?Ó said Remus, looking at James, and then Harry. "Neither of you know?"
"Know what?" Harry and James chorused.
"Harry, James here is a pureblood, which IÕm sure you know. His family tree dates back centuries, to the time of Merlin himself. As you know, Merlin was the greatest sorcerer of his time, of all time, and no wizard has surpassed him in power- until now. IÕve been doing research, and IÕve come up with an extraordinary discovery."
"YouÕre starting to sound like Dumbledore," said Sirius, and he was hushed by the other three.
"What was your discovery?" Harry asked, though he thought he knew what was coming.
"That you, Harry, and you, James, are related to Merlin. You two, and JamesÕs dad, are his last remaining descendants." Remus said.
Harry and James sat there, drinking it all in.
"Years, and years ago, there was a prophecy that was made. A prophecy that concerned Merlin, and his heir. You see, Merlin lived centuries ago, which means that his heir is either you, Harry, or James. I personally think it is Harry here, since Harry has shown what MerlinÕs true heir would be like."
"Wait a minute,Ó said James. "How did you know what MerlinÕs Heir would be like?"
"I remember reading it somewhere."
"Oh."
"So..." said Harry. "How is this supposed to work out, me being MerlinÕs heir?"
"It means that you are the most powerful wizard- even more powerful than Dumbledore- to live since Merlin. You could probably master, say, an Animagus transformation in two months, at the most."
HarryÕs jaw had dropped when Remus said that he, Harry, was more powerful that Dumbledore! He looked at James and Sirius, who looked very thoughtful.
"ThatÕs an idea," said Sirius. "James and I could teach you to become an Animagus."
"But IÕll be an illegal Animagus!"
"Never stopped us," said James.
Harry took a deep breath. "LetÕs get started, then."
~*~
Two nights later found Harry, James, Remus, and Sirius in yet another abandoned classroom. They were out, as was usual, past curfew, but they didnÕt care, because they now had HarryÕs invisibility cloak along with JamesÕs. Hermione had no knowledge of Harry attempting to become an Animagus, and Harry wasnÕt going to tell her unless he needed to.
"Ok, Harry, IÕve got most of the information youÕll need here. The rest James and Sirius can help you with,Ó said Remus. He had found quite a bit of information on how to become an Animagus. Harry didnÕt know how he was going to read through all the information, but fortunately, Remus had high-lighted the most important points. ÒRead through all the stuff that IÕve high-lighted, and then James and Sirius can start coaching you."
"Er...all right," said Harry. He took the information, and began to read through it. An hour later, he was done, have read everything very quickly, but he remembered everything he had read, which surprised him. "IÕm done reading through all this."
James and Sirius, who had been having a mock duel, turned towards Harry.
"About time,Ó said Sirius. Harry ignored him, and got up from the desk he had been sitting in and went over to James and Sirius, and the coaching began.
~*~
After two month of rigorous Animagus coaching from James and Sirius, and with occasional help from Remus, Harry had finally understood about himself being an Animagus. Harry, James, Sirius, and Remus were all in yet another abandoned class room, well past curfew, but none of them cared, as Harry was about to become an Animagus.
"You sure youÕre ready, Harry?" said Remus. Harry nodded. "Ok, then."
"Harry, just concentrate on turning into your Animagus form. The next time you try the transformation, it will be as easy for you as easy as it is for me and Sirius," said James.
Harry nodded again, and closed his eyes, concentrating on transforming into his Animagus form. He concentrated and concentrated, until a 'Bloody hell!' broke the silence. Harry opened his eyes, and opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was the song of the- Harry, not believing it, turned to look in the mirror, expecting to see himself staring back at him, except it wasnÕt him that he saw. It was a phoenix. His Animagus form was a phoenix.
"Bloody hell!" said Sirius again. Harry closed his eyes, and transformed back into his normal state. He looked at the other three, who all still had their mouths open in amazement.
"Harry! ThatÕs...thatÕs an amazing Animagus form youÕve got!Ó said James in awe.
"Yeah," said Remus.
Harry looked down at his feet.
"DonÕt be embarrassed, Harry!Ó said James. He turned to the other two. "We have to give him a nick name, what with him now being an actual Marauder now. What should it be?"
"Um...Ó Sirius thought for a while. "How about Fawkes?"
"ThatÕs the name of DumbledoreÕs phoenix," said Harry.
"Oh yeah..."
"What about Gryffindor, Gryff for short?" suggested James.
"ThatÕs a good idea," said Remus. "Harry?"
"I like it."
"Gryff it is, then,Ó said James. "Now come on, letÕs go back to the Tower. IÕm exhausted."
~*~
The next morning, Harry, James, Remus, and Sirius all came down the the Great Hall. It was about halfway through breakfast, but it didnÕt really matter to the Marauders. They sat down at the Gryffindor table next to Lily, and Hermione, seeing them, went over to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Harry.
"Hey, Gryff, pass the pumpkin juice, would you?"
Harry handed the pumpkin juice to Sirius, and started on his own breakfast, which consisted of scrambled eggs and toast, and a side of bacon.
"Gryff?Ó said Hermione to Harry. ÒWhy did Sirius call you Gryff?"
"IÕll tell you later, Hermione my love," said Harry, taking a rather large bite of scrambled eggs.
Hermione rolled her eyes, and she, too, started on her breakfast. A half hour later, when most of the students had already gone from the Hall, Dumbledore came up, unnoticed, by Hermione, Lily, and the new and improved Marauders.
"So Harry," said James. "What should we do to prank old Snivellus again?"
"How about we just do what we did last time, throw a firecracker in his cauldron?" said Harry.
"No. I want to do something different. Like how about turning his robes pink, and making his hair into a garden of roses? We could add bees, too, to add to his discomfort."
This was met by laughter from Harry, Remus, and Sirius.
"DonÕt do that!" said Hermione. "You could get into a lot of trouble! And what if Dumbledore found out?"
"He doesnÕt really care, as far as I can tell. I actually think he looks forward to see what our next prank is going to be,Ó said James.
"Indeed, that is quite true, Mr. Potter,Ó said Dumbledore. Lily, Hermione, and the Marauders jumped. "However, I didnÕt come over here to find out when your next prank will be, though I must say I am looking forward to it. No, I came here to ask if Harry and Hermione here would be so kind as to meet me in my office."
"But weÕll miss class, Professor!Ó said Hermione.
"I have spoke with your teachers, and they have agreed to let you miss class."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.
"When should Hermione and I meet you in your office?" Harry asked.
"Now would be the best time. I have a few things I would like to discuss with you two."
Wondering what Dumbledore wanted to discuss, Harry and Hermione got up from the table. They followed Dumbledore out of the Great Hall and all the way up to his office silently, occasionally glancing at each other.
"Please sit,Ó said Dumbledore, gesturing towards two comfortable looking arm chairs in front of his desk. Harry and Hermione sat down, and Dumbledore sat down behind his desk. ÒI have just heard an interesting bit of news concerning the two of you."
"And what might that be, Professor?Ó said Harry. Then it came to him.
"I have that you two are engaged, is that correct?"
"Yes, Professor,Ó said Hermione.
"And unfortunately you two are in different house, and canÕt spend as much time together as you would like,Ó Dumbledore continued.
"Yes, thatÕs true."
"And IÕm assuming you two want to be together."
"ThatÕs also true,Ó said Harry. He noticed the look on DumbledoreÕs face. ÒWhat are you planning on doing?"
"I am thinking of having Hermione, here, switched to Gryffindor."
"What? Really?Ó said Hermione and Harry at the same time. Harry was joyous. Hermione, switching to Gryffindor! He couldnÕt stop the broad smile from creeping onto his face. "Seriously?"
"Seriously, Harry. HermioneÕs belongings have already been moved to Gryffindor. And about you two going back to your own time...I will let you know when that time is, though it wonÕt be for another few months."
"All right,Ó said Harry. ÒIs there anything else?"
"No, there isnÕt. You may go to Gryffindor tower now, if you wish. Good bye."
"Bye, Professor, and thank you!"
Harry and Hermione practically ran all the way to Gryffindor tower, and Harry told Hermione on the way there that the Gryffindor seventh years had no classes of the rest of the day.
When Harry burst into the common room minutes later, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily all looked up, and were surprised to see Hermione following close behind.
"Hermione! What are you doing in here?Ó said Lily, before Harry or Hermione had a chance to speak. ÒYouÕre in Ravenclaw!"
"Not anymore, sheÕs not,Ó said Harry happily as he sat down in a comfortable old arm chair. He patted the arm of the chair, and Hermione sat on HarryÕs lap. ÒDumbledore just had her switched to Gryffindor. Apparently he heard that Hermione and I were engaged,Ó here, Harry looked lovingly at his fiance, ÒSo he decided to switch her to this house, so that she and I could be together."
"That was really nice of Dumbledore,Ó said Lily. Hermione agreed with her.
"So...Ó said James after a pause. ÒWhenÕs your wedding?"
"WeÕre going to have it during the Easter holidays. ItÕs going to be a small wedding, at your house, James."
"Do my parents know about this?"
"Of course," Hermione replied. "As I was saying, itÕs going to be a small wedding. All of you are invited, and your families, if they wish to come. DumbledoreÕs been invited, and of course everyone in JamesÕs family is going to be there."
"Wicked,Ó said James. ÒSo whoÕs going to be youÕre best man, Harry?"
"I was thinking of you, being my future father and everything..."
Everyone grinned, and Sirius shook his head with amusement.
"What is it, Padfoot?" said James.
"You, your son is getting married before you. I find that highly amusing."
The rest of the group laughed, and James rolled his eyes with amusement, and glanced at Hermione and Harry.
"Could you please confine that elsewhere? A broom cupboard, say?"
Harry and Hermione, who had been in the middle of a passionate kiss, broke apart.
"Nah, IÕd rather not. And besides, whatÕs wrong with showing affection for my fiance?"
James smirked, but said nothing. Sirius, however, took out a WizardÕs chess set, and set it on the table.
"WizardÕs chess, anyone?"
James got of the couch where he had been sitting, and the game began.
~*~
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~*~
A week after the Christmas holidays had already gone by, and it was finally the weekend. James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, and Hermione would have been outside sitting by the lake, perhaps doing homework or nothing at all, but since it was so cold outside, they couldnÕt. Instead, Lily and Hermione were off in the library doing homework, and James, Remus, Sirius, and Harry were hanging out in an abandoned class room in a remote corridor on the ground floor.
James and Sirius were pretending to duel with a couple sticks for wands, Remus was reading a book, and Harry was staring at the window, out at the cold, grey sky and swirling snow. He was thinking about the great progress the sixth and seventh year Ravenclaws were making on finding a way to travel forward in time (Dumbledore would wipe their memories when Harry and Hermione were gone), and then his thoughts drifted over to Hermione, and the wedding. When should it be? The Easter holidays seemed like a good time, it would be spring, so it wouldnÕt be too cold outside. But where should the wedding be? GodricÕs Hollow? Maybe. Hogwarts? No, there would still be plenty of students around, and Harry and Hermione had planned to have a small wedding. Perhaps GodricÕs Hollow, then.
HarryÕs thoughts then turned over to Hermione. Harry couldnÕt wait to become a father, and just the thought of it made him want to jump for joy. Hermione and Harry hadnÕt thought of any names for a child when they had one, but there was time for that in to future.
The future. Harry didnÕt really want to go back to the future. There wasnÕt really anything for him there, except perhaps misery. He wouldnÕt be able to laugh with Ron, or Sirius, or his father or mother. Unfortunately, there was Voldemort to reckon with. Though he didnÕt want to, Harry knew he had to defeat Voldemort, and this was why he, Harry, had to go back to his own time. But how to defeat Voldemort? Harry had no ideas. He obviously couldnÕt use his own wand against Voldemort, because their wands were brothers. Harry could use another personÕs wand, but then whatever spell he cast wouldnÕt be as strong, because, as Mr. Olivander had said, 'You can never get such good results with another wizardÕs wand.' But if Harry couldnÕt use his wand, then how on earth was he to defeat Voldemort? He decided to run all this by the other three.
"You canÕt use your wand against Voldemort because your wand and his are brothers?Ó said Sirius. "That must be bloody frustrating."
"It is,Ó agreed Harry. "I just wish there was some way I could defeat him, either with someone elseÕs wand, or without any wand at all."
Remus sighed and put down his book.
"You have any ideas, Moony?Ó James asked.
"One, but if it works, ItÕs going to take Harry months, years even, to work out how to do it. But then, HarryÕs more than just an ordinary wizard."
"WhatÕs that supposed to mean?Ó said Harry.
"You mean you donÕt know?Ó said Remus, looking at James, and then Harry. "Neither of you know?"
"Know what?" Harry and James chorused.
"Harry, James here is a pureblood, which IÕm sure you know. His family tree dates back centuries, to the time of Merlin himself. As you know, Merlin was the greatest sorcerer of his time, of all time, and no wizard has surpassed him in power- until now. IÕve been doing research, and IÕve come up with an extraordinary discovery."
"YouÕre starting to sound like Dumbledore," said Sirius, and he was hushed by the other three.
"What was your discovery?" Harry asked, though he thought he knew what was coming.
"That you, Harry, and you, James, are related to Merlin. You two, and JamesÕs dad, are his last remaining descendants." Remus said.
Harry and James sat there, drinking it all in.
"Years, and years ago, there was a prophecy that was made. A prophecy that concerned Merlin, and his heir. You see, Merlin lived centuries ago, which means that his heir is either you, Harry, or James. I personally think it is Harry here, since Harry has shown what MerlinÕs true heir would be like."
"Wait a minute,Ó said James. "How did you know what MerlinÕs Heir would be like?"
"I remember reading it somewhere."
"Oh."
"So..." said Harry. "How is this supposed to work out, me being MerlinÕs heir?"
"It means that you are the most powerful wizard- even more powerful than Dumbledore- to live since Merlin. You could probably master, say, an Animagus transformation in two months, at the most."
HarryÕs jaw had dropped when Remus said that he, Harry, was more powerful that Dumbledore! He looked at James and Sirius, who looked very thoughtful.
"ThatÕs an idea," said Sirius. "James and I could teach you to become an Animagus."
"But IÕll be an illegal Animagus!"
"Never stopped us," said James.
Harry took a deep breath. "LetÕs get started, then."
~*~
Two nights later found Harry, James, Remus, and Sirius in yet another abandoned classroom. They were out, as was usual, past curfew, but they didnÕt care, because they now had HarryÕs invisibility cloak along with JamesÕs. Hermione had no knowledge of Harry attempting to become an Animagus, and Harry wasnÕt going to tell her unless he needed to.
"Ok, Harry, IÕve got most of the information youÕll need here. The rest James and Sirius can help you with,Ó said Remus. He had found quite a bit of information on how to become an Animagus. Harry didnÕt know how he was going to read through all the information, but fortunately, Remus had high-lighted the most important points. ÒRead through all the stuff that IÕve high-lighted, and then James and Sirius can start coaching you."
"Er...all right," said Harry. He took the information, and began to read through it. An hour later, he was done, have read everything very quickly, but he remembered everything he had read, which surprised him. "IÕm done reading through all this."
James and Sirius, who had been having a mock duel, turned towards Harry.
"About time,Ó said Sirius. Harry ignored him, and got up from the desk he had been sitting in and went over to James and Sirius, and the coaching began.
~*~
After two month of rigorous Animagus coaching from James and Sirius, and with occasional help from Remus, Harry had finally understood about himself being an Animagus. Harry, James, Sirius, and Remus were all in yet another abandoned class room, well past curfew, but none of them cared, as Harry was about to become an Animagus.
"You sure youÕre ready, Harry?" said Remus. Harry nodded. "Ok, then."
"Harry, just concentrate on turning into your Animagus form. The next time you try the transformation, it will be as easy for you as easy as it is for me and Sirius," said James.
Harry nodded again, and closed his eyes, concentrating on transforming into his Animagus form. He concentrated and concentrated, until a 'Bloody hell!' broke the silence. Harry opened his eyes, and opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was the song of the- Harry, not believing it, turned to look in the mirror, expecting to see himself staring back at him, except it wasnÕt him that he saw. It was a phoenix. His Animagus form was a phoenix.
"Bloody hell!" said Sirius again. Harry closed his eyes, and transformed back into his normal state. He looked at the other three, who all still had their mouths open in amazement.
"Harry! ThatÕs...thatÕs an amazing Animagus form youÕve got!Ó said James in awe.
"Yeah," said Remus.
Harry looked down at his feet.
"DonÕt be embarrassed, Harry!Ó said James. He turned to the other two. "We have to give him a nick name, what with him now being an actual Marauder now. What should it be?"
"Um...Ó Sirius thought for a while. "How about Fawkes?"
"ThatÕs the name of DumbledoreÕs phoenix," said Harry.
"Oh yeah..."
"What about Gryffindor, Gryff for short?" suggested James.
"ThatÕs a good idea," said Remus. "Harry?"
"I like it."
"Gryff it is, then,Ó said James. "Now come on, letÕs go back to the Tower. IÕm exhausted."
~*~
The next morning, Harry, James, Remus, and Sirius all came down the the Great Hall. It was about halfway through breakfast, but it didnÕt really matter to the Marauders. They sat down at the Gryffindor table next to Lily, and Hermione, seeing them, went over to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Harry.
"Hey, Gryff, pass the pumpkin juice, would you?"
Harry handed the pumpkin juice to Sirius, and started on his own breakfast, which consisted of scrambled eggs and toast, and a side of bacon.
"Gryff?Ó said Hermione to Harry. ÒWhy did Sirius call you Gryff?"
"IÕll tell you later, Hermione my love," said Harry, taking a rather large bite of scrambled eggs.
Hermione rolled her eyes, and she, too, started on her breakfast. A half hour later, when most of the students had already gone from the Hall, Dumbledore came up, unnoticed, by Hermione, Lily, and the new and improved Marauders.
"So Harry," said James. "What should we do to prank old Snivellus again?"
"How about we just do what we did last time, throw a firecracker in his cauldron?" said Harry.
"No. I want to do something different. Like how about turning his robes pink, and making his hair into a garden of roses? We could add bees, too, to add to his discomfort."
This was met by laughter from Harry, Remus, and Sirius.
"DonÕt do that!" said Hermione. "You could get into a lot of trouble! And what if Dumbledore found out?"
"He doesnÕt really care, as far as I can tell. I actually think he looks forward to see what our next prank is going to be,Ó said James.
"Indeed, that is quite true, Mr. Potter,Ó said Dumbledore. Lily, Hermione, and the Marauders jumped. "However, I didnÕt come over here to find out when your next prank will be, though I must say I am looking forward to it. No, I came here to ask if Harry and Hermione here would be so kind as to meet me in my office."
"But weÕll miss class, Professor!Ó said Hermione.
"I have spoke with your teachers, and they have agreed to let you miss class."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.
"When should Hermione and I meet you in your office?" Harry asked.
"Now would be the best time. I have a few things I would like to discuss with you two."
Wondering what Dumbledore wanted to discuss, Harry and Hermione got up from the table. They followed Dumbledore out of the Great Hall and all the way up to his office silently, occasionally glancing at each other.
"Please sit,Ó said Dumbledore, gesturing towards two comfortable looking arm chairs in front of his desk. Harry and Hermione sat down, and Dumbledore sat down behind his desk. ÒI have just heard an interesting bit of news concerning the two of you."
"And what might that be, Professor?Ó said Harry. Then it came to him.
"I have that you two are engaged, is that correct?"
"Yes, Professor,Ó said Hermione.
"And unfortunately you two are in different house, and canÕt spend as much time together as you would like,Ó Dumbledore continued.
"Yes, thatÕs true."
"And IÕm assuming you two want to be together."
"ThatÕs also true,Ó said Harry. He noticed the look on DumbledoreÕs face. ÒWhat are you planning on doing?"
"I am thinking of having Hermione, here, switched to Gryffindor."
"What? Really?Ó said Hermione and Harry at the same time. Harry was joyous. Hermione, switching to Gryffindor! He couldnÕt stop the broad smile from creeping onto his face. "Seriously?"
"Seriously, Harry. HermioneÕs belongings have already been moved to Gryffindor. And about you two going back to your own time...I will let you know when that time is, though it wonÕt be for another few months."
"All right,Ó said Harry. ÒIs there anything else?"
"No, there isnÕt. You may go to Gryffindor tower now, if you wish. Good bye."
"Bye, Professor, and thank you!"
Harry and Hermione practically ran all the way to Gryffindor tower, and Harry told Hermione on the way there that the Gryffindor seventh years had no classes of the rest of the day.
When Harry burst into the common room minutes later, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily all looked up, and were surprised to see Hermione following close behind.
"Hermione! What are you doing in here?Ó said Lily, before Harry or Hermione had a chance to speak. ÒYouÕre in Ravenclaw!"
"Not anymore, sheÕs not,Ó said Harry happily as he sat down in a comfortable old arm chair. He patted the arm of the chair, and Hermione sat on HarryÕs lap. ÒDumbledore just had her switched to Gryffindor. Apparently he heard that Hermione and I were engaged,Ó here, Harry looked lovingly at his fiance, ÒSo he decided to switch her to this house, so that she and I could be together."
"That was really nice of Dumbledore,Ó said Lily. Hermione agreed with her.
"So...Ó said James after a pause. ÒWhenÕs your wedding?"
"WeÕre going to have it during the Easter holidays. ItÕs going to be a small wedding, at your house, James."
"Do my parents know about this?"
"Of course," Hermione replied. "As I was saying, itÕs going to be a small wedding. All of you are invited, and your families, if they wish to come. DumbledoreÕs been invited, and of course everyone in JamesÕs family is going to be there."
"Wicked,Ó said James. ÒSo whoÕs going to be youÕre best man, Harry?"
"I was thinking of you, being my future father and everything..."
Everyone grinned, and Sirius shook his head with amusement.
"What is it, Padfoot?" said James.
"You, your son is getting married before you. I find that highly amusing."
The rest of the group laughed, and James rolled his eyes with amusement, and glanced at Hermione and Harry.
"Could you please confine that elsewhere? A broom cupboard, say?"
Harry and Hermione, who had been in the middle of a passionate kiss, broke apart.
"Nah, IÕd rather not. And besides, whatÕs wrong with showing affection for my fiance?"
James smirked, but said nothing. Sirius, however, took out a WizardÕs chess set, and set it on the table.
"WizardÕs chess, anyone?"
James got of the couch where he had been sitting, and the game began.
~*~
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