Hey I hope you like this. I'm putting all my messages up here for this chapter because I have an ending that I don't want to ruin with notes.

Mystic- It's not like you have a lot to say.

=P You stay out of this.

Mystic- Well it's the truth.

What ever. Now on to the story and remember to review.

Disclaimer- I don't own any one in this fic except the goblins. They're mine. Pleze don't sue me. ='(

The Marauders: The Beginning

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Outside the Potter's vault was absolute chaos (Don't you just love that word). The Blacks and Potters were doing everything they could to get the vault opened. Mr. Potter took his wand out and faced the vault. Modwin stepped up to him cautiously.

"Ummm… I don't think you should…"

"OBLIVIATE!" Mr. Potter yelled completely oblivious (Hehehe Do you get it? Never mind) to the goblin. The spell hit the vault door directly in the center. The spell then ricocheted off in a thousand directions.

"AGH!" One extremely large beam headed directly toward the others who were standing aside. Luckily they managed to jump in the ditch that was made for the cart tracks. Sadly that was when the head goblin decided too come down and inspect the vault. Another resounding scream echoed through the cave.

"Oh no." Mr. Potter immediately paled. He froze with his wand raised and Modwin cowering at his feet. Modwin's groans was what brought him to his senses. He quickly hurried to the edge of the ditch. What he saw would have been funny if it happened any other time.

There was Mrs. Black hugging a black panther who was Mr. Black in his Animagi form. Mrs. Potter had her wand raised and the Head goblin, the investigator goblins, and the cart they were riding in were floating in mid-air and were covered in rainbow spots.

Mr. Potter jumped down and took Mrs. Potter in his arms. He carefully lowered the goblins and their cart back onto solid ground. Then he left Mrs. Potter to deal with their spots. He went over to the Blacks.

Mr. Black had become human again and was just picking Mrs. Black's wand up off the ground where she had dropped it after fumbling up the shield charm.

"I thought dragons were scary." Mr. Black said to no one in particular. Turning to face Mr. Potter he started speaking again. "You have never been scared before if you've never got shot at by a spell that could destroy you. Then almost get run over by a cat going at what… 100 MPH." He said this in a shaky voice.

"Well I guess we can't blast our way in." Mr. Potter said in a joking tone attempting to lighten the mood. "So you two OK?" He asked concern covering his face.

"Yah a little shaken but not stirred." At that Mr. Potter turned back to his wife who's yelling could probably be heard above ground.

"It'll only take a second." Mrs. Potter pleaded with the goblins who were still covered in spots. "I know the counter curse and also happen to have plenty of practice using it." That was no lie. With boys like James and Sirius causing mayhem at any possible moment the Blacks and the Potters had to be versed in the counter curses of many things.

"NO!!!! You've done enough. Stay away from us.!" The head goblin said this in a high shrilly voice. The others were cowering in the cart.

"Despesio" Mrs. Potter shot the spell at him that would rid him of the spots. He just scampered away yelling his head off.

"NO! NO! I DON'T LIKE FLYING!" He dove into the cart on top of the other goblins.

Mr. Potter came back to Mrs. Potter shaking his head. "They can hurtle about underground at break neck speeds but they don't like to fly? No wonder all the vaults are underground." He went over to the cart and looked down at them. "Ahem."

The goblins looked up and stood up so fast they knocked the cart over. "Oh… Um… Minister… Sir… we were… um…" The head goblin stutter trying to regain his composure. Trying but not succeeding.

"Never mind." Mr. Potter said trying not to laugh at the poor goblins. "Here let me help you get rid of those spots." With that he waved his wand and said "Despesio." The goblins winced prepared to go flying. After a moment a sound broke through the silence.

It was Modwin. "Uh… Minister Potter?"

"Yes." All attention was on Modwin who blushed and stuttered.

"Well… I think I found the key to the vault."

"WHAT?!?!" The Potters and the Blacks yelled.

"Where?" Mr. Black asked in a demanding voice. Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Black didn't even wait to here an answer. They immediately started climbing back up to the platform.

"Um… over here." Modwin pointed to the vomit hole where Windrod was holding his nose and leaning over.

Everyone instantly paled at the prospect of having to search through there.

"Oh no"

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Inside the vault the boys were having a problem of their own.

"James! James! Wake up! Com'on! I'm sorry! I'm sooooooo sorry" Sirius was almost in tears, and James was… Well he was unconscious. "Com'on! Don't die on me! I promise I won't play anymore tricks on you… OK I might play a few but…" At that moment he stopped acting hysterical.

"Uggggggggggh!" James's eyes opened a bit then closed them again.

"Jamie! Your awake, your alive, you… you look like you wanna hex me into tomorrow." Sirius got up and scooted away from James who was giving him the evil eye.

"No Sirius, old pal, I don't want to hex you into tomorrow." James said this with a pained look on his face.

"Oh good!" Sirius sat back down next to James.

"Oh no. I wanna hex you into next week you big prat!" At that he pushed Sirius over and closed his eyes again. "Ow! What hit me? It felt like a rock."

"Uh James?"

"What Si?"

"Um here's what hit you. I think it's what you were trying to get." James opened his eyes and looked at Sirius who had the 'puppy dog' look on his face and was offering an egg to James. James just sighed and took the egg. He knew he couldn't stay mad at Sirius for much longer. He was after all his best friend. Sirius leaned in closer to James to look at the egg.

"There's some sort of paper around the egg." Sirius said after a moment.

"How can you tell?"

"Well…see here." He pointes to a spot right next to where James's hand. "It looks like it can peel right off." James examined the spot and saw Sirius was right. Careful as not to rip it he pealed the golden paper off the egg. It reveled that in fact he egg was really a reddish orange color.

"Hey there's some sort of writing on this paper." James stated after smoothing the paper out.

"Well then read it" Sirius said in a tired voice. "maybe it'll tell us what kind of egg this is. 'cause I'm sure it's not any kind of dragon egg. That's for sure." James didn't bother to ask how Sirius knew that. Since the Blacks worked with allot of dragons they would sometimes have a dragon egg in their house for safe keeping or to observe. Instead he just started to read what was on the page. With the egg in his lap he begin to read…

Dear whom so ever finds this letter,

My name is Samuel Potter. Now I can not say I am a powerful wizard. Nor am I gifted in any other unusual way. At least that's what I thought… Here, let me start from the beginning.

It was a week ago though it feels like yesterday. I was walking thru the woods looking for some golden berries. I needed them for a potion to help with my allergies. They had run out at the market.

While there I noticed a shimming to my left thinking they were Gold Berries I walked toward it. I was mistaken. I ended up falling into a raven. Luckily I landed on a ledge, though in the process I hit my head on a rock. I can't remember much after that. Just the image of a fire bird. It gave me a message that I must pass on to you. It won't do me any good but you…. Just listen to what it said to me and remember it. It might be very important for the survival of the future.

Here are the words the phoenix said to me…

The Darkness will come

The evil unfurled

It starts with the chamber

Of the enemy of gold

The heir of the snake

Will bring many to death's door

Only the stag ant the flower

Will even the score

They will be the ones

The ones who will form

The greatest of heroes

From them will be formed

The lion's roar

Proud, strong, and true

Evil will fall

Under these virtues two

Love and Friendship

This is the key

Never forget

Your destiny

Evil and danger

With their friend they will face

Darkness and Light

The balance will break

I give myself to you

To watch for the one

Who is the stag and the flower's

Their one and only son.