A Travel Through Time: Married?
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"Ok . . . Let me get this straight. You OBLIVIATED a -few- people, who happens to be DUMBLEDORE and your DAD and the MARAUDERS?" Ginny screeched at them as they all walked towards the head masters office.
Harry winced more. "See, it was a difficult choice. I couldn't raise any more suspicion, and I'm old enough to take care of myself without Dumbledores aid. So I thought we'd go back when I figure out something from the library."
"And what did you find out about time traveling?" Ginny asked Harry curiously, edging towards him.
He squirmed. "Er- nothing." He mumbled.
"NOTHING? YOU WERE HERE FOR ABOUT TWO WEEKS AND YOU HAVEN'T FOUND OUT -ANYTHING- ABOUT TIME TRAVELING?" Ginny roared.
Sirius put his hands to his ear. "Cool it, Gin. You need to save your voice for later, you know."
"YOU SHUT UP, SIRIUS, AND HAVEN'T YOU FOUND ANYTHING?"
Sirius squirmed this time. "That makes it 28 shut ups. . ." he mumbled.
"I DON'T CARE! YOU! JUST SHUT UP!" Ginny roared, looking extremely hysteric.
"Save your voice!" Harry cried.
"What is it?" Dumbledore's pleasant voice came from behind. They all jumped and turned towards him, sweating. "Nothing, nothing, it's just that my friend came, she wants to teach assistant DADA. I know I already have Si- Simon, but I could do well with another. Good bye!"
Harry scurried away, dragging Sirius with him, who was very much protesting.
Ginny glared at their backs before turning to Dumbledore. She said in a very sweet voice, "Hello. So about the job. Is it okay for me to help Harry?"
Dumbledore smiled. "I guess so. So what is your name?"
Ginny paused, thinking for a moment before saying, "Ginny. Ginny Granger."
To her surprise, Dumbledore smiled in an amused way. "Ah, I thought so. So I suppose you wanted to stay with him?"
Ginny, confused, merely nodded, not understanding a single thing. "Very well. Your rooms will be at room 203. The entrance to the staff headquarters is the portrait of the Aquarium. The password is 'fish cakes'. And the password to your door is 'Defense'. I think you know where your own luggage is?"
She nodded, smiled sincerely, and left.
"That was easy. And I wonder what he meant about me wanting to stay with him-?" Ginny thought as she walked towards her room. When she got to a queer looking portrait with fish and stuff swimming in water.
"New staff?" One of the fish stopped and grunted.
Ginny, a little freaked out, nodded. "Password?" The pink fish asked indignantly.
"Uh, fish cakes?" Ginny said uncertainly.
The striped one sniffed. "Damn right, and don't you think it's rude it's FISH cake, it's like they're planning to turn us into cakes!" it said, as the portrait swung open.
The portrait revealed a long, narrow hall with a few awards and portraits. Many doors were lined against the walls, each different with family pictures and other hangings on the doors. Beside the doors, a nameplate with the room number was placed.
"101? Where's 203?" she mumbled.
"Room 203 is upstairs, dear." Ginny jumped. Who-?
It was portrait of a queer lady who wore a green, old dress and had a frilly, white apron around her waist. Her hair was a musty brown and was tied in a bun. "No need to be surprised. You're new, I suppose? Well, I'm Jane, the one watching the hall and aiding the professors. But they-" she took out her handkerchief and blew her nose. "They treat me like a slave! 'Jane, go tell so-and-so this. Jane, go get my stuff. Jane, get out of here for a few moment.'" She made a huge sniff. "They NEVER treat me properly! Only Dumbledore treats me like an equal! Even if I am a portrait, I still have feelings, you know!"
"Er, right. Well, how do you go upstairs?" Ginny asked.
Jane dried her eyes. "Take a turn on that corner, and you'll find a door labeled stairs. Climb exactly fifty-seven steps and push the wall on your right gently. It should open. But if you miss count, you end up in the potion dungeons."
"Right, thanks." She said awkwardly, and left Jane.
She rounded the corner, and found a long hallway, and on the very end there was a door. Ginny walked towards it, and when she got closer she noticed things about the door. It was made of red bricks, and an ancient looking crooked wood sign with 'Stairs' painted on it with white paint was tacked to the door. She opened the door, to find an endless stair. She couldn't see the end, and it twisted and turned. It was surrounded with an old cement wall with a few paintings, so she had no worry of falling. The only thing she had to worry about was the fifty-seven steps. . .
"One, two, three . . ."
" . . . Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three . . ."
As she counted through the endless stairs, she reached the fifty-seventh step. It looked like an ordinary step. She panicked slightly. What if she had miscounted? Suddenly, the wall beside her swung open as Ginny fell through it flailing her arms.
Professor Melanie looked surprised. "Hello. And who are you?"
Ginny groaned and got up. "I'm Ginny Granger. I'm helping Harry teach Defense."
Melanie giggled. Ginny looked at her quizzically. "What?"
"Oh, it's just that, you know, you guys make such a great pair." Then, she left with a wink and a wave.
Ginny stood there, confused. "I make a good pair with who?" but Melanie was already gone.
Shrugging it off, Ginny walked towards the hall. This hall was wide, and looked like someone had a paint fight in there. Many doors lined the walls, all a royal blue color with a gold number plate and a mail slot on it. And to her surprise, there was also an old-fashioned muggle doorbell beside the door.
"What was the number again? Oh yeah . . . 203. Two-o-three, two-o-three. . ." Ginny muttered, trailing her finger through the map on the wall.
"There!" Ginny said happily, standing in front of a royal blue door labeled 203. Was it just her, or was a squeaking sound coming from inside? She put her hand on the doorknob and said, "Defense!"
The door gave a loud moan as it banged open. She found herself in a small room with a door on the other end of the room. On the wall was a shoe drawer with many shoes lined across it.
Confused, Ginny opened the door again (the squeaking noise was getting louder) and gasped.
She was met by a huge blast of NSYNC. Inside, Sirius was bouncing on the bed and on the walls, screaming "WHEEEEEE!!!" and Harry sitting on a desk (without his shirt on) sipping coffee and looking at a paper.
"HARRY AND SIRIUS???" Ginny screamed, before turning bright red and slamming the door back shut again.
The two men froze and looked at each other. "Was that just Ginny?" Harry asked pleasantly, before returning to his paper and coffee.
Suddenly, the door banged open again and Ginny entered, her face red. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU IDIOTS DOING HERE?"
Harry and Sirius looked at each other again. "She swore." Harry said simply, before returning to his paper again.
Sirius grinned. "Yeah, she did. Goody Weaslette actually swore."
"I asked, what are you guys doing in my friggin' room?" Ginny snapped.
"YOUR room? This is my room, Ginny, for your information." Harry informed her, taking another sip of his coffee. "Ugh. It needs more sugar." Harry reached across the desk to get the sugar bowl.
Sirius snickered.
"Um, isn't this, like, room 203?" Ginny asked timidly.
"Yeah, it is." Sirius said helpfully.
Ginny shot him a dirty look. "Well, you guys are going out. This is MY room. Dumbledore and McGonagall told me so." She demanded, pointing at the door.
"Ah, you see, I'm afraid you have it all wrong. You see, you, unlike me, are the assistant, which means that you, unlike me, are a second hand professor, which means that I, unlike you, have the authority, which means that I, unlike you, could throw you out. So that means- OUT!" Harry said, looking extremely pleased with him.
"Uh, Harry, your copying Malfoy." Ginny pointed out, before scowling at him. "And where else am I supposed to stay?"
"Which means that you, Ginny, as Professor-?" Harry asked.
"Granger." Ginny said promptly.
Harry's jaws dropped as Sirius doubled over laughing his head off. "What?" Ginny said defensively. "I just took Hermione's name!"
Sirius, still laughing his head off, said in a choked voice, "That- that- haha- that- is- hehe- Ha- ha- Harry's- n- hehe- name!"
Ginny went pale before groaning, "So that's what they meant!"
"What?" Harry asked, looking extremely displeased with himself now.
"I- I don't know. Professor Dumbledore said, 'I suppose you want to stay with him' and Professor Melanie said 'You guys make such a great pair'! They must have thought that we were married!"
Sirius laughed harder as Harry sunk low to his seat, his face a brilliant shade of magenta. "Oh, shit."
Sirius laughed harder.
"Shut up!" Harry ordered, holding his head in his hands.
"HARRY AND GINNY, SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-"
"SHUT UP!" both Harry and Ginny roared at him.
"-S-S-I-N-"
"I SAID SHUT IT!" Harry screamed, throwing his empty coffee cup at him. Sirius promptly shut up.
Suddenly, they heard muffled giggles from the door. "Who's that?"
Ginny walked over to the door and yanked it open to find James and Sirius reaching for the doorknob.
"STOP RIGHT THERE MISTER!" Ginny roared before grabbing them both by their ears and yanking them into the room.
"How'd you get in here?"
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James and Sirius and Remus were sitting on James bed, talking.
"We should list what we know about Harry Potter." Remus reasoned, grabbing an empty parchment and a quill.
"Yeah, we should. Well, let's see, label it 'Things we Know about Harry Potter'. Then, let's write down the facts we know in bullets." James said.
Remus wrote in his neat writing, 'Things we know about Harry Potter'.
"What else?" Remus asked, twirling the quill between his fingers.
"Uh, here," Sirius said, tossing Remus another parchment. "Write 'Things we don't know about Harry Potter' on it."
"Duh, Padfoot, there's so many things we don't know about him that I don't know where to start!" James exclaimed, snatching away the parchment.
"But Prongs, there might be things we really want to know about, and we can, like, list it and try to find out." Sirius reasoned.
James considered. "Alright. But we'll work more on the Things we know list, okay?"
The two nodded.
"Ok, start off by writing 'Real name is Harry Potter, but denies it and calls himself 'Harry Granger'." James instructed. Remus' quill zoomed across the parchment.
By the end, it looked like this-
Things we know about Harry Potter
Real name is Harry Potter, but denies it and calls himself 'Harry Granger'
The most powerful wizard, said to be stronger then You-Know-Who.
Calls You-Know-Who Voldie.
Teaches DADA.
Likes muggle baseball.
NSYNC fan.
Has a blue boom box (at least until today) and is crazy about it.
Warded off the Deatheaters with his boom box.
Obliviated Remus, Sirius, and Peter.
Knows wandless magic.
Are friends with assistant Simon Kubo, also known as Sirius Spinelli.
Crazy
"Ok, what else do we have?" Remus asked, finished the y with a flourish.
James stroked his chin. "Well, let's go spy on him for a bit. We might learn more about him. And whether or not he's on the light side." James reasoned.
"I'm not going. As prefect, I'm not to go stalking into the staff headquarters. You guys shouldn't, too, by the way." Remus said.
"Aw, don't be such a party pooper. We'll learn all about him!" Sirius squealed.
"Well, you guys can go, but I'm not going. Prongs shouldn't, either, you know. He might have his head boy position passed on to people like Malfoy." Remus the reasonable said.
James scowled. "Aw, Moony, I've got good grades, and they know I like to get in trouble a lot. So I say it's ok. C'mon, Padfoot, let's go." James grabbed Sirius' arm and dragged him out.
James looked around. "So, lead us away, oh great dog." James said.
"Oh! I've gone to the staff headquarters once, you know, it's by the fishy portrait. 'Cept we might need your invisibility cloak, since that hag Jane guards the hallways." Sirius explained.
James nodded. "Ok, let me go get the cloak and the map."
He quickly came back with both. "Oh, I think I see it. Let's go."
After walking a few minutes, they came to the fish portrait. The blue one turned his head. "Oh, not YOU again! This is a STAFF headquarter, you know, not STUDENT Headquarters."
Sirius smiled sweetly. "Fish Cakes?"
The striped one wailed. "Look! Even they can guess the stupid password! Insulting!"
The pink one kicked the striped one with its fin. "Shut up! Well, here you go." The portrait swung open as they both tossed on the invisibility cloak.
"Who's there?" Jane shrieked, clutching on her handkerchief.
Sirius placed a finger on his lips as they tiptoed towards the stairs.
When James saw the stairs, he looked at Sirius in disbelief. "This thing is endless! How far must we climb?"
Sirius thought for a moment. "Uh, I think it was fifty something. Oh yeah, fifty-seven steps, then lean on the wall!"
James glared. "Are you sure?"
Sirius looked offended. "Of COURSE I'm sure! Well, if I'm wrong, we'll just land in the potion dungeons, but that's all, really."
"THAT'S ALL? THAT'S -ALL-? GETTING FOUND BY PRO- MMPH!" Sirius muffled his voice. "Shush, Prongs, we'll get caught!"
The paintings on the wall of the stairs began looking around. One, who looked like a queen, fanned herself and said, "Who? Who is it?" In some kind of accent, while others squeaked, "Who's there?"
"Look what you caused!" Sirius hissed at him, before roughly pulling his wrists and pulling him behind a suit of armor.
"Ow, Padfoot. I'm new here." James growled, rubbing his arm.
"Here we are!" Sirius leaned on the wall and disappeared. James, panicking, quickly fell in with him.
He ended up on Sirius. "Geroff Prongs!" Sirius hissed. "You weigh more then you should weigh!"
James got off and dusted himself. "So where's Harry Potters room?" Sirius asked.
James whipped out his Marauders Map. "Um, let's see. Ah! Here he is. He's there- look! In room 203! Wait-"
He stopped, the color leaving his face. "Oh. My. God."
Sirius craned his neck to see the map. "What? What?"
James, his voice shaking, said in a very low voice, "It's true. His name really is Harry Potter. And guess who's with him?"
He gulped. "Oh no, is it You-Know-Who?"
He shook his head. "No, someone even more impossible."
"Who, who?" Sirius asked.
James mumbled something, looking dumbstruck. "Louder, please?" Sirius said in an impatient voice.
"Sirius Black! Sirius Black is with him!" James whispered.
"Uh, earth to James, I'm right here!" Sirius said, waving his hand in front of James face.
"No, there's two Sirius Blacks on this map! The rumors were true!"
"There was a rumor that my clone was running around in Hogwarts?" Sirius asked wondrously.
James smacked him on the head. "No, you idiot! The assistant professor's name is Sirius! And look, some guy- or girl- named Virginia Weasley is in there, too!"
"Hey, I know Arthur Weasley, a Molly Weasley, and a Bill Weasley, but I ain't know no VIRGINIA Weasley. Or a girl, for that matter." Sirius said.
He shrugged. "Well, let's get going. The sooner we find out the sooner our imagination would be put at rest."
Both Marauders got up and led themselves to room 203. It was easy, since all doors were labeled in gold number plates with the number.
As they both stood by the door, James turned the doorknob. It didn't budge. "Well, no surprise there, old buddy." James said.
"Password is Defense, according to the map." Sirius instructed, and James mumbled "Defense."
The door swung open, which revealed a small room with another door on the other side.
"Shhh. . ." James said, and pressed his ear against the other door.
"Shut up!" They both looked at each other, expressions grim. It was clearly Professor Granger, and sounded extremely furious.
"HARRY AND GINNY, SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-" It was Professor Kubo's voice this time. They both looked at each other again, now sniggering. So Virginia Weasley was probably his girlfriend.
"SHUT UP!" This time, it was Professor Granger and a new woman's voice. "Probably Virginia Weasley." Sirius said softly, giggling like a girl.
"-S-S-I-N-" Professor Kubo again.
Suddenly, Professor Granger screamed "I SAID SHUT IT!" and a sickly crash was heard as silence followed.
They both couldn't help it. They were sent into a fit of giggles as they tried their best to muffle it.
"Who's there?" An alarmed voice belonging to Professor Granger perked up.
Both boys gulped and ran to the other side of the door, preparing to run.
The door banged open. "STOP RIGHT THERE MISTER!" A females voice screeched as someone yanked their ears and dragged them into the room.
Professor Kubo looked shocked, then sheepish. Professor Granger should have had fangs. "How'd you get in here?"
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I am sooooooooooo sorry for the late update! I've been really really busy, with a piano concert and a speech contest and all that. The next chapter will probably be posted later, but I might post really soon! You never know! And I'm going on a vacation soon, too. But never mind that! Please review!
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"Ok . . . Let me get this straight. You OBLIVIATED a -few- people, who happens to be DUMBLEDORE and your DAD and the MARAUDERS?" Ginny screeched at them as they all walked towards the head masters office.
Harry winced more. "See, it was a difficult choice. I couldn't raise any more suspicion, and I'm old enough to take care of myself without Dumbledores aid. So I thought we'd go back when I figure out something from the library."
"And what did you find out about time traveling?" Ginny asked Harry curiously, edging towards him.
He squirmed. "Er- nothing." He mumbled.
"NOTHING? YOU WERE HERE FOR ABOUT TWO WEEKS AND YOU HAVEN'T FOUND OUT -ANYTHING- ABOUT TIME TRAVELING?" Ginny roared.
Sirius put his hands to his ear. "Cool it, Gin. You need to save your voice for later, you know."
"YOU SHUT UP, SIRIUS, AND HAVEN'T YOU FOUND ANYTHING?"
Sirius squirmed this time. "That makes it 28 shut ups. . ." he mumbled.
"I DON'T CARE! YOU! JUST SHUT UP!" Ginny roared, looking extremely hysteric.
"Save your voice!" Harry cried.
"What is it?" Dumbledore's pleasant voice came from behind. They all jumped and turned towards him, sweating. "Nothing, nothing, it's just that my friend came, she wants to teach assistant DADA. I know I already have Si- Simon, but I could do well with another. Good bye!"
Harry scurried away, dragging Sirius with him, who was very much protesting.
Ginny glared at their backs before turning to Dumbledore. She said in a very sweet voice, "Hello. So about the job. Is it okay for me to help Harry?"
Dumbledore smiled. "I guess so. So what is your name?"
Ginny paused, thinking for a moment before saying, "Ginny. Ginny Granger."
To her surprise, Dumbledore smiled in an amused way. "Ah, I thought so. So I suppose you wanted to stay with him?"
Ginny, confused, merely nodded, not understanding a single thing. "Very well. Your rooms will be at room 203. The entrance to the staff headquarters is the portrait of the Aquarium. The password is 'fish cakes'. And the password to your door is 'Defense'. I think you know where your own luggage is?"
She nodded, smiled sincerely, and left.
"That was easy. And I wonder what he meant about me wanting to stay with him-?" Ginny thought as she walked towards her room. When she got to a queer looking portrait with fish and stuff swimming in water.
"New staff?" One of the fish stopped and grunted.
Ginny, a little freaked out, nodded. "Password?" The pink fish asked indignantly.
"Uh, fish cakes?" Ginny said uncertainly.
The striped one sniffed. "Damn right, and don't you think it's rude it's FISH cake, it's like they're planning to turn us into cakes!" it said, as the portrait swung open.
The portrait revealed a long, narrow hall with a few awards and portraits. Many doors were lined against the walls, each different with family pictures and other hangings on the doors. Beside the doors, a nameplate with the room number was placed.
"101? Where's 203?" she mumbled.
"Room 203 is upstairs, dear." Ginny jumped. Who-?
It was portrait of a queer lady who wore a green, old dress and had a frilly, white apron around her waist. Her hair was a musty brown and was tied in a bun. "No need to be surprised. You're new, I suppose? Well, I'm Jane, the one watching the hall and aiding the professors. But they-" she took out her handkerchief and blew her nose. "They treat me like a slave! 'Jane, go tell so-and-so this. Jane, go get my stuff. Jane, get out of here for a few moment.'" She made a huge sniff. "They NEVER treat me properly! Only Dumbledore treats me like an equal! Even if I am a portrait, I still have feelings, you know!"
"Er, right. Well, how do you go upstairs?" Ginny asked.
Jane dried her eyes. "Take a turn on that corner, and you'll find a door labeled stairs. Climb exactly fifty-seven steps and push the wall on your right gently. It should open. But if you miss count, you end up in the potion dungeons."
"Right, thanks." She said awkwardly, and left Jane.
She rounded the corner, and found a long hallway, and on the very end there was a door. Ginny walked towards it, and when she got closer she noticed things about the door. It was made of red bricks, and an ancient looking crooked wood sign with 'Stairs' painted on it with white paint was tacked to the door. She opened the door, to find an endless stair. She couldn't see the end, and it twisted and turned. It was surrounded with an old cement wall with a few paintings, so she had no worry of falling. The only thing she had to worry about was the fifty-seven steps. . .
"One, two, three . . ."
" . . . Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three . . ."
As she counted through the endless stairs, she reached the fifty-seventh step. It looked like an ordinary step. She panicked slightly. What if she had miscounted? Suddenly, the wall beside her swung open as Ginny fell through it flailing her arms.
Professor Melanie looked surprised. "Hello. And who are you?"
Ginny groaned and got up. "I'm Ginny Granger. I'm helping Harry teach Defense."
Melanie giggled. Ginny looked at her quizzically. "What?"
"Oh, it's just that, you know, you guys make such a great pair." Then, she left with a wink and a wave.
Ginny stood there, confused. "I make a good pair with who?" but Melanie was already gone.
Shrugging it off, Ginny walked towards the hall. This hall was wide, and looked like someone had a paint fight in there. Many doors lined the walls, all a royal blue color with a gold number plate and a mail slot on it. And to her surprise, there was also an old-fashioned muggle doorbell beside the door.
"What was the number again? Oh yeah . . . 203. Two-o-three, two-o-three. . ." Ginny muttered, trailing her finger through the map on the wall.
"There!" Ginny said happily, standing in front of a royal blue door labeled 203. Was it just her, or was a squeaking sound coming from inside? She put her hand on the doorknob and said, "Defense!"
The door gave a loud moan as it banged open. She found herself in a small room with a door on the other end of the room. On the wall was a shoe drawer with many shoes lined across it.
Confused, Ginny opened the door again (the squeaking noise was getting louder) and gasped.
She was met by a huge blast of NSYNC. Inside, Sirius was bouncing on the bed and on the walls, screaming "WHEEEEEE!!!" and Harry sitting on a desk (without his shirt on) sipping coffee and looking at a paper.
"HARRY AND SIRIUS???" Ginny screamed, before turning bright red and slamming the door back shut again.
The two men froze and looked at each other. "Was that just Ginny?" Harry asked pleasantly, before returning to his paper and coffee.
Suddenly, the door banged open again and Ginny entered, her face red. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU IDIOTS DOING HERE?"
Harry and Sirius looked at each other again. "She swore." Harry said simply, before returning to his paper again.
Sirius grinned. "Yeah, she did. Goody Weaslette actually swore."
"I asked, what are you guys doing in my friggin' room?" Ginny snapped.
"YOUR room? This is my room, Ginny, for your information." Harry informed her, taking another sip of his coffee. "Ugh. It needs more sugar." Harry reached across the desk to get the sugar bowl.
Sirius snickered.
"Um, isn't this, like, room 203?" Ginny asked timidly.
"Yeah, it is." Sirius said helpfully.
Ginny shot him a dirty look. "Well, you guys are going out. This is MY room. Dumbledore and McGonagall told me so." She demanded, pointing at the door.
"Ah, you see, I'm afraid you have it all wrong. You see, you, unlike me, are the assistant, which means that you, unlike me, are a second hand professor, which means that I, unlike you, have the authority, which means that I, unlike you, could throw you out. So that means- OUT!" Harry said, looking extremely pleased with him.
"Uh, Harry, your copying Malfoy." Ginny pointed out, before scowling at him. "And where else am I supposed to stay?"
"Which means that you, Ginny, as Professor-?" Harry asked.
"Granger." Ginny said promptly.
Harry's jaws dropped as Sirius doubled over laughing his head off. "What?" Ginny said defensively. "I just took Hermione's name!"
Sirius, still laughing his head off, said in a choked voice, "That- that- haha- that- is- hehe- Ha- ha- Harry's- n- hehe- name!"
Ginny went pale before groaning, "So that's what they meant!"
"What?" Harry asked, looking extremely displeased with himself now.
"I- I don't know. Professor Dumbledore said, 'I suppose you want to stay with him' and Professor Melanie said 'You guys make such a great pair'! They must have thought that we were married!"
Sirius laughed harder as Harry sunk low to his seat, his face a brilliant shade of magenta. "Oh, shit."
Sirius laughed harder.
"Shut up!" Harry ordered, holding his head in his hands.
"HARRY AND GINNY, SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-"
"SHUT UP!" both Harry and Ginny roared at him.
"-S-S-I-N-"
"I SAID SHUT IT!" Harry screamed, throwing his empty coffee cup at him. Sirius promptly shut up.
Suddenly, they heard muffled giggles from the door. "Who's that?"
Ginny walked over to the door and yanked it open to find James and Sirius reaching for the doorknob.
"STOP RIGHT THERE MISTER!" Ginny roared before grabbing them both by their ears and yanking them into the room.
"How'd you get in here?"
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James and Sirius and Remus were sitting on James bed, talking.
"We should list what we know about Harry Potter." Remus reasoned, grabbing an empty parchment and a quill.
"Yeah, we should. Well, let's see, label it 'Things we Know about Harry Potter'. Then, let's write down the facts we know in bullets." James said.
Remus wrote in his neat writing, 'Things we know about Harry Potter'.
"What else?" Remus asked, twirling the quill between his fingers.
"Uh, here," Sirius said, tossing Remus another parchment. "Write 'Things we don't know about Harry Potter' on it."
"Duh, Padfoot, there's so many things we don't know about him that I don't know where to start!" James exclaimed, snatching away the parchment.
"But Prongs, there might be things we really want to know about, and we can, like, list it and try to find out." Sirius reasoned.
James considered. "Alright. But we'll work more on the Things we know list, okay?"
The two nodded.
"Ok, start off by writing 'Real name is Harry Potter, but denies it and calls himself 'Harry Granger'." James instructed. Remus' quill zoomed across the parchment.
By the end, it looked like this-
Things we know about Harry Potter
Real name is Harry Potter, but denies it and calls himself 'Harry Granger'
The most powerful wizard, said to be stronger then You-Know-Who.
Calls You-Know-Who Voldie.
Teaches DADA.
Likes muggle baseball.
NSYNC fan.
Has a blue boom box (at least until today) and is crazy about it.
Warded off the Deatheaters with his boom box.
Obliviated Remus, Sirius, and Peter.
Knows wandless magic.
Are friends with assistant Simon Kubo, also known as Sirius Spinelli.
Crazy
"Ok, what else do we have?" Remus asked, finished the y with a flourish.
James stroked his chin. "Well, let's go spy on him for a bit. We might learn more about him. And whether or not he's on the light side." James reasoned.
"I'm not going. As prefect, I'm not to go stalking into the staff headquarters. You guys shouldn't, too, by the way." Remus said.
"Aw, don't be such a party pooper. We'll learn all about him!" Sirius squealed.
"Well, you guys can go, but I'm not going. Prongs shouldn't, either, you know. He might have his head boy position passed on to people like Malfoy." Remus the reasonable said.
James scowled. "Aw, Moony, I've got good grades, and they know I like to get in trouble a lot. So I say it's ok. C'mon, Padfoot, let's go." James grabbed Sirius' arm and dragged him out.
James looked around. "So, lead us away, oh great dog." James said.
"Oh! I've gone to the staff headquarters once, you know, it's by the fishy portrait. 'Cept we might need your invisibility cloak, since that hag Jane guards the hallways." Sirius explained.
James nodded. "Ok, let me go get the cloak and the map."
He quickly came back with both. "Oh, I think I see it. Let's go."
After walking a few minutes, they came to the fish portrait. The blue one turned his head. "Oh, not YOU again! This is a STAFF headquarter, you know, not STUDENT Headquarters."
Sirius smiled sweetly. "Fish Cakes?"
The striped one wailed. "Look! Even they can guess the stupid password! Insulting!"
The pink one kicked the striped one with its fin. "Shut up! Well, here you go." The portrait swung open as they both tossed on the invisibility cloak.
"Who's there?" Jane shrieked, clutching on her handkerchief.
Sirius placed a finger on his lips as they tiptoed towards the stairs.
When James saw the stairs, he looked at Sirius in disbelief. "This thing is endless! How far must we climb?"
Sirius thought for a moment. "Uh, I think it was fifty something. Oh yeah, fifty-seven steps, then lean on the wall!"
James glared. "Are you sure?"
Sirius looked offended. "Of COURSE I'm sure! Well, if I'm wrong, we'll just land in the potion dungeons, but that's all, really."
"THAT'S ALL? THAT'S -ALL-? GETTING FOUND BY PRO- MMPH!" Sirius muffled his voice. "Shush, Prongs, we'll get caught!"
The paintings on the wall of the stairs began looking around. One, who looked like a queen, fanned herself and said, "Who? Who is it?" In some kind of accent, while others squeaked, "Who's there?"
"Look what you caused!" Sirius hissed at him, before roughly pulling his wrists and pulling him behind a suit of armor.
"Ow, Padfoot. I'm new here." James growled, rubbing his arm.
"Here we are!" Sirius leaned on the wall and disappeared. James, panicking, quickly fell in with him.
He ended up on Sirius. "Geroff Prongs!" Sirius hissed. "You weigh more then you should weigh!"
James got off and dusted himself. "So where's Harry Potters room?" Sirius asked.
James whipped out his Marauders Map. "Um, let's see. Ah! Here he is. He's there- look! In room 203! Wait-"
He stopped, the color leaving his face. "Oh. My. God."
Sirius craned his neck to see the map. "What? What?"
James, his voice shaking, said in a very low voice, "It's true. His name really is Harry Potter. And guess who's with him?"
He gulped. "Oh no, is it You-Know-Who?"
He shook his head. "No, someone even more impossible."
"Who, who?" Sirius asked.
James mumbled something, looking dumbstruck. "Louder, please?" Sirius said in an impatient voice.
"Sirius Black! Sirius Black is with him!" James whispered.
"Uh, earth to James, I'm right here!" Sirius said, waving his hand in front of James face.
"No, there's two Sirius Blacks on this map! The rumors were true!"
"There was a rumor that my clone was running around in Hogwarts?" Sirius asked wondrously.
James smacked him on the head. "No, you idiot! The assistant professor's name is Sirius! And look, some guy- or girl- named Virginia Weasley is in there, too!"
"Hey, I know Arthur Weasley, a Molly Weasley, and a Bill Weasley, but I ain't know no VIRGINIA Weasley. Or a girl, for that matter." Sirius said.
He shrugged. "Well, let's get going. The sooner we find out the sooner our imagination would be put at rest."
Both Marauders got up and led themselves to room 203. It was easy, since all doors were labeled in gold number plates with the number.
As they both stood by the door, James turned the doorknob. It didn't budge. "Well, no surprise there, old buddy." James said.
"Password is Defense, according to the map." Sirius instructed, and James mumbled "Defense."
The door swung open, which revealed a small room with another door on the other side.
"Shhh. . ." James said, and pressed his ear against the other door.
"Shut up!" They both looked at each other, expressions grim. It was clearly Professor Granger, and sounded extremely furious.
"HARRY AND GINNY, SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-" It was Professor Kubo's voice this time. They both looked at each other again, now sniggering. So Virginia Weasley was probably his girlfriend.
"SHUT UP!" This time, it was Professor Granger and a new woman's voice. "Probably Virginia Weasley." Sirius said softly, giggling like a girl.
"-S-S-I-N-" Professor Kubo again.
Suddenly, Professor Granger screamed "I SAID SHUT IT!" and a sickly crash was heard as silence followed.
They both couldn't help it. They were sent into a fit of giggles as they tried their best to muffle it.
"Who's there?" An alarmed voice belonging to Professor Granger perked up.
Both boys gulped and ran to the other side of the door, preparing to run.
The door banged open. "STOP RIGHT THERE MISTER!" A females voice screeched as someone yanked their ears and dragged them into the room.
Professor Kubo looked shocked, then sheepish. Professor Granger should have had fangs. "How'd you get in here?"
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I am sooooooooooo sorry for the late update! I've been really really busy, with a piano concert and a speech contest and all that. The next chapter will probably be posted later, but I might post really soon! You never know! And I'm going on a vacation soon, too. But never mind that! Please review!