Summary: Join James Potter as he goes through his years at Hogwarts as a Marauder and then becomes a loving husband and father.

Mischief Maker by loudnproud223

Chapter One: First Year 1976- 1977

September 1, 1976, Boys' Dormitories

Man, am I excited!! Today is the day Sirius and I get to explore the castle's secrets and began to create a legend of ourselves like no one has ever seen or heard of. We will wreak havoc as we go through our years at Hogwarts.

Anyway...enough of that mushy stuff. Severus will never survive this school year. Sirius and I have already done some pretty cruel stuff to him. He's a slimy git if I've ever seen one. Would've hung him outside on that tree branch by the lake but McGonagall would've gone nutters and given us a week's worth of detention! My brother told me that a week's worth of detention was all she ever punished us Gryffindors with.

Severus earned every scratch he got from us today. He should've watched his greasy- haired mouth. He called Lily the-love-of-my-life Evans a mudblood. How could anyone call Lily a mudblood? A girl who isn't afraid of Cornish pixies and who's very name reminds you of you of summer flowers.

September 6, 1976, Transfiguration

McGonagall's not as boring as I thought she'd be. I think I'll be rather good in this class. That awful prat Severus is having loads of trouble transfiguring his bunny into a pair of scissors. I bet he's good at the Dark Arts and Potions. A future dark wizard if I ever saw one.

I'm done with my assignment. Sirius accidentally turned McGonagall's robes into one of those revealing dresses that the Americans wear. The bloody pervert tried to turn her robes back but first he went behind her and unhitched the button that was holding the thing on. He got a week's worth of detention.

October 2, 1976, by the lake

I found a really peaceful spot right here by the lake where I can write in my...um...journal. Wouldn't want the boys to know that I have one, right? Right then. Today Lily approached me and said that it hurt her feelings when we beat up on Severus in front of her. Here are my thoughts on that:

Thought #1: Why should it hurt her "feelings"? If anyone's "feelings" should be hurt, it should be the victim's. It's not as if I'm hitting, scratching, or kicking her!! In fact, I...we...protect her. Just yesterday he called her a filthy little mudblood for no reason! All she did was keep walking as if he didn't say anything. I don't understand the Muggle concept of ignoring people who make fun of you. How do you ignore something like that? I asked her where she got that idiotic idea from and she said something about a muggle fellyvision show called Dr. Phil? What is a doctor anyway?

Thought #2: What is it with girls and their abnormal obsession with "feelings?" You would think that the whole lot of them would have died from getting their "feelings" hurt. And another thing...you would think that they had enough trouble with their own "Feelings," without getting mixed up with other people's "feelings?" I say it's every man for himself and if you get your "feelings" hurt then too bad!

November 30, 1976, by the lake

Christmas break is coming up...I've got to ask Remus about his monthly disappearances...in fact, let me go ask him right now...

There is a child here by the name of Remus Lupin that disappears once a month. On the first day of the month, like clockwork, he says he has to go see Dumbledore. I wonder what he does. It could be remedial studies but, every month? And with the headmaster of the school who doesn't teach anything? I want to know where the bloke disappears. I think I know but...

Later

I asked him!!! He said he wasn't supposed to tell but he told me anyway. Remus is a werewolf. Wait 'til Sirius hears about this. No wonder why Remus always has scratches and bite marks. You see, we thought he went home once a month to check on his terminally ill mother and that he got beat by his father every time he went home. Of course I didn't tell him this. He probably bites himself, wherever he goes. One day, Sirius, Peter and me are gonna keep him company. I've always wanted a reason to become an illegal animagus.

January 23, 1977, by the lake

Sorry for taking so long to write. Christmas Break was amazing...best Christmas yet, I'd say. I spent the holiday with my brother and his family. I don't know what my parents were thinking, having me... Jake had graduated from Hogwarts and was married by the time I was born. Mum and Tatiana, Jake's wife, were pregnant at the same time. Mum with Tatiana and me with my niece, Nina. Tatiana is Russian, and so my brother moved to Russia to live near her family. She has the most interesting accent on creation. Even more interesting than those bloody Americans. Tatiana is pregnant with my nephew now. I can't wait until he is born. I want him to be just like me. They said I could name him. I think I will call him Nick, not Nicolas, just Nick. Hopefully Jake won't think I'm trying to name their baby after Nearly Headless Nick, the Gryffindor ghost. Because I'm

I got lots of stuff for Christmas. But none better than what my brother got me. My brother and his family gave me the most expensive broomstick on the market: the one and only; for a limited time only; beautiful; fast; cherry wood; 108 cm.; Estrella 5-0!!! I can't wait to join the Gryffindor House team with this next year. Unfortunately, first years can't join the House teams. I don't see why not.

March 17, 1977, by the lake

Lily pinched me today. She actually had the nerve to say that I wasn't wearing enough green. I told her that I wouldn't wear green for anything. I also managed to add that if the color "green" was all they sold in the Wizarding shoppes that I would either do my shopping in a muggle store or simply walk around in my birthday suit. Then she said that I was supposed to wear green because it was Saint Patrick's Day. Who is this Saint Patrick? And why does he have his own day?

June 30, 1977, by the lake behind my house...so I like lakes. Who cares?

Sirius, Peter and I have decided to become animagi to help Remus during his time of the month...um...so to speak. I hope to become a stag of some sort. Wouldn't it be just wicked to turn into an animal whenever you wish. Sirius wants to become a black dog. Where's the mystery in that? Don't even get me started on Peter...he wants to be a rat. Of all the creatures in the bloody muggle and Wizarding world combined and he wants to be a rodent. I guess it could help. He can get into small spaces. It's all coming together, only a matter of time...

Author's note: Hello whoever was crazy enough to read this!!! Just joking. This is my second attempt at writing a multi- chapter story. Hopefully I'll remember enough of my plot to keep writing it. Please review!

Next chapter...James has a new love...and detention...what did he do?