DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Harry Potter... I like to pretend that I own
them, but that's not going to change anything.
A/N (4-15): I'm typing this today... What to say, what to say... *looks around* Bother! *giggles* If you're ever bored, go to www.potterpuppetpals.com , tis quite funny! Ah... I'm talkin' like a pirate again. Another thing... *snorts* Things... September 19th is Talk like a Pirate day! Jus' lettin' ye know...
CHAPTER 2- Gudgeon's Gamble
(Whitney. Hey, that's me!)
"So what do we do now?" Hermione said, glaring at Fred and George.
"Couldn't tell you," Fred said, shrugging his shoulders.
Harry looked around, and then said, "Let's at least have a look around the castle." He walked over and opened the door. Fred, George, and Ron follows, but Hermione stayed put.
"C'mon, Hermione..." Ron said.
"I don't know..." Hermione said anxiously, "I mean what if we accidentally change the future?"
"We'll just be extra careful," George assured her.
"Fine..." said Hermione, following them. They walked down the halls, looking around.
"It looks the same, but the Whomping Wi-"Harry began, but was cut off by someone shouting, "Prongs! What are you doing?
Harry wheeled around and saw a sixteen-year-old boy with long black hair that casually fell over his eyes. "Sirius?" Harry managed to say.
"Yeah... James, you feeling okay?" Sirius asked, walking closer. "Wait a minute... you're not James..." He said.
"No, I'm-"Harry started to say, but he was cut off yet again. But this time it was Hermione that had stopped him.
"Harry! I don't think we should tell him anything yet... We can't change the future!" whispered Hermione.
"We're not going to change the future... He doesn't even know us yet!" Harry replied angrily.
Sirius watched them, a look of confusion on his face. "Are you sure you're not related to James Potter?" He asked curiously.
"Er... I'm related to him... sort of." Harry said, "C'mon, we won't see him when we go back-"But Harry was cut off another time. (A/N: *sobs*) "Hey! Come with me... James has to see this!" Sirius said, grabbing Harry's arm and pulling him along the corridors. Harry looked back at the others, who then followed. Sirius paid no attention, but shouted, "James! Where are you?" They walked down the corridors for a while, but finally, they stopped. Sirius looked to Harry and said, "Well, I don't know where James is. He must be off, having fun with Snivellus..." He trailed off, looking around hopefully. After a minute of just standing there, a door opened and another sixteen-year-old boy walked out. He had untidy, jet black hair that would never achieve the glamour of Sirius' hair and hazel eyes. (Heh, I modified a couple things... oh well. I wrote it. This, however, I did not write... Anna)
"Padfoot, I've been looking all over for you! Gudgeon's gonna fly a broom to the top of the North Tower, then drop it and try to jump back on it again!"
"Brilliant! Let's go," said Sirius.
"James asked "So who's your new friends?
"You don't know them?"
"No, I thought they were with you," said James.
They both turned to look at Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George. "Aaaaah..." said Harry "I'm a... sort of... distant cousin of James's, and, um, This is Ron, my friend, Hermione, another friend..."
"Hey!" Harry was interrupted yet again. This time it was by Fred.
"Padfoot and Prongs?" asked George.
"As in Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs?"
"As in 'Aides to Magical Mischief Makers?"
"As in The Marauders' Map?" Finished Fred, looking awed.
"Hey, Prongs, I thought no one else know about it," said Sirius.
"They don't," said James.
"How'd you find out?" Sirius asked Fred.
"Well, we took it from Filch," said George.
"I always wanted to meet, Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, but..."
"Never thought it was you, Sirius, or Harry's dad..."
"Who's Harry?" asked James, at the same time Hermione said "George!"
"Who's George?" asked Sirius.
"I'm George, that's Fred, and this is Harry," Said George.
"So who's..." started Sirius, and then his eyes went wide. "Oh!"
"GEORGE, YOU'VE WRECKED THE WHOLE-"
"Aaw, Hermione, where's your sense of fun?" said Fred.
"Prongs, he's not your distant cousin, he's-"
"FIVE MINUTES, FIVE MINUTES INTO THIS AND ALREADY YOU'VE-"
"But I'm only sixteen, he can't be my son unless-"
"We came back in time-"began Fred.
"FRED DON'T YOU REALIZE YOU ARE COMPLETELY DESTROYING THE-"
"Brilliant!" said James, "This is more exciting than Gudgeon breaking his neck any day-"
"AM I THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO RECOGNIZES THE REPERCUSSIONS OF-"
"So where are you gonna stay?" asked Sirius.
"You've gotta stay and tell us-"
"DON'T YOU DARE TELL THEM ANYTHING-"
"Shh, Hermione, someone's coming," said Ron.
"Well, they've already-"began Hermione.
"It's Filch!" hissed James, having whipped out a piece of parchment once Ron spoke.
"In here!" said Fred and they all ducked back into the Room of Requirement.
"Funny..." said Sirius once Filch had passed, who was looking around in every corner for who had been yelling. "This room isn't on our map..."
"...we'll have to add it," said James, "What, is it only on Saturdays or.."
"It's only if you need it," said Harry, speaking up.
"So, you're from the future... I'll have to tell-"Sirius was cut off by Hermione.
"No, it's bad enough without everyone else-"she began.
"Everyone else? Wouldn't dream of it... just Moony and Wormtail."
"You didn't seem so enthusiastic about hiding before..."
"Hiding? Nah... This'll be fun, but we can't let the teachers know..." he broke off.
James and Harry were staring at each other.
"Well... um... hi Dad?" Harry said hesitantly. There was an awkward silence.
Ron, perhaps sensing Harry's discomfort, started up the conversation with "So... who's Gudgeon?"
James answered, glad for the change in topic. "Davey Gudgeon always does stupid, impressive things."
"I think Gladys Gudgeon, his big sister, puts him up to it," said Sirius. "Anyway, she's the one who spreads the word when he's gonna do something."
"But never to Jorkins. She'd go to Dumbledore in a heart beat."
"D'you wanna come?" asked Sirius, "It'll be funny."
"Only we have to tell Moony and Wormtail..." started James.
"Nah, by now Gladys Gudgeon will have caught up to them. They'll already be there," said Sirius.
"We have to tell them about these guys in the first place, so we might as well go," said Sirius.
"Ok," said the twins immediately and in unison.
"Well, all right, then," said Ron, "Coming Harry?"
"Yeah, I'd like to see this, too," said Harry.
"Oh, I can't belive you," sighed Hermione. "I don't' find this at all amusing and I am going straight to the library, to try to figure out to the grounds, to try to figure out how to get back." She marched off.
"Being a bit uptight, isn't she?" asked James.
"Sometimes she's worse," said Ron as the six of them headed out to the grounds, where they could see the North Tower properly.
There was already a small crowd forming, and at the center was a sandy-haired boy with a daredevil glint in his eye, and someone Harry assumed must be Gladys Gudgeon, his big sister.
Sirius and James edged around the crowd, the stopped by two boys on the left side. Harry, Ron, Fred, and George followed.
Harry grinned, recognizing the taller boy as a young Remus Lupin, who had taught Defense Against the Dark Arts in Harry's third year at Hogwarts.
"Blimey..." Fred whispered. "Isn't that bloke Lupin?"
"Yeah," answered Harry. "Moony was his nickname at school."
"How did you know that?" asked George, "All this time we ewre wondering who made the Marauders' Map, and we were talking to thme! Is the other one Wormtail?"
Harry hesitated. "Yeah, but..." he faltered. "He works for Voldemort now."
"The twins flinched. "Blimey..." "Didn't know..."
"Harry!" James called. "Are you coming?"
"Yeah." Harry, Ron, Fred, and George walked over.
"We've told them, "said Sirius. Harry could tell. Lupin and Pettigrew were looking at him very strangely indeed.
Then there was a loud voice. Harry whirled, then saw it was coming from Gladys Gudgeon.
"AAAND NOW... MY KID BROTHER... DAVEY GUDGEON!"
The sandy-haired boy leaped on a broomstick and took off toward the North Tower. Davey Gudgeon was not good on a broomstick. It swerved and narrowly missed turrets as Davey struggled to control it. Finallyk, Davey landed on the roof of the North Tower. He stood up with difficulty, wobbling on the sloped roof. He grabbed onto an outcropping, and flung the broomstick. Being magical, it only went down about ten feet.
Davey edged toward the side of the roof, and the crowd let out a collective gasp as Davey Gudgeon jumped for the floating broomstick... (And Beth comes in!)
...and he missed the broomstick by inches.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DONG?" Yelled Professor McGonagall. "Hurry, hide behind us. Quick!" said Lupin. "TEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" shouted McGonagall. "AND ALL OF YOU! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, LETTING HIM DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"
"Come on..." whispered Sirius. He led them to the lake. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Yeah... it kind of just stops... There was no definite stopping point for the chapter as it was written, so I just picked a spot. And I want to get this chapter done! *giggles* Cookies for all reviewers! I would have said runzas, but not everyone knows what runzas are...
Erica- Thanks! Isn't the prologue the greatest? *giggles* And Anna really is a very good writer... I will definitely tell her what you said! And thank you again! Being compared to J.K. Rowling... well, Anna is, at least. *giggles*
Megan- Thank'ee! I hope you enjoy this chapter as well!
A/N (4-15): I'm typing this today... What to say, what to say... *looks around* Bother! *giggles* If you're ever bored, go to www.potterpuppetpals.com , tis quite funny! Ah... I'm talkin' like a pirate again. Another thing... *snorts* Things... September 19th is Talk like a Pirate day! Jus' lettin' ye know...
CHAPTER 2- Gudgeon's Gamble
(Whitney. Hey, that's me!)
"So what do we do now?" Hermione said, glaring at Fred and George.
"Couldn't tell you," Fred said, shrugging his shoulders.
Harry looked around, and then said, "Let's at least have a look around the castle." He walked over and opened the door. Fred, George, and Ron follows, but Hermione stayed put.
"C'mon, Hermione..." Ron said.
"I don't know..." Hermione said anxiously, "I mean what if we accidentally change the future?"
"We'll just be extra careful," George assured her.
"Fine..." said Hermione, following them. They walked down the halls, looking around.
"It looks the same, but the Whomping Wi-"Harry began, but was cut off by someone shouting, "Prongs! What are you doing?
Harry wheeled around and saw a sixteen-year-old boy with long black hair that casually fell over his eyes. "Sirius?" Harry managed to say.
"Yeah... James, you feeling okay?" Sirius asked, walking closer. "Wait a minute... you're not James..." He said.
"No, I'm-"Harry started to say, but he was cut off yet again. But this time it was Hermione that had stopped him.
"Harry! I don't think we should tell him anything yet... We can't change the future!" whispered Hermione.
"We're not going to change the future... He doesn't even know us yet!" Harry replied angrily.
Sirius watched them, a look of confusion on his face. "Are you sure you're not related to James Potter?" He asked curiously.
"Er... I'm related to him... sort of." Harry said, "C'mon, we won't see him when we go back-"But Harry was cut off another time. (A/N: *sobs*) "Hey! Come with me... James has to see this!" Sirius said, grabbing Harry's arm and pulling him along the corridors. Harry looked back at the others, who then followed. Sirius paid no attention, but shouted, "James! Where are you?" They walked down the corridors for a while, but finally, they stopped. Sirius looked to Harry and said, "Well, I don't know where James is. He must be off, having fun with Snivellus..." He trailed off, looking around hopefully. After a minute of just standing there, a door opened and another sixteen-year-old boy walked out. He had untidy, jet black hair that would never achieve the glamour of Sirius' hair and hazel eyes. (Heh, I modified a couple things... oh well. I wrote it. This, however, I did not write... Anna)
"Padfoot, I've been looking all over for you! Gudgeon's gonna fly a broom to the top of the North Tower, then drop it and try to jump back on it again!"
"Brilliant! Let's go," said Sirius.
"James asked "So who's your new friends?
"You don't know them?"
"No, I thought they were with you," said James.
They both turned to look at Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George. "Aaaaah..." said Harry "I'm a... sort of... distant cousin of James's, and, um, This is Ron, my friend, Hermione, another friend..."
"Hey!" Harry was interrupted yet again. This time it was by Fred.
"Padfoot and Prongs?" asked George.
"As in Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs?"
"As in 'Aides to Magical Mischief Makers?"
"As in The Marauders' Map?" Finished Fred, looking awed.
"Hey, Prongs, I thought no one else know about it," said Sirius.
"They don't," said James.
"How'd you find out?" Sirius asked Fred.
"Well, we took it from Filch," said George.
"I always wanted to meet, Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, but..."
"Never thought it was you, Sirius, or Harry's dad..."
"Who's Harry?" asked James, at the same time Hermione said "George!"
"Who's George?" asked Sirius.
"I'm George, that's Fred, and this is Harry," Said George.
"So who's..." started Sirius, and then his eyes went wide. "Oh!"
"GEORGE, YOU'VE WRECKED THE WHOLE-"
"Aaw, Hermione, where's your sense of fun?" said Fred.
"Prongs, he's not your distant cousin, he's-"
"FIVE MINUTES, FIVE MINUTES INTO THIS AND ALREADY YOU'VE-"
"But I'm only sixteen, he can't be my son unless-"
"We came back in time-"began Fred.
"FRED DON'T YOU REALIZE YOU ARE COMPLETELY DESTROYING THE-"
"Brilliant!" said James, "This is more exciting than Gudgeon breaking his neck any day-"
"AM I THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO RECOGNIZES THE REPERCUSSIONS OF-"
"So where are you gonna stay?" asked Sirius.
"You've gotta stay and tell us-"
"DON'T YOU DARE TELL THEM ANYTHING-"
"Shh, Hermione, someone's coming," said Ron.
"Well, they've already-"began Hermione.
"It's Filch!" hissed James, having whipped out a piece of parchment once Ron spoke.
"In here!" said Fred and they all ducked back into the Room of Requirement.
"Funny..." said Sirius once Filch had passed, who was looking around in every corner for who had been yelling. "This room isn't on our map..."
"...we'll have to add it," said James, "What, is it only on Saturdays or.."
"It's only if you need it," said Harry, speaking up.
"So, you're from the future... I'll have to tell-"Sirius was cut off by Hermione.
"No, it's bad enough without everyone else-"she began.
"Everyone else? Wouldn't dream of it... just Moony and Wormtail."
"You didn't seem so enthusiastic about hiding before..."
"Hiding? Nah... This'll be fun, but we can't let the teachers know..." he broke off.
James and Harry were staring at each other.
"Well... um... hi Dad?" Harry said hesitantly. There was an awkward silence.
Ron, perhaps sensing Harry's discomfort, started up the conversation with "So... who's Gudgeon?"
James answered, glad for the change in topic. "Davey Gudgeon always does stupid, impressive things."
"I think Gladys Gudgeon, his big sister, puts him up to it," said Sirius. "Anyway, she's the one who spreads the word when he's gonna do something."
"But never to Jorkins. She'd go to Dumbledore in a heart beat."
"D'you wanna come?" asked Sirius, "It'll be funny."
"Only we have to tell Moony and Wormtail..." started James.
"Nah, by now Gladys Gudgeon will have caught up to them. They'll already be there," said Sirius.
"We have to tell them about these guys in the first place, so we might as well go," said Sirius.
"Ok," said the twins immediately and in unison.
"Well, all right, then," said Ron, "Coming Harry?"
"Yeah, I'd like to see this, too," said Harry.
"Oh, I can't belive you," sighed Hermione. "I don't' find this at all amusing and I am going straight to the library, to try to figure out to the grounds, to try to figure out how to get back." She marched off.
"Being a bit uptight, isn't she?" asked James.
"Sometimes she's worse," said Ron as the six of them headed out to the grounds, where they could see the North Tower properly.
There was already a small crowd forming, and at the center was a sandy-haired boy with a daredevil glint in his eye, and someone Harry assumed must be Gladys Gudgeon, his big sister.
Sirius and James edged around the crowd, the stopped by two boys on the left side. Harry, Ron, Fred, and George followed.
Harry grinned, recognizing the taller boy as a young Remus Lupin, who had taught Defense Against the Dark Arts in Harry's third year at Hogwarts.
"Blimey..." Fred whispered. "Isn't that bloke Lupin?"
"Yeah," answered Harry. "Moony was his nickname at school."
"How did you know that?" asked George, "All this time we ewre wondering who made the Marauders' Map, and we were talking to thme! Is the other one Wormtail?"
Harry hesitated. "Yeah, but..." he faltered. "He works for Voldemort now."
"The twins flinched. "Blimey..." "Didn't know..."
"Harry!" James called. "Are you coming?"
"Yeah." Harry, Ron, Fred, and George walked over.
"We've told them, "said Sirius. Harry could tell. Lupin and Pettigrew were looking at him very strangely indeed.
Then there was a loud voice. Harry whirled, then saw it was coming from Gladys Gudgeon.
"AAAND NOW... MY KID BROTHER... DAVEY GUDGEON!"
The sandy-haired boy leaped on a broomstick and took off toward the North Tower. Davey Gudgeon was not good on a broomstick. It swerved and narrowly missed turrets as Davey struggled to control it. Finallyk, Davey landed on the roof of the North Tower. He stood up with difficulty, wobbling on the sloped roof. He grabbed onto an outcropping, and flung the broomstick. Being magical, it only went down about ten feet.
Davey edged toward the side of the roof, and the crowd let out a collective gasp as Davey Gudgeon jumped for the floating broomstick... (And Beth comes in!)
...and he missed the broomstick by inches.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DONG?" Yelled Professor McGonagall. "Hurry, hide behind us. Quick!" said Lupin. "TEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" shouted McGonagall. "AND ALL OF YOU! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, LETTING HIM DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"
"Come on..." whispered Sirius. He led them to the lake. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Yeah... it kind of just stops... There was no definite stopping point for the chapter as it was written, so I just picked a spot. And I want to get this chapter done! *giggles* Cookies for all reviewers! I would have said runzas, but not everyone knows what runzas are...
Erica- Thanks! Isn't the prologue the greatest? *giggles* And Anna really is a very good writer... I will definitely tell her what you said! And thank you again! Being compared to J.K. Rowling... well, Anna is, at least. *giggles*
Megan- Thank'ee! I hope you enjoy this chapter as well!