The boys headed up to their dorm followed by Lily and Hermione, the group where surprised when the remaining marauders where in the room, everyone with the exception of Sirius, Remus and Harry glared at Peter. Harry just looked away, scared of what he would do if he made eye contact; Ron on the other hand showed no such restraint. He lunged at Peter and threw him to the floor hitting him repeatedly around the head "You - stupid - piece - of - filth" He was stopped by Sirius dragging him off and hitting him in the stomach.

"What was that for, you don't even know him1".

Ron went bright red, "You don't know anything, but if you did you'd be joining in".

Harry just yelled "ENOUGH!" and everyone stared at him, it was the first time anyone in the room with the exception of Ron and Hermione had heard the usually quiet black haired boy shout.

"Cheers Ron, but we can't do anything regarding that rat and you know full well we can't". Ron just nodded.

Sirius came to the front, "Care to explain what's going on, for starters why are both Harry and James in the same room and what the hell is he", he shot arrows in Ron's direction, "doing attacking our friends?"

It was Hermione who took charge this time. "I'm Hermione and this is Ron, we are Harry's mates from 1996. Dumbledore decided that the three of us should come back here thanks to, erm, recent developments. We are staying here while something gets sorted out."

Sirius wasn't buying the explanation and his facial expression said so, "So Dumbledore has sent a loads of kids to do his running, my arse, you are probably a set of Slytherins after us or something".

Ron again lost it "We may be young but we've been through shit loads, don't push us because you don't know the full story!"

"Then why don't you tell us it!" Sirius yelled back. Harry stood shell shocked "We can't, so much happens in the future you can't know it or it will all change." Sirius scoffed, bringing an awkward silence to the group.

"Open your trunk" Hermione said to Harry, making eyes contact with him and refusing to break it. Harry didn't know what this had to do with anything but as he was going to have to unpack eventually he could see no harm in following her direction. He placed the small wooden lump of the floor and muttered "Engorgio". The trunk became its full size. "Get out your photo album and show it to Sirius." Again Harry couldn't see where this was going but gave over the leather bound book regardless. Sirius opened the book and looked through. Hermione came over by him and sat him on the bed. "Look through it, tell me the deliberate mistakes."

Sirius leafed through pages of photos of Evans and some of the Marauders, he saw wedding photos of James and someone who looked alarmingly like Evans, next was the same couple with a little baby. Then the photos stopped until the baby had grown up to about 11, he was with the 2 strangers currently in this room, then there was pictures of a family of redheads, Harry sticking out like a sore thumb. He continued to look through until eventually there where photos of the teenagers with a guy undeniably a grown up Moony, and next to them a man with a gaunt face, battered robes and matted shoulder length black hair, but most alarmingly with Sirius' grey eyes and a small tattoo on his neck he had had since he was 13. The guy WAS Sirius. Hermione broke the silence, "What are the mistakes?" She asked quietly, so only Sirius could hear.

"James and Lily get married. There are no photographs at all of anyone after the early baby photos until Harry is about 11. I'm in there but I look an absolute mess, like I've been ill or been through something big and Moony's in there but he doesn't look so bad. There's no photos of James or Lily at all after the big gap."

Hermione looked at him "See what Ron means? We know a lot more than you think. We have a lot of stuff in our past you don't understand. Don't presume anything." Hermione walked away from Sirius and sat down next to Ron. Harry was thankful, she had shut the argument up without giving anything away, and although he was aware she would have created some nagging questions in Sirius' mind she had provided evidence for her case.

"I think we should tell them." James said, looking round the others. "Not everything about your past but about the prophecy thing and the vision, what have we got to lose by telling them the whole thing anyway? Really me and Lily are the only ones who can change anything".

Harry shook his head, "Then the rat would know the full prophecy, and that would screw things up."

James coolly replied, "Not all of it, just about what you are going to do, that will keep time the same and at the same time it will explain the visions".

This time Harry reluctantly gave in, "Ok then" he muttered.

James looked round at the others "Don't bother asking for the full story" he said, "This is all you are getting. Harry here is the only person who can defeat you-know-who. Harry can get visions of what you know who is up to, last time I was in 1996 I got one. Voldemort wants to kill Lily and me so Harry is never born." Sirius looked shocked but refrained from speaking. "That is a highly abridged version, more will probably come out but don't push it".

The room descended into deathly silence as the group of teenagers each stared at each other yet at the same time refused to make eye contact with anyone. Sirius looked rather unwell, rocking slightly backwards and forwards on his bed, Lily stood next to James, closer than could ever have been expected this time last week but still no physical contact. Harry looked to the floor as Ron and Hermione wrapped their arms around each other, Hermione standing in front and Ron holding her round the waist. Remus sat still on the floor, pondering the next question. Peter hid away from the new trio, scared that the red head at least was going to garrotte him. Whatever happened in the future he knew he had done something major; something that the trio will never forgive him for. While Ron's reaction scared Peter Harry's was the alarming one, not once had he made eye contact in the three weeks Peter had known of his presence. Peter resolved that whatever he did he wasn't going to do it this time around. All he had to do now is find out his mistake.

"So, now the air has been cleared have we forgot getting Snape? I have a personal vendetta to fulfil" Harry looked round, he hated the uncomfortable air their arrival had created.

Sirius responded with his usual bark like laugh, somehow managing to rush through a sentence in the process "Of course not dearie, I must say the prank has been elaborated somewhat since your departure though" A wicked grin crept along his face

"Excellent" Harry replied, Hermione looked shocked,

"Harry, you can't prank Snape, we can't attract too much attention to ourselves and he's a professor"

The marauders looked at one another and started to laugh involuntarily, not out of the hilarity of the situation but out of the scary thought that Snape had power, "That slime ball became a professor? The future is just plain wrong" Sirius yelled.

"Thank god we never swapped during his subject." James muttered, trying to suppress laughter.

"Hermione, that git is the reason James and Harry keep randomly swapping, I think it's our duty as friends to make him a laughing stock before he has the opportunity to put us into detention." To which Sirius got to his feet and started clapping Ron.

"I must agree, but now is feeding time and I don't know about you but I'm starving. We shall discuss this later."


No random questions today, instead I bring you random song lyrics. This is Three Lions by Baddiel, Skinner and the Lightening Seeds. Sing it loud and sing it proud. Urs Meire I've still not forgiven you

(I think it's bad news for the English game)
(We're not creative enough and we're not positive enough)

It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Football's coming home

(we'll go on getting bad results)

It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Football's coming home

Everyone seems to know the score, they've seen it all before
They just know, they're so sure
That England's gonna throw it away, gonna blow it away
But I know they can play,
'Cause I remember

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming

So many jokes, so many sneers
But all those 'oh so near's
Wear you down, through the years
But I still see that tackle by Moore
And when Lineker scored, Bobby belting the ball
And all because of

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming

(England have done it! In the last minute of extra time!)
(What a save, what now)
(Good old England, England that couldn't play football)
(England have got it in the bag)

I know that was then, but it could be again..

It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Footballs coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Footballs coming home

(England have done it)

It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Footballs coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Footballs coming home REPEATED IN BACKGROUND

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming

Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming