AN: I MADE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Now you guys can't kill me! Cuz I made sure to upload today! And I told you I'd have this up by Sunday, and THAT'S TODAY! So, too bad for you if this isn't actually available until tomorrow, but I typed and uploaded it TODAY, Sunday, July 18, 2004! SO THERE!!!!!!

Now, Shout-outs!

Maggy A. - maybe Hermione and Draco didn't want more kids until Emily and Amanda were both off at school until they had more kids so they had time to raise the new arrivals and not have to worry about more than two kids at once for the bulk of the year?

Centaur219 - Harry, Ron and Draco became friends because Draco changed, and Hary and Ron were willing to accept that since they'd be around him more often.

yaminy-grint4eva - yamy, I can't believe you didn't guess from the context clues what the "present" is since practically all the other readers did. I'm not going to tell you, you just have to read and find out!

Sweetgirl - I said in chap 3 that I gave Ron a "default wife" because Luna had gone to Hogwarts and knew about at least one of the trio's adventures because she was in it. I wanted to make sure everyone present at Malfoy Manor knew what Harry and Ron were talking about. And your last question is explained in this chapter.

rocket4477 - the Author's Note is directed at you. I never knew about Ron's middle name, though, thanks for informing me. And good point: If I ran away, there would be no story (meaning you'd be even more determined to hunt me down and torture me into continuing, lol.)

kittycatluvr - try not to disturb your family members, please . . .

HPFanatic04 - lol, yes, I'm alive, and I can see how very impatient you are. You and rocket4477 keep me going.

Karana Belle - your nice on the outside (how nice to not attack me with torches and pitchforks), but you're mean at heart (how evil for letting others with torches and pitchforks totrue me) . . . which is why I keep trying to update frequently. (Sometimes not succeeding.)

Cookiegirl90 - my summer camp was a horsemanship camp. It sure sounds like you had fun at cheerleading camp (other than your "injury".)

And, thanks to my other reviewers who I have no comment for: WildMustang, marauderluva-17, Sarahamanda, Hippie1212, jeffsxtremegirl1987, Eve Granger, LilChocolateAngl, and CurlyQHead

Okay, now that's over with, on with the chapter!

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After everyone had stopped bickering and was seated in the ground-floor living room of Malfoy Manor, whether on couches or chairs or (in Amanda and Emily's case) on the floor, Harry started to speak.

"Now, Amanda, Emily, Hermione told you about my dad and his friends, otherwise known as the Marauders. Today, Ron and I would like to present something to the two of you, that once belonged to them."

At this statement, Amanda and Emily went wide-eyed in awe.

"My brothers and I talked about it, and they said that by far, the best kids to give it to were the two of you, judging from your – performance – on your parents' anniversary," said Ron.

"They didn't think mine or Ron's children were 'worthy' of it, so to speak, and plus, they're all five and under, which is too young in Ginny and Luna's point of view," continued Harry.

"And rightly so!" Ginny cut in. "James and Miranda wouldn't even know what you were talking about! They're only two and four!"

"And Dawn and Drake are only three! How could they understand?" added Luna.

"This is precisely why we left them in the care of Mum," said Ginny.

"Yes, yes, dearest, we know, you've told us a hundred times. Now, to the point," said Harry, turning to Emily and Amanda, who were looking bored with Ginny and Luna's exclamations, but perked up when Harry was back on topic.

"We wish to pass on to you something we – and Hermione – used in our days at Hogwarts many times. And whether she admits it or not, I know Hermione enjoyed our adventures using it as the golden trio. So, we lovingly present to you . . ." Ron trailed off as he reached inside his robe to get his wand, and Harry did the same. They both pointed them at the ceiling, muttered a spell, and instantly miniature fireworks went off, and, an old, wrinkled piece of parchment appeared with a snap, and it gently fluttered down to directly in front of Emily and Amanda.

"The Marauders' Map" chorused Harry and Ron. Hermione looked extremely angry, Harry noted, and he recalled how, nearly seventeen years previously, Hermione had scolded him for not turning the map into Professor McGonagall. She surely held the same grudge on it now as she did then, regardless of how much she had enjoyed the adventures she, Harry, and Ron had shared using it. He now wasn't quite sure he and Ron had done the right thing with presenting the map to Emily and Amanda right under Hermione's nose. He was jerked out of his troubled thoughts, however, by Amanda's voice.

"It's an extremely old piece of parchment, Uncle Harry and Uncle Ron, not a map. I think you guys summoned the wrong thing," she said. Although she was trying to sound logical, there was no mistaking the slight trace of sadness in her voice.

Ron pretended to look mortally wounded. "Just an extremely old piece of parchment?! Harry, set this girl straight!" he said, clutching his heart. Emily and Amanda couldn't suppress giggles.

"Right then." He kneeled on the floor in front of the map, and said to Amanda, "Do you have your wand?"

"Of course!" she said, withdrawing it from her pants pocket.

"Okay. Now, place the tip of your wand on the parchment and say 'I, Amanda Katherine Malfoy, ask you to reveal your secret' and something really cool will happen," said Harry, fighting a smile.

Amanda placed her wand to the parchment, and, curiously glancing at Harry, said, "I, Amanda Katherine Malfoy, ask you to reveal your secret!" A moment later, an invisible hand wrote on the parchment,

"Would you by any chance be in some way related to Lucius Malfoy? If so, Mr. Padfoot would wonder how such scum got a hold of such a precious treasure!" Amanda read aloud. She looked at the writing with disgust.

"Mr. Moony would like to register his astonishment that Mr. Padfoot could be so rude to someone we don't know. Mr. Moony begs the apologies of Miss Malfoy and would ask her to tell us her parents' names."

At this, Amanda brightened slightly and once more placed her wand tip to the parchment and said, "My parents are Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, and Hermione Granger, daughter of Daniel and Emma Granger, and also best friend of Harry Potter, son of James and Lily Potter, and Ron Weasley, son of Arthur and Molly Weasley." She thought it best not to say who her real mother was.

A new handwriting appeared now, and Amanda read aloud as the words appeared:

"You mean to say that I actually married Lily? Really? This is Mr. Prongs, by the way."

"Mr. Wormtail would like to say to Mr. Prongs that obviously this is the case, and that we're not supposed to give away our true identities by doing something stupid like saying such a statement."

Emily was tired of Amanda hogging all the glory, and she shoved her out of the way, grabbed her wand, and touched it to the parchment.

"I am Emily Casey Malfoy, daughter of Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, and I would like to say that my sister and I already know your identities, so it's okay to reveal them," she said, following her sister's example of pretending Draco was her father and taking his last name for the moment.

"Mr. Padfoot would like to say that it is impossible for anyone to know our identities, unless one of us in a future life blabbed to someone. If this is the case, I don't want to know who that was, just tell us who we are so we know your not joking."

"Fine then," said Emily, touching her wand to the parchment again. "Mr. Padfoot is Sirius Black, Mr. Prongs is James Potter, Mr. Moony is Remus Lupin, and Mr. Wormtail is Peter Pettigrew."

"Mr. Moony registers his astonishment again that someone could know who we are."

"Shut up Moony. Mr. Padfoot would like to say that he is willing to bet that neither Emily Casey Malfoy nor Amanda Katherine Malfoy know how we got our nicknames."

Amanda then placed her wand on the parchment and said, "This is Amanda, and as a matter of fact, we do. Three of you, namely Mr. Padfoot, Mr. Prongs, and Mr. Wormtail, got your nicknames from the animals that you could turn into, as you were all Animagi. Mr. Padfoot turned into a Grim, Mr. Prongs turned into a Stag, and Mr. Wormtail turned into a rat."

"And what about myself, Mr. Moony?" said the parchment.

Emily wanted to answer that, so she elbowed Amanda out of the way and placed her wand on the parchment. "This is Emily again, and Mr. Moony was named because of his relation to the moon in the fact that he's a werewolf."

"Mr. Moony registers his complete astonishment that someone other than himself and Misters Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail knows this bit of information."

"You can stop calling yourselves 'Mister', you know, we're quite fine with just Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs," said Emily. "Uncle Harry, I thought you said this was a map, so why are we just seeing your dad and his school friends write funny things to us?" she said to Harry, forgetting to take her wand off the parchment.

"Did you say 'Uncle Harry' Miss Emily? Would that be the same Harry as my son? Mr. Prongs would like an immediate answer on that."

Amanda responded to this, since Emily was still waiting for Harry's response. "Yes, Mr. Prongs, Uncle Harry is your son, Harry James Potter."

"Well, Emily, it is a map, I just told Amanda the wrong phrase so she could see it's other feature: it's interactive. Now, I think it's about time you see what it really does." Said Harry. He requested that Amanda and Emily both take their wands off the parchment, and then he placed the tip of his wand on it. "Good day Marauders, I am Harry James Potter, son of James and Lily Potter. Sorry to interrupt your conversation with my best friend's daughters, but I would like to show them the real use for this piece of parchment."

"Oh, do we have to? Mr. Prongs was having a good time."

"Yes," said Harry. "Now, Amanda, Emily, watch and listen closely." He then took a deep breath, and said the words that he had almost forgotten over the course of the years, yet they sounded so familiar rolling off his tongue, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." At once, the Marauders' writing disappeared and a map of Hogwarts appeared in their place. Amanda and Emily both audibly gasped. Then, Emily gasped a second time and pointed to something on the map.

"Uncle Harry! Look! There's a little dot moving on there!"

"Oh really? What's it labeled?"

Emily's eyes widened as she whispered, "Headmaster Albus Dumbledore!"

Amanda had been studying the map, and this time it was she who gasped. "Uncle Harry, there are passages on here that I've never seen in Hogwarts! Does this map show secret passage ways, too?" When Harry nodded, Amanda and Emily both squealed with joy.

"Oh, thank you, Uncle Harry!" said Amanda, hugging Harry with all her strength, at the same time that Emily said "Thanks Uncle Ron!" and threw her arms around his neck. Both Harry and Ron reciprocated the sign of affection. When Amanda finally let go of Harry because he was complaining that he couldn't breathe, he glanced up at Hermione, who, to his surprise, was smiling.

"Harry, do you really intend to send these girls back to Hogwarts, intending them to do just as you did in school, with only half of the needed supplies?" asked Hermione, winking at Harry.

Harry and Ron both simply looked confused for a moment, but then realization dawned on them both.

"Hermione, you know I need that for work, I can't give that to them, too!" said Harry.

"Oh, I'm not saying you should give them the original, heavens no! I know how often you use it! But you could give them a copy, couldn't you?" said Hermione mischievously. Harry smiled. He was glad to know that Hermione wasn't so angry anymore.

"I certainly could do that," he said. "Ron, come with me. We'll be back in a few minutes, everyone," said Harry as he led Ron out the front door. A few moments later, the people inside the house heard two very faint cracks, meaning that Harry and Ron had just apparated. To where, only Hermione knew.

"Mum! Where are they going?" pleaded Emily.

"That I can't tell you."

"And what are they getting?" asked Amanda.

"I definentally can't tell you that. It's a surprise," said Hermione.

Amanda and Emily both just rolled their eyes and turned back to the map, which had very few people on it. While they were just sitting there with a bunch of boring adults, Amanda figured they might as well entertain themselves.

"Say, Em, do you think we can get the Marauders back on here so we can chat with them some more?" she suggested.

"Sure, I guess we can try," replied Emily, picking up her wand and pointing it at the parchment. "Emily and Amanda Malfoy wish to speak with Misters Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs again." Instantly, the map vanished, and Padfoot's writing appeared.

"How long do you suppose you two are going to be annoying us? Mr. Padfoot gets annoyed easily."

"I wonder why that is, Padfoot, since you are often very annoying yourself. Mr. Moony again apologizes on Mr. Padfoot's behalf and would like to add that the rest of us are rather enjoying having someone to talk to for once."

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Fifteen minutes later, Harry and Ron reappeared in the living room, each holding a brown paper wrapped bundle.

"You two realize you won't be getting any Christmas presents from me or Ron this year, right? This nearly cleared our Gringotts vaults," said Harry.

"Oh Harry, don't exaggerate. True, they won't have any Christmas presents from the two of us this year, but these didn't cost that much," said Ron with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Now, to the point: Emily, Amanda, these are the other things that you'll need to be the next generation of Hogwarts' pranksters while still getting good grades," said Harry.

"We hope you enjoy them, have fun!" said Ron as Emily and Amanda tore off the brown paper. However, they didn't even know what these strange things were as the silvery material flowed over their fingers like water.

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AN: CLIFFIE!!!!! Of course, I think it's pretty obvious what the "strange things" are from context clues, but oh well. Now, you all know what to do. (If you don't, I'll tell you: REVIEW!)