"Oh, yeah, sorry about that." Sirius said with a shrug. "Guess we are kinda leaving you in the dark, huh?"

"What were we talking about before this?" James asked.

"I think Sirius was asking some asinine question or other." Lily responded.

"Hey! My questions are not—they're not assy."

"Asinine. It means utterly stupid. 'Assy' isn't even a word anyway!"

"It is in my life!"

Remus, sensing another row-in-the-making, stepped in, addressing the trio. "What year is this?"

"Finally, an intelligent question." Lily commented, shooting a glare at Sirius. "Yours are asinine."

"No they're not!"

Harry watched this banter between Lily and Sirius with a smile; it really was quite amusing.

"1996 of course, Pro—I mean Remus." Ron replied.

"What were you going to call him?" Sirius asked.

Lily elbowed Sirius. "See, Sirius, that's another stupid question."

"It is not!" Sirius replied indignantly. "However, I think in the interests of good communication—"

"In the interests of saving your own dignity, you mean." James interrupted with a smirk.

Sirius stuck his tongue out at James. "So?"

"So much for saving dignity." Remus muttered, dismayed.

"OK, look here, I'm trying to be all mature and responsible here and you're trying to thwart my—"

"Mature and responsible, Padfoot?"

"Yeah, mature and responsible, Prongs. What of it?"

"Nothing, nothing." James replied idly, waving his hands in an dismissive gesture. "I'm just wondering how mature and responsible it is to stick one's tongue out?"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to dignify that with a response. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, that proper introductions in order, it seems. I, as you three seem to already know, am Sirius Black."

"Lily Evans." Lily stated her name.

"Remus Lupin." Remus went next.

"Miranda Leone." Miranda spoke up.

"James Potter." James stated, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Hermione Granger." Hermione declared.

"Ron Weasley." Ron stated.

"Weasley? So Arthur had another one, eh?" Sirius commented. "After Bill, Charlie, and Percy?"

Ron nodded, blushing slightly. "Well yeah, there are seven of us in all."

"Seven!"

"Yeah. And I'm the second youngest."

"Well go Arthur." Sirius said with a chuckle. "Who would've thought?" Sirius mused, before directing his attention to Harry. "So I am right, aren't I? Lily and Prongs here are your parents?"

"Er…I guess you could say that." Harry replied, looking down at his feet.

Lily looked from James, to Harry, to her flat stomach, and back to Harry, shock evident in her eyes. "So…I'm a…a mother?"

"Well, not yet, obviously." Remus explained. "You're both only seventeen. How old are you, Harry?"

"Sixteen." Harry replied.

"So you have Harry when you're one?" Sirius asked, smirking.

Lily glared at him. "You're so disgusting, Siri! I did not have him when I was one."

"Actually, you have Harry in 1980, Lily, when you're 20." Remus corrected.

"Wow…things progressed pretty fast there between you and Prongs, huh? Was he really that good?"

James promptly slapped him. "Shove off, Padfoot. You're just jealous."

Lily, however, pointedly ignored them both; instead she studied Harry intensely, before her face broke into a war, smile. "I guess you do have my eyes."

"Told ya so!" Sirius exclaimed gleefully.

Harry loved Lily's smile. He had never seen her smile like that before in his life, unless you counted photos. A strong part of him wished that she and James could just stay here forever, so he would finally have parents, alive and in the flesh. Even though he realized how ridiculous that sounded, he could not help but think it.

"But everything else he inherited from his dad." James commented, appraising his future son. "Down to the untamable hair and bad eyesight. Too bad you didn't inherit your mother's sight; she has eyes like a hawk."

Lily playfully slapped his shoulder. "Hopefully he inherited my brain, because as we can all tell, yours doesn't work right."

James tickled her. "Take it back!"

"JAMES!" She shrieked.

"You two are going to wake up the school!" Remus chided. "Actually, I'm rather surprised everyone hasn't been awoken already."

James stopped ticking Lily, who immediately gave him a slight cuff on the shoulder in retaliation.

"So, Harry, do you play Quidditch?" James asked, jovially.

"Yeah!" Harry brightened. "I'm the Gryffindor captain and Seeker!"

"Aw right! My boy's the captain. So am I y'know."

"Really? What position do you play?"

"Chaser. Too bad, I could have taught you a few moves."

"Prongs, you're his father! You probably already have taught him a few moves!" Sirius exclaimed, slapping him on the back.

"Oh, right."

"No he hasn't." Harry corrected, before he could stop himself.

"Why not?" Sirius inquired, looking shocked.

"Yeah, as your dad I must have taught you loads of Qudditch stuff." James added, looking at Harry suspiciously.

"Er…um…" Harry stammered, glancing plaintively in Ron and Hermione's direction for help. "Well…we…um…"

Hermione came to his rescue by asking another question. "So how exactly did you find this spell?"

"Oh, that was Lily's genius." James said by way of explanation.

"Flitwick gave me a note for the restricted section of the library, so I could read up on obscure charms." Lily elaborated.

"And who wouldn't give you a note for it?" James challenged. "You're a prefect, and a teacher's pet—"

"I am not a teacher's pet!" Lily interjected, a flicker of hurt in her eyes.

"Oh you are so. My god, to the professors you're like the Golden Child."

"Are you the only one?" Sirius asked in that sudden, random, jarringly abrupt way of his.

"The only one what?" Harry asked, taken aback by Sirius' rapid, unexpected, almost attacking way of asking questions.

"The only kid at Hogwarts with a Marauder for a parent. I doubt it."

"Yeah, I am." Harry answered diffidently casting his gaze down to the floor.

"So Sirius didn't pass on his DNA?" Lily commented. "Or Remus? Or Mir?"

"Er, no." Harry looked very uncomfortable and kept exchanging nervous glances with Ron and Hermione.

"Why wouldn't they have families now?" James questioned.

"It's kind of a long story." Harry responded.

"How long?"

"Very long." Hermione intervened on Harry's behalf, emphasizing the word in a way which made it clear that there were not to be any more questions about it.

"Well, do you three know our nicknames?" James asked affably, changing the subject due to Hermione's obstinate look.

"Of course!" Harry replied eagerly. "You're Prongs. Sirius wa—is Padfoot. Pro—I mean Remus is Moony. Peter is Wormtail."

"And do you know how we got those nicknames?"

"Yeah, you're all Animagi. Except for Pro—Remus, who is a werewolf. And we don't mind at all, Remus."

Remus looked very relieved.

Harry paused for a moment, a dark look passing into his eyes. "By the way, where is Peter?"

Next to him, he heard Hermione give an involuntary gasp.

A/N: Thanks again to everyone who has reviewed thus far; I really appreciate it! Seeing that so many people like my story makes me want to update even more frequently. Also, if you like this one, try any of my other Marauders Era stories, and tell me what you think (thank you, SiriusBlackisalive15 for doing so).

potterfan226: This chapter long enough? ;) When I typed this chapter in its entirety, it was around 7 single spaced pages long, so I've seperated it into two long chapters. Look for Chapter 7 some time this week.
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