Disclaimer: "I AM J.K. ROWLING!" I shouted to the world. Fans started crowding around me, asking for my autograph. I smile at them and pretty much forge JK's signature. I turn around and JK Rowling is behind me, seriously pissed off. I do the first thing that comes to my head; I run for it. "YOU STOLE HARRY POTTER FROM ME!" she yells. She pulls out a gun and shoots me. Thank god she missed. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to write this.

I don't own Harry Potter pretty much. And I know the consequences if I pretend I do.

Summary:

Every 75 years, it is said that a portal opens at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry admitting students from 20 years into the future. What happens if the portal just so happened to open during the Marauders' seventh year? Partly AU.

Chapter 3- The Awaited Evening: 1977

When James woke up the next morning, he heard the shower running. That meant Lily was up already. Slowly, James got out of bed and grabbed his clothes.

Minutes passed and Lily still hadn't come out of the bathroom. James knew that if she didn't come out soon, then he would be late for breakfast…and he was really hungry.

"Oy! Evans, get your arse out of the bathroom right now!" James raised his fist to bang on the bathroom door but it opened at that moment. Lily came out with a towel wrapped around her head, and James had to keep himself from glaring at her for holding him up. Lily noticed this and smirked…almost like she knew something that he didn't.

James entered the bathroom and turned on the water. Once he entered the shower, he realized that the water was cold. Oh, how I hate Evans sometimes…she's hogged all of the warm water! James was forced to finish his shower, shivering the entire time.

Today was not his day.


"What's up Prongs? You look like you do whenever Evans turns you down!" Sirius grinned, and then shoveled some food in his mouth.

"Thanks, mate," James said sarcastically. "Evans hogged all of the warm water in the shower!"

"So…I use cold water all the time!" Peter shrugged. Sirius stopped eating for a moment to stare disgustedly at him. Then he resumed eating like a pig.

"You seriously have issues, Peter," James looked down at his plate, missing the look that Peter sent him.

"I wonder what Prongs Junior will look like…" Sirius said thoughtfully. "No, I wonder what my child will look like…"

"Honestly, Padfoot. Think. Your child may not even be a seventh year. Or maybe you decided that you didn't want children," Remus countered.

"That'd be better than Prongs, knocking up some unsuspecting lass, or something," Sirius ducked James's arm that had suddenly flung out to hit him.

"I am NOT going to go knock up some unsuspecting lass! I'd marry her, you know…" James rambled on, not noticing Lily standing behind him.

"Amazing, Potter. At least you'd have the decency to propose to a girl after you got her pregnant! I sure feel sorry for your son's mother," Lily exclaimed sarcastically.

"Might wanna be careful, you might just be the one that I knock up," James said in what he believed was a masculine voice as he returned to his usual mischievous manner. Lily gave him a disgusted look and walked away as McGonagall came around with the students' timetables.


The day passed by uneventfully for the Marauders, besides the detention they had earned from Slughorn. They were all anticipating dinner that evening, when the students from the future would come. Sirius and James were having an ongoing bet about who was Harry Potter's mother; Sirius said it was some sorry lass, and James betted that it was Lily. Remus ended up siding with Sirius, causing James to feign a look of hurt. Peter pretty much sat out, like he had been doing a lot recently.

"Just you watch! My wife will be Lily!" James shouted, as they transitioned from Potions to Charms. Sirius merely shook his head, letting his shaggy, dark hair fall into his eyes.

"My dear boy, once a player, always a player," Sirius quoted, patting James on the head sympathetically. His friend let out a low growl and attempted to swat the hand away.

"Think about it, Prongs," Remus tried to reason, "If Lily hates you right now, how could she suddenly fall in love with you in the future? She would have been twenty years old when she had your son then…and we're seventeen right now. You can't make her fall in love with you in three years when you've been trying for six."

Needless to say, James was in a sullen mood for the rest of their classes.


It was dinnertime in the Great Hall, and everyone was chatting with one another, momentarily forgetting the importance of that evening.

"Settle down, everyone," Dumbledore raised his voice, notifying everyone that the students they were waiting for were coming in a moment. McGonagall was missing again, but this time the Marauders knew it was because she was going to bring the students into the Great Hall. She would be waiting for them in the Entrance Hall of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore quickly recapped on the seventh years coming from twenty years into the future. He reminded them not to question any of the students on their parents, their future, or anything of that sort. Then he announced news of when the students would arrive.

"Professor McGonagall will be entering shortly with the students, so I must ask all of you to be on your best behavior when they enter," the Headmaster glanced meaningfully at the Marauders.

Excited, James checked his watch. 6:55. Five more minutes. It seemed as if the entire hall was holding its breath. It was that quiet. Even Dumbledore didn't seem to be in his normal talkative mood.

The five minutes seemed to drag on for an hour. Finally they heard the door of the Great Hall open.

A/N: Just when I thought I was on a roll, it's another short chapter. It seemed like a good moment for a cliffhanger though, you know what I mean? Well, even if you don't, please review it anyways because I spent a whole night writing half of this and a whole half hour writing pretty much nothing but reading over it. Then I wrote the other half of course. I think I screwed this chapter up though (just like the other chapters)…when you review though, it's as always: no flaming! Also, I'd to thank everyone so far who have read this story, and especially to those who have reviewed it, and added me to their alerts, faves, etc. Be sure to check my profile for info on the story's updates and a list of people going to 1977!