WHY CAN'T I READ ANY OF MY REVIEWS!

I've gotten 9 so far and 96 hits (thank you so much everyone) but I can only read the 1st two I received (QueenCate and ohmygawsh)! As much as I love you guys I really want to see what everyone else has said!

If you know something that I don't and there's some special way to see past the first two that I don't know about, I would be eternally grateful if you could share it with me. Obviously don't put it in your review because I can't read them, but if you send it to my email I will love you forever!

On with the show!

Following this announcement chatter and excited whispers slowly started and within 5 minutes the hall was as loud as ever, although for the first time in many years the whole school was talking about one thing: the mysterious strangers. Who were they? Where did they come from? And why did Harry have the same last name as James?

Up at the head table Harry and Hermione were sitting on the far end, in front of the Slytherins. The head of Slytherin (a particularly severe looking witch called Vivienne Walsall) was sitting on Hermione's left and was currently trying to engage them in conversation.

"…Want to watchout for the Marauders. They are a nasty bunch, always pranking my house for no reason at all. But just give them as many detentions as possible and try to take lots of points from Gryffindor they deserve it those nasty little buggers!"

This was just too much for Hermione, "I don't believe that that is part of Hogwarts protocol, showing favouritism amongst the houses. I intend to be fair and take points as I see fit. I would advise you to do the same."

The venom dripping from her every word was enough to scare off the irritating teacher. She mumbled something incoherent and turned away to talk to the teacher on her other side.

"Wow what a pain in the ass!" whispered Harry. "I'm never talking to her again."

"Absolutely. But enough about her. What about you?"

"What do you mean 'Mione?"

"Seeing your parents and Sirius alive and sitting with that rat Pettigrew?"

"How could you have told Walsall that you were going to be fair when the first thing you do is bad mouth a student?"

"I don't know how you can be so calm about it. We are 23 years in the past and your teenage parents are sitting right across the hall! I know I'd be excited"

"I know what you're thinking. That we'll be the best of friends, pull some pranks together, run towards each other through fields of daisies while some corny music plays in the background, but I'm a teacher. I am here to impart knowledge upon their impressionable young minds. They won't want to be friends with me."

"Oh Harry! Don't be so serious. We'll be the coolest teachers that they've ever had. Of course they'll love you. Just like I do." And she have him a quick kiss on the cheek.

This didn't go unnoticed by a group of 7th years at the Gryffindor table.

"What do you think Moony? You have a sense for these sorts of things, I mean with you being a were-"

"SHUT UP WORMTAIL!"

Moony looked up at the head table then back at his friends who were looking expectant,

"Well," he said slowly, "I don't really know them personally of course, but from watching them I would guess that both of them know a lot about the Dark Arts and even though they are young, they've been fighting it for a long time. They are obviously a couple and they must be pretty powerful if Dumbledore couldn't do anything more that point his wand at them."

The other 3 marauders looked at him in awe. They had missed all the things that had been so obvious to Moony.

"I wonder where they're going to sleep?" asked Padfoot

"What? Thinking of asking them if they want to share our dormitory are you Sirius?"

"No! Of course not. I was just wondering."

"They'll probably have a room in the teachers quarters," said the ever sensible Moony.

"Ooohhhhhhh"

After the feast was concluded Dumbledore approached the newest additions to his teaching staff.

"If you would like to follow me I can show you to your rooms. And perhaps we could have a little chat over some tea?"

"Of course Headmaster," Agreed Hermione with a smile

"Please, call me Albus. Both of you," and with his eyes twinkling madly he set off with Harry and Hermione following.

"And this is your bathroom. You will be sharing of course." Dumbledore had just finished giving the grand tour of their quarters. They had an enormous shared lounge, separate upstairs bedrooms with a bathroom between them, A large empty room behind the behind the lounge and a room filled with empty bookshelves out the back of the bedrooms.

"Anything you need just call for your house elf Moby and he will supply you with food, bedding, towels, assistance, whatever you desire." They all sat down on one of the enormous red lounges. "I'll supply the tea if you two supply the chat?"

Both graciously agreed and they soon began discussing everything from their time at Hogwarts to what they planned to teach in their lessons. They had no reserves from him and told him everything about their time.

Dumbledore was in awe of what they had done and what they planned to do here. He left their apartment feeling very satisfied and reassured about the two young teachers.