ME BACK! Lol. I hope you like the chapter! It's sort of funny, I hope...

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Harry felt as if he was floating on air as he walked to the feast that night, then again, that is how everyone else around him felt as well. James and Lily, his parents, both had hoods over their head just in case they ran into anyone on the way to the great hall, but Harry could tell how happy they really were.

After the emotional reunion in the Dumbledore's office they had noticed that it was only a few minutes till the dinner started, they had been rushed out quickly. Dumbledore planed to reveal James and Lily at the feast.

Remus and Sirius, looking happier than they had looked in many years, were walking beside James on his left while Harry stood next to Lily on her right, then Dumbledore was walking in front of them.

Finally they reached the Great hall. Lily linked hands with James at the sight of it, James tightened his grip on her.

"Well, here we are." announced Dumbledore. "When get inside you can all sit down, everyone will wonder who you are and I will tell them. Are we ready?" he asked, without waiting for an answer he opened the huge doors.

Everyone was already in the great hall, both the students and the teacher staying over the summer. Harry walked over to Ron and Hermione sitting in between them while his parents sat across from him, Sirius and Remus sitting on either side of the couple. Dumbledore walked to the head of the table. (There was only one huge table in the great hall for everyone to share.)

Dumbledore stood standing, everyone stopped their talking and turned to him. "As you can see, there are two strangers here tonight," He motioned to James and Lily under their hoods. "It is a strange story when you think about it, very strange indeed. You see, these to individuals have been dead for the past fourteen years."

Silence hung in the great hall as Sirius, Remus and Harry smiled at everyone's confused faces. Finally Fred - or maybe it was George - broke the silence. "Hey Dumbles, I think you've finally gone off the deep end. No one can come back from the dead." Many people chuckled at this, including Dumbledore.

"Very colorful name, Mr. Weasley, but no, I have not gone crazy." insisted Dumbledore. "They arrived on the night of the third task, which isn't a coincidence mind you, but that will be explained after you know their identities. You may remove your hoods, I'm sure they are very uncomfortable." Lily and James did as they were told, with smiles on their faces as they heard many people gasp. "Everyone, may I introduce to you, the not-so-late James and Lily Potter."

The room was completely silent. Deadly silent. After a few minutes of everyone just staring at them James finally spoke up. "Oh come on! Isn't anyone going to jump up and throw themselves into our arms? Are do we not going to get a proper greeting? Surely you missed us!"

Many of the people were broken out of their shocked silence, but many were still staring at them. Professor McGonagall's jumped up and addressed Dumbledore, although she was still staring at Lily and James. "Albus, you can't really believe that these are the Potters. They could be anyone wanting to trick us."

Before Dumbledore could answer James put on a hurt face and put his hand to his heart. "Oh Mickey, I'm hurt that you don't believe that it's me."

McGonagall put on a stern face and marched over to James wagging her finger at him. "James Potter, I have told you a million times not to call me that!" Then she gasped. "Oh my, it's really you!" Both James and Lily nodded, and to everyone's surprised McGonagall pulled them both into a big hug. (Most of the children were still laughing at their professor's nickname, while Fred and George were vowing to use it in class one day.)

Severus Snape however, wasn't the least bit pleased. He had been forced to attend this dinner, and now he saw why. Dumbledore, the twisted old man that he was, wanted to see his face when he saw his childhood nemesis. Said face was paler than usual. No, it could not be true, the Potters were dead!

"NO!" he exclaimed standing. "Albus, this cannot be! No spell or potion can wake the dead! They have to be fakes!"

Everyone turned to Snape, James stared at him for a few moments and his eyes widened. "SNAPE! What are you doing here, you greasy git!" All the children, and some of the adults, burst out laughing clutching their sides.

Snape narrowed his eyes at James sneered. "I work here."

James crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow. "Well, I hope you took over Flich's job 'cause there is just no way that you are a professor." He paused and shook his head. "The mental damage you inflict on the children here would be horrible!"

"I know that's right!" exclaimed the Weasley twins in unison, Snape shot them a death glare.

"I am a professor, a potions master." insisted Snape.

"Really?" asked James with surprised. "And here I thought you'd become a Dark Arts professor, with your clear obsession of it in school." James shrugged. "Oh well, can't get everything you want. So Snivellus, aren't you glad to see me? Miss me? You know you did! Come on, give me a big hug!"

Snape curled his lip up in disgust and ignored the last comment. "I refuse to believe that you are the real James Potter."

James smiled evilly. "Really? Then why don't I refresh your memory, during a very stupid prank - " James turned to Sirius who looked a little embarrassed. "- I saved your skin. Then in fifth year, just after the O.W.L.s, by the lake. Remember?" Snape's eyes widened. "I suppose so. Now do you believe me?"

"Severus, James, enough." said the Headmaster firmly. "You are no longer in school and will stop behaving like children. Severus, this is the real James and Lily Potter, I do not know how they came back into the land of the living, other than that it has to do with Voldemort's rebirth. I will be doing my own research as well a few others. But now is the time to celebrate, the house-elves have prepared a wonderful meal for us tonight, let's not let it go to waste." Not a moment after he said this did everyone's plate fill with food.

James sat down but Snape remained standing, then he began to walk toward the doors. "I will be eating in my office tonight, no one disturb me."

Fred and George exchanged knowing glances and, picking up from the name James used earlier, shouted to Snape. "Bye bye, Snivellus!" Everyone burst out laughing,(even the adults couldn't surprises a chuckle) as Snape froze and slowly turned back to the twins. He gave them a death glare, and it looked as if he wished for nothing more than to hex them, but he just turned back around and walked out.

Everyone started asking Lily and James questions, as well as Dumbledore, and after a few minutes they started to eat. James turned to Harry who was still laughing from the Snape confrontation. "So Harry, how is Snape as a teacher?"

Before he could answer Ron beat him to it after swallowing his mouth full of food. "Horrible! Harry gets it ten-times worst, and now we see why. Um, Mr. Potter." He finished embarrassed.

James wrinkled his nose. "Mr. Potter? Eww. That makes me sound old - " he pointed to Sirius and Remus. "Like these two, no, call me James." Then he had to duck from the object that Sirius threw at him.

"Yes, and call me Lily," added Lily. "And you are?"

"I'm Ron Weasley, Harry's best friend," he answered, then added. "And I thought that there were enough red-heads at this table."

James and Lily and looked down the table, sure enough, more than half was made out of red. They laughed. "Well, I guess it's just something with Potters," hypothesized James. "The last five generations have been married to red heads, any ladies in the Weasley lot?" he joked.

Remus answered this question. "Yes, there is Ginny, right there." he pointed down the table.

James laughed. "So Harry, have you charmed her yet?"

Harry blushed red, he almost couldn't believe it. His father was teasing him about girls. "No," he answered.

Ron elbowed him in the stomach. "Yeah, he fancies Cho Chang,"

"Shut it Ron." Ron just shrugged and turned back to his meal.

Lily turned to Hermione who was sitting on Harry's other side. "And who are you, dear?"

"I'm Hermione Granger, Harry's other friend." she answered politely.

"Or as I call her," started Sirius smiling. "A mini-Remus." James started a laughing. "Really, Ron is like a mini-Sirius, Harry is mini-James and Hermione is a cross between a mini-Remus and mini-Lily. Smartest witch of her age." Hermione blushed. "As I heard Hermione is the voice of reason in this group of misfits."

"But they never do listen to me!" pointed out Hermione.

"Yes, but they never listened to me either," added Remus.

"Really Professor Lupin, they can't be as bad as Ron and Harry. It's not possible," insisted Hermione.

"Oh, they can. Just consider yourself lucky," insured Remus.

"Wait, back up," said James holding up his hands. "Professor? You're a professor? What kind of a Marauder are you! You've turned trader! Then again, you are Moony we know and love."

Fred and George's ears perked up. "I believe we just heard the word Marauder, and did we hear Moony?" asked Fred.

"Yes, I believe so," answered George.

"Could it be that you know the famous Marauders, um, James?" asked Fred, somewhat awkwardly.

"We would love to offer them thanks, our pranks wouldn't have been half as good without the Marauder's map!" added George.

"Yes, Padfoot, Wormtail, Moony and Prongs. We own them so much. The best pranksters Hogwarts has ever known," said Fred dreamily.

"Except us!" they exclaimed together.

"Really?" asked James slyly. "Then you should say that to the Marauders."

"So you do know them?" asked Fred and George.

"Even better," said James. "We are the Marauders. Sirius, Remus and I."

Fred and George looked at them for a few moments in shock. "Really?" They asked in unison.

James laughed. "Yeah, yeah, but how did you get the Map? I thought Harry would have it."

"He does," answered Fred. "But we found it in our first year - nicked it from Flitch."

"Oh yeah, he did take it from us in our last year," remembered James.

"So who's who?" asked George, excitedly. Then he turned to Harry and Ron. "Did you two know about this?"

Harry and Ron grinned. "Maybe." They said together, just like the twins.

James was smiling - it wasn't everyday you found two young pranksters. "I was Prongs, Sirius was Padfoot and Remus was Moony."

Fred shook his head sadly. "I can't believe that a Professor was a Marauder." He looked at Remus, who was smiling. "It defies all laws of the universe."

"So what kind of pranks have you pulled?" asked James. "I could give you some pointers, if you'd like. It's been forever since I've pulled off a good prank here in Hogwarts!"

"No you don't, James Potter," said a stern voice to his right. Lily was staring at them all with an equally stern look. "Not even ten minutes into a meal and you are discussing pranks. You must have gained some maturity since school."

James smiled. "Oh fine, I'll change the subject." Then he whispered to the Weasley Twins. "We'll talk later." They seemed thrilled. Then he turned to Harry. "So Harry, do you play Quidditch?" Lily groaned. "What?"

Lily sighed. "When I said you should change the subject, I meant to something other than Quidditch." Lily shook her head. "That's the only thing you can think to ask your son, if he plays Quidditch? Why not how he does in school or something. Not everything has to be about Quidditch."

Hermione smiled and turned to Harry. "I told you." Then she giggled. "I like your mother, she has the right idea." Lily smiled.

James rolled his eyes and turned back to Harry. "Shows what she knows. So are you?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I've been on the Gryffindor house team since first year. Seeker."

James' eyes widened. "First year? But I thought first years couldn't join the house teams!"

"Dumbledore and McGonagall bent the rules," answered Harry.

James looked down at McGonagall, who was eating near Dumbledore. "Hey, Mickey! Why couldn't you have bent the rules for me! I was good at Quidditch! I could have played in my first year."

"My name is not Mickey, Mr. Potter," said McGonagall sternly, though she was smiling in her eyes. "And you seemed to bend the rules enough while you were at school."

James turned back to Harry and Ron and started a conversation about Quidditch. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned to Ginny, who had just settled down next to her. Lily was looking at her husband and son, a smile on her face. It was fun to watch them together. They were so alike.

She was so into watching them she didn't notice someone sit next to her. She was brought out of her trance by a hand on her shoulder. Lily looked over to a slightly plump woman with red hair just like hers. No doubt she was the mother of all the red heads.

"Hello, I'm Mrs. Weasley, Ron's mother," introduced the woman. Lily nodded and shook her outstretched hand.

"How are you?" she asked.

"I'm fine," she said, although she was looking over at Harry. "It's wonderful to know that you are back for Harry," she said dreamily. "He's a good boy." Mrs. Weasley looked at Lily hesitantly. "I sort of brought him in as one of my own sons since the summer after first year when he was over. Those muggles really did a number on him," she huffed.

Lily's face darkened. "Really?"

Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Yes, he's a very timid thing, although he has come out of his shell lately - around his friends especially. But before that, he was very quiet - quiet but polite." Mrs. Weasley stopped for a moment.

"You can tell me anything, you know," said Lily sadly almost knowing what she was going to say and why she stopped. "I wasn't around to take care of him, but you were for the most part."

Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Well, I don't think they harmed him physically, but verbally. . . " She sighed. "That's why he was so timid I think, and the feeling of being wanted by a family wasn't natural for him. He was also very thin, and is every time I see him again. I don't think he was feed too much, but according to my husband, their son is as big as a whale."

Lily closed her eyes for a moment. She had expected this when she first heard that Harry had grown up with the Dursleys, but it was a hard pill to swallow. "Thank you," she thanked. "I'm glad you told me."

Mrs. Weasley smiled warmly. "It's a pleasure. After as many kids as I've had, you do learn a few things and develop a sixth sense."

Everyone continued on with their conversations, many people coming over to ask James and Lily a few questions, for the rest of the meal. After it was done and the desert appeared Mr. Weasley turned to Dumbledore. "Albus, are we going to make this known?" He asked.

Everyone's eyes were on Dumbledore, who was sipping some tea with his eyes twinkling. "Yes, I believe we are," he finally answered. "But not until the last two weeks of summer; I think it will be best for Harry to spend some time with is parents without the whole wizarding world knowing."

"Does that mean that Sirius will be free?" asked Harry.

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, James and Lily be able to tell the Ministry that he was not their Secret Keeper."

The smile on Sirius' face was the size of a dinner plate. "Good."

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Smiles innocently Sorry, I just had to! I saw that the end line was leading up to be almost the exact same as the last chapter . . . and I had the decision of going on for a few more sentences, but . . . the urge was too great.