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"Do you think that really was Snape?" The three boys were sitting against the floor of the classroom waiting for the strange man to return.
"I'm positive," James said confidently. "Who else would have hair that greasy?" The boys all laughed, but that came to an abrupt halt as Maybe-Snape barged into the room.
"Potter. Black. Lupin." Snape's voice was like venom. "I have a young boy here that will explain your predicament. You will be attending school here for the time being."
"What do you mean?" Sirius asked loudly. "We've been going to school here for six years."
"I'm sure Longbottom can explain this to you," Snape glared at them.
At the word "Longbottom," the three boys looked confused. "Frank Longbottom?" James questioned. "He graduated last year."
"As I told you," Snape said through gritted teeth. "Longbottom can explain everything to you." Snape stormed out into the hall and came back in dragging a round panting boy that looked a lot like their friend Alice.
"What's going on?" Sirius asked again. "You said you were bringing Longbottom in here. This isn't Frank. He looks a lot like Alice to me, but Alice can't have a twin brother. He'd be in our dormitory." Sirius was getting very confused.
"As I said before," Snape looked about ready to explode. "Neville Longbottom will explain it all to you." And with that he swept from the office like an over-sized bat.
"What's going on, Neville?" Remus looked at him up and down. He did look a lot like Alice.
"Professor Lupin?" Neville gaped. "I haven't seen you since third year!"
"What?" Sirius was sure that this was a very vivid dream that was frightening him half to death.
"What?" Remus was confused as well. "I'm a seventh year. I don't have qualifications for a professor."
"Oh, crap," Neville muttered. "You time traveled! Well, this is going to be difficult. Why don't you sit down?"
All the boys looked up at the words "time travel".
"Okay," Neville began. "I'm guessing you're…Remus Lupin?" Remus nodded. "James Potter?" James nodded as well. "Sirius Black?" There was a trace of fear in his voice as he said that, even though he knew that Sirius was innocent.
"Long story short, James, you get married to Lily"-
"WHOO-HOO!" James looked very excited punching his fist in the air as he did a victory dance. "I got Lily, I got Lily"-
"Prongs, shut up!" Sirius yelled. James became quiet but he still had a goofy grin on his face.
"You have a son named Harry…"
"Really?" Sirius said excitedly. "Am I godfathering?"
"Yeah," Neville grinned. Now Sirius had a big grin on his face.
"Okay, now I'm going to put a silencing charm on you now, because it's a long story that I don't want interrupted. The boys nodded, Sirius a bit reluctantly.
"Silencio!" Neville said three times, directing his wand at each of them in turn.
"Now, this is bad news," Neville said heavily. "On Halloween 1981, You-Know-Who came to your house, James. He murdered both you and Lily, but he couldn't kill Harry. All of his powers were lost that night."
The three boys looked extremely sad, but also a bit amazed.
"Harry went to live at his Muggle aunt's house."
The boys were a bit angry at this. Why couldn't Harry have gone to Remus or Sirius?
"I don't know the whole story here, but Sirius was thought responsible for giving Voldemort your address, and he blew up a whole street of Muggles and a guy named Peter Pettigrew."
Sirius felt awful as these words were being said. His entire world was crashing down around him.
"Harry said you were innocent, though," Neville muttered hurriedly. All the boys felt relief at this. "He said it was that Pettigrew guy that did it."
And the world crashed down upon all of the boys this time.
"Harry came to Hogwarts and he was famous," Neville said to them. "He did a bunch of dangerous things and saved a bunch of people's lives."
James felt proud that his son would save lives. It almost made his forget about his early death. Almost.
"In our third year, Profess-Remus was our DADA teacher," Neville smile at the look on Remus's face. "Sirius, you escape Azkaban that year."
James and Remus rolled their eyes at their friend. Of course Padfoot was the first person to escape Azkaban.
"I don't know much more than that, other that Remus was a great teacher." Neville again watched the look of marvel on his ex-professor's face.
"Anyway, in his fourth year, the Triwizard Tournament started up again. Someone put Harry's name in and he was forced to compete," Neville's voice became bitterer as he went on. "During the third task the cup was a Portkey. It took him and this guy, Cedric to a graveyard. Cedric was killed and Harry was forced to watch and take part in You-Know-Who's rise back to power."
All the boys looked absolutely horrified that a fourteen-year-old boy was to go through that.
"Harry escaped and told us that he was back," Neville's voice became even colder. "The next year, we had this awful DADA professor that wouldn't let us do any magic in class."
The boys were looking absolutely appalled. Their Defense teacher was better than that, and he was terrible.
"Harry found away around that, of course," Neville grinned at the boys smirking faces. "He started Dumbledore's Army and all of us practiced together."
The Marauders looked absolutely thrilled that James' son broke school rules.
"At the end of the year," Neville began with a heavy heart. "Harry had to talk to you, Sirius. I don't know why. He snuck up to use Umbridge's- that was what our Defense professor's name was- and he got caught, along with his friends that tried to help him."
Neville was smiling as he said his next sentence. "I was one of them."
"Anyway, we escaped and Harry told us that you were in trouble, Sirius, that You-Know-Who had you at the Ministry of Magic."
The three boys were scared again, Neville could tell.
"Anyway, we were fighting with the Death Eaters when some adults showed up. Harry told me that they were called The Order. You and Remus were there, Sirius. You weren't captured after all."
The boys breathed a sigh of relief but were obviously still worried.
"Bellatrix," Neville put his hands in fists, "Lestrange and you were dueling Sirius. You died."
All of the boys looked absolutely horrified.
"Remus you came over to us," Neville said sadly. "You said that Sirius was gone and couldn't come back. Harry didn't want to believe you. He tore after Bellatrix and I heard that Dumbledore and You-Know-Who had a big battle right in front of him."
"The Ministry started to believe he came back after that."
The Marauders looked a bit happier, but Neville could still see the grief on their faces.
And at the end of last year…" Neville didn't want to go on. But he did anyway. "Snape killed Dumbledore. And Harry saw it."
Now the boys looked murderous. Neville could see the hatred in their eyes.
"Over the summer, You-Know-Who took over the Ministry."
The boys were looking absolutely shocked now.
"The new minister put a price on Harry's head. 10,000 galleons," Neville muttered. Before waiting for them to look murderous again, Neville continued. "They also aren't allowing Muggle-Borns at Hogwarts anymore," Neville felt murderous as he said this. "And now Harry and his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger are on the run."
Now the boys looked absolutely ferocious. Neville swore that if he gave Sirius a pillow, it would probably be ripped in half by now.
"I'm taking the silencing charms off," Neville told them. "Don't start screaming." He took the charms off them. They celebrated their newfound freedom of speech with a low growl from each of them.
"Come on," Neville said more cheerfully. "I'll show you your dorm. It's only me and Seamus now. Dean used to be in there with Harry and Ron, but he's a Muggle-Born."
"Can we have something to eat?" Sirius said hopefully.
Neville laughed. "I'm surprised that Ron isn't your son. You think along the exact same lines. And with that, the four of them went up to Gryffindor Tower.