Here's the fourth chapter! I want to say thank you to chloexo, Dimcairien, becauseitwasme, and StarKid McFly for reviewing! Thank you, thank you, and thank you!

"So, Neville," Sirius began as the four boys reached The Fat Lady. "Your last name is Longbottom, right?"

"Yes," Neville answered him hesitantly. Neville knew that he would have to answer questions about his parents now. Needless to say, he was not looking forward to it.

"Are you Frank and Alice's son?" James asked him.

"Yeah," Neville tried not to show any emotion. "Yeah, I am. Juniper."

"What was that?" James asked.

"The password, Prongs," Remus rolled his eyes. His friends could be so thick sometimes.

The three boys entered Gryffindor Tower to an uproar of yelling. All he could here was, "Is that Harry?" "Is Harry here?" "Did I just see Harry?"

James tried to cover his face. Apparently, Harry looked a lot like him. James was secretly smiling at that.

"NO!" Neville yelled. "It is NOT Harry! This is a relative of Harry's and his friends that just transferred here! Now GO TO SLEEP!"

The crowd moved away, grumbling. They really want Harry back, Sirius reasoned.

Neville lead his new roommates up the stairs. "I'm going to tell Seamus about you guys, alright?"

"Yeah, that's fine, right guys?" James asked.

"Yeah, we'll be sharing a room with him, so it would be better that he knows," Remus reasoned.

"Is Seamus…what's the word I'm looking for…good?" Sirius asked suspiciously.

"He was a bit of a jerk back in fifth year, but he's a lot better now," Neville told him. "He had just started in the D.A. when we were caught, but he's going to be in it this year."

"The Dumbledore's Army thing is happening this year, too?" James asked, obviously surprised. "I thought that was just because you had a toad for a teacher."

"Well, this year we have three," Neville said darkly. "I haven't had any yet, since today was only the second day of this term, but Michael Corner had one and told me that it was awful."

"Who are they?" Sirius asked. "What do they teach?"

"Amycus Carrow is a Death Eater that teaches Defense against the Dark Arts, except for it's just The Dark Arts now."

"What are we supposed to do in that class?" Remus sounded absolutely revolted in every way.

"I'm not sure," Neville admitted. "The Gryffindor seventh years don't have him until Thursday."

"What about the other two?" Sirius actually sounded a bit scared.

"Well, Amycus's sister Alecto teaches Muggle Studies, which is compulsory for everyone."

"Is she a Death Eater, too?" James asked.

"Yeah, she is," Neville sighed.

"Then I bet we learn about how all Muggles are scum," Sirius said.

"I bet we do," Neville muttered.

This conversation had leaded them to their dormitory. Neville pushed upon the door to reveal an Irish boy with bushy hair lying in bed staring at the ceiling. "Harry?" The boy gaped when it saw James's face.

"Nah, Seamus, this is James." Neville began his story about how they had traveled through time and that he had told them everything that had happened over the last couple decades.

"Did...did they know you parents?" Seamus asked softly. Neville was regretting telling him what had happened to them, even though it had only been a day ago.

"Yeah, we know Frank and Alice," Sirius smiled. "Alice is in our year. She's really cool and funny. She's Lily's best friend."

"Really?" Neville smiled. "I never knew that. I wonder if Harry did…Did you know my dad?"

"Frank?" James laughed. "Of course we know Frank. He was a year ahead of us, but he was going out with Alice so we saw him quite a bit. I think he got accepted into the Auror Academy. Is he still there now?"

"You didn't tell them?" Seamus shook his head. "They need to know…"

"Fine," Neville grumbled. "Brace yourselves," he told the Marauders. "This is not very good news."

"Something happened to your parents?" Remus whispered. "Are they…"

"No," Neville said helplessly. "They're not dead. Just a few days after your death James, when Harry defeated You-Know-Who…"

"Why do you keep saying You-Know-Who?" Sirius interrupted. "Just call him Vol..."

"NO!" Neville slammed a hand over Sirius's mouth. "Sorry," he told Sirius as he massaged his mouth. "But the Death Eaters put a Taboo on the name."

"Ok, then," Remus said before Sirius could interrupt again. "Continue with your story, Neville."

"Erm…" Neville was getting nervous. "The Death Eaters found my parents. They were both Aurors and the Death Eaters thought that they knew where You-Know-Who was. They tortured them," Neville said grimly. "Into insanity."

If the three boys looked like tortured souls before, it was nothing compared to how they looked now. "Where are they?" Remus whispered.

"St. Mungo's," Neville said with a heavy heart.

None of the boys felt like talking after that. Finally, when they were getting into bed, Sirius spoke.

"Neville?" he asked.

"Mmm?" Neville wasn't in the mood for talking at this moment.

"You said there were three horrible teachers. You only told us about two," Sirius said. "Who's the third?"

"Snape," Neville said disgustedly. "He's headmaster."

"WHAT?"

Needless to say, the three boys were very upset.