So yeah, I did that thing again where I don't update for a long time. And I'm going to do that whole apology thing again, too: I am really sorry that I left this again. I fall in and out of inspirational times with writing. I literally have five or six stories have written out and half making it impossible for me to think of anything else! I was going to clean out my documents to find what I need to do and so on (I have to go through my stuff on this website and update too, :|) and I found an unfinished version of this chapter - so here it is, rewritten and completed, yay!

I hope you enjoy, and I have the ideas laid out for the rest of the chapters so hopefully I can settle long enough to get somewhere with it. Thanks for reading!

Do I still have to do that disclaiming thing?

While He Is Sleeping

Chapter Nine – A Marauder's Son

"I agree that Harry deserves detention," James muttered once Lily had walked out of ear shot. "but during the final quidditch match? That's a bit far."

"Snape bloody sucks," I agreed. James and I had annoyed Lily so she had left telling us to let her know when Harry was done with detention. We were both watching the match and watching Harry filing our old detention papers. "I'm sure Snape's intention to get Harry mad about having to go through all of our files isn't working, though."

James grinned and tore his eyes away from the match long enough to read the paper that Harry was reading at the moment, we snorted.

"I anything, hopefully Harry will get some ideas from looking at them and re-enact."

"I doubt he will," I grumbled, shrugging and returning my eyes to the match. "But yes, I wish he would, too."

I've enjoyed watching Harry this year – to be able to know what he actually does while he's at school. I knew from what Harry had told me along with McGonagall and Remus that he did get in trouble, just not to the extent that James and I had. James and Lily have caught me up on all of the danger Harry has been in, and the more serious trouble he's been in and I must say that while I do have some pride for it, I am not too pleased that he's put himself in so many dangerous situations. (Que Lily smirking and James telling her "I told you so.")

And even though this year is dull in comparison, I'm happy for that same reason and it's still fun to watch.

This year, Dumbledore has been meeting up with Harry in order to teach him about Voldemort. I'm so relieved that Dumbledore is finally talking to Harry and is finally teaching Harry what must be done so that he can end the war – I've been telling him to do so since the incident in the graveyard. There's these things called horcruxes – I read about them in Grimmauld Place's library as a child – and they're horrible things, so I'm not too surprised that Voldemort has them. Only two of six have been destroyed thus far, though, which is where Harry comes in.

Besides the heavy burden of finishing off the worst war in wizardring history, Harry has also become infatuated with Ginny and extremely snarky with Snape – both make me very happy. Having spent ten years with Lily Evans, I was well aware of Harry's capability, but when talking to Snivellus he holds nothing back. For example, one of my highlights for this year was Harry's first day of term.

He and Ron had partnered up in DADA to practice non-verbal spells and, for the first time, weren't doing too bad. But, of course, Snape decided to be a git and hex Harry, who blocked it so well that Snape was knocked off balance.

James and mine cheers were nothing compared to our cheers when Harry had told Snape 'There's no need to call me sir, Professor' and even then, Lily joined in.

As Gryffindor won the quidditch house cup, James and I yelled for joy. The racket we were making caused Lily to come back to see what was going on, and she grinned when she saw the score.

"Harry will be so happy that they won," she said, beaming.

"Hopefully Ginny can tell him about the match without Ron there," I added, grinning as I watched the team celebrate all the way up to the castle.

"Sirius."

"What? Don't you want your son to know love?"

Lily gave me an annoyed look. "Of course I do, you dolt. But 'getting' Ginny isn't the only thing he should be thinking about."

James rolled his eyes behind his wife. "I'm sure Harry can multitask." Lily smacked him hard across his back, and smiled at me as I sniggered.

By the time the Gryffindor house had all gathered back in the common room, Snape let Harry leave. The three of us all sat down on a sofa and waited for Harry to find out, James and I filled Lily in on the high lights of the match.

"Ginny's brilliant," James sighed wishfully. Lily giggled.

"She really is," I agreed. "Lucky for us we'll be able to watch her become a professional player and show everyone else her brilliance."

Harry asked the Fat Lady the outcome of the match, but she didn't answer so instead he walked inside and was instantly grinning from the sound of celebration. The entire house turned when he entered and cheered even more gleefully at the sight of their captain. Ginny ran towards him to hug him, but instead, Harry kissed her.

All three of us gasped, but then James and I yelled out joyfully, sprung upright and shared a victory dance.

"HA! Look at Ron's face!" laughed Lily as she, too, stood up.

James and I stopped dancing long enough to look at the scene – Dean looked furious ("Serves him right!") Romilda Vane looked murderous ("At least she's taken the hint.") and Ron looked as if someone had clubbed him upside the head.

"Well, at least he isn't strangling Harry!" James exclaimed happily. He jumped up and down with his hands on Lily's shoulders. "I hope they get married! Do you know how great their kids would be at quidditch!?"

"Is that seriously all you're thinking about?" Lily asked him, staring at him as if he was crazy.

James looked offended. "No – Fred and George must also teach them the basics of pranking so they can all cause havoc!"

"James."

Quick question: Do you want to see Sirius looking down Harry's kids too? At what moments in their lives?