A/N: Hey guys! I've decided to give the Librarians nicknames, so I'll probably be calling them by their nicknames for the remainder of the fic.

Harry…..Bolt

Ron….Wave

Hermione…Light

Remus…Moony

Sirius….Padfoot

Enjoy!

"Any ideas, Harry?" Ron asked. The hipster boy grinned.

"Yeah. We go to a museum. I know of one in Munich that'll help. Do you have a map, Moony?" Harry asked.

The werewolf grinned. "I have better." He took a large golden ball from a shelf and tossed it into the air, and the golden ball spread out to form the globe. Continents were interlaced in glowing light blue, while the rest of the world was a darker blue.

"Wow!" Hermione said. "What is it, Remus?"

"This is the glowing globe," Remus said, and they all looked at him. "No, really. It's actually called the glowing globe. It's a magic object that can show any place and when it's connected to that"-the werewolf pointed to the two hooks on the left side of the door that served as the broom closet, as well as a pedestal that had two wire coils on it and was made to fit the glowing globe-"it can connect and provide transport to any place in the world provided that it has a door."

"Any place," Ron said slowly, "Hogwarts included?"

"Any place," Remus confirmed. "Cho, come down here please?"

The Asian soon came down. "I need you to operate the glowing globe. We're going to Munich."

"Will do, Remus," she said, and clapped her hands once, the glowing globe coming back down from above the table and returning to its original form. Cho tapped over and put the now small globe in the pedestal, which was a half sphere. She hooked the wires of the sphere to the hooks on the door. "Which door in Munich? I imagine you don't wish to pay anything if you're going somewhere…"

"Städtische Galerie im Lenbachhaus," Harry pronounced, his German spot on. They all looked at him. "What? I know German…"

"That could help us," Hermione said. She turned to Remus. "If we ever go to Russia, it's a requirement that I go. I know Russian."

"And I know Spanish," Ron said.

"I know Chinese," Cho added.

"I know Arabic," Sirius added.

"And I know French," Remus finished. "It's all good we know world languages, and English. That's one of the first steps to being a Librarian. Maybe we should all have nicknames, just in case anyone like the Serpent Brotherhood is after us."

Remus had told them all about the Serpent Brotherhood. They were a group who sought to bring magic back into the world, and some of them were wizards, but not all. All of wizardkind wanted to keep magic a secret, so they fought against the SB when they could.

"Yeah," Harry agreed, "Bolt."

They all gave him questioning looks. "I'm a pretty fast runner, and my scar."

"That's settled. Hermione?"

"Um…Light. I use light spells pretty often, and I wear light colored clothing."

"Plus, you understand everything and you're bloody brilliant," Ron added. Harry smiled and added, "You understand math."

Hermione had to giggle at that. The boys, Remus included, loathed math. She was the only one who was willing to do it and could do it fast and in her head.

"What about you, Ron?" Sirius said. The redheaded boy was thinking.

Finally he said, "I don't know yet. Let me think."

"Sure. Cho, I hope you've given us a door that will make sure no one notices us?"

"Of course," the girl said, and spun the globe. The door spun as well and the Golden Trio gathered in front to watch, in a loose V shape, with Harry in the middle. The door finally stopped spinning to reveal a gray door.

Hermione walked forward and opened the door, poking her head out warily. The inside of the museum was revealed and she closed the door. "It's a wormhole!" she realized, running back to the entrance to the Annex. "That's the museum in Germany, but here it's still…" she reached the upper library's door while the others followed her. "…London." She smiled and ran back down to the Library while the others followed her.

"Yes, it is," Remus said, and he ran through, Sirius grabbing the Sword of Gryffindor and putting it in its holder on his back. Hermione muttered a quick cloaking spell- "Cloakimperdia"- and Sirius walked through the door after Remus. Harry went in after them and Ron and Hermione followed, being the ever faithful friends to their leader. "Bye Cho," Hermione said, still holding her wand.

"Bye," Cho said. Hermione closed the door behind her and saw that they were in a broom closet. How ironic, Hermione thought, and Harry was about to light his wand when Hermione shook her head.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"What would your first reaction be if you were a Muggle, saw a light suddenly come from a broom closet, and then see five people exit the closet when they hadn't been there before?" Hermione said.

Harry shook his head. "Always the logical one," he said with a smile and tucked his wand in his vest pocket. "Why not you do it, Light?"

"Sure," she said. Hermione cupped her hands together and murmured "Lumos."

A tiny light flickered to life in her palm, slowly. It was a soft golden yellow, unique with her own magic color, which was a golden yellow. Hermione waved her hands and the light traveled around, splitting into fours and situating itself in every corner of the room. "Perfect," she said, grasping the handle of the door and pulling it open. "Nox," Light murmured, and the light twinkled out of existence again. Her hand was still on the handle when she turned to Moony and said, "What do you think we should do to actually get in the museum?"

"We should each go in, at 30 second intervals. Light, you go first, then we wait 30 seconds. Then Bolt, then wait 30 seconds. Then Ron… have you gotten a nickname yet?"

The redhead nodded. "Wave," he said. They all gave him questioning looks, save for Harry.

"It makes sense though. I'm a Pisces, and I'm the best swimmer out of all of us, not to mention the fastest."

"Wave works," Harry agreed. "Light, go ahead."

Hermione slipped out of the broom closet, and Harry grasped the knob. 30, 29, 28…

…3, 2, 1. Harry slipped out and Ron grasped the handle. After 30 seconds he slipped through as well, leaving only Sirius and Remus.

Sirius latched onto Remus' neck. The werewolf mewled, his fingers curling into Sirius' arms. The shorter man took the opportunity to kiss the scarred man. The Librarian smiled into the kiss and then let his Guardian go.

"You should go, Padfoot," Remus said, "Guardians first."

Sirius smiled and gave Remus one last kiss, slipping through the door and releasing it. His godson was waiting for him around the ben. "Hey kiddo," Sirius said.

"Hey Padfoot," Harry said, grinning. "And Moony's going to come out… now."

As Harry said the word now, the werewolf turned the corner. Harry and Sirius smiled and the green eyed boy- no, man- lead them to the painting. Hermione and Ron were already there, Hermione with her hands clasped in front of her white skirt with her wand in her belt loop on her left hip (it had been charmed to act as a holster for her wand and held half of her wand in it), and Ron's hands was in his pockets, his wand being in the pockets of his pullover hoodie. Ron was wearing a blue pullover hoodie with one pocket, baggy denim jeans, and black and white trainers. Bolt, Moony, and Padfoot joined them.

"So, this is the painting." Harry said. "Arthur was-"

"A Roman," they all said.

"We found it," Harry said. "There's only one problem. It's a fake."