Disclaimer: I am (unfortunately) not J.K. Rowling. I do not make ridiculously large amounts of money for writing this. Also, she is such a better writer than me so…yeah.

Author's Note: This is my first ever story, and I'm a bit scatter-brained, so please no flames, just helpful criticisms:)

"Oh," I snapped my fingers, "I came to get you," I darkened my voice to one I thought sounded like one of the guys from Aunt Petunia's mystery shows, "the time has come…let the mind-reading commence!"

"Commence? Who says commence anymore?" Sirius said coming into the room.

"I do!" I fake-scowled, indignantly.

"And that makes a grand total of… drumroll, please…ONE!" Sirius fake-announced.

We rolled our eyes and walked back to the sitting room.

Chapter 3

"BOO!" I yelled as I returned.

Everyone jumped and seemed to busy themselves innocently, except Moony who smirked at the rest of them and shook his head bemused.

"We're going to have to work on your marauder skills because it is really obvious you lot were talking about us." Sirius laughed.

Hermione looked ashamed, but Ron sat unabashed.

"So? Are we not allowed to talk about you?" He returned with no tact.

Harry and I rolled our eyes at them.

"Can we get to that later," Snape asked, "and preferably when I'm not around," he muttered not so quietly.

"What, Snape? Think you're better at stealth and such than us?" Sirius asked affronted.

"and such?" I asked laughing.

"It makes you sound smartererer," he whispered solemnly.

They rolled their eyes.

"What's with everyone rolling their eyes? It's like your catchphrase, but for motions," Harry asked me.

"Back to the task at hand…" Hermione tried to direct us to the memory problem.

"Later," I mouthed, "it's a funny story."

"I can't lip-read," he whispered loudly.

Hermione huffed impatiently.

"Okay," Snape said, "I'm going to unlock your mind using occlumency, usually people use a reverse sort of charm, but it can cause damage and severe memory loss if used over five years later."

"Wow. You're actually explaining this in an easy-to-understand way," I told him.

"And you're actually paying attention to what I'm saying," he replied.

I smirked. (A/N why does everyone in fanfictions smirk?)

"Okay, I'll count to three, then begin. You might be overwhelmed at first but let most of them pass by as we can watch them in a special pensieve that slows the time in the world outside the pensieve. Ready?" he asked.

"As ready as I will be…" I said a bit apprehensively.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked tentatively.

"Yes," More firmly.

"One…"

Deep breaths.

"Two…"

Closing my eyes.

"Three!"

Flinching in anticipation, I felt a presence in my mind. After a few moments I felt a flood of memories suddenly come over me. They didn't feel familiar.

A black dog running in circles around me with a present in his mouth. A woman walks in carrying a cake with a large two on it. A red haired lady with green eyes, a black & messy haired man with glasses, a shabby sort of man with a lot of scars start to sing-

A man who looks similar to a younger Sirius smiles and picks me up. He spins me in a circle and starts to talk to me about a bad man he calls Mr. Big Snake. He says he wished he had never tried to join-

Me and Harry are in a crib when the bad man comes in. I see the red haired lady block him until he shoots green at her and she falls. He comes closer to the crib and then shoots green at Harry too-

I wake up under rubble and cry. I hear Harry crying too but his is because of a big man picking him up. I try to crawl over but I am trapped. He leaves and I sit there for hours until a weird lady with black curly hair and a crazy smile comes in-

"You will be my heir!" the crazy lady snarled at me as she had for the past two weeks. She raised her wand and I heard her say crucio before more bad people came in. They said to cut it out and that they now will go after someone called lung-buttons-

Several more memories of my early childhood go by but I am able to skim over them and get the gist of it. I see me being raised by some Deatheaters after a woman I recognize as Bellatrix is arrested. I see the main one in charge of me teaching me pureblood customs and manners and me refusing to accept them and being punished. Finally I come to some newerish memories of the deatheater's house being raided at four and some lady called Amelia Bones reading Sirius's will and deciding I would live with Marge, but Dumbledore told her that he didn't want me to be traumatized by the experiences and when she refused to comply he cast the Imperius on her. Then, the last locked memory I saw was of-

"Oblivate!"

I woke up to a red ceiling and remembered I was at Grimmauld Place. I saw everyone else talking and discussing something serious, or so it seemed.

As I slowly yawned and stretched my arms, a sudden headache hit me like a train and I groaned.

They turned towards me, suddenly realizing I was awake.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked.

I did a quick systems check and realized the headache was fading now.

"Yup. So do you wanna see the memory…" I trailed off as they looked abashed.

I rolled my eyes.

"I honestly don't care if you watched it, but whatcha think?" I asked.

They stared at me.

Finally, Ron untactfully asked, "So you just accept it? You don't seem to even care?"

Hermione smacked him upside the head but still said, "Not the way I would have asked but, he's right. Why do you seem so okay with this?"

"Well, I'm not okay with Dumbledore oblivating me or anything, but other than that I kinda figured I had been oblivated for a reason." I shrugged.

I glanced around the room and realized Sirius was bound and gagged as was Snape in the corner.

I started to go to release them, but Remus stopped me.

I glanced questioningly at him.

"They were gonna go curse Dumbledore and then fly off to Azkaban to get the other Deatheaters." He informed me bemused, but looking in agreement.

Hermione looked disapprovingly at him for a second but then reconsidered and said, "You know, he really shouldn't have done that to you." She looked half-ready to jump into the floo.

"I sealed the floo and put an anti-animagus, anti-apparation and anti-portkey ward," Remus told her.

I walked towards them.

Sirius tried his puppy dog eyes but I shook my head and informed him, "Only Harry and Ginny's eyes still work on me. I am almost immune with them too. But FWI, mine are so good, so beware…"

"If I release you, do you both promise not to leave, rant, curse anyone, or seek immediate retribution?" I paused, "Retribution means revenge, and I can't have either of you arrested."

They nodded.

I smirked triumphantly.

"Oh no," Ron moaned, "She has that look in her eye. She's gonna prank someone."

Everyone but Remus took a step back.

"What?" he asked, "She can't be worse than we were. Plus she's probably just an amateur."

I smirked again.

Ron and Hermione sprinted out of the room, and Harry started to back out slowly.

"Remember when Malfoy floated into the air in the Great Hall and then sprouted feathers and started to turn pink and spin really fast?" Harry asked, "That wasn't the Weasley twins, it was her."

Remus's eyes widened.

"C'mon Hare-Bear, help me," I pleaded using my puppy-dog eyes.

"Okay," he relented easily. Though it was probably because he likes to prank too.

I whispered the plan in his ear.

He laughed evilly and Remus actually looked scared at this point.

We walked casually towards Sirius and Snape.

Snape looked terrified, but Sirius was casually sitting back.

"Don't worry, Professor. We won't prank you since you helped me get my memories back, I'll wait a whole week," Snape breathed out a sigh of relief.

We turned to Sirius who was calmly looking up at us.

"GO!" I cried.

Harry and I quickly cast spells to release him so we could do this, and then in under two seconds he was two feet tall, bright orange, had a squeaky voice, and was in drag.

Remus looked scared now.

"Don't worry," I called after him as he ran, "I didn't forget the amateur comment."

Sirius was now trying to reverse it.

"Why can't I undo it?" he asked frantically.

"We put a semi-permanent charm on it for a week." I laughed with Harry.

He attempted to hex us, but found himself bound and gagged.

"We also might have put a spell preventing you from hexing us for a week," Harry added, "That's what happens when you try to!"

Hermione walked back in and burst out laughing.

"Wow, Sirius, I never thought you were that kind of guy!"

A/N Please review! I have only one and it's kinda mean:( So yeah…

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