Well, I wasn't able to get it up before school started but still. It's up now.

Disclaimer: Hm… I think I'm supposed to say something along the lines of I don't own Harry Potter in any way shape or form but then again I'm not sure.

Hogwarts hadn't been this colorful in a long time or as fun though some people didn't agree. McGonagall had promptly deducted 100 points from Gryffindor and given us two weeks of detention. Eloise lucked out. I'm not sure if Sprout knew she was involved at all. I'm pretty sure Rigel is going to owe me a couple Galleons by the end of the year.

"Well, what's the plan?" Eloise asked as she skipped into History. Her face alight with neon yellow dye.

"A plan for what?"

"We need something spectacular to announce the return of the Marauders. This was sort of a wasted opportunity although it's so much fun and I absolutely love the colors."

"I have an idea. I want to share it at the next meeting. George said to meet us in the room on the first floor of the North Tower on Saturday."

"What time?"

"After lunch so around 1, I think. We don't want it to be painfully obvious. McGonagall has eyes like a hawk."

"So what's this brilliant idea?"

"I never said it was brilliant."

Eloise simply rolled her eyes and hastily picked up her quill to make it look like she was taking notes. She really shouldn't have bothered. No one was paying attention anyways well except for Hermione. Ron and Harry were playing tic-tac-toe. Rigel was drawing again and the rest of the class was just trying to make the next fifteen minutes bearable.

"Much to the dismay of Urlic the Unwise, Harold the Hungry took control of the largest dwarf mine giving his supporters access to the minerals for their work. Pisces the Pathetic was particularly well known for his diamond studded swords. He sold them to many wizards including the pair that beheaded him when he refused to give them the secrets of the craft. Urlic killed Harold but this satisfied none of the goblins. Harold's supporters were treated grossly unfair with violence and cruelty. Urlic's old supporters were no longer content under the fact that since his years in power, they were still no closer to having wands or rights under the Ministry of Magic. Quilet the Quiet took many of both followers. She was able to establish the basics of Gringotts. Quilet disappeared for sometime after the opening of the bank. Her body was discovered in the English Channel sometime latter. Human employees came into Gringotts at this time."

I guess the lesson could have been interesting. I had never realized that Gringotts had been established by Goblins. It made sense though. I found it ironic that it was a female goblin that ended the feud of the two warring groups. It was proof for every Feminist's cause. Too bad the Muggles couldn't know this. I would have gotten the right to vote a long time ago. It was unwise to think that even half of my classmates would know it. No one could really withstand Binns' droning.

"That will be all," and Professor Binns floated back threw the chalkboard.

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"We're basically changing the school into a giant trampoline?"

"What's a trampoline?" Lee asked, thoroughly confused by the Muggle term.

"It's a muggle toy," Eloise began looking just as puzzled as Lee. How was she supposed to describe it? I thought I had done a pretty good job.

"They're wicked-"

"Like this bouncy material-"

"Stretched really tight-"

"And you can do all these tricks on it."

While Fred and George were scarily accurate, I was surprised they knew anything about Muggles at all.

"Um, how do you know that?" Rigel asked. I could already tell he wasn't very enthusiastic about my plan. That might have something to do with his broken arm, which wasn't in any way my fault.

"Dad is a bit Muggle obsessive-"

"Works in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office –"

"Just him and old Perkins-"

"He brought home one of those trampleins things," I raised my eyebrows, despite owning one and hearing the word 10 seconds ago, they still managed to mispronounce it.

"We had it for a whole ten minutes before Mum found it-"

"I still say it was Percy's fault."

We picked up George's next line all knowing exactly where the conversation was headed, "Percy, the Perfect Prefect Prat!"

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The only time the corridors were ever clear was after hours. The rest of the day you couldn't move a foot with out ramming into someone. The older students would sometimes transfigure chairs in the middle of the hallways during their free periods. It was supposed to be amusing. I just found it annoying.

I glanced over my shoulder. I swear I thought I heard footsteps. I had to be imagining something. There was nothing and nobody there. I was over reacting that was it. After the troll, I was just slightly jumpy.

I ran into the corner and tapped my wand where the wall met the floor.

"Lorem Ipsumis"

Three down four more to go. Each member of the Mini Marauders had to cover their entire assigned floor with the rubber spells. I had the 4th floor. The library would probably be the hardest part. Madame Pince is insane about her books.

I approached the doors, cautiously. I carefully stepped over the rope closing them off. I yanked on the door. It was locked. I rapped my wand on the lock.

"Alohomora."

I pulled the doors open. No alarms went off. No screaming librarian was demanding my head on a platter. It was almost too easy. I set two more charms at the far corners. I eased my way towards the front again. I felt at so much a disadvantage, so far away from the only exits. Fred had the Map. We hadn't figured out how to duplicate it yet.

I was at the exit when I saw an odd little book on the shelves. It was a violet color and compared to the books next to it rather petite. I didn't recognize it and that was the odd part about it all. Hermione and I had poured over these shelves when looking up something up for our transfiguration essay.

I pulled it out, avoiding brushing against the other books. I couldn't see anything that marked it as a library book. In fact, it looked brand-new and unmistakably Muggle. Not even Gregory Goyle could mistake the lined notebook paper for parchment. I traced the flowers stenciled on the cover before opening it. On the first page was written,

"This Journal is the exclusive property of Eliana Scott,

And yes this is a journal, not a diary.

Diaries are for wimpy little girls."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. It sounded like something I would write. I quickly stifled it. I had work to do. I tried to put the book back on the shelf. I was slightly less successful this time. I managed to knock several books on Human Transfiguration onto the floor; setting off the alarm I had been waiting for since I stepped in the library. I grabbed Eliana's journal and started running as fast as I could.

I thought I saw Filch come out of the passageway behind Temeritus Shanks' portrait. I slowed down attempting to make myself as unnoticeable as possible.

At the first open door, I backed slowly into the room. Trying to put as much distance between Filch and me, I continued backing up until I hit a large ornate mirror. I ducked behind it as he glanced into the room searching for signs of life. I tried to keep as still as possible, silently praying that he'd move on. Filch was about to when Mrs. Norris ruined everything. She's the bane of my existence honestly.

"Sniff around my sweet. See what you can find."

Mrs. Norris stalked toward the mirror. Her yellow lamp-like eyes were gleaming with determination. The scrawny excuse for a cat leered the few teeth she had and continued moving forward. It was only when Mrs. Norris looked in the mirror. She let out a purr that I thought wasn't humanly possible for her. Mrs. Norris curled up into a ball and sat on the hard stone floor as content as if it were a pile of soft blankets.

"I'm moving on my dear. They're here somewhere."

Filch left and was soon followed by a sulking Mrs. Norris. I let out the breath, I didn't know I was holding. I paused before slowly uncurling myself from my hiding spot.

It was just a simple unused classroom, excellent for hiding in but not much else. Desks and chairs were piled against the wall. There was nothing unusual about the room except for the mirror. It was a magnificent mirror, as high as the ceiling, with an ornate gold frame, standing on two clawed feet. There was an inscription carved around the top: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.

I didn't know what it meant but it had to be important somehow. Maybe it was a spell that had hypnotized Mrs. Norris. I wouldn't know unless I looked in it.

I looked normal, although I wasn't alone. Rigel, Fred, George, Lee and Eloise were all standing next to me. Lee and Rigel had their arms around my shoulders. Eloise looked more confident than she ever did in real life. Fred and George were wearing their Weasley Sweaters and for once, they were wearing the right ones. We were all laughing without a care in the world.

In the background, there were 6 more people. Four of the boys were in a position similar to us. A boy that looked a good deal like Harry was in the middle next to a handsome boy that could be related to Mum in someway. They had the same eyes. On the other side of Harry's look alike was a rather tall boy with shaggy hair and shabby clothes. He looked older than the others, not really age wise, but experience wise, like he'd seen something of great horror. Though now like everyone else, he was smiling. On the right side of my distant relative was a man several heads shorter. He was plump and watery eyed, like someone had said something incredibly funny.

The last two people were more of a indistinct blurs. The man was slightly shorter than three of the four boys. All I could see about him really was his wavy black hair. He had his arms wrapped around the female. She was only slightly clearer. Her red hair was pulled back revealing her face. Her blue eyes looked so hauntingly familiar but I just couldn't place them. Her smile made me just want to continue staring, willing her to become clearer. I waited just gazing at it all, taking it all in. It was only when a large thump from the floor above shook me from my thoughts.

I still had two spells to place before heading back to the common room. I glanced out the door, searching for Filch. He was gone, hopefully far away. I stopped briefly at the balcony, "Lorem Ipsumis." Good just one left.

I had left Binn's office for last. It would be the easiest. He never used the place and honestly he wouldn't be able to tell if it were after curfew or not. If by some miracle, he did, Professor Binns didn't know who I was anyways.

I cast the last charm before heading up to the Gryffindor Tower. As I walked, I thought of the people in the mirror. When I was lying in my bed, staring up at the ceiling, I realized why her eyes looked so familiar. They were exactly like mine.

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Professor McGonagall walked unsteadily into the Great Hall the next morning. I was amazed she was doing as well as she was. Most of the teachers had given up looking professional and bounced in like the students. Some second years had challenged each other to a jump-off, trying to get higher and do fancier tricks on each bounce.

Professor McGonagall just looked disgruntled by the new floors. And she wasn't the only one. Professor Vector was grimacing every step she took. Filch looked about ready to cry. Professor Snape seemed unaffected. He continued gliding around like some over grown bat.

Once it looked like everyone was seated, Lee gave the all-clear sign. I was sitting with Eloise at the Hufflepuff table. It was at the center of the hall and a prime position. I waved my wand in the figure-8 movement we'd been practicing. Multicolored smoke shot out.

It took several minutes but once the smoke cleared, the whole hall was greeted with words written in Eloise's handwriting:

"This prank was brought to you by

The Mini Marauders.

Yes Minnie! We're back!"

A.N. Here's a quick explanation of what Amira saw in the Mirror of Erised:

She saw the Mini Marauders standing as "equals" with the original Marauders. She sees her group of friends together and happy. The indistinct blurs are Eliana and Regulus. It is more of an unconscious wish than anything else. She doesn't know anything besides Andromeda, Ted, Nymphy and Rigel but she almost feels like there is something missing. I hope that makes sense and I'm not just talking nonsense.

Eliana's diary journal was added as a way to get Regulus in there more because for a while, he is going to be sadly absent.

I plan to update once a week at least. School rules my life.