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Later that day

I enter the side room and watch as Regulus practices his sword fighting. I only know a little bit about the practice, but then again I never really wanted to practice as a child. It's something that I wish I had practiced. I know that the other pureblood kids practiced and were well off in the sport, so it comes as no surprise that Regulus is actually very good.

"Want to spar with me?" Regulus asks.

Brought from my head, I nod, "Sure, but I'm out of practice. I haven't touched a sword since I was eight."

Regulus shakes his head, "That's not good. As someone who used to be an Auror I would expect you to be better at this."

"Hey, I was in Professional Quidditch before I joined the Aurors. I would have stayed in the Pros, but my team was disbanded because of Baldymort." I examine a foil and nod at the weight and length.

"A foil? Interesting. I would have placed you with a cutlass."

"No way. I hate cutlasses."

"To each their own."

"What are you using?"

"A Rapier."

Nodding I get into position and wait for Regulus to get in his stance. Once he's there it's silent for a moment and then the clash of metal on metal can be heard throughout the room. Sure enough my reflexes are rather slow, but not as bad as I thought they would have been.

"Not bad Potter," Regulus grins, "But you need to work on your footing. Don't flail your arms so much."

"Yes mother," I growl.

'Come on James, you know how to do this! Concentrate, don't just screw around with the damn sword, it's just like dueling with a wand.' Gritting my teeth I focus on what I'm doing and start to improve.

"Good! Now keep working at it! Good!" Regulus encourages.

A moment later and my sword is in his hand. I blink and look down at the blade that is pointing at me.

"Good, but not good enough."

"Why are you pointing a sword at my husband's chest?" comes a high pitched voice from the doorway.

We turn to see Lily glaring at the both of us. Her eyes are flashing dangerously and I know that one wrong move and we both will end up on the wrong end of a meat tenderizer.

"Lily, this isn't what you think. We were sparring," I explain quickly, "Regulus won and was just about to lower his sword."

Nothing.

Regulus lowers the sword, "I wasn't going to hurt him. I was practicing and simply asked him if he wanted to spar. James agreed and we fought for a little. He needs some work with his maneuvers though."

Lily tilts her head, "I want to try."

"What? No! Lily you could end up seriously hurt, and I don't want that!"

"We're dead, how can we get hurt?"

Regulus shrugs at me, "It's only fair to allow Lily a shot. What blade do you want to use?"

"I'll use what James was using," Lily says, "What type of sword is it?"

"This is a foil, it's mostly used in fencing now, but was used quite a bit in dueling a century or so ago," I explain, "It's a light weight sword that is good for quick attacks. The foil is more for finesse than for actual power."

Lily nods and stands ready. Regulus nods and they start to fight. It takes a minute and I realize that Lily has fought with a sword before. The swords flash in the sunlight and I admire how my Lily-flower seems to move with little effort. Three minutes after the battle starts and Lily takes Regulus's sword.

"You were going easy on me," Lily accuses him. Giving a slight glare she hands him the rapier again.

"I didn't know that you'd done this before."

"I was in fencing before I went to Hogwarts and kept up with it during breaks," Lily explains, "So when are we going after the plans?"

Regulus nods, "A woman on a mission, just my kind of gal."

I open my mouth to retort when he winks at me and leaves the room.

"You really didn't know that I can fence?" Lily asks.

I shake my head, "No, but it is a nice thought."

Lily raises an eyebrow , but turns to the large pile of blueprints that just walked into the room. Regulus drops the rolled up papers on the table and starts to unravel a few of them. As he sets up he hums a song under his breath. I recognize the tune, but can't remember the name.

"So," Regulus starts, tone becoming serious, "There are five different entrances to the hall. The main entrance is out simply because they have a bunch of monitoring spells set around the door. The same goes with the two east entrances. Our best bets are from either the south entrance or from the west. The very last thing that I want to do is go through the air ducts."

Lily nods, "Yeah, that might not be too fun. What else can we do to get inside?"

"We could blow up a couple of walls," I joke.

Regulus ponders this for a moment before shaking his head, "Too much trouble and that will cause people to go looking. There have been a few break ins to the Hall over the years, but none of recent. Someone will play it off as a fluke in the spells if this is done properly."

"Well," I start, "You didn't mention anything about monitoring spells on the other two doors."

"They don't have any. Those doors are from offices, so they didn't place any charms on those doors since you have to walk through the Hall to get into the offices," Regulus explains.

"Are there entrances into the Offices? Other than through the Hall?"

"Not that I'm aware of. Maybe a window or two."

I nod, "Where is the building located?"

Regulus pauses and flips through a couple of papers, "The south office backs up to the woods, and the west offices are actually in the woods, they're connected to the building by a long hallway."

I lean back in my chair and think about the information. I then sigh and look up at the ceiling, still thinking over the information. Windows…woods…we need more information. I could always use my animagus form to walk up to the windows and look inside.

"We need more information than what these papers can give. We need to know work patterns, who is the first one into work and the last one out. Who might come back at night to complete something and who tends to leave things lying around." I return to sitting on four legs, "What we need is some reconnaissance."

Lily nods, "True, and I recognize that look. You have a plan."

"Yep. And what backs up to that building?"

"Woods, tons of trees around the place," Regulus says, starting to catch on.

"Exactly. So here's what we're gonna do…."

One Week Later

I look over at James and Lily and wonder if we're ready for this. After all we only have a week of reconnaissance and a few blueprints. Then again, we also have a marauder with us and a charms expert, so that's something.

James splits off from the group and heads toward the back of the building. Lily goes to the other side to wait to be let in, and I climb up to the roof. This is not going to be easy, but then again, what in life, or death, that's worth it ever is? Pulling out my wand I dismantle the wards and then enter in through a vent shaft. As I crawl through it I remember what Sirius had told me one time.

You want to know something Reg? With how our family is, it's a surprise that we don't know more than basic thieving skills. I know what you're gonna say, 'Blacks are not thieves…yadda yadda' but think about it. We can blend with the shadows, we can pick locks and enter places that other people cannot, we're immune to just about all truth serums and imperious doesn't work on us. Have you ever met anyone who could be a better thief?

My answer had been simple. Why become a thief when we can make honest money and not have to worry about the law?

Sirius laughs, 'Because', he says,' you never know when you'll need the skill.'

I shake my head and keep crawling through the duct. I know that Sirius was often the person that the Order went to if they needed "unattainable" items. He was also one of their chief fighters, and was a damn good Auror.

I glance down the shaft ahead of me and nod. Grabbing a bar above me, I swing my legs so that they go down first and then drop. About three feet from the grate that opens into the room below I jam my feet into the sides, slowing my descent and then finally stopping it. Stretching down I use a spell that unlatches the vent and, grabbing the bottom, drop down into the room. I hear movement to my left and glance over to see James entering the room. He raises and eyebrow, but is otherwise silent. I set the grate to one side of the room and then start working on opening the large vault. James allows Lily to enter, who begins to check for certain spells in the area and to break those that she finds.

"Any recordings?" James whispers to her.

"Just a couple of security monitoring spells. They act the same way that muggle security cameras do, but are less secure. I'm working on adjusting the images that are seen on when the spell is recaptured," She explains.

I shake my head as the lock jerks improperly. Closing my eyes I concentrate on what I'm doing. The dial spins and the knocks catch and click, allowing me to hear which number should be where.

Come on Reg, you can do it. This lock is easy. Just a couple more turns…there you go! Nice work!I open the door and allow the other two to enter. James and Lily are carrying the bags to place the life paths in and they start looking at the different drawers to see where the proper life paths are.

Finding Harry and Remus's, their other choice naturally, paths are easy. However, Sirius's end up being slightly harder, and it isn't long until we're all sick of looking around for them.

"What the hell? Do they ever not make destinies for people?" James asks.

I shake my head, "Not that I'm aware of. Every person has at least two paths that they can follow, and to be honest I think that most people have quite a few. Sirius's are probably hidden because he is quite unpopular with people, even dead ones."

"That's so sad! Why do people blame him?" Lily asks.

"What can I say? People love to have a bad guy and Sirius has always been a bit of an anti-hero in ways, so he can fill in the spot if need be," I mutter, "Anyway, I have a feeling that I know where to find them."

Running all the way to the back of the room, to all the dusty scrolls of those long dead, I find an area where the dust has been disturbed and notice that the scrolls are all marked with black wax seals. I grab them and run back to the others. Handing them to James and Lily, we start to leave when the alarm starts to go off.

"Damn! Damn! Double damn!" I curse, "Quick exit out the back way that James took!"

"What about you?" James asks.

I smirk, "Gotta give the cops someone to chase."

I wait as they leave and then start up the air ducts. It's actually easier exiting than entering and I'm soon back on the roof. Glancing at the sky I can see the Aurors flying over on brooms.

"Alright Black, give it up! You're on foot and we're on broom!" The head auror shouts.

I grin, "Then handcuff me!"

Before he can move I throw some powder to the ground, causing a bright white flash of light and start running along the streets, avoiding the roads that I know James and Lily were going to take. However I manage to get turned around and hit a dead end, and the Aurors right behind me. Turning around I see that their wands are pulled and there's nowhere to go.

"Ah shit."

One Day Later

Lily sits next to me, hot chocolate in her hand.

"So no sign of him, still?" She asks, noticing that I keep glancing at the door.

I shake my head. Regulus has been missing since last night and we're both starting to get really worried. He should have been home a few minutes after we were, but it's been a full day and there's been no sign of him anywhere. I look up at Harry's screen. He's nine now, and I can't believe how much he reminds me of Lily in personality and myself in looks.

Harry walks over to the swings in the school yard park. No one wants to play with him because of Dudley and his friends, no one wants to go against Dudley. So Harry sits on one of the swings and starts to swing back and forth, having no one to push him or compete against to see who can swing the highest or even to tell him not to jump off of the swings."He could have hurt himself! He could have broken a bone!" Lily says, worry lacing her voice.

"Hey, Potter!"

Harry's head snaps up, eyes widening in shock then turning to slight fear at the sight of Dudley and his friends coming his way.

"Potter come on, it's time for Harry Hunting," Dudley sneers, his large pink face showing sadistic joy.

At the highest point of the swings forward arc, Harry lets go and flies off, lands, and then takes off at a run.

"He didn't, trust me dear, he's alright." James hides his own fear and crams his anger at Dudley to the bottom of his thoughts.

Running through the crowds and the children at play, Harry feels glad that he is so skinny and so fast. Leaping over a log Harry runs behind the school and into one of the alleys. Once he realizes that the alley is a dead end he gives a groan of frustration.Lily and I stare at the screen in surprise.

"Here we come Potter!" Dudley's voice calls, flying around the corner of the building to Harry's ears.

"Come on, come on. Think! What can you do?" Harry mutters, "Get somewhere safe, somewhere they can't reach you!"

Harry closes his eyes, muttering the same words over and over again. He knows that they're going to hit him. He can hear their footsteps nearing his hiding spot. Opening his eyes, Harry looks for a better place to hide. Dashing for the garbage can he goes to turn behind it, safety and being out of reach his only concern.

Harry blinks in surprise. He cannot figure out how he managed to get onto the roof. Looking around in confusion, Harry manages to convince himself that the wind must have carried him up onto the roof.

"Where'd he go?" The boys ask from below.

Giving a quick glance over the side Harry allows a small smirk of satisfaction at their confusion before walking away to try and find a way off of the roof.

"Did-"

"He-"

"Just-"

"Apparate?"

We glance at each other and that's when the door of the house opens. I glance over and see a very pale man enter the house, shake snow off of his head, and then glance up.

"Hi," Regulus says.

"Where have you been?" Lily asks, running over to him and fussing over how cold and pale he is.

Regulus glances at Sirius's screen, "Azkaban."

"What?" I ask, standing up.

Regulus nods, "Yeah, the Aurors caught me and had me arrested for a day, that's the longest sentence that they are allowed to give, unless someone kills another spirit or are that bad in their actual life."
"We can be killed as spirits?" Lily asks.

"Yeah, it's rare, but has happened before. A day in the Azkaban here is like a lifetime in the Azkaban on Earth. An eternity in Azkaban is practically unheard of, but that is what awaits Voldemort once he dies."

"Why did they send you to Azkaban?"

"Because stealing from the Hall is one of the worst crimes that can be committed while here, and well…I was the only one caught," Regulus shrugs, "It's no big deal. What's going on?"

"Well, we've been trying to figure out how to change their destinies, but we haven't been having any luck," Lily begins, "You see, it seems as though everything that could change their lives has to be done while on Earth, but we only have a certain amount of time that we can spend on Earth, or else our power starts to drain and we're worried about being stuck. The other problem is that Remus, who would be the easiest person to help us with this, is being rather stubborn at the moment and we have no idea how to get him to listen to us. Every time that we try to talk to him, he can't hear us, and, unfortunately, we cannot figure out how to get ourselves heard."

I watch as the cogs in Regulus's brain turn and speak up, "I think I have an idea about that. In both cases that we were heard, when Sirius heard you and Remus me, we were feeling intense emotion at the time. The way that I ripped the photo was with intense concentration. These seem to be the only ways to make ourselves heard. I think that we need to make the environment more conductive to our kind of energy first."

"What do you mean?" Lily asks, confusion on her face.

Regulus nods slowly, "I think I get what you mean. I think that it might be easier to move things, seeing as that we can control our thoughts more readily than our emotions. Once we start moving things, and working on stuff like that, then Remus, who will be the best target, will start getting emotional and we can feed off that."

"I see what you mean. That could work, although it makes us sound like parasites." Lily hands Regulus some Butterbeer and then wraps a couple of blankets around him. He keeps glancing at her with some surprise, but does not intervene.

I hold out my hand and she sits next to me, "How are we going to do this? You obviously can't go right now, you need to get your rest."

Regulus scowls and gives a frown that seems so familiar that I have to chuckle slightly.

"I'm not sure if I'm ready to go yet, James. I just don't know if I could do it." Lily gives a sigh and looks at the ground.

"Hey, don't worry about it. You'll be ready in your own time," I tell her, "So it's gonna be me. What do you think I should do?"

Lily gives a slight frown, "Well he's been working on his writing a lot, and that causes him to smoke. So I think that you should hide his cigarettes. How did Remus start smoking anyway?"

Regulus and I clear our throats and look away.

"Boys…how did he start smoking?"

"Well…"Regulus starts, "It's kind of Sirius's fault. He started smoking when he was sixteen and I know that Remus got the habit from him. So did I, to be honest."

Lily's eyes narrow, "Why would you do something like that to yourself? At least you aren't an alcoholic!"

Regulus mutters something that sounds like 'Not anymore anyway' but luckily Lily doesn't hear him. I do, so I raise an eyebrow at him and he shrugs toward his brother's screen again. I shake my head and smile. Sirius always has been a corruptor, though luckily he mostly is able to corrupt people into doing the right thing or for the better.

Clearing my throat I stand up and start toward the screen. Placing my hand against it, I slowly enter Earth. Glancing around Remus's living room I soon find the cigarettes and start to concentrate on it. I reach out, grab the box and slowly lift it.

"Ha! Yes I've got it!" The moment those words leave my mouth the box drops. I give a slight groan, but perk up when Remus comes running into the room at the noise.

"What the hell?" the werewolf mutters.

I narrow my eyes, determination taking place. Concentrating on this one moment I swat the small cardboard box and watch as it goes flying across the room. Turning my eyes to Remus I notice that his expression has gone from annoyed to total shock.

"What is going on?" he mutters, then louder, "Is someone here?"

I knock the box toward him.

"Is that a yes?"

Toward him again.

"Ok, so there's someone here. Do I know you?"

I knock it toward him.

"Were you related to me?"

This time it gets knocked away from him.

"No…Were you a friend of mine?"

Toward him.

"Were we just friends?"

Away from him.

"No? I didn't date anyone….Wait, were we brothers?"

I knock the box toward him again, hoping that he figures it out soon because I'm starting to feel the strain from using my energy.

"James?"

Toward him again.

Remus falls into the chair behind him, "How? Where? What?"

I roll my eyes, "Geesh, you have to form an actual sentence for me to be able to respond."

Remus frowns, "How do I know this isn't a trick? No it couldn't be. None of my wards were tripped and no one other than a Marauder knows where this house is at. What are you here for?"

"Something I can answer," I mutter and look around the room. The photograph that I ripped the last time I was here is still on the mantel piece. Walking over to it, I pick up the photo, and making sure to keep all my thoughts on it, carry it over to Remus and set it on his lap.

Remus picks up the picture, which contains Sirius, him and me, and then looks up with curiosity on his face.

"To remember? Are you trying to get me to think about what happened?" he asks, "Because I don't want to. Every time I do…I just can't."

Wondering if it would work, I focus on making myself heard, "Remus, don't think about what you've been told. Think about what you know when it comes to the Marauders."

A/N: ok, I'm gonna remind everyone that one day in heaven/the beyond/the netherworld/ whatever you want to call it is equal to one year on Earth. So that makes one week with James, Lily and Regulus equal to seven years on Earth. Plus that one day, equals eight years, so Harry is now...nine! Wow...things are gonna have to progress a little faster, don't ya think? Also there is a reason for Regulus to go to Azkaban, and they will start looking more at the destinies in the next chapter. Thanks for reading and please review!