Remus is sitting back in his chair, holding his thermos with a new batch of potion-laced tea that James made him. Remus' chair is joined by several others in a large, spread-out circle, though Albus and Gellert have grouped up.

Tom is the next one along after Gellert, legs crossed at the knee, face completely blank as his gaze slowly moves between people, looking them up and down and seeming to do some complicated maths.

Tom seems contemplative and not at all contrite for what happened earlier (neither is Sirius so Remus doesn't take it personally). Tom sits silently now, having stopped interacting after asking for the third time how he was knocked out and Harry responded with my condolences for your family.

Remus has James beside him and Sirius the next one over, both of them now guarding James because that was not a fun experience. Wormtail is once again hidden on James' body because James is always willing to coddle him. No one else saw Peter transform since Albus and Gellert were already unconscious (again) and Tom was hit in the back.

Harry saw, but he seems to know a lot anyway. Right now Harry stands instead of taking a chair like the rest of them, arms crossed and eyes darting to where Tom sits across from him if Tom even so much as breathes too deeply.

Harry is holding all the wands because he doesn't trust anyone else, which is smart of him. As soon as Sirius gets back a wand, he's going straight for Tom. Remus just barely convinced him not to do it wandless either. Remus doesn't bother asking how James lost his wand too, no need to even guess how he ran straight to his fallen friends in blind panic without thinking things through.

"It wasn't personal," Sirius is saying, clearly bored with the topic.

Albus is rubbing his temple because he got knocked out twice in a row and must be feeling it. Or maybe it's the usual headache from interacting with the Marauders. "Did it not occur to you three that you've never seen any of us before? Three of us are from Hogwarts, Tom is literally wearing Slytherin robes right now."

"It did seem weird," James admits. "But also I don't pay attention to losers, so it was fifty-fifty."

Sirius barks out a laugh. "Doesn't make much of a difference either. Knowing about this place isn't a problem, it's you knowing about our Remi."

"I have no problem with werewolves," Gellert says easily, giving Remus a smile.

"Oh wow, really?" James gasps in delight. "Oh Merlin, that's fantastic! Gosh, I can't believe I was so mean to you before, I'm sooo silly being worried about a complete stranger, will you pinkie promise not to ruin my best friend's entire fucking life?"

Remus sips his tea and the moon is strong enough that he scans the newcomers without reservation. He can be kicked out of Hogwarts, his wand snapped, no NEWTs and no job prospects on top of the already rampant discrimination.

Other students have found out over the years. Not many but Sirius has gotten very good at obliviates.

"We won't make any trouble for you, we just want to get home," Albus says earnestly.

"It's going to cost you the last two hours," Remus states.

"Maybe a punch for that shit you pulled," Sirius sneers at Tom.

"None of that," Harry says firmly. "Can you at least tell us what this place is? Where are we, is it safe?"

"I dunno," Sirius says petulantly. "Found it."

"You said this place was yours," Gellert argues.

"Yeah, it's called finders keepers, bitch," Sirius retorts and James giggles because those two are horrible together and just build off each other.

Remus, as always, is the one who has to step in. "We made this place. It's a pseudo fey realm, layered over the Forbidden Forest. We were going to take out the moon, so I could spend the night here instead without having to transform. The realm itself isn't dangerous."

"How did you make it?" Albus asks in confusion.

"When a mummy realm and a daddy realm love each other very much…" James begins.

Sirius barks out a laugh. "Fuck you, that's how."

"Okay!" Harry says. "Thank you, Sirius. Albus, that was off topic."

Albus gives Harry a tight smile. "Sorry. What I meant to say was; do you know what might have caused the timelines to merge? Is it going to be a serious problem for us?"

"What time is it?" James asks, instinctively flicking his hand to call out a wand that isn't there.

"10:30-ish," Remus says.

James looks over in confusion. "How do you know that? You don't have your wand."

"I have a watch."

"Oh."

"I'm more powerful than you know," Remus deadpans.

"Yeah, alright," James scoffs.

"You got absolutely trashed," mocks Sirius.

"Please," Harry sighs heavily. "Please can we just stay on topic for like five seconds?"

Remus leans forward. "Now imagine six years of this, 24/7 during a school year."

"I'm a fucking angel, how dare you!" James cries in outrage.

"Yeah, I'm very considerate of your pathetic feelings!" Sirius chimes in. "You remember that one time I said you weren't ugly?"

"Considerate?" Remus echoes, incredulous as he falls back into the chair. "Flip past a whole thirteen pages more in the dictionary, and you'll find yourself under cunt."

James throws his head back with the force of his laughter. Fine, maybe Remus isn't the mature one but, you know, relatively…

Harry shifts his weight to the other foot. "Do you, or do you not, know why the timelines got mixed up?"

Sirius raises an eyebrow and when he speaks it's with heavy sarcasm. "Yeah we made a custom realm but we have no idea how it works. We just jerked off each other's wands until magic came out."

"You could just answer and this conversation would end faster," Harry points out evenly, and Remus is genuinely surprised by his patience with Sirius and James.

"It was so much work to do and now it's probably ruined," James groans, flopping over his chair and half into Sirius' lap. "Magic is so hard, I wish people would just pay me to be attractive."

"If only you were attractive," Sirius shoots back.

"Attractive enough for your mum." James makes a disgusted face. "Wait, let me try that again."

Sirius is already laughing. "Nah, nah, you've made your bed now lie in it."

"My bed is your bed, asshole. We're fucking your mum together."

James and Sirius crack up, falling over each other.

"They didn't get much sleep last night," Remus tries to excuse them. "Like at all."

Harry purses his lips. "Remus, can you please answer?"

"Fey realms are outside of time," Remus explains. "Time moves strangely inside, and it leaks out through the entrance, so the entrance travels through time as well. We nailed this place down to follow the human clock but that might have also nailed it down in all times considering you four came through at once. You can theoretically walk right back out into your timeline."

"That's incredible magic," Gellert admits in awe. "I mean I really don't like any of you, but to make an artificial fey realm and even manipulate it like this is prodigious."

"My dick's right here if you want to suck it," Sirius offers.

"Would not recommend," James stage-whispers to Gellert.

"You two should go to sleep!" Harry says loudly. "Remus, thank you. We'll make -I don't know- vows or something to not talk about this whole clusterfuck, so if you could just point us towards the entrance…?"

Tom hums. "All fey realms are connected to each other in some way, how are you planning on keeping the fey out?"

"That's a good question," says a new voice.

The seven boys turn to see a human sized fey with massive petal wings perched in a tree branch, skin bleach white and glittering, naked except from the various flora growing straight out from their skin, vines shifting around their limbs as they lean forward.

"Because you know," the fey says with a smile full of needle teeth. "Once humans enter, it would be bad manners to ever let them leave."

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A/N: (insert more content here lol)

I mean they could do a whole adventure thing where they band together and play to their strengths as they escape from the massive summer fey court?

Harry bribes Gellert and Albus with James' invisibility cloak as a piece of the Hallows, and Tom with various things (many things, Harry knows everything and alternates between bribes and outright threatening).

Albus and Gellert want to take over a new realm and make a place where magic doesn't need to be hidden. The Marauders are just having fun. Tom wants to know the future so he plays along.

Or Tom could just AK some fucking fairies while Gellert applauds in the background and Harry pretends he doesn't see anything.