"Little Fwooper, do you mind doing the afternoon feeding?"

Amelia's grandfather's voice called up towards her room. Amelia answered back, "Yes, grand-da! I'll be right down."

Celeste cooed with her owlets. They've seem to grown since their hatching, of course. Each owlet had a mixture of each of their parents' colors. Amelia lightly scratched underneath Celeste's beak, "I'll be back, Celeste. I'll leave the window open for you if you need to get food for the young ones."

Celeste hooted in response. She watched her witch slip on her pair of work boots before heading down stairs. By the time Amelia got downstairs, there was a few witches and wizards in the living room and kitchen. Amelia slowed her last few steps to take in who she knew by face. Her brows knitted together. Tina came around with a tray filled with cups filled with pumpkin juice. She stride beside her granddaughter, "Mia, dear. Once you're done, mind heading up for a bit?"

Two familiar people came into Amelia's vision. Amelia absently nodded towards her grandmother, "Alright, grandmother."

Amelia slowly headed to the farm house shaking her head. Her brows stay knitted together. The sounds of sticks crunching underneath her boots didn't deter her away from her thoughts. Why were they here? They were scheduled to travel in the United States. Did something happen that they had to come back early? That was the whole reason for her to stay with her grandparents. That's how it always have been every year. She didn't mind it. They would come back during holidays and she would see them then. If she could herself, she would travel as well but her studies come first.

Amelia was greeted by some excited sounds from the creatures they housed in the farm house. A small smile graced her lips as she grabbed a bucket filled with Mooncalf kibble. She walked in the middle of their assigned area and each one of them hopped up and down on their legs. A giggle came out of her lips, "Easy now, I'm goin' to feed ya lot, promise."

She sprinkled the kibble in the air. Each Mooncalf hopped up to grab as much kibble they can. Amelia chuckled, "Easy now, darlin's. Everyone will get their fair share."

Once she was done with the Mooncalves, she headed towards the occamies. They chirped at the sudden attention. Amelia knelt down to their nest with their food, " 'Ello beauties. I brought you lot some delicious afternoon food."

Each occamy caught their meal in between their beaks. Happily they devoured their little mice. She decided to talk with the little serpentine creatures while they ate. Amelia rested her chin on her palm. Her cheek squished against her curled fingers. She pondered, "I wonder why mam and papa are home. And why grand-da and grandmother have all these people at the farm... Normally it's a quiet summer but it's not this time around. I guess I can ease drop if I really wanted to. What do you guys think?"

The occamies chirped. Amelia's lips went into a firm line. One side of her frowning lips were hiding into her palm. A low whistle jolted Amelia up straight. Immediately she reached for her wand, her light curls fell past her shoulders. Amelia stood up with her wand pointed at the unknown whistler. Slowly her raised wand hand dropped to her side. Her voice sounded confused, "Wh-what are you doin' here?"

"Nice outfit, Scamander, " A familiar voice coming from a certain black haired teen with their hands behind in the back jean pockets. A scowl graced Amelia's features as she fixed her wand back up in her hair. She rolled her eyes moving away from the occamies. Amelia had to ask, " Where's the rest of you lot?"

Right as Sirius was about to answer, a voice called out, "Pads! Check this out! The Scamanders got a huge creature in a large body of water!"

Those words made Amelia kick it into high gear. It took Sirius a moment the witch started running towards his friend before he started chasing after her.

"Ya idiot get away from there!," Amelia grabbed hold of the tall boy's shirt and pulled him back. James stumbled backwards tripping over his own feet.

Amelia is very fortunate this Kelpie is kind to her and her family for it's been with them for years. The Kelpie does not take well to people he does not know. Amelia released the Potter boy and grabbed a bucket filled with the beast's favorite food. Amelia pointed to the furthest point away, "I want ya idiot to stand far from here while I feed 'im. Black ya go with him too. I don't want to explain to my grand-da you lot lost yer hands to Kelpie."

Sirius grabbed James' bicep when he noticed his friend didn't move. James was at awe over the Kelpie who popped his head above the water. The two pairs of eyes met. Amelia moved in front of Kelpie's line of sight using her free hand to gesture to herself, "Ay, ya payin' attention to me now. Do ya want yer food or not?"

A loud whine came from the Kelpie. Amelia held out the bucket and the Kelpie immediately dug his snout into it. It took him a few seconds to scoop all the food resting in the bucket before he moved back into the large body of water. Amelia let her shoulders relax for a moment before she turned her heel towards the duo. Instead of pointing with a single finger to wag at the boy, she used the empty bucket. Sloshing sounds rattled inside the bucket.

Her voice was annoyed and furious,"I swear to Merlin, you don't seem to use that brain of yours. That wee beast is a Kelpie. It's a very dangerous creature that is prone to eat humans. Think of a siren of the seas but a horse. A magnificent beautiful aquatic horse."

James and Sirius didn't know how to react as they never seen the Hufflepuff truly angry before. Sirius raised his brows as Amelia moved the stray strands of hair out of her face. She took a deep breath, "Now Black you never answered my question. What are you lot doin' here?"

Sirius licked his lips, "The Potters were invited. When James heard where they were going, he had us tag along."

He couldn't help but answer her non jokingly. He didn't want to step more into this unknown territory with the short girl. Amelia knitted her brows. She rubbed her forehead mumbling, "What is goin' on?"

Amelia narrowed her eyes at the boys, "Are there anyone else who is at me grand-da's home?"

James rubbed his neck. He murmured, "Well Remus should be around."

Her eyes shot over to the other pure blood as if he had anything to add. Sirius shoved his hands into his jean pockets. Amelia rolled her eyes before placing the bucket to its original spot. She headed over to the Nifflers. Her own, Truffles, was looking to have his pouch full of trinkets and coins. Amelia grabbed a little pouch filled with their nibbles, "Here you go, wee things."

James appeared to her side, "Don't you have bowtruckles?"

Amelia raised an eyebrow at the question, "O'Course, we do. Grand-da loves them. He had a bowtruckle where ever he went till Pickett, unfortunately, passed on."

Amelia didn't see James nudging Sirius in the ribs as in 'see what did I tell you'. A voice called out, "Amelia?"

The boys turned to the voice with big grins on their faces. James responded, "I figured you'd be here, Moony!"

After the Nifflers, Amelia continued doing her rounds with the boys slowly trailing behind. Remus finally found them in the back by the Leucrotta. Remus paused mid-step to look at the large beast. Amelia was petting it's snout whispering sweet-nothings to it. James wrapped an arm around Remus' neck, "Isn't this bloody crazy at how many creatures the Salamanders own?"

Sirius shook his head to get a hair out of his face. Amelia noticed James wrangling poor Remus. She rather leave them to it themselves than getting involved. Amelia knew Remus can get out of James' grip or handle James in general. All of the marauders except maybe Peter can. Amelia turned her attention towards Sirius. Amelia held out her hand, "Come here, Black."

Sirius knitted his brows together, " 'M good. You do your little thing."

The girl rolled her eyes before reaching out grabbing his hand. He fussed, "I said I'm good."

Amelia placed his hand on the Leucrotta's snout. The Leucrotta huffed. Amelia spoke softly, "He's not goin' to hurt you. You be nice, Bacchus."

Sirius was hesitant at first. He never seen this creature before. Amelia moved Sirius' hand in a petting motion. Sirius spoke, "Of course I wouldn't hurt it."

Amelia snorted, "I wasn't talkin' to him. I was talkin' to you. The only thing that can be disturbin' 'bout ole Bacchus is his mouth."

Sirius knitted his brows in confusion. Amelia released Sirius' hand, "Now don't stop pettin' him. I need to grab his food."

Sirius hissed, "Don't leave me here with it."

Her lips turned into a smirk, "Don't be a baby, he's only slightly taller than you if you don't count his antlers."

James saw Sirius next to a creature and petting it. His lips went into an excited smile, "Oi, Siriu-!"

Amelia grabbed the back of James' shirt pulling him away, "Nu-uh. Don't ya dare. Ya spook the Leucrotta then you'll have a hurt Black. You stand over there."

Turning to Remus, she ordered the teen, "Make sure he don't spook the Leucrotta. I don't want to explain to my grand-da I allowed someone pet Bacchus."

Remus took hold of James' shirt, "Oh come now, James."

The girl disappeared into the other side of the farm house. She plucked out some greens along with some shrubbery. She didn't need to see where she was going. She grew up in this farm house. The shrubbery was taller than her hiding her form. Once the werewolf teen saw her, he offered, "Do you need some help, Amelia?"

Sirius bit the inside of his cheek. Amelia called out from behind the shrubbery, "I'm good!"

With that being said, she plopped the Leucrotta's food on the ground. She grabbed a long piece of shrub holding it out to Bacchus, "Now Black you can move. I just wanted to make sure he was in a good mood for a feedin'. He loves to have his daily pets."

Sirius stumbled back when he saw the large mouth open to munch on the shrub. James' eyes widened, "Not sure if I'm fascinated or wanting to run away."

Amelia giggled, "As I was tellin' Black, the only thing disturbin' about Bacchus is his mouth. It's impossibly large and terrifying especially when you have to brush his teeth."

The boys couldn't take their eyes off at the large mouth. It was disturbing but also oddly fascinating that a creature that could look so normal have a huge mouth. Amelia piped up, "After this, we could head back. My grandmother told me to head up once I'm done. Considerin' you lot are here, you'd have to go with me."

Sirius slowly stepped out of the Leucrotta's pen. Amelia wouldn't blame him. It took her a while to gain Bacchus' trust. Bacchus only trusted Sirius due to her. James proposed an idea, "Why don't we listen in on their conversations? It is a little strange our parents are gathering around. I didn't even know my parents knew your grandparents, Salamander."

Remus rolled his eyes, "Everyone knows the Scamanders, James."

Amelia agreed with James, "He has a point, Remus. Just because my grandparents then parents are well-known amongst the wizardin' community doesn't mean they're on first name basis. That is guessin' they are, that is."

Amelia gave one last pet to Bacchus, "Now eat up, you. Later, grand-da and I are brushin' them teeth."

The boys involuntary shivered at that thought. Amelia dusted off her hands, "Alright, shall we?"

By the time the four teens got to the house, the living room and dining room was bustling with people. The teens had to push their way through people. Amelia felt her hand get grabbed. She nearly had a fright turning to look at the owner. Sirius' lips turned into a smirk, "Did I just make your heart skip?"

Amelia frowned pulling her hand out of his, "Bloody no. You startled me, you arse. Now why did you grab my hand?"

Sirius' eyes glanced around which made her in turn look around. He responded, "We don't know the way to go. We never been here. There's too many people around to follow you perfectly."

Amelia felt stupid. Amelia let out a deep breath. She mumbled, "Fine."

She grabbed his hand to his surprise. Behind him, Remus got hold of Sirius' shirt and James had Remus' shirt. Sirius now noticed her hand was warm. A little rough where she picked up callouses due to work around the farm. He could feel in certain spots her skin was soft. Really soft as if she made an effort to try to keep the callouses down by lotion or a potion. Amelia tugged the boys through the crowd to the stairs. Then she released Sirius' hand and climbed the stairs. Once out of adult earshot, James rubbed his hands together, "So we listening in or what?"

Amelia frowned, "Is this what it is like with you lot together? Tryin' to get in trouble?"

Remus crossed his arms shaking his head at James, "Just about. Only these two do the most of it."

Sirius added in, "If I recall Moony, you did the last prank before we ended the year."

Amelia squinted at the boys, "And what kind of nickname is Moony? Prongs? Padfoot? It's not much of a secret especially when you openly call each other that at school."

James came up with an excuse, "Based it off of our personalities."

Amelia didn't buy it one bit. She had an inkling 'Moony' is due to Remus' werewolf side. She could only imagine the other nicknames had to do with their chosen animaguses. Amelia let out a long breath, "Even if we could listen in, how would we even go about that? I am sure if we get near their shindig, we would be immediately shooed away."

Sirius shrugged, "Not if you're quiet, Scamander. You can be quiet, right?"

Amelia took off her work boots placing them with her other shoes. Amelia muttered, "You can be quiet, right? Doesn't know who he talkin' to."

Unfortunately, Amelia doesn't know what animal the duo chose for their animagus. So she doesn't know Sirius could pick up her muttering. James, being a deer animagus, he has the same hearing as a normal human. Remus nearly snorted at her words. Sirius rolled his eyes. Amelia pointed to their shoes, "You lot best take them off. We have wood floors and they're not the quietest when it comes to shoes."

The boys slowly took their shoes off. Remus placed his shoes next to Amelia's work shoes. Then it was James' and then Sirus'. Amelia took out her wand. Her light curls fell on her shoulders. She gestured her wand to the boys, "Now we should do a quietening charm to make sure they don't hear us around."

Remus held his chin with his hand. He nodded agreeing, "That would be best."

James raised his hand, "I can do the charm if you'd like. I'm pretty excellent at charms if I say so myself."

Amelia looked over at Remus to see if James was telling the truth. Remus raised an eyebrow at her giving look before he nodded. Amelia then fixed up her hair threading her wand through it. Amelia gave a nod, "Alright, have a go at it then."

James casted the quietening charm on all four of them. James poked his head out of the bedroom door looking around. Amelia rolled her eyes pulling him out of the door way, "My room is the only one up here. I have the tallest point of the house. Let's go down before we miss anymore talk."

Sirius took in the words 'my room'. He did a quick glance over around the room. He noticed some quidditch gear leaning against the wall. A few potion ingredients were neatly lined up on a table next to a cauldron. A few muggle band posters were hung up on the wall. He raised an eyebrow at the band choices. Sirius didn't realize the others already left the room till Amelia came back and grabbed his hand, "What are ya doin'? Let's go before the charm wears off."

She pulled him down the steps where the two were waiting. James teased, "Snogging up there? Took you two a bit."

Amelia released Sirius' hand to smack James' head, "Oh shush you. Now the voices seem like they're in the dining room. Follow me."

The quad snuck around in a line towards the dining room.

At the head of the table stood Dumbledore. On each side of him were the Scamanders. The Scamanders didn't have a long table. It might fit eight people at the table. Her grandparents generally took the heads of the table. Then her parents and her on one side and then her uncle. That was for the holidays. Now with strangers in her grandparents' home... The seats were taken but also people were standing to the sides.

Dumbledore started, "Voldemort is growing strong. We need to start looking into the younger generation in this time of need. I already have a list of those who I'd like to offer."

The headmaster looked over at Amelia's parents, "One of the few students is your daughter, Charles."

In the corner on the other side of the wall, the teens were huddled together. The boys glanced over at Amelia. Amelia's ears burned. Her body felt cold. Does this mean she would have to enter the warfare? Amelia didn't hear Dumbledore's next words, "As well as James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin. A few others to add but I'd like to speak with their parents and the children. They were not able to attend to this meeting. Those who I mentioned personally, I hope you understand why I tell you this."

Charles Scamander stood up rubbing his forehead. Charles piped up, "Sorry, I'm trying to wrap my head around this. You want children, just kids, to help fight this battle against he-who-shall-not-be-named."

Lyall Lupin seemed nervous, "It's not particularly safe."

Dumbledore knew the backlash from the parents. Newt tapped his finger against his other hand in thought. Newt understood the parents' worries. The elder Scamander glanced around the room before his eyes landed to the entry way. He had a feeling.

Newt piped up, "I think... I think it's up to the children. They are turning to of age to use magic. They'll be starting their 7th year at Hogwarts. Of course, I'm not saying to have them join right away. I'm saying after they are finished with their schooling and they would like to, start them on the small things such as scouting."

The concerned parents kept quiet. Joyce, wife of Charles, tugged on her husband's sleeve to usher him to sit. He slowly sat down. Charles hated when his father was right. Charles huffed pointing a finger at Dumbledore, "I'll only be okay with this if she wishes it and I am sure with the other parents here feel same way when I say they need to start out small and work their way up."

Dumbledore stayed quiet but gave a quick nod. Lyall seemed to be on edge still, due to his son's werewolf side... However he seemed to be okay with what Newt came up with. Lyall studied the Scamander family thinking of the type of daughter and granddaughter they brought up to help out his son by creating potions for during the time of month. Lyall's son wrote to him when he received his first batch. He hasn't seen the girl yet and would like to personally thank her.

In the other room, it was James who grabbed Remus' hand who in turn grabbed Amelia's. Last but not least, she grabbed Sirius' while she was being dragged upstairs. The four need to talk.

Once they were in her room, James breathed out, "Bloody hell."

Each of them released each other's hands. Sirius shoved his hands in his pockets. He shrugged, "Well I think its good they want to add more to their ranks. Muggles and Muggle-borns don't deserve the treatment and death he and his followers been giving them."

Remus nodded in agreement. James felt excitement build up inside him, "We can finally do something. We can finally protect those of magic or non-magic. It beats sitting around in the classroom doing nothing."

Amelia bit the inside of her cheek. She hugged herself, feeling light anxiety build up. She knew she could handle her own if it came down to it. Her O. proved it. Just the thought of possibly dying to a curse is what got her tripped up. It was an irrational fear. She felt the room start to get dizzy.

Sirius heard quick breathing to his right. The only person to his right was Amelia. Sirius asked, "Are you okay there?"

The two, mainly James was talking, paused to look over at Sirius then Amelia. Amelia breathed out, "I... I feel dizzy."

Remus, who was closest to her, saw her stumble caught her by the arm, "Easy there, Amelia."

Amelia grabbed his arm for support before she started to walk backwards to her bed. She dragged him to the side of it to gain stability. Amelia placed a hand on her forehead, "I... I need water."

James didn't think when he headed out of the room. Remus asked, "Are you having a side effect to the charm?"

Amelia shook her head, "No. James did that perfectly. It's... It's nothing. I just need to sit down and drink water."

Sirius eyed the girl, "Are you afraid of going into war?"

James, with Joyce on his heels, entered the room. James handed her the water, "Sorry your mom came up."

Joyce placed her hands on Amelia's cheeks. Amelia tried pry herself away from her mom's grip. Joyce gave her a look and spoke in a tone that made Amelia stop, "Stop."

Amelia searched her mother's eyes before answering her mother's unvoiced questions, "I'm fine, ma. Just a little attack is all. I feel a bit better sitting down."

Joyce studied her daughter for a bit more before taking in a deep breath, "I nearly got thought somethin' was really wrong when the boy came in a bit frantic. Nearly thought givin' 'im a calmin' draught."

Amelia glanced behind her mother to James. James ruffled through his black hair sheepishly. Amelia turned back to her mother, "I'm fine. I promise."

Joyce released her daughter before deciding to head down. Before she left, she reminded the teens, "If ya need anythin' let me know or Mia's grand-mam."

The boys chorused, "Yes, ma'am."

The mother of the female teen headed downstairs. Sirius asked, "What happened, Scamander?"

Not wanting to answer, Amelia drank the water till the glass was empty. The boys were waiting for an answer. Amelia changed the subject, "Well, who wants to see the new baby owls? They've grown since you lot seen them. They're beautiful."

She felt her energy come back slowly but enough to push herself off the bed. Sirius knew he wasn't going to get an answer. His lips turned into a frown and he crossed his arms. It didn't go unseen by Amelia. James didn't press the issue further as he didn't want to make the girl uncomfortable. Remus glanced over at Sirius. He wondered why the eldest Black kept pressing the issue when the girl wasn't ready to tell them. Remus didn't blame her, it was none of their business and the three of them weren't close friends with her.

A/N: So I'm putting this out there. The teens knew of Voldemort. They knew he did a ton of bad things and he has a group called Death Eaters. I just have it when they're at school or even at home its not talked much cause they were kids it didn't concern them... At least not yet. This is a verrrrrrrrrry long chapter. I tried to introduce their wedge into the First Wizarding War and the Order. I figured since Newt was such good ole 'friend' with Dumbledore in Crimes that he would offer his home for the Order at some point to help fight against the evil rising.

I hope you guys enjoy! Let me know what you guys think! Have a wonderful day or night.