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“It was an improvement, really!” said Sirius Black, as Lily Evans dragged him, and his two best friends Remus Lupin and James Potter, down to Dumbledore’s office. He was referring to the charm that had caused Snivellus’s toenails to grow at an alarmingly fast rate, much to the amusement of the crowd that had formed around them. And the reason they were headed towards the headmaster now - for a little ‘talk’ Lily called it.

“Lily? Will you go out with me?” Asked James hopefully. It was only the third time this week, he thought, she might have changed her mind by now. He had been asking her just about weekly, or even more often, ever since third year. Lily Evans - she was just so perfect, and amazing, even when she was telling him off. Actually, he never heard what she was saying then anyways, because, really, it was just an excuse to look at her.

“Lemon Drop.” Lily said as way of an answer, watching the stone gargoyles jump away to let them pass through. “Go up. Stay up. I’m leaving now.” She instructed them, pointing up the stairs, then spinning on her heel, back to the Great Hall for dinner.

The boys obediently waited in the four armchairs in front of Dumbledore’s large desk. The fourth chair on the end, usually reserved for Peter, was empty. He had mysteriously turned orange walking to Charms, and Madame Pomfrey was sorting him out in the hospital wing. Waiting for Professor Dumbledore turned out to be rather dull, and after five minutes or so, James and Sirius had gotten up to check he place out. Dumbledore had all sorts of dangerous things for them to mess with. “Hey Moony, come look!” Called James to his best friend, Remus. “What the heck is this supposed to be?” He held up a small, golden hourglass on a necklace.

“It’s a time turner, Prongs.” Remus said, looking over to him. “Don’t touch it, McGonagall’s going to kill us as it is.” But James was already spinning the hourglass, faster and faster as the grains of sand flew aimlessly. It went on for quite a while, until it stopped without notice.

“That’s weird...why’d it stop?” James asked, putting it up to his ear and shaking it.

There wasn’t any more time for questioning, as the door to the large office flew open, and all three boys jumped, sliding the time turner behind James’s back.

“We didn’t do anything, we swear by it!” Sirius said loudly, and foolishly. He was experienced enough now to know better than that but he’s an idiot. Albeit a gorgeous, popular one, who - this surprises everyone - gets pretty decent grades. Acceptable and Exceeds Expectations anyways.

“Padfoot,” Remus said, a reminder that he really was a git, in the friendly tone of a warning.

“Your not Dumbledore...” said Lily Evans suspiciously. “And what’s that behind your back Potter? Give it up!”

“A Time Turner.” Said James, holding it out to her.

“Can’t refuse her anything.” Sirius muttered. “Shameless.”

“And was it broken when you got it?” Lily asked, eyebrow raised, and ignoring Sirius. But there was no time for replies, because the four of them - Sirius, James, Remus, and Lily - were no longer there.

For a moment they hung in non-existence. Then they were back in Dumbledore’s office, same positions as before. “Blimey, Prongs, what did you do?” Sirius asked, flabbergasted.

“Y-you didn’t spin it did you?” Lily asked, apprehensive and whispering. James’s horrified look was all the answer she needed, before she added, in an even lower voice: “I don’t think it’s 1974 anymore.”

“No, its not, Lily.” said Dumbledore, before the boys could utter girlish screams. The quartet spun around, but there was no one there. No one - except a portrait of Dumbledore, along the wall with all the other deceased headmasters. Deceased...?

“Your not...dead?” Asked Remus, a panicked look frozen on his face. Dumbledore gave him a small half smile in response. Then they all really did scream, in shock and sadness.

“That’s a side effect of skipping twenty-four years.” Dumbledore said kindly. “Things change.”

“But we couldn’t travel through time. It’s impossible! Doesn’t happen! Nope, this is just some sick joke Snape thought of. Yup, that’s it. Snivellus better watch his back.” James was muttering, refusing to accept it. Remus, meanwhile, was curled into the fetal position, rocking back and forth. Sirius hadn’t moved an inch. Lily, who was still capable of thought, was matching the years up in her head.

“Professor Dumbledore, explain.” She whispered, eyes closed, with her hand on her head like it was hurting her. “Quickly?”


A few hours later, the four of them were sent out of the room, up to date on the real world, and clutching their new schedule like a lifeline. James had had Lily dye his hair brown, in hopes of diminishing his look-a-likeness to his...his...son. Lily had changed the color of her eyes, and was quietly contemplating how she could possibly gotten married to the toe rag Potter. Much to her annoyance, she totally understood it, and had to put on a completely fake expression of anger that Lily. was sure everyone could see through. Meanwhile, Sirius was feeling very alive for a dead person and Lupin decided it was high time to speak allowed.

“We bloody messed up.” He told them all solemnly.

“Hell yeah we did.” Agreed Sirius wholeheartedly.

The only thing that really made it ten times worse is that Dumbledore didn’t know how to get them back. Apparently, Harry and his friends had managed to ruin every single one of the Ministries time-turners (Takes after his father, Dumbledore had said), and no one Dumbledore knew of owned one of their own. The teachers would be notified of who they really were, and Dumbledore would try his best to find them a way home.

"So what next?” Asked Lily. The four of them had been walking, immersed in their own thoughts, for almost twenty minutes. Her stomach growled in response before any of the boys had said anything. They had just about come to acceptance with the fact that it was now 1988, because, after all - the marauders have gotten in some pretty crazy messes before. With a best friend that’s a werewolf, the ability to turn into animals at will, and a cloak that makes them invisible its hard not to. At least, its hard if your as crazy-obsessed as the marauders.

“We eat.” Announced Sirius. “What better way to connect to the world of the future?”

“Hear, hear!” James called in response.

“Now, remember.” Lily lectured to them, reciting Dumbledore’s words. “My name’s going to be Lillian Eriks, Lil for short - same as always. Sirius Barnes- you’ll just keep your name. And James - you’ll be Jamie Poole. Remus - Ryan Louis. Easy enough? Try not to slip up and NO using the ‘marauder’ nicknames. We tried to keep them similar so you don’t mess up.” The boys had stopped paying attention toward the end of that, as they had caught sight of the Great Hall and had a whiff of the smells inside.

“Time travel sure does take it out of you” Sirius announced, heading down the Gryffindor table, making room for himself at the end with the oldest looking students.

“Who are you?” Asked Ronald Weasley through mouthful of french bread.

“Ron!” Hermione Granger scolded

“Sirius Barnes.” Said Sirius, filling his plate to the breaking point with all the pasta and bread the house-elves had prepared. “And that’s my mates Jamie, Re-Ryan, and Lillian.” He took a break from shoveling the food in his mouth to point to each of them.

“We’re exchange students from America.” Lily, now Lillian said smoothly, sliding in the bench alongside Hermione. “I’m sure the headmaster will introduce us at the end of the meal. Who are you?”

“I’m Hermione Granger.” Hermione told her, then pointed to each of her fellow students in turn, “And that’s Ron Weasley, Lavender Brown, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, Parvati Patil, and Harry Potter. We’re the 7th years.”

“Potter?” James, now Jamie asked, shaking his head as if it wasn’t working right. He looked exactly like him.

“That’s the one.” Harry replied, used to people watching him. But still...the intensity of Lillian and Jamie’s eyes on him was disconcerting.

I had a kid with her? Was ringing through James mind over and over. He couldn’t wrap his mind around it, Evans had said no again and again, but now? And Harry is practically identical to me, except...

I had a kid with him? The words were screaming in Lily’s mind, but she couldn’t wrap her head around it. And those eyes...they were HER green eyes. Now, more than ever, Lily was glad that Dumbledore had warned them to change some of their features slightly. But would the obvious differences be enough? Or would it show through...?

Hermione was watching the new students with interest. It wasn’t often that students switched schools, and almost never in their last two years of schooling. “That’s interesting, why’d you come all the way from America?” She asked them.

Lily started to answer but was interrupted by Remus, “No we just thought we’d see the world. New York wasn’t big enough for us anymore. It’s so amazing here though, and this is from a half-blood who grew up without magic.”

“Really?” Asked Hermione eagerly, “Me too, I never even knew magic existed until I got my letter from Hogwarts when I turned 11. I can’t imagine a place better than Hogwarts. Right Harry?”

But Harry wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation, rather, he was watching Sirius with an undying interest. He’d never heard of the name until he met his godfather, and now he knew two black-haired men who shared it? But Sirius was dead. Dead. And, as Harry knew well, couldn’t come back, it was just coincidence. “What an odd name, Sirius. I used to know someone name that, but he...he died.”

“It’s a small world.” Was all the reply Harry got, because Sirius really had no idea what to say, since those words, more than anything, were concrete proof. It’s official - Sirius Black had died. was dead. “Dammit.” He added under his breath.

“Sorry?” Asked Hermione, hoping she had misunderstood. She didn’t know about Sirius, but she certainly liked Ryan. He was just so...nice. And smart too, Hermione could tell.

“Er, nothing.” Sirius replied, brushing her comment away. “Want to find out where our beds are Pr-uh, Jamie?”

“Let’s.” James replied, gulping down his pumpkin juice, then getting up with some cookies to go.

“I’ll join you!” Said Remus, getting up and following them out the large double doors of the Great Hall. As soon as they were out of hearing range of the other 7th years, he spoke. “Is this surreal or what?”

“It’s crazy, Moony.” Sirius told him wholeheartedly. He was still contemplating his deadness, not bothering to take into account that James and Lily were too. How? How did he die? The sadistic question was bothering him, and he hoped he died doing something right.

James didn’t even care that he was dead, because he wasn’t really, not right now. But he was married! And not just married to anyone - but to Lily Evans, love of his life. How much better could life get? She would have to give him a chance now. “So how long are we going to have to keep up the pretenses?” He asked to no one in particular, even though he knew Moony would be the one who answered.

“Till we leave. Or until they find us out,” remus replied. “You have to admit, our disguises are so transparent that they’ll figure out sooner or later. That Hermione Granger looked pretty smart if you asked me.”

“Ooh la la, does Moony have a little crush?” Asked Sirius in a joking tone, taking a bit of edge from the situation.

“Of course not!” Cried out Remus, a bit too quickly. “We can’t have intimate relationships with people who are the age of our CHILDREN! We’ll be leaving soon, anyway, if all goes good.”

“Let’s see if he still says that in a week.” Sirius said, nudging James.

“One galleon says he sticks to his word.” Replied James.

“Your on.” Sirius shook on it.

“I give up!” Remus said, heading to the Gryffindor common room to find his bed.

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