My Godfather is an Innocent Convict (Rewrite)

The Marauders Map

It took several more days for Harriet to figure out the code for the notebook. It took another month to sort everything in her mind.

Peter Pettigrew had held the nickname Wormtail. He had been a close friend of her father's as well. If her mother's account of the story up to Halloween was to be believed, he was entirely unsuspicious. A tad too innocent to be believed, in Harriet's opinion. Still it was a difficult to figure things out with limited clues and no background information.

It was however clear that her parents had been hiding from Dumbledore. Apparently her father had an artifact of some worth to the man. That and something about resurrection she didn't really understand even after a lot of research. She was pretty sure someone had removed the books from the library and she was also sure she knew who.

Midway into November, she was tackled by the Weasley twins.

"So we may have noticed you snooping around more often." Fred grinned.

"Particularly around teachers." George added.

"Now, I would really be a shame if you got caught."

"So we've decided it's time." The twins gave their signature mischievous smirk.

"Time for what?" Harriet was thoroughly confused.

"Time to pass on the most precious thing in all Hogwarts." Fred waved his arms like a circus host.

"This." George handed her a piece of parchment.

She raised an eyebrow. "This is a blank piece of parchment. You've given me a blank piece of parchment."

Fred chuckled. "Not for long. George, be a dear and do the honours."

"Certainly, Fred." He flourished his wand dramatically and poked the parchment with it. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!"

Immediately the parchment sprang to life, lines stretched across it and words flared up. Footsteps tapped along the drawn out corridors.

Harriet couldn'tbelieve her eyes. "Wait, this is-"

"A map of Hogwarts." George confirmed.

"That shows everyone, everywhere." Fred said.

"Who their with and what they're doing."

"Every minute of everyday."

"Wouldn't you want to keep this?" Harriet's was gaping at them like a fish.

"Benevolent as we are, we decided your need is greater." Fred ruffled her hair.

"Besides we need to look out for you." George shrugged.

"No you don't!" Harriet said.

The twins sighed.

"Harriet, we established this in out first year." George said.

"We adopted you."

"There's nothing you can do about it."

"You're stuck with our concern."

"Besides you only have nine lives and you almost died twice."

"I'm fairly sure it's cats that have nine lives, George."

"Close enough."

Harriet was still confused. "Wouldn't you rather pass this on to your sister?"

"Doesn't get in enough trouble."

"Or we've just built up the teachers tolerance."

Harriet looked back at the map.

'Mssrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs proudly present the marauders map.'

That was unexpected.

"You have got to be joking!" Harriet hissed. "That does it."

"You know most people would thank us." George said dryly.

"No, Moony and Padfoot are my godfathers! Possibly making Prongs my father!" Harriet explained wearily.

For two seconds, you could hear a pin drop.

"What!" George exclaimed.

"Since when?" Fred was also in shock.

"What did we miss?"

The twins were staring at her. It was now their turn to make fish impressions.

"So," Harriet took a deep breath before starting to explain, "I found a picture in my Mum's old photo album with the people in the photo being labeled as Uncle Moony and Uncle Paddy. Moony is Professor Lupin and Paddy, probably short for Padfoot, is Sirius Black. The thing is, Padfoot and Wormtail were asked to be secret keepers by my parents. Wormtails real name is Peter Pettigrew."

"The man Black murdered?" Fred raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe, my theory is that he was either murdered for revenge or he faked his death to get away and shift the blame. That or Black killed him to stop him snitching. Either way, Black might be innocent."

"Damn. That's a lot." George whispered.

"No kidding." Fred agreed.

Suddenly George gasped. "Wait, I think I may have seen a Pettigrew on the map!"

Two heartbeats and Harriet was flipping open the map, scouring it with her eyes for any sign of Peter Pettigrew.

"Son of a- Look!" She pointed. There, next to Ronald Weasley was a set of footprints attached to the name Peter Pettigrew.

"Holy shit." The twins looked at each other and then at Harriet.

"I need a plan," she said, "A really good plan. And to contact my other Godfather."

"Let us know if you need help." George said.

"Or a diversion." Fred offered.

They pretended to toss their hair. "Both services we provide."

"Thanks guys," Harriet smiled, "but I think I need to speak with Professor Lupin first. He should know that maybe he was right."

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