Good Times

Marauders?

'Hawwy pway with Lea an' Pafoo,' the messy-haired toddler declared, his emerald eyes twinkling with delight. 

'Alright, Hazza we're going to go outside and play,' his godmother cooed, her blonde hair falling on his face, as she twirled with him in her arms. Unlike her younger twin-sister, who was a stark ginger, Azalea's hair was blonde much like her grandmother, mum and unfortunately, older sister, who hated the Evans twins. But did Lea give a shit? No. 'Paddy, come on!'

Padfoot, aka Sirius Black, was like Azzy's, (which only he was allowed to call her), older brother, the annoying yet loving kind. She was the only one allowed to call him Paddy, which annoyed the others greatly. He ran in, with his classic leather jacket look, with his wavy hair tied in a man bun, gently picked up his giggling godson and ran away, a annoyed Azalea left to catch up with them. 'Catch us if you can, Azzy!' he chuckled and ran to the lush gardens that surrounded them at Potter Manor. Harry's parents were currently preparing their new home at Godric's Hollow, and the proud godparents offered to babysit. 

'Padfoot, you fuc-,' she stopped remembering their was a toddler present, 'you fudging git,' she yelled as she turned into her animagus form and bounded to catch them. Once Harry was put down into a safe spot on the grass, she licked him and nuzzled his cheek, as he made grabby hands for her and snuggled with her animagus form. The other after looking and smiling at them, he turned into his grim form, a big black dog and started play-fighting with Nyx. Her eyes were in her furry form were like onyx stones, hence the name.

But neither of them realised that Harry had found a curious little object and threw his toy snitch at it. A bright light engulfed them, as Lea turned back and quickly grabbed Harry and held Padfoot's fur in his hands so it doesn't seperate them. The last thing left was the horrified look on her face.

1973

Sirius, Remus, Peter and James. The kings of mischief and terror. They ran down the halls as a bright light surrounded them. And there stood two people and a baby. Their backs turned towards them.

'Bloody Hell, Azzy what was that?' sounded familiar.

'I don't know Paddy, we better get to Dumbles, quick. Are we at Hogwarts?' the women said. 

'Who are you lot?' James or Prongs asked cautiously. 

'Wait...I know that voice!' the man exclaimed. They turned around, and that there was a sight. 

'Well spotted, Paddy,' she said an amused look on her face, 'we're in presence of the mini marauders,'

'MINI! We're not mini,' Padfoot jnr. yelled out in indignation. 

'Yup, that's you right there,' 

'Who are you!' Moony asked.

'Oh come on Moony, don't you recognise me? Prongs? Wormy? Mini Me?' the man asked each of them. Merlin what is going on? 'it's me Padfoot from the future,' 

'How do we believe you?' 'We solemnly swear to be up to no good,' 4 jaws dropped. They had just made that phrase and then how did they know? 

'How, What, Why,' Remus spluttered, 'time travel can only happen up till a few hours?'

'Well, nice to meet you again, Remmy, but this little troublemaker found a time turner or something in the garden, and well he threw a toy at it. He's curious like his parents,' the blonde said smiling lovingly at the toddler. 'How do you know me and that phrase?' he asked.

This time Padfoot snr. answered, 'This is Azalea and she's a marauder in the future,'

'Yeah, I was expelled from my old school and end them going here in a year's time. My twin goes here ya know. Lily Evans, perhaps. Prongs, you might know her?' she smirked at the last bit, as James steps forward and bombards her with questions. 

'Is that your baby?' Remus asked. 

'No, he's my nephew and our godson, Harry James,' she smiles and chuckles, 

'POTTER!' a voice yells, an angry redhead storms to them.