Finding The Way {A Harry Potter FanFiction}

Chapter 22: The Marauder's Map {Part I}

Hey people!

Well, this is a really, REALLY long post. It took me forever to copy parts from the book! Once I started, I just couldnt't stop! :)

I thought I'd point this out, for parts of this chapter, I mixed the movie and the book, so it'd fit with Leo and Phoenix being there.

Also, in my last chapter, I asked for more than 10 votes, and more than 8 comments. When I posted this, I had 29 votes, and 19 comments in about five days!!! Yay! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!

But, you also set a nigh standard for yourselfs! Now, I'm asking for more than30 votes, and more than 20 comments! Ha ha ha ha!

Or I'll post in two or threeweeks or so. I do have to write this all out long hand and copy it you know!

Enjoy my extra long chapter!

Phoenix POV

“I’m board.” Leo announced. Harry, Leo and I where the only ones in the common room. None of us said anything, so Leo went back to staring into space. He was probably thinking about his bike.

Leo was now obsessed with getting that motorbike to work. He had begged West for hours, then convinced him to go to a Muggle library and get books on vintage bikes. He always had his nose in them now, trying to get the thing working. Once or twice he’d taken people with him when he went to the forest to work on it. I thought it was a piece of junk, and that he should leave it to rust. I said that out loud, and Leo yelled at me for an hour about it. Hermione agreed with me, and her punishment for it was having Leo follow her around for a day making loud…suggestive comments. She eventually tried to put a silencing charm on him, but I swear, it made him louder. Ron and Harry on the other hand, loved the bike.

Harry had said randomly that he had once had a dream about a motorbike that flew. That comment caused Leo to run back to his books, trying to find a button or switch that was in them, hoping that would make his motorbike fly. Ron thought it was amazing, but he couldn’t grasp the concept of it. ‘Why not take a broom?’ he’d just ask. Hermione would just roll her eyes at him and in her bossy sort of voice (That I’d gotten used to) would say ‘Honestly Ronald, just take Muggle Studies!’

“Come on,” Hermione said, trying to make us smile. “Come see us off!” she begged. It was another Hogsmeand trip, which meant that it was another day that Leo, Harry and I where alone and board.

I reluctantly got up with Harry, and grabbed Leo’s hair to drag him with us. He grumbled but came along.

“Will you hush up?” I hissed at him. He glared at me and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“I just don’t get why we can’t go!” he whispered to me. “I mean, West could sign our forms, we have been living with him during the summers!”

“He’s not our guardian!” I told him as I waved at Ron and Hermione with a forced smile on my face. Leo flicked his hair to the side as he lead the way up the marble steps.

“So, what do you want to do?” I asked Harry, who’d been quiet. He just shrugged.

“Psst!” I heard from the under side of the steps. “Hey!” a quiet pair of voices said. “You three! Over here!” Fred and George said, appearing just in the corner of the hall.

“What are you doing?” Leo asked, still board.

“Why aren’t you at Hogsmead?” Harry asked them, confused.

“Get over here!” they hissed at us, waving us to a statue of a hunched over one-eyed witch.

“We’ve got a bit of festive cheer for you guys!” George said, grinning.