RESURGENCE

Chapter 6

Something that Dad and Uncle Padfoot have said multiple times is that they will teach me loads of pranks when I'm older. They say I'll be a marauder and create my own new generation of the marauders. That's partly true. I will have my own group of marauders but they won't be teaching me any pranks for a long time.

It pains me to know that in just a little less than a year my parents will be dead, my godfather in Azkaban, Wormtail a traitor, and Remus who knows where. I only think of these things when I'm alone and have zero distractions. That is why I always try and distract myself from over thinking these things. If I don't live in the now I'll be stuck living in the future and the future is gonna suck for like 13 years.

Living in the now is mostly important because I'm only five months old and I'm trying to make all the memories I can with my family before they're ripped away from me. That is why I'm currently on the floor playing with Padfoot and Wormtail in their animagus forms. That is until Padfoot decided to rudely walk away and go over to Moony. How dare he walk away when I wasn't ready to stop playing.

I decided to be amazing and crawl over to him. Yeah give him a little piece of my mind. As I crawled my way over to him I saw mum pull out her camera to take a magic photo. She does that a lot trying to preserve the memories in a magic photo album.

"James she's so advanced. How is she so advanced?"mum asked amazed.

"I have no clue," dad answered while staring at me with the same amount of amazement as mum.

"Who cares how. It's amazing and incredibly adorable," Sirius proclaimed while picking me up.

Don't think that calling me amazing and adorable will make me forget you walking away from our unfinished game. I almost had his tail when he just change back into human form and sat with Remus. I feel betrayed and vengeance will be mine.

"More playtime," I demanded while lightly pulling his hair.

"Oh I see how it is you only crawled over here to request more playtime," joked as he put me down. "I'll get you for pulling my hair too." He then transformed into padfoot.

Uh oh I think I've done it now. As soon as he put me down I hightailed it out of there but I wasn't fast enough because he easily caught me.

"Pa'foo stop no tickles," I screamed when he began to lick me getting dog slobber all on my face.

Everyone else soon began to laugh at my misfortune and mum even had the audacity to take a picture. I'm currently being tortured and she takes a picture.

"That's enough, that's enough," I yell in between my laughing.

Padfoot then transforms back to human and gives me a big grin. Oh you think it's funny too.

"That's enough," I say once more trying to catch my breath.

"Ok pup that's enough," he mocks.

Wow he's mocking me and I thought he was the adult clearly I was mistaken.

Time jump brought to you by Mr. Weasley trying to figure out the function of a rubber duck.

If I thought crawling was hard I didn't know what was coming when I tried to tackle walking. Being seven months old I expected walking to be hard because my muscles needed to be strengthened.

Here I am just chilling with mum and dad while playing with my ball. I rolled it to mum, mum rolled it to dad, and dad rolled it to me. Every time I rolled or caught it I would laugh my head off which they enjoyed. All of a sudden when I rolled the ball it rolled right passed them and to the other side of the room.

Dad went to get up and get it but I shouted, "no no no I want to go get it!"

He raised his hands in surrender and sat back down. I guess they thought I was gonna crawl well watch this. I proceeded to get in a position of being all the way up on my knees but when I stood on my feet I fell back down on my butt.

"Daddy help," I stated frustrated with my baby body.

Dad ran over to me and knelt down in order for me to use his shoulders to balance myself.

"James make sure she doesn't fall or go nowhere I'm going to get the camera," she exclaimed while running to go find the camera.

A few minutes later she came running back in the room camera in hand.

"Ok sweetie go get the ball," mum encouraged while waiting to take my picture.

I looked up at her and smiled all cute for the picture. I then put one foot in front of the other and began to toddle my way to the ball. Dad, being ever so worrisome, stayed beside me incase I fell.

After making my way to the ball I picked it up and turned to mum. I held it up and smiled all proud so I could look good for the picture. She snapped a few pics, a few being a bunch. The ones of me walking, picking up the ball, holding it up could fill a whole ass album. My mum loves to take pictures of me and I love it too. I wasn't spoiled like this in my last life, unless it was with my grandma and I'm loving it.

A/N
Sorry for the long wait but I'm back.