Days of the Future Past: We were never gone; The Marauders

Halloween

Sirius Black POV:

Poor, poor Remus. He believed that was James and Lily kissing by their backs. Red hair and jet black hair.

That was actually Frank and Alice snogging. We laughed when he confronted James. Afterwards, James held me back. "I actually do wish it was me," he mutters, and I smile broadly.

We both head to the Great Hall. Lunch is being served. Roast beef, pudding and pumpkin juice. To our surprise, Snape is walking towards our table.

"What do you want, you ugly git?" James asks. I roar with laughter. Snape's face flustered. He made a move for his wand, but retracted his hand.

"I'm here to talk to Lily, not you." he says pointedly. I gesture to the ground.

"Let's roll out the magical carpet for Snivellus the Stupid." I pause, as laughter erupts around our area. "So he can find his way to his fiancé's home." Everyone laughs at him as he stalks away.

Remus looks up from his book. "We have to go to the library." He says absentmindedly. "To look up some hexes and jinxes." He finishes and shoves his nose into a book.

"Lupin, why do you read so much?" Comes a drawling voice. James and I groan, whirling around. "First years like you who are so cocky get detention, you know. Especially for being snitches." He eyes us carefully. I've had enough.

"NONE OF US ARE SNITCHES YOU PRAT!" I roar in rage. He shakes his head.

"Tut tut. You must not tell lies. One of you landed me in trouble with Mcgonagall." Peter shrunk in the corner. Suddenly, Lily, a few seats away, speaks. I didn't even know she was here.

"Shut up Lucius, you got yourself in trouble." She snaps.

"Ten points apiece, Black and Evans. Potter, mind your attitude around me, and you'll be al-"

"SHUT UP YOU PIECE OF-" James started, but Malfoy cut him off.

"Five points Potter." he said cooly. "Pettigrew, stop trying to blend in with the table. Lupin, be normal for once." He stalked away. Lupin's face looked waxy and sunken.

"I... Feel ill." He said, clutching his stomach. "I need to leave." He sprints out the Great Hall. James gives me a puzzled look, but I shrug.

"Can you believe it's going to be Halloween tomorrow?" Peter says nervously. Just for the benefit of conversation.

Once again, I shrug and stand up. "I guess we don't have to go to the library then." I say. Peer looks relieved, but James narrows his eyes.

"Wouldn't it be nice to look up stuff for Lupin?" He asks innocently. I nod my head and head to library with him and Peter.

Ahead of us are Lily and Snape, but I don't pay them mind. They're carrying big books. James suddenly becomes interested in his glasses.

Suddenly, Snape whips around. "Reducto!" He shouts, pointing his wand at James's chest. A huge hole singes through his shirt.

"Salvio," James mutters under his breath flicking his wand at Snape. It must be a spell he learned from his Greek magic tutor.

A thin, wispy beard sprouts from Snape's chin. He looks in Lilly's direction, alarmed. James takes this advantage.

"Wingardum Leviosa." he says twirling his wand. The neat stack of Snape's books are levitated in the air and James drops them into a bowl of ink.

Snape's beard is down to his shoulders. He shakes with fury. He takes out his wand once again. He points it at James and James staggers back, hit by an invisible boxing glove.

Lily now gets involved, setting a barrier between my friend and my enemy. She grabs his arm and takes him to the hospital wing.

Students whistle in appreciation of the fight. Library forgotten, we head back to the Common Room. We see Kinsley and Arthur reading the Daily Prophet together.

He beckons us over. We look at the article.

TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE
FRIEND OR FOE?

Tom Riddle JR was known to be a charming, talented and intelligent boy. All the good qualities. After seven exceptional years at Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he was destined for fame. Possibly Minister of Magic.

Instead, he worked at Borgin and Burkes, a huge disappointment to those who knew him. Two years later, he disappeared. Now, a man called Lord Voldemort arises to power. We have reason to believe that's Riddle.

His full name scrambled can become Lord Voldemort. What if this bright boy, destined for great, was the most terrorizing villain ever?

Was he the man under all that malice, anger? Is he a murderer? Or is this just scandal? See page seven for more.

-Carly Skeeter

"Eh?" Was all I could muster.

James had more to say. "What house was he in? Did he get 10 OWLS? NEWTS? Didn't he close the Chamber of Secrets?" I was panting for him at the end of it.

"He was in Slytherin...."
"He got ten OWLS..."
"Ten NEWTS...."
"And he allegedly closed the Chamber. I don't know if it exists. It was a hush up." Said Arthur.

I gaped, open mouthed. Arthur whispered to Kingsley. He grimly nodded. "He's after Muggle borns. To kill. He is recruiting Purebloods. But he's half blood, That's the humor." He said feebly.

"He's going to try to get Hogwarts next, you know." Arthur cut to the chase.

"The only one he feared is Dumbledore himself." said Arthur.

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The next day, Remus wasn't back. Again, he was missing at the full moon. I didn't mention my suspicions.

"Halloween," said Peeves, the poltergeist. He then dropped dungbombs on a near Hufflepuff, who started chasing him.

"I hope Remus feels better," says Peter, twisting his fingers nervously. I shake my head. Nearly Headless Nick comes up to us.

"Do you want to corn to my death day party?" He blurts. I look uncertainly at James.

"Er- yeah.... We'll come. What time?" He stuffs his hands in his pockets.

"Eight o'clock. Oh, how delightful! Do you think you could tell the Head Hunt how frightening I am?" He asks hopefully. We nod.

"See you there!" He merrily waves, and glided away from us.

"Well, we have a death day party to attend." I clapped my hands together.