WILDEST DREAM ➛ʜ.ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪɴ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ

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Suprises. What a great word isn't it? Surprises maybe anything, a good one and a bad one. But in my case it's all good. A good surprises but it's a very huge surprise and secret.

"Why didn't you told me earlier?" I asked, frowing as I looked at Professor Lupin, who is my Godfather.

Surprise? Yeah.

"I wanted to really, but I just wanted a good timing." He looked at me apologetically.

I sighed, processing everything that Professor had just said.

He was my parents best friends, Sirius Black, the azkaban prisoner is Harry's Godfather who was also our parents best friends. Our parents had us different godfathers for our own safety
Professor Lupin is a werewolf.

Sirius Black didn't killed anyone that night, he wanted to kill Peter who betrayed our parents and joined Voldemort. And now he is here to kill Peter.

"How can you be sure that Black is here to kill Peter and not Harry?" I asked.

"Because he told me, that very night before he went to kill Peter, I tried to stop him but he didn't and went off. " He said. "He made Peter the secret keeper beacuse he was scared and because he thought that I was in Voldemort's side and didn't gave me the responsibility."

I sighed looking down at the empty wrappers of chocolates on the desk.

"Madeline...you have to promise me something." He said, I looked up he had a worried face. "Do not tell about my furry problem.. Please."

"Of course I'll not, I'm not Peter who is a betrayal." Professor Lupin smiled.

"You should go now, it's almost time for dinner." He said. I checked the time and nodded getting off the seat.

"I'll see you tomorrow Professor." I smiled at him.

"You can call me Remus Madeline." He smiled. "But of course in classes or in corridors Professor would be good."

"And you can call me Maddy or Mads... Madeline would be good for classes." I smirked.

He chuckled. "See ya tomorrow Mads and don't get in detention too much I've almost lost my count of how many detention you had gotten this year."

"Can't promise that Remus." I grinned and with that I walked out of his office and sighed.

I've got my family.

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"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

And at once, thin ink lines began to spread like a spider's web from the
point that George's wand had touched.

They joined each other, they crisscrossed, they fanned into every corner of the parchment; then words
began to blossom across the top, great, curly green words, that proclaimed:

Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs
Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers are proud to present THE
MARAUDER'S MAP

I chuckled at Harry's expression as his jaw fall down at the map.

I and the twins and at the castle with Harry as the twins decided to give us the map, me and Harry for our own use and that they don't need it right now. I was quite surprised with this but they insisted.

"Moony, Wormtaill Padfoot, and Prongs," sighed George, patting the heading of the map. "We owe them so much."

"Noble men, working tirelessly to help a new generation of lawbreakers," said Fred solemnly.

"Right," said George briskly. "Don't forget to wipe it after you've used it or anyone can read it," Fred said warningly.

"Just tap it again and say, 'Mischief managed!' And it'll go blank." I said tapping the map with my wand and the writings disappeared.

"So, young Potter's," said Fred, in an uncanny impersonation of Percy,
"mind you behave yourself."

"See you in Honeydukes," said George, winking.

They left the room, both smirking in a satisfied sort of way.

Harry stood there, gazing at the miraculous map.

"C'mon now we don't have much time!" I tugged at his arm, getting him out from his thoughts.

We walked through the alley and the dark passways getting ourselves hit on the head and Harry being astonished till we reached the shop.

"And get another box of Jelly Slugs, dear, they've nearly cleaned us out--" said a woman's voice.

We carefully dodged and crawled up to the shop and found ourselves behind the counter of Honeydukes

Honeydukes was so crowded with Hogwarts students that no one looked
twice at us.

There were shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets
imaginable. Creamy chunks of nougat, shimmering pink squares of coconut
ice, fat, honey-colored toffees; hundreds of different kinds of chocolate in neat rows; there was a large barrel of Every Flavor Beans.

"Oh merlin's right toe....lemme take one." I licked my lips walking towards the shelves and took one box of flavoured beans, I hurriedly paid for it and walked out od the shop with Harry.

We through a crowd of sixth years and saw a sign hanging in the farthest corner of the shop (UNUSUAL TASTES). Ron and Hermione were standing underneath it, examining a tray of blood-flavored lollipops. We sneaked up behind them.

"Ugh, no, Harry and Mads won't want one of those, they're for vampires, I
expect," Hermione was saying.

"How about these?" said Ron, shoving a jar of Cockroach Clusters under Hermione's nose.

"Definitely not," said Harry.

Ron nearly dropped the jar.

"Harry! Maddy!" squealed Hermione. "What are you doing here? How -- how did you --?"

"Wow!" said Ron, looking very impressed, "you've learned to Apparate!"

"Course we haven't," said Harry. He dropped his voice so that none of
the sixth years could hear him and told them all about the Marauder's Map.

"How come Fred and George never gave it to me!" said Ron, outraged. "I'm
their brother! And how come you never told about this to us Maddy?"

"Uh–hey! I'm a proud pranksters and pranksters never tell their secret to success." I held my chin up glaring at Ron.

"But Harry isn't going to keep it!" said Hermione, as though the idea
were ludicrous. "He's going to hand it in to Professor McGonagall, aren't you, Harry?"

"No, I'm not!" said Harry.

"Are you mad?" said Ron, goggling at Hermione. "Hand in something that
good?"

"If I hand it in, I'll have to say where I got it! Filch would know Fred and George had nicked it!"

"But what about Sirius Black?" Hermione hissed. "He could be using one
of the passages on that map to get into the castle! The teachers have got to know!"

"Yeah as if we will give this map to Sirius himself! Come one 'Hurr-my-Knee' !" I giggled but stopped once Hermione gave a glare.