The Light Side is Doomed {HP WTM}

Chapter Eight

Death had listed what the other Horcruxes were, where they were, and any other information he had on them. Minerva McGonagall had sent a letter to James, she wanted to meet the mini Potter. "Mistress didn't care for the feline professor, but it might be because of Dumbledore," Death told him.

Minerva slowly turned to Dumbledore, transformed into her animagus, and attacked him. "Go Minnie!" the Marauders, Morgana, and Marlene cheered. Others also cheered her on as she transformed back with a huff.

James knew Minnie had let a lot of things happen to his daughter without helping her, such as not believing her about the Stone or helping with the pink toad.

Minnie had mysteriously been able to do a half-shift as she hissed very realistically in Dumbledore's direction with thin extended canines on display.

"Who's the 'pink toad'?" Fabian and Gideon asked.

Morgana was about to respond, but stopped, looked at her dad, and then motioned for Tom to lean down. She whispered something in his ear. "The pink toad is the nickname given to the one they also call in her previous timeline 'Umbitch'," Tom repeated.

Dolores gasped as everyone immediately looked at her, "How dare they!" she fumed.

"You had an obsession with cats and liked to follow Minnie around," Morgana pointed out. Students snickered as some pointed out Dolores having an awed look in her eyes as the cat had attacked Dumbledore. Minnie had imaginary hackles up.

Merlin, she let him and the other Marauders get away with so much, but that could've been his Potter Luck, but she still should've stopped them.

"We are sorry if some of the things caused harm," Sirius spoke up.

"As you could tell from how sick Sirius and I were, we were on a lot of potions," James added. Other students, particularly the Slytherins nodded accepting the apology. The Slytherins could tell the Marauders they knew were different from how they were now. Sirius would've been avoiding his father and brother and James wouldn't be sitting so calmly next to the Heir of Slytherin.

"Come in, Reggie," James suddenly said. The younger Black brother slowly moved into the room, he had been cleared to move around, but not strain himself. "Where's Morgana?" he asked, noticing the child wasn't with James.

"She's napping," James replied, sitting down the parchment with a sigh. Another letter had come from Dumbledore; this one had been charmed to make him listen to whatever the goat had said.

"Sirius?"

"Getting the cup from Bellatrix's vault," James answered.

"Oh shit," Bellatrix suddenly said and spun around to her uncle. "We will get it out and in a safe place to help the Tom of this time," Orion spoke calmly.

"What do you look exhausted about?" Regulus asked. James could go on, 'Oh, I don't know, I have a baby who's mentally in her teens from another timeline who looks at Padfoot and I like we're about fall over and die so she doesn't want to be separate from us. I'm trying to piece together what I need to do to bring Tom Riddle back. I have to deal with Dinglydick and Snivellus. I have to eventually deal with the redheaded bimbo while also keeping track of what could happen if I don't change certain things so my daughter can have a better life all while trying to get to know my soulmate sitting in front of me. How was your day, Regulus?' he thought.

Regulus completely broke of whatever control he had remaining on his pureblood mask. His eyes were wide and his jaw was dropped. "Prongs! We'll actually be brothers!" Sirius cheered.