It's the year 1978, and the students of Hogwarts gather in the Great Hall to have breakfast. Suddenly, an unexpected set of seven books came with a small note. What happens when the past gets to know about the future? Will there be chaos or truce...
Peter sat in the corner of the common room, staring out of the window. No one was there with him, everyone went to their dorm without even saying a word to him. No one, but, one.
Peter kept taking glances at James's face, who was sitting in front of him with his hands kept on his knees and his face hanging down with a frown. The clock ticked by in silence, not interrupting between these two boys. Suddenly James looked up at him, "Tell me Peter, was it something I did?"
Peter felt his throat tighten and his eyes started to burn. James hasn't called him peter for so long. "I-i-" he couldn't even say a word. How could he? Those books are saying he betrayed his friends, his family.
"Tell me peter is it something I have done wrong to you? Or anyone has done wrong to you? Do you not feel included? Or do you not feel like yourself around us. Is it because I tease you so much about your hunger? Tell me what wrong did I do?" James said now looking at him, his own eyes shining with tears.
"I wouldn't have cared if it was me wormtail, I wouldn't have. I would have gladly accepted my fate and considered that maybe I was unfair to you. But you destroyed so many lives. It's not only about me. It's about Lily. What did she ever do to you? She's been nothing but always kind to you, even when she hated me. It's about Sirius. He had to stay 12 years in that horrid place and lose his mind because of you. He was considered a murderer by everyone. What did he ever do to you except considering you as his younger brother? You would be the first person Sirius always shared his presents with, he looked out for you more than anyone of us. Its about those kids wormail, what did they ever do to you? They couldn't even speak properly yet.
Harry had to go live with those horrible people and was abused there. Arilene had to live in an orphanage not knowing what a family even is. Adalyn had to grow up with those bloody purebloods who tortured her mentally and physically. What did they ever do to you wormtail that you snatched their childhood from them?
What did I ever do that you destroyed my whole family" James whispered the last part, tears streaming down his face. Peter was no better than him, he was sobbing the whole time of James's rant.
"Pr-r-o-ngs I-i don't know prongs, I-i don't know" He sobbed holding his head in his hands and tugging on his hairs, "I-i can't even think about be-et-traying you prongs, or padfoot or lily prongs, I don't know" He said looking at James.
That night, Hogwarts saw what it never thought it would before. The marauders crying themselves to sleep. Two best friends looking at each other crying but making no efforts to comfort the other. No one ever saw James potter crying, but here he was, looking in his all but in blood, younger brother's eyes and crying his heart out.
The next morning brought anything but cheerfulness. Everyone who were present during the reading of last book, had their heads down, eyes boring into their breakfast and mouth not even attempting to eat it.
No one had expected the betrayal coming from one of the marauders. They were, in everyone's eyes, the picture perfect group. But guess nothing is actually perfect.
It was Monday, start of the week, that means classes would resume from today, but no one from the gryffindor's group was yet there in the great hall for breakfast.
Other students were murmuring about the unusual event unfolding, not having any idea about what happened to the group of boys, who would cause rackass the first thing in the morning.
"You think we should call them?" Marlene asked alice who shook her head, "I doubt they'll care about classes right now, let them be marls"
Even professor McGonagall looked worried for the group, her eyes darting towards the entrance after every few seconds. But seems like the marauders won't be attending any classes today, and nothing would be the same from today onwards.
The week went by slowly, with the marauders rarely showing to classes or even for lunch or dinner. And even by luck someone saw them, it would either be Remus or James, who only came to fulfil their duty of prefect and head boy.
No one knew where sirius or peter were and if they were in their dorms, were they really staying together?
The weekend came, and now it was time to read onto the next book, but truthfully no one wanted to go into that room ever gain, or even glance at those books. Not because they cared what happened with the marauders, no, not everyone cared about them, but they were worried of their own secrets being spilled just like theirs.
But, to no avail, they were called and had to go to read those bloody prophecies of future.
"You can't just not go padfoot" Remus said looking at sirius who was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. "I don't wish to moony, what else is there to even know about?" He mumbled keeping his arms on his eyes and turning away from his friend.
"What else is there? Padfoot the books were sent to us for a reason, and your daughter, your godchildren, your nephew are among those who sent you this. So is there really nothing left to know about?" Remus sighed shaking his head.
For a moment it was all silent, but then sirius got up from his bed abruptly and turned to him, "Fine, but I'm going nowhere near that rat" He gritted his teeth staring at Peter, who flinched hearing his voice and stared back at him with wide eyes.
"Sirius we al-"
"I don't want to hear anything else" Sirius said cutting off remus and moving out of his dorm.
The placements in the room were rather awkward now. All of the students, parents and professors were already seated now. The three marauders sat together, leaving no place for peter to sit, that caused him to sit beside Snape who was sitting all alone on a couch.
"Are we all here? Let's start with your fourth book" Dumbledore announced levitating the book in his own hands.
A/N
Hey everyone... I know this one is rather short, but I didn't know what else I could write in it.
How was it?? Did you all like it??
Now moving on with our fourth year.....
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