The marauders used to take turns looking after the baby Harry because it was not seldom that James and Lily used to go away for Order work. The baby who often threw tantrums grew to be a nightmare. So a tradition came to pass that whenever a particular Marauder's turn came to look after Harry, the previous one in charge would say in a voice of utter sympathy, " You're it. Good Luck."
So the last thought before falling through the veil in the Ministry Of Magic that crossed Sirius' mind, looking at Remus' stunned expression and the look of horror in his eyes. " You're it. Good Luck. "
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Marauders Headcanons
FanfictionMoony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs. Our beloved Marauders. Bitch, when it comes to their fanfics and headcanons, ain't nobody touchin' these marauderettes. Being a hardcore Marauderette myself, lets just say, I want to give some of you Wattpadders...
