Isn't it funny how one push makes all the difference? (Marauders time travel)

Chapter 7: HARRY'S MOTHER IS...

Chapter 7: HARRY'S MOTHER IS...

Sirius POV

The twins and us soon became great friends. They had amazing ideas for pranks, which in my opinion, we must try in our own time. Evans and Hermione seemed to be getting along rather well as well and spent most of her time hanging out with Ron and Harry. If you ask me, Hermione likes Ron a little bit, but I strongly doubt that they will ever end up together. Harry is an exact cardboard copy of James, but he is like a James with a dark sort of side. I can see something's constantly bothering him. Me and James are kind of trying to get him tell us about his past, but he always finds a way to not talk about it. Also, although he looks like James, his personality doesn't even qualify to be compared to James's. He seems to have a nasty sort of temper and well he isn't so fun, doesn't really risk anything. Truth to be told, he is generally a quiet, angry and serious (no he is not me) person. Honestly though, how did James manage to bring up a child like that?

"What's up guys," I asked as we entered the common room. The holidays were only a week away. Oh, forgot to say. James became beater for the Gryffindor quidditch team. He was furious that all the chaser places were taken, but he asked Angelina if he could be reserve chaser and she agreed. We also had Snivellys class and I really do not want to share how that went. What in the name of Merlin's beard was Dumbledore thinking, when he made him a teacher? And what in the name of Merlin's behind was Snape thinking, wanting to teach? Was he too greasy to join Voldemort?

"Not studying are we girls," James said as we sat down besides Evans and Hermione, who were writing an essay for potions. Evans rolled her eyes.

"Anyways what's going on at holidays?" James asked.

"Well I'm staying here," Harry said casually.

"Why," James asked confused as I was. What's wrong with James, that his kid won't go home? Harry laughed.

"Imagine uncle Vernon's face if I show up on his doorstep to spend the holidays with him. He can hardly stand having me during summer," Harry said, and Ron laughed, his eyes twinkling as he played out the scene in his head.

"Funny person ain't he," he said "firstly he can't live with you, then he locks you up so you can't go back here and now he would faint and break all of Petunias bones if you came to his house."

"Whose bon-" Evans said as she looked away from her paper, but James's shout overpowered her.

"Hold you I hippogriffs!" James said loudly, raising his arm, "uncle Vernon? What about your Mum and Dad?"

I seriously don't think James should have said that, because everybody looked at him in shock and Harry's face discovered a new shade of pale.

"Mum and Dad" he repeated, his voice shaking "Are you joking, YOU BLOODY KNOW WHY I CANT GO TO MY MOM AND DAD YOU" he yelled, Me and James lent backwards. That temper was... it was just like... but no it can't be. It was Lily's temper. Hermione cut him off.

"Harry, they didn't even know about Sirius-"

"Really sorry Harry, but we really don't know anything," I said quickly.

"It's all the isolation," James added quickly and Harry eyed us suspiciously.

"How can I trust you? What if you are working for Voldemort or the ministry?" He asked.

"Harry they are not," Hermione tried to make him see reason, "they were just... well as Jake said... They were just isolated."

"Well we can't really know that can we," Harry said stubbornly.

"Why would we lie about something that everybody in this world already knows about?" Sirius asked, "I mean sorry, but isn't it better to ask you directly than asking Goyle?"

"Yeah I guess" Harry said "Well for your information my parents Lily and James Potter are dead. They died when I was 1. Goodnight" And he walked of.

James POV

"Yeah I guess" Harry said "Well for your information my parents Lily and James Potter are dead. They died when I was 1. Goodnight" And he walked off. 

I just couldn't decide if I wanted to focus on the negatives or the positives. Actually, scratch that, I have decided:

"I MARRY LILY EVANS!!!" I yelled. Hermione and Evans, who by the way was pale like Remus when full moon was approaching gasped, Sirius hit his head, which meant: Prongd, you compleate moron and Ron looked at him confused. He spoke up.

"Well that's bloody confusing," he stated.

"It's safe to tell him" Hermione said.

"Very well" I answered happily "My name is JAMES!!!" I yelled and added "POTTER" Ron's eyes were big as bludgers.

"And I'm Sirius" Sirius said bowing

"How?" Ron asked trying to keep his eyes on his head. I looked at Evans, or shall I say: I looked at my future wife. Who was wearing quite a resembling expression. Her eyes were big as a quaffles and her jaw was trying to reach the floor.

"Well I was asking my future wife" I smirked and looked at Lily, who was trying to roll her quaffles in a perfect circle, "out and she pushed me into this odd room and here we are!"

"Well that makes much more sense," Ron said sarcastically, "thanks for explaining everything."

"Just tell us what happens to us," I said urgently.

"Tomorrow," Hermione said.

Hi!

I'm so sorry. I know I promised that I would update last week and that was a terrible lie. I will do my best not to take as long to upload the next chapter:

MY FUTURE- Our life is short. We should really make the most of it- hex Snivellus!

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