This story was written by Dr. Sheep and found on fanfiction.net I did not write, just wanted to read on Wattpad.
"Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the war room!"
President Merkin Muffley, Dr. Strangelove.
A/N: Welcome to my new story; 'Fifteen months'. I'm a big fan of the Marauders and have long known that I wanted to write a story about them once I'd finished with my original series. There's plenty of stuff out there about their time at Hogwarts, a lot of it very good, but little about this period of time; the fifteen months between Harry's birth and James and Lily's deaths and I think it makes for an interesting setting. This fic will have a little bit of everything in it; comedy, action, adventure, romance, angst and emotion as James tries to deal with fighting a war while raising a family and balancing his love and trust for his friends with protectiveness for his family as it becomes known there is a spy among them and his friends are slowly divided by suspicion.
Those of you who are familiar with my work will know that I like to write large scale battles and there'll be one or two of those in here (this story will probably be a Novella). I largely follow canon, though James and Sirius work as Aurors and the Potters may go into hiding at a slightly different time, and the dates are all meticulously researched and accurate as far as I can find out. Veterans of my two previous Novels will recognise a certain OC and this story will fit work as a prequel to those but in no way do you have to read them to get the full effect of Fifteen months. So without further adieu, please read on and remember to review and tell me what you think.
Prologue:
Monday 12th May 1980.
Albus Dumbledore forced an interested look on his face as he peered over his half-moon spectacles at the young woman before him. Sitting in a private room in the Hog's head, he wearily listened as a batty-looking witch with thick glasses spoke supposed words of divination in an exaggeratedly mystic tone of voice. It was against his better judgement to allow the continuation of the subject at Hogwarts, but he thought it prudent to meet with the woman in front of him after he had received her application for the job of professor; she was, after all, the Great-Great-Granddaughter of the revered prophet Cassandra Trelawney. The headmaster was, however, disappointed that the witch seemed to have inherited none of her ancestor's talent and he was about to interrupt her theatrics when something caused his focus to sharpen on the scene before him.
Sybil Trelawney suddenly sat bolt upright, her predictions coming to an immediate halt as her breathing became raspy and erratic.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches..." The witch began, her voice harsh and uneven. " … Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies …" It was at this point that Albus became aware of a commotion outside, but he maintained his focus on Sybil Trelawney as the prophecy continued. "... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not … and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. … The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…"
As Dumbledore carefully considered the implications of the words she had just spoken, Trelawney slowly came out of her trance, blinking confusedly before meeting the gaze of the headmaster.
"I do apologise Professor," She spoke. "I must have dropped off for a second, continued focus on the inner eye can be most draining on one's body."
"Quite," Dumbledore agreed, thinking through his options before quickly coming to a decision. "Well I think I have heard enough Miss Trelawney; your gift of sight is plain to see and I would be delighted if you agreed to become the Divination professor at Hogwarts once the new term begins."
