The Marauder's Map

Part 6

Another two years later...

"Harry, Harry, Harry." Remus shakes his head, leaning onto his desk. He had just confiscated none other than the Marauders' Map from none other than Messrs. Harry Potter.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He taps his wand on the parchment, taking time to reminisce about his times with Messrs. Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs. What had Harry meant when he said he saw Pete? The Map never lies, so how?

An idea crops into his mind, making tears prick at his eyes.

"Mischief Managed." he waits impatiently for the Map to clear.

"Messrs. Moony speaking, how did a young Messrs. Potter come across this Map?" He asks the parchment.

Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs fell into the possession of two young Messrs. Weasley.

"Messrs. Weasley?" He murmurs to himself, waiting for more words to appear.

Messrs, Wormtail sends his greetings to Messrs. Moony, he hopes he is well.

Messrs. Padfoot is excited to be in the possession of Messrs. Moony

Messrs. Prongs wonders how the most uptight of the Marauders managed to lay his hands on the Map again.

Tears pool in Remus' eyes, threatening to fall on the ink. He wipes them away, a sad smile replacing them. It's just like talking to his old friends.

"Messrs. Moony confiscated the Map from a Messrs. Potter, who had just gotten it confiscated by a Snivillus."

Messrs. Wormtail heard about Snivillus becoming a professor from Messrs. Weasley, very appalling.

Messrs. Padfoot hopes Messrs. Moony is alright. Snivillus knows about a Messrs. Moony.

Messrs. Prongs believes if Messrs. Moony was hired by Professor Dumbledore, his furry little problem should be under control.

"Messrs. Prongs is correct. Messrs. Moony can use the Wolfsbane potion now, it makes transformations far easier. Though, nothing will top the days spent with the Marauders." His voice cracks on the last word. Unable to bring himself to read the replies, he folds the Map shut and places it in his desk drawer.