541An: I am editing this story. Nothing much will change, just checking up on some spelling and stuff I'm dissatisfied with, FINALLY. I've been meaning to do this for a very long time but haven't had the time(or want) to do it. But here I am now, listening to John Mayer and fixing this up. My first Fanic, ever, this is. My baby. Enjoy! Thank you and Good Night!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, The Marauders (Why?) or anything you might recognize. End of story.
The Marauders and Me.
By Snuffles-sweetie
Chapter 1
Meeting the Marauders
It was a completely normal day and as usual you could find me sitting at my computer just surfing on the internet while drying my shoulder length dark brown hair with a towel.
Suddenly I almost fell off my chair because a noise came from behind me and startled me. Thinking it was one of my brothers playing a prank on me again I turned around; imagine my surprise when I found a boy my age, which was about seventeen years old, sitting on my kitchen floor. He had black untidy hair and I could see that he had glasses, even when he sat with his head in his hands, mumbling something to himself. So my first reaction, being the Harry Potter fan that I am was to whisper;
"Harry?" I obviously had said this rather loud and hadn't whispered it at all like I did in my mind, because the boy whipped his head up at me and said;
"Who's Harry, and who are you?" When I looked at his face I immediately saw that this could not be Harry Potter, since the bloke had no scar in the middle of his forehead. And honestly I was a little embarrassed for saying a fictional characters name out loud so I quickly responded;
"Err, no one, a distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed," I mumbled copying Jack Sparrow from PotC, one of my personal favourite movies.
"And I should be the one asking who you are, and what are you doing in my kitchen?"
"I guess you're right, well my name is James Potter and I have no idea how I got here," he trailed off with a confused look on his face. My mouth dropped, yes now I saw it, how could I have missed it! It was right in front of me, the hair, and those unmistakable hazel eyes!
"James Potter?" I stuttered.
"THE James Potter, also known as Prongs, the marauder, which goes to Hogwarts?" Now it was his mouths turn to drop.
"How do you know all that, my nickname and stuff?" He looked confused and a little. Was that suspicious?
"You're joking right," I said and started laughing.
"You can't honestly think that I would believe that, you fooled me there for a second I admit it, but you can't be serious!"
"No I'm not, that's my best friend," he said looking really smug.
"Oh, hardy-har-har, really funny James, though I doubt that's your real name, who are you and how did you get in?" I said now getting a little bit frustrated.
"I already told you! My name is James Potter and I have no idea how I got here. One minute I was in the park with my friends on our way home, and the next thing I know I hit my head on the floor."
"Pinch me!" Yes I know that was really random, but that was me, I could say something completely random that had nothing to do with the previous conversation.
"What?!"
"I said PINCH ME! I think I'm dreaming, so if you pinch me I'll wake up," I said thinking my idea was rather brilliant.
"That's THE stupidest thing I've ever heard, and I'm best friends with Sirius," he said grinning.
"HA-HA very funny, now pinch me!"
"I'm not going to pinch you!"
"Do it"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"Okay!" he screamed, and pinched me…HARD!
"AAAUW! What the hell!" I screamed, rubbing my right arm.
"You told me to pinch you," he said looking at me like he thought I was stupid.
"I know, I just didn't think you would pinch me so bloody hard," I said pouting.
"Now do you believe I'm here? And why is it so hard to believe in the first place? And how do you know all that about me?" The questions shot out of his mouth like barrels out of a gun, it was kind of funny.
"Well it's hard to explain, you might want to sit down"
"I'm no sissy, I don't have to sit down," he said sounding like and making a face that made him look like a five year old.
"I think you should sit down, do you want something to drink? Soda, juice, water?"
"I'll take some soda," he said sitting down at the kitchen table. I gave him a bottle and took one for myself and then sat down across from him. Then I started to tell him about the books. I told him about Harry Potter, his supposed son, but I left out the details about him being killed, Peter the rat, Sirius imprisonment and that important stuff since if he really was real, then that could change the future. If the books even was his future. How should I know, I was still in a daze from meeting the actual James Potter. I also told him that where I lived he was just a fictional character and all that. I then started asking him things about magic, his life, the marauders and Hogwarts. Only to find out that I already knew most of it. It all seemed to fit together with the books and to be honest it scared he hell out of me. James was sort of startled as well, I mean wouldn't you be if you suddenly ended up in another dimension or something where people knew everything about you and thought you were a fictional character. For a while we just sat there, thinking quietly about what had just happened. Until James broke the silence;
"You don't have any ideas of how I would get back do you?" I only shook my head as an answer.
"Bugger, now tell me about yourself, I mean I told you about my friends, school and life, now it's your turn," he said looking interested.
"Okay, well I don't even think I've introduced myself, sorry for that by the way. Well anyways my name is Charlotte, I'm seventeen and I go to a normal school. I like to hang out with my friends and stuff. I've got two younger brothers, stupid buggers if you ask me, well they can be okay sometimes." James sniggered at this comment.
"And what else I've got a dog! Uuh…and I don't know what more to say."
"Well do you play Quidditch?" he asked without thinking first. I laughed and said;
"No I don't play quidditch, it doesn't even exist here you know, but it would be wicked…" I didn't get farther than that because there was a sound of someone falling. And suddenly there was a boy with sandy brown hair and the kindest brown eyes I've ever seen, although he did look a bit tired, sitting in the middle of my kitchen, I had no doubt on who it was.
"Moony," exclaimed James and helped Remus up. Yes I had guessed right, I no longer just had James Potter in my kitchen, now Remus Lupin was there as well. This day was getting weirder and weirder.
"Prongs! Were did you go? One minute you were there and the next you were just gone! The others and I looked everywhere for you," he said and then noticed me looking at him.
"Hello, my name is Remus," he said politely and extended his hand.
"I know, my name is Charlotte," I said shaking his hand, while he just looked at me weirdly.
"You know?"
"Yeah, James please explain," I said sitting down, not really in the mood to tell everything twice. James started telling him the same story that I just had told him, and I noticed Remus growing pale at the part when James told him abut me knowing he was an animagus. Seeing this I interrupted quickly;
"Yes Remus, I know about your…"furry little problem"", I said, smiling at him when he looked down at his feet.
"And I don't mind one bit, I know that you're a nice guy, and your furry friend of the month doesn't change that one bit."
"You, you don't think I'm a monster, and how do you know I'm such a nice guy, you've only just met me," he said looking up at me.
"No, I don't think you're a monster, and have you not listened to a word James just said?" I grinned at him and then hugged him. Looking over his shoulder I saw James looking appreciably at me and doing "thumbs up", I just grinned and let go of Remus, who was slightly red in the face.
"This day just gets weirder and weirder, now the only thing left is that another marauder…"I didn't get farther before another boy, this one with black shaggy hair and the most amazing grey eyes ever was sitting on the floor.
"Padfoot!" James and Remus shouted, greeting Sirius.
"Hey guys, where are we, how did we get here, hello," he said after noticing me. I just stared at him open mouthed. And then I fainted…
~o~o~o~
"Is she alright?"
"She's breathing…look she opening her eyes." This was what I heard when I started to wake up. When I opened my eyes, I just saw a few blurry spots at first, but then my vision cleared and I could see three worried faces looking down at me.
"What happened?" I asked groggily sitting up, only to notice that I had my head in James lap and that Remus and Sirius were sitting next to me.
"You fainted," was the simple answer I got from Remus.
"Yeah, and a good thing Sirius caught you though, or else you would have hit your head pretty hard," James said looking at Sirius.
"You caught me?"
"Yeah, I just reacted when I saw you falling I guess," he said rubbing his head.
"Thank you!" I squealed and hugged him, only to then notice what I was doing after I did it and then let go and blushing. He just grinned at me.
"How come you fainted when he came here and not when Moony and I got here?" James asked pouting slightly.
"Err…" Was my, oh-so intelligent answer, and then I glanced at Remus for help.
"Personally, I thin that the shock finally got to her," Remus said noticing my uncomfortable-ness. I inwardly sighed, since the other guys seemed to buy it. Yes, it probably was shock that got to me, but it was the shock of seeing my favourite character in all the Harry Potter books standing in front of me smiling. And I really didn't want to tell them that. Although I think Remus, being the smart bloke he is, probably guessed it already. James then told me that they had told Sirius everything that I had told them earlier so he was all filled in, but now they were hungry. I shook my head, only Sirius and James could possibly think of food in a moment like this, I thought grinning. I couldn't believe that I actually was talking to the marauders! My thoughts were interrupted by James saying;
"Hey guys, can you feel that weird tugging feeling?"
"Yeah," the other two answered.
"It feels like when we got here," Remus said with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Do you think were going back?"
"Err, guys if that is the case, then why do I feel the tugging to?" I asked, a little bit alarmed. Their eyes and mine too probably widened, suddenly it felt like I was flying and the next thing I knew I was laying on my back and I was sure I was outside. Suddenly I heard a groan and someone chuckling. I opened my eyes and saw Remus standing over me and someone was underneath me! I quickly stood up and looked down, I had landed on Sirius!
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry," I started but he interrupted;
"Don't worry about it, its not like you could control it and you don't weigh that much anyways," he grinned up at me and I blushed.
"Would you stop flirting with her and get off of me," the muffled voice of James came from underneath Sirius.
"She might not weigh that much, but you do," he exclaimed when Sirius finally got off of him. We all laughed at James facial expression and Sirius pout. Suddenly someone shouted;
"Prongs, Padfoot, Moony! There you are I've been looking all over for you! Who's this?" A short boy with watery eyes and a rat like face came running, well what would be running in his case, up too us. I immediately recognised Peter Pettigrew, my thoughts started to swirl, how was I supposed to handle this knowing what he will do in the future? My thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by Sirius voice saying;
"Hey Pete. This is Char, we just met her."
"Char?" I asked and made a face.
"What? I thought it was a good nickname," he pouted, oh if he only knew that I could never ever say no or disagree to that adorable pout of his.
"Whatever," I said rolling my eyes but with a smile tugging at the corner of my lips. Then I zoned out as the guys started to talk to Peter, and looked around. I was in some sort of park and I guessed that it was the same park the guys had been in before they were dumped in my kitchen. But what the hell was I doing there?
"Char, come on, you should come with us, since you don't have anywhere to stay, my parents wont mind if you stay at my place, we have the room," James said to me, grinning because he used my new nickname. I just nodded, knowing that he was right and that there was nothing else I could do. We started walking, just talking about random things until the guys stopped in front of a huge mansion like house, it was beautiful.
"You live here?" I asked James I awe; he just smiled and led us up to the front door. We knocked on the door since "the loser", as Sirius put it, had forgotten his keys. When we waited for the doors to open one thought went through my mind; this will certainly be interesting. Then the doors opened…