Hi! This is an english version of a fic I'm working on. I thought it would be good practice to translate it! Please forgive any mistakes, for English isn't my native language.

My inspiration behind this fic is that I loooove Teddy Lupin! I don't know why. And Travel time stories are always so entertaining that I wanted to try to make my own!

Hope you like it!

No one really knows just how smart young Sirius Black really is. Sure, his grades weren't extraordinary, but they were pretty decent come think that his preparation limits to whatever Remus reads out loud the night before. But, come strategy, planning and magic in action, Sirius Black is a genus.

Big blue eyes shined thinking about the prospect of a new torture for Snape. Better known by Sirius and his friends like Snivellus. Really, for all Sirius knew that should be his real name. Just thinking about his greasy hair made him shiver.

Sirius looked up. The four Marauders had all of their stuff scattered around the most hidden table on the library. Oh, how he hated this place!. The only reason they were there is because Remus was doing something to the map and they had the philosophy to never leave a man behind in a hostile environment. Not that Remus actually considered the library hostile, but the other three did.

"I'm starving!" complained the shortest of the four, Peter, who scrunched his little nose to the books he had in front of him.

"Wormtail, we had breakfast just an hour ago. Get a grip, mate!" laughed James Potter, better known as Prongs by his friends.

Wormtail pouted and laid his head on the table. Remus sighed as he rubbed the back of Wormtail's head. Moony was without a doubt was the parental figure of the squad, the mother hem if you asked Sirius.

"Don't you have Quidditch practice?" inquired Remus, wanting nothing more that for the other three to just leave.

"No" complained James "That's why we are here for whatever you need!"

Remus almost groaned. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by Sirius.

"How do you reckon Snivellus would look with pink hair?"

That caught James attention immediately "Pink? Pink! Padfoot, you must think bigger! Why just pink… when it could be purple AND pink?"

Sirius laughed and almost clapped his hands "What about bugger green?"

Remus sighed again "Stop, we will end up banned AGAIN…" by the end of their sixth year they were banned from the library for misconduct. That had made Moony's life miserable, having to depend on Lily Evans to take out books for him, that couldn't happen again, not on his last year.

"Mate, you need to relax! How much longer do you need to be here for? …What are you even doing?" asked Sirius.

"Remember how we thought it good be a good feature if we could make some sort of portal to communicate with future guardians of the map?"

"Well… yeah"

"Well… that's what I'm trying to do"

"It would be bloody great to communicate to Prong's children!"

"My children, Padfoot? Why just mine?"

"Let's be honest, Jamsie… Pete doesn't have a chance. Remmie wouldn't dare… et moi, well… I'm too much of a gift to women, I cannot commit to just one… It just wouldn't be fair!"

"Hey! I plan to have many children!" pouted Peter.

"Well… Ok, I guess we'll have to find someone brave enough, then"

"Very funny, Padfoot…"

"All jokes aside. This sound neat, Moony! Let me see that book…" Soon the Marauders got to work… well, Wormtail pretended to pay attention while the other three worked hard on it.

Several hours later James, Sirius and Remus were walking to the Great Hall to have dinner. Peter had bailed out as soon as he realized that they didn't plan on having lunch and he really didn't want to spend the rest of a Saturday on the library.

"I'm so tired!" complained James "and I'm starving, my back hur—Hey gorgeous, fancy seeing you here!"

Lily Evans rolled her green eyes and managed a 'Hello, Remus' before walking away with Alice and Marlene.

"She's drooling for me. I just know it" Smiled a proud James Potter, which made Sirius laugh and put his arm around his shoulders "She sure is, champ!" They sat down by Wormtail and other friends to eat.

It wasn't that the conversation wasn´t interesting, but Sirius couldn't help but to gaze upon the Slytherin table, trying to find his younger brother in the crowd. Reg was staring his fourth year and even if Sirius had been disowned by the Black family it didn't mean he didn't worry for the youngest gray-eyed Black.

Before, Sirius was Regulus' whole world. He used to be his protector, his best friend, his brother. Sirius used to take punishments for him, he used to see over any wound, he used to comfort him when he was scared and keep and monsters at bay. That all changed as soon as Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor. All of the sudden he was a traitor in his baby brother's eyes. He could still remember how, when he got home for Christmas break that first year, Regulus cried the whole time. It only got worse with time. Now he wouldn't acknowledge him at all.

Reg must have felt Sirius eyes on him because he looked up at him and glared with a passion. Sirius looked away and got back to the conversation.

The week went by without many eventualities. Save for Thursday, at breakfast, when an explosion of colour detonated in the Slytherin table. As soon as the smoke settled everyone could see Severus Snape standing up with a head full of crazy colored hair…pink, green, purple, neon yellow.

The Marauders got a punishment. Unfair, since they didn't have any proof against them, but it didn't matter since McGonagall had them cleaning cauldrons.

A week later and the improvements to the map had been delayed. There had been pranks to plan, parties to attend, after all this was their last year and they wanted it to be epic.

Peter was alone in their bedroom examining the map. The others were in Marcus Cooper's room trying to borrow his cat, what for, Peter wasn't interested in knowing. He suddenly remembered Remus had found a spell that could help them create the portal in the map. If he managed to cast it by himself his friends would be in awe and so proud of him.

Peter took the book containing the spell, looked for the bookmark, took his wand and the map…

Well, that didn't turn out the way he expected… All he got was that the map sparked blue, but nothing more. Peter sighed in disappointment and left everything were it was before and got back to bed.

"I can't believe Coorper wouldn't let us have his stupid cat! It's just a cat" complained James.

"Ugh… I hate cats"

"I know you do, Pad"

James then took the map and tapped it with his wand "Well… Well… Let's see... I solemnly swear I'm up to no good" he waited a couple of seconds, but nothing was showing. The map wasn't working.

"Mates… something is wrong with the map"

"What do you mean, Prongs?"

"It's not working!"

Remus took the map from him and examined it. Peter had his heart in his sleeve. He had done it. He had ruined the map!

Nobody slept that night. They were trying to come up with some spell to fix the map, but nothing seemed to work. "This is useless!" sighed Remus "We'll have to make a new one"

"WHAT?! Are you out of your mind, Moony? We stated working on this map on our fourth year! We cannot start over… not on our last year!"

Remus frowned and got a little notebook out of his trunk "I took notes of everything we did… I believe that if we put our minds to it we could have it back in a couple of weeks…"

James eyes shined with determination "Alright then! Every day, after classes, we work on the new map!"

"As long as we don't have assignments…"

"Moony, you really need to sort out your priorities!"

Remus eyes flicked up. With a heavy heart he took the parchment that used to be the map and put in the bottom of his trunk. The boys soon began to work on the new map without realizing that in the trunk the map went back to life. It sparked blue. Ink showed the castle but the only person the map was able to detect was one Edward R. Lupin.

Teddy Lupin couldn't sleep. Not that he was trying. The young 14 year old was sporting green musky hair as he laid in a couch in the Room of Requirements, reading Twilight. A muggle book Victoire had gifted him as a joke, but in a matter of four hours he was almost done with the damn thing.

Oh, Teddy hated Bella. Teddy hated Edward. Teddy hated Jacob. But it was addictive. And Teddy couldn't help but laugh at the muggle idea that werewolves were this telepathic animagus. Which wasn't the case at all.

Teddy knew what being a werewolf implied. He wasn't one, thank Merlin. He really doesn't think he could manage being one. Truth was that every full moon those poor cursed souls would go through a tortuous process until their bodies morphed into wild beasts.

Teddy Lupin considered himself lucky. He didn't suffered all that much. He got cranky and moody the day before the full moon. On the day he got a little sick with nausea, headaches and when it was bad he got an allergic reaction. The next day he was usually tired, but overall back to his happy self.

That was just it. There was a full moon outside and Teddy was laying there in his uniform (or what he called his uniform: tight pants, neon yellow snickers, messy tie- It drove the professors insane, but when you were related to Harry Potter you could get away with things), feeling miserable, reading Twilight. Maybe, just maybe, if he had read this book any other day he would have felt a little more compassion for Bella, Edward and that ridiculous werewolf.

Teddy is usually goofy, clumsy and overall a happy-go-lucky kid with a dangerous curiosity. Just not with a full moon. Soon he was done with the book and he couldn't believe how it had ended! What? This was it? It didn't make any sense. Soon he examined the back of the book to discover that it was a freaking saga.

"She doesn't deserve you, Edward…" he groaned to himself. He discarded the book away and stared at the fireplace. His body hurt so bad today, he was sleepy but he was unable to sleep with a full moon. He could always ask for a potion but that would mean that tomorrow he would have an upset stomach. And Teddy Lupin loved to eat. He loved to eat more than anything.

Poppy, a small house elf that works in the kitchens, always makes sure to make him a special chocolate mousse after the full moon. He should go get her flowers again. That always made her dance and sing.

With effort Teddy got up of the couch and stretched. "Just four more hours to go…" he said to himself as he walked to the small table containing his coffee mug. But something caught his attention.

In a corner of the room he could see a small blue light. He went to check it out. It seemed to be a parchment. As soon as his hands made contact with the piece of paper shock invaded his body with some sort of electricity and he lost consciousness.

Teddy didn't know how long he was out. When he woke up he was still in the Room of Requirements. His head was killing him and he was starving. He tried to look for the parchment, but could not place it.

Teddy frowned. He got up on his wobbly legs and examined the room. It appears to be day time. The fireplace was put out. It appears to be lighter. It must be day time. Teddy felt white, which would mean his hair is either white or gray. Must be from the shock, he thought.

He decided to get out, get food and sleep. He was really exhausted.

As he walked through the halls he noticed that things were a bit different. The paintings were placed differently, some were missing. It wasn't that Teddy paid much attention to details, but something wasn't right.

Also everyone was giving him looks. Like he was some sort of strange creature. He was used to looks, but in school everyone was so used to Teddy's flamboyance that no one gave him a second look.

ALSO who are these people? Thought Teddy. Not that he knew everyone in school, but he was pretty sure he recognized faces.

Even with all this red flags Teddy kept candidly walking to the kitchens, for he was starving. That was of course until his gaze rested upon a tall man with a long white beard. No way. No way! Of course he recognized him. He has grown up taking to his portrait! That was Albus Dumbledore!

He was talking to someone that looked eerily like his dad (well, God-dad, same thing). Could it be? No. That would be crazy. All of the sudden he started to play more attention to details. Even the uniform was a bit different. He felt his hair change to hot pink in panic.

The young man with vivid hot pink hair and neon shoes that he had never seen before surely caught the attention of the old professor "Young man? I'm terribly sorry. I believe I don't know you. What's your name?"

Teddy all but flew to the pair and spoke in haste "Teddy! Teddy Lupin, sir! I believe I'm lost!"

All James could do was gasp for air.

Well! That it for the first chapter! I'm working on translationg the rest. It's good practice! Please please please review and let me know what do you think so far! (And I'm so sorry if my English is too rough to understand)