DISCLAIMER: okay really, I'm sure J.K. Rowling has better things to do with her time than write fan fiction. (unlike me) But I guess if she wrote it, it wouldn't really be considered "fan'' fiction, would it? *puzzles momentarily over this*

J.K. Rowling (and those movie people..whoever they are..) own Harry Potter, Sirius Black,Remus Lupin (tear*), James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans, and everything else. And I would like to thank her for letting loosers like me write spin-offs of her amazing stories.

CHAPTER 3, BABY!

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Getting to Dumbeldore's office wasn't as hard as Remus had feared it would be. But then, with people who had as much pranking experience as James, Sirius, and Peter, sneaking around the castle unnoticed almost came as second nature. Plus, Filch never once crossed their path. But even so, Remus, feeling oddly like some sort of wanted fugitive, didn't let his guard down until the large stone gargoyle was right in front of them.

"Great." Muttered Sirius as the five Gryffindors came to a halt in front of the entrance. "Anyone remember the password?"

"I do." Said James, running a hand cockily through his hair. "I was just here yesterday. It's....oh,right."

Sirius snorted. "Nice, Prongs. Nice."

"Just try it anyway." Said Remus, glancing anxiously down the corridor. "You never know. He might not of changed it."

"Sugar quill." Said James.

The gargoyle didn't move.

"Wonderful." Lily said dryly.

"I suppose we could try knocking." Sirius said sarcastically. "I mean, you never know..."

"No,the password has always been some sort of candy." Said Remus. "So we just need to keep naming candies until we come across the right one. Hmm... how about... chocolate."

Despite Remus's use of the word for greatest eatable substance in the world,the gargoyle still didn't move.

Sirius shook his head. "I'll never understand you Moony..."

"And I couldn't be more pleased."

"Ice mice!" James called to the portrait, earning himself a chorus of 'shhh' from everyone else.

Stillness.

"Pepper Imps." Sirius hissed.

Nothing.

"Toothflossing Stringmints!" Cried Peter. Everyone gave him a strange look, until a noise from the gargoyle distracted them. They all turned to see it come to life and spring out of the way.

"Wow. Really?" Expressed James.

"Brilliant Wormtail." Whispered Sirius as he headed for the stone staircase. Peter blushed.

"I suppose that proves it's Dumbeldore then. Remus said as he followed them. "Only he would use that as a password..."

But as the staircase started to slowly spiral upward, (Lily stood as far away from James as possible) Remus began to feel slightly sick to his stomach again. How were they going to explain this to Dumbeldore? How would the old professor react as five 15 year old students from twenty years ago practically (and in Sirius and James' case, probably literally) waltzed into his office?

He was almost shaking as the spiral staircase stopped.

Almost.

"G- guys...maybe this isn't such a good idea." Peter whispered.

"What choice do we have Wormtail?" Said James, as he raised his hand to knock on the heavy wooden door.

He was right. What choice did they have?

Knock, knock, knock.

Remus strained his ears for the familiar, "Come in!"

But all that met them was silence.

After about thirty painful, silent seconds, James cleared his throat and knocked again.

"P- professor Dumbeldore?" He called hesitantly.

Once again, there was no answer.

"Maybe he's asleep." Suggested Peter. "Let's just go hide in an empty classroom somewhere."

"No, I don't think so." Said Sirius. "Jamesie, just open the door."

"It's probably locked...." Remus started to say, but trailed off as James pushed the door open.

"You were saying?"

"Shut up."

"Yea," James said, stepping into the office and peering around. "He's not in here."

Everyone else crowded in after him, taking in the deserted office that had a few more odd silver instruments littering the tables then before.

"Damn it." Muttered Sirius. "Where is he?"

"Ask the portraits." Suggested Remus wryly.

The animagus shot him a glare.

"Hey Padfoot, there's your great great -something, grandfather! Let's ask him!" Said James chipperly, pointing to a picture hanging on the wall behind Dumbeldore's desk.

Remus looked up. Sure enough,there was Phineas Nigellus himself, snoring loudly in his frame.

Sirius looked at it in utter distaste. "No way. His other portrait's at my parent's house."

"Exactly! What if you're there?" James said, sounding more optimistic by the minute.

"There is no way in hell, that I would willingly go back to that place, and live there. Besides, Regulus probably inherited the house..."

"Or your mum might still be there!" Said Lily. "She's the one who sent us here in the first place, isn't she? Why don't we just call her up and ask her how to get back?"

"She's probably dead by now." Sirius said darkly. Remus could have sworn he heard the animagus add, I hope under his breath.

"And it's not like she would help us anyway." Said Peter quietly.

"Quite right Wormtail." Said Sirius. "But... I suppose we could try. Maybe if we convinced her we had a good reason..." He turned to the portrait. "Oi! Phineas! Wake up!"

Much to Remus's surprise, the man in the portrait stirred.

"What on earth is the matter?" He grumbled as he sat straighter in his chair. "Who do you think you are? Addressing me in such a manner-"

"I'm your great great- whatever- grandson." Sirius spat. "Sirius. Remember?"

At hearing this, Phineas suddenly sat straighter in his chair. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me." Sirius said with utter dislike. "Sirius Black. Walburga's son. We want to talk to her."

"You my boy, are a rude, humorless hooligan," Phineas said, but kept staring at Sirius nonetheless

"Listen," Said James,stepping forward. "We just accidentally traveled through time twenty years from 1974, thanks to a dysfunctional time-turner from his mum." He nodded a Sirius. "Can you contact her and ask her to send us back?"

Phineas stared at them, shock playing across his afore apathetic features.

"I'm sorry?" He gaped.

"You heard me." James snarled.

The portrait shook his head. "Yes...yes I did. In fact, I remember my lovely granddaughter" -here Sirius snorted autably, Phineas ignored him, - "placing the curse on that time turner...but I never dreamed that-which one of you was turning the time turner?" He cut off sharply, eyeing them all with dislike.

"I was." Said James.

"Well, that was most certainly idiotic of you." Said the portrait, composing himself. "And you." He added, eyeballing Sirius.

"I didn't know what it would do!" Sirius defended himself. "But you obviously know all about it! Tell us, how do we get back?"

"I wouldn't know." Said Phineas loftily. "And your mother, may she rest in peace, in is no position to tell us."

"So she is dead." Sirius said hollowly. "Well... good riddance."

"You ungrateful little murderer." Said Phineas lightly. "You should be ashamed of yourself,saying things like that. She did put up with you for sixteen years..."

"Put up with me?" Sirius said, outraged. "Oh yes, if that's what you want to call it, then go ahead! And what do you mean, murderer?" his eyes narrowed into slits. "Did I kill her or something?"

"Oh no..." The portrait coughed. And then started to say something else, but Lily cut him off.

"I'm sorry to interrupt sir," She said coldly, "But could you tell us where Dumbeldore is?"

Phineas sighed, "The headmaster has gone to the ministry for the day for a series of meetings with the Wizengamot." He said, choosing to look at the top border of his portrait rather than Lily's face. "He should be back sometime this evening."

"What?" Squeaked Peter. "Sometime this evening?"

The portrait rolled his eyes. "Yes,despite what you naive young children believe, we headmasters do leave the school from time to time..."

"But we have to contact him now!" Said James urgently. "This is important!"

"Yes, I am aware of that." Said Phineas Nigellus like he couldn't care less. "But I'm sure you know that meetings between the members of the Wizengamot are highly confidential and are not allowed to be interrupted under any circumstance. I would know, being one myself." He added smugly.

"Then let's just wait here until he returns." Said Remus calmly.

"No no no no....no way! What if McGonagall comes in?" James said. "She is still here,right?" He added to the portrait.

"McGonagall.... that insufferable old woman, head of Gryffindor house? Oh yes, she's still here."

"Oh, joy."

"Look." Growled Lily. "I know you're desperate to stay on your precious little quiddich team, but right now, I think this is slightly more important! We have to go to Mcgonagall!"

"Yes." Said Remus coldly. "I agree."

"But who knows how she will react when she sees us?" Said Sirius.

"Yes! Exactly!" James agreed. "She might have a heart attack or something..."

"Couldn't we just go to our older selves?" Peter inquired. "I mean, surely they remember this, and can tell us what to do to get back to our own time!"

"If we ever got back..." Said Lily darkly.

"No...that's a great idea Wormtail!" Said James, for once, ignoring Lily's dark statement. "Why didn't I think of that?"

"'Cause you're an idiot." Said Sirius simply.

"Hey!"

"You know I'm only joking, Prongsie." Said Sirius. And the proceeded to cough "not".

"But how are we going to find our... older selves." Said Lily dryly.

"Ask McGonagall where they are." Remus chided.

"No! Not her. Besides, she probably doesn't know where we live anyway." Said James, trying to smile charmingly at Lily, and failing miserably.

"Where we live?"

James' smile grew larger.

"Would you knock it off?" Said Sirius, sounding slightly annoyed. "If you don't want to go to dear Minnie, why don't we try some other professor like...Slughorn?"

"Slughorn?" Said James incredulously. "Why the bloody hell would we go to him?"

For once, Remus didn't glare at James for his use of foul language.

"Cause he likes Lily." Said Sirius. "He's bound to still be in some sort of contact with her. Or at least he'll know where she lives."

Lily sighed heavily. "Unfortunately, you're probably right." She said through gritted teeth. "I guess we could try asking him, but what do you think he'll do when I walk through the door to his classroom? In case you've failed to notice..."

"Yea yea, we're twenty years in the future... That's why Jamie's going to do it!"

"What?" Said James,startled. "Why me?"

"Cause Slughorn still calls you 'Juan Porcelain' after teaching you for five years." Said Remus. "You're the last one of us he'd recognize."

"Oh yea."

"So...we don't want him to recognize us?" Asked Peter slowly.

Sirius turned patiently to his friend.

"No Pete, we don't. He might have go into cardiac arrest or something of the sort if one of his students from twenty years ago walk into his classroom. Henceforth, we send antler boy over there-"

"Antler boy...?" Said Lily suspiciously.

"Oh,uh, see this charm went wrong last summer." Remus quickly mumbled to her. "He was stuck with antlers for a week."

Lily's eyes sparked with amusement. "Really?"

"Uh...yep."

"-in to ask, polity, how he might get in contact with Lily...er...Evans...or former Lily Evans, if you've gotten married of course..." He added with a sly glance to Lily.

Lily looked at him. And, Remus thought, If looks could kill, poor Padfoot would be doomed.

"And as soon as he finds out, we'll come back up here and contact the older Evans through the fire, and ask her how to get back."

"And we should all go together." Said Remus. "That way, if we get caught, we can explain things easier."

"We're not going to get caught." Said James firmly. "But, yea...we should probably all go."

"The older Lily is probably even expecting us." Said Peter optimistically.

Lily just glared at them all. "Aren't we forgetting something?" She asked coldly.

The Marauders stared blankly at her.

"What if Slughorn isn't here anymore?" Said Lily, as if it should have been the most obvious thing in the world. "What if he's retired?"

"Nah...Dumbeldore and Mcgonagall are still here, aren't they?" Said James, running a hand through his hair as he addressed her. "Why would Slughorn want to leave? He loves teaching here."

From his portrait, Phineas Nigellus sighed dramatically.

"Such naïve children....you all think we professors love what we do..."

"Hey," Said Sirius, turning to the portrait as if he had just remember is was there. "You would know, is Slughorn still teaching potions here?"

Phineas looked down at him from the brink of his nose.

"How should I know? It isn't as if I pay attention to such things."

"Yea, I suppose you're too busy over there sleeping away in your chair." Grumbled Sirius.

"Please, professor, just ignore him." Pleaded Lily. "Are... are you sure you don't know?"

Phineas looked at her from the corner of his eye, as is she were some sort of gross looking slug he'd rather avoid. "Yes, I am quite sure. In fact, I believe he may still be here."

"Are you sure?" Asked Remus cautiously.

The portrait completely ignored him.

"So I suggest you troublesome little beasts scuttle down there before I become too annoyed." He said loftily.

"Or what?" Scoffed James. "You'll make ugly faces at us?"

The portrait rolled his eyes. "No. You see, while I'd rather not leave this portrait, I do have another one in the -ahem- deputy headmistress's office that I could visit, to inform her of the current situation..."

"And we'll be off!" Said James cheerily. "Sorry to be a bother to you Professor Nigelus, sir, it won't happen again..."

And James practically dragged everyone out of the headmaster's office and back down the stairs.

"So it's off to the dungeons,then?" Sirius whispered once they were back out in the still-deserted corridor in front of the stone gargoyle.

"Yes, and quickly." Hissed Remus. " Classes will be out any minute now-"

"Meorw..."

The Marauders and Lily all jumped at the sudden interruption, and turned to see the source of the noise; A rather large, gray and black cat, that was staring at them with all-too-knowing red eyes.

"What...?" Lily began.

"Filch." Said all the Marauders at the same time.

And sure enough, as soon as they'd said it, a crackled,drawing voice could be heard from not far down the corridor.

"What is it, my sweet? Students in the corridors during class? I'll see they all hang..."

"Run." Whispered Sirius. "Run. Now."

They didn't need telling twice. The five fifth year Gryffindors took off down the corridor, cloaks flying behind them.

"In here!" Hissed James after they turned a corner. Everyone skidded to a stop in front of what appeared to be an empty classroom. Remus, completely out of breath, yanked open he door. Everyone stumbled in behind him.

"Phew!" Said Peter, out of breath, as Sirius all but slammed the door. "That was clo-"

He cut off suddenly when he realized that they were not, in fact, in an empty classroom.

It had only appeared empty because all the lights were off. In reality, it was full of what Remus assumed where fifth or sixth year Gryffindors who had all turned in their seats to stare with wide eyes at the newcomers. On a chalk board in the front of the classroom, there were notes on Bog-Lures written in very, very familiar handwriting. Next to the chalk board, in a glass case, there sat what Remus recognized to be actual Bog-Lure, it's tiny lantern shining in the dark. And next to the Bog-Lure-

"No... way..." Said Sirius softly. His eyes flashing between Remus and the person standing completely frozen, with a look of absolute shock on his face, in the front of the classroom.

"Harry?" Said multiple voices at the same time. If Remus hadn't been to busy staring at the... person... in the front of the room, he would have noticed two identical redheads looking at James in amusement.

"Well.." whispered Peter. " I guess we won't have to contact Lily anymore..."

James cleared his throat.

"Erm...Hello."

Remus could only stare as his older counterpart's eyes slid out of focus. He wondered vaguely how much it hurt when the older Remus's head hit the floor.

And now, a word from the author:

Mawahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!

Ha.

Ha.

You thought I was going to send them to Snape, didn't you?? XDD Whell, actally, that was where they were headed, originaly, but I changed my mind when they opened the door to the "empty" classroom. And, erm, yea. I think they stand around and talk to much in this chapter, personally...but it gets better.

I...I mean...i think.

Im thinking about having Dementors attack Sirius somehow...casue you know...they're looking for his older self or whatever??? But I don't know...

Anyhoo...plzplzplzplz reveiw and tell me how much you think it sucks....or if you like it... or if you think it sucks...or if you like it...

And did you know, that I noticed something very interesting the other day? Correct me if I'm wrong, but every single one of Harry's DADA teachers try to attack him...(Well with Lupin it wasn't intentional, but still...)

Okay,sorry, that was random.

And once again, thank you to all the wonderful reveiwers and readers! i heart you guys.

And as if this wasn't already long enough, I'm gonna try to respond to the reveiws thus far:

deisegirl: thanks! um..while I have nothing against the whole Sirius/Remus thing, there probably wont be any in this story...basicaly becase i stink at writing any romance of any sort. The closest thing to more-that-friends love in this story is probably just goning to retain to James fliting unprodctivly with Lily :)

LGSnow: Thanks for the corrections!! They were very helpful :D And I'm glad you're interested in it.

fighgirl: (i love your name btw) thank you!

deisegirl: Yep. This is during Harry's third year...right after christmas holidays to be presise. So he knows all about Sirius betraying his parents and killing wormtail and things. *coughcough*

milou8: Tehehe. Yes that was fun to write.

RemmyBlack: Why, thank you!! More is coming. =D

humor bunny: thanks!! i glad you thought it was funny :)

Tree of Angels:Thank you!! School's going good so far...at least I haven't failed anything yet :D and as for Dumbeldore's reaction...well idk...

crazy-wee-cat: Really? You think so? hehe. thanks!!!