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Padfoot- young Sirius

Sirius- old Sirius (from the future)

Chapter Twelve

The common room was quiet. All the Gryffindors had gone to bed an hour ago. Quiet. Just the way the Marauders wanted it.

"Come on!" James said after checking that no one was there.

"Where are we-ow!" Peter had tripped over the last stair and fell.

"You alright Wormtail?" Remus asked, helping him up.

"Yeah, thanks Moony. Now where are we going? You still haven't told me."

"The Room of Requirement. It's the only place we can be sure we wont be overheard." Padfoot answered.

"Do we have the cloak?" Peter asked, following the others to the portrait hole.

"No, we don't need it. No one will be up now, it's too late." James said jumping down from the hole into the hall.

The castle was silent. You could hear a pin drop.

Wham.

"Wormtail! Padfoot! Shhh!"

James turned around to see Peter on top of Padfoot, just underneath the portrait hole. Remus was standing in front of them, rolling his eyes.

"Come on! Why does it take so long just to get out of the bloody common room?" James huffed, bending down to help Padfoot up while Remus helped Peter.

"I apologize, Prongs. Not all of us are perfect like you." Padfoot said, rolling his eyes.

"I know. But you should try. Now let's go!" James said, turning on his heel and walking down the hallway.

"Um, Prongs? It's this way." Remus chuckled while Padfoot and Peter were shaking with laughter.

"I knew that! Now stop laughing and march!" James said, running back to them and pointing his finger down the hallway.

"Yes, sir!" Peter and Padfoot said at the same time, saluting him.

Remus just walked on after them and James took the end at a march.

"Come on! Everyone's asleep! Let's just go already! It takes time to come up with a master piece and if I'm waiting for you guys it won't be the best it can be!" Sirius moaned to himself quietly, standing in the middle of the circular common room, waiting for Harry and Ron to join him so they could head to the Room of Requirement.

While he was waiting he looked around the room that would be his until they figured out how to get back to their own time.

There was a huge fireplace in the wall directly across from the door, with the same portrait guarding their room, over the mantel place. Around the fireplace there were several squishy armchairs and a large couch. Three work desks lined the rest of the walls. The desks were covered in parchment that seemed to have class schedules and work plans scattered about them. Any free wall space was taken up with bookshelves and from what he had heard before the girls went to bed it was 'the best part of the whole place!' along with 'the library full of books that could really expand our teaching methods!'

Sirius thought that was a load of rubbish. Why should he care whether or not the squirts learned something out of books? Hands on knowledge (A.K.A. practical lessons) was always the best teacher in Sirius' opinion.

Sirius' favourite thing about their living quarters was that they were decked out in Gryffindor colours. His room was just like that of his old dorm except the bed was a bit bigger and there was only one of them instead of four.

Harry had told him that it was lucky there were five rooms as they were now five people, but when Sirius had arrived he found a sixth door added to the five already existing ones.

Sirius was the first to reach it, his curiosity getting the best of him. When he opened the door his mouth had dropped in surprise.

It was a large open space with a duelling stage running along the far wall. On the other three walls was equipment. And not just any equipment, but fighting equipment. Shields, swords, scabbards, daggers, belts, wand holsters, extra wands, padding, and dummies (that looked strangely like Death Eaters). Sirius stood there with his mouth opened until the rest of them had come up behind him and wanted to see what had Sirius so stunned.

Their reactions were the same. They were stunned, their mouths hanging opened. To think that they had all this at their disposal! They could train whenever they wanted and maybe learn some skills to help kill off some Death Eaters in this time.

Sirius was just thinking about how they should really get some training in sometime soon when Ron and Harry walked through the door with smiles on their faces.

"What have you guys done without me?" Sirius pouted.

Harry chuckled, "Nothing, Sirius. We both have some pretty good ideas, that's all..."

"Well, I wanna hear them! Let's go!" Sirius said, running over to the door and opened it quietly so as not to wake the girls. Harry and Ron followed at a slower pace.

They made their way to the Room of Requirement silently because they didn't want anyone knowing where they were going.

"Stop!" James whispered-yelled as they were about to round the corner to the Room of Requirement.

"What? What happened?" Padfoot asked, looking around wildly for the source of what had made James make them stop.

"I hear something..."

"Told you we should have brought the cloak..." Peter said quietly.

"Shut up!" James snapped. "If it's a teacher we're screwed! And the cloak wouldn't have made us any quieter then we are right now."

Remus ignored their bickering and peeked around the corner to where he thought his werewolf senses had picked up the noise of soft falling footsteps.

What he saw didn't surprise him, but it did sort of ruin their night.

"Hey guys! It's some teachers," Remus whispered, turning back to them.

That efficiently shut them up.

"Not Minnie or anyone like that. Just Professor Robinson, Professor Richards and Mr. Knight." Remus said, turning back to see where they were headed.

Now that surprised him. He saw them walking into none other then the Room of Requirement.

"Hey! They just went into the Room of Requirement!" Remus whisper-yelled in James' ear, making him jump.

"Jeesh, Moony! Right in my- wait, what?" James had whisper-yelled right back, sticking his head around the corner just in time to see them disappear into the room.

Padfoot and Peter stuck their heads around as well, but they only caught the door sinking back into the wall.

"Well, what are we going to do now?" Padfoot asked.

"I think we should go and ask them about it." Remus said.

"What? Moony, have you lost your marbles? We could get in huge trouble! And it's not even for a prank!" James knocked on Remus' head as he said this.

"No, I have not lost my marbles," he said, ducking from under James' knocking fist, "Padfoot's marbles are the ones we always slip on. I, however, think it's a very good idea. I doubt they would give us detention. I think they would be delighted to have us amazing Marauders as company. Especially you, James."

James raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"I don't know, Professor Robinson seemed to have taken a liking to you." Remus shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah, come on Prongs! It can't hurt. So what if we get detention? We practically live in detention!" Padfoot said as he started walking towards the blank stretch of wall that was the Room of Requirement.

James thought for a moment and the shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, lets go." He said, following after Padfoot with Remus and Peter travelling behind him.

Padfoot had already opened the room up, the giant doors staring them right in the face.

"Alright..." Padfoot said, putting his weight on the doors so they would open.

They walked in, the door shutting behind them.

"What the hell?" a voice said from inside.

"How did you get in here?" Harry asked when he finally saw the Marauders standing in front of the doors that had just closed.

"We pushed." Padfoot said with a winning smile on his face.

It obviously didn't work on Professor Robinson.

"Don't give me that smile, Black. You know it's very far after curfew. What are you doing here?"

"We needed a, um, private room." James tried this excuse; his fingers crossed, hoping it would work.

Professor Robinson's eyes narrowed.

"You say you needed a private room and yet you brought all four of you here when I know for a fact that it's you four alone in one dorm room. How much more private can you get?"

"Um... I, um... sorry, I got nothing." James said.

The three professors stared them down.

The Marauders were used to this and used this time to check out the room.

It seemed that the professors were using it to plan something, as there was a large table in the middle of the room with three chairs behind. On the table were spell books and loads of parchment, blank and written on. The only source of light were a bunch of candles scattered around on the table and tiny tables that were placed at points around the room. Covering the walls were bookshelves of what looked like both muggle books and magical books on... pranks?

"What are you doing in here, Professor?" James asked, wondering whether these professors weren't as normal as he thought.

"Um," Professor Robinson actually looked a bit guilty.

"We are trying to find a decent prank to pull and then plans to put it in action, although why I'm telling you four, I haven't a clue, but there you are. Now, what are you doing here, may I ask?" Sirius asked.

"Surprisingly enough, the same reason as you. Never thought I would live to see the day Professors are helping us with our mission to bring chaos on the good people of Hogwarts. Congratulations, Professors." Padfoot smiled, going up to each professor in turn and shaking their hands vigorously.

Sirius, Ron and Harry all burst into laughter at Padfoot's announcement.

Padfoot bowed, straightened up and then said, "So what can we help you with?"

"Actually we were planning on pranking you, just to prove it could be done. But now that you're here we may as well team up and turn it on the rest of the school." Ron said, enjoying the looks on their faces when they heard people were conspiring against them.

"So what did you have in mind?" Harry asked them, an evil smile lighting up his face.

The smile was contagious and within moments it was upon every face in the room.

"Now when shall this fabulous, ingenious, magical, fantastical, AMAZ-" Padfoot was cut off by Remus, who had put a hand over his mouth.

"I think what he means to say is, when is this going to take place, oh wonderful Professors of mine?" James said.

"How about tomorrow at dinner? That way after classes we could go and set it up because there is no way the house-elves will let us do this in the kitchens." Ron suggested.

"Great idea, but how are we going to shake the girls?" Harry sighed.

"Ugh, they always complicate things." Sirius said, banging his fist on the table.

The Marauders laughed.

"Well, we could just use a bunch of secret passageways to get to the Great Hall." Ron said.

"But I have Lily with me until the very last bell. I suppose you guys could do it without me. After all, Ron is better at Transfiguration then I am." Harry said, smiling at his blushing friend.

"Yeah, mate, just come when you can." Sirius said.

"Great! So we're all set?" James asked.

"Yuppers. Alright! Bed time!" Harry said, yawning.

"Since when do you say yuppers?" Ron asked Harry, staring at him incredulously. "You sound like Zach."

"Ugh, I've been hanging out with you too much! You've got you on me! Yuck." Harry said, looking at Sirius and making a face.

Sirius pouted. "Having me on you should be an honor!" he said, and then laughed. "That sounds so bad." He said, cracking up.

Everyone else laughed with him. They laughed until they were sore (even though it wasn't that funny). It was late and they were very tired.

"I. Want. Bed. Now." Harry said once they had all calmed down.

"Alright," Ron said, gathering up all their finished plans into a neat pile and tucked it under his arm.

Harry and the Marauders were already walking towards the door.

Ron and Sirius followed moments later.

Once everyone was out and the door had disappeared the Marauders turned to Harry, Ron and Sirius and bowed.

"You are forever the best professors we have ever had. All hail yous." Padfoot said.

"Yous?" Ron chuckled.

Padfoot scowled. "We are complimenting you. Just take it."

"Alright, alright!" Ron then bowed to them, Harry following to suit although Sirius did not (he didn't feel comfortable bowing to himself for something he had done).

"And you are forever the best pranksters in Hogwarts history. All hail yous." They both said in unison with smiles on their faces.

"And now we bid you goodnight." Sirius and Padfoot said at the same time while everyone stood up.

Harry and Ron looked Padfoot, then at Sirius and then at each other and burst out laughing.

"See you guys tomorrow!" Ron called out through his laughter, walking away. Sirius reluctantly followed the two laughing professors leaving behind four students who were very confused as to why the two professors had burst out laughing.

A/N-

Alright, I'm very sorry this took longer then usual but this will probably be the normal update time for both my stories (weekends).

I do have other things to attend to (even though I wish I didn't) and can't update as often as I'd like to. I will try to update as fast as I can without making this story really crappy because I'm writing to fast. :)

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