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Lunch time had arrived at Hogwarts and it was about time for students to start pouring into the Great Hall to sit down at the respective house tables or not (because what a lame rule like seriously, why is this a rule?) and get ready to eat. Yay food! Students were now heading to the Great Hall for lunchtime; the corridors were starting to become empty with a few students here and there stopping to talk. Meanwhile, Ron and friends were entering the Great Hall to sit down at the Gryffindor table.
Upon entering the Great Hall, however, there was something strange. You couldn’t miss it.
Lying there on the table was a closed book; an unfamiliar book that someone must have accidentally left. Whoops! Still, a bit odd and mysterious looking isn’t it? Very spooky. Still, it should be returned to the library of whoever it belonged to.
The group huddled around the book to examine it. What kind of book is this? It’s so mysterious and… off putting. Who knew a book could be giving off creepy vibes? This one sure does! And Ron isn’t a fan of it. Nope, not at all.
But….
It wouldn’t hurt to take a peek right? It’s just like any ordinary library book, surely. Come on, what’s the worst that could happen? A face appears from the book and screams at them? Nah. This is just going to be a regular book with nothing but fine print words staring back at the students. Ron inched close to the book out of curiosity; kind of hesitant to be opening up an unfamiliar book. But come on, what’s going to happen? There’s just going to be words staring back. That’s all, there’s nothing to be scared of.
The Gryffindor boy began to open the book with the expectations of… well, nothing.
A blanket of flashing white light eminented out of the book washing over the room like a blanket of snow. Blinding…..eerily bright. Reaching every last little crevice of the school. The spell that the book contained has finally been released…..tooo do what. Well….wait and seeee…..
Still in the famous wizarding school but in the 1970's a friend group who always caused mischief were hanging out in the Room of Requirement with the treasured mauraders map out on the table. The room had turned into a cool hang out zone for the four and well plus a certain Slytherin that a certain Gryffindor has grown rather fond of!!!
James had been standing behind one of the chairs yapping away about his latest prank ideas. Resting his hands on the chair in front of him. A big beaming smile on his face. “ So anyways! What do you groovy kids think of that?” He asked. The pranks were pretty mundane other than casting a pretty silly spell of turning all the Slytherin's well except for Reggie's hair purple. James Potter was a bit of a big goofball, a bit of a idiot at times. But hey! Always a good time with him around.
James wouldn't ever do that to Reggie you know. Such a smitten kitten for his fellow animagus boyfriend. The whole group were animagus actually! How gnarly is that! While He simply awaited his friends to respond to his question, He moved to the side of the chair and leaned over to give Regulus a light smooch of the cheek smiling goofily as always before sitting down on the arm of the chair. Swinging his legs lightly.
What no one had noticed yet was that the beloved mauraders maps had a bunch of new names that suddenly popped up onto it, in the great hall. Whom would be the first to notice that little peculiarity? Who knows!
Regulus had been tagging along with Marauders for a while now thanks to James dragging him everywhere and getting him involved in the pranks. It’s not like the Slytherin is complaining or anything like that because he’s happy to tag along. The other marauders seemed to be approving and supportive of his relationship with James. Which is good! Very nice.
Reggie was settled comfortably in a nice chair, having no choice but to listen to James rattle on about a prank idea. Classic James, isn’t it? “No, James, you cannot turn all of the Slytherin students' hair purple.” Reggie breathed out with an exasperated sigh. James may be an idiot, but he is Reggie’s idiot. Even if James did cast some ridiculous spell to turn the Slytherin students’ hair purple, obviously Regulus would be spared. But still. It’s a silly, ridiculous prank.
The Slytherin watched as his boyfriend gave him a peck on the cheek and he couldn’t help but smile. What can he say? He’s a sap for affection! Affection from James Potter. “I love you too, James.” James didn’t even need to say “I love you” for Reggie to say “I love you too.” back to him. James could just give him a kiss and Reggie would say it.
The Room of Requirement is a nice place to hang out. It’s just Reggie and the Marauders listening to James rattle on about prank ideas. The Slytherin moved to hold hands with the Gryffindor. Affection! Very nice.
What Regulus hadn’t noticed before, but was noticing now, was that a whole bunch of names had popped up onto the Marauders Map. Like, a bunch of scrolls with each other person’s name in it had appeared in the Great Hall. And Regulus didn’t know any of these people! Surely if it was someone who already attended Hogwarts then it would’ve show them walking to the Great Hall, not just appearing there out of the blue.
Regulus shifted in his seat for a better look at the map. Listen, sometimes Regulus likes to take the map and see what’s going on. It didn’t look like anyone else had noticed the change on the map, just him. His eyes flickered down to the map, looking at all of the various new names — …… Harry Potter?
Who is Harry Potter? Does James have a brother he doesn’t know about? A cousin? “James, mon amour (my love), who is Harry Potter?” The Slytherin asked with a hum as he leaned back in the chair to look over at the Gryffindor. “Do you have a brother I don’t know about?” Regulus inquired, gesturing to the Marauders Map.
“Look, a bunch of people have appeared in the Great Hall.”
He might as well point it out to everyone else while he’s questioning James. Who are these people? And who is Harry Potter? Reggie only knows James Potter! And Euphemia and Fleamont Potter of course.
Upon entering the Great Hall, however, there was something strange. You couldn’t miss it.
Lying there on the table was a closed book; an unfamiliar book that someone must have accidentally left. Whoops! Still, a bit odd and mysterious looking isn’t it? Very spooky. Still, it should be returned to the library of whoever it belonged to.
The group huddled around the book to examine it. What kind of book is this? It’s so mysterious and… off putting. Who knew a book could be giving off creepy vibes? This one sure does! And Ron isn’t a fan of it. Nope, not at all.
But….
It wouldn’t hurt to take a peek right? It’s just like any ordinary library book, surely. Come on, what’s the worst that could happen? A face appears from the book and screams at them? Nah. This is just going to be a regular book with nothing but fine print words staring back at the students. Ron inched close to the book out of curiosity; kind of hesitant to be opening up an unfamiliar book. But come on, what’s going to happen? There’s just going to be words staring back. That’s all, there’s nothing to be scared of.
The Gryffindor boy began to open the book with the expectations of… well, nothing.
A blanket of flashing white light eminented out of the book washing over the room like a blanket of snow. Blinding…..eerily bright. Reaching every last little crevice of the school. The spell that the book contained has finally been released…..tooo do what. Well….wait and seeee…..
Still in the famous wizarding school but in the 1970's a friend group who always caused mischief were hanging out in the Room of Requirement with the treasured mauraders map out on the table. The room had turned into a cool hang out zone for the four and well plus a certain Slytherin that a certain Gryffindor has grown rather fond of!!!
James had been standing behind one of the chairs yapping away about his latest prank ideas. Resting his hands on the chair in front of him. A big beaming smile on his face. “ So anyways! What do you groovy kids think of that?” He asked. The pranks were pretty mundane other than casting a pretty silly spell of turning all the Slytherin's well except for Reggie's hair purple. James Potter was a bit of a big goofball, a bit of a idiot at times. But hey! Always a good time with him around.
James wouldn't ever do that to Reggie you know. Such a smitten kitten for his fellow animagus boyfriend. The whole group were animagus actually! How gnarly is that! While He simply awaited his friends to respond to his question, He moved to the side of the chair and leaned over to give Regulus a light smooch of the cheek smiling goofily as always before sitting down on the arm of the chair. Swinging his legs lightly.
What no one had noticed yet was that the beloved mauraders maps had a bunch of new names that suddenly popped up onto it, in the great hall. Whom would be the first to notice that little peculiarity? Who knows!
Regulus had been tagging along with Marauders for a while now thanks to James dragging him everywhere and getting him involved in the pranks. It’s not like the Slytherin is complaining or anything like that because he’s happy to tag along. The other marauders seemed to be approving and supportive of his relationship with James. Which is good! Very nice.
Reggie was settled comfortably in a nice chair, having no choice but to listen to James rattle on about a prank idea. Classic James, isn’t it? “No, James, you cannot turn all of the Slytherin students' hair purple.” Reggie breathed out with an exasperated sigh. James may be an idiot, but he is Reggie’s idiot. Even if James did cast some ridiculous spell to turn the Slytherin students’ hair purple, obviously Regulus would be spared. But still. It’s a silly, ridiculous prank.
The Slytherin watched as his boyfriend gave him a peck on the cheek and he couldn’t help but smile. What can he say? He’s a sap for affection! Affection from James Potter. “I love you too, James.” James didn’t even need to say “I love you” for Reggie to say “I love you too.” back to him. James could just give him a kiss and Reggie would say it.
The Room of Requirement is a nice place to hang out. It’s just Reggie and the Marauders listening to James rattle on about prank ideas. The Slytherin moved to hold hands with the Gryffindor. Affection! Very nice.
What Regulus hadn’t noticed before, but was noticing now, was that a whole bunch of names had popped up onto the Marauders Map. Like, a bunch of scrolls with each other person’s name in it had appeared in the Great Hall. And Regulus didn’t know any of these people! Surely if it was someone who already attended Hogwarts then it would’ve show them walking to the Great Hall, not just appearing there out of the blue.
Regulus shifted in his seat for a better look at the map. Listen, sometimes Regulus likes to take the map and see what’s going on. It didn’t look like anyone else had noticed the change on the map, just him. His eyes flickered down to the map, looking at all of the various new names — …… Harry Potter?
Who is Harry Potter? Does James have a brother he doesn’t know about? A cousin? “James, mon amour (my love), who is Harry Potter?” The Slytherin asked with a hum as he leaned back in the chair to look over at the Gryffindor. “Do you have a brother I don’t know about?” Regulus inquired, gesturing to the Marauders Map.
“Look, a bunch of people have appeared in the Great Hall.”
He might as well point it out to everyone else while he’s questioning James. Who are these people? And who is Harry Potter? Reggie only knows James Potter! And Euphemia and Fleamont Potter of course.
