HP ~ Marauders Era ~ 1x1

(either Padfoot or Prongs... i'll decide soon)


Liz couldn't help but think Evan's whole apparition story worked like a dream, it was foolproof in it's own completely un-foolproof way, but Liz didn't care, "after all" she thought "we'll be back in present soon enough" Liz suddenly realized how immensely dizzy she felt and took a seat next to the maniac boy with the tie around his head, who looked at her like she was a three headed monster. Liz ignored it, she could tell by the look in his grey eyes that he wouldn't have the guts to ask her to move.


"Well..." Liz clapped her hands together awkwardly, half expecting that one word to make things less awkward between her, Evan, and the four boys, it did no such thing. "Does anyone wanna... tell me the date?" She asked, aware of how awkward it must sound. The Harry clone and the tie-maniac guy exchanged a look, but neither told her. Eventually, after what felt like ages of awkwardness to Liz, the boy with the scars sighed and stood up from the ground, now apparently out of his shock.


"It's September 1st." He explained, in kind skepticalism.


"Which you would've known if you had a brain of some sorts." The tie guy pointed out rudely, Liz stuck her tongue out at him.


"And the year?" She asked to the boy with the scars, who so far seemed to be the nicest guy on the train.


At that point, all four of the boys looked at Liz like she'd just sprung another head. "1972..." The nicer one answered cautiously.


Liz was then attacked by a sudden overwhelming urge to puke.
 
((It took me awhile to decide xD ))


Evan, who was about to take a seat next to the Harry clone, choked on her own spit. She ended up standing there in the middle of the compartment, beating her chest as she tried to unclog her airways. Liz was looking positively green and the boys were looking at her like she was crazy. Evan probably appeared that way, so she didn't blame them. She put a hand on the wall, taking deep breathes as she regained her ability to suck air into her lungs. "1972..." Evan repeated faintly, going pale in the face. "Oh, Merlin...Time-Turners haven't even been invented yet and they can't go forward even if they had!" she ranted, beginning to pace around floor. Her shoes made crunching noises as she stepped on the various discarded wrappers and packages of Wizarding candy.


"Oh, bloody-Harry! We'll never see Harry again, oh my Merlin, Fred and George, Ginny, Ronald, Percy..." she started to list her many siblings, and she slumped into the seat burying her face in her hands. Evan didn't want to cry in front of these people-she barely knew them! Well, she knew Professor Lupin but he didn't know her! He didn't know her for another 18 years! She didn't know what to do with herself. Harry clone-James Potter, she now knew-was looking at her awkwardly, Professor Lupin was exchanging glances with the tie maniac, and the rat looking guy was blinking rapidly, too stupid to understand what was going on.


Things were not looking well for Evan and Liz. 
((This is Stephano, btw. I made another account and I accidentally forgot to log out!))
 
"Exchange students from St. Brutus's eh?" The tie maniac asked, in a humourous and skeptical tone. Liz shot him a glare that clearly told the boy to back off, but he didn't pay attention. "Funny, i've... Never heard of that, where is it exactly?" He asked, raising a dark eyebrow towards the two girls.


"Give em a break Sirius, they nearly just had an asthema attack for Pete's sake!" The scarred one exclaimed. Tie maniac guy, who apparently was named Sirius rolled his eyes and sighed drastically, apparently unimpressed by the disability of his new compartmentmates when it comes to taking a joke. "Sirius..." Liz thought. "What a stupid name." It sounded vagualy flamilier to her, but she was too busy freaking out over the present to worry about the past... Or... Was it the other was around. Liz was seriously confused now, and it must've shone clearly through on her face, because the second all the dizzyness started to go from her head to her stomach, Sirius, (who Liz doubted she would ever know as anyone other than 'the maniac tie guy') leaped up from the seat where she was sitting.


"Look out everybody! Puke bombs will soon start falling from the sky!" He yelled, the mouselike boy let out a squeal of laughter and even the Harry Clone managed a chuckle, but the scarred one just rolled his eyes at the immaturity of his friends. "Honestly." Liz thought. "I'm surprised someone with any brain cells still intact is still hanging around these morons."


"Yeah tie guy, cause we all know that if i puke on someone, you're my first target." Liz joked. The four of them looked shocked, they probably have never had anyone with enough wit (or nerve) to backhand one of their jokes, which Liz found completely bizarre and very likely to change. The only non-crazy member of the group, sent a soft smile to her and Evan and handed them both a large chunk of chocolate. "Here." He exclaimed. "It should make you two feel better." Liz eyed the chocolate cautiously, unsure of whether or not it was safe to eat something that came from anyone hanging around idiots like these. She eventually sparked the courage to nibble a few bites, once she realized how much better Evan looked after she ate half the piece. "There." He smiled. "See, i told you it would make it better." Liz nodded weakly. "I guess..." She muttered under her breath. In truth, the chocolate made her feel loads better, but she refused to admit it. "I'm Remus Lupin," the boy explained, looking over at Evan and her. "Prefect of Gryffindor, and friend to these morons." He added with a sigh. "I'm Peter Pettigrew!" The watery eyed one piped up. Liz rolled her eyes. "Yeah..." She thought. "Like i'm gonna remember that one."


"Aye! And i'm Argyle McStuffins!" The tie guy butted in, in an obviously fake scottish accent.


"No you're not." Liz pointed out. "You're Sirius, the maniac tie guy, and you need to work on your accents." She exclaimed, sending him a teasing smirk. At that point, Sirius looked kind of sheepish and calmed down on trying jokes on Liz for a little while afterwards.


The Harry Clone cleared his throat impatiently, "probably ticked about being mentioned last." Liz thought, on the verge of sympathy. "And finally, the best of the best, the most popular of the elite, the quickest of the athletes, the brightest of the prodigies, the one and only..." He introduced in a fake, announcer type, Liz rolled her eyes in exasperation and immediately dispersed all thoughts of sympathy lingering around in her mind. "James Potter!" He exclaimed in the same obnoixious voice.


"Potter?" Liz thought, and looked over at Evan in fear, suddenly aware of just how much trouble they'd landed themselves in. 
((My computer shuts me down... But the ipod lasts forever!! :3 also, i was just wondering if this website ever made you pay... Because that would result in immediate termination of my account :( :( :( :(;(;(;(;(;())
 
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"Oh, this is just ridiculous!" Evan exclaimed, gripping the ends of her hair and tugging them. "First we get landed with these three psychos," she deliberately looked at Sirius, Peter, and James in turn. "Now this! The world hates me. That must be the case."


"Oi!" Sirius shouted, putting his hands on his hips. "We're not that bad!" Evan have him a look that clearly said Yes you are, and he pouted, looking absurdly like a puppy. She rolled her eyes, letting her orange locks float back down to her shoulders. Remus snorted, taking a seat next to James. "Liz," Evan said, looking at her friend with a grin on her face. "We have broken so many rules just being here, you know that right?"


"Why's that?" Peter squeaked curiously, looking at her. She just waved an impatient hand in his direction. Sirius fell back onto the seat and she propped her feet on his lap, not paying attention to the look her gave her. Sirius pinched the tips of her toes and lifted her feet up, dropping them back onto the ground. They crackled against the trash. Evan simply perched her feet on him again. This went on for a good 3 minutes until Remus finally said:


"Just let her put her feet on your lap, Padfoot," that reminded Evan of something. Hadn't Harry's map said Padfoot? Wormtail, Moony, Padfoot, and Prongs. "Padfoot?" she asked, directing the question towards Remus. Peter answered for him, puffing his chest of proudly as he explained:


"We're the Marauders, and we all have nicknames. I'm Wormtail, Sirius is Padfoot, Remus is Moony, and James is Prongs," he seemed to take great pride in calling himself a Marauder. Evan sent Liz a look, wondering if she realized the same thing that she did.
 
((Thx and YAY!! Sometimes though, on my ipod, the internet fails me... :mad:... Omigosh, what exactly did Evan realize??? Because now i'm confused and... don't really know where to go from here.))


Liz stared at the boys in shock, she'd had experience with the marauders map, helping her sneak away to hogsmeade when her parents refused to let her go as punishment for being a 'disgrace to the Malfoy family', she sometimes dreamed of meeting its creators, and knew for a fact Gred and Forge did. Now though, as Liz looked from the watery eyed mouse-like Peter, to the scarred, studious Remus, the narcisstic James and the maniac tie guy that Liz doubted she would ever call 'Sirius', she felt immensely disappointed.


"You made the Marauder's Map?" She asked, emphasizing the 'you' in disbelief.


James nodded proudly. Liz glanced at the four of them in complete shock. "But... That's impossible, you guys couldn't of..." She stammered.


Sirius looked at her angrily. "What?" He questioned. "So you two can pop out of nowhere but we can't make an epically awesome map of the entire school? How is that fair?"


Liz rolled her eyes in exasperation. "It's not that awesome..." She muttered under her breath and looked to Evan in hope of agreement. To be perfectly honest though, Liz was lying to herself, in truth, she still admired the map, just not its creators anymore. "Besides," Liz added. "Life isn't fair."
 
((She realized the they made the Marauders Map. And we need to get to Hogwarts soon, so they can talk to Professor Dumbles))


Evan, however, had a different opinion. She looked excitedly at the boys, her eyes holding a mischievous gleam in them. "How did you make it?" she asked them eagerly. They looked at her in surprise, but Sirius seemed to snap out of it and started to delve into the makings and creation. Evan listened to him with rapt attention, mentally filing away all of the new information. Once he was done, Evan grinned at all of them.


"Wicked," she breathed. Then she laughed, a little sadly. "Gred and Forge would have loved to know all of that," she said, and Remus looked at her kindly. "Who are Gred and Forge?" he asked, sensing the sadness in her tone. Evan sent him a small smile, but shook her head. "No one," said Evan.


"When does this train arrive?" Sirius asked loudly and obnoxiously, looking at everyone. James shrugged. "Should be any time," he said, bending over to grab a chocolate frog on the floor. Evan wrinkled her nose in disgust and looked at the all. "Then you should really be getting into your uniforms," she told them, her tone not unlike Hermione's.


"Oh yeah..." Peter said, looking at his muggle clothes. Sirius just shrugged his shoulders, and Remus looked a bit panicked. "You guys! I'm a Prefect, if I don't have my uniform on then-"


"Relax, Moony," James said with a laugh. "We've still got time!" Just then, the creaking of the train stopping could be heard, and all four boys jumped up, grabbing their trunks and fishing for their school clothes. Evan looked at them all in amusement.
 
((Dumbles... lol))


Liz rolled her eyes at the immaturity of the boys. Immediately, the room was filled with tons of 'I can't find my robes!' s and 'Padfoot, did you steal my socks?' s. Eventually, when it finally seemed like the four boys found all their school clothes, they looked at Liz and Evan awkwardly.


"Um... can you?" Peter squeaked fearfully.


"Um can we what?" Replied Liz, legitimately confused.


"Do you mind if you kinda..." Remus stammered.


Liz looked at him expectantly.


"We kinda need to... you know." James stuttered awkwardly, Liz sent him a look of mock innocence. By now she knew what exactly the boys needed to do, but felt like giving them a hard time, just for the fun of it.


"Yes?" She asked, a smirk appearing on her face.


"Okay, look. Unless you want to be surrounded by a bunch of boys in their underpants I suggest you leave, physco fallen angel girl. If you wanna stay, let me just say right now that Messers Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs take no responsibility for your sudden obsession with us after you see." Sirius gestured to his upper body. "This. So if it was just me in the compartment, I'd be perfectly find with you staying, but there's the other three in here and to be perfectly honest, Moony is rather self-conscious sometimes, so for his sake, either you go, or I make you go, and that won't be fun." Sirius threatened rudely. Liz rolled her eyes, not taking him seriously, her smile widening, and tugged Evan out of the compartment trying hard not to laugh.


Once outside, she breathed a sigh of relief towards her friend. "Wow..." Liz said, a smile creeping upon her lips. "And to think we have to share the planet with these morons until we can find a way back to the present." The two of them then started to leave the train.
 
"Oh Merlin, that'll be fun," Evan said, following her with a roll of her eyes. Then she frowned, her brows knitting together. "I still don't understand something though," said Evan thoughtfully. Liz looked at her expectantly, her blond hair swinging lightly in the breeze. "Where was Harry? Why did he have a Time-Turner? I don't understand any of it. And why did he not tell us?"


Truth be told, it confused and even hurt Evan to no end. Harry told Liz and her everything. They were his best friends. She didn't understand where he went. Had he used the Time-Turner? If he had, where had he gone? Each turn only equaled one hour, and they hadn't gone looking for him that long after the train left. The only thing she could think of is going back to save his parents. And that would be a lot of turns.


Speaking of James, Evan never knew the Marauders were so...handsome. Excluding Peter, of course, but Merlin they were quite the lookers. She'd had a silly school girl crush on Professor Lupin, seeing as he'd been the most competent DADA teacher they'd ever had, and a crush had been foreseeable. Evan shook her head mentally. She had more pressing matters than the cuteness of some boys she'd never see again. Well, not like they were here, anyhow. She looked at Liz, waiting for an answer to her questions.
 
Liz grimaced in frustration. "To be perfectly honest, I have no idea. But I can assure you, when he gets back, that friend of ours will get one heck of a talking to..." She muttered under her breath. In attempt to get off the train in a hurry, Liz bumped into a boy with overgrown white blonde hair, Slytherin robes, and a look on his face like there was a piece of dung under his nose. He looked over at her, seemingly disgusted by the fact she was in Gryffindor and backed away. Liz made a face at him, feeling there was something about that boy that seemed vaguely flamilier, but not really caring enough to look into it. What did bother her though, was the constant glares of confusion from other students. "How are we gonna fit in here?" She asked. "Everyone knows we're not in their year, we can't keep up that St. Brutus's story, eventually someone will figure out that that's not a real school, and when the teachers see us we're in deep dung..." Liz murmered, starting to grow a bit worried.
 
Evan put a comforting hand on her friends shoulder. "Calm down. We'll to speak to Professor Dumbles, and everything will be okay," she soothed, even though secretly she was a bit worried a well. As far as she knew, there were no ways to travel into the future, only the past. And as of now, this was their present.


Or was it their past still?


Urgh, my brain she thought, inwardly grimacing. They walked to a carriage and Evan made it to the first empty one she saw, slamming the door after Liz climbed in. They didn't need anybody coming in and seeing them. Oh Merlin, were they changing time already? Three important people had already seen them! Or what if this had already happened, and they were supposed to come to the past? Or were they-


Stop. You're confusing yourself.
 
A ferocious rapid knocking on the carriage door startled Liz out of her deep worry.


"Open up, I don't have any pants on out here!" A voice yelled from outside the window. Liz heard the chuckling and laughing of the other students around and, feeling bad for the unfortunate person outside, opened the carriage door. In stomped a slightly tossled Remus, and chuckling Peter, a doubled over with laughter James and a blushing, pantsless Sirius. (He did have snitch boxers on, but for some bizarre reason, Sirius was unable to locate his pants in his already messy beyond compare trunk.)


Liz immediately cursed her sympathy and had half a mind to send the four boys back outside into the public, but then caught a glance of the look on Sirius's face and thought with a smirk, that this moment was priceless, so she decided to let them stay.


"Had trouble finding a rather vital part of your uniform eh maniac tie guy?" Liz asked with a laugh. Sirius glared at her, his grey eyes flaring with embarrassment.


"Erm... listen guys, you wouldn't happen to know if there was... by any chance a professor here by the name of Dumbledore?" Liz questioned awkwardly, deciding to drop the subject of a pantsless Sirius... For now.


The four boys exchanged looks of confusion.


"No..." James started sarcastically. "We don't know who the headmaster of the school is..." He rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly. "Honestly, are you guys sure you're from this millennium, I mean, not knowing whether Dumbledore's here? Are you serious?"


"No, of course they're not!" Sirius exclaimed angrily, Liz glanced over at him in confusion. "I am!"


Liz sighed... First the train, now the carriage, was there no way to rid herself of these idiots...
 
"You people are ridiculous," Evan said exasperatedly, rolling her eyes. She couldn't talk to Liz like she'd wanted, and she was sandwiched between Remus and James. Sirius flashed her a wink, and Evan let out a huff of annoyance.


"Considering we just got here from another school, would it not be reasonable to be in the dark about some of the teachers?" she muttered, but no one listened. James and Sirius started talking about Quiddich, while Remus and Peter were chatting about their classes. Evan blew air out of her nose and closed her eyes.


What if they never got back? What if they were stuck here forever? What would happen then? Would they be forced to never tell anyone they were from the future? Would Voldemort still come to power? All these questions Evan would be forced to wait for the answer to.


Suddenly, the carriage hit a deep pothole, and it bounced violently. Evan let out a startled shout as she was thrown onto the floor of the Thestral driven ride and her brown eyes flew open...


...before she screamed and squeezed them shut. Her hands flew to her eyes.


"Oh my Merlin Sirius, I just saw up your boxers!"
 
Liz stifled a laugh, as the carriage pulled up to the gates of Hogwarts, she let the four doubled over with laughter boys exit the carriage and whipped around desperately to her friend.


"Alright." Liz said in a hushed tone. "Look, we need to talk to Dumbles, but by the time we get up to the school, he'll probably already be up there with all the teachers and we'll be stuck at the Gryffindor table with a bunch of people we don't even know, having no explanation for being here whatsoever-" She started, but a knock on the door cut her off. The long blonde haired boy from before with the same look like there was dung under his nose stood by the carriage door angrily. Liz flew open the door ferociously. "What do you want?" She questioned, fuming.


"Are you going to get off before the feast starts or are you two simply going to stay in that carriage all year blabbing your mouths off?" He asked rudely, in a voice that definitely reminded Liz of someone. Liz opened her mouth to say something, but realized she couldn't think of a good comeback, and closed it again. That was when Liz spotted the shiny prefect's badge on his chest, although she hated to admit it, the help they needed could only come from a prefect, and the Gryffindor one was probably already inside stuffing his face with his laughing physco friends.


"We- we need to see Professor Dumbles...dor." Liz stammered, the boy rolled his eyes.


"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen." He said rudely. "Gryffindors..." The boy muttered under his breath. "Filthy Mudbloods..." By this point, Liz was beginning to fume, she swore she could feel the steam coming out of her nose and ears. Liz drew her hand back and slapped the boy across the face, hard, not like the mercifully kind slap she gave her brother earlier (which most people would actually regard as fairly painful) but one that made the boy cry out in pain and glare at the two of them, now equally angry.


"Alright, fine. Maybe you two will be seeing Professor Dumbledore, or at least the head of your house, because now you idiots have landed yourself in detention! Names?!" He demanded.


Liz smirked, this was easier than she thought.
 
Evan immediately clammed up. Oh no. Weasely and Malfoy were pretty prominent names. For different reasons, of course, but well known all the same. "I'm Evangeline...Finnegan, and this is Liz err-Chang," she quickly thought of their old friends and used their surnames. Longbottom was a popular name too, so that was out.


The blonde haired Slytherin eyed them suspiciously, but spun on his heel. "Come along," he said regally, walking fast to the doors of the castle, and Evan scrambled to follow him. She looked at Liz and whispered, "He reminds me of your dad," before picking up her pace to match his. Merlin he walked fast. His nose was tilted slightly in the air as he took his steps, and Evan rolled her eyes. He was a prissy bloke if she'd ever seen one. And she'd seen many, all at Slytherin.


He walked into Hogwarts, leading them down several hallways. Evan idly wondered if he was leading them to some hidden torture chamber, but quickly dismissed that. She didn't think he knew where the Chamber of Secrets was, and she highly doubted that. Voldemort wasn't there. He led them to a stone Gargoyle and looked at them maliciously.


"Figure out the password yourselves," with that, he turned and began to head towards the Welcoming Feast. Evan looked at Liz.


"Definitely like your father," she decided, laughing.
 
Liz laughed and turned to the stone gargoyle confidently, she'd been in there many times and had gotten in trouble quite frequently for fighting her brother. "Cockroach Clusters." She said, but the gargoyle didn't move. Liz froze, she could swear that was the password in the present, but twenty years in the past... "Erm... Fizzing Whizbees?" Nothing. "Lemon Drops?" Nada. "Any and all the types of wizard and muggle candies in the world!" She screamed, but the door remained locked. Liz looked over at Evan in frustration, furious with the Slytherin prefect. Just then, they heard voices.


"Ouch, Moony that was my foot for Pete's sake."


"Sorry, but it's kinda hard to fit four sixteen year olds inside one cloak."


"You three can always find other methods of invisibilty, I never asked you to get under my cloak."


"Yes you did Prongs, I distinctly remember you saying during the feast that Dumbles's office had the best candies in the world and that you would only go nick some if we all came with you."


"...How on earth do you have that good of a memory Padfoot?"


"I was born gifted."


Liz yanked Evan out of side and sent her a hopeful look. Although, she really didn't feel like spending another second with these boys, they might be their only chance of getting inside Dumbledore's office.


"Tootsie Rolls." One of the invisible boys said. Liz stifled a laugh as the gargoyle moved and the two of them started to follow the boys when an annoyed voice rang through the air.


"Potter, Black, I know you're under there." A girl with dark red hair and green eyes that reminded Liz immediately of Harry came from around a corner, Liz pulled Evan out of sight again.


"Lovely to see you Evans." James said, ripping the cloak off to reveal all four of them, Sirius, Remus, and Peter all groaned angrily, their friend definitely did have a weakness for Lily.


"I don't wanna hear it Potter." She declared angrily and turned her back to him. Liz immediately took this oppritunity to grab Evan, yank her inside, and close the gargoyle guardian door behind them.
 
((Which of the four boys did you want again? I know I said Remmy, but I'm having a hard time deciding!))


Evan smiled to herself. Merlin, she was already getting attached to those dunderheads, in the words of Severus Snape. "That was fun," she told Liz with a giggle, before she turned and started up the stone stairwell that lead to Dumbles office. She almost tripped once and had to grip onto Liz for support, sending her friend a toothy grin. She was a horrible klutz sometimes. Evan blamed it on her Weasley nature. Poor Bill was such a horrid klutz, he sometimes used a grace charm when he was at work so he didn't botch anything up.


Evan knocked on the door and looked at her friend nervously. "What if he's not here?" she asked, anxiously tugging a piece of orange hair. She didn't think she could wait until after both the Welcoming Feast and the Sorting. It always took at least an hour. Evan was ready to go back home. Or rather, back to her time.
 
(Pads or Prongs... still haven't figured out yet, you can have anyone you want though, I'm thinking of starting out with Pads, but then slowly transitioning to liking Prongs, I know I can't actually end up with either of them, so I'm thinking of going with both :) )


The door opened with a giant BOOM that scared Liz out of her wits. A younger looking version of Professor Dumbledore sat at him desk, petting Fawkes with one hand, and using the other to leisurely swirl around the candies in a colorfully painted bowl on his desk. "Come in." Dumbledore offered friendlily, gesturing to a row of four leather cushiony chairs lined up at the other side of his desk. Liz stepped in nervously and yanked on Evan's arm, urging her to follow. She took a seat in a large poofy reclining chair with big armrests, and stared at Dumbles in wonder. "Erm... Professor Dumbledore?" Liz asked.


"Yes?" He said, eyes dancing and twinkling with merriment.


"It's just... aren't you supposed to be at the sorting and the feast?"


Dumbledore let out a laugh. "Believe me, I was, and we were just about to start dessert when a bunch of little fireworks started popping out all over the room and the Great Hall became chaos. At first I was laughing, enjoying the show, but then I noticed a certain group of four mischeivious Gryffindors were missing from their tables and knew my candies were at risk. I've been sitting here for five minutes at most, expecting those four pranksters to come in at any time, but you two entered instead, so tell me, why is it that you are here?" He asked, a smile starting to creep onto his lips.
 
((You can end up with one of them, actually. You see, by shattering the Time-Turner, we've erased 20 years of the future. We aren't going back. We're Harrys best friends so we were in the know, and we can change the future for the better. And I was thinking of Prongs or Moony :D ))


"Well, it's rather difficult to explain, sir," Evan started nervously, taking a chair next to Liz. He looked at them, raising a white brow. "How so, my dear girl?" Dumbles asked her, his blue eyes still looking like the stars at night. Evan sucked in a deep breath, and began.


"Well, my friend Liz and I were on the Hogwarts Express, when we realized our friend Harry was gone," she started. Professor Dumbles motioned for her to continue. "So, we went looking for him. We found Liz's brother, Draco, who told us he'd passed by with an odd looking necklace on. He recieved a slap to the face from Liz, and we continued on our way.


So we're looking into each compartment, trying to find Harry, all to no avail. We finally reach one of the last train cars. Harry isn't there. However, the strange necklace is. It was golden, with a long thin chain. It had an hourglass, with a dial and circles around it," Dumbledore didn't look confused, but she knew he didn't know why she was talking about. So she elaborated.


"That necklace, sir, is called a Time-Turner," a look of recognition glowed on his face as he realized what that meant. He stayed silent, but his face was solemn as nodded at Evan.


"I picked it up, and it slipped from my fingers. It shattered on the floor, and we appeared in a compartment filled with people who looked an awful lot like people we know from the future."


Dumbles looked grim as he mulled over this information. He stayed quiet for several moments before he asked: "When are you ladies from?" Evan gulped.


"1996, sir," she whispered, and he leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes.


"I'm deeply sorry to have to tell you ladies this," he said quietly, his eyelids flying open as his blue eyes peirced the both of them. "But there is no way to get you back home. You will have to remain here."
 
(Hey... so the internet's not working on my ipod... and like i said the computer shuts me down at 11, so don't get mad at me if this is really short and badly written but I want to post it before the computer shuts me down cause last time I did it i was halfway through a post and it shut me down and deleted everything i wrote... :mad:)


Liz felt as though a ferociously angry wind attacked her with all it's force, and now she could swear every part of her body was beginning to get frostbite. "No there... there has to be a way back..." She stammered. "I mean even if we wait for another ten years until time turners are invented or something, anything, just..." Liz stopped, too shocked to continue on. "No..." She could feel the stinging sensation of tears start to fill her eyes, melting all the frostbitey feeling on her face and morphing her into a fuming dragon.


"Hey Dumbles, so I know that when we asked you ten minutes ago, you said no, but is there any chance we could get some of those- Whoa." A skipping Sirius stopped in confusion, looking between the sobbing Liz, shocked Evan and perfectly calm Dumbledore. "Uh..."


"Get out of here!" Liz screamed, grabbing the nearest candy and chucking it at Sirius's face. He ducked, but if he didn't it would've hit him smack straight in the eye.


"Whoa, you've got a pretty good arm-" Sirius started to observe, but a scream cut him off.


"LEAVE!!" Shouted Liz.
 
((That sucks D:))


Evans vision turned red, both from Dumbledore's revelation and Sirius being an insane git. Couldn't he be respectful for one bloody moment? Evan shot upwards and stomped towards Sirius. He slowly held up his hands, and his Adams Apple bobbed as he swallowed.


"Calm down, Ginger-" if it was possible, that made her angrier and she grabbed his collar, yanking him so close their noses almost touched. She was seething, and poor Sirius was the brunt of all her crazy emotions. He'd pulled the cork of her bottled feelings, and he was facing the consequences.


"Leave. Now. Before I take your wand and shove it where the sun doesn't shine. Got it??" her voice was deadly calm as she glared daggers at him. He nodded quickly, his black hair bobbing. He struggled to get out of her grip. "Man these girls are strong," he muttered. Evan let go and roughly shoved him into Peter, before slamming the door in the Marauders faces.


Evan couldn't take it anymore and ran to Liz, throwing her arms around her. She needed her friend right now.


Her tears stained Liz's shirt, but neither of them seemed to care as they cried. Dumbledore watched all of this in relative silence, giving them time to grieve. He realized this was horrific news and knew they needed to vent their feelings. He felt pity for these girls, and he desperately wished he could help them. Not only were they disrupting the future, but it was terrible they had to face this.


Dumbledore hoped that maybe with their being here, they could make a better future than the one he was sure would come.
 
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Soon, all that sadness in Liz started to morph into anger, and she stood up from her chair suddenly, infuriated with Dumbledore, the Marauders, Harry, time, everyone and everything.


"So I assume we're just gonna have to be resorted like a bunch of oblivious first years, and that everything in our present will be completely nonexistant, no parents, no friends no nothing!" She yelled.


Dumbledore looked as though he had a different idea, and started to protest, but his eyes remained calm, and if anything, this just made Liz angrier.


"Well i'm immensely honored that you actually have the heart to care for your students instead of just worrying about yourself! Do you have any idea how awful it is to have everything torn away from you that you could ever care about? No, i suppose you don't, Professor (Liz put a special sarcastic anger on that word), because everything in your life has probably been absolutely perfect and time travel free!" Liz screamed, her chest heaving with the lack of air (she didnt breathe for the majority of that rant).


Dumbledore gave her a while to cool off and calm down before he continued to talk just as calmly as before. "You two will not be resorted, as i assume you two are already in Gryffindor judging by your robes, you'll be put into an already half occupied dorm with two open beds, and will have normal student schedules, the only abnormal thing is the fact that you will probably have to come up with some kind of story to convince the other girls, maybe pretend to be transfer students from Beauxbatons-"


Liz cut him off, still fuming, literally feeling the steam rushing out of her nose and ears at the speed of a firebolt. "And what about our families?! Where are we supposed to go for the summer?!" She retorted.


"You seem like fairly clever girls, i'm sure you can find someone to spend the holidays with if it really matters all that much to you. And if you ever feel homesick, just look around for your parents, parents' friends, or friends' parents, i'm sure you'll find someone from your past, they might just be... 20 years younger." Dumbledore replied.


Liz felt frozen, internally begging for it not to be true. "That's just..." She stammered, looking for a word to describe all the horror and awfulness and hate she felt right now. "Meh!" She screamed and started to run out the door, aware that was possibly the worst insult she could use, but really not in a good enough of a mood to come up with anything better.
 
(That' alright! I understand! And I'm sorry about your teeth and school!)


Evan watched all of this in shock, and suddenly she became angry at Liz. She whipped upward, stomping her foot as she shouted, "YOU GET YOUR BUTT BACK HERE THIS INSTANT LIZ MALFOY!!" Her friend frozen and she continued, a scowl on her face. "We are Gryffindors for Godrics sake, and by gosh we don't run away from out problems! We face them!" Evan felt unexplainedly furious at Liz. How in the world was Dumbles supposed to react? This has never bloody happened!!


"Time travel isn't something Dumbles would know about. How the bloody heck is he supposed to react?" Evan practically screamed the last part. Poor Liz was Evans emotional outlet, plus she was just angry at her. "Don't turn on him!!! Of anything, you should be screeching like a Banshee at me! I'M THE ONE WHO BROKE THE TIME-TURNER!!" she turned to Dumbledore, her voice softening.


"I'm sorry, Professor. Could we have some time alone?" he remained calm, nodding as he stood up. "Of course, my dear girl," he told her, walking out of the office. Evan collapsed onto a chair, putting her face in her hands. Her tear ducts were dried out, and she couldn't cry anymore. She just dry heaved with silent sobs. "Don't you think this is hard for me too?" she whispered, turning her brown eyes to Liz. "You didn't even like your family, and I'm losing 8 siblings plus two loving parents."


She started to shake violently, and her lower lib wobbled precariously. She couldn't bear the thought of never seeing her mum and dad again. In that moment, Evan didnt care Liz was probably mad at her. Evan buried herself in her sorrows.
 
Liz instantly felt ashamed with herself, not because of the way she acted around Dumbledore (for Liz had a rather bad habit of disrespecting authority and then not feeling the slightest bit sorry about it) but because of how insensitive she'd acted around Evan.


"Look I... I..." Liz stammered, unsure of what to say. "I know it's probably much harder for you than it could ever be for me but I just... I dunno." Some emotions Liz had absolutely no problems putting into words (anger for example, and lots of times hate.) But other feelings (guilt, for example) seemed to clench her throat up until it felt so tight with unsureness it was a miracle any words could manage to slip through. Liz sighed and took a deep breath, and reached out her quivering fingers to her friend's shoulder in comfort (fearing that Evan would chomp her hand off if she got too close).


"We can... maybe try and fix the time turner." She suggested, knowing that her friend broke it but refusing to believe their only way back to Harry, their other friends, and everything they've ever come to know was simply useless.
 
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